第一篇：等待也許是個錯誤情感美文

沒有那年的相遇，我和你之間沒有牽連。

沒有那年彼此的不舍，今年的我又何必重新回到相遇之前的生活。

也許，相遇、相識、相愛是我對你最大的內疚。

現在才認識到，等待過后，才知道開始也許是個錯誤。

都說年齡不是問題，身高不是距離。可是距離卻成為了我們之間的問題。

為了自己的夢想，我們去了不同的城市，追逐著同一種夢想。

等待時間的流逝，希望時間并沒有把我們分的太遠。

聲音是安慰彼此的“催眠藥”，寂寞的長夜里，那是我孤獨的心可以凝聽的世界。

可是~~~~~~~~~分手，還是沒有逃脫的結局

手機里傳來的哭泣聲，深深地撕開已經疲憊的心。

再多的話語，也撫平不了傷痕帶來的失落。

玫瑰花是帶刺的安慰劑。

你還會回到我身邊嗎？

你身邊現在的那個他，會有我的影子嗎？

選擇悄悄地離去，卻沒有選擇不帶走一片云彩。

等待的時間里，你的足跡與身影踏遍我整個心身。

春天，花兒又開了

記得你在葡萄架下癡迷的摸樣

你說：會將我的每一天，用你的生命串聯起來

我說：我會在葡萄架下，與你共度酸甜的一生

等待

依舊不變

悄然，不著痕跡

第二篇：機器人概念也許是個好思路

機器人概念也許是個好思路。

熊市終結者V 今天 10:33

谷歌要搞機器人了！從安卓的LOGO上已經可以看出谷歌對機器人的心思。發一串A股機器人概念股做備案，具體行情把握我再瞅瞅。

機器人（300024）上市公司機器人主營工業機器人，公司工業機器人技術已達到國際先進水平。三豐智能（300276）公司主要從事智能輸送成套設備的研發設計、制造、安裝調試與技術服務，以技術為依托為客戶提供智能輸送整體解決方案。

天奇股份（002009）自動輸送系統設備市場份額全國領先：進軍工業智能化領域，生產智能化煤炭裝備，對無錫天安智聯科技公司增資1800萬元（公司增資950萬元，占51%）有意在智能車載、智能交通、智能礦山等領域展開戰略合作。

賽為智能（300044）智能化系統解決方案提供商：公司為國內最專業的智能化系統解決方案提供商之一。智云股份（300097）智云股份是國內領先的發動機領域成套自動化裝備方案解決商，公司成套自動化檢測和自動裝配穩固國內市場。

華中數控（300161）公司從事數控系統及其裝備的研究開發、生產和銷售，是國內少數擁有成套核心技術自主知識產權和具有自主配套能力的企業之一。

長榮股份（300195）長榮股份主要生產印刷包裝后加工設備，包括模燙機、模切機、糊盒機。藍英裝備（300293）公司主要從事自動控制技術的開發與應用。軟控股份（002073）公司主營業務為面向輪胎橡膠行業應用軟件及系統集成開發和數字化裝備制造，為輪胎橡膠制品生產企業提供全面的機電一體化、自動化、信息化解決方案。法因數控（002270）鋼結構數控設備龍頭

寶德股份（300023）公司專業從事微電子及光機電一體化產品的設計、生產與銷售，石油、煤炭、冶金、專用設備、新能源等自動化設備的研發、制造及系統成套。

金自天正（600560）公司在冶金自動化系統、管控一體化等應用技術方面處于國內領先地位，尤其是在智能控制、大功率交流調速領域已達到國際先進水平。

巨輪股份(002031)：市場傳聞巨輪正在投資2億元建一座自動化無人工廠 佳士科技（300193）：機器人在內的專用焊接設備已在工程機械行業逐漸拓展開來，涵蓋了三一重工、大江重工等重要客戶

博實股份（002698）：公司由哈爾濱博實自動化設備有限責任公司整體變更設立。

第三篇：等待也美麗情感美文

今天又開始了漫長的等待，于是一個人坐上了公交，不辨方向，車行到哪里，人就坐到哪里，最終的目的地到了，做完了自己想做的事，于是乎開始游蕩，天橋上，電梯旁，公園里，去看形形色色的人，老的少的男的女的，都匆匆忙忙的做著自己的事情，好像彼此之間連說話的時間都沒有。

游蕩于這座城市，好像很累。我的生活就在這樣等待中消逝，自己問自己，我還能等多久？這段日子以來，想了很多種讓自己可以忙碌的辦法，到底哪一樣可以行得通呢？真的想把自己困起來，忙個昏天黑地。于是，來到這座樓前，想從這里面找到我所需要的工作軌跡。圍著樓看了半天，唯獨往西的路可走，于是順理成章的順著這條路往前走，周圍被美化了的環境生長著各種各樣的花花草草，有的努力怒放著自己的美麗，使整個路途充滿了生機，不覺放慢了腳步，走上前，伏下身體嗅了嗅已經開放的月季，一股透體的香味撲鼻而來，一只小蜜蜂正在上面貪婪的吸食著花蜜，原來它也跟很多的人一樣，用心地經營著自己的生活。一百多米的路程，我走了將近一個小時，沿途沒什么好看的風景，但有著足以讓我駐足欣賞的東西。

其實，今天的我原本就無所事事，給自己放了一天小小的假，滿足一下一個人獨行的虛榮心，來的目的就是在等待中度過一個人的一段時光。真的，時光如流水，等待中感悟很多，也在等待中找到了自己可以棲息的那片天地。

等，生命中最無奈最難熬的一個字，卻讓我詮釋了它的魅力，因為這是一種心靈的期盼，有了等待，才有希望。正如地震過后，被困在石板下面的傷者，她們使盡全身的力氣等待，就是為了以后還有機會生存。也因此，等待中用心看到了美麗的風景，因為終日忙碌的我們，沒有更多的閑暇時間去駐足觀看周圍的風景，哪怕群花怒放，楊柳吐絮，也沒有心情去細細品析一番。我倒感激起了這個讓我能夠等待的人，如果沒有他，我又怎么會有如此閑情逸致去觀看潮來潮去的人群，又怎么會灑脫的去欣賞路上的風景？

等待，讓我的生命注入了五彩的顏色，也讓我深刻的理解了生命中無奈的期許，承諾容易，信守難，但，我卻無悔的讓等待變得美麗了起來，因為那是一種心的歸屬！

第四篇：TED英語演講稿：不幸也許是個機會

TED英語演講稿：不幸也許是個機會

簡介：殘奧會短跑冠軍aimee mullins天生沒有腓骨，從小就要學習靠義肢走路和奔跑。如今，她不僅是短跑選手、演員、模特，還是一位穩健的演講者。她不喜歡字典中 “disabled”這個詞，因為負面詞匯足以毀掉一個人。但是，坦然面對不幸，你會發現等待你的是更多的機會。

i'd like to share with you a discovery that i made a few months ago while writing an article for italian wired.i always keep my thesaurus handy whenever i'm writing anything, but i'd already finished editing the piece, and i realized that i had never once in my life looked up the word “disabled” to see what i'd find.let me read you the entry.“disabled, adjective: crippled, helpless, useless, wrecked, stalled, maimed, wounded, mangled, lame, mutilated, run-down, worn-out, weakened, impotent, castrated, paralyzed, handicapped, senile, decrepit, laid-up, done-up, done-for, done-in cracked-up, counted-out;see also hurt, useless and weak.antonyms, healthy, strong, capable.” i was reading this list out loud to a friend and at first was laughing, it was so ludicrous, but i'd just gotten past “mangled,” and my voice broke, and i had to stop and collect myself from the emotional shock and impact that the assault from these words unleashed.you know, of course, this is my raggedy old thesaurus so i'm thinking this must be an ancient print date, right? but, in fact, the print date was the early 1980s, when i would have been starting primary school and forming an understanding of myself outside the family unit and as related to the other kids and the world around me.and, needless to say, thank god i wasn't using a thesaurus back then.i mean, from this entry, it would seem that i was born into a world that perceived someone like me to have nothing positive whatsoever going for them, when in fact, today i'm celebrated for the opportunities and adventures my life has procured.so, i immediately went to look up the XX online edition, expecting to find a revision worth noting.here's the updated version of this entry.unfortunately, it's not much better.i find the last two words under “near antonyms,” particularly unsettling: “whole” and “wholesome.”

so, it's not just about the words.it's what we believe about people when we name them with these words.it's about the values behind the words, and how we construct those values.our language affects our thinking and how we view the world and how we view other people.in fact, many ancient societies, including the greeks and the romans, believed that to utter a curse verbally was so powerful, because to say the thing out loud brought it into existence.so, what reality do we want to call into existence: a person who is limited, or a person who's empowered? by casually doing something as simple as naming a person, a child, we might be putting lids and casting shadows on their power.wouldn't we want to open doors for them instead?

one such person who opened doors for me was my childhood doctor at the

dupont institute in wilmington, delaware.his name was dr.pizzutillo, an italian american, whose name, apparently, was too difficult for most americans to pronounce, so he went by dr.p.and dr.p always wore really colorful bow ties and had the very perfect disposition to work with children.i loved almost everything about my time spent at this hospital, with the exception of my physical therapy sessions.i had to do what seemed like innumerable repetitions of exercises with these thick, elastic bands--different colors, you know--to help build up my leg muscles, and i hated these bands more than anything--i hated them, had names for them.i hated them.and, you know, i was already bargaining, as a five year-old child, with dr.p to try to get out of doing these exercises, unsuccessfully, of course.and, one day, he came in to my session--exhaustive and unforgiving, these sessions--and he said to me, “wow.aimee, you are such a strong and powerful little girl, i think you're going to break one of those bands.when you do break it, i'm going to give you a hundred bucks.”

now, of course, this was a simple ploy on dr.p's part to get me to do the exercises i didn't want to do before the prospect of being the richest five-year-old in the second floor ward, but what he effectively did for me was reshape an awful daily occurrence into a new and promising experience for me.and i have to wonder today to what extent his vision and his declaration of me as a strong and powerful little girl shaped my own view of myself as an inherently strong, powerful and athletic person well into the future.this is an example of how adults in positions of power can ignite the power of a child.but, in the previous instances of those thesaurus entries, our language isn't allowing us to evolve into the reality that we would all want, the possibility of an individual to see themselves as capable.our language hasn't caught up with the changes in our society, many of which have been brought about by technology.certainly, from a medical standpoint, my legs, laser surgery for vision impairment, titanium knees and hip replacements for aging bodies that are allowing people to more fully engage with their abilities, and move beyond the limits that nature has imposed on them--not to mention social networking platforms allow people to self-identify, to claim their own descriptions of themselves, so they can go align with global groups of their own choosing.so, perhaps technology is revealing more clearly to us now what has always been a truth: that everyone has something rare and powerful to offer our society, and that the human ability to adapt is our greatest asset.the human ability to adapt, it's an interesting thing, because people have continually wanted to talk to me about overcoming adversity, and i'm going to make an admission: this phrase never sat right with me, and i always felt uneasy trying to answer people's questions about it, and i think i'm starting to figure out why.implicit in this phrase of “overcoming adversity” is the idea that success, or happiness, is about emerging on the other side of a challenging experience unscathed or unmarked by the experience, as if my successes in life have come about from an ability to sidestep or circumnavigate the presumed pitfalls of a life with prosthetics, or what other people perceive as my disability.but, in fact, we are changed.we are marked, of course, by a challenge, whether physically, emotionally or both.and i'm going to suggest that this is a good thing.adversity isn't an obstacle that we need to get around in order to resume living our life.it's part of our life.and i tend to think of it like my shadow.sometimes i see a lot of it, sometimes there's very little, but it's always with me.and, certainly, i'm not trying to diminish the impact, the weight, of a person's struggle.there is adversity and challenge in life, and it's all very real and relative to every single person, but the question isn't whether or not you're going to meet adversity, but how you're going to meet it.so, our responsibility is not simply shielding those we care for from adversity, but preparing them to meet it well.and we do a disservice to our kids when we make them feel that they're not equipped to adapt.there's an important difference and distinction between the objective medical fact of my being an amputee and the subjective societal opinion of whether or not i'm disabled.and, truthfully, the only real and consistent disability i've had to confront is the world ever thinking that i could be described by those definitions.in our desire to protect those we care about by giving them the cold, hard truth about their medical prognosis, or, indeed, a prognosis on the expected quality of their life, we have to make sure that we don't put the first brick in a wall that will actually disable someone.perhaps the existing model of only looking at what is broken in you and how do we fix it, serves to be more disabling to the individual than the pathology itself.by not treating the wholeness of a person, by not acknowledging their potency, we are creating another ill on top of whatever natural struggle they might have.we are effectively grading someone's worth to our community.so we need to see through the pathology and into the range of human capability.and, most importantly, there's a partnership between those perceived deficiencies and our greatest creative ability.so it's not about devaluing, or negating, these more trying times as something we want to avoid or sweep under the rug, but instead to find those opportunities wrapped in the adversity.so maybe the idea i want to put out there is not so much overcoming adversity as it is opening ourselves up to it, embracing it, grappling with it, to use a wrestling term, maybe even dancing with it.and, perhaps, if we see adversity as natural, consistent and useful, we're less burdened by the presence of it.this year we celebrate the 200th birthday of charles darwin, and it was 150 years ago, when writing about evolution, that darwin illustrated, i think, a truth about the human character.to paraphrase: it's not the strongest of the species that survives, nor is it the most intelligent that survives;it is the one that is most adaptable to change.conflict is the genesis of creation.from darwin's work, amongst others, we can recognize that the human ability to survive and flourish is driven by the struggle of the human spirit through conflict into transformation.so, again, transformation, adaptation, is our greatest human skill.and, perhaps, until we're tested, we don't know what we're made of.maybe that's what adversity gives us: a sense of self, a sense of our own power.so, we can give ourselves a gift.we can re-imagine adversity as something more than just tough times.maybe we can see it as change.adversity is just change that we haven't adapted ourselves to yet.i think the greatest adversity that we've created for ourselves is this idea of normalcy.now, who's normal? there's no normal.there's common, there's typical.there's no normal, and would you want to meet that poor, beige person if they existed?(laughter)i don't think so.if we can change this paradigm from one of achieving normalcy to one of possibility--or potency, to be even a little bit more dangerous--we can release the power of so many more children, and invite them to engage their rare and valuable abilities with the community.anthropologists tell us that the one thing we as humans have always required of our community members is to be of use, to be able to contribute.there's evidence that neanderthals, 60,000 years ago, carried their elderly and those with serious physical injury, and perhaps it's because the life experience of survival of these people proved of value to the community.they didn't view these people as broken and useless;they were seen as rare and valuable.a few years ago, i was in a food market in the town where i grew up in that red zone in northeastern pennsylvania, and i was standing over a bushel of tomatoes.it was summertime: i had shorts on.i hear this guy, his voice behind me say, “well, if it isn't aimee mullins.” and i turn around, and it's this older man.i have no idea who he is.and i said, “i'm sorry, sir, have we met? i don't remember meeting you.”

he said, “well, you wouldn't remember meeting me.i mean, when we met i was delivering you from your mother's womb.”(laughter)oh, that guy.and, but of course, actually, it did click.this man was dr.kean, a man that i had only known about through my mother's stories of that day, because, of course, typical fashion, i arrived late for my birthday by two weeks.and so my mother's prenatal physician had gone on vacation, so the man who delivered me was a complete stranger to my parents.and, because i was born without the fibula bones, and had feet turned in, and a few toes in this foot and a few toes in that, he had to be the bearer--this stranger had to be the bearer of bad news.he said to me, “i had to give this prognosis to your parents that you would never walk, and you would never have the kind of mobility that other kids have or any kind of life of independence, and you've been making liar out of me ever since.”(laughter)(applause)

the extraordinary thing is that he said he had saved newspaper clippings throughout my whole childhood, whether winning a second grade spelling bee, marching with the girl scouts, you know, the halloween parade, winning my college scholarship, or any of my sports victories, and he was using it, and integrating it into teaching resident students, med students from hahnemann medical school and hershey medical school.and he called this part of the course the x factor, the potential of the human will.no prognosis can account for how powerful this could be as a determinant in the quality of someone's life.and dr.kean went on to tell me, he said, “in my experience, unless repeatedly told otherwise, and even if given a modicum of support, if left to their own devices, a child will achieve.”

see, dr.kean made that shift in thinking.he understood that there's a difference between the medical condition and what someone might do with it.and there's been a shift in my thinking over time, in that, if you had asked me at 15 years old, if i would have traded prosthetics for flesh-and-bone legs, i wouldn't have hesitated for a second.i aspired to that kind of normalcy back then.but if you ask me today, i'm not so sure.and it's because of the experiences i've had with them, not in spite of the experiences i've had with them.and perhaps this shift in me has happened because i've been exposed to more people who have opened doors for me than those who have put lids and cast shadows on me.see, all you really need is one person to show you the epiphany of your own power, and you're off.if you can hand somebody the key to their own power--the human spirit is so receptive--if you can do that and open a door for someone at a crucial moment, you are educating them in the best sense.you're teaching them to open doors for themselves.in fact, the exact meaning of the word “educate” comes from the root word “educe.” it means “to bring forth what is within, to bring out potential.” so again, which potential do we want to bring out?

there was a case study done in 1960s britain, when they were moving from grammar schools to comprehensive schools.it's called the streaming trials.we call it “tracking” here in the states.it's separating students from a, b, c, d and so on.and the “a students” get the tougher curriculum, the best teachers, etc.well, they took, over a three-month period, d-level students, gave them a's, told them they were “a's,” told them they were bright, and at the end of this three-month period, they were performing at a-level.and, of course, the heartbreaking, flip side of this study, is that they took the “a students” and told them they were “d's.” and that's what happened at the end of that three-month period.those who were still around in school, besides the people who had dropped out.a crucial part of this case study was that the teachers were duped too.the teachers didn't know a switch had been made.they were simply told, “these are the 'a-students,' these are the 'd-students.'” and that's how they went about teaching them and treating them.so, i think that the only true disability is a crushed spirit, a spirit that's been crushed doesn't have hope, it doesn't see beauty, it no longer has our natural, childlike curiosity and our innate ability to imagine.if instead, we can bolster a human spirit to keep hope, to see beauty in themselves and others, to be curious and imaginative, then we are truly using our power well.when a spirit has those qualities, we are able to create new realities and new ways of being.i'd like to leave you with a poem by a fourteenth-century persian poet named hafiz that my friend, jacques dembois told me about, and the poem is called “the god who only knows four words”: “every child has known god, not the god of names, not the god of don'ts, but the god who only knows four words and keeps repeating them, saying, 'come dance with me.come, dance with me.come, dance with me.'”

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第五篇：等待的憂傷情感美文

不知道從什么時候開始，喜歡上獨處的時間，一個人，安靜地，想很多事情。

兩個月前，我和她分手了，結束了一年多的戀情。她長得眉清目秀，性格安靜嫻雅，而如今，我已經給不了她所期待的愛情。“你干嘛？分手你個大頭鬼啊。。”她的閨蜜知道這件事后發來QQ，如是質問我，“我也很無奈，我累了。”之后的結果是，她們都把握從好友列表中刪了。

緣分，一如參禪不說話。如今緣分已盡，來日方長，受過的傷會慢慢愈合，只是我不知道，她這樣一個閨怨的女孩，用什么方式來撫平心里的創傷，逃避，哭泣，哭到聲嘶力竭，在極度的不平靜中，慢慢化解心中的悲傷，這是一種痛苦的選擇。后來聽說她養花了，三兩盆放在陽臺上，甚是好看。我想那是一陣痛苦過后，對自己心情的一種調養吧，過往的種種好與壞，暫且放下，翻開新的一頁，像花一樣，純凈無暇。

一段感情過后，離開的那個人，就真的離開了。也許會有另一個人，代替離開的那個，然后出現在她的世界里，默默地為她付出，彌補遺失的美好。而他，真的出現了，意料之中。那是她的一個初中同學，對她很好，每天都會去逛她的空間，在她的說說里給予她關懷，我心里頓生欣慰。我辜負了她，沒有給她想要的愛情，對她關懷不夠，如今有那么一個人愿意為她付出，真的感到歡喜。愛情，不就是忘掉錯的人，然后和對的人相遇嗎？是這樣子的。他已經等了她好久，而且還會等下去，直到她肯接受他，然后在一起，祝福。

誓言，塵世里最無望的祈盼。而我給她的誓言，已如逝去的春天，殘花凋謝。希望他的能給她帶來絲絲溫暖，不要是傷害的。讓她的心情如來年的春天，萬花齊放快樂地過她真正想要的生活。

想起一個人。住我家隔壁，相貌平平，但樂觀直率，在短短的幾年時間里，她就經歷了兩次婚姻的失敗，當人們都為她的經歷感到惋惜時，她卻表現得很坦然，我深深記得她來我家聊天時說的一句話：“沒了就沒了，那是他的損失。”言語中還帶著笑容。離婚后她的生活也是如此，就像平常一樣，沒有波瀾。

如此樂觀的人，我不得不肅然起敬。生活就像一潭水，起波折是難免的，但哪怕再多的波折，最后總有歸于平靜，再苦，再痛，總會成為過去，而那人，那情，也會忘掉的。

向來緣淺，奈何情深，郭敬明非常感傷的一句話，道出了多少戀人憂傷的過往。早盡的緣分，換來下一次的等待，愛，懂不懂，已經不重要，重要的是，曾經在乎。不知你這一次的等待，又憂傷了誰的過往。我的青春，感謝有你的陪伴。