突然很想念北航清真食堂的糖蒜.北航的清真食堂离北航北门不远,就在五食堂东边. 清真食堂有两个房间,最里边那个房间卖羊肉泡馍,糖蒜就是它的配菜.买一份羊肉泡馍会送半头糖蒜.再加半头蒜就要加五毛钱.我离开的时候是这样.

糖蒜很脆,酸酸甜甜的带着大蒜的辣味,配羊肉是最好吃的,吃涮羊肉的时候也可以做配菜,我要流口水了.刚才上网看了一下,制作好麻烦,还要泡菜坛子.口水呀口水....

1:小时候的全家福,那时候我应该一岁多吧.


2:在峨嵋山的路上和猴子合影


3:爸爸妈妈的青春写真

4:爷爷奶奶的结婚照,爸爸妈妈的结婚照.我觉得爷爷年轻时像王力宏,好帅.爸爸的这张头发不知道怎么吹的.




5:爸爸小时候,妈妈小时候(中间那个最小的娃娃是妈妈)



6:外婆,二姨,大姨,妈妈(妈妈小时候真乖,是个漂亮小姑娘)




7:外婆的青春写真(右下).现在外婆都快80了,这些老照片真是珍贵呀.

   

小狗粪去乡里头开会去了，一个人在家怪不舒服。早上边逛论坛边就着豆奶草莓啃完了半个法棒，弹弹几年没摸的吉他，手疼，做题做题去……

大三的考试周,好像也是这个时候,以小腿被蚊子叮几个大包的代价拎着水杯背着书包在新图外面看了露天电影<毕业生>
噢,露天电影,夏天的味道.
   
Hello darkness, my old friend,
Ive come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
A neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one deared
Disturb the sound of silence.

Fools said i,you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisperd in the sounds of silence.

这天傍晚下了一场突如其来的大雨,上帝保佑我们在大雨前一秒钻进了一个韩国菜馆子.

前一天周六我们去逛了哈佛广场,来了这么久第一次去逛,真得很有文化气息阿~方圆10米内不下10个卖艺的.印象中哈佛广场有个冰淇淋貌似很有历史.转了一圈只在路边发现一个冰淇淋小摊写着since1950,来一个巧克力和花生酱味道的尝尝,不咋地,还没有哈根达斯的好吃,可能我没找对地方.然后去一个草坪坐着看小孩,鸽子,狗玩.....一派和谐的美国周末下午景象,,,,,,,