俄罗斯“联盟号”宇宙飞船

比这还心塞的是，俄罗斯正式宣布：“联盟号”宇宙飞船将在中国空间站建成之日起（2020年），拒绝西方国家使用。最心塞的是，俄罗斯表示不再为美国火箭提供发动机，这将导致美国卫星难以升空。俄罗斯这两个决定很有投名状的意思。在这之前，俄罗斯已经宣布不再独立研发空间站，而是并入中国的空间站计划，同时还把自己的格洛纳斯导航系统并入中国的北斗导航系统。这个决定让印度直接崩溃了，因为印度这么多年买了俄国无数的军火，这些军火的导航系统如果并入中国北斗，等于是把印度的国防部署完全暴露给了中国。据悉印度已经就此向俄罗斯抗议，表示你太坑了，完全不是一个负责任的大国。

人生如梦，牵挂，是人与人之间的质朴情感，是心与心之间的盈盈惦念； ........................................................................................................ 牵挂，是亲情的真挚流露，是爱情的由衷眷恋； ........................................................................................................ 牵挂，是朋友间的祝福问候，是知己间的相惜流连。 茫茫人海中，有几个人牵挂着你的悲喜；大千世界里，有几颗心感应着你的气息。 生活中总有人牵挂着你，也总会有人让你惦记。 被人牵挂，是一种无法言说的感动与欢愉； 牵挂别人，是一种油然于心的惦念和情意。 牵挂，是人与人之间的真情表达，是一颗心对另一颗心的深深思念，是源自心底的一份切切祝福，是发乎于情的一份拳拳依恋。 被人牵挂真好，那感觉如此美妙，心如春天盎然诗意；牵挂别人好甜，那体会这般奇妙，情若栀子满满甜蜜。 牵挂，就像一抹和煦的阳光，每每忆起，总是心生暖意温润心底； 牵挂，就是一种默默守望，倾心倾情，穿越时空轮回四季。 牵挂，就是一种脉脉的心结，纵然坎坷沧桑，你依然驻扎在我的心海里； 牵挂，就是一种淡淡的情思，即使海角天涯，万水千山，你依旧流淌奔涌在我的血液里。 走进了人生，便走进了牵挂，拥有了牵挂，便拥有了生活的酸甜苦辣。 亲人之间的嘘寒问暖，让我们从不觉得寂寞寒凉孤立无援，那血浓于水的亲情， 彼此牵挂，相拥取暖，它把我们的血脉和生命紧紧相连； 爱人之间的体贴思念，让我们心灵抚慰幸福蜜甜，那心心相印相濡以沫的爱情，是动力，是源泉，它陪伴我们走向手牵手的永远； 友情之间的相互关爱、无私奉献，让我们感受到了人间真情博大胸怀，这惺惺相惜的友谊，是尊重，是仁爱，是人生路上的相依相伴。 牵挂，是一幅浓郁淡雅的水墨画，是一曲自然质朴的情之歌。它蕴含丰富，情深意长，有阳光有雨露，有鸟语有花香，有清风明月，也有情思惆怅。 牵挂，让人生平添几分幸福，几多情意；牵挂，让生活增加几许温馨，几多情长。 人生需要静美，生活需要牵挂。 有了牵挂，生活就会多一缕柔美阳光，生命之歌就会更加嘹亮唱响； 有了牵挂，生活就会多一份憧憬遐想，人生就会更加灿烂辉煌； 有了牵挂，生命便不会苍白，生活就更加丰富多彩； 有了牵挂，人生就有了目标和动力，未来也就充满了梦想与希望。蓦然回首万事空。 致自己：保重! 别只顾着忙碌的工作， 有钱的时候要出去走走; 别总是去为别人着想， 有空的时候要心疼自我。 别把太多人看得那么重要， 有些人不配得到你的好; 别让太多事造成你的困扰， 有些事想多了徒增烦恼。 致自己：挺住! 人生的路你要一个人走! 致自己：加油! 生活的苦你要一个人受! 致自己：保重! 身上的伤你要一个人抚！ 任春去秋来，花开花落，看人间冷暖，赏天高云淡。请您转发分享，弘扬中华传统文化！

俄罗斯则回应：我是大国，但“负责任”三字是你自己加上去的。情况呢就是这么个情况：中国空间站将替代西方16个国家主导的国际空间站成为人类到太空的唯一落脚点。当年被拒之门外的穷客人，如今摇身一变成为宴会主人，还有个原则：有钱也不请你吃，是朋友才行。

天宫一号

因此，一向在科技上领先世界的美日欧意识到了，未来哪个国家是航天强国，中国说了算。所以一定要拿到中国的邀请券。就算拿到邀请券，还是得谈钱，之前通过俄罗斯“联盟号”往返国际空间站一趟，费用折算成人民币是将近10亿，他们跟俄罗斯没有还价的余地，于是希望中国收费能够便宜点，毕竟地主家也没余粮了。

人生如梦，牵挂，是人与人之间的质朴情感，是心与心之间的盈盈惦念； ........................................................................................................ 牵挂，是亲情的真挚流露，是爱情的由衷眷恋； ........................................................................................................ 牵挂，是朋友间的祝福问候，是知己间的相惜流连。 茫茫人海中，有几个人牵挂着你的悲喜；大千世界里，有几颗心感应着你的气息。 生活中总有人牵挂着你，也总会有人让你惦记。 被人牵挂，是一种无法言说的感动与欢愉； 牵挂别人，是一种油然于心的惦念和情意。 牵挂，是人与人之间的真情表达，是一颗心对另一颗心的深深思念，是源自心底的一份切切祝福，是发乎于情的一份拳拳依恋。 被人牵挂真好，那感觉如此美妙，心如春天盎然诗意；牵挂别人好甜，那体会这般奇妙，情若栀子满满甜蜜。 牵挂，就像一抹和煦的阳光，每每忆起，总是心生暖意温润心底； 牵挂，就是一种默默守望，倾心倾情，穿越时空轮回四季。 牵挂，就是一种脉脉的心结，纵然坎坷沧桑，你依然驻扎在我的心海里； 牵挂，就是一种淡淡的情思，即使海角天涯，万水千山，你依旧流淌奔涌在我的血液里。 走进了人生，便走进了牵挂，拥有了牵挂，便拥有了生活的酸甜苦辣。 亲人之间的嘘寒问暖，让我们从不觉得寂寞寒凉孤立无援，那血浓于水的亲情， 彼此牵挂，相拥取暖，它把我们的血脉和生命紧紧相连； 爱人之间的体贴思念，让我们心灵抚慰幸福蜜甜，那心心相印相濡以沫的爱情，是动力，是源泉，它陪伴我们走向手牵手的永远； 友情之间的相互关爱、无私奉献，让我们感受到了人间真情博大胸怀，这惺惺相惜的友谊，是尊重，是仁爱，是人生路上的相依相伴。 牵挂，是一幅浓郁淡雅的水墨画，是一曲自然质朴的情之歌。它蕴含丰富，情深意长，有阳光有雨露，有鸟语有花香，有清风明月，也有情思惆怅。 牵挂，让人生平添几分幸福，几多情意；牵挂，让生活增加几许温馨，几多情长。 人生需要静美，生活需要牵挂。 有了牵挂，生活就会多一缕柔美阳光，生命之歌就会更加嘹亮唱响； 有了牵挂，生活就会多一份憧憬遐想，人生就会更加灿烂辉煌； 有了牵挂，生命便不会苍白，生活就更加丰富多彩； 有了牵挂，人生就有了目标和动力，未来也就充满了梦想与希望。蓦然回首万事空。 致自己：保重! 别只顾着忙碌的工作， 有钱的时候要出去走走; 别总是去为别人着想， 有空的时候要心疼自我。 别把太多人看得那么重要， 有些人不配得到你的好; 别让太多事造成你的困扰， 有些事想多了徒增烦恼。 致自己：挺住! 人生的路你要一个人走! 致自己：加油! 生活的苦你要一个人受! 致自己：保重! 身上的伤你要一个人抚！ 任春去秋来，花开花落，看人间冷暖，赏天高云淡。请您转发分享，弘扬中华传统文化！

169. Don't let yesterday use up too much of today.  别留念昨天了，把握好今天吧。(Will Rogers) 170. If you are not brave enough, no one will back you up.  你不勇敢，没人替你坚强。171. If you don't build your dream, someone will hire you to build theirs.  如果你没有梦想，那么你只能为别人的梦想打工。172. Beauty is all around, if you just open your heart to see.  只要你给自己机会，你会发现你的世界可以很美丽。173. The difference in winning and losing is most often...not quitting.  赢与输的差别通常是--不放弃。(华特·迪士尼) 174. I am ordinary yet unique.  我很平凡，但我独一无二。175. I like people who make me laugh in spite of myself.  我喜欢那些让我笑起来的人，就算是我不想笑的时候。176. Image a new story for your life and start living it. 为你的生命想一个全新剧本，并去倾情出演吧！177. I'd rather be a happy fool than a sad sage.  做个悲伤的智者，不如做个开心的傻子。178. The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.  未来属于那些相信梦想之美的人。(埃莉诺·罗斯福) 179. Even if you get no applause, you should accept a curtain call gracefully and appreciate your own efforts.  即使没有人为你鼓掌，也要优雅的谢幕，感谢自己的认真付出。180. Don't let dream just be your dream.  别让梦想只停留在梦里。181. A day without laughter is a day wasted.  没有笑声的一天是浪费了的一天。(卓别林) 182. Travel and see the world; afterwards, you will be able to put your concerns in perspective.  去旅行吧，见的世面多了，你会发现原来在意的那些结根本算不了什么。183. The key to acquiring proficiency in any task is repetition.  任何事情成功关键都是熟能生巧。《生活大爆炸》 184. You can be happy no matter what.  开心一点吧，管它会怎样。185. A good plan today is better than a perfect plan tomorrow.  今天的好计划胜过明天的完美计划。186. Nothing is impossible, the word itself says 'I'm possible'!  一切皆有可能！“不可能”的意思是：“不，可能。”(奥黛丽·赫本) 187. Life isn't fair, but no matter your circumstances, you have to give it your all.  生活是不公平的，不管你的境遇如何，你只能全力以赴。188. No matter how hard it is, just keep going because you only fail when you give up.  无论多么艰难，都要继续前进，因为只有你放弃的那一刻，你才输了。      When Paul Jobs was mustered out of the Coast Guard after World War II, he made a wager with his crewmates. They had arrived in San Francisco, where their ship was decommissioned, and Paul bet that he would find himself a wife within two weeks. He was a taut, tattooed engine mechanic, six feet tall, with a passing resemblance to James Dean. But it wasn’t his looks that got him a date with Clara Hagopian, a sweet-humored daughter of Armenian immigrants. It was the fact that he and his friends had a car, unlike the group she had originally planned to go out with that evening. Ten days later, in March 1946, Paul got engaged to Clara and won his wager. It would turn out to be a happy marriage, one that lasted until death parted them more than forty years later. Paul Reinhold Jobs had been raised on a dairy farm in Germantown, Wisconsin. Even though his father was an alcoholic and sometimes abusive, Paul ended up with a gentle and calm disposition under his leathery exterior. After dropping out of high school, he wandered through the Midwest picking up work as a mechanic until, at age nineteen, he joined the Coast Guard, even though he didn’t know how to swim. He was deployed on the USS General M. C. Meigs and spent much of the war ferrying troops to Italy for General Patton. His talent as a machinist and fireman earned him commendations, but he occasionally found himself in minor trouble and never rose above the rank of seaman. Clara was born in New Jersey, where her parents had landed after fleeing the Turks in Armenia, and they moved to the Mission District of San Francisco when she was a child. She had a secret that she rarely mentioned to anyone: She had been married before, but her husband had been killed in the war. So when she met Paul Jobs on that first date, she was primed to start a new life. Clara, however, loved San Francisco, and in 1952 she convinced her husband to move back there. They got an apartment in the Sunset District facing the Pacific, just south of Golden Gate Park, and he took a job working for a finance company as a “repo man,” picking the locks of cars whose owners hadn’t paid their loans and repossessing them. He also bought, repaired, and sold some of the cars, making a decent enough living in the process. There was, however, something missing in their lives. They wanted children, but Clara had suffered an ectopic pregnancy, in which the fertilized egg was implanted in a fallopian tube rather than the uterus, and she had been unable to have any. So by 1955, after nine years of marriage, they were looking to adopt a child. Like Paul Jobs, Joanne Schieble was from a rural Wisconsin family of German heritage. Her father, Arthur Schieble, had immigrated to the outskirts of Green Bay, where he and his wife owned a mink farm and dabbled successfully in various other businesses, including real estate and photoengraving. He was very strict, especially regarding his daughter’s relationships, and he had strongly disapproved of her first love, an artist who was not a Catholic. Thus it was no surprise that he threatened to cut Joanne off completely when, as a graduate student at the University of Wisconsin, she fell in love with Abdulfattah “John” Jandali, a Muslim teaching assistant from Syria. Jandali was the youngest of nine children in a prominent Syrian family. His father owned oil refineries and multiple other businesses, with large holdings in Damascus and Homs, and at one point pretty much controlled the price of wheat in the region. His mother, he later said, was a “traditional Muslim woman” who was a “conservative, obedient housewife.” Like the Schieble family, the Jandalis put a premium on education. Abdulfattah was sent to a Jesuit boarding school, even though he was Muslim, and he got an undergraduate degree at the American University in Beirut before entering the University of Wisconsin to pursue a doctoral degree in political science. In the summer of 1954, Joanne went with Abdulfattah to Syria. They spent two months in Homs, where she learned from his family to cook Syrian dishes. When they returned to Wisconsin she discovered that she was pregnant. They were both twenty-three, but they decided not to get married. Her father was dying at the time, and he had threatened to disown her if she wed Abdulfattah. Nor was abortion an easy option in a small Catholic community. So in early 1955, Joanne traveled to San Francisco, where she was taken into the care of a kindly doctor who sheltered unwed mothers, delivered their babies, and quietly arranged closed adoptions. Joanne had one requirement: Her child must be adopted by college graduates. So the doctor arranged for the baby to be placed with a lawyer and his wife. But when a boy was born—on February 24, 1955—the designated couple decided that they wanted a girl and backed out. Thus it was that the boy became the son not of a lawyer but of a high school dropout with a passion for mechanics and his salt-of-the-earth wife who was working as a bookkeeper. Paul and Clara named their new baby Steven Paul Jobs. When Joanne found out that her baby had been placed with a couple who had not even graduated from high school, she refused to sign the adoption papers. The standoff lasted weeks, even after the baby had settled into the Jobs household. Eventually Joanne relented, with the stipulation that the couple promise—indeed sign a pledge—to fund a savings account to pay for the boy’s college education. There was another reason that Joanne was balky about signing the adoption papers. Her father was about to die, and she planned to marry Jandali soon after. She held out hope, she would later tell family members, sometimes tearing up at the memory, that once they were married, she could get their 别让梦想只停留在梦里。181. A day without laughter is a day wasted.  没有笑声的一天是浪费了的一天。(卓别林) 182. Travel and see the world; afterwards, you will be able to put your concerns in perspective.  去旅行吧，见的世面多了，你会发现原来在意的那些结根本算不了什么。183. The key to acquiring proficiency in any task is repetition.  任何事情成功关键都是熟能生巧。《生活大爆炸》 184. You can be happy no matter what.  开心一点吧，管它会怎样。baby boy back. Arthur Schieble died in August 1955, after the adoption was finalized. Just after Christmas that year, Joanne and Abdulfattah were married in St. Philip the Apostle Catholic Church in Green Bay. He got his PhD in international politics the next year, and then they had another child, a girl named Mona. After she and Jandali divorced in 1962, Joanne embarked on a dreamy and peripatetic life that her daughter, who grew up to become the acclaimed novelist Mona Simpson, would capture in her book Anywhere but Here. Because Steve’s adoption had been closed, it would be twenty years before they would all find each other. Steve Jobs knew from an early age that he was adopted. “My parents were very open with me about that,” he recalled. He had a vivid memory of sitting on the lawn of his house, when he was six or seven years old, telling the girl who lived across the street. “So does that mean your real parents didn’t want you?” the girl asked. “Lightning bolts went off in my head,” according to Jobs. “I remember running into the house, crying. And my parents said, ‘No, you have to understand.’ They were very serious and looked me straight in the eye. They said, ‘We specifically picked you out.’ Both of my parents said that and repeated it slowly for me. And they put an emphasis on every word in that sentence.” Abandoned. Chosen. Special. Those concepts became part of who Jobs was and how he regarded himself. His closest friends think that the knowledge that he was given up at birth left some scars. “I think his desire for complete control of whatever he makes derives directly from his personality and the fact that he was abandoned at birth,” said one longtime colleague, Del Yocam. “He wants to control his environment, and he sees the product as an extension of himself.” Greg Calhoun, who became close to Jobs right after college, saw another effect. “Steve talked to me a lot about being abandoned and the pain that caused,” he said. “It made him independent. He followed the beat of a different drummer, and that came from being in a different world than he was born into.” Later in life, when he was the same age his biological father had been when he abandoned him, Jobs would father and abandon a child of his own. (He eventually took responsibility for her.) Chrisann Brennan, the mother of that child, said that being put up for adoption left Jobs “full of broken glass,” and it helps to explain some of his behavior. “He who is abandoned is an abandoner,” she said. Andy Hertzfeld, who worked with Jobs at Apple in the early 1980s, is among the few who remained close to both Brennan and Jobs. “The key question about Steve is why he can’t control himself at times from being so reflexively cruel and harmful to some people,” he said. “That goes back to being abandoned at birth. The real underlying problem was the theme of abandonment in Steve’s life.” Jobs dismissed this. “There’s some notion that because I was abandoned, I worked very hard so I could do well and make my parents wish they had me back, or some such nonsense, but that’s ridiculous,” he insisted. “Knowing I was adopted may have made me feel more independent, but I have never felt abandoned. I’ve always felt special. My parents made me feel special.” He would later bristle whenever anyone referred to Paul and Clara Jobs as his “adoptive” parents or implied that they were not his “real” parents. “They were my parents 1,000%,” he said. When speaking about his biological parents, on the other hand, he was curt: “They were my sperm and egg bank. That’s not harsh, it’s just the way it was, a sperm bank thing, nothing more.” Silicon Valley The childhood that Paul and Clara Jobs created for their new son was, in many ways, a stereotype of the late 1950s. When Steve was two they adopted a girl they named Patty, and three years later they moved to a tract house in the suburbs. The finance company where Paul worked as a repo man, CIT, had transferred him down to its Palo Alto office, but he could not afford to live there, so they landed in a subdivision in Mountain View, a less expensive town just to the south. There Paul tried to pass along his love of mechanics and cars. “Steve, this is your workbench now,” he said as he marked off a section of the table in their garage. Jobs remembered being impressed by his father’s focus on craftsmanship. “I thought my dad’s sense of design was pretty good,” he said, “because he knew how to build anything. If we needed a cabinet, he would build it. When he built our fence, he gave me a hammer so I could work with him.” Fifty years later the fence still surrounds the back and side yards of the house in Mountain View. As Jobs showed it off to me, he caressed the stockade panels and recalled a lesson that his father implanted deeply in him. It was important, his father said, to craft the backs of cabinets and fences properly, even though they were hidden. “He loved doing things right. He even cared about the look of the parts you couldn’t see.” His father continued to refurbish and resell used cars, and he festooned the garage with pictures of his favorites. He would point out the detailing of the design to his son: the lines, the vents, the chrome, the trim of the seats. After work each day, he would change into his dungarees and retreat to the garage, often with Steve tagging along. “I figured I could get him nailed down with a little mechanical ability, but he really wasn’t interested in getting his hands dirty,” Paul later recalled. “He never really cared too much about m189. It requires hard work to give off an appearance of effortlessness.  你必须十分努力，才能看起来毫不费力。190. Life is like riding a bicycle.To keep your balance,you must keep moving.  人生就像骑单车，只有不断前进，才能保持平衡。(爱因斯坦) 191. Be thankful for what you have.You'll end up having more.  拥有一颗感恩的心，最终你会得到更多。192. Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes.  美是一种内心的感觉，并反映在你的眼睛里。(索菲亚·罗兰) 193. Friendship doubles your joys, and divides your sorrows.  朋友的作用，就是让你快乐加倍，痛苦减半。194. When you long for something sincerely, the whole world will help you.  当你真心渴望某样东西时，整个宇宙都会来帮忙。echanical things.” “I wasn’t that into fixing cars,” Jobs admitted. “But I was eager to hang out with my dad.” Even as he was growing more aware that he had been adopted, he was becoming more attached to his father. One day when he was about eight, he discovered a photograph of his father from his time in the Coast Guard. “He’s in the engine room, and he’s got his shirt off and looks like James Dean. It was one of those Oh wow moments for a kid. Wow, oooh, my parents were actually once very young and really good-looking.” Through cars, his father gave Steve his first exposure to electronics. “My dad did not have a deep understanding of electronics, but he’d encountered it a lot in automobiles and other things he would fix. He showed me the rudiments of electronics, and I got very interested in that.” Even more interesting were the trips to scavenge for parts. “Every weekend, there’d be a junkyard trip. We’d be looking for a generator, a carburetor, all sorts of components.” He remembered watching his father negotiate at the counter. “He was a good bargainer, because he knew better than the guys at the counter what the parts should cost.” This helped fulfill the pledge his parents made when he was adopted. “My college fund came from my dad paying $50 for a Ford Falcon or some other beat-up car that didn’t run, working on it for a few weeks, and selling it for $250—and not telling the IRS.” The Jobses’ house and the others in their neighborhood were built by the real estate developer Joseph Eichler, whose company spawned more than eleven thousand homes in various California subdivisions between 1950 and 1974. Inspired by Frank Lloyd Wright’s vision of simple modern homes for the American “everyman,” Eichler built inexpensive houses that featured floor-to-ceiling glass walls, open floor plans, exposed post-and-beam construction, concrete slab floors, and lots of sliding glass doors. “Eichler did a great thing,” Jobs said on one of our walks around the neighborhood. “His houses were smart and cheap and good. They brought clean design and simple taste to lower-income people. They had awesome little features, like radiant heating in the floors. You put carpet on them, and we had nice toasty floors when we were kids.” Jobs said that his appreciation for Eichler homes instilled in him a passion for making nicely designed products for the mass market. “I love it when you can bring really great design and simple capability to something that doesn’t cost much,” he said as he pointed out the clean elegance of the houses. “It was the original vision for Apple. That’s what we tried to do with the first Mac. That’s what we did with the iPod.” Across the street from the Jobs family lived a man who had become successful as a real estate agent. “He wasn’t that bright,” Jobs recalled, “but he seemed to be making a fortune. So my dad thought, ‘I can do that.’ He worked so hard, I remember. He took these night classes, passed the license test, and got into real estate. Then the bottom fell out of the market.” As a result, the family found itself financially strapped for a year or so while Steve was in elementary school. His mother took a job as a bookkeeper for Varian Associates, a company that made scientific instruments, and they took out a second mortgage. One day his fourth-grade teacher asked him, “What is it you don’t understand about the universe?” Jobs replied, “I don’t understand why all of a sudden my dad is so broke.” He was proud that his father never adopted a servile attitude or slick style that may have made him a better salesman. “You had to suck up to people to sell real estate, and he wasn’t good at that and it wasn’t in his nature. I admired him for that.” Paul Jobs went back to being a mechanic. His father was calm and gentle, traits that his son later praised more than emulated. He was also resolute. Jobs described one exampl What made the neighborhood different from the thousands of other spindly-tree subdivisions across America was that even the ne’er-do-wells tended to be engineers. “When we moved here, there were apricot and plum orchards on all of these corners,” Jobs recalled. “But it was beginning to boom because of military investment.” He soaked up the history of the valley and developed a yearning to play his own role. Edwin Land of Polaroid later told him about being asked by Eisenhower to help build the U-2 spy plane cameras to see how real the Soviet threat was. The film was dropped in canisters and returned to the NASA Ames Research Center in Sunnyvale, not far from where Jobs lived. “The first computer terminal I ever saw was when my dad brought me to the Ames Center,” he said. “I fell totally in love with it.” Other defense contractors sprouted nearby during the 1950s. The Lockheed Missiles and Space Division, which built submarine-launched ballistic missiles, was founded in 1956 next to the NASA Center; by the time Jobs moved to the area four years later, it employed twenty thousand people. A few hundred yards away, Westinghouse built facilities that produced tubes and electrical transformers for the missile systems. “You had all these military companies on the cutting edge,” he recalled. “It was mysterious and high-tech and made living here very exciting.” In the wake of the defense industries there arose a booming economy based on technology. Its roots stretched back to 1938, when David Packard and his new wife moved into a house in Palo Alto that had a shed where his friend Bill Hewlett was soon ensconced. The house had a garage—an appendage that would prove both useful and iconic in the valley—in which they tinkered around until they had their first product, an audio oscillator. By the 1950s, Hewlett-Packard was a fast-growing company making technical instruments. Fortunately there was a place nearby for entrepreneurs who had outgrown their garages. In a move that would help transform the area into the cradle of the tech revolution, Stanford University’s dean of engineering, Frederick Terman, created a seven-hundred-acre industrial park on university land for private companies that could commercialize the ideas of his students. Its first tenant was Varian Associates, where Clara Jobs worked. “Terman came up with this great idea that did more than anything to cause the tech industry to grow up here,” Jobs said. By the time Jobs was ten, HP had nine thousand employees and was the blue-chip company where every engineer seeking financial stability wanted to work. The most important technology for the region’s growth was, of course, the semiconductor. William Shockley, who had been one of the inventors of the transistor at Bell Labs in New Jersey, moved out to Mountain View and, in 1956, started a company to build transistors using silicon rather than the more expensive germanium that was then commonly used. But Shockley became increasingly erratic and abandoned his silicon transistor project, which led eight of his engineers—most notably Robert Noyce and Gordon Moore—to break away to form Fairchild Semiconductor. That company grew to twelve thousand employees, but it fragmented in 1968, when Noyce lost a power struggle to become CEO. He took Gordon Moore and founded a company that they called Integrated Electronics Corporation, which they soon smartly abbreviated to Intel. Their third employee was Andrew Grove, who later would grow the company by shifting its focus from memory chips to microprocessors. Within a few years there would be more than fifty companies in the area making semiconductors. The exponential growth of this industry was correlated with the phenomenon famously discovered by Moore, who in 1965 drew a graph of the speed of integrated circuits, based on the number of transistors that could be placed on a chip, and showed that it doubled about every two years, a trajectory that could be expected to continue. This was reaffirmed in 1971, when Intel was able to etch a complete central processing unit onto one chip, the Intel 4004, tronic amplifier. “So I raced home, and I told my dad that he was wrong.” “No, it needs an amplifier,” his father assured him. When Steve protested otherwise, his father said he was crazy. “It can’t work without an amplifier. There’s some trick.” “I kept saying no to my dad, telling him he had to see it, and finally he actually walked down with me and saw it. And he said, ‘Well I’ll be a bat out of hell.’” Jobs recalled the incident vividly because it was his first realization that his father did not know everything. Then a more disconcerting discovery began to dawn on him: He was smarter than his parents. He had always admired his father’s competence and savvy. “He was not an educated man, but I had always thought he was pretty damn smart. He didn’t read much, but he could do a lot. Almost everything mechanical, he could figure it out.” Yet the carbon microphone incident, Jobs said, began a jarring process of realizing that he was in fact more clever and quick than his parents. “It was a very big moment that’s burned into my mind. When I realized that I was smarter than my parents, I felt tremendous shame for having thought that. I will never forget that moment.” This discovery, he later told friends, along with the fact that he was adopted, made him feel apart—detached and separate—from both his family and the world. Another layer of awareness occurred soon after. Not only did he discover that he was brighter than his parents, but he discovered that they knew this. Paul and Clara Jobs were loving parents, and they were willing to adapt their lives to suit a son who was very smart—and also willful. They would go to great lengths to accommodate him. And soon Steve discovered this fact as well. “Both my parents got me. They felt a lot of responsibility once they sensed that I was special. They found ways to keep feeding me stuff and putting me in better schools. They were willing to defer to my needs.” So he grew up not only with a sense of having once been abandoned, but also with a sense that he was special. In his own mind, that was more important in the formation of his personality. School Even before Jobs started elementary school, his mother had taught him how to read. This, however, led to some problems once he got to school. “I was kind of bored for the first few years

不过跟加入空间站的费用相比，往返的“路费”只是小钱，不拿出千亿级别的预算，还搞什么航天技术。
处境最艰难的当属美国，他就像一个开奔驰住别墅欠银行钱的富豪，表面光鲜，
但鬼知道他已经欠下了20万亿美元的巨债，把美国卖了都卖不到这么多钱
，别说一千亿，一百亿都能让过会纠结不已，真怕他哪天带着小姨子跑了。

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其次是日本，经济低迷、人口老龄化，还拿着老本到处充大头；欧洲更不用提，破产的破产，申请保护的保护，想起来就可怜他们。美国《国家利益》明确指出，要在未来的太空竞争中保持竞争力的第一要素，就是入驻中国的“天宫三号”空间站，为此，美国拿出了当年封锁中国的空间站技术作为投诚信物。比这还寒掺的是法国，他们希望用印度都嫌弃了的“幻影2000”换一张邀请券。最奇葩的是，以近邻和“秦始皇后代”的身份企图加入，真不知哪来的自信。在费用方面，各国也都通过自己的媒体委婉地表达了意愿。美国《纽约时报》称，美国很有诚意加入中国空间站项目，但是希望中国能够考虑美国的债务情况，以大国姿态来面对，不要设置过高的价格门槛。 

欧洲媒体的口径分外一致，也是希望中国考虑欧洲现在的情况，如果能够合作，尽可能给些优惠，欧洲可以众筹集资参与，并考虑拿出一些技术作为回报。日本《产经新闻》最直白，表示中日之间相依相存，希望中国不要把参与标准定太高，另外，给个内部价。

人生如梦，牵挂，是人与人之间的质朴情感，是心与心之间的盈盈惦念； ........................................................................................................ 牵挂，是亲情的真挚流露，是爱情的由衷眷恋； ........................................................................................................ 牵挂，是朋友间的祝福问候，是知己间的相惜流连。 茫茫人海中，有几个人牵挂着你的悲喜；大千世界里，有几颗心感应着你的气息。 生活中总有人牵挂着你，也总会有人让你惦记。 被人牵挂，是一种无法言说的感动与欢愉； 牵挂别人，是一种油然于心的惦念和情意。 牵挂，是人与人之间的真情表达，是一颗心对另一颗心的深深思念，是源自心底的一份切切祝福，是发乎于情的一份拳拳依恋。 被人牵挂真好，那感觉如此美妙，心如春天盎然诗意；牵挂别人好甜，那体会这般奇妙，情若栀子满满甜蜜。 牵挂，就像一抹和煦的阳光，每每忆起，总是心生暖意温润心底； 牵挂，就是一种默默守望，倾心倾情，穿越时空轮回四季。 牵挂，就是一种脉脉的心结，纵然坎坷沧桑，你依然驻扎在我的心海里； 牵挂，就是一种淡淡的情思，即使海角天涯，万水千山，你依旧流淌奔涌在我的血液里。 走进了人生，便走进了牵挂，拥有了牵挂，便拥有了生活的酸甜苦辣。 亲人之间的嘘寒问暖，让我们从不觉得寂寞寒凉孤立无援，那血浓于水的亲情， 彼此牵挂，相拥取暖，它把我们的血脉和生命紧紧相连； 爱人之间的体贴思念，让我们心灵抚慰幸福蜜甜，那心心相印相濡以沫的爱情，是动力，是源泉，它陪伴我们走向手牵手的永远； 友情之间的相互关爱、无私奉献，让我们感受到了人间真情博大胸怀，这惺惺相惜的友谊，是尊重，是仁爱，是人生路上的相依相伴。 牵挂，是一幅浓郁淡雅的水墨画，是一曲自然质朴的情之歌。它蕴含丰富，情深意长，有阳光有雨露，有鸟语有花香，有清风明月，也有情思惆怅。 牵挂，让人生平添几分幸福，几多情意；牵挂，让生活增加几许温馨，几多情长。 人生需要静美，生活需要牵挂。 有了牵挂，生活就会多一缕柔美阳光，生命之歌就会更加嘹亮唱响； 有了牵挂，生活就会多一份憧憬遐想，人生就会更加灿烂辉煌； 有了牵挂，生命便不会苍白，生活就更加丰富多彩； 有了牵挂，人生就有了目标和动力，未来也就充满了梦想与希望。蓦然回首万事空。 致自己：保重! 别只顾着忙碌的工作， 有钱的时候要出去走走; 别总是去为别人着想， 有空的时候要心疼自我。 别把太多人看得那么重要， 有些人不配得到你的好; 别让太多事造成你的困扰， 有些事想多了徒增烦恼。 致自己：挺住! 人生的路你要一个人走! 致自己：加油! 生活的苦你要一个人受! 致自己：保重! 身上的伤你要一个人抚！ 任春去秋来，花开花落，看人间冷暖，赏天高云淡。请您转发分享，弘扬中华传统文化！

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但是，他们只看到了我们的成就，却没看到我们为此付出了多少代价，我们无数科研人员的心血、工程师的辛劳、普通工人的汗水，加在一起才造就了这一成果，所以，凭什么要降低价格？因为他们经济处境艰难吗？可我们更艰难的时候，可是被拒之门外的啊，这不是钱的事！

中国的空间站是老一辈研究者的梦想和新一代创造者的希望，是千千万万的科学家、工程师、普通工人，正是因为他们战时抛头颅、洒热血，和平时期奋斗在军工研究的一线，才有了我们如今静好岁月的生活。

我们绝对要正视所有科学家艰辛付出得来的劳动成果，不能轻易地降低价格，更不能白送。至于美日欧等西方国家提出的经济困难情况，则不属于我们应该考虑的范畴，毕竟我们自己的利益才是最重要的。