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<description><![CDATA[T&amp;Uuml; 1 Steht das im Text? Kreuzen Sie an.<br>1)Nein 2)Ja 3)N 4)N 5)J 6)J 7)J 8)NT&amp;Uuml; 2 Was passt zusammen?<br>1) Wie w&amp;auml;r&amp;acute;s mit einem Hemd?----------------------Es gef&amp;auml;llt mir gut.<br>2) Wie findest du Dieses?----------------------Die sind nicht so besonders.<br>3) Wie viel kostet das?----------------------36 Euro.<br>4) Der Schrank kostet 48 Euro----------------------Was, so teuer?<br>5) Was h&amp;auml;ltst du von den Lampen hier?----------------------Eine gute Idee.<br>6) Wo ist die Kasse?----------------------Da vorne.<br>7) Welches soll ich nehmen, das wei&amp;szlig;e oder das blaue?----------------------Das blaue steht dir besser.<br>8) Was machst du denn hier?----------------------Ich suche ein Geschenk für meinen Freund.T&amp;Uuml; 4 Ein Gespr&amp;auml;ch im Kaufhaus<br>Wrg&amp;auml;nzen Sie.<br>meinst gef&amp;auml;llt h&amp;auml;ltst schwarzen gef&amp;auml;llt kaufe blauen wie viel 35 billigeren Nimm 15 nehmeT&amp;Uuml; 5 Ein Geschenk für die Freundin<br>Erg&amp;auml;nzen Sie.<br>kaufst schlagst vor schenken hiefst empfiehlt gef&amp;auml;llt steht wünschenG&amp;Uuml; 1 Morgen, morgen, nur nicht heute.<br>Bilden Sie Dialoge.<br>1) A:Kannst du er nicht heute tragen?<br>   B:Nein, den will ich nicht. Morgen.<br>2) A:Kannst du er nicht heute schreiben?<br>   B:Nein, den will ich nicht. Morgen.<br>3) A:Kannst du es nicht heute zeigen?<br>   B:Nein, Das will ich nicht. Morgen.<br>4) A:kannst du sie nicht heute an rufen?<br>   B:Nein, sie will ich nicht. Morgen.<br>5) A:Kannst du es nicht heute bestellen?<br>   B:Nein, das will ich nicht. Morgen.G&amp;Uuml; 2 &quot;wollen&quot; oder &quot;k&amp;ouml;nnen&quot;?<br>Erg&amp;auml;nzen Sie.<br>1)will <br>2)Willst kann <br>3)Kann will kannst will <br>4)Willst will kann kannst <br>5)Kann will willenG&amp;Uuml; 3 Warum kommen ale nicht zu meiner Geburtstagsparty? &quot;k&amp;ouml;nnen nicht&quot;, &quot;wollen nicht&quot;, &quot;dürfen nicht&quot;? Bilden Sie S&amp;auml;tze.<br>1) Thomas will nicht kommen.<br>2) Peter will nicht kommen.<br>3) Klaus darf nicht kommen.<br>4) Wang Donghui kann nicht kommen.<br>5) Sabine kann nicht kommen.<br>6) Anna will nicht kommen.<br>7) Trudi darf nicht kommen.G&amp;Uuml; 5 Erg&amp;auml;nzen Sie.<br>1)-e 2)-e -e 3)-e -en -en -en -e 4)-en -e -e -en -e -en -enG&amp;Uuml; 6 Das mche ich nicht. Antworten Sie.<br>1) Die mache ich nicht.<br>2) Das trinke ich nicht.<br>3) Dem besuche ich nicht.<br>4) Dem zusammen lerne ich nicht.<br>5) Die anrufe ich nicht.<br>6) Dem helfe ich nicht.G&amp;Uuml; 7 Im m&amp;ouml;belhuas<br>Bilden Sie Dialoge.<br>A: Schatz, wie findest du den Schrank/die Couch/den Nachttisch/die Betten/das Regal?<br>B: Welchen/Welche/Welchen/Welche/Welches denn?<br>A: Na, den blauen/die rot/den schwarzen/die gro&amp;szlig;en/das 5.links.<br>B: Also, den/die/den/die/das finde ich sch&amp;ouml;n/cool/nicht besonders/praktisch/modern.G&amp;Uuml; 8 Die Qual der Wahl<br>Erg&amp;auml;nzen Sie.<br>1)welchem    dem neuen und langsamen     diesem<br>2)welchem    dem billigen und kleinen     In diesem<br>3)Welcher    Die moderne und unpraktische     Diese<br>4)Dem ruhigen und klenen     DiesesG&amp;Uuml; 9 Weihnachtsgeschenke<br>Bilden Sie Dialoge.<br>A: Du, sag mal, was schenken wir meinem Vater/meiner Gro&amp;szlig;eltern/meiner Schwester/unsem Nachbarskind?<br>B: Deiner Vater/Deiner Gro&amp;szlig;eltern/Deiner Schwester/Euerem Nachbarskind? Schenken wir ihm eine Flashe Wein/ihnen einen Teppich/ihr ein Fahrrad/ihm eine Kaffeekanne, oder?A: Du, sag mal, wem schenken wir die Krawatte/die Kaffeetassen/den Wecker/das Bild?<br>B: Die Krawatte/Die Kaffeetassen/Den Wecker/Das Bild? Schenken wir sie meinem Chef/sie meiner Tante/ihn meinen Elten/es meinem Onkel.G&amp;Uuml; 10 Der verw&amp;ouml;hnte Mao Mao<br>Antworten Sie.<br>1) O.K. Ich zeige es ihnen.<br>2) O.K. Ich kaufe ihn ihm.<br>3) O.K. Ich bringe sie ihm.<br>4) O.K. Ich hole ihn euch.<br>5) O.K. Ich schenke es dir.<br>6) O.K. Ich gibe ihn dir.<br>7) O.K. Ich hole sie dir.I&amp;Uuml; Ordnen Sie den Wünschen die E-Karten zu.<br>d c e b aI&amp;Uuml; 2 Was kann man wünschen? Erg&amp;auml;nzen Sie.<br>1)viel Erfolg 2)alles Gute 3)herzlichen Glückwunsch 4)viel Glück 5)gute ReiseH&amp;Uuml; 1 H&amp;ouml;ren Sie Dialog 1 zweimal und kreuzen Sie an.<br>1)A 2)CH&amp;Uuml; 2 H&amp;ouml;ren Sie Dialog 2 zweimal und kreuzen Sie an.<br>1)B 2)CH&amp;Uuml; 3 H&amp;ouml;ren Sie Dialog 3 zweimal. Steht das im Text? Kreuzen Sie an.<br>1)N 2)J 3)J 4)N 5)NL&amp;Uuml; 1 Steht das im Text? Kreuzen Sie an. <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[211 The One With the Lesbian Wedding]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;"><embed invokeURLs="false" allowNetworking="internal" enableContextMenu="False" width="260" height="185" loop="false" autostart="false" showstatusbar="1" src="http://v.youku.com/v_show/id_XMjA5MDU4MDg=.html" /><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">211 The One With the Lesbian Wedding</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[at Ross's. Carol and Susan are picking Ben up]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Ok. Here's his diaper bag, and his uh, Mr. Winky, and uh...oh, him. Hi!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: So how did everything go?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Oh, great. Great. There was a projectile, uh, throwing up incident, but he started it.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: Well, we've gotta go.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Ok.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">SUSAN: [clears her throat]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: Oh, right. Um, I've got some news. It's about us.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Oh, you and me?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: Uh, no, Susan and me.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">SUSAN: The other us.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Ok.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: We're uh, we're getting married.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: As in, &quot;I now pronounce you wife and wife&quot; married?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: Anyway, we'd like you to come, but we totally understand if you don't want to.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Why wouldn't I want to come? I had fun at the first wedding.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: Look I just thought that...</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: No no no, I mean, hey, why shouldn't I be happy for you? What would it say about me if I couldn't revel in your joy? I'm revelling baby, believe me!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">SUSAN: Is your finger caught in that chair?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Mmm hmmm.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: Want us to go?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Uh-huh.</span><wbr /><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[at Rachel and Monica's]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: This is so cool. You're actually gonna be on television.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: It really hit me last night. I'm gonna be on <span style="font-style:italic"><wbr />Days of our Lives</span><wbr />. And then I started thinkin' about all of us, and how these are the days of our lives..</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: Yes! Carol and Susan's caterer had a mountain bike accident this weekend, and she's in a full-body cast.</span><wbr />她全身都上了石膏<br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS, CHANDLER &amp; JOEY: Yes!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: They want me to do it, which is really cool, seeing as I've never catered before, and I really need the money, and this isn't a problem for you, is it?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Would it matter?</span><wbr />那有关系吗？<br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: Oh, you are so great! [kisses him] Thank you!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: Are you really not going?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: I am really not going. I don't get it. They already live together, why do they need to get married?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: They love each other, and they wanna celebrate that love with the people that are close with them.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: If you wanna call that a reason.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: [singing to the tune of Mister Rogers' Neighborhood] Who's the bitterest man in the living room, the bitterest man in the living room? Hi, neighbor.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: Ross, I thought you were over this.</span><wbr />不在意，不在乎<br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Look, that has nothing to do with this, ok? She's my ex-wife. If she were marrying a guy, none of you'd expect me to be there.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: Hey, if she were marrying a guy, she'd be like the worst lesbian ever.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: [entering hurriedly] Did I miss it? Did I miss it?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: No, I'm on right after this guy shoots himself.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: Whoa, she's pretty.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: Yeah, and she's really nice too. She taught me all about how to work the cameras</span><wbr />在镜头前演戏<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">, and smell-the-fart acting.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: I'm sorry, what?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: What?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: It's like, you got so many lines to learn so fast, that sometimes you need a minute to remember your next one. So while you're thinkin' of it, you take this big pause where you look all intense, you know, like this. </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: Oh, ok.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: There's my scene, there's my scene.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[Joey on tv] &quot;Mrs. Wallace, I'm Dr. Drake Ramoray, your sister's neurosurgeon. </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS. WALLACE: Is she gonna be all right?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: I'm afraid the situation is much worse than we expected. Your sister is suffering from a..subcranial hematoma. Perhaps we can discuss this further over coffee.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: Nice!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: That's great!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Excellent!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: For a minute there I thought you were actually tryin' to smell something.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;"> </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[Monica and Rachel's]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: That is so good! Do it again!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: All right, all right. &quot;Damnit Braverman, it's right there on the chart!&quot;</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: That's great. All right, I gotta get to work, I got a big dinosaur bone to inspect.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: No no, that's me.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: Oh, yeah. </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Oh, hello.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: Oh, thanks. I couldn't uh...</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Is everything ok?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: Um, no, huh-uh. One of my clients died on the massage table</span><wbr />按摩桌<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;"> today.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Oh my god.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: That's a little more relaxed than you want them to get.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: Yeah, um, she was 82 years old. Her name was um, Mrs. Adelman.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: Oh, honey.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: Yeah, it's just so strange. I mean, she probably woke up today and thought, &quot;ok, I'll have some breakfast, and then I'll take a little walk, and then I'll have my massage.&quot; Little did she know God was thinking</span><wbr />没有想到神在想<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">, &quot;Ok, but that's it.&quot; Oh, but the weirdest thing was, ok, I was cleansing her aura when she died, and when the spirit left her body, I don't think it went very far.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: What do you mean?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: I think it went into me.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[Everyone takes a step back from Phoebe]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;"> </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[Central Perk]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: God, this is so hard. I can't decide between lamb or duck.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: Well, of course, lambs are scarier. Otherwise the movie would've been called Silence of the Ducks.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Ok, who ordered what?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Oh, I believe I had the half-drunk cappuccino with the lipstick on the rim.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: Yes, and this with the cigarette butt in it, is that decaf?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Oh god.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: I can't believe you're so uptight about your mom comin'.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: I know, but it's just it's the first time, and I just don't want her to think that because I didn't marry Barry, that my life is total crap, you know?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: [Mrs. Adelman's voice] Talk about crap. Try listening to Stella Niedman tell the story of her and Rod Steiger for the hundredth time.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: Uh, Pheebs, how long do you think this lady'll be with us?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: I don't know. I mean, she obviously has some kind of unfinished business. [Mrs. Adelman's voice] Sit up!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS. GREEN: [entering] There she is.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Mom!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: Sweetie! So this is where you work? Oh, it's wonderful! Is it a living room? Is it a restaurant? Who can tell? But I guess that's the fun.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Pretty much.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: Monica! You look gorgeous! Last time I saw you, it was eat or be eaten.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: This is Joey, and Phoebe, and this is Chandler, and you remember Ross.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: Oh hello, Ross. </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Hi, Mrs. Green. [He gets up to shake her hand, but she ignores him.]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: So, what do you think of my daughter in the apron with the big job?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Oh Mom!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: If you didn't pour the coffee, no one would have anything to drink.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: Believe me, sometimes that happens.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: This is just so exciting. You know, I never worked. I went straight from my father's house to the sorority house to my husband's house. I am just so proud of you.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Really?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: Yes.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: I know who it is you remind me of. Evelyn Dermer. 'Course, that's before she got the lousy face lift. Now she looks like Soupy Sales.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: Pheebs, who's Evelyn Dermer?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: I don't know. Who's Soupy Sales?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;"> </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[at Rachel and Monica's]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: Oh my god, there's an unattractive nude man playing the cello.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Yeah, well just be glad he's not playing a smaller instrument.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: [laughing] You have some life here, sweetie.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: I know. And Mom, I realize you and Daddy were upset when I didn't marry Barry and get the big house in the suburbs with all the security and everything, but this is just so much better for me, you know?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: I do. You didn't love Barry. And I've never seen you this happy. I look at you and I think, oh, this is what I want.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: For...me.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: Well, not just for you.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Well, what do you mean?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: I'm uh, considering leaving your father.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: [entering] All right. Tell me if this is too cute. Lesbian wedding, chicken breasts.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Oh god. I think I'm gonna be sick.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: Why? It's not like I'm putting little nipples on them.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;"> </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[Central Perk]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: And you had no idea they weren't getting along?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: None.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: They didn't fight a lot?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: No! They didn't even talk to each other. God, how was I supposed to know they were having problems?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: [Mrs. Adelman's voice] In my day, divorce was not an option.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: Hey, look who's up.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: I just can't believe this is happening. I mean, when I was little, everybody's parents were getting divorced. I just figured as a grownup I wouldn't have to worry about this.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: Is there any chance that you can look at this as flattering? I mean, she's doing it because she wants to be more like you.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Well, then, you know, couldn't she have just copied my haircut?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: You know, it's funny when my parents got divorced, they sent me to this shrink, and she told me that all kids have a tendency to blame themselves. But in your case it's actually kind of true.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: That's him.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: Damn. My mail order grandfather hasn't come yet.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MR A: Phoebe?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: Yes, hi, Mr. Adelman. Thanks for meeting me.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MR A: Oh, that's all right, although you did cut into my busy day of sitting.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: Um, do you wanna sit?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MR A: Oh, no, please, I spent most of mid-morning trying to stand up. Now uh, what can I do for you, my dear?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE:Okay, I don't know how to say this, but I think when your wife's spirit left her body, it um, kind of stuck around in me.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MR A: You're saying, my wife is in you?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: Yeah. Ok, you don't have to believe me but um, can you think of any unfinished business she might have had, like any reason she'd be hanging around?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MR A: Well, I don't know what to tell you dear. The only thing I can think of is that she always used to say that before she died, she wanted to see everything.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: Everything?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MR A: Everything.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: Whoa, that's a lot of stuff.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MR A: Oh, wait, I remember, she also said she wanted to sleep with me one last time.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: I'm sorry, there's laughing in my head.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MR A: [to Joey] Worth a shot</span><wbr />值得一试<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">, huh?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;"> </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[Joey nods and shrugs.]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: Look at this.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: These are from Halloween three years ago.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: Oh, look, here's Barry. Did he have to come straight from the office?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: No, that was his costume. See, he's actually an orthodontist, but he came as a regular dentist.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: Um, you guys, you know when I said before, &quot;thank you, but I don't really need your help&quot;?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Actually, what I think you said was, &quot;don't touch that, and get the hell out of my kitchen.&quot;</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: Really? Weird. Anyway, see, I planned everything really well. I planned and I planned and I planned. It just turns out, I don't think I planned enough time to actually do it.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Hey, Mon, you want some help?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: If you want.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: [enters] Hey. What a day</span><wbr />好长的一天<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">. I took her everywhere. The Museum of Modern Art, Rockefeller Center, Statue of Liberty.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: She's still with you?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: Yeah. I guess she hasn't seen everything yet. I'll be right back, she has to go to the bathroom again. [Takes Mrs. Green's chin in her hand and says, in Mrs. Adelman's voice] Oh, such a pretty face.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: This is so much fun, just the girls. You know what we should do? Does anybody have any marijuana?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: God!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: All right, look, nobody's smoking pot around all this food. </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: That's fine. I never did it. I just thought I might. So, what's new in sex?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Oh! What's new in sex?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: The only man I've ever been with is your father.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: I'm dicing, I'm dicing, I don't hear anything.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: I mean, this is no offense to your dad, sweetie, but I was thinking there might be more.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Oh, I'm sorry. You know what? I cannot have this conversation with you. I mean, god, you just come in here, and drop this bomb on me, before you even tell Daddy. What? What do you want? Do you want my blessing?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: No.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: You want me to talk you out of it?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: No.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Then what? What do you want?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: I guess I just figured of all people you would understand this.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Why on earth would I understand this?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: You didn't marry your Barry. I did.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Oh.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;"> </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: All right people, we're in trouble here. We've only got 12 hours and 36 minutes left. Move, move, move!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: Monica, I feel like you should have German subtitles.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: Joey, speed it up!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: I'm sorry, it's the pigs. they're reluctant to get in the blankets!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: Monica, how did this happen? I thought you had this all planned out.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: Do you want me to cry? Is that what you want? Do you wanna see me cry?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: Sir! No sir!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: [to Ross] All right, you!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: No. Look, I told you I am not a part of this thing.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: All right, look, Ross. I realize that you have issues with Carol and Susan, and I feel for you, I do. But if you don't help me cook, I'm gonna take a bunch of those little hot dogs, and I'm gonna create a new appetizer called &quot;pigs in Ross&quot;. All right, ball the melon.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: Hey! How come I'm stuck dicing, when he gets to ball the melon.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[knock at the door]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: Hi.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: How's it going?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: It's goin' great. Right on schedule. Got my little happy helpers.[everyone groans]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: That’s fine, whatever.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: What's the matter?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: Nothing. Ok, everything. I think we're calling off the wedding.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: What?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: You're still gonna pay me, right? Or something a little less selfish.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Carol, what's the matter? What happened?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: My parents called this afternoon to say they weren't coming.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Oh my god.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: I mean, I knew they were having trouble with this whole thing, but they're my parents. They're supposed to give me away and everything.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: It's ok. I'm sorry.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: And then Susan and I got in this big fight because I said maybe we should call off the wedding, and she said we weren't doing it for them, we were doing it for us, and if I couldn't see that, then maybe we should call off the wedding. I don't know what to do.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: I uh can't believe I'm gonna say this, but I think Susan's right.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: You do?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Look, do you love her? And you don't have to be too emphatic about this.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: Of course I do.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Well then that's it. And if George and Adelaide can't accept that, then the hell with them</span><wbr />去他们的<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">. Look, if my parents didn't want me to marry you, no way that would have stopped me. Look, this is your wedding. Do it.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: You're right. Of course you're right.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: So we're back on</span><wbr />那么我们继续<span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: We're back on.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: You heard the woman. Peel, chop, devil! I can't believe I lost 2 minutes.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;"> </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[at the wedding]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: It just seems so futile, you know ? All these women, and nothing. I feel like Superman without my powers, you know? I have the cape, and yet I cannot fly.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: Well now you understand how I feel every single day, ok? The world is my lesbian wedding.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[Wedding music starts, Phoebe noisily unwraps a piece of candy.]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: [Mrs. Adelman's voice] Butterscotch? No one? All right, you'll be sorry later.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[Monica pushes Ben down the aisle in a stroller. Susan is escorted by both her parents. Carol is escorted by Ross.]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: Thank you.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Any time. [He doesn't want to let her go]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CAROL: Ross. [He lets her go]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MINISTER: You know, nothing makes God happier than when two people, any two people, come together in love. Friends, family, we're gathered here today to join Carol and Susan in holy matrimony.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: [Mrs. Adelman's voice] Oh my god. Now I've seen everything! [Phoebe's voice] Whoa, she's gone. She's gone. She's gone! Go ahead, get married. Go, go.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[At the reception, Monica and Ross watch Carol and Susan getting their picture taken.]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: Would you look at them?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Yeah, can't help but.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: [to a wedding guest] How's that pig-in-the-blanket workin' out for you? [the guy nods] I wrapped those bad boys.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: I miss Rose. </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: Oh, yeah? </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: I know it's kind of weird, but I mean, she was a big part of my life there, you know, and now I just feel kind of alone.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">WOMAN: You know, I uh, I couldn't help but overhear what you just said, and I think it's time for you to forget about Rose, move on with your life...how 'bout we go get you a drink?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: Ok, that's so nice.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[Chandler tries to warn Phoebe that the woman is coming on to her, but Phoebe doesn't see him.]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: [to an attractive woman] I shouldn't even bother coming up with a line, right? [The woman walks away]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: Hey, Mom? Having fun?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MRS GREEN: Oh, am I! I just danced with a wonderfully large woman. And three other girls made eyes at me over the buffet. Oh, I'm not saying it's something I wanna pursue, but it's nice to know I have options.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: There's more alcohol, right?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[Susan approaches Ross, who's looking lonely]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">SUSAN: How you doin'?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Ok.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">SUSAN: You did a good thing today.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Yeah.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">SUSAN: You wanna dance?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: No, that's fine.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">SUSAN: Come on. I'll let you lead.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Ok.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[They dance; Carol looks on lovingly.]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: [to the woman who just rejected him] All right look. Penis schmenis. We're all people. [She walks away again.]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;"> </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">[at Monica and Rachel's]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: Ok, which one of us do you think is gonna be the first one to get married?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ROSS: Well, Mon, I was married.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">PHOEBE: Yeah, me, too, technically.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">RACHEL: I had a wedding.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">MONICA: All right, just trying to start an interesting discussion.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">JOEY: I got one. Which one of us do you think will be the last to get married? [They all look at Chandler]</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">CHANDLER: Isn't Ben in this?</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">ALL: Oh, yeah! Absolutely.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;">END </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Times';line-height:1.8em;"> </span><wbr /><br> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<description><![CDATA[G&amp;Uuml; 1 Die Vermietern sagt.<br>Formen Sie um.<br>1) Sie sagt, ich soll nehmen die U2.<br>2) Sie sagt, ich soll kommen mit.<br>3) Sie sagt, ich soll h&amp;ouml;ren nachts kneene leute Musik.<br>4) Sie sagt, ich soll lesen die Hausordung genau.G&amp;Uuml; 2 So viele Verbote.<br>Formen Sie um.<br>1) Mein Vater sagt, ich darf nur eine Stunde lang Ball spielen.<br>2) Meine Oma sagt, ich darf machen L&amp;auml;rm.<br>3) Mein Opa sagt, ich darf tanzen nicht in seinem Zimmer.<br>4) Meine Mutter sagt, ich darf sitzen immer vor dem Fernseher.G&amp;Uuml; 3 Was muss man da machen?<br>Bilden Sie S&amp;auml;tze.<br>1) Er muss ruufen die polizei am sofort.<br>2) Er muss bleiben im Bett.<br>3) Sie muss sitzen lange und tippen viel.<br>4) Er muss bezahlen 100 Euro.G&amp;Uuml; 4 Was passt zusammen?<br>1) Im Kino----------------Man darf nicht rauchen.<br>2) Vor dem Autofahren----------------Man darf keinen Alkohol trinken.<br>3) An Wochenende----------------Da muss man nicht areiten.<br>4) Vorschlag vom Arzt----------------Ich soll im Bett bleiben.<br>5) Vor dem Termin----------------Ich muss gehen, sorst komme ich zu sp&amp;auml;t.<br>6) Frage an Frau Schmidt----------------Soll ich die Schuhe ausziehen?G&amp;Uuml; 5 soll dürfen oder müssen? <br>Erg&amp;auml;nzen Sie.<br>1)soll 2)Darf 3)muss dürfen 4)soll G&amp;Uuml; 7 Was passt zusammen?<br>1) Ich lerne----------------seit drei Wochen Deutsch.<br>2) Herr Schmidt kommt----------------aus Deutschland.<br>3) Wann m&amp;ouml;chtest du----------------nach München?<br>4) Die Frau arbeitet----------------bei siemens.<br>5) Maria f&amp;auml;hrt gern----------------mit der Bahn.<br>6) Komm gleich----------------zu mir.<br>7) Wo kommst du her?----------------Eben von der Uni.<br>8) Wo steht das Bett?----------------gegenüber dem Schreibtisch.G&amp;Uuml; 8 Alles schon da Erg&amp;auml;nzen Sie.<br>1)H&amp;auml;ngen h&amp;auml;ngt<br>2)Legen liegt<br>3)Stecken steckt<br>4)Stellen stehtG&amp;Uuml; 9 Wang Donghui bringt das Zimmer in Ordnung. Bilden Sie Dialoge.<br>A: Wohin h&amp;auml;ngt Wang Donghui das Bild?<br>B: Er h&amp;auml;ngt das Bild an die Wand über das Bett.<br>A: Wo sind das Bild jetzt?<br>B: Es ist an der Wand über dem Bett.I&amp;Uuml; 1 Erlauben Sie.<br>1)Bitte fragen Sie.<br>2)Man darf das ruhig mitnehmen.<br>3)Vor meinem Haus ist Parken erlaubt.<br>4)warum denn nicht? Mach das.I&amp;Uuml; 2 Verbieten Sie.<br>1)Es geht leider nicht.<br>Sie dürfen keinen L&amp;auml;rm machen.<br>2)der Kinder dürfen keinen Alkohol trinken.<br>Das ist nicht erlaubt.<br>3)du darfst nicht rauchen.<br>Rauchen schadet der Gesundheit.<br>4)Es ist hier im Haus unm&amp;ouml;glich.<br>Es ist gegen die Hausordnung.H&amp;Uuml; 1<br>JJJNH&amp;Uuml;2<br>ACDD <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[深切怀念季羡林先生]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[        我是11号从手机报上知道季老师辞世的消息的。 <br>        今天刚军训完毕，我们班9人就前往北大，为这位国学大师级人物吊唁。我很荣幸自己之前还听说过季羡林这个名字，多少对这位精通12种语言的大师有些了解；但也为自己不是很了解这位学界泰斗而遗憾。总之，我今天站在了季老的灵堂前，深深地鞠了躬，献上了我对老师的无限崇敬之前和缅怀之意。北大用百周年纪念讲堂来为曾经在这个校园里辛勤耕耘过的大师开设灵堂，也是对季老的肯定和对知识文化的肯定。 <br>        为什么会去向一个素不相识的人悼念我也说不清楚，只是觉得这是一个知识分子应该做的。 <br><wbr /><a href="http://b16.photo.store.qq.com/http_imgload.cgi?/rurl4_b=51319011d873ef5931d34859f21d26628af5d0e25261d70b81f08df264a54d1ad28609854ab0211e2d8943fbfecb0404a96aca0543e74f73dff8e633f14f130abab701a67bb158da14a1a57bea6e2677a649cabc" target="_blank"><img style="width:670px;height:503px;border:0;" src="http://b16.photo.store.qq.com/http_imgload.cgi?/rurl4_b=51319011d873ef5931d34859f21d26628af5d0e25261d70b81f08df264a54d1ad28609854ab0211e2d8943fbfecb0404a96aca0543e74f73dff8e633f14f130abab701a67bb158da14a1a57bea6e2677a649cabc" /></a><wbr /> <br>深切怀念季羡林先生 <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[农大金工实习八]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[　　今天是金工实习的最后一天，学的是铸造。 <br> <br>　　说实话有些心不在焉了，大部分时间在读我带去的《连城诀》，我一直高不清楚琵琶骨在哪里，只觉狄云这人实在太善良了，可能这就是人的本性吧。 <br>　　总的来说，这次金工实习还是比较好玩的，学到的东西也挺多的。中国农业大学给我留下的印象也是很好的。 <br>　　明天开始军训了，加油！ <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[农大金工实习七]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[　　我很佩服我自己，前面六天多么危险的工种都没有受伤，今天却在阴沟翻船了，居然在装配的时候挂彩了。手指居然挂到转动的齿轮之间了，还好是手动的，只被刮去一块肉，流了点血······ <br> <br>　　现在这只手指已经不能打字了<img src="http://imgcache.qq.com/qzone/em/e109.gif"><wbr />···前几天踢球，膝盖不知怎的被伤了，现在特别疼，是不是骨裂了<img src="http://imgcache.qq.com/qzone/em/e126.gif"><wbr />··· <br>　　可能是昨天太兴奋了，今天有些乐极生悲··· <br>　　不以物喜不以己悲······ <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[农大金工实习六]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[　　休息了三天后又开始金工实习了。 <br> <br>　　今天实习的内容也特别有意思——特种加工。这也是个机器干的活。人只需要画出想要加工的图像就可以了，连代码都不用自己写，软件自动生成。这肯定是未来发展的方向，也是windows为什么是全世界用户最多的操作系统的原因了。毕竟，直观的图形界面比密密麻麻的一串代码更容易让人接受。 <br>　　我做了个极为简单的字： <br><wbr /><a href="http://b17.photo.store.qq.com/http_imgload.cgi?/rurl4_b=1ce29db0c00d0e89ff656fc6eef2d8b55d6c97fc23d891797ae06c17a0a5cd520022ecd89f8de52060c43171b642fd84e53fe92c4d540d52d37e0f3d73f41b4388bc360621a8d46746fa3879001833def477bac7" target="_blank"><img style="border:0;" src="http://b17.photo.store.qq.com/http_imgload.cgi?/rurl4_b=1ce29db0c00d0e89ff656fc6eef2d8b55d6c97fc23d891797ae06c17a0a5cd520022ecd89f8de52060c43171b642fd84e53fe92c4d540d52d37e0f3d73f41b4388bc360621a8d46746fa3879001833def477bac7" /></a><wbr /> <br> <br><wbr /><a href="http://b19.photo.store.qq.com/http_imgload.cgi?/rurl4_b=1ce29db0c00d0e89ff656fc6eef2d8b5780244f537fcdf4965c1e380747eb3c5e655b007bb0a0fd3a4f4c77fcd504528f111cb0f5d5e4bb646db4ff51726de16dfea6969d6f8024e8305bfab84839c6819474a30" target="_blank"><img style="border:0;" src="http://b19.photo.store.qq.com/http_imgload.cgi?/rurl4_b=1ce29db0c00d0e89ff656fc6eef2d8b5780244f537fcdf4965c1e380747eb3c5e655b007bb0a0fd3a4f4c77fcd504528f111cb0f5d5e4bb646db4ff51726de16dfea6969d6f8024e8305bfab84839c6819474a30" /></a><wbr />  <br>  <br>今天还有个好消息，就是军训到18号就结束了··· <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[农大金工实习五]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[　　今天编了一天程序，结果不让我把实物作出来！真郁闷！<br><br>　　经过一天的数控车床的学习，我觉得其实数控的程序并不难，难的是怎样切削工件，才能快而准确的得到想要的东西。很遗憾，数控车床装的系统基本是日本人生产的，还有一台是西门子的，没有国产的，据说是我国的数控系统还不够成熟···在科学技术是第一生产力的今天，我辈任重道远···<br><br>　　本来想把程序写上来的，但考虑到没有把实物做出，程序未免有错，贻笑大方，就免了吧···<br><br>　　实习其实很累的，明天终于可以休息了。 <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[农大金工实习四]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[　　今天学的钳工，一整天都在自己做自己的东西。<br><br>　　直接上图吧，这可是我今天一天的成果啊！<br>A面<br><wbr /><a href="http://b19.photo.store.qq.com/http_imgload.cgi?/rurl4_b=1ce29db0c00d0e89ff656fc6eef2d8b5654e2c71aba28f8111a15e839a4b13d8e338d58d2002c2187cd8d443cf488aad0fb85281828f8735097b7b352b07b17316f25d9148596240fe51c5d5d89d253016ff85ae" target="_blank"><img style="border:0;" src="http://b19.photo.store.qq.com/http_imgload.cgi?/rurl4_b=1ce29db0c00d0e89ff656fc6eef2d8b5654e2c71aba28f8111a15e839a4b13d8e338d58d2002c2187cd8d443cf488aad0fb85281828f8735097b7b352b07b17316f25d9148596240fe51c5d5d89d253016ff85ae" /></a><wbr /><br> <br> <br>B面<br><wbr /><a href="http://b9.photo.store.qq.com/http_imgload.cgi?/rurl4_b=1ce29db0c00d0e89ff656fc6eef2d8b59b941e2df7453c656d0cd331f3b5e92a60e0420dfa6add6104cb9dfa1458793382fb932a611da6bc92ad0aca809c58868a266508796f3b91438b041a1860815cc99b4c90" target="_blank"><img style="border:0;" src="http://b9.photo.store.qq.com/http_imgload.cgi?/rurl4_b=1ce29db0c00d0e89ff656fc6eef2d8b59b941e2df7453c656d0cd331f3b5e92a60e0420dfa6add6104cb9dfa1458793382fb932a611da6bc92ad0aca809c58868a266508796f3b91438b041a1860815cc99b4c90" /></a><wbr /><br><br>　　猜猜这是什么吧··· <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[农大金工实习三]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[　　天北京的天气热得出奇，连微风拂过也是热的，蚊子也突然消失了。<br><br>　　这么热的天坐空调车里实在难受，导致我上午铣工实习的时候，昏昏沉沉，不想学了。也可能是自己动手做的地方太少，大部分时间都是师傅在讲、在做。下午的磨工更像是在磨洋工，面对不停做横向反复运动的工作台和那牛奶似的冷却液，一个字：晕！再加上一个怨妇型的师傅，实在没有学的兴趣。不过好像这些机床都不需要人过多的操作，只需做些反复令人疲乏的机械运动就ok了，远远没有昨天的车床有趣。<br><br>　　也不知道这种可恶的高温天气什么时候是个尽头······ <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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