咒语*harry potter

[watermark]咒语名 咒语 用途飞来咒 Accio 把东西招来急急现形 Aparecium 让隐形墨水显现幻影移形 Apparate 让自己在瞬间移动到别的地方阿拉霍洞开 Alobomora 打开某东西蝙蝠精魔咒 Bat-Bogey Hexes 倒地塔朗泰拉舞 Colloportus 使对手疯狂地跳起踢踏舞眼急咒 Conjunctivtus Curse 损害视力消隐无踪 Deletrius 使东西消失门牙赛大棒 Densaugeo 使门牙失去控制地疯长四分五裂 Diffindo 使东西撕裂或分开左右分离 Dissendium 使东西打开快快苏醒 Enervate 使东西变得有生气消隐无踪 Evanesco 使某物体立刻不见踪影呼神护卫 Expecto Patronum 变出一个守护神除你武器 Expelliarmus 使对手解除武装赤胆忠心魔咒 Fidelius Charm 将一桩秘密告诉另一个可信赖的人咒立停 Finite Incantatem 结束其他咒语障碍重重 Impedimenta 阻止某人或某物火焰熊熊 Incendio 用飞路粉从壁炉到壁炉的旅行时使用摄魂取念 Legilimens 进入别人大脑荧光闪烁 Lumos 使魔杖发出亮光一忘皆空 Obliviate 使人忘却统统石化 Petrificus Totalus 使人无法动弹盔甲护身 Protegos 可使自己不受侵害快快禁锢 Protego 立刻锁上门且静音永久粘贴咒 Permanent Sticking 把某东西永远粘在某个地方闪回前咒 prior Incantate 再现魔杖施的前一个魔咒咧嘴呼啦啦 Rictusempra 挠人痒痒滑稽滑稽 Riddikulus 使某种东西变得荒唐可笑粉身碎骨 Reducto 使对手粉身碎骨修复如初 Reparo 把东西修好无声无息 Sliencio 使自己做事没有声音昏昏倒地 Stupefy 使对手立刻昏倒清理一新 Scourgify 把某个地方清理干净羽加迪姆 勒维奥萨 Wingardium Leviosa 使东西飞起来*钻心咒 Crucio 能给人带来极度痛苦*夺魂咒 Imperio 使受害者完全受巫师控制*阿瓦达索命咒 Avada Kedavra 置一个人于死地严重警告：标*的是“不可饶恕咒”。任何巫师只要在另一个人身上施这些咒语，就会被判在阿兹卡班终身监禁。[/watermark]

MARTIN RUTHER KING

1. I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.In a sense we've come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the "unalienable Rights" of "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds."But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we've come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.We cannot turn back.There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until "justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream."
   I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of you have come from areas where your quest -- quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. I have a dream today!I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.I have a dream today!I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."? This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning: My country 'Ti's of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride, From every mountainside, let freedom ring! And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.
   And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania. Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado. Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California. But not only that: Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia. Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee. Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.From every mountainside, let freedom ring.And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual: Free at last! free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!

这厢是 梦梅恋上画中的仙
那厢是 丽娘为爱消香殒碎
为了爱 不吃不喝不睡
但穿过千年爱情不再流行生死相恋
爱是什么 什么是爱
接近以后就电
喜欢以后就追
腻了以后就飞
但亲爱 我为你狂 我为你变
就让我爱你爱的很深很远很古典
春水望断 夏花宿妆残
谁闻秋蝉 谁知冬来
冷秋千 笑声似犹在
剪不断思念 欲理还乱
]前缘 等待 再续 后爱
梦梅 丽娘 还魂 归来
]岁月 摧残 发白
就叫我白了头铁了心去等去爱
在梅边落花似雪纷纷绵绵谁人怜
在柳边风吹悬念生生死死随人愿
千年的等待滋味酸酸楚楚两人怨
牡丹亭上我眷恋日日年年未停歇
不停歇 不恨不怪不怨尤谁
只等待 牡丹开成灿烂的天
让传奇 永远被人看见
]让红尘世人能够感动能够深深了解
爱是什么 爱并不是
]就让这隽永传说为你重演
(昆曲)他年得傍蟾宫客
不在梅边在柳边
他年得傍蟾宫客
在梅边不知爱何时出现
在现实生活还是只能在梦里面
牡丹亭描述的浪漫不可思议
尤其是对我们这种新新人类
尤其是对我们生活太忙乱
没有时间吃饭
上网到眼睛酸
科技发达好有效率
而生活的节奏比明朝的快速一万倍
怎样才能够满足
小朋友哪有时间坐在那里看牡丹亭
花十九个小时唱到所有观众老了
作火车地铁飞机高速公路又在堵车
聪明的人知道时间就是钱要把握
失控之前要喘一口气
汤显祖让我向你学习
这么梦幻没人比你浪漫
]四百年的流传我只能说赞
我的世界一切越来越方便
但奇怪还是没有办法找到一种爱我不要跟你们赛跑
因为我知道生命是个礼物不希望这一辈子
没有爱而马不停蹄好想掉进那故事里
步骤慢点儿气氛神秘柳梦梅的美梦里
汤大师带我们回去充满爱的牡丹亭

青春·校园
阳光洒满大地，柳絮迎风飞扬，生命是青春的乐章；快乐渗透空气，激情活跃赛场，青春充溢着纯美的理想；学子趋步昂扬，自信映照脸上，奋进是一天学习的主张。
一串轻聆的铃声，撞开校园宁静的清晨，唤醒了沉睡着的太阳与梦想。执着的我们，怀揣着美好的希望，拉拽着昨日的辛劳，揉揉双眼，整理行装，开始了一天的“远航”。
背着课上的传世篇章，书声朗朗；望着窗外的朵朵花香，苦思冥想。转笔，挠头，瞪眼，发愁，冷不丁又遇到几句火上浇油：“这年头混，难撒~”
辛勤的斗者感到一丝疲倦，清脆的课铃便成了最好的音乐。这乐声驱走了课上的昏昏欲睡，活跃了方才的死气沉沉，振奋了躯体内的每一细胞，又不知从哪飘来了催人食欲的股股饭香…这时，唯一的任务，只有欢笑和嬉闹。
休憩的午后，偶尔回让人品出假日的味道：阳光懒懒的洒在身上，清风温柔的抚摸着脸庞，嘴里还留着方才饭菜的味道。哼首小歌，做回小憩，听听窗外杜鹃的清鸣，感受空气中渗透着的花香，养足精神，怡然地去迎接新的挑战。
奋斗中的时光，总让人想起竞争的残酷和生活的悲壮。微笑面对着书山重重，无奈得感叹着题海滔滔。我们不会退却，我们不曾气馁，远交近攻，合纵连横。我们畅游着，飞翔着，拼搏着，脚踏实地，一步步走向神往的远方。
又是一夜的灯火长明，一夜的学子难眠。那短短的几节夜自习，似乎永远都填不完漫长的征途。我愿做路旁的一株无名小草；奈何命运注定要我成为悬崖岸上的参天古木。为了未来，有多少人丢弃了仪容；为了梦想，有多少人困的得血丝充斥着眼眸；为了“书途”，又有多少人慢慢学会了忍受孤独！？
青春的岁月，演绎着快乐与悲怆；校园的日子，交织着悲辛与感伤；成功的路上，铺垫着自信与希望；美好的明天，我们拼搏更辉煌！