苏轼也是吃货

苏轼也是吃货

今日寒潮依然肆虐。新闻上说,这股来自西伯利亚的霸王级寒潮将要席卷我国大部。一天后,广州一片欢腾,他们说,雪花上次造访花城,要追溯到一百二十四年前。

北京的欢腾比广州来得更早一些。大风刮走这个城市上空阴魂不散的雾霾宛如结核病人,送给北京人一份清澈甘冽的天空和心情。

大好心情的周末,我和朋友相约中午一起吃饭。

三湘鮰头鱼。家常菜馆。

这店开在南门外已经有十多年。他家的鱼奶白鲜美,肉质细嫩,人多赞不绝口。事实上就是07年时租住于此的朋友的推荐,我才注意到这家店的。

三湘是哪三湘?回头又是回的哪门子头?

我终于起了这个疑问,在这家店吃过多次之后。

内事绝不问Google,外事绝不问百度。我们曾经这样打趣这两家搜索引擎,但现在,Google在华已近残废,不禁一阵唏嘘。言归正传,这是内事,众里寻他千百度。

三湘,有说是湖南别称,所谓三湘四水。(哪四条水?湘江、资江、沅江、澧水。)横刀立马的陈毅元帅站在岳麓山顶眺望:“ 岳麓山头任我行,三湘眼底绝风神。” 这是收湖南风光于眼底。

但元帅毕竟是现代人,前人所谓三湘是哪三处湘呢。

一说是湘乡、湘潭、湘阴的合称。诗文中多泛指湘江流域及洞庭湖地区。

李白《江夏使君叔席上赠史郎中》有句:“昔放三湘去,今还万死余。” 往昔我被流放到三湘地区……哎呀,诗仙人你——真够悲催的。

另一说指沅湘、潇湘、资湘三条水汇。陶渊明有诗:“遥遥三湘,滔滔九江。” 清代陶澍注道:“湘水发源会潇水,谓之潇湘;及至洞庭陵子口,会资江谓之资湘;又北与沅水会於湖中,谓之沅湘。” 读着读着就觉得齿颊生香——世界这么美好,我要出门看看。

如果鱼的字符画是这样的:<。)#)))≦ ,那鮰头鱼是不是就要这样子:

。>)#)))≦ 。回头望什么呢。

度娘告诉我们:传远古时代湖南大水,洞庭湖涨,这些江团成群结队漂着去看世界,来到太平洋;但它们对太平洋的生活并不适应,宛如噩梦,于是又历尽辛苦,百转千回地终于回到温暖舒适的洞庭湖,此后幸福地度日,合理地做鱼,终于长成了“体扁而长,色白如银,肉质鲜嫩,鱼皮肥美”的淡水鱼中的贵族。在它们回来的时候,黄鳝们游来游去,凑热闹说:“你们穷折腾什么呢?早知道如此,何必跑这冤枉的一路?” 它们笑着,不答话,见过了世面,认识了自己,它们此生再无遗憾。

度娘提到苏子曾写诗赞誉:“粉红石首仍无骨,雪白河豚不药人。” 说它有鲫鱼和河豚的鲜美,却不像鲫鱼般多刺和河豚那样有毒性。

原来苏子也喜欢三湘鮰头鱼。

慢着——雪白河豚不药人,苏子吃过河豚!我见过朋友去日本发的河豚的短视频,她和丈夫围在河豚火锅前,用手指指点点:“瞧,它还在动呢!”吃完后竟然情不自禁地跳起了《骑马舞》。

苏子也是吃货?我脑子里浮想起《惠崇春江晚景》中的诗句:“蒌蒿满地芦芽短,正是河豚欲上时。”

苏子确是吃货!

我兴奋地把这个发现告诉朋友,他说:“可不咋的,东坡肉嘛。”

啊呀——大半夜写道这里,说得我饿了。

「古文觀止」卷一·周文第二·周鄭交質

卷一周文第二·周鄭交質  隱公三年

鄭武公、莊公為平王卿士。王貳于虢,鄭伯怨王。王曰:無之。故周、鄭交質。王子狐為質于鄭,公子忽為質於周。王崩,周人將畀虢公政。四月,鄭祭足帥師取溫之麥。秋,又取成周之禾。周、鄭交惡。

 

鄭武公、鄭莊公父子倆均為周平王的執政官,秉持周政。平王病鄭之專,分權於虢公。鄭莊公因而心生怨恨。這貳與怨,俱根由心生,伏下信不由衷。

 

王說,(偏心虢公?)沒有的事。──如小兒支吾狀否認。於是周鄭兩國交換人質。平王之子狐作為人質到鄭國去,鄭公子忽到周王室做人質。先言狐之為質,是說鄭莊公逼平王立質畢,而後以公子忽聊以塞責。

平王死後,周王朝準備讓虢公執政。平王三月崩,四月鄭國大夫祭仲就帥軍隊收割了溫邑的麥子。秋天,又收割了成周的稻穀。先取溫,後取成周,寫盡鄭莊之惡。

周、鄭兩國開始互相憎惡。

 

       君子曰:信不由衷,質無益也。明恕而行,要之以理,雖無有質,誰能間之?

茍有明信,澗、溪、沼、沚之毛,萍、蘩、蘊、藻之菜,筐、筥、錡、釜之器,潢汙、行潦之水,可薦於鬼神,可羞於王公。而況君子結兩國之信,行之以禮,又焉用質?《風》有《采蘩》《采蘋》,《雅》有《行葦》《泂酌》,昭忠信也。

 

       君子說:信用不是發自內心,盟約抵押也沒什麼用。一句話喝倒交質之非。接著說,若是本著開誠佈公和寬恕諒解之心行事,以禮制約束,即使沒有質押,誰又能離間他們?明則不欺,恕則不忌,所謂由衷之信。退開一步說,假若真有誠信,長在山澗、溪流、池塘之畔與水中洲地上的草,浮萍、白蒿、水草和藻類這樣的菜,竹筐鍋鼎這樣的容器,水潭中的靜水、水溝中的流水,這些至薄之物,都可以供奉鬼神,可以進獻王公。況且君子締結兩國之間的盟約,若是以禮行之,又哪裡用得著典質?《國風》中有《采蘩》《采蘋》兩篇,《大雅》中有《行葦》《泂酌》兩篇,都向我們昭示由衷之信。

 

批註中說,文章先說要之以禮,後又言行之以禮,皆“惡周鄭交質之非禮也。” 《采蘩》《采蘋》,義取于不嫌物薄;《行葦》篇,義明忠厚;《泂酌》篇,義取雖行潦可以供祭。此四詩著,明有衷信之行,雖薄物皆可用也。引詩作結,以蘩蘋葦酌等字,與澗溪沼沚十六字相映照。而仍以忠信字關應信不由中,風韻悠然。

通篇以信禮二字做眼。然後分析周鄭交質這件事情的根由:平王欲退鄭伯而不能退,欲進虢公而不敢進,乃用虛詞欺飾,以致行敵國質子之事,是不能處己以信,而馭下以禮矣。鄭莊之不臣, 平王致之矣。

曰周鄭、曰交質、曰二國,寓譏刺于不言之中矣。

【大音】乔布斯2005年在斯坦福毕业典礼上的演讲

don’You’ve got to find what you love,’ Jobs says

全文摘抄自:http://news.stanford.edu/news/2005/june15/jobs-061505.html

This is a prepared text of the Commencement address delivered by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, on June 12, 2005.

I am honored to be with you today for your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. Truth be told, I never graduated from college. And, this is the closest I’ve ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That’s it. No big deal. Just three stories.

The first story is about connecting the dots.

I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?

It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: “We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?” They said: “Of course.” My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.

This was the start in my life.

And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents’ savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn’t see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn’t interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looks far more interesting.

It wasn’t all romantic. I didn’t have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends’ rooms, I returned Coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:

Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn’t have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and sans serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can’t capture, and I found it fascinating.

None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But 10 years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, it’s likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backward 10 years later.

Again, you can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backward. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. Because believing that these dots would connect down the roads will give you the confidence to follow your heart, even when it leads you off the well-worn path, and that will make all the difference. (现场)This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.(讲稿)

My second story is about love and loss.

I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents’ garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4,000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.

I really didn’t know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down — that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.

I didn’t see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.

During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the world’s first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple’s current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.

I’m pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn’t been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don’t lose faith. I’m convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You’ve got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking. Don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don’t settle.

My third story is about death.

When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: “If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you’ll most certainly be right.” It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: “If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?” And whenever the answer has been “No” for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure — these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn’t even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor’s code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you’d have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.

I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I’m fine now.

This was the closest I’ve been to facing death, and I hope it’s the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960s, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors and Polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: It was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.

Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: “Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.” It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.

Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.

Thank you all very much.