心随梦飘

   不知道是我的指缝太宽，还是时间太瘦，它就那样悄悄的从我手边溜走了，没留下丝毫的痕迹，以至于虽然我努力的回忆，想找出点蛛丝马迹，哪怕能让我写篇日志，但是数落来数落去，都是一些琐事，提起笔来，竟然又不从下笔，觉得无甚可写了。这不能不说是一种悲哀，如果时间这样磨蚀一切，无论是悲伤还是喜悦，被时间蚕食的越来越轻，越来越轻，最后终于如尘土般，风轻轻一吹，就随之而去，消失的无影无踪，那耄耋之年还有什么回忆呢？亦或者如烟般的往事被风吹进了心灵的一个角落，等待有一天我们再去开启呢，那是就像看望一位老朋友，一起翻开那一张张老照片，说着那遥远的故事。

时间真快，不经意间08年已经溜走半月有余了，当我翻完08得最后一张日历，就觉得应该写点东西，可惜一直拖到现在，现在确实应该写点东西了。

08年是不平凡的一年，充满了泪水与喜悦。

年初，南方遭遇罕见的冰冻灾害，造成多地交通瘫痪，水电供应中断，我静静的呆在家里，一天到晚关注南方的情况。

三四月份的时候，西藏发生打砸抢时间，奥运火炬传递在巴黎遇阻，我一边忙着做毕业设计，一边和同学讨论正义与邪恶，愚昧与理智。

五月，还记得那个下午，打开新闻就看到一条，四川发生地震，那一刻傻了眼，那条新闻仅仅有有个标题，接下来就是铺天盖地得消息，一张张泪流满面的脸，一具具冰冷的尸体，一声声撕心裂肺的呼唤，猛烈冲击着我的视听，我只能祈祷，并尽自己的微薄之力，做些能及的事。。。

六月，瓮安发生打砸抢事件，我毕业了，真舍不得那些兄弟姐妹，怕送人的太伤感，于是早早的就跑了，也许我应该多呆几天。

七月，来到了一个新的地方，一切都是新的，开始了新的征程，新的开始。。。

八月，北京奥运会，空前的盛世，我没有回家，在这里看直播，做东西，充实而快乐。

九月，三鹿出事了，又引发一系列的事件，我又开学了，又要上那些枯燥的课，生活啊。

后来，金融危机开始席卷全球，世界瞬息万变，一座大厦也许会顷刻倒塌，一切都是变数，而我，在做梦，这个梦很长，很长。。。

就这样，送走了不平凡的一年，让我们记住曾经的伤痛，珍惜现在的幸福，明天会更好。

Martin Luther King

I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.

Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.

But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we’ve come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.

In a sense we’ve come to our nation’s capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the “unalienable Rights” of “Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked “insufficient funds.”

But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we’ve come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.

We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God’s children.

It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro’s legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.

The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.

We cannot walk alone.

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.

We cannot turn back.

There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, “When will you be satisfied?” We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the negro’s basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their self-hood and robbed of their dignity by a sign stating: “For Whites Only.” We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until “justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream.”

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of you have come from areas where your quest — quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.

Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.

And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.”

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of “interposition” and “nullification” — one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; “and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.”

This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.

With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

And this will be the day – this will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with new meaning:

My country ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.

Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim’s pride,

From every mountainside, let freedom ring!

And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.

And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.

Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.

Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of

Pennsylvania.

Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.

But not only that:

Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.

Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.

From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:

Free at last! Free at last!

Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!

1、宠辱不惊，后庭花开花落，去留无意，前门鸟进鸟出。

2、路漫漫兮腿修长，吾将上下被摸索。

3、自从我变成了狗屎,就再也没有人踩在我头上了!

4、给我一张毛片，我能撬起整个地球。

5、我指着太阳说：日。

6、我趴着睡就强奸了地球，我躺着睡就强奸了整个宇宙！

7、好好学习，天天想上.

8、网上自古无娇娘，残花败柳一行行，偶有几对鸳鸯鸟，也是野鸡配色狼。

9、这世界变化太快了！以前脱了内裤才能看见屁股，现在得掰开屁股才能找见内裤。

10、青青子衿，悠悠我心，但为君故，叫床至今。

11、花前月下，不如花钱日下。

12、当男人想通了，女人想开了，世界自然就和平了。

13、“挂了”保险公司为你提供巨额保险，让你纵横江湖，无后顾之忧。真正做到一人毙命，全家受益。

14、小猪伤心地哭，妈妈问：哭什么。小猪说：偶觉得自已粉笨。妈妈安慰说：不要哭，看你签名的人比你更笨呢。

15、当年迎风尿三尺，如今顺风尿湿鞋，哎，老了~~~

注:原载于2006年08月19日《深圳商报》

   没有“夕阳产业”只有“夕阳思维”

郎咸平称,每到一个地方,他都会被问到同一个问题:现在投资哪个行业最有发展前途。而他则统一用“哪个行业都没有前途”的答案来表示他的无奈。据他解释,事实上,在激烈竞争中,哪行都不容易做好。郎咸平认为中国企业家在经营中急于做大做强,而不肯精益求精并在成本控制、提升效率上下功夫,或者遇到困难后就急于转型,对此他显然并不欣赏。

在郎咸平看来,中国许多企业,缺乏的不是资金,也不是技术,而是思维的严重落伍。许多被所谓的前景黯淡的“夕阳产业”所困,其实是由僵化的经营思维造成的。“我们没有夕阳产业,只有夕阳思维”。他以韩国的LG为例说,LG做的是传统家电行业,也是一般人眼中的夕阳产业,利润率极低。要谋求高利润的企业,通常对其不屑一顾,但LG却认准了该产业具有稳定的资金流量,并通过大力控制成本、降低产品不合格率、薄利多销等方式,迅速占领了世界市场,打造出规模经济,实现赢利。他认为,轻易地把某个产业定位为夕阳产业,谋求产业的更新换代,结果可能是将自己的市场拱手让给外国企业。

“保守”经营才能做大做强

郎咸平认为,“世界500强的病态心理”,反映的是中国企业家浮躁、投机取巧的心理。而在他的经营理念中,与短暂的经济效益相比,风险控制显然更为重要。他认为,在推动企业发展的要素中,企业家经营思维的转变,被放到了最关键的位置。

因为风险管理意识薄弱,一些企业家在拥有资金、人才等资本后盲目进入自己并不熟悉的行业。他认为,资金、技术、人才、创新这些要素对于企业都很重要,但必须要得到正确的引导。如果陷入盲目做大的境地,就很难有稳健的经营,很难获得持续发展,从而不能最终在国际竞争压力下脱颖而出。“做强做大只能是经营结果,不能是经营目的。”

他认为,在选投资行业时,考虑能从中赚到多少钱的企业家,只是二流的企业家。而“踏实稳健、一步一个脚印、细致经营的保守企业家”,才是他的首选。郎咸平甚至鼓励企业家在投资时,要多做“不可行性报告”,也就是完成从利润模式向风险管理模式的转变。

多元化之间互补有助防御风险

在昨日的演讲中,郎咸平指出,中国企业在发展到一定时间后,往往寻求多元发展,但并不易获得最终的成功,“中国现在还不具备都发展多元化的环境 ”。他提供的数据显示,中国企业走多元化,获得预期成功的机会只有5％。即使摆脱环境制度因素,“企业一旦进入多元化,经营就会失控”也是常态,因为多项目同时启动,对资金的需求高,一旦遇到“打击”,很容易出现资金断链,德隆就是典型的例子。

他认为,企业发展多元化要获得成功,就必须使所从事的产业之间实现互补,以抵御风险,实现稳定现金流的目的。“所谓互补就是我好的时候你坏,你好的时候我坏,我们可以互相抵消。”如从事低相关行业或低相关地域业务来有效分散风险,通过投资几种回报期各不相同的行业,或者经营某项有稳定回报期的业务,来获得相对稳定的资金回流等。

而通过对香港长江实业、新宏基、宏基造业、和记黄埔四大企业的案例分析,郎咸平提出,“未来卓绝的企业所走的路程应该是低负债、低成长、行业互补、现金流打底。”

郎咸平精彩语录

●“我投资一个企业能赚多少钱？”我跟各位讲,如果这样考虑问题你只能是二流的企业家。要想的是,我投入到一个行业,一旦把它做跨了,应该用哪一个行业来弥补？

●要敢写不可行性报告,找各种莫名其妙的理由说不做这个项目。实在发现理由不够说服自己不做的时候,再做也还来得及。

●短暂成功的民营企业没有什么研究价值。因为很多时候是机遇好,碰到了好的切入点。真正有研究价值的是50年、100年的老店,一旦这种企业成功,必然会做大,所以不是它大才成功,而是过去几十年的战略积累才成功的。

●如果各位有机会听到这些企业家谈他们的成功之道,问他们怎么成功,我相信他们的回答是因为保守而成功,而不是因为做大做强而成功。