前天收到金山公司实习的邮件，虽然我并没有打算去工作，但是能通过考核也算是自己能力的一种体现，而且暑假可以换一个环境，最重要的是可以接触一些新人， 获得一些新的经历，想起来就会感觉快乐，让我充满期待！ 说到实习，其实我还是有些矛盾的。我已经打算读研究生，而且目标都已经定下来了，按理说是应该放弃实习潜心学习的，这也无怪很多同学听说我要去实习的时候 都觉得惊讶…但是我是我自己，我走的路也只是我自己的，我渴望自己变得成熟，坚强，我就要做出属于我自己的选择，走自己的路！前不久听李校长的讲座，他说 其实做出什么样的选择并不是非常关键，关键的是做了这个选择后你会获得一些什么样的机会，而且面对这些机会你做了什么，有没有尽力去把握好每一个机会！我 同意他的观点，现在我在做自己的选择，无论选择本身如何，我都会努力，而面对选择带来的机会的时候，我会牢牢把握，让它们成为我的财富！ 相信自己暑假会过得非常快乐，努力吧！
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Be yourself.
突然发现自己什么也不想做了，学习成了一种负担，一种任务…虽然不断告诫自己，要上进，要努力，可是我的方向在哪里呢？
我常常在这样设想，等有一天遇到"她"，我定会和她一起勾勒出我们的未来，再一起奋斗，那是多么的美好！可是现在的我，太多束缚，有些失意，又处在人生的十字路上，根本没有机会遇到"她"，我努力的方向在哪里呢…
爱情、对人类疾苦的同情、对知识的渴望，是哲人罗素生活的动力。我不是那样的伟人，也没有那样的胸襟，自然没有那样的生活激情。像大多数平凡人一样，活着的意义无非是让自己明天能活得更好。对现实的不满足，对美好明天的渴望，才是我存在的源动力！
可是我的美好未来是什么呢？立志当一个科学工作者，为科学事业献身，甚至为人类献身（这个比较高尚！）？还是努力拼搏，努力实现自己，过上比较富裕 的生活，再尽力为社会贡献自己？甚至更加大胆设想，做一个现代的"隐士"？我知道，只要我努力去拼搏，去奋斗，我一定会拥有"某种美好的未来"的！但是， 虽然我跟乐观，很多时候可以把我的悲伤，我的失落降到最低程度，甚至忘却，可当快乐来临，却不能把它放大，不能分享，那是一种比悲伤更令人伤痛的东西！
现实太多束缚，而这些束缚，成为了我前进的动力。虽然目标有些模糊，但前进的信心依然坚定，依然相信我的人生会很快乐。--
Be yourself.
这几天端午放假，拖了好几天的感冒，身体不是很舒服，加上天气预报说有特大暴雨，就一直在寝室呆着，没有去自习，确实堕落了两天…今天去自习，下午打不起精神，昏昏厄厄过了，晚上精神不错，埋头苦读，领会了不少新知识―好久没有自习得这么畅快了！
窗外雨潺潺，我们"期盼"已久的特大暴雨却成了绵绵小雨。不过气温降了不少，对于一直有"火炉"之称的武汉来说，这样的天气简直太舒服了！其实今年还好，一直都不是很热。呵呵，希望老天眷顾，让我关键的一个夏天能过得舒服些，我的理想能实现！
其实说理想，我自己也说不清楚了。最近一直很困惑，总是搞不清楚自己的方向，不知道自己要成为一个什么样的人，自己要往那个方向努力…心中那个曾经很清晰 的目标早已变得模糊，甚至成为我前进的阻碍，我该怎么做？毅然放手还是继续向前？这也许要看我是否愿意承受放弃的心痛和改变带来的风险了…长风破浪会有时！我能听到自己内心的呐喊，也能感觉到自己那股前进的动力！我坚信今天的努力不会是徒劳，我一定能拥有美好的未来！
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Be yourself.
今天六一儿童节，虽然我一直想成熟些，想快快长大，今天这节日还是过了。请好朋友吃了棒棒糖，又被同学请客，过得很有节日的意思!
不过我还是要长大的，今天是个不错的日子，开博庆祝一下吧！算是一个新的开始，成熟的开始！用博客记录自己的成长也是不错的想法！以后自己再来看看，这些也许是自己的财富吧!
就写这么多了，哈哈，开博了…
Today, I made a great decision for my future. That is I will participate in the postgraduate entrance examination, rather than find a work after graduating. I also decide to go to Fudan University, and major in Information Management and Information System. This subject has much to do with my current major-Computer Science, and I think I can do a good work in the new field that I choose. As a student majored in Computer Science, why do I choose to change my major? I think it's something due to my interest and my personality. I've never imagined that a very hard-working me work day and night with a machine called computer, what a boring thing! The work in my dream is full of innovation and imagination, and what's more, it must be creative and encouraging. Considering these things, I decide to change my major, though my current major is one of the most popular majors. I know, there is a long way in front of me , but I'm not afraid, I know what I should do now and how to do, I know whether what I do is right or wrong. There is courage and hope in my heart, and persistence as well. I will succeed! Wish!
There is nothing noble in being superior to some other man. The true nobility is in being superior to your previous self. —By Ernest Hemingway
—By Van Dyke Wherever you are, and whoever you may be, there is one thing in which you and I are alike, at this moment, and in all the moments of our existence. We are not at rest; we are on a journey. Our life is not a mere fact; it is a movement, a tendency, a steady, ceaseless progress towards an unseen goal. We are gaining something, or losing something, every day. Even when our position and our character seem to remain precisely the same, they are changing. For the mere advance of time is a change. It is not the same thing to have a bare field in January and in July. The season makes the difference. The limitations that are childlike in the child are childish in the man. Everything that we do is a step in one direction or another. Even the failure to do something is in itself a deed. It sets us forward or backward. The action of the negative pole of a magnetic needle is just as real as the action of the positive pole. To decline is to accept ——the other alternative. Are you nearer to your port today than you were yesterday? Yes,——you must be a little nearer to some port or other; for since your ship was first launched upon the sea of life you have never been still for a single moment; the sea is too deep, you could not find an anchorage if you would; there can be no pause until you come into port.
I think that, from a biological standpoint, human life almost reads like a poem. It has its own rhythm and beat, its internal cycles of growth and decay. No one can say that a life with childhood, manhood and old age is not a beautiful arrangement; the day has its morning, noon and sunset, and the year has its seasons, and it is good that it is so. There is no good or bad in life, except what is good according to its own season. And if we take this biological view of life and try to live according to the seasons, no one but a conceited fool or an impossible idealist can deny that human life can be lived like a poem. By Lin Yutang
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