元元初二已经结束，进入初三了:)

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原帖由 hlp525 于 2012-8-7 13:33 发表
元元和我前一阵回武汉老家了：） 在武汉期间看了两遍这本书：when you reach me ，元元很喜欢这本书。

这一阵子，乐团天天训练，回家后看奥运。每天元元在电视前或大呼小叫，或泪流满面，或躲进门后从门缝里 ...

元元太可爱了

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when you reach me

当你到达我（2010年度美国纽伯瑞儿童文学奖金奖，持续稳居美国儿童畅销书榜首）

出 版 社：北京科学技术出版社

出版时间：2011-1-1

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不老泉——麦克米伦世纪大奖小说 美国教育协会推荐100本最佳童书，美国图书馆协会最佳童书奖

（美）巴比特　著，李棠佳　译/2012-05-01/21世纪出版社

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《猫的故事》（吉米·哈利精装水彩珍藏版猫咪故事集，送给所有爱猫的人）

万物生光辉 ——邂逅最可爱的动物，感受最纯真的幽默。

生活的智慧:佐贺的超级阿嬷

《超级阿嬷和超级老师》（家长、老师和孩子必读：直击教育问题，超级阿嬷送你对策！）

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http://www.bjnews.com.cn/ent/2012/08/10/215887.html

在复旦大学研究生院毕业典礼致辞中，著名作家王安忆对复旦的同学提出三个嘱附，希望他们“不要尽想着有用”、“不要过于追求效率”、“不要急于加入竞争”。

　　这篇致辞以《教育的意义》为题于8月5日在《东方早报》刊载，旋即在网络上引发热议，掀起了一场关于教育的目标与意义、大学生的价值与追求等议题的讨论。

　　与之同时，北大中文系教授陈平原的新书《读书的“风景”：大学生活之春花秋月》也在毕业季面世。

　　在这本明显以大学生为对象的文集中，陈平原从“读书”、“大学”、“人文学”三个角度切入，以平和而明晰的语言，与读者讲述读书的心得与喜悦，探讨大学教育的意义与得失，语气谆谆，心意切切。

　　与王安忆一样，陈平原号召学子多读“无用”之书，警惕与远离主流价值观，养成独立的趣味和广博的审美。有感于当今大学教育的急功近利，陈平原重提，大学的目标，“是培养有文化、善交流、注重精神生活的读书人。”

　　【人物简介】

　　陈平原 广东潮州人，文学博士，北京大学中文系教授及系主任、香港中文大学讲座教授。先后出版《中国小说叙事模式的转变》、《千古文人侠客梦》、《中国散文小说史》等影响甚巨的学术专著。与此同时，关注学术的流变与大学教育的成败，著有《中国现代学术之建立》与《大学何为》等。治学之余，撰写随笔，“借以关注现实人生，并保持心境的洒脱与性情的温润。”

　　为自己而读书

　　新京报：如今我们到了一个书籍很多的时代，像你书中说的“书到用时方恨多”。在这样一个时代，其实读书的方法更重要了。

　　陈平原：在不同的时代，有不同层次的经典。有两千年的经典，有两百年的经典，有五十年的经典；在我心目中，能够在读书人的书架上长期站立的，就算是经典。换句话说，经典的定义及含金量、在现实生活中的命运，以及是否值得你我认真品鉴，是有时代性的。

　　但不管怎么说，“好读书”与“读好书”，二者应该有一个结合。这就带出另一个问题：什么是好书，什么是坏书。林语堂说过，他喜欢读极上流的书和极下流的书。“极上流的书”好说，那就是我们常说的经典；“极下流的书”为什么也值得阅读？不说超前的著作被打压，即便沙里淘金，也是一件很愉快的事。这比整天背诵、引述名人警句更值得夸耀。

　　在噪音铺天盖地的当代社会，建立并坚持自己的阅读趣味，是很难的。相信你自己的立场、视野及趣味，不受周围各种声音的诱惑，用胡适的话说，即除了传统的“富贵不能淫，贫贱不能移，威武不能屈”之外，还得添上一句“时髦不能动”。周围的人都说好，都说“非读不可”，都说不读就OUT了，你还能坚守自己的趣味，这就很不简单。

　　作为中国人，除了《论语》、《诗经》等几十种经典著作，你确实非读不可，不读说不过去；其他的书，其实都是两可的。只是请记得一点，阅读可以消闲，但“消闲”不一定是“阅读”。越是时尚的东西，越容易过时。假如这个时尚碰巧是你个人的趣味，那我不反对；如果不是的话，需要保持一种警觉。读自己喜欢的书，为自己而读书，这就是我的基本立场。

　　找到你信任的读书人

　　新京报：要怎样建立自己的趣味和标准？

　　陈平原：在我的新书《读书的“风景”》中，有一篇《人文学的困境、魅力及出路》，提及如何重建人文学的自信，选择怎样的读书策略，以及“尚友古人”的好处。其中谈到金克木的经历，他在北大图书馆当馆员，认准几个著名教授，人家来借书，他抄书单；人家还书，他就跟着读。读得懂读，读不懂也读。

　　几年下来，金先生也成为一个眼界颇高的“学者”了。还有就是林语堂的故事。林语堂的中国文化底子原本很薄，经周作人指点，迷上了晚明文人袁宏道，并以此为基点，左冲右突，上挂下联，很快理出一条属于自己的读书线索。日后撰《四十自叙诗》，有这么两句：“近来识得袁中郎，喜从中来乱狂呼。”

　　不管是追随五百年前的古人，还是结交现实生活中的师友，找到你信任的读书人，跟他/她们一起阅读、思考，就可以事半功倍。跟什么样的人打交道、交朋友、谈读书，会决定你的视野和趣味。

　　新京报：对一个普通读者来说，什么样的书是他最应该读的？

　　陈平原：这很难说。阅读最最基本的经典著作，这上面已经说了。别的，那就取决于你的阅读目标，是希望借此建立一种公民立场，还是完善自家的审美趣味；是祈求良好的生活态度，还是促成专深的研究方向，这都影响你的阅读策略。

　　所以，很难说哪一本书是一定、一定要读的。另外，时代变化了，知识在更新，阅读视野也在转移，上一代人觉得必读不可的，下一代人不见得这么认为。除非是在大学讲专题课，否则，我不敢、也不愿意给人开书单。

　　寻觅阅读的乐趣

　　新京报：你在书中提到你很欣赏“爱美的”学问家，即“业余”的学问家，为什么？

　　陈平原：晚清西学东渐以后，我们整个教育制度都变了，世人对于“学问”的想象，也跟以前大不一样。过去说，读书人应博学深思，“一物不知，儒者之耻”。现在呢，专业分工这么细，人家问你什么问题，回答“不懂”，这很自然，也很正常。好处是大家都“术业有专攻”，任何一个稀奇古怪的问题，都能找到专家来解答。

　　可作为具体的“读书人”，你一辈子就从事一个小小的专业，就精神层面而言，未免有点可惜。追求人的全面发展，在高深的专业研究之外，保持对于宇宙、对于人生的广泛兴趣，这是一种值得欣赏的生活态度。过分学科化与专业化，导致知识之间的明显隔阂、人们对世界理解的不完整，以及日常生活和学术研究之间的巨大鸿沟。这不是一个理想的状态。

　　欣赏“爱美的”学问家，就是主张专业之外的读书。为专业而读书，这不必你强调，任何一个接受过学院训练的人都会这么做。缺的是专业以外的阅读。是的，从专业角度，天文我不懂，地理我不懂，考古我不懂，宗教我也不懂，可我有兴趣，会阅读我能找到感兴趣的相关书籍。

　　不满于封闭的专业小圈子，穿越各种学科的边界，不是希望从事“跨学科研究”，而纯粹是出于求知的欲望。前者如今成了另一门“学问”，而我想说的是个人的“修养”，一种无关学位与学历，不能拿来评职称、报课题的“阅读的乐趣”。

　　构建丰盈的精神生活

　　新京报：在今天学科分工化越来越细的条件下，尤其是你读到博士，以学术为业，好像路确实越走越窄。这好像是一种普遍的困境，很难打破。

　　陈平原：是困境，但不是不能打破。看老一辈学者的学养及趣味，就不是这个样子，那是他们小时候所受的教育决定的。走到今天这一步，跟最近二十年中国的教育体制有密切关系。中学文理分科，大学突出实用性，人文学日渐边缘化，这决定了一代人的学养及趣味。

　　人家问我，关于“读书”有什么建议，我常回答“读文学书”。为什么？因为“文学”没用。在一个以赚钱为第一要务的时代，连大学教授都以赚钱多少来决定认不认自己的学生，你还能说什么？如何赚大钱，不归人文学者教；编写“商战手册”或“股市指南”，那也不是大学教授的责任。我们能做的，是培养有文化、善交流、注重精神生活的读书人。

　　作为中文系教授，我谈《人文学的困境、魅力及出路》，或者撰写《“学堂不得废弃中国文辞”——关于重建“大一国文”的思考》（2012年5月9日《中华读书报》），很容易被嘲笑为“自我保护”。可母语教育的滑落、人文修养的缺失，长远看，危及一个民族的整体素质，是个迫在眉睫的大问题。民众追求看得见摸得着的“实际利益”，这完全可以理解；可本该成为“精神圣地”、“指路明灯”的大学，也都变得如此急功近利，不能原谅。

　　新京报：你更提倡博雅而非专深，这是不是你认为中国大学不应盲目学习国外大学的原因？

　　陈平原：不对，今天中国大学的教学理念及课程设计等，之所以过分实用化，并不是学习欧美一流大学的结果。人家不管是综合大学还是文理学院，都注重博雅课程，要求大学生对人类、对历史、对艺术、对人生有比较好的了解，然后才进入专业研究。我们过早地专业化，小小年纪，就划了一条红线，把很多知识排除在外，并贴上标签，注明“这不归我管”。这样的教育是有问题的。从制度上说，除了中学的文理分科，再就是大学的专业及课程设置过分侧重技术性知识，美其名曰“与市场对接”。我再三提醒，“职业培训”不是大学的宗旨，大学的主要任务是培养学生的修养、眼界、趣味。当然，如果你认定，我们的“大学”本来就应该是“职业培训学校”，那我没得说。

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http://blog.sina.com.cn/s/blog_48b0d37b0102egcc.html

hlp525

元元的暑假有近二十天要去学校乐团训练，这的确占了元元很多时间，但我依然感谢乐团，因为元元作为特长生，直升本校的可能性很大，中考的压力少了很多，这让我在家还能勉强继续实施一点点素质教育，尽量按我们自己的节奏学习和生活！

元元在家得空还可以看看闲书，去听音乐会，参加运动和聚会，玩玩游戏，这一切对于一般初三的孩子都是奢侈品了。

hlp525

下面这篇读后感是元元三周前写的：）

Tuck Everlasting Book Review

Ten- year old Winnie finds Jesse-- one of the Tucks in the wood by accident, and discovers that he and his family will live forever. She finds out that they once drank water from a magic spring. To prevent her from telling others, the Tucks take her back to their house and try to explain to her the importance of not telling everybody. During Winnie’s visit, she realizes she’s deeply in love with the seventeen year-old handsome Jesse. Jesse gives her a bottle of spring water and tells her to wait until she’s seventeen, and then she can drink the water and become immortal like him so they can live forever. She thinks about it for a long time and finally decides not to do it.


If somebody asked me before I read this book, “Would you like to live forever?” I’m sure my answer would be “Of course!” After all, who doesn’t want to live forever? But after reading this book, I began to think. Will I be sorry afterward if I have the ability to live forever?

I will have to hide from everybody and find different jobs now and then because people will think I’m cursed, and I won’t have a real home. I will have to move from place to place, never settling down. What is the point of being alive if I don’t have a real home, a real name or a true identity? Everything about me is a fake. I will be like an actress, acting forever on a stage. Then someday, I won’t know if something is true or not, because I have been acting for too long.

Why do people want to live forever? Because it’ll give them plenty of time to do the things they like. But imagine! If I have all the time in the world, will I hurry up and do the things I should? No. “I still have tomorrow to do it.” I’ll say. We cherish every second because life is short and precious. If I’m immortal, every single day will be meaningless.


If I become immortal now, I may always remain at the age of fourteen. I will never experience what life is like when I’m thirty or older. Think about all the new things I will learn, the new friends I will make and the new things I will experience if I can grow older! Life is just at the beginning, and if I make it stop, I will never reach the end.


If everybody else around me grows older while I remain the same, I will suffer to see the ones I love grow old and die. I will be like a loose string that is cut off from a long rope. After many years, the rope decayed except for a single loosens string that is still as colorful as always.


Maybe you’ll say, “How about letting everyone in the world drink some spring water? Then you don’t have to watch them grow old and die.” But can you imagine how horrible it is? After a hundred or a thousand years, still the same people living on earth! Never will there be anything new; never will there be a new born baby. If life is a wheel, always turning, then the wheel is stuck if people never change.


Just like what Mr. Tuck said, “Life is always moving, growing, changing; never the same two minutes together.” Everything is always moving on. The sun sucks the water right out of the ocean and carries it back in clouds, and then it rains, and the rain falls into the stream, and the stream keeps moving on. Everything is a wheel, turning and turning, never stopping. The weathers and the animals are part of the wheel, and people too. The magic of people is they’re always changing. If people no longer change, then they’re not living, they just exist. They are not part of the wheel. Dying is also part of the wheel; it is up there right next to being born. If people can’t die, their life would not be complete.



Boys grow into men in a few years; Wiggling caterpillars turn into beautiful butterflies in days; the golden sun sinks under the horizon in minutes; the sound of a frog jumping into the pond only last for seconds. These things are all beautiful because of its shortness. Life, too, is very short, but that’s what makes life precious, memorable and beautiful. How can people realize the short beauty of sunset if they have all the time in the world while it will be only three precious minutes before the sun sinks under the horizon? Let’s cherish the gift God gives us—life, and make every single day of our life useful and meaningful.


[ 本帖最后由 hlp525 于 2012-8-11 21:03 编辑 ]

hlp525

有一阵子没贴作业了，下面的是元元六月份完成的作业。

Limericks:



1. There once was a small boy named Jake,
Who didn’t quite know how to bake.
He put in some spice,
With pepper and ice.
“Hey, Do you still call that a cake?”


2. I once saw a cat on a tree,
Being chased by a huge buzzing bee.
I threw lots of sticks,
And then lots of bricks,
The huge bee then chased after me!


3. I spotted a coat that was white;
The color and price were just right.
I soon bought the coat,
But then left a note,
“Exchange it! It’s terribly tight!”

4. When eight I was given a frog,
When nine I was given a hog,
But frogs were too jumpy,
And hogs were too grumpy.
I hoped to be given a dog!

5. There once was a young boy named Paul.
On Wednesday he walked to a mall.
He dreamed of a lunch,
With chips that go “crunch”,
And bumped his head right on a wall!

6. My mom had a red-headed pig.
It once saw a cow that was big.
The cow slowly said,
“Hey, why’s your head red?”
“Because I am wearing a wig!”

7. A little girl started to weep,
“Please help me, the hole is too deep!”
Sue’s mother then cried,
And ran to her side,
But Sue was already asleep.


8. The tiger loved eating a shoe,
He ate a big pile of meat too!
He once ate some hams,
And three little lambs,
The next thing he’d eat would be YOU! J

hlp525

元元写的寓言故事：

Mandarin and the Duck
A long time ago, there were no other seasons except winter. Everybody had no feelings, no love, and no colors except a girl named Mandarin who lived in a big wooden house deep inside the forest. She had a heart of gold. Her hair was blonde; her eyes were green; her mouth was like a red cherry.

One day, when the girl was walking outside her house, she heard a tinkling sound coming from her pond. Curiously, she walked toward the sound and found that it was a tiny gray duck. She lifted it up and gently touched its feathers which were smooth and icy. ”Help…help me,” a tiny sound came out of the duck’s mouth. “I…I’m sick, please help me!”
“How can I help you?” Mandarin asked.
“I…I need to get some colors, and they will bring me warm feelings; I…I’m freezing!” Mandarin wanted to help the little duck, but how? “Please…,” the poor duck said. Mandarin looked right into the duck’s eyes and was moved.
“I promise I will help you, no matter how long it takes!” she promised. Then she started to search for colors that could be given to the duck.

She looked everywhere, under the rocks, around the corners, and inside the mud. But everywhere she looked, there was only gray. She didn’t give up so easily. She bent down and kissed the river with her cherry lips and dipped her blonde hair into the water, trying to wash out her own colors, but nothing happened. Walking to every place in the kingdom, she hoped to see a tiny sign of brightness. Did she find it? No, she went back to the duck with her eyes red from crying.

The duck was still there, lying in the pond. “I am so sorry! I can’t find colors everywhere!” sobbed Mandarin. The duck just smiled bitterly; it had no strength left to speak. Mandarin lifted the duck up and held it against her chest. She felt her warm heart touching the duck’s icy body. She kept warming the duck, feeling its smooth feathers and the drops of rain. Wait, the drops of rain? She opened her eyes, and was just in time to see the most amazing thing in the world. Rain was falling and when the rain drops touch the ground, trees and flowers were starting to grow. What’s more, the rain drops started to change colors, from red to blue, blue to green. When Mandarin turned her attention back to the duck, she couldn’t believe her eyes! It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen! The duck’s feathers were full of different colors like a rainbow!
“I’m so grateful!” the duck cried and flapped its wings and shot into the sky. When it flew passed the trees, they turned from gray to green; when it flew passed the flowers, they shined in different colors too! Birds sang happy songs and water splashed while floating in the streams.

The Duck finally landed on Mandarin’s hands again.
Mandarin asked, “could you tell me your name?”
“I don’t have a name,” the duck replied, “Since you saved me, you can name me!” Then Mandarin closed her eyes and thought for a while.
“I’ll name you Mandarin,” She said dreamily.

From then on, came spring, summer and autumn. Mandarin and the duck lived happily in this beautiful place. And that’s why Mandarin ducks nowadays have so many colors and are the symbol of love.

Moral: If you help others, you’ll be happy too. J