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就寫"富爸爸﹐窮爸爸"﹔我是因為沒有故事﹐才寫"我的故事"。

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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;晚风吹熄了烛火，点燃了回忆，凝固了我的脚步，倾听它的低语。于是，我闭起双目，两手打开，跌进它的怀抱；某些熟悉的影像虚虚渺渺地出现，像烛火那样摇晃。当我醒来后，热闹的情景顿时消失，惊觉自己一个，我开始想家。我恨的是为何晚风吹不走叹息，竟触动了寂寞，还漫延到心底。又岂能怪它！寂寞皆是等待爱的后遗症。我都说过，思念会蚕食寂寞的围墙。一旦泛滥，虽说时间可以修补缺口，但等待复原又只不过是另一个等待。我开始迈前一步，别怪我逆风，我只想知道，等待的到底是谁？思念又是为谁？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-4169216898101532050?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/4169216898101532050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=4169216898101532050' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/4169216898101532050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/4169216898101532050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='晚风'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/SbM2myxvGNI/AAAAAAAAAO8/9ein73Qm-bg/s72-c/night_wind_tall_grass_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-6789102643621274638</id><published>2008-11-19T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T19:22:29.157-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>《孤影的告白》</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/SSgFOXSvv0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/UpX4U3Z7Zp4/s1600-h/street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271469108166115138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/SSgFOXSvv0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/UpX4U3Z7Zp4/s320/street.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;作者：爬虫类&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想该是时候写一点东西了，是对自己的一个交代也好，对朋友一个更新也好，阔别了一段时间，该是时候写一点东西了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在十几年的打工的生涯里，我终于出轨了，全职加入金融服务业。不意外地，朋友和家人都很关心地问候我，毕竟那是很挑战的事业，问我准备好了吗？我答不上，不是因为没有答案，而是理由太多，不知从何说起。过一个多月，他们又问起我的近况？我又答不上，不是因为有太多答案，而是觉得交代得太早。朋友们，家人们，给我一点时间，适当的时机来到时，我的回馈就能解释复杂的答案。对于曾经给予我支持和鼓励的人，李某，没齿难忘！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一直以来，都被办公室保护着，不知道外面的世界是如何？突然间跳出这温暖窝，一时不知如何应付。初出茅庐，经历了不少事，方才体会这大千世界的人生百态。啊，不可这样说，不然容易被人误会我越来越现实，越来越世故。不如说自己打开眼界比较好，至少听上去没有那么像台湾爱情长篇剧这样滥情，也不感觉韩国战争片这么感叹。踏入社会那么久，也不及这短短一个月多那么多体会。要再这里生存，必定要守着一个定律，就是穷则变，变则通；做人要够弹性，做事要有韧性。我明白这个道理，原因我现在穷，所以求变。无论别人对你怎样，不能太过耿耿于怀。好像常碰到失约的客户，老远驾车去到那里，等了大半天都没出现，开始我真的接受不了，好像被人欺骗的。现在习惯了，为了防止他们故技重施，去前我再沟通。如果真的又来这招，唯有变招，做一些有生产力的事。这就是求变一种，不值气坏自己。其实，这里的游戏规则很简单，一份耕耘，一份收获。我相信今天所付出的迟早会开花结果。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人是我这行业不可或缺的，好像身体不可缺少血液。人事更是我们必须懂得拿捏得技巧。每一天，我们都和不同人接触，有些还是素昧谋面，有时我还以为自己玩网友会面。其实对方也是带着防备而来，所以我们要懂得如何给别人留下一个良好的影响，还有打破初次见面的隔膜。告诉你，光看书是不够的，临床实验你才体会到。因此，不多与人接触很难掌握书面上所教的东西。我想与人相处要中庸，不能太强硬，也不可太软弱。知道自己的立场就得试试谈妥双赢局面，最后如果不值得吃亏就要立场坚定。这样虽然有时输了一个机会，但也赢得一尊严。有尊严，人就会尊敬你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当进入夜幕低垂时，习惯地松开领带，咽下一口水，呼出一口气，听着音乐，在归家途中，我很喜欢看着电灯杆的倒影不断地扫过车镜，一来可以安抚我紊乱的心情，一来可以忘掉白天的奔波和天气的煎熬，如海浪轻轻地爬在把沙滩然后抚平，算是为这一天谱上休止符，也是为明天开启新一页的心情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到底明天又会是怎样呢？我只有相信，明天会更好。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-6789102643621274638?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/6789102643621274638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=6789102643621274638' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/6789102643621274638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/6789102643621274638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='《孤影的告白》'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/SSgFOXSvv0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/UpX4U3Z7Zp4/s72-c/street.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-3286328392095099707</id><published>2008-09-16T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T19:14:22.564-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>那個島</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/SNCxiE76LBI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QByUj4q3B4o/s1600-h/theisland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246888764885314578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/SNCxiE76LBI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QByUj4q3B4o/s320/theisland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;一部好作品是可以超越時間空間的。某一晚﹐在朋友家中﹐他介紹了那個島。我半信半疑地向他要了這部2005年的電影——《The Island》。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;記得《V for Vendetta》有這么一句﹕「藝術家有時用一個謊言來告訴你一件事實」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;《The Island》是關於複製人的故事。聽後﹐你隨便也可以想出幾部以複製人為題材的電影﹐複製人的電影複製太多了。說到這裡﹐你差不多已經意興闌珊不想看了。所以﹐導演Michael Bay 很取巧地把戲名改為《島》﹐先引起你的注意﹐再騙你去看。的確是個說謊高手﹗感覺像是朋友騙你去聽直銷說明會。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;由一開始就帶入了懸疑﹐設下伏筆後﹐偶爾來幾個略有美感的慢鏡﹐緊湊地推進高潮﹐當疑團解開時才得一口氣松開。複製人主要拿來借題發揮﹐我認為它最值得欣賞的就是劇情編排與節奏控制。加上﹐如果你看過《變形金剛》﹐《珍珠港》﹐《世界末日》等﹐大概可以想像到《那個島》肯定少不了震撼性的大格局﹐皆因都出自他的手筆。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實﹐除了精彩故事和拍攝手法外﹐裡面藏著喚世警言。而Michael Bay 並沒有用長篇大論來說道﹐渺渺幾句“人會為了生存而不擇手段！”﹐再由演員精湛的演技達到對現實的冷酷控訴目的。在虛幻與真實交替下﹐我也自覺現實的社會陰謀四伏。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最後﹐我希望你也會喜歡這個謊言﹐雖然它很殘酷。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-3286328392095099707?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/SNCxiE76LBI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QByUj4q3B4o/s72-c/theisland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-7903457493716147556</id><published>2008-07-25T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:31:38.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>我評《赤壁》</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/SImQNg957HI/AAAAAAAAAKM/cPrXOUJEBag/s1600-h/redcliff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226867404402453618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/SImQNg957HI/AAAAAAAAAKM/cPrXOUJEBag/s320/redcliff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;可能吃了乳鴿的關係﹐所以就看了《見龍御甲》——感覺有點失望。可是﹐還未待三國熱消退﹐《赤壁》又如火如荼地上陣了﹐霎時間對蘇軾的《念奴嬌》頗為中意﹐可能是看了《赤壁》關係吧。在古今的對比下﹐百感交集。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你閑來無事﹐把《赤壁》裡面的人物換了現代服裝﹐不用說梁朝偉和金城武一定是要西裝筆挺﹐林志琳和趙薇就個別露背緊身上陣﹐而對白保留﹐很快就成了一部現代劇了——戲名叫《黐壁》。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實藝術的東西真的不好搞﹐搞得太好就曲高和寡﹐通俗一點就被人說是平庸無奇。所以拍一部商業片又和著名的典故扯上﹐真的需要一點手法去平衡。所以太白話的對白是不構成影響。令我遺憾的是﹐角色方面選配留了一個敗筆﹐演劉備的帶不出他的婦人之仁和他高度圓滑的交際手腕﹔諸葛亮沒有淡定多謀深刻的印象﹐看上去好像諸葛亮演著金城武﹔周喻太壓抑了﹐心事重重﹐一點也顯不出他的豪邁志壯。其餘的角色就不置評了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也不是清高地只會批評﹐不懂欣賞。在打斗的場面﹐個人表演略勝“乳鴿”《見龍御甲》。至于是否合乎歷史﹐由專家評論。只要打得爽就行了﹐那是吳宇森的專行。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是希望無論老少﹐看了《赤壁》後﹐再認真地了解三國﹐那麼我們就越懂得欣賞三國﹐因為三國最精彩的地方是當我了解之後才能體會﹐這也是日本人情獨三國的原因之一。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       大江東去，浪淘盡，千古風流人物。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-7903457493716147556?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;我心情有點緊張﹐究竟也是第一次。我坐在那兒等﹐希望這個過程能儘快結束﹐每一分鐘就像一年那麼漫長。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;呆呆地獨自坐在冷冷的凳子﹐我不斷地問我自己準備好了沒。我知道這是一個消遣自己的愚蠢問題。邏輯上來講﹐有經驗的人才有準備的條件﹐試問第一次嘗試的人拿什麼來準備﹐準備對初哥來說只是一種安慰。所以﹐千萬別問第一次打架的人準備好沒﹖第一次嘗初吻的人準備好沒﹖因全出於心理或﹐與生理的衝動才會做出這種東西來。那麼﹐我是衝動嗎﹖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;終於﹐有一皮膚黑黝的印度人繞著我背後走過﹐然後坐在我前面問我一些資料。資料輸入完畢後﹐他說﹐“準備好了﹐進來﹗”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;室內冷冷的﹐只有黯淡的日光燈照著裡面的器材﹐我手錶指著晚上九點多。那位“攝影師”叫我脫光﹐然後換上一幅藍色的長袍。我拿著長袍猶豫了一下﹐嚥了一口﹐快快地脫了衣服﹐又速速地換上藍袍。頓時﹐我身上每個毛孔都感到室內的冷氣。他叫我躺下那塊長鐵板﹐姿勢由他來安排。首先﹐橙色的鏡頭瞄準我的腹部﹐屏氣﹐車一聲﹐攝了一張出來﹔又屏氣﹐車一聲﹐又一張﹐終於完成﹗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那位印度攝影師告訴我到外面等醫生的叫喚﹐他會替我解釋叉(X)光圖。我又問八十塊一張攝影值得嗎﹖當初診斷時﹐醫生問要做叉光嗎﹖由于第一次﹐心理與生理都沒準備﹐出自衝動﹐所以我答應了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;八十塊的人體攝影可以安撫我心理與生理﹐當然值得﹗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-2365395998911565806?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;古時候的中國﹐男人認為最偉大的就是追求三不朽﹐就是立德﹐立功﹐立言﹔而志向要擺在四方。能夠做到的﹐就算是漢子了﹗漢子也其實不好當﹐因為他寧可流血﹐也不得流淚。有人問當沙吹進眼睛﹐身為漢子怎麼辦﹖因為淚有清洗功能﹐不流淚不得干淨。我說簡單﹐一只眼開﹐一隻眼閉﹐不就行了嗎﹖漢子真夠圓滑﹗所以為了避免流淚的場面﹐漢子不入廚房﹐尤其切洋蔥﹗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要當漢子了。開始給自己嚴格的訓練﹐首要就是不流淚﹐因此一口氣看了六部韓劇﹐七部台灣福建連續劇﹐再看幾本瓊瑤的小說﹐都不動我情﹐算是合格了。為了清除柔情一面﹐每天逼迫自己看世界大事﹔為了讓自己更幽默﹐特別注意大馬政治。為了圓滑﹐不幽默不行﹗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;做漢子的時期將近﹐我的心有點卜卜在跳﹐像極花燭夜的處男一樣緊張。有人問我準備好嗎﹖我無言以對﹐因為做漢子是沒有參考書給參考的﹐一切都靠應變能力。可是﹐我知道做漢子是“漢”的﹗什麼是很“漢”﹐就是“MAN”的意思﹐不參與者難以體會。我問問自己﹐為什麼要“漢”﹖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;答案是我要脫繭。漢子在大時代做大事﹐不然就是乖乖地做跟隨者﹐而跟隨者卻不能享受到帶領者面對風險時的刺激。所以﹐只有真正地脫繭﹐就是去做漢子。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-7316628421275220490?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/7316628421275220490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=7316628421275220490' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/7316628421275220490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/7316628421275220490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_17.html' title='脫繭'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/SFeWdr7M40I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ediw0raUCO8/s72-c/5kCpp52n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-6179431809120038260</id><published>2008-06-05T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:14:50.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>读者不满仓促调整油价 阿都拉下台前最后一击？</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;轉摘于《獨立新聞在線》&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;【本刊記者撰述】《獨立新聞在線》讀者紛紛非議政府倉促宣布新的重整油价配套，同時也質疑政府省下的津貼會否用在人民身上，如建設更完善的公共交通設備。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;首相阿都拉巴達威昨日突然宣布燃油津貼重整配套，我國燃油价格已于午夜開始從馬幣1元92分飆升到馬幣2元70分，并將隨著世界石油原油价格浮動。《獨立新聞在線》讀者紛紛投函，表達心中的不滿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大部分讀者都對這項突然的宣布感到措手不及，也深感油价和電費調升，百物高漲后伴隨而來的生活重擔。他們也質疑政府的政策會否帶來更大的經濟沖擊，有些讀者甚至揚言在來屆大選會以手中一票告訴國陣他們的不滿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;燃油一夜調升，《獨立新聞在線》讀者有話說！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ktteokt：阿都拉的最后一擊&lt;br /&gt;看來阿都拉是准備倒台才出此下策，來個最后一擊。反正大勢已去，還是從人民身上刮取最后老本再下台吧!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;此等首相以及政府是將人民看作“傻瓜”。也只有這些“傻瓜”才會在3月8日將手中神圣一票投給這個騙取人民錢財的國陣政府！那些將手中選票投給國陣的選民到這個時候應該醒悟了吧！掙開你們的眼睛看看你們所選的政府，你們所選的首相是會怎樣對待你們這班“大恩人”！&lt;br /&gt;以民為本：國陣，你准備下台吧!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;國陣是一個沒有什么建樹的政党，讓它繼續執政，人民只有永遠活在煉獄之中。今天國陣主席阿都拉，不理百物高漲的連瑣效應，任意調升汽油多達40%之多，再放任國能七月一日跟著漲价，對人民來講肯定是雪上加霜，民不聊生。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;政府所謂的抗通膨委員會成員不是在睡覺就肯定是弱智的。這么空前的調升油電，肯定搞到嚴重通膨，大大打擊國家經濟，搞到民怨四起，本應大力反對。可是，太令人民失望了。馬來西亞真的是枉為一個石油出口國。口口聲聲講，減少津貼是為了省下錢來發展國家。君不見有什么丰功偉績，再加上中央政府的黑箱作業，《官方机密法令》等等。汽油津貼所省下來的錢肯定不知去向。因為根本沒有任何數据可查，也無人可以過問。那我倒覺得汽油津貼還可以利惠大多數人。&lt;br /&gt;最慘的就是那些窮人，本來預算好本月薪金足夠應付開銷的，一夜間失去了預算。就連我鄰家六十多歲的老頭都恨錯難返的對我家人訴苦。要知道油价一起，所牽涉的骨牌效應可大的不得了。白米食油剛剛漲完了一波，人民喘气還沒完，恐怕又要來第二波的漲潮。到時白米肯定會變成80到100塊一包。還不只呢？之后運輸費跟著漲，日常用品、百貨、外膳通通起价。要知道東西一漲，就很難再有可能降价。現在一個月賺兩千塊恐怕也不夠養妻活儿了！人民難找吃，犯罪率肯定直線上升。這种爛政府，高高在上太久了，根本漠視民間疾苦。還要來干嘛!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人民當時投選你，就是要你努力的搞好國家經濟，讓人民安居樂業，提高人民的生活水准而不是生活開銷。為人民建造最完善的交通基建，減少人民買車的需要。可是你們偏偏為了一個“普騰”的虛名，而故意忽視交通基建的迫切性。那些所謂的聯營或私有化計划，都是讓財富凝聚于少數有政治背景人手中。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;國陣啊！國陣啊！是人民在養你們的。在下一屆大選之前，你們自己看著辦吧！人民的眼睛是雪亮的。別怪我們到時手下無情！&lt;br /&gt;有能者居之是千古不變的道理。既然給了你們50年机會都不能胜任，身為老板的人民就只好將你們這些庸才放逐回鄉下耕田算了！還有口口聲聲說代表大馬華裔的馬華公會的那些酒肉飯袋也難辭其究，通通跟我滾吧!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Babi-N：午夜汽油起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;為什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一、政府不能先用筆錢，把公共交通弄好才起价，好讓人民可以面對汽油起价和雙贏？現在有如逼我們沒有選擇余地打貴油繼續駕車上班。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二、政府不能在一天以上之前通知人民油將起价？導致人民浪費無謂的汽油排長龍等打油......不是更浪費嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三、為什么不等有完善的构思，計划和布局才宣布他們的計划？每次都弄得亂七八糟，和讓我們覺得多位部長級的頭腦原來是甘榜型和不能辦大事的一群垃圾。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四、政府不完全開放完所有的付費道路，正如皇冠鎮的事件，原來一個小地方的收費站，一個月可有几十万的收入。那白蒲大道一整年的收入不是已回本了嗎？政府有必要將全付費道路開通，因為這是我們人民的錢，和那土地也是屬于我們每一個人民的。況且現在汽油那么貴，要是全都開通了，很多時候我們都可以以最短的路程和花最少的油到目的地。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實多年來，我們不是因為政府的津貼被寵坏，而是政府把我們玩弄得越來越慘，因為：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一、多年來，為了保護某些种族，不隨意發公共交通准證，而導致我們國家到今天為止不完整和不方便。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二、為了不讓國產車的員工失業和員工的家人面對經濟狀況，政府不提升公共交通而逼我們人民買車。老實說，誰想花三分一的薪水和欠銀行几年的債務來供一輛不安全的車來為了方便進出？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三、十年多了，咱們的輕快鐵竟然從沒發展和提升過他們的路線和車站，都是因為政府的策略和繁瑣的過程。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四、這些年來，我們有得選擇嗎？政府說起价就起价，難道身為領導人不是一個會未雨綢繆的人嗎？難道除了實行起价就不能有其他的作為來解決問題嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后，我們很多人都可以看出，馬來西亞的未來，將會成為世界第二個印尼。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nextknight：油起价，起得合理乎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;國際油价飆升，國內汽油起价再所難免。但漲幅合理嗎？隨著國際油价高漲，國油的國際業務營業額也一起水漲船高，所納的稅也相應提高。政府還是可以用多余的石油稅收來津貼人民，而不是任由國油賺取更高的盈利。因為石油資源屬于國家人民，而不是一小撮人。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Piangoule：一發...全身&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;油价一漲就是41%，然而通貨膨脹仍可維持在4%至5%，可能嗎？再怎么無知的人都知道，汽油一起价，除了空气与陽光外，還有什么東西和它沒有關系。&lt;br /&gt;副首相納吉早就說過了，我國的石油只能再開采五年，如果這些政府領導人真的愛民、愛國，那又為何繼續出口石油？為何到處考察后我國的公共交通仍沒改善？政府花了比別人貴几倍的价錢買回來的先進武器最后也只能當作裝飾品！核能發電厂又如同不計時炸彈，有誰愿意有它在住家附近？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要人民改變生活方式，從領導人做起吧！思維、心態也必須同時改變。因此，首先，所有的官車都改成普騰賽嘉（Proton Saga）；再者，大人物出門時，不要再有一大堆人幫忙開路了！台灣總統馬英九都可以搭快鐵出席國宴了；官老爺們，用行動告訴老百姓，你是真的愛國愛民。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kk.cy：為什么電費起价？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;也非議為何電費也隨著調漲？他質問道：“為什么政府允許電費起价？難道減少天然气津貼會讓國能虧損？2007年國能淨盈利為馬幣40億6760万元，難道減少天然气津貼導致國能今年賺少過馬幣40億元就是虧損嗎？為什么這些受保護的公司盈利一定要年年上升？去年賺馬幣40億元，今年賺馬幣10億或20億元就叫虧損嗎？當年將一些公司私營化難道就是要魚肉人民百姓？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wyeekiat：不要為反對而反對&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;安華說過在野党當朝的話，以他“過去”不曾讓汽油漲价的記錄，一定能控制油价，甚至降低油价。黃錦河先生看來是在貫徹上頭的立場。&lt;br /&gt;可是，安華只是政治人物，不是經濟鬼才，而真正的經濟界精英反而都站在逐步撤銷汽油津貼的立場，請問人民聯盟還要為反對而反對嗎？民盟當然是代表民意，也的确沒有任何人民喜歡買以高价買生活必需品，問題是，國際油价的确不斷上漲，已經不是安華可以拿他掌權那個年代的“威水史”來吹噓的時候了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我國的財政支出很大一部分靠國油公司的收入，這是經濟結构使然，如果在津貼方面的支出不斷升高時，毫不猶豫地繼續“奮身”，有考慮到國家在其他方面的發展嗎？就算在野党上台，安華當首相，就算真能降低油价或至少不讓汽油漲价，不讓他的“威水史”斷層，讓人民感覺良好，他如何保證國家的發展与進步？我們只需要一個不求有功，只求無過的政府、首相嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;新加坡有很強大的其他經濟支柱，進步過我們，尚且沒有津貼汽油，而我國很依賴國油的收入，沒有很強大的其他支柱，如何能把發展的資金繼續用來制造美好感覺？我倒宁愿人民短痛，而政府如果把省下來的資金用在設法讓經濟轉型，到時才是談讓國油收入充作津貼的時候，或到時油產完蛋，之前的經濟轉型剛好能繼續支撐國家經濟。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3月8日在野党贏了不少，兩線制有望，大家都很高興，所以不應該仍然走民粹主義路線，表態時請有點“候任政府”的樣子，不然就真的只能是“反對党”了。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/1649777046165832661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-vie-en-rose.html' title='LA VIE EN ROSE'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/SEUPcdCk-gI/AAAAAAAAAJw/X1ESjVve8l4/s72-c/la_vie_en_rose_movie_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-9090097235231287728</id><published>2008-04-07T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T03:01:46.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>《C+偵探》A+影片</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R_sSMubT3GI/AAAAAAAAAJo/djfLKvZtFTc/s1600-h/detective.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186759405677567074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R_sSMubT3GI/AAAAAAAAAJo/djfLKvZtFTc/s320/detective.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;某位香港演員曾說過他會選到適合的劇本才演戲。我非常同意。一個好劇本加上好演技﹐會讓一位演員得到某程度的肯定。自從看了郭富城的《父子》後﹐對他另眼相看﹐覺得他走的路線越來越藝術﹐而且很挑戰演技的電影。所以對他的演的戲﹐潛意識不會掛上“港產片”的名頭了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;能拍得好的懸疑片導演﹐在我腦海裡首推是M NIGHT SHYAMALAN﹐他是高手。《C+偵探》之前﹐我根本沒聽過彭順這個人。由于他是本身是電影底片調色師﹐大大發揮顏色的魔力﹐營造懸疑和恐怖氣氛﹐很多讓人屏息的情節。恐怖之余又很藝術﹐有些場面讓我想起王家衛的《阿飛正傳》。導演並不貪心﹐沒有過份玩弄顏色技巧。從此﹐彭順不會難忘的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一直以來﹐郭富城是個偶像派。不是嗎﹖有誰喜歡他的歌呢﹖當然他有經典作。沒想到他的演技越來越好﹐是他會選劇本嗎﹖在《C+》裡﹐他是個私家偵探。由于高度近視﹐不能當上警察。但是他沒有放棄他與生俱來的偵探精神﹐喜歡推理和追根究底的個性﹐聰明和勇敢﹐怎麼好都好﹐他卻是個生意不好的私家偵探﹐直到有一天泥醉的成奎安給了一筆巨款他﹐一連續奇怪命案延續而來。經典的問題來了﹕誰到底是兇手﹖看郭富城怎樣破解這宗A級命案吧﹗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只奉勸各位別在半夜一個人看﹐懸疑不僅傷腦筋﹐還給恐怖氣氛嚇個半死﹐雙重打擊之下﹐你哪會睡得著呢﹖&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-9090097235231287728?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/9090097235231287728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=9090097235231287728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/9090097235231287728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/9090097235231287728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2008/04/ca.html' title='《C+偵探》A+影片'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R_sSMubT3GI/AAAAAAAAAJo/djfLKvZtFTc/s72-c/detective.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-817462791151370754</id><published>2008-04-03T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T04:29:07.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>寫劉青雲《我要成名》</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R_XBr-bT3FI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xqGvz_neAtk/s1600-h/mfil2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185263507223075922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R_XBr-bT3FI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xqGvz_neAtk/s320/mfil2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;我自小就看劉青雲演戲﹐而且劉青雲演過很多戲。我覺得他成功的地方不是他把憨直﹑粗野演得好﹐而是他儘量把自己在每部戲製造另一人﹐就是角色出來。看去好像一樣﹐其實如果比較一下﹐他好像在演不同人的傻法。他的演技真的很好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在《我要成名》裡﹐潘家輝是一個對演戲執著又有天份的演員﹐可是他憤世嫉俗又不肯妥協的原則﹐導致他的事業坎坷。戲裡頭的角色﹐除了劉青雲本身之外﹐大多數人都用原名﹐真真假假﹐可是我就是看不到劉青雲的影子﹐好像相信真的有個人叫潘家輝﹗——他真的是名符其實的影帝。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有關娛樂圈的辛酸史的電影拍了不少了﹐我記得《戲劇之王》也是說著同樣的故事。《我》傳達了許多訊息﹐但是沒有羅羅嗦嗦的道理﹐只是利用主角處於無奈和矛盾反應﹐真讓我笑中帶淚了﹐回味無窮。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;潘家輝﹕「我很高興獲得這個獎﹐但是去年這個獎是窩囊拿的﹐而今年我拿。真是拿來搞嗎﹖」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是不是劉青雲的皮膚天生黝黑才能把黑色幽默演好呢﹖&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-817462791151370754?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/817462791151370754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=817462791151370754' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/817462791151370754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/817462791151370754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_03.html' title='寫劉青雲《我要成名》'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R_XBr-bT3FI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xqGvz_neAtk/s72-c/mfil2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-1695385020500977347</id><published>2008-03-26T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T04:27:44.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poets'/><title type='text'>名對聯</title><content type='html'>小弟獻醜了﹐膽敢以粗略的學識來公開作品﹐有望前輩賜教﹕&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原名﹕佩佩&lt;br /&gt;佩佩小玉掛衣裳&lt;br /&gt;服服大妝插扁簪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原名﹕銘恩&lt;br /&gt;銘文刻鼎記春秋&lt;br /&gt;恩澤留名傳千古&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原名﹕雨林&lt;br /&gt;雨後晴空長萬里&lt;br /&gt;林前曙光耀千秋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你要我為你寫副聯也沒關係﹐志在交流。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-1695385020500977347?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/1695385020500977347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=1695385020500977347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/1695385020500977347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/1695385020500977347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_26.html' title='名對聯'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-5690698521049152071</id><published>2008-03-03T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T04:32:39.934-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>青山行</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R8vouIOBilI/AAAAAAAAAJY/LyzvLHqOfZM/s1600-h/jungle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173484476143077970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R8vouIOBilI/AAAAAAAAAJY/LyzvLHqOfZM/s320/jungle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;我喜歡青山行﹐多少和怡保有關係吧﹗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怡保有名叫山城﹐它是我的家鄉。那裡到處可見遠處朦朧的山巒﹐成波浪形連接在一起﹔遠近的對比下﹐層次感頗像水墨畫裡的山石﹔山不在高﹐有仙則靈﹐也有很多帶著神秘色彩的山洞﹐形成今天香火鼎盛的寺廟﹐如霹靂洞﹐三寶洞﹐南天洞﹐極樂洞﹐太上老君洞和觀音洞等。還有些山洞較偏僻和寂寂無名的﹐就只有那些神秘的宗教團體的信徒才曉得它們的存在。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活在吉隆坡那麼久﹐我也常到處和朋友探步過不同的山。目前已到過BUKIT TABUR﹐BUKIT ANGSI﹐BUKIT GASING以及GUNUNG NUANG。BUKIT GASING是幾乎每星期天都會去的。這種熱情也慢慢地感染了別人。有伴一齊更難得﹐所以我們儘量堅持到這裡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很喜歡聞到青山的味道﹐好像初生的嬰孩喜歡聞母親的味道一樣。每次走一躺﹐就好像投入它的懷抱﹐哺乳著我一樣﹐走出來後﹐都是心曠神怡。然後很快活地吃一頓早餐。可以的話﹐補上一個懶洋洋的午覺。這就是人生﹗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每次回鄉﹐都沒到萬里望山走一躺。真的要試一次﹐重投它的懷抱﹐去回味一下童年也好﹐抒發也好﹐反正我深信回家時是抱著怎樣的心情。這樣﹐算不算瀟灑走一回呢﹖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-5690698521049152071?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/5690698521049152071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=5690698521049152071' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/5690698521049152071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/5690698521049152071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='青山行'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R8vouIOBilI/AAAAAAAAAJY/LyzvLHqOfZM/s72-c/jungle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-1826372933339148861</id><published>2008-02-26T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T17:24:18.738-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Bombay Palace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R8S2j0a4zvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/QUI4lPDmkLc/s1600-h/IMG_5436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171458998611267314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R8S2j0a4zvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/QUI4lPDmkLc/s320/IMG_5436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R8S2kUa4zwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/GlPFwcFExLk/s1600-h/IMG_5438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171459007201201922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R8S2kUa4zwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/GlPFwcFExLk/s320/IMG_5438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R8S2k0a4zxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cbeInmzs5Cc/s1600-h/IMG_5439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171459015791136530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R8S2k0a4zxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cbeInmzs5Cc/s320/IMG_5439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R8S2lEa4zyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/bZaHCoQv0L0/s1600-h/DSC01819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171459020086103842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R8S2lEa4zyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/bZaHCoQv0L0/s320/DSC01819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R8S2lka4zzI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MF3eXwNumR0/s1600-h/DSC01822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171459028676038450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R8S2lka4zzI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MF3eXwNumR0/s320/DSC01822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bombay Palace: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Location: &lt;a href="http://my.pagenation.com/kul/Bombay%20Palace_101.722_3.1536.map"&gt;http://my.pagenation.com/kul/Bombay%20Palace_101.722_3.1536.map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Comment:&lt;br /&gt;If you are the first timer, please do some researches on the menu before you go, because it is an 100% Indian Restaurant, otherwise you will take some times to identify what is the name of each dish mean for, and it has more than 100 types of dishes. Well, don't worry, I may help you some.  These 2 colourful dishes: The green one is called "Palak Paneer", it is made of spinish and cheese. So, make sure you like cheese and taste is special (To some people may be bad, so I'd better put "Special"); the orange one is called "Chicken Tikka Masala", for details, refer to &lt;a href="http://www.bombay-palace.com/page/o04t/Menu.html"&gt;http://www.bombay-palace.com/page/o04t/Menu.html&lt;/a&gt;. If you are getting thirsty, you may order Mango Lassi to moisturise your heaty and dry throat.  At last but not least, if you plan to bring your love one(s) at night, make sure you book before you go.  Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-1826372933339148861?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/1826372933339148861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=1826372933339148861' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/1826372933339148861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/1826372933339148861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2008/02/bombay-palace.html' title='Bombay Palace'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R8S2j0a4zvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/QUI4lPDmkLc/s72-c/IMG_5436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-2135560375838717746</id><published>2007-12-19T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T06:41:48.269-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poets'/><title type='text'>詩@爬蟲類</title><content type='html'>《路線 》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女說&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我低頭看你&lt;br /&gt;你以為我靦婰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實我想說&lt;br /&gt;你忘記拉上褲鍊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男說&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我睜大眼睛&lt;br /&gt;你以為我大驚小怪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實我想說&lt;br /&gt;有塊東西掛在你鼻孔上&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;噢&lt;br /&gt;原來彼此關心路線&lt;br /&gt;都不一樣&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-2135560375838717746?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/2135560375838717746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=2135560375838717746' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/2135560375838717746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/2135560375838717746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_2505.html' title='詩@爬蟲類'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-7014557876947129691</id><published>2007-12-19T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T18:13:46.496-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>年尾計劃</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R2kjnYHJGXI/AAAAAAAAAIo/KC1YKjFJr2M/s1600-h/ist2_2491583_boring_bloke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145683208641780082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R2kjnYHJGXI/AAAAAAAAAIo/KC1YKjFJr2M/s320/ist2_2491583_boring_bloke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;最近﹐在上班時間發現車道上的車輛少了很多。我檢查手機裡有沒有惡作劇的簡訊﹕暴動﹑水災﹑設路障。沒有﹐可以安心付了兩塊二的過路費﹐痛心地去上班。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;啊~該是年尾了。有很多人擠滿自己的日程表計劃去旅行﹐所以上班的人自然很少﹐連打電話來投訴公司電腦系統慢的人也少了。也許﹐他們會在日記裡頭寫下﹕&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「一月二日零八年﹕記得投訴(語氣要兇狠)﹗」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然後安心地去旅行。是的﹐你們會在明年計劃什麼呢﹖有沒有像我所面對的投訴客那樣有計劃﹐投訴也來個計劃﹐厲害到旁邊還備註該用什麼語氣﹐恐怕自己投訴時不知道該怎麼開口。死不死﹖他們該是預想到﹐如果是彬彬有禮是行不通的——「喂﹐請問是不是XX公司﹖我叫芬露。我可以浪費你5分鐘的時間來投訴嗎﹖」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我通常問朋友年尾有什麼計劃﹐但他們總是這樣說﹕“你別講我啦﹐你呢﹖你又計劃什麼﹖常常騙我講出所有計劃後自己又不講﹐豈有此理﹐你講先啦﹗”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好吧﹐我講﹐我講﹕&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「由于今年過得不錯﹐認識了不少女的﹐男的﹐真擔心明年不如今年﹐認識女生人數下降。所以我也要組團去旅行﹐還要在日記的一月二日零八年的空格填上﹕記得請病假(喝多點水)。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好啦﹐講完啦﹐就依計行事吧﹗各位聖誕快樂﹗&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-7014557876947129691?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/7014557876947129691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=7014557876947129691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/7014557876947129691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/7014557876947129691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_19.html' title='年尾計劃'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R2kjnYHJGXI/AAAAAAAAAIo/KC1YKjFJr2M/s72-c/ist2_2491583_boring_bloke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-1451869624303405311</id><published>2007-12-16T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T16:48:23.194-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>讓人擔心的馬來西亞</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;摘於獨立線上-www.merdekareview.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【維護媒体獨立撰稿人聯盟組稿／李偉江撰述】&lt;br /&gt;兩個星期前，一場四万人的淨選盟（BERSIH）大游行把我們的政府給嚇坏了。這是馬來西亞近十年來最大型的示威，看到許多示威前和示威后的官方言論，真不得不讓我擔心馬來西亞領導人的素質。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;首相說：“這不是馬來西亞的生活方式。我國是個民主國家，而這樣的集會為我國所不容。”他還說，示威游行不是促進改革的辦法。“我希望人民能理解，這類‘街頭民主’不是促進改革的辦法，而人民不接受這种舉措。人民愿意以和平方式進行改革。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這等言論看是合理，其實是謬論連篇。什么是馬來西亞的生活方式？馬來西亞的生活方式由誰來定義？一位民選的首相可以決定國民的“生活方式”應該是怎樣的“方式”嗎？他何德何能？要讓選他出來做工的老板們符合他的“方式”來過活？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;更何況，我國若是個真正的民主國家，就更應該允許示威的存在，因為那是人民表達不滿的行為之一。若一個政府施政得宜，示威的情況應該不會或很少存在。現在這种情況，說明了人們無法有效地通過官方所謂的“正常”管道來表達不滿，所以才示威。即使是高度民主的歐美國家，面對示威游行，只要沒有傷及其他人的公共利益，警察還會為他們開路，維持秩序呢！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;敢于表達不滿促成文藝复興&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;再者，我們可愛的政治人物們應該都知道（有上過歷史課吧？），歐洲當初會有文藝复興、法國大革命等跨越性的文明進步，正是因為有很多人敢于挑戰傳統，敢于表達不滿，敢于改革。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;示威，正是這些喚醒改革的方法之一，所以怎么可以說游行不是改革的辦法呢？如果示威能夠制造壓力，迫使政府革除弊端，就更應該保護人民的這項權利。更何況如果是屬和平非暴力的示威，國民除了應該夾道歡迎之外，政府更沒有任何禁止它的理由。要改革又不讓人挑你的毛病，那改個屁啊？明顯的一個邏輯矛盾。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，首相一廂情愿說人民不接受這种舉措，人民愿意以和平方式改革，其實說的都是自己的想法。如果人民真得不接受這种舉動，為什么在警方大力打擊下還會有四万多人參与游行呢？更遺憾的是，我們親愛的首相女婿凱里（左圖）不僅沒看到滔天民怨，還大聲疾呼參与游行的人都是猴子，要把所有猴子都抓起來，結果使自己看起來更像只气急敗坏的猴子！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;更好笑的是，警察說集會要合法，要申請准證。但試問警方什么時候曾經發出准證給批評政府的示威游行？在馬來西亞的歷史上似乎還未出現過。要別人申請，卻又從來不批准，這豈不是循環論證，總之就是不給你游行？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;馬來西亞在這一群邏輯有問題、一味硬拗，想法一廂情愿罔顧民意卻又沾沾自喜的領導人管理下，能有什么明天嗎？讓你送100個太空人上太空又怎樣？不知什么時候，我們才能擺脫這种大頭政策泛濫，貪污濫權橫行和民主自由低落的日子？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;面對著飄浮不定的油价，貪婪的南北大盜拼命漲价，日益嚴重的治安問題（連躲在家里不出門也會被人強暴），印度同胞的另一次示威又被警方暴力對付，我不禁感嘆，我們的國家真的有希望嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真是讓人擔心的馬來西亞。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-1451869624303405311?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/1451869624303405311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=1451869624303405311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/1451869624303405311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/1451869624303405311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_16.html' title='讓人擔心的馬來西亞'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-5054548004150673650</id><published>2007-12-03T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T04:29:47.527-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Little Miss Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R1TR6RTjdNI/AAAAAAAAAIg/WUEojjTVvy8/s1600-R/sunshine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139963873744614610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R1TR6RTjdNI/AAAAAAAAAIg/37u9cusENB4/s320/sunshine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Each person has different characters and thinkings, but they have same journey.  I see life in this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-5054548004150673650?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/5054548004150673650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=5054548004150673650' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/5054548004150673650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/5054548004150673650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='Little Miss Sunshine'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R1TR6RTjdNI/AAAAAAAAAIg/37u9cusENB4/s72-c/sunshine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-6607719815887420636</id><published>2007-12-03T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T04:31:53.593-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>As Good As It Gets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R1TQwxTjdMI/AAAAAAAAAIY/V6HaLSQ2jFM/s1600-R/asgood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139962611024229570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R1TQwxTjdMI/AAAAAAAAAIY/E5BxuVI-9fE/s320/asgood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really to see Jack Nicholson's style.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-6607719815887420636?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/6607719815887420636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=6607719815887420636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/6607719815887420636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/6607719815887420636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/12/director-james-l.html' title='As Good As It Gets'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/R1TQwxTjdMI/AAAAAAAAAIY/E5BxuVI-9fE/s72-c/asgood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-206188439675480018</id><published>2007-10-12T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T01:09:01.517-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Mt. Kinabalu</title><content type='html'>Whoever wants to reach a distant goal, must take many small steps. - Helmul Schimdt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt. Kinabalu from far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rw8o6zOBYzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NIILZ4nG4j0/s1600-h/IMG_5179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120356291990086450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rw8o6zOBYzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NIILZ4nG4j0/s320/IMG_5179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rw8otzOBYyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/dcuHCF9IfkI/s1600-h/IMG_5199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120356068651787042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rw8otzOBYyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/dcuHCF9IfkI/s320/IMG_5199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rw8pzjOBY1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Pi54JvYEP6Y/s1600-h/IMG_5238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120357266947662674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rw8pzjOBY1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Pi54JvYEP6Y/s320/IMG_5238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rw8pezOBY0I/AAAAAAAAAII/vnbXt9EJr30/s1600-h/_MG_6786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120356910465377090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rw8pezOBY0I/AAAAAAAAAII/vnbXt9EJr30/s320/_MG_6786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, I am at top of Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-206188439675480018?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/206188439675480018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=206188439675480018' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/206188439675480018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/206188439675480018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/10/mt-kinabalu.html' title='Mt. Kinabalu'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rw8o6zOBYzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NIILZ4nG4j0/s72-c/IMG_5179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-3070795561366347314</id><published>2007-09-30T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T22:29:14.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Anger Management</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RwBsBzOBYxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Sl-uAgcALvU/s1600-h/anger_management.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116207954877571858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RwBsBzOBYxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Sl-uAgcALvU/s320/anger_management.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Temper's the one thing you can't get rid of by losing it" - Dr. B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are not much lecturing and deep theories about anger management in this movie. For what I can see, anger is actually come from "Fear".  The book that written by Dr. B in this movie, "kNOw Buddy Care", is implying us not to care TOO MUCH how others look at you, just be brave to be who you are.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2003&lt;br /&gt;Director: Peter Segal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actors: Adam Sandler, Jack Nicholson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-3070795561366347314?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/3070795561366347314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=3070795561366347314' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/3070795561366347314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/3070795561366347314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/09/anger-management.html' title='Anger Management'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RwBsBzOBYxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Sl-uAgcALvU/s72-c/anger_management.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-3168661236753163122</id><published>2007-09-30T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T22:32:59.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Confessions of an Economic Hit Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RwBq7DOBYwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/035s6nBq1RU/s1600-h/hitman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116206739401827074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RwBq7DOBYwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/035s6nBq1RU/s320/hitman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is to take off the clothes of those dirty game behind the economy game that we don't know, to see through how the "big guy" play around the world in their palm. I strongly recommend to those who have great interest to know about Globalization. After you read it, GNP may mean more than the figure that you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author: John Perkin (The real person of the story)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-3168661236753163122?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/3168661236753163122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=3168661236753163122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/3168661236753163122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/3168661236753163122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/09/confessions-of-economic-hit-man.html' title='Confessions of an Economic Hit Man'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RwBq7DOBYwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/035s6nBq1RU/s72-c/hitman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-917999741172036953</id><published>2007-09-30T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T19:56:39.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Mt. Kinabalu Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Oct 2007 - [Chapter 1: Unpredictable]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's pretty unpredictable what will happen? It's pretty nervious because everything unpredictable. Because of this, I can't wait Mt.Kinabalur will surprise me. Man, it's 4 days to go, all the time I just hope I am already there for next day. I couldn't abstrain myself and stop my exciting feeling day by day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, there is something left haven't set in. What I worry is my physical condition? Other than that, just let it be. Don't know how sublime at the top of world? Whatever will be, have to see it... May God bless me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 Oct 2007 - [Chapter 2: Preparation]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, I have bought whatever I need for this trip, except some clean clothes haven't got back.  Now, it is the question for me whether my emotion and physical are ready?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-917999741172036953?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/917999741172036953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=917999741172036953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/917999741172036953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/917999741172036953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/09/mt-kinabalu-trip.html' title='Mt. Kinabalu Trip'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-1089460882274773116</id><published>2007-08-15T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>一場探戈</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RsLebBLeNgI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uuVCjsmuZ3k/s1600-h/tango-ii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098882283891209730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RsLebBLeNgI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uuVCjsmuZ3k/s320/tango-ii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;舞者以凝重的表情握住對方﹐擺出一幅優雅﹐等待着小提琴打破沉默。急而不放﹐緩而不慢﹐干淨磊落是探戈的特徵。每一步都很壓抑﹐弦聲可隨時引發那股按捺不住的憂鬱。他們會因為小提琴一時發出尖促的聲音﹐突然激情地擺出很有力度姿態而停頓﹐壓抑已久的情緒盡情怒放﹐瞬間美化兩個脆弱的靈魂﹔未間斷弦聲又悠悠奏起﹐逮住所有的情感。意猶未盡之下再度帶領他們回到醞釀憂鬱的維谷裡。此時不同的是﹐雙方已是惺惺惜惺惺﹐期望著下一度高潮﹐一起抒發。即將接近尾聲﹐大提琴以沉重的弦聲交待兩人的無奈﹐完成一場探戈——淒美就凝固在樂章的休止符裡。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;想來一場探戈嗎﹖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shallwedancestudio.zoomshare.com/"&gt;http://shallwedancestudio.zoomshare.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shallwedancestudio.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://shallwedancestudio.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-1089460882274773116?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/1089460882274773116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=1089460882274773116' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/1089460882274773116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/1089460882274773116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='一場探戈'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RsLebBLeNgI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uuVCjsmuZ3k/s72-c/tango-ii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-212426162020270245</id><published>2007-08-14T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T04:48:37.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Small Matters'/><title type='text'>Backpain</title><content type='html'>As prepared for Mt. Kinabalu trip, I climb here and there recently.  Unfortunately, I hurt by spine at Mt. Angsi in Kuala Pilah.  Quite frustrated, because when I turn my back, it will pain...  Urghh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-212426162020270245?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/212426162020270245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=212426162020270245' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/212426162020270245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/212426162020270245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/08/backpain.html' title='Backpain'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-3439075620195128919</id><published>2007-07-27T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>推薦文章﹕坦誠之不易</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RqnfFoK3-lI/AAAAAAAAAGs/6jmbR1iYdlw/s1600-h/s1689904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091846141494426194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RqnfFoK3-lI/AAAAAAAAAGs/6jmbR1iYdlw/s320/s1689904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 作者﹕龍應台&lt;br /&gt;摘於﹕《請用文明來說服我》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　有些非常具体的時刻，我強烈地以身為台灣人覺得羞恥。譬如打開新聞頻道，听見年輕的記者報道一個婦人因為怀疑丈夫出軌而下毒，毒死了丈夫和自己的孩子。記者的語气義正辭嚴，充滿自以為是的“法官”高姿態不說，他不斷強調這是一個“越南”婦人，她用的是“越南毒藥”，最后還要加上自己的評語，“這是典型落后國家的悲劇”。他口中的“落后國家”當然說的是越南。&lt;br /&gt;　　一個“女人”，或者“人”，所犯下的普遍的罪行，在這個記者的眼中卻成為某一個种族，一個他認為“落后”的國家和“落后”的文化所產生的特別行為。台灣經濟的相對進步在他的世界認知里，已經轉化成一种道德上的优越。&lt;br /&gt;　　記者本身不自覺荒謬，社會也不覺得這种世界觀有問題，因為在媒体上，這种姿態，這种陳述，是常態。如果我們追問，這個記者的世界觀究竟是怎么形成的？為什么這樣的態度會被一個文明社會所容忍？在這樣重要的公共空間里散播這种世界觀，會教出什么樣的下一代公民？追問下去，除了羞恥之外，我更覺得不安。&lt;br /&gt;　　然而，一個年輕記者的無知幼稚所可能造成的影響，跟每天在電視鏡頭上出現，面目凜然而滿嘴謊言的政治人物比較起來，又算什么呢？和各形各色的統治者和統治政權寫進教科書里的半真半假而且還自成系統的世界觀比起來，又算什么呢？&lt;br /&gt;　　蘇珊桑塔格在2004年12月28日過世了。嚴肅的女性知識分子，卻又如此長期地受到大眾傳媒的注視，成為有思想的男性的“性感象征”和“女性知識分子的典范”，桑塔格是极為獨特的。博學多才，而對公共責任又一肩扛起，也是一個罕見的檔案。在越戰的愛國情緒高漲中，她到河內去譴責美國，說美國是一個以“种族屠殺起家”的國家，“注定要沒落”。到了上個世紀80年代，她糾正自己對社會主義的浪漫情怀，使得左傾的知識分子對她強烈不諒解。到了1990年代，她更親自走進薩拉熱窩導演《等待戈多》，批判左傾戰友對于戰爭的態度缺乏道德擔當。&lt;br /&gt;　　她似乎不怕任何爭議，在關鍵的歷史時刻，說出最不符合“政治正确”的話。“911”事件才過兩周，美國人還在极深的駭异和哀痛中，電視上政治人物用宗教的語言控訴伊斯蘭暴徒，大談團結愛國，電視新聞主播和評論專家呼吁共同對外，整個美國沉浸在一种同仇敵愾的集体情緒中。在濃烈的民族愛國激情里，桑塔格卻發表了這樣的文章：&lt;br /&gt;　　上周的殘暴現實和電視上公眾人物自以為是的欺騙簡直令人惊异，令人沮喪。媒体人儼然在進行一個愚民運動。這次的襲擊不是一個“懦夫”在跟“文明”、“自由”、“人類”或什么“自由世界”對著干，而是對一個自封為“世界超強國”的攻擊，是美國本身的政策和行動所招來的一种后果———誰敢這樣承認？多少美國人認識到是美國在對伊拉克轟炸？如果一定要用“懦夫”這個字眼的話，用它來描繪那些從安全的高空遠距离進行轟炸的人還比較适當，不能用來形容那些愿意犧牲自己生命去殺人的人。勇气是個道德中性詞，說他們什么都可以，但不能說他們沒有勇气……我們有個机器人似的總統，他告訴我們美國如何屹立不屈，公眾人物成群結隊地表態支持總統……對于真相的隱瞞不言，實在不配一個成熟的民主社會……民主應該有的辯論和面對現實真相的坦誠被集体治療所取代。&lt;br /&gt;　　我們可以集体哀悼，但是別讓我們集体愚蠢。&lt;br /&gt;　　在這樣集体激情的時刻，說這樣“不愛國”的話，桑塔格馬上被某些媒体指為拉丹和薩達姆的同路人，一個標准“叛徒”。&lt;br /&gt;　　成為“叛徒”，桑塔格所做的也不過是堅持一种不媚俗、不討好主流民意的坦誠而已，在專制結构里，坦誠是勇气；在民主体制里，坦誠不只是勇气，還是智慧。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-3439075620195128919?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/3439075620195128919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=3439075620195128919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/3439075620195128919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/3439075620195128919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/07/20041228801990-911.html' title='推薦文章﹕坦誠之不易'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RqnfFoK3-lI/AAAAAAAAAGs/6jmbR1iYdlw/s72-c/s1689904.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-3697346305367475592</id><published>2007-07-06T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>回顧後感</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Ro5ZYpogUbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Yk6WjY59cho/s1600-h/clock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Ro5ZYpogUbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Yk6WjY59cho/s320/clock.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084099309375345074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   回顧上半年的表現﹐發現很多地方有改進﹐也有因為很多地方退步了﹐抵銷之下﹐&lt;br /&gt;結果是“沒什麼表現”。下半年的七月也開始了﹐翻開桌面的日曆﹐有句座右銘寫&lt;br /&gt;在上面﹐Perseverance helps you swallow the challenges in life。一語擊中要&lt;br /&gt;點﹐那些“沒有什麼表現”的原因從那句話已經知道了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   曾經聽過這麼一句話﹕It's not when you start, it's where you finish。在回&lt;br /&gt;顧表現當中﹐發現自己開始了很多小計劃﹐可是很多不是中途放棄﹐就是一拖再拖。&lt;br /&gt;真的﹐當你開始一樣事情時﹐就要下決心完成。如果不打算完成﹐乾脆別開始好﹐&lt;br /&gt;免得浪費時間和增加愧疚感。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   最後﹐我發現除了以上皆是外﹐還有一樣——FOCUS。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-3697346305367475592?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/3697346305367475592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=3697346305367475592' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/3697346305367475592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/3697346305367475592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='回顧後感'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Ro5ZYpogUbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Yk6WjY59cho/s72-c/clock.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-3844016887288252879</id><published>2007-06-20T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>金馬崙茶山一幕</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RnkG2GZzyDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CFthelqP01E/s1600-h/IMG_4959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RnkG2GZzyDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CFthelqP01E/s320/IMG_4959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078097581338511410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;紛紛的細雨灑在遠處山巒﹐一格格的茶樹像積木塊嵌滿在山麓。我脫下眼鏡﹐揉揉干澀的眼睛﹐讓帶冷又濕的微風抹抹我的臉﹐精神即刻抖擻起來。座落在斜坡上的咖啡店﹐今天光顧的旅客不多﹐倒是個好時刻讓我靜靜地欣賞這裡的風景。閉起眼睛﹐讓耳朵去聽風﹐偶爾喝幾口微溫的紅茶﹐吃幾塊甜品布朗尼蛋糕(BROWNIE)﹐個中的滋味難于形容。其實簡單的配搭就可以享受到人間仙境了。或許在喧鬧的城市太久了﹐如今找到一個寧靜的地方讓自己釋放一下﹐才會有這樣的體會。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不打算拍下很多風景照﹐儘量和大自然貼近。所到每個地方﹐我都會用心去觀察週圍的人與物。猶記得中學有位老師提起大學念書時﹐他的教授帶他們到原野聽小草的呼吸。當時﹐聽起來﹐是個極荒謬的事。現在﹐明白了。越細心去注意不起眼的東西﹐你的心越得到安寧﹐想要進入這個境界就是用聽﹐尤其身處于大自然。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當心如止水時﹐很容易和自己對話。同行的朋友四年前都來過﹐和現在比較﹐他們改變許多。A和B結了婚還帶了小孩來﹔C也成婚了帶著妻子來。那並不是在羨慕他們﹐而是感覺我的步伐有點失去方向﹐好像一直以來都在原地踏步﹐始終沒有走出狹窄的框子裡。這兩天一夜的旅程﹐不斷思考這個問題。也許﹐真的要勇敢一點跨出那一步吧﹗難道又等四年後再嘆息嗎﹖&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-3844016887288252879?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/3844016887288252879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=3844016887288252879' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/3844016887288252879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/3844016887288252879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_20.html' title='金馬崙茶山一幕'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RnkG2GZzyDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CFthelqP01E/s72-c/IMG_4959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-7853838277980353822</id><published>2007-06-19T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.537-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>定見</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RnfDzGZzyCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/soOhxjVQv4A/s1600-h/test.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RnfDzGZzyCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/soOhxjVQv4A/s320/test.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077742387543132194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-TW" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;之前常看到一本書叫“定見”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;(MINDSET)&lt;span lang="ZH-TW"&gt;﹐作者是約翰．奈思比。我還未翻閱過﹐可是對書名已有了大概的了解。加上﹐我非常相信“定見”會影響一個人決定﹑想法﹑習慣﹑行動等等﹐或者更嚴重一點地說﹐那會影響我的命運。所以﹐我們要時常反省一下﹐看看自己的定見是否出問題﹖&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;漢語翻譯定見為﹕一定的主張、見解﹔英文的解釋卻說﹕&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;1 : a mental attitude or inclination 2 : a fixed state of mind&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;。簡言之﹐那就是心態。我認為定見的產生是由認知開始﹐認知支配了每個人對同樣的東西持有不同的看法與想法。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-TW" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我們就是依照那些認知立為標準﹐加上慣性的想法﹐才得出一個具體的概念——定見逐漸產生。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-TW"&gt;由古到今﹐每人都只有&lt;/span&gt;24&lt;span lang="ZH-TW"&gt;小時﹐可是偏偏每個人的結果就不一樣﹐就是因為想法出了問題﹐沒有馬上改變自己的定見﹐或抵不住舊有的習慣﹐一直重複在惡性循環中。因此﹐每個人的命運也不同。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-TW"&gt;有天﹐我告訴一位朋友說某機構是很有潛能的。而這位朋友對我的看法存有懷疑﹐他認為該機構常常朝令暮改﹐已累了不少市場上的合組夥伴﹐根本沒有存在價值。其實﹐他說得一點也不錯﹐這樣的機構早就該關門大吉。可是該機構是個法定機構﹐市場上的夥伴是脫離不掉的。它雖然難纏﹐可是它們都是為了將來和標準化這個市場﹐日後一定有它的用處。朋友依然討厭它﹐不認為它有存在價值。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-TW"&gt;我的想法不同﹐既然有它的存在價值又是法定合作夥伴﹐就算它令合作夥伴多麼不便﹐我的討厭不能改變它的存在。不如﹐我想它的好處﹐從中和它配合與支持﹐那麼它就很快就對各夥伴們更有利。這不是“雙贏”嗎﹖&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-TW"&gt;由於我的想法是積極的﹐因此我的行動也是積極的。所以﹐我才不會每天都以討厭的心情去勉強配合它﹐而是充滿期待心看什麼時候會有驚喜。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-7853838277980353822?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/7853838277980353822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=7853838277980353822' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/7853838277980353822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/7853838277980353822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='定見'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RnfDzGZzyCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/soOhxjVQv4A/s72-c/test.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-3785858017522277494</id><published>2007-06-11T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.537-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>Butterfly Effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rm057WZzyBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/X3_SOJTJl8g/s1600-h/test.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rm057WZzyBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/X3_SOJTJl8g/s320/test.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074776046905313298" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a morning, while I was having my breakfast in Mamak (Muslim Indian hawker stall), I heard bang behind me.  Many customers like look at the same direction where a tax was run over a flat divider.  It was only a shock and nothing serious happen.  The tax didn't look bad and was still in good condition.  The driver came out from the car and checked the whole car, and thinking a way to let his car out from the divider.  Some kind pedestrians went in front to offer help.  They try to hold the car boot and let the other side of tire out.  Few tries, they gave up.  The tax driver was getting impatient, he didn't care so much, with full horse power, forcing the other side of the tire run over the divider to come out.  "Dum!" He succeeded!  He tries to leave the place immediately as if he wanted to go somewhere in a rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the helpers shouted at him to stop because they found the oil tank was broken and the petrol was leaking out.  The nervous driver quickly come out and looked what happened.  He didn't know what to do, just use his hand holding the hole to stop the leaking petrol, but he failed.  His head full of sweat, when he tried to use his hand to clean, the petrol on his hand accidentally soak into his eyes.  I could he was full of pain, the Mamak owner told him to wash his hand and eyes in his stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happened at the end because I left the place after my breakfast...  But, I know it must be long day for him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-3785858017522277494?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/3785858017522277494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=3785858017522277494' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/3785858017522277494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/3785858017522277494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/06/butterfly-effect.html' title='Butterfly Effect'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rm057WZzyBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/X3_SOJTJl8g/s72-c/test.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-5543538343106521053</id><published>2007-06-11T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.538-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>School friends like antique</title><content type='html'>Two times going back Ipoh are costly to me, the tolls and petrols are not cheap now, it could me average RM150 per trip back and forth, but it is worth, because attend school friends wedding dinner is something valuable that you can't see through your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answered her that, "I am famous."  That's not my answer I knew.  On the road way back to KL, so many pictures of the last night dinner flied in my mind.  What we talked, teased each other...  We seems like don't change much, only fat or thin.  But, I can't imagiWhen the dinner was going to end last Sunday, my school friend teased me, "Hey, why you attend some many school friends' weeding?"  This question paused me awhile, I just simplyne, these faces was seen 10 years ago or more.  I knew them 1 decade already.  Can I find a new "old friend" tomorrow?  No, there are the only number I know, and I know old friends are decreasing if someone has gone.  They see my faces 10 years old, only them, no one else...  School friends are antique, the longer you get along, the valuable they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, it is a pity when you lost a school friends because of an argument or misunderstanding.  Meantime, new friends are good friends, because later they become your old friends later.  I think that's the reason I like meeting up old friends, it likes digging out antiques in the mystery place.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rm01RWZzx_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/kMC7mGI9zBg/s1600-h/IMG_4895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rm01RWZzx_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/kMC7mGI9zBg/s320/IMG_4895.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074770927304296434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rm01RmZzyAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kvz6DoGKuYY/s1600-h/IMG_4890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rm01RmZzyAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kvz6DoGKuYY/s320/IMG_4890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074770931599263746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-5543538343106521053?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/5543538343106521053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=5543538343106521053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/5543538343106521053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/5543538343106521053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/06/school-friends-like-antique.html' title='School friends like antique'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rm01RWZzx_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/kMC7mGI9zBg/s72-c/IMG_4895.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-7983228858050990445</id><published>2007-05-04T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.538-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>Downtime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rjs0x2t_ldI/AAAAAAAAAF0/FHTSdzuiL0Y/s1600-h/down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rjs0x2t_ldI/AAAAAAAAAF0/FHTSdzuiL0Y/s320/down.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060696637387544018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; received a text message at 0740, saying that to restart the server whoever was earlier in the office.  I was the one and so I called for support to data center to help me at this downtime.  The downtime was pretty short, sooner I could see the system was up and running, we all felt relief.  Hey, to IT guys, downtime had no difference with Nightmare.  Don't believe, try this number1-533-4444, call Bill Gate, tell him the website is down, I bet you will scare him off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1641, I received one text message from my friend, he said he was down.  No matter how many times he "re-boot" (Mean "re-start" in computer term.)  himself.  Last question he threw at me which I found that was quite interesting and meaningful, "Am I immature if I depress for a girl?" So, I answer him like this.  But before that, what is your thinking?  Do you think what he said is true?  I think everyone has up and down, that is pretty hard to maintain good form.  This is what have I learnt from the mountain trekking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very beginning at the track, you feel nothing at all, talk, joke and laugh.  Later, you are running out of energy and find yourself still walking at the muddy path, you feel so thirsty, hungry and panting.  "When will we arrive?" you may ask your friend, most of the answers are "Almost there!".  Still keep walking and panting, at this time, you feel like almost give up to continue your walk, that is the real moment that we have in real life.  That is our downtime.  So, what do you do?   Simple, just keep on walking, use your willpower to reach the destination.  When you reach the destination, I bet you feel high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bear with your downtime, don't give up!  That's not actually how I answer the text message, I told him, "Mature and immature persons will depress for girl too; the difference between them is the thinking and attitude of 2 different persons"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-7983228858050990445?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/7983228858050990445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=7983228858050990445' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/7983228858050990445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/7983228858050990445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/05/downtime.html' title='Downtime'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rjs0x2t_ldI/AAAAAAAAAF0/FHTSdzuiL0Y/s72-c/down.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-7743736767270435509</id><published>2007-04-28T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>傷感</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RjMTCGt_lcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/UOru2AZfRV0/s1600-h/tea.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RjMTCGt_lcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/UOru2AZfRV0/s320/tea.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058407733351388610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當忙碌的一天接近尾聲時﹐駕駛的途中都會開着收音機﹐聽着一首首不預期播放的歌。悠悠的音樂有種魔力能喚起一些記憶或是感覺。聽完後﹐微微地感到眼眶又酸又疼﹐好像流了淚﹐但不覺有淚痕﹐又好像傷心了﹐但又不知為誰而傷﹖找篇收音機的按鈕﹐可惜沒有一個叫“命令DJ重播一次”的按鈕﹐不然追蹤一下心裡的波浪。最後唯有讓傷感慢慢地沉澱到心底﹐看看下次又會是幾時遇到一首歌再次攪動我心事﹐傷感重浮在眼眶﹐徐徐地劃下一道長長的淚痕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果把傷感比喻成一杯茶的話﹐傷感像茶葉﹐而心事就是水。那麼喝茶豈不是自怨自艾?心事常常都會讓人有種負面的印象。思考問題屬于有心事嗎﹖譬如有人反對環境污染﹐眼睜睜看到別人亂丟垃圾很納悶﹐可是自己生得矮小又不敢直言﹐然後深深地思考﹐那個人說得上有心事嗎﹖如果算是﹐那麼聯合國就是變相的國際茶藝館。他們整天愁眉不展思考著國家大事﹐倘若遇到一些個子比他們大但又不敢冒犯的境況﹐他們又要喝茶了。散會後﹐各自在駕車途中開著收音機可能莫名地流下淚。而那些占優勢的一定會喝酒﹐因為喝茶是屬于有心事的人的藝術。茶有茶葉﹐心事有傷感﹔酒一干﹐杯中什麼都不留﹐而茶喝下的時候還會有茶葉殘留在杯中或口裡﹐還要很高招地清理茶渣。你千萬別隨便吐茶渣﹐那是很不文雅的行為。你必須要把手慢慢地湊近嘴唇﹐然後很技巧很優雅地把茶葉黏在手裡﹐乘機掃開手背上的茶渣﹐掩飾整個吐茶葉過程。你看﹐連清理工作都很藝術的﹗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友﹐你最近有喝茶嗎﹖&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-7743736767270435509?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/7743736767270435509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=7743736767270435509' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/7743736767270435509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/7743736767270435509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_28.html' title='傷感'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RjMTCGt_lcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/UOru2AZfRV0/s72-c/tea.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-6574056229920257400</id><published>2007-04-23T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T03:59:15.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Hail to Hill - Bukit Tabur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Venue: Taman Melawati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Riycv1F4tvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OTijH7aqQQk/s1600-h/IMG_0418+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Riycv1F4tvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OTijH7aqQQk/s320/IMG_0418+%28Small%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056588827149776626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RiycwFF4twI/AAAAAAAAAFM/SxGNNbxJAT4/s1600-h/IMG_0434+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RiycwFF4twI/AAAAAAAAAFM/SxGNNbxJAT4/s320/IMG_0434+%28Small%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056588831444743938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RiycwFF4txI/AAAAAAAAAFU/8mvSIJOPo5E/s1600-h/IMG_0436+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RiycwFF4txI/AAAAAAAAAFU/8mvSIJOPo5E/s320/IMG_0436+%28Small%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056588831444743954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RiycwVF4tyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/NHLuvsQskts/s1600-h/IMG_0439+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RiycwVF4tyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/NHLuvsQskts/s320/IMG_0439+%28Small%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056588835739711266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RiycwVF4tzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/bizJY5zKryY/s1600-h/IMG_0444+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RiycwVF4tzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/bizJY5zKryY/s320/IMG_0444+%28Small%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056588835739711282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukit Tabur...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-6574056229920257400?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/6574056229920257400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=6574056229920257400' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/6574056229920257400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/6574056229920257400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/04/hail-to-hill-bukit-tabur.html' title='Hail to Hill - Bukit Tabur'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Riycv1F4tvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OTijH7aqQQk/s72-c/IMG_0418+%28Small%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-5363146146456616492</id><published>2007-04-19T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>大城小事(一)</title><content type='html'>“岂有此理！她怎么可以这样说话的？这宗交易，利润不但小，还处处为她得到更多利益。她竟然不知道，还以为我在敲诈她！真是岂有此理！”伟明气愤地口齿不清骂著。秀纹待他气慢慢地泄下后，才开口对他说：“来，深呼吸。”用轻柔的语气对他说。“别气。她这样说有她的理由，毕竟她只见你一次，当然对你有所提防。如果交易不成，没关系，还有下一单。你又不是单靠这才能生活。市场是─”伟明不等秀纹说完，语气很重对她说：“你不是我，你怎么知道？”气氛突然转于死寂，四目交投却不出声，安静得令人不安。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“明，胜败乃兵家常事。如果你不懂这个游戏规则，可以退出。”说完，秀纹轻轻地转身离开阳台，留下一股莫名地苛责感陪着伟明看着阳台外面的夜景。夜风微微地吹着他的头发，他远远望着车道上往来的车辆，不出一声。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“对不起，我太在意这宗交易了。”伟明回头对秀纹说。“不，你太在意的是你个&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RidU7VF4ttI/AAAAAAAAAEw/4AKzSzTL5LY/s1600-h/73747685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RidU7VF4ttI/AAAAAAAAAEw/4AKzSzTL5LY/s320/73747685.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055102484997519058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人的感受而已。”“也许吧…”最后，伟明轻吻了她的头，拥抱她在怀里一起望着外面的忙碌的夜景。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-5363146146456616492?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/5363146146456616492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=5363146146456616492' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/5363146146456616492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/5363146146456616492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_19.html' title='大城小事(一)'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RidU7VF4ttI/AAAAAAAAAEw/4AKzSzTL5LY/s72-c/73747685.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-6641185841322957776</id><published>2007-04-09T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:07:13.078-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musics'/><title type='text'>Bonjour, la musique.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rho9OI83RRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hHomPIcJsw4/s1600-h/paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rho9OI83RRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hHomPIcJsw4/s320/paris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051417245179659538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching a basketball match, I walked back to my apartment, with carrying my heavy bag. I turned on my mp3 player, played the song straight. With the rhythms, my foots seems so light, I walked liked dancing, I danced liked walking.  All the tiring feeling were suddenly gone.  "Au Café de la Paix" was the song I played. It was kept inside a French song album -- "Paris".  I had longed for buying this album.  Searching this album took me visiting 2 places: Mid-Valley MPH and Bangsar MPH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This album combines French oldies with Latin music.  I bet the first impression of Paris to everyone is Romance.  Imagine when the French accent brewed with oldies music, it likes a coffee with coffee mate, you can't have one without another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best settings to play these songs in this album, my experience tells me, you can have the following scenes:&lt;br /&gt;1. Friday mid-night, with heaving rain.&lt;br /&gt;2. With lover or best friend having a closed conversation in a room at Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sunday morning, having a cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, due to carrying anti-pirated songs mission, I won't make a copy for you, so get one for yourself.  Hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-6641185841322957776?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/6641185841322957776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=6641185841322957776' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/6641185841322957776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/6641185841322957776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/04/bonjour-la-musique.html' title='Bonjour, la musique.'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rho9OI83RRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hHomPIcJsw4/s72-c/paris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-229029953153215635</id><published>2007-04-09T05:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>兄弟﹐來杯吧﹗</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RhozqY83RQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Mq1qoplxlo4/s1600-h/myPic021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RhozqY83RQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Mq1qoplxlo4/s320/myPic021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051406735394686210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的茶具﹕茶海﹑茶壺﹑茶杯。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;壺裡乾坤有冷暖&lt;br /&gt;杯中茶影見浮沉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                               -爬虫類&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;在一位好友JERRY的影響下開始喝茶。由一個普通但有價的“一廠壺”和兩個普通的杯開始泡第一杯茶﹐過後又買了夾﹑瓢﹑刮﹐等到好久才買了茶盤和茶海﹐如今總算可以正正式式地泡一杯茶了。茶葉一直都是選用普爾。我喜歡它的發酵味﹐味道蘊含了一種難以比擬的老味﹐聽說還有保健功效。現在﹐開始學喝“靜”﹐就是放松地用舌頭敏感地細品茶的味道﹐帶有點禪意。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-229029953153215635?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/229029953153215635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=229029953153215635' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/229029953153215635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/229029953153215635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/04/test.html' title='兄弟﹐來杯吧﹗'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RhozqY83RQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Mq1qoplxlo4/s72-c/myPic021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-4313407916465817934</id><published>2007-04-06T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>Hey, relax!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RhY40I83ROI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Pjx9HQsaTqc/s1600-h/200352404-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RhY40I83ROI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Pjx9HQsaTqc/s320/200352404-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050286500549706978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another week gone...  Time to relax myself again.  Thinking of this Sunday's plan is going to have a jungle walk with friends is the most waiting moment.  I like to have jungle walk, I like nature, when I am there, I feel relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very nice friend told me that I was not relaxing, I was too tensed, may scare away friends.  I am thinking all the time, what does she mean.  So, recently, I tell myself to relax, take a deep breathe, inhale, exhale, tell myself, "Relax."  Well, I do this few days, I slowly understand what does she say.  In fact, I get angry and up set easily sometimes.  Someone might no harm with their words, it may hurt my feeling because of sensitivity.  "Relax." I told myself.  I put wrong definition to people words.  Learning not too sensitive, take it easy; when I get annoyed again, I just tell myself, "Relax..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it works to me, I not sure those who have same problem with me can work in that way or not, why not just try it out now -- Relax, pal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-4313407916465817934?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/4313407916465817934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=4313407916465817934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/4313407916465817934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/4313407916465817934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-relax.html' title='Hey, relax!'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RhY40I83ROI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Pjx9HQsaTqc/s72-c/200352404-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-2632559128454081327</id><published>2007-04-02T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>Sentiment of “Men with whores”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RhDp47kd5RI/AAAAAAAAAEE/shJv27XIJic/s1600-h/test.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RhDp47kd5RI/AAAAAAAAAEE/shJv27XIJic/s320/test.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048792346554918162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;o simply the explanation why men look for whore is all about sex requirement.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Rather than saying men are “horniness”, I would say “lust” to be more suitable when come to describe a person who has sex desire.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are all human beings, lust is one of our basic instincts like other creatures.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Every creature has mating period to reproduce the next generation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The only different between human being is that we have intelligence.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we choose a partner to reproduce next generation, first we must have LOVE before LUST.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;Looking for sex-service not only men, women did that too.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This behavior is happened because of emptiness, lost of belief to love, temptation and so on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To avoid coming at this stage, we must first fill with contents to our heart with good and merciful thought in our mind.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I believe that is a challenge for human beings to control our lust, we try not to simply release our sex-desire with someone, because we have intelligence.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;That’s not totally correct to say a man who denies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;whoredom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt; is a good man or a 100% husband or father.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is very hard to say a whoremaster is a bad guy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To say someone is bad or good need different perspectives.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Can you say a widower looking for sex is wrong?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am not encouraging widower to buy sex.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think some of widowers who really take care of their kids well by giving love and good education to them, to make sure their children upright.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I hope they reduce the frequency of whoredom by looking inside our heart, filling good contents in our heart, reading more books, doing more good deeds, sooner or later, he will set himself free from struggle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I also see some irresponsible husband who never look for whoredom, they not even could not take good care of their children, they don’t respect women either.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They don’t because they may think whore is not clean, they afraid of getting AIDS.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;For those who think of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;whoredom, please stop and think for a while before you start.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This desire arises because you tear apart love and lust.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Try and put effort to put these two things together, if you want to have sex with someone, make sure you love them first.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Put love at the first priority, lust at the second.  In fact, without one of them couldn’t be complete in a relationship.&lt;span style=""&gt;   Ultimately, &lt;/span&gt;if your love one is not ready to have sex with you, give them a sincere hug or kiss them like a kid will be enough, I believe the feeling of love is powerful than thrilling of sex, because: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;Feeling of love lasts forever, thrill of lust won’t last for an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-2632559128454081327?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/2632559128454081327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=2632559128454081327' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/2632559128454081327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/2632559128454081327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/04/sentiment-of-men-with-whores.html' title='Sentiment of “Men with whores”'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RhDp47kd5RI/AAAAAAAAAEE/shJv27XIJic/s72-c/test.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-2539945148328281954</id><published>2007-03-27T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T03:59:15.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Ipoh Trip (24/3 ~ 25/3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Gua Tempurung Rangers: &lt;/span&gt;The moment to remember our best time together...是否讓你想起我們曾經互相幫助的時刻﹖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgjfJxTXeFI/AAAAAAAAADA/G8oDm2jkqWI/s1600-h/IMG_0337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgjfJxTXeFI/AAAAAAAAADA/G8oDm2jkqWI/s320/IMG_0337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046528741415024722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Inside the Cave: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;是因為它的神秘﹐我們去探索。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because of your myth, I search for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgpDxbkd5PI/AAAAAAAAADw/vKfmyQReJeE/s1600-h/DSCF0723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgpDxbkd5PI/AAAAAAAAADw/vKfmyQReJeE/s320/DSCF0723.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046920848915424498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Inside Railway Station: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;舊車站留不住乘客的腳步﹐遺留的唯有回憶。。。Old railway station could only keep the memories, not the passengers' footprints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgpDyLkd5QI/AAAAAAAAAD4/yk4vxCCictE/s1600-h/DSCF0787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgpDyLkd5QI/AAAAAAAAAD4/yk4vxCCictE/s320/DSCF0787.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046920861800326402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Night scene at  street of Ipoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgpCDbkd5OI/AAAAAAAAADo/iRmXnwYnSbI/s1600-h/DSCF0836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgpCDbkd5OI/AAAAAAAAADo/iRmXnwYnSbI/s320/DSCF0836.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046918959129814242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Kek Lok Tong (Kek Lok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Cave):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 進入神靈的懷裡﹐見識它的另有洞天的美。You never imagine the bright world inside the dark cave...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rgo-sbkd5LI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Rxs_57NcfCg/s1600-h/DSCF0848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rgo-sbkd5LI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Rxs_57NcfCg/s320/DSCF0848.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046915265457939634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Kellie Castle: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;充滿感嘆與無奈的磚塊﹐只好讓傳說成全他。House that keeps sorrow, only the legend console his soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rgo-s7kd5MI/AAAAAAAAADY/T1Yk82-friw/s1600-h/DSCF0997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rgo-s7kd5MI/AAAAAAAAADY/T1Yk82-friw/s320/DSCF0997.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046915274047874242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Corridor inside the Castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rgo-tLkd5NI/AAAAAAAAADg/T_aV7pKKino/s1600-h/DSCF0948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rgo-tLkd5NI/AAAAAAAAADg/T_aV7pKKino/s320/DSCF0948.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046915278342841554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-2539945148328281954?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/2539945148328281954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=2539945148328281954' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/2539945148328281954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/2539945148328281954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/03/gua-tempurung-rangers.html' title='Ipoh Trip (24/3 ~ 25/3)'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgjfJxTXeFI/AAAAAAAAADA/G8oDm2jkqWI/s72-c/IMG_0337.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-9140843326354353907</id><published>2007-03-23T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.541-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>Nothing is Impossible</title><content type='html'>Looking at these pictures, I feel shame at myself making too much complaints!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine your hands are wound and couldn't pick up spoon to eat, how do you feel? But this gentleman has no hands, he still could repair tyre tube, see how could he do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgOqOCdQ9OI/AAAAAAAAACw/n2dTMo1xWYQ/s1600-h/%5BLoOkKaEW%5D-G-0612120915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgOqOCdQ9OI/AAAAAAAAACw/n2dTMo1xWYQ/s320/%5BLoOkKaEW%5D-G-0612120915.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045063165739594978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgOpwidQ9HI/AAAAAAAAAB4/uF9daql5-QM/s1600-h/%5BLoOkKaEW%5D-G-0612120903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgOpwidQ9HI/AAAAAAAAAB4/uF9daql5-QM/s320/%5BLoOkKaEW%5D-G-0612120903.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045062658933453938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgOpwidQ9II/AAAAAAAAACA/bNfg4X7ROx0/s1600-h/%5BLoOkKaEW%5D-G-0612120904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgOpwidQ9II/AAAAAAAAACA/bNfg4X7ROx0/s320/%5BLoOkKaEW%5D-G-0612120904.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045062658933453954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgOqOCdQ9MI/AAAAAAAAACg/lIqji70BiBE/s1600-h/%5BLoOkKaEW%5D-G-0612120911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgOqOCdQ9MI/AAAAAAAAACg/lIqji70BiBE/s320/%5BLoOkKaEW%5D-G-0612120911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045063165739594946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgOpwidQ9JI/AAAAAAAAACI/d3oZO3G-R38/s1600-h/%5BLoOkKaEW%5D-G-0612120906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgOpwidQ9JI/AAAAAAAAACI/d3oZO3G-R38/s320/%5BLoOkKaEW%5D-G-0612120906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045062658933453970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgOpwydQ9KI/AAAAAAAAACQ/cvjtqR3rqSA/s1600-h/%5BLoOkKaEW%5D-G-0612120907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgOqOCdQ9NI/AAAAAAAAACo/5LtSi8uRssg/s320/%5BLoOkKaEW%5D-G-0612120913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045063165739594962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgOqOSdQ9PI/AAAAAAAAAC4/5VBYGzqA10c/s1600-h/%5BLoOkKaEW%5D-G-0612120916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgOqOSdQ9PI/AAAAAAAAAC4/5VBYGzqA10c/s320/%5BLoOkKaEW%5D-G-0612120916.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045063170034562290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-9140843326354353907?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/9140843326354353907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=9140843326354353907' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/9140843326354353907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/9140843326354353907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/03/nothing-is-impossible.html' title='Nothing is Impossible'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RgOqOCdQ9OI/AAAAAAAAACw/n2dTMo1xWYQ/s72-c/%5BLoOkKaEW%5D-G-0612120915.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-8901626761746921224</id><published>2007-03-07T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.541-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>一個躺地的老人</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Re611PK5MKI/AAAAAAAAABo/WvgN9IjB_PY/s1600-h/022006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Re611PK5MKI/AAAAAAAAABo/WvgN9IjB_PY/s320/022006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039164959284080802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;最近我常聽朋友分享他們孩子生活的點滴﹐孩子的無知與天真把大人們都逗得不亦&lt;br /&gt;樂乎。孩子啊﹐你們真純潔啊﹗你們皮膚真是滑﹐摸著摸著我有點懷戀我以前的皮&lt;br /&gt;膚也是如此﹐不知有多少人也在我學著呀呀語在面前這樣說過﹖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   不知道這些孩子們長大後﹐會成為什麼﹖此時﹐他們的父母已經有了很清楚的念頭&lt;br /&gt;了。他們一定是。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   某個午後﹐我在商店的走廊步行到公司﹐忽然遇見一個年近五十的老人躺在某店的&lt;br /&gt;階梯﹐呼呼地睡著。他愁眉深鎖﹐頭枕在髒兮兮合疊的雙手﹐黑又長的雙腳捲曲着﹐&lt;br /&gt;睡得像個小孩。不知道他在夢什麼﹖這時﹐好奇心一起﹐我想不知道他是住那裡的﹖&lt;br /&gt;他是為什麼露宿街頭﹖他第一天離家是什麼心情﹖如果他小時候就知道有今天﹐他&lt;br /&gt;會做什麼改變命運﹖當他剛生下時﹐皮膚還是滑滑時﹐他快樂嗎﹖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   過後﹐我自問﹐我晚年會這樣嗎﹖我該怎樣避免﹖人該如何避免如此﹖我沒有答案。&lt;br /&gt;在風光時﹐其實是沒有保證的﹔在頹廢時﹐也是沒有保證一世如此﹗“知足常樂”&lt;br /&gt;是個萬靈丹嗎﹖小孩啊﹐你們知道成人有這樣的危機﹐你們長大後會做什麼呢﹖寫到這&lt;br /&gt;裡﹐不知道此刻輪到誰做躺地的老人﹖&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-8901626761746921224?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/8901626761746921224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=8901626761746921224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/8901626761746921224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/8901626761746921224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='一個躺地的老人'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Re611PK5MKI/AAAAAAAAABo/WvgN9IjB_PY/s72-c/022006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-5445095952224095145</id><published>2007-02-12T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.542-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>Valentine Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RdEWkKCZSHI/AAAAAAAAABY/3hQQiJNlZvU/s1600-h/valentine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RdEWkKCZSHI/AAAAAAAAABY/3hQQiJNlZvU/s320/valentine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030827069175056498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have asked few ladies how would they celebrate their valentine.  Most of them are saying don't know.  In fact, it is true.  Guys should give surprises to them, ladies have the right not knowing anything. But if I ask, do you still remember how was your last Valentine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer may be like this:&lt;br /&gt;A, "Well, we ate in a splendid restaurant, Vxxxxxx Sxxxxx, he gave me flowers."&lt;br /&gt;B, "I buy her platinum wrist chain and kiss her."&lt;br /&gt;C, "He send me flowers in the office, everyone looks at me!"&lt;br /&gt;... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, how about last 2 year Valentine Day, do you still remember?&lt;br /&gt;A, "I buy her platinum wrist chain and kiss her."&lt;br /&gt;B, "He send me flowers in the office, everyone looks at me!"&lt;br /&gt;C, "Well, we ate in a splendid restaurant, Vxxxxxx Sxxxxx, he gave me flowers."&lt;br /&gt;... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the answer may be almost same as previous one, the sequence is the only difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That afternoon, a group of my friends were having lunch together in a restaurant.  We talked about our long time love stories with gusto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That time, I was so crazy, after working at night, I rode my motorbike to her house, and just passed by and went back home."&lt;br /&gt;"We were purposely passing by her house and talked loudly, just want to get her attention, after passing by her house, we lowered our voice."&lt;br /&gt;"I hid in the drain and emerge my head slowly just to watch her."&lt;br /&gt;"When she talked to me, she was shy I knew that, because she almost plucked off all the leaves of the tree."&lt;br /&gt;... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many best memories of our love stories.  Those may seems trifling to you, to someone may be sweet at heart.  But that feeling is really last for long time or forever.  Those things are so unadulterated and no cost, because it is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow is Valentine Day, what would you do, guys? what would you expect, ladies?  Will that be another unforgettable moment? Happy Valentine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-5445095952224095145?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/5445095952224095145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=5445095952224095145' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/5445095952224095145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/5445095952224095145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentine-feeling.html' title='Valentine Feeling'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/RdEWkKCZSHI/AAAAAAAAABY/3hQQiJNlZvU/s72-c/valentine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-7667232170843159566</id><published>2007-01-30T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.543-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>A Letter to someone</title><content type='html'>Dear somebody,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When marimba rhythms start to play&lt;br /&gt;Dance with me, make me sway&lt;br /&gt;Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close, sway me more ...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard this song before? “Sway”, it has been sung by few artists before.  I heard this song last Saturday in the wedding dinner, which was sung by Michael Buble.  When this song was played, a corseted pair of dancers performed their sexy Rumba and Jive.  Then, another group people were also showing the other dances.  All the dancers were actually bride’s dancing classmates.  That was how the wedding dinner began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached there at 6:30pm.  I was the earliest guest, Samlulu’s husband, told me, holding dinner at here in PutraJaya was actually her idea.  Because Remy had to entertain the guest, so I just strolled and looked around the surroundings alone.  As I knew, PutraJaya was the most expensive city in Malaysia by its well-planned city, grandeur buildings and unique amenities.  This restaurant, PutraJaya Seafood Restaurant, was inside the botanical garden, which surrounded by the greenish flora, facing the huge lake and opposite to it was the grand mosque and beautiful bridge at far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rb_oEQv0ISI/AAAAAAAAABE/2H4HWuR7pu8/s1600-h/IMG_4729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rb_oEQv0ISI/AAAAAAAAABE/2H4HWuR7pu8/s400/IMG_4729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025990869081399586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sky turned dark, my face was turning red too. (Too much wine with empty stomach)  The dinner hadn’t started yet.  Suddenly, all the guests were attracted by the performance and tended to the front to watch.  I recognized that song was “Sway”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rb_nxAv0IRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/H2YhjsBnjao/s1600-h/IMG_4743m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rb_nxAv0IRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/H2YhjsBnjao/s400/IMG_4743m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025990538368917778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dinner, I met few old friends who never met for long time and made some new friends.  We were talking about the old times, the dinner and the future.  In the Karaoke session, elders sang a lot while the young ones seem not interested to it.  Some of the songs they sang provoked some fellows dancing on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the dinner was going to end, more and more people were going to dance.  Friends were asking me why I didn’t join them.  I said I was waiting the right time.  Until I saw Samlulu dancing outside, by then I joined them, because I don’t know most of people out there.  I intended to dance with her actually, but she was dancing with another guy.  So, I just randomly picked a lady in front of me.  Oh my, I had picked her dancing teacher.  I didn’t care so much how bad of my skill, just danced!  Couldn’t know, it was so enjoying while I danced with her.  She guided me through and we talked to each other while dancing.  Most of all, she was quite pretty and friendly.  May be later I asked her to teach me Waltz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drank quite a lot that night may be because of the ambience, but managed to drive home safely.  You know, after this dinner, I really want to start dancing again...  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “... Other dancers may be on the floor&lt;br /&gt;  Dear, but my eyes will see only you&lt;br /&gt;  Only you have the magic technique&lt;br /&gt;  When we sway I go weak ...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (Man, I am so helpless!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours sincerly,&lt;br /&gt;Lizard&lt;br /&gt;22/01/2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-7667232170843159566?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/7667232170843159566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=7667232170843159566' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/7667232170843159566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/7667232170843159566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/01/letter-to-someone.html' title='A Letter to someone'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rb_oEQv0ISI/AAAAAAAAABE/2H4HWuR7pu8/s72-c/IMG_4729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-9139064077877639008</id><published>2007-01-29T22:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.543-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>《版權與種族》</title><content type='html'>最近發生大街小巷播放新年歌曲有觸及版權問題而各大報章議論紛紛。有人氣憤之&lt;br /&gt;下就問﹕“為什麼要趁新年才搞這種小動作呢﹖政府又對華人鎮壓了。”有人插嘴﹕&lt;br /&gt;“不知那個華人走狗還說要打壓違法者﹗”咋聽之下﹐似乎要道理﹖﹗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 也許﹐我們該冷靜一下。把版權的需要和種族的問題分開討論﹕&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 就版權議題上我們應該由全國人民去辯論﹐不只限於華人的問題。如果這次版權行&lt;br /&gt;動是錯的﹐人民要全力對抗﹐不止華人﹑馬來人﹑印度人包括其他友族。這樣我們&lt;br /&gt;的力量不是更大嗎﹖如果加了種族色彩﹐政府可能利用這點﹐模糊了焦點﹐把問題&lt;br /&gt;只局限于華人。華人在馬來西亞區區六百萬人口﹐我們的力量不是更小嗎﹖如果每&lt;br /&gt;個族群都抱有“種族”的觀念﹐當發生問題時﹐先看什麼人﹐如果不是自家人不管﹐&lt;br /&gt;那麼馬來西亞的人民還有歸屬感嗎﹖人民還有力量嗎﹖如果沒有力量﹐我們還有什&lt;br /&gt;麼籌碼來爭取我們的利益呢﹖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 是否我們是時候改變一下想法﹐努力把各族聯繫﹐以全民的立場來看待問題﹐讓政&lt;br /&gt;府在做決定之前﹐先征詢一下“民意”﹐才做行動。畢竟二千六百多萬張嘴講話好&lt;br /&gt;像比較響亮﹗&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-9139064077877639008?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/9139064077877639008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=9139064077877639008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/9139064077877639008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/9139064077877639008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_29.html' title='《版權與種族》'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-8556376589768812416</id><published>2007-01-28T21:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:06:31.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>讀《野火集》後感</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rb2CNQv0IQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kBEF8WNsm54/s1600-h/s1439833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rb2CNQv0IQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kBEF8WNsm54/s400/s1439833.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025315923560767746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我相信一直以來我都一個“聽話”的孩子來面對人。我常以為“聽話”就可以學更&lt;br /&gt;多﹐常認為自己不夠好﹐所以不敢給意見﹐“聽話”就是了。可是﹐“聽”了太久&lt;br /&gt;的話﹐常常覺得有些東西我是不願意去選擇的﹐又說不出什麼理由來支撐我的想法﹐&lt;br /&gt;最終還是“聽話”照做。讀了&lt;&lt;野&gt;&gt;之後﹐發覺那是我成長路途上一直所期待的聲&lt;br /&gt;音。雖然認識“獨立思考”有點遲﹐不知道為什麼﹖仿彿遲來的春天﹐則“朝聞道﹐夕可&lt;br /&gt;死。”﹐所以我無以為憾﹐重回軌道朝著那裡前往。&lt;&lt;野&gt;&gt;啟蒙了我﹗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;※就因為你有信心改﹐不怕讓人知道你的缺點。&lt;br /&gt;《野火集》作者﹕龍應台&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-8556376589768812416?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/8556376589768812416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=8556376589768812416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/8556376589768812416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/8556376589768812416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_28.html' title='讀《野火集》後感'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GHvshWqNOqc/Rb2CNQv0IQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kBEF8WNsm54/s72-c/s1439833.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-4743005695116524928</id><published>2007-01-23T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:06:57.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poets'/><title type='text'>&lt;&lt;流沙鐘&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;&lt;流沙鐘&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最後一粒 沙&lt;br /&gt; 掉進&lt;br /&gt;瓶底的沙堆&lt;br /&gt; 結論&lt;br /&gt;二十八年的&lt;br /&gt;  對錯&lt;br /&gt;  悲喜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第二十九年生命的開始&lt;br /&gt;就在翻轉流沙鐘&lt;br /&gt; 掉下的&lt;br /&gt; 第一粒沙 &lt;br /&gt;等待的是&lt;br /&gt; 驚喜&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-4743005695116524928?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/4743005695116524928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=4743005695116524928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/4743005695116524928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/4743005695116524928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='&lt;&lt;流沙鐘&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-79597983926017643</id><published>2006-12-28T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:06:57.987-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poets'/><title type='text'>流淚</title><content type='html'>流淚&lt;br /&gt;作者@爬虫類&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;開心如雨露 &lt;br /&gt; 潤濕了我的眼眶&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傷心如劍傷&lt;br /&gt; 刺傷我雙眸決堤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;淚 徐徐畫過臉龐&lt;br /&gt;注入嘴裡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;品嘗&lt;br /&gt; 盡是心情的回響&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-79597983926017643?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/79597983926017643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=79597983926017643' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/79597983926017643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/79597983926017643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post_28.html' title='流淚'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-116660109538381018</id><published>2006-12-19T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>尾牙候群症</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7420/1486/1600/482316/crow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7420/1486/320/233428/crow.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每當聽到金黃色的鐘響起﹐我知道聖誕節即將來臨了。這段期間﹐身為上班族群其中之&lt;br /&gt;一的我時不時都來幾個莫名其妙的興奮﹐對什麼事都意興懶散了。我想很多人都有類似這種症狀﹐&lt;br /&gt;我暫時稱之為“尾牙候群症”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 症狀﹕有些人會板起臉孔﹐可是別以為他們在沉思或精神集中﹐有可能是暗地裡在玩着&lt;br /&gt;網上對話。倘若一斷線﹐他們好像世界末日般歇斯底裡地焦慮不安。為了安撫自己弱小創傷的心靈&lt;br /&gt;﹐胡思亂想和胡作非為最佳的寄託。(摘于《廿一世紀辦公室政治史》)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 案例﹕時間是接近聖誕節前一周。A說我與某某合得來﹐接著B又很敏捷地舉了很&lt;br /&gt;多創意性的論證與比喻﹐聲音頓時此起彼落。最後還以一句“百年中難得一見的配對”作為結&lt;br /&gt;論﹐還高調處理﹐放在MSN標題上﹐惟恐天下不知。我一向喜歡作對子﹐思索一下﹐&lt;br /&gt;就以對聯還擊﹐寫﹕&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “千載內相逢恨晚的烏鴉”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 尾牙候群症其實並不是壞事﹐至少那是太平盛世的一個景象。列位看官﹐聖誕快樂。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   百年中難得一見的配對&lt;br /&gt;   千載內相逢恨晚的烏鴉&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-116660109538381018?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/116660109538381018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=116660109538381018' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/116660109538381018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/116660109538381018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='尾牙候群症'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-115045490231046184</id><published>2006-06-16T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>舞会</title><content type='html'>很久没出席舞会，也好像很久没写文章了。舞步有点不灵，文笔也感觉渐渐褪色了。&lt;br /&gt;这次的舞会其实是一个很轻松的跳舞派对。如果不是SAMLULU的邀请，我算是错过了&lt;br /&gt;一次跳舞的机会，毕竟跳舞是一对对的，实在难寻对象和你跳一支舞，而且还有她&lt;br /&gt;愿意那种。总不能冒然在街头逢女孩便问：“Shall we dance ? ”她肯定会劈头盖&lt;br /&gt;脑地谩骂你发神经。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; SHALL WE DANCE 座落在KELANA JAYA某一排店铺上的跳舞社。IVY是那里的主要导&lt;br /&gt;师。当晚的舞会主题是“沙滩风情”，顾名思义要求每个出席者轻轻松松，衣着可&lt;br /&gt;以清凉一点。那边没有沙滩，没有夕阳，那其实都不重要，因为大家的衣着和心情&lt;br /&gt;也足以把椰影婆裟的画面勾画出来了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 学生们都不吝于把他们所学的向大家表演。不同的音乐，就不一样的舞蹈。拉丁的&lt;br /&gt;舞最明显把舞的灵魂表现出来，一扭一摆都是蓄劲待发，热情奔放，不知不觉我手&lt;br /&gt;脚也随著而动。IVY为了让大家更轻松和融洽，叫了大多数人跳一支团体舞，简单易&lt;br /&gt;学，很快的我们可以派上用场，听著音乐，一对对配合地舞著。遇上不认识的，一&lt;br /&gt;个笑容就代表了“SHALL WE DANCE ”，肢体一接触，隔膜也打得支离破碎了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 带一份依依的心离开，不舍这短暂的时光。舞技不怎么的好，最终也试过；文笔也&lt;br /&gt;不怎么的妙，也得要写下来：这都因为醉过方知酒浓。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-115045490231046184?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/115045490231046184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=115045490231046184' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/115045490231046184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/115045490231046184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='舞会'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15883541.post-113524967504250968</id><published>2005-12-22T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:05:39.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><title type='text'>開心</title><content type='html'>那一晚﹐和屋友溜到附近的MAMAK檔吃夜宵。這種習慣已戒掉很久了﹐如果不是心血&lt;br /&gt;來潮也不這樣做。難得有人陪我開開心心地夜漫談﹐那些減肥計劃暫時拋諸腦後。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 寧靜地晚上﹐安靜的街道﹐只有這裡傳出三三兩兩的顧客言談中發出懶洋洋的聲音﹐&lt;br /&gt;加上不時傳來冷颼颼的風直叫人打個擅抖﹐然而每個人好像沉醉在彼此言語中的內&lt;br /&gt;容﹐你一言﹐我一語。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 我問他﹕“你人認為什麼對你人生中最重要的﹖”&lt;br /&gt; “開心。”他說。&lt;br /&gt; “我認為只要開心﹐什麼都重要。只要開心﹐就夠了。”他繼續道。&lt;br /&gt; “那麼﹐你呢﹖”然後他問我。&lt;br /&gt; “嗯。。。滿足吧﹗”&lt;br /&gt; “如果你對工作滿足﹐而感情不滿足﹐滿足似乎不行。”他反駮說。&lt;br /&gt; “那麼﹐如果你對工作開心﹐而感情不開心﹐開心也似乎不行。”我辯護道。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 我想開心和滿足都差不多﹐但是也有差異。人懂得滿足﹐也許需要一點就會開心了﹔&lt;br /&gt;人不滿足﹐卻要更多東西來換取開心。滿足是種修養吧﹗而開心是情感上所需要快&lt;br /&gt;樂的量。人也許別太貪心﹐否則需要付出更大的代價來換取開心﹐那種開心的感覺&lt;br /&gt;有可能很快就消失了。聰明的人有能力尋找很多開心的方法和辦法。有智慧的人一&lt;br /&gt;生只追尋那一個永恆的開心﹐也只有真正地打動心坎才能獲得永恆的開心﹐那是精&lt;br /&gt;神上的。肉體上的開心﹐很快隨着時間地消失了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 若心被太多慾望所佔有﹐那裡還有位置來消化每樣東西的個中滋味。難怪﹐人性其&lt;br /&gt;中一個弱點就是不滿足﹐只窮一生忙着滿足源源不斷的開心。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15883541-113524967504250968?l=lizardzai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/feeds/113524967504250968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15883541&amp;postID=113524967504250968' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/113524967504250968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15883541/posts/default/113524967504250968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardzai.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title='開心'/><author><name>Lizard @爬虫類</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103324753975556448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pwdKjA9ioa3suasNNlO3WCVzC2NHmRvfp2F0OD6iWcQ10fbNhEKXLt25C7l-q_ENKbKMb61SOom43BLC_F78JGiG6CA7BbD1Qeew36dFDsnI'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
