Chapter 8 About computer memory fragments

first contact with computer In 1996, I bought my first computer.I've wanted it for twenty years—I mean, before I knew what a computer was, I had a hunch that one day I'd use something out of the ordinary.It was taken out of the carton, assembled, plugged in countless wires, and the final appearance was exactly the same as what I saw in the advertisement. The engineer who sent the computer told me before leaving: "If it crashes, you just need to press the Alt key, the Ctrl key, and the Del key." That's not like good news, but I didn't ask much.I don't want to appear too amateurish.

I got the family to hide in another room and flip a switch.There was a buzzing sound, some frantic words on the screen, and then I entered the famous "Windows".I called my family out and they congratulated me.Then came a friend of mine.I was the one who called him in the afternoon to "look at my computer" because it was clear from his usual conversations that he was an expert on the subject.When he saw my computer, he didn't seem very happy, and immediately picked out a dozen or so problems with it, maybe as many as twenty.According to him, I should have just thrown it out the window, but I think he must have said that out of jealousy.

He gave me a lot of guidance, especially told me not to press the "Del" key casually: "Every time you press something, something gets wiped out of the computer." I don't want to kill anything on my computer.But I remembered what the engineer said when he left, and I said: "I was told that if the computer crashes, you have to press the 'Del' key." I deliberately concealed the two keys, wanting to test him. "I told you a long time ago, they are all liars." He immediately showed a look of gloating, "Then you can press 'Del', if you want, you can press it ten times. I dare say, you Even if you press it a hundred times, the computer will not move. Even if you press it a thousand times, it will still die like that old lady in Mawangdui. Just pressing the 'Del' key is not enough, you have to add the 'Ctrl' key, even the dolls in the kindergarten know that even this is not enough, you have to add the 'Alt' key!"

"That's what they said!" I said triumphantly, "However, the order they said is that the 'Alt' key is in front." "That's out of order, idiot." After he left, I was relieved and started digging mines.I dig out a lot of mines and try to "do something else".Just then, the screen went black, I clicked the mouse, typed on the keyboard, it was still black. "It's dead." I was very happy.As an experienced computer user, it is unreasonable to have never experienced a crash. What's more, I was prepared and pressed the "Del" key with confidence, followed by the "Ctrl" key, and then the "Alt" key.The computer is unresponsive.

"I knew this guy was a liar." I was even a little happy, and clicked again in the order that the computer engineer said. Still no response.It seems that something is wrong.I studied the keyboard for a while and found that there are two "Ctrl" keys instead of one; the same goes for the "Alt" key.Next, I found a "Del" key on the right keypad. Now I have six keys to press.I drew a table, lined them up and pressed them.My wife, who was already asleep, was awakened by the noises I made.After figuring out what happened, she said: "You should think back to what you did before it 'killed'."

"I didn't do anything! Just smoked a few cigarettes, drank some water, ate an apple—" "Have you peeled it yet?" "No, but I think..." "Come on! I told you that there are many harms in eating apples without peeling them, and now you know!" The cause of the crash was found.But what is needed most now is to get the computer back up and running.I dug out the manual that came with the computer and spent half an hour finding what I was looking for.I excitedly woke up my wife who had just fallen asleep again: "I see!" She looked at the place I pointed in a daze, and said, "It's still those few keys!"

"But did you notice the thing in the middle?" I said very proudly. "See how it's written! 'Alt+Ctrl+Del'!" "I don't see a difference in that," she said. "The secret is in these plus signs!" I explained my discovery to her.She also understood.We went to the computer together and pressed those keys in shifts.At three o'clock in the morning, my wife suddenly discovered that there is also a "+" key on the keypad, and it is quite a big one.We had to start all over again.In the morning, I thought it was time to estimate the progress.I lined up the eight keys, did the math, and got a big number.

"I don't think we can press them all this month," I told her. She agrees.At this moment, the children from the neighbor's house came to visit.He saw the deplorable state of the computer, walked up to it, and clicked it casually—just like anyone else and I do now, and my computer restarted. The above paragraph was not written by me, but by my friend Sanqi (1).It is quoted ready-made to support the mentality of literati who especially like to act like a baby to computers. Literate people like me have two extreme attitudes towards computers. One is to study deeply and achieve success. They seem to be more proficient than professionals, but computers or files destroyed by them But there are more typhoons than Taozhi; the other type is that they often walk by the river without getting their shoes wet, trying to keep themselves in a state of ignorance, and if there is a slight problem, it will scream like the end of the world.

As for me, it is exactly 0.618 between these two poles.My computer knowledge is the same as the river the pony forded, neither as shallow as the old cow said, nor as deep as the squirrel said. I have been using computers since eighteen years ago, when I was in high school.The key middle school I work in wants to cultivate students into talents with all-round development, so you are forced to join an extracurricular interest group for a few times, so that you can write the words "wide range of interests" in your file.In fact, what I'm really interested in is radio. According to my wishful thinking, I can also assemble a free radio for my home, but the teacher said it didn't sound good, so I chose the other two, one is in the art group Learning to play the flute, one is to learn Basic language in the computer group-these two specialties were later written in my high school academic record-and they just stayed in the academic record.

The computer model in the mid-1980s was the Apple II, and its configuration was probably not as good as the business communication used by the upstarts today. At that time, there were no such words as "humanized design" and "considerate users". Merchants have to try their best to look aloof, to show the sanctity of this kind of thing.For example, if you want to walk in front of it, you must first enter a computer classroom that is as heavily guarded as the arsenal of a provincial military region, and then you have to change into slippers. Be good, high school boys in those days did not wash them once in ten and a half months feet.

What's more, the computer in front of you is not serving you, but asking you to serve it.For a simple question like one plus one equals two, you can't say it out, it has to ask you to write a program to execute the result. The worst thing is that the female tutor in the computer interest group is not beautiful at all. So, my first encounter with a computer was like food in a cavity, useless except to prove that I had eaten something. Tengger In the early 1990s, I successfully obtained a bachelor's degree and was able to graduate from university.At that time, college graduates had two choices. One was to obey the organization's assignment to make themselves a state machine, and the other was to resell the machine in Zhongguancun, a paradise for adventurers, smugglers, and scammers. I took the former path, another pig I knew took the latter. This pig... how should I put it, he has a huge capital as a man, and other men who bathe and go to the toilet with him are all ashamed, so we all call it "totem", and later after the rise of the Mongolian singer Renamed it "Tenger". Tengger could have become a reporter who got red envelopes everywhere, but he was bewitched by his high school classmates, and the two of them resold computers in Zhongguancun together.At that time, he was really stupid, riding a bicycle, carrying one or two computers, walking every mountain, every river, every road, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing everywhere (2). It was a period of time when he only cared about hard work and not about harvest. He only knew how to pull the cart, and his classmates took care of all the work of counting money. When I saw Tengger again, it was already 1995.At this time, instead of reselling computers, he began to resell fonts.At that time, newspaper offices all over the world bid farewell to lead and fire and welcomed light and electricity, and began to adopt laser phototypesetting equipment. Tengger's business was to install a relatively complete Huaguang font library for them privately.This set was packed in dozens of four-inch floppy disks, and the official price was more than 10,000 yuan. They only charged two to three thousand yuan, and they could also give a huge kickback to the person in charge of the phototypesetting workshop. Tengger came to me, hoping to introduce him to relevant leaders of our newspaper, so as to facilitate a deal for him.At this time, our concept of love has undergone many changes. Everyone has transformed from the original Plato Qiong Yao-style spiritual school to the physical school that pursues the time of sexual intercourse and the number of orgasms. Therefore, Tengger made me even more envious. After so many adventures, he is going to give him a new nickname, which is the thing that Ximen Qing hangs around his waist - "Purple Bag". Unexpectedly, my question touched the eternal pain in his heart, and he immediately became angry.After I apologized repeatedly, he told me that after several years of wandering, he got hyperthyroidism, and his penis bag has long since become a straw bag.When I was surprised, I watched carefully and found that his hand holding the wine glass was trembling. If you have no energy, you can have money.I asked him how much money was in his account, and he honestly told me a figure, which was not even as much as our classmates who can organize journalists to go out. When the business deal was pending, Tengger suddenly heard the news: the classmate and partner who kept telling him that he didn’t make any money had quietly bought a house in Beijing... Tengger also disappeared, and only the dozens of large floppy disks were left in my place.My special baby, put it in a cool and ventilated place, and also equipped with two packs of moisture-proof agent-because this is the first set of high-tech products related to computers that I own. Like a betrayed friendship, that set of floppy disks is worthless now. Bully The emergence of computers has aggravated people's sense of disillusionment, because you have to find sadly that you are always outdated, abandoned by the times, and cannot help yourself. The first time I came into contact with a computer in actual combat state was in the laser phototypesetting workshop of the newspaper I worked for. I didn't have the right to operate it, but I had the responsibility to express my opinions next to it.However, the opinions I express are often easily denied by the operators on the grounds of "can't do it". If things go on like this, it will deal a huge blow to a man's self-confidence.Later, when I became familiar with computers, I realized that they were It's just that I'm too lazy to move, so I bring out high-tech gadgets to fool people. And how easy it was for me to be fooled.One time, the girl who made the board went to the locker room to steal sugar-fried chestnuts. I was bored and sat in front of the board machine. After a while, the board we just made suddenly disappeared from the computer screen and was replaced by a continuously moving The geometric pattern scared me so much that I screamed on the spot, almost alarming the cadres of the security department.The person closest to me quickly poked his head over to take a look, and then told me lightly that it was called a screensaver. Another time, they said that a virus called "Friday" was about to break out, so they had to adjust the date of the computer to a day other than Friday to avoid it.This puzzled me a lot, and I even thought about Robinson's slave. Could it be that he couldn't stand class oppression so he possessed his soul on the computer? Computers like to bully people, but they do so through people.To be honest, during this period of time, I was bullied enough by the little girls and boys in the phototypesetting workshop, but I couldn't get angry. I usually have good performance tickets for them, and I have to think about it during the Chinese New Year. Sending them a wall calendar so that my editing work can be done smoothly and efficiently.There are also those editors who lose their temper, who are so angry with these children that they want to commit suicide by jumping off the building. Later, the market economy gradually developed, and everyone gradually understood the truth of relying on their own handicrafts for a living. At this time, the entry clerks or secretaries I came into contact with were as kind as Lee Teng-hui was to his Japanese compatriots, which made me feel enthusiastic. It is good to praise the world. Alas, public ownership kills people, iron rice bowls kill people. have It is said that it took fourteen years for the computer to evolve from 286 to 586, and it took four years to evolve from Pentium 2 to Pentium 4. In the previous fourteen years, my biggest dream was to own an X86——X=2 or 3 or 4 or 5.But the price of any X86 is about 10,000 yuan, and this 10,000 yuan is equivalent to my salary for two years at that time, so it was just an unattainable dream.When I was most desperate, I even thought, buy a four-way typewriter, it is actually enough, and the other people's The slogan of the ad is still so sensational: "Enter a thousand words and output a deep feeling". God is sorry, among the friends I made, some people began to make a fortune by taking advantage of the spring breeze of reform at this time. Among them, a brother surnamed Sun took advantage of the influence of his father-in-law, who was the bank president, to occupy the computer construction project of the banking system in the whole province. One day I went to his place for dinner, and saw many discarded computers in the corner of his company, I suddenly felt malicious, and began to search for moving words from the literature I read to praise his hard work and countless battles.Brother Sun majored in information management, and most of the mathematical vocabulary stored in his head is honest and straightforward. Where have you seen those beautiful words popping out of my mouth?So I was stunned on the spot, pointed to a computer with the least dust in the corner, and said it was mine, and asked his company's "Songhuajiang" van to take it home for me. I finally know what it's like for Ximen Qing to marry Pan Jinlian back home. It was a 386, the operating system was MS-DOS, color display, it had two floppy drives, one large and one small, but no optical drive. , I bought a matching computer desk; and because of the horizontal position, even if there is an optical drive, I can’t use it, which makes me feel that it is simply perfect and perfect), but it is absolutely more than enough to subdue me up. I went to the supermarket to buy stain remover, and then wiped off the stains on this 386 one by one. During the wiping process, I took a kneeling position. thanks 386 The days when I was a reporter were very pleasant, advertising, getting commissions, holding press conferences, getting red envelopes, often being invited to dinner, and being called out respectfully, just running a red light on the road—— —Of course you are riding a bicycle, as long as you show your press card, the police will not do anything to you. How nice it would be to live like this for the rest of my life. But one day, something happened. It was a press conference of a company in the south. A buddy from the TV station introduced Fei Cha, saying that a red envelope was 200 yuan.You know, at that time, my monthly salary was more than 500 yuan.We went there in a hurry and got the envelope containing the 200-yuan bill and the press release. The manufacturer also arranged a sumptuous dinner for us. After drinking and eating, the manufacturer pulled a bunch of belching and belching reporters into a room, and told us very politely. The boss hopes that this time the manuscript will be published in this way, not in that way. In fact, men also have periods.That day was when I was at a low physiological level, so the words that usually sound pleasant after taking other people’s money suddenly felt so harsh, so I said with a different nose and face: “No, it’s not you who sent the manuscript. The boss has the final say." Before the man could respond, I returned the envelope to him, then slammed the door and walked out. Written in words, I look so proud. In fact, I was walking alone on the long street that day, and I wanted to cry or scold my mother. Sixth child, look at what you have become.Just for an envelope, being yelled back and forth by such a fool. Since then, I am no longer keen on kickbacks and red envelopes.Although I didn't keep my vows thoroughly, and I violated the precepts several times, I began to warn myself from the bottom of my heart to put an end to this kind of behavior, and to hide when I could.But people always have to make a living.After much deliberation, I felt that writing was the only thing I could do, so I came up with the idea of ​​earning royalties. Using this 386, I started to write some manuscripts, and then copied some addresses and editors' names from magazines and sent them to others. Not long after, I received the first draft fee, which was as much as 170 yuan.That year was 1996. 386, thank you for giving me a new job, so that I have the confidence to stay away from that old job. You are my comrade in arms, you are my courage, you are my wallet, and you are my terminal. Getting to know the Internet During the happy time with 386 Mili, I did a stupid thing - went to Beijing. The person I went to meet was Zhang Bin, a college classmate who is now a staff member of CCTV.During this trip to Peiping, he kindly invited me to go to the heavily guarded CCTV, saying that he wanted to look at a rare thing. Entering his office, he turned on a computer, which immediately surprised me.Because my 386 appears after the boot is " "Qiu Bojun", and the computer on the national TV station actually displayed the foreign code "Windows 95". Before I could open my mouth, a scene that surprised me even more happened: Zhang Bin's fat and short fingers pressed I clicked something called a mouse (which I don't have on my 386), and there was a noise with a low decibel level, and then a picture of a blue spinning earth began to appear. "Lao Liu, what do you want to see?" Yi asked me triumphantly. "Sharon Stone, Sharon Stone." I hurriedly said the name of the lover of my dreams. He typed out Sister Shasi's English name, but there was no result. "Do you know how Sharon Stone spells it?" he asked me angrily. And I just observed Sister Shasi's alluring body in detail, but her mother tongue name made me stutter and couldn't answer. "Forget it, let me show you my dear Demi Moore." He skillfully typed the letters "Demi Moore", and then fiddled with the mouse a few more times. The blue earth began to spin again, and suddenly, a plump, white and tender woman appeared on the computer screen, with pretty short hair, powerful almond eyes, exquisite figure, and thin clothes. It was Demi Demi, who was called "the sixth sense of life and death" by people in the world. Moore's is it! I was dumbfounded. Zhang Bin was so powerful that he continued to show off his mouse skills: "Look, I can make her adjust." As he spoke, he fiddled with it, and the picture suddenly rotated at a 90-degree angle, and Sister Dai lay on her stomach. The posture appears, and the buttocks form an imaginative hump. I quickly broke down and said dryly, "I want it, official!" "It's called the Internet. You can't use your computer to surf the Internet." It was a certain autumn day in 1995, a man staggered out of the CCTV building, in a trance, his face ashen. 386 theory There was such an anecdote in the literary and art circles in Beijing: a cultural swindler held a wedding, and many cultural swindlers came to congratulate her. Among them was a girl with outstanding temperament (later she became a famous young lady movie star). The more awkward the bride is, the more she wants to bump her head to death. Ever since I learned that there is such a thing as the Internet in the world, every time I turn on the 386, I feel a lot of melancholy.The beauty is like a flower separated from the clouds, so I have a lot of thoughts about life. On New Year's Day in 1996, some friends got together as usual. In a Northeast restaurant, red lanterns were hung high, and everyone began to recall the past and learn from the past. I cleared my throat, and published my thoughtful "386 theory" in a thick voice: "You have a 386, which looks good and is sufficient, but in fact, because of this 386, it hinders more advanced development." Computers such as 486 and 586 enter your home. Therefore, what you gain is often what you lose.” I cast my deep eyes on a certain pig: “Let’s take you as an example. You are a host of a city TV station. You have a stable job, your income is not low, and you can be considered a celebrity in this city. Occasionally someone will recognize you when you walk on the street, and you may be asked for your autograph when you go to pee later. It looks good. However, this is just It’s just Taiwan 386, but there are more advanced things, which are blocked by your current situation.” The pig felt as if it had been slapped in the face. My vision became more wise: "Do you have the courage to smash your 386?" The small eyes of the pig named Liu Jianhong suddenly became vivid.In the next period of time, he quit his job in the TV station, quit a new house he just got, and became a "talent" - because his file was thrown in the talent market. On April 1, 1996, I went on the road with a friend named "Mao KK".He is in charge of driving, and I am full of fresh and interesting dirty jokes—Mao KK is a very difficult driver. You can't amuse him, or you risk falling asleep while driving. Our task is to escort Liu Jianhong from Shijiazhuang to Beijing for employment. He will change from an official state cadre to a temporary worker of CCTV. A few days later, the first episode of "Football Night", known as the "weekly festival for fans", aired.What happened in the future has been clearly written in Liu Jianhong's family history exclusively disclosed by various media. This man named Liu Jianhong, after smashing his 386, really ushered in a more advanced life - more people recognized him on the street, and more people asked him to sign when he went to pee , When he appeared on the TV screen, more people scolded him. Later, a female singer sang this historic moment with sweet folk singing: 1996 it was a new year's day there is a great man Draw a circle on Liu Jianhong's forehead... all new me The truth is easier said than done.What should we do at this time?Friends can come in handy. What are friends for?It is to push him up to the minefield when there is a minefield ahead, so as not to sacrifice your own stature. Although "386 Theory" was discovered by me, I was always a little afraid to practice it.Fortunately, there are daredevils like Liu Jianhong Go ahead.His character is tough.Entering CCTV, positioning yourself is like Chinese football: treat yourself as an intern.You know, he had been working for six years at that time, and many of the people who bossed him around were his younger brothers and sisters, and they were also called "Brother Hong" and "Brother Hong" when they were in college.Such a role change, if it were me, I really couldn't do it. I saw no danger, and his life in the minefield was getting better and better, so I settled down and smashed my old 386. Nothing is guaranteed to happen these days, maybe one day my waist will change and I will become a celebrity.At that time, I was going to publish my autobiography, and I must describe the decisive mood when I smashed the 386 in this way: "Seeing the tricks, Mr. Zhao resolutely threw off the shackles of the old life, and embarked on a road of no return. He said loudly: 'I will never die again I would like to live a life where you can see the bottom at a glance!'” Those biographies of celebrities are also produced according to this routine. The truth is, when I came to Peking, I didn’t have such rhetoric in my pocket, but a bunch of very accurate foreign names: Sophie Marceau, Meg Ryan, Michelle Pfeiffer, Emmanuelle Beart (3)…Of course, There's my Sister Shath: Sharon Stone, and I'll never misspell her again. On the first day I arrived in Peiping, I sat in front of a computer connected to the Internet, entered the string of names, and let the moving figures settle in my longing eyes. It takes an average of 16 hours for a computer user to go from a rookie to a veteran, but the necessary and sufficient condition is that there must be temptation and guidance from pornographic websites.Otherwise it would be at least sixty-six hours, and all the jokes about computer nerds that abound on the Internet are for you. I was lucky enough, when I was looking at the picture of Miss Michelle Pfeiffer, an advertisement banner suddenly popped up, with a pattern that made a man's blood pumping.My luck is even more reflected in the fact that there was no one around at that time.Clicking down step by step, I entered a colorful world, and the usage of the left and right mouse buttons, browser, etc. is fast. The sunrise awakens the morning, and the earth is reborn in splendor (4).Overnight, I felt that the online world was under my control, and a brand new me was born like this. shotgun Dissatisfaction is an upward wheel.When I had 386, what I longed for most was a computer with Internet access. After I was able to access the Internet, my greatest desire quickly became to have a computer of my own to access the Internet.And with the development of the times, surfing the Internet is no longer a privilege only for state units. If you go to the telecommunications bureau to open an account, or if you know the public Internet account and password, you can travel around the world without leaving home. What is even more gratifying is that although the Internet speed was extremely slow at that time (have any young people heard of 14.4k Modom?), there was no With network management, you can go anywhere you want. Let you choose between network speed and network management, which one do you want?This involves a serious proposition, and it is exactly what I am remembering recently-the glorious 1980s.That era was like the early Chinese Internet world, although the Internet speed was slow, but there was no network administrator to make decisions for you, so I prefer that place. Pulling away, continue with the topic of computers.When the wallet was able to match my dream, I spotted a moving figure: IBM's Aptiva series, model 2140-LV2, the whole body is extremely sexy black, people in the world call it "Black King Kong", but I call it "Hegel", sometimes nicknamed "Black Girl".He and Zhang Bin married one and went home, and the dowry cost 15,000 yuan. It is said that Scorpio's personality traits are "mysterious, dead, black," and there is some truth to that.Anyway, I like black the most, and, among the DVDs I have seen, the one that scares me the most is not a horror movie, but a set of cosmic science and education movies-there is a scene where a black hole swallows everything, although it is a poor-quality computer animation , but it scared me who watched the movie in the middle of the night...it was a kind of truly hopeless destruction. At that time, I only thought that the replacement of shotguns had achieved a technological revolution, but I didn't know that the whole world had entered the period of technological explosion from Pentium 2 to Pentium 4, and my Hegel CPU was only a Pentium 200.Zhong Maqing read a poem: "When I was born, I died." This is the fate of all computer enthusiasts. In the evolution from 286 to 586, my pursuit is an X86, which is still in line with the trend, but in the journey from Ben 2 to Ben 4, I lost at the starting line at the beginning.That's how we've been left behind by the times, "Antiques—" We who like to let ourselves fall into premature aging began to say that. Notoginseng When I invited Hegel home, it was time for another famous person to appear, and he was Sanqi. Sanqi is a person who likes to play, and his IQ is also extremely high. He can quickly become a master among the masters of any game.In a unit with more than 600 intellectuals, he was invincible in chess.But he said that his worst game is chess, and his best game is bridge.I also heard that he just scored ten to zero on a Go website.In this way, people who are playing with things and lose their minds will not be stumped by the computer.When I couldn't wait to show him Hegel, he was already a computer whiz. Now, his high performance has taught me many application tips, such as not double-clicking "My Computer" but getting used to using the resource manager, many functions such as the right mouse button, such as the registration code of some shareware-we use Of course the most is ACDSee, such as the dowry girl of the black girl - the installation and usage of a very delicate game controller, and so on.He also recommended to me something called "discussion board" - at that time he and a few other pigs made a mess of a board called "China Youth Online", but I was ashamed of my computer knowledge and shy away from it. Did not go to see the fun. His high profile is now helping me to apply for a free mailbox of 163.net.Today's Internet companies are crying and shouting for everyone to use their mailboxes, but it was so difficult to get an e-mail back then: in addition to requiring you to fill out a lot of frank and lenient electronic forms, you also need to put your identity A copy of the certificate was sent to them, and two people provided a guarantee.These are all handled by Sanqi for me, so I have an early mailbox like [email protected]. What's more clever than these is that after he turned on my computer and looked at it for a while, he sneered at it, saying that such a good machine was installed with Win95, and IBM randomly stuffed so many miscellaneous programs, which is equivalent to letting Sophie Marceau came to play Zhang Yimou's movie, and Wang Guozhen was asked to write a film review of Zhang Yimou's movie.I was so ashamed and asked what to do. "Discard and reload 98!" He said in a decisive tone, while taking out a cowhide envelope from his pocket, took out a CD from it, went to the toilet and tore off a piece of toilet paper to wipe the disk, "I am The second beta version of Win98, the last version before the official version, very stable." I didn’t understand what he said, and I also wanted to see another face of Hegel, so I sat beside him stupidly and watched him play this kind of performance art called “formatting”. It was only later that I realized that what Sanqi did was not out of jealousy.His old computer is a Ben 122, and the hard disk is only as big as one gigabyte, so he always cherishes the hard disk like gold. When he sees a good computer, he wants to practice his hands. When he sees a lot of idle programs, he feels distressed. Geer, there are three gigabytes of oceans and 32 megabytes of memory! system recovery disk Halfway through the "formatting" performance art, we were bored watching the pictures on the screen, so we went to the living room to listen to an old song called "Wounds of History". This song attracted us greatly, so the performance art went on and on.After restarting several times, Hegel's startup screen changed to Win 98, and I was so excited that I was a little choked up. "The wait is not over." Sanqi took out another CD, wiped the disk with twice as much toilet paper as last time, and said, "I still have to install the drivers for your graphics card, sound card, and Modom." See I stared at the dirty disk in his hand with disdain, and he said angrily: "The disk is not what it looks like, I have all kinds of drivers on it." However, Sanqi was wrong this time, but my disdain was right—IBM is a very ethical brand, and it doesn’t recognize those high-end drivers at all, so Hegel, who was originally full of voice, became Became dumb, and only 256 colors - but in my eyes, those colors are a lot cleaner (5). Sanqi remained calm, and said to me: "The big deal is to restore the original configuration. Where is your system recovery disk?" My mouth opened wide: "What is a system recovery disk?" It turned out that I treasured a large pile of colorful garbage CDs randomly given by IBM as treasures (Sanqi said that the contents of all these CDs added up to less than one-sixth of his dirty disk), But he lost the most important system recovery disk alone. Sanqi is still a man who dares to take responsibility.He quickly returned to his home, used his old computer to surf the Internet, and helped me find the drivers for the graphics card and Modom, but I couldn't find the driver for the sound card.In this way, before the honeymoon between Hegel and me started, he was disabled by Sanqi. China, I lost my vocal cords. On that day, I encountered the two most painful things in my life: my computer was broken, and I listened to "Wounds of History", so I was taken away by God. I was depressed, my eyes were red, and I wanted to cry a thousand cups. "Today is not the day I sing, with a wicked smile on my lips; not the day I joke, with a luminous knife in my breast. Believe me, my thoughts are vicious because the world is vicious, My soul is dark because the sun has killed its splendor, my voice is like a night-owl on a grave because all harmony has been killed on earth, and my accent is like a ghost accusing his enemy because all kindness has been lost Give way to all grievances..." (6) Upgraded version of "Age of Empires" After Hegel was dumbed down, Sanqi kept feeling sorry, and asked me to go to IBM to ask for a system recovery disk, or to copy the sound card program.But firstly, I don't like listening to music on the computer, and secondly, I want to retain some psychological advantage in front of Sanqi, so I just procrastinated and didn't bother to go. It was already half a year before the system recovery disk and a full set of drivers were received from the IBM Technology Department located in the International Convention and Exhibition Center.At this time, I was already like a computer expert, and I made Hegel send out a moving song like April. 音响，邻居家的孕期少妇如闻仙乐，得以顺产。 但事实上这半年里头我也没闲着，为黑格尔搭配了一堆零碎，如打印机、外置硬盘、光盘刻录机、扫描仪等，以及更大一堆盗版软件，我不得不得出结论：买了电脑，就等于挖了一个花钱的深坑让自己往里面跳。当时我最佩服的人是《电脑报》的编辑，他们怎么就懂恁多呢？而最羡慕的是某篇文章中的一句话：“最近闲来无事，将电脑格了”，什么时候咱也能达到这种境界，想格就格呢？ 写这个帖子的当天上午，我刚从青岛回来。这次去青岛，是为了探望一头当年并肩战斗在黑格尔身边的猪，名叫小强。那真是一段美好的时光啊，先把老婆支回娘家，再买足速冻饺子和“趣多多”牌饼干，然后就和小强趴在黑格尔前面，为恢复它的声音而几天不下楼，间或将若干小程序装装卸卸，烟缸里的烟头总是很快就满，而我们的脑子却总也不困。 小强当时在加拿大，难得回祖国一次，所以买起盗版软件和游戏光盘来不眨小眼。其中有个《帝国时代》升级版，而江湖上传言人家美国还没上市。小强将信将疑，迫不及待地在黑格尔上装了，结果发现就是原来的版本。他一边骂着，我一边卸着。卸完后本着君子不立于危墙之下的原则，我运行了一下KV300，结果冒出数百个“CIH”字样。两个成年男人顿时发出同一声惊呼，至今犹在耳畔。 这次再相聚，我们已结束了对电脑的狂热钻研，所以多是喝酒聊天。走前一夜，到歌厅吼歌。这时的我已经喝多了酒，感情变得无比充沛，听到一句歌词，心潮起伏，到卫生间激动了许久，才看着镜子里的自己平静下来。 “轻飘飘的旧时光就这么溜走，转过头去看看时已匆匆数年。” “手电” 与黑格尔厮混了没两年，又有了一台笔记本电脑，被我简称为“手电”——手提电脑之谓也。 那时候我已经是个三十岁的男人，刚刚在自己的生日酒会上喝得乱七八糟，所以对人生有了很达观的认识，知道任何东西，只要被我这样的人拥有，马上就意味着已经过时。 所以当我哪怕去超市买速冻饺子也要背着手电的时候，一方面虚荣心得到极大满足，另一方面也清醒地预示到，这东西马上就要变成一大俗物，恶臭满大街。 有了这样的心理基础，用起它来也就毫不心疼，没过两年，显示屏就开始偏色——连我都能看得出来。抱到东芝维修处，说换显示屏需要4900元，大骂奸商无良，不得已想出一个办法，用两个力道极大的文件夹夹住屏幕两边后，用手开始掰持，调整好角度后就能正常使用。一直使用到现在，至少练了手劲，就当健身器材用吧。 说起这台笔记本，有一个很感人的故事。这台电脑本来应该是刘建宏的，但当时他已经有一台三洋手电。我本来憧憬的是刘建宏能把老三洋送给我，没想到他居然把明显高好几个档次的东芝甩到了我面前。 感动之余，无以回报，我就向刘建宏念了句纪伯伦的诗以资鼓励：“慷慨不是你把我比你更需要的东西给我，而是你把你比我更需要的东西，也给了我。” 就这么两句话，满足得伊直哼哼，又请我吃了顿饭拉倒。义薄云天啊。 继续说说义薄云天的故事吧。 那一年，我刚买了个新手机，Motorola的某型号，然后和张斌一起吃饭。我贱嗖嗖地向他炫耀，什么型号新，电池寿命长，双频抢线云云，还沾沾自喜地说：“你看，人家还免费送给咱一个安全套呢。” 张斌将那个套了安全套的手机拿到手里端详了一会儿，然后以一个美学家的口吻说：“这个手机的样式和你不配。你看我的这个3310，虽然说是几年前的吧，型号老，又有点磨损，但特合适你用。” 我当然不是个傻子，迅速地摇了摇头：“你别再说了，俺自己选的手机，再丑也是自己的孩子。” “老六，”他马上就改变成一副谆谆善诱的语气，“咱们昨天不是刚探讨过什么是'义薄云天'吗？” 我眼前一黑。和这些靠嘴吃饭的家伙斗嘴皮子，哪能有什么好果子吃？真正的勇士，敢于直面惨淡的人生。片刻之间，我便做出决断：“新的你拿去，诺基亚给我。” 那厮换手机是宾，卖弄嘴皮子才是真实目的，如今满嘴的口水无处发泄，失望之余憋得也挺难受，兼之过意不去，便将新手机的套子摘下来：“这个给你。” 我一听，怒不可遏，斥道：“皇帝给太监发的劳保用品中还有一打避孕套，有他娘这种事儿吗？” 伊悻悻地收回了手。 义薄云天的好处是，2002年元旦，我接受了这厮的一份新年礼物：Motorola 6288，也带着安全套。 网络社区 电脑这种东西，是不是应该归为“家用电器”这一类？ 我想基本上所有的电脑迷都不会同意这种说法，在他们的心中，电脑已经不但是由硬件和软件组成的冷冰冰的高科技产品，插上电后还嗡嗡作响，而是他们头脑的延伸点、情感的寄存处，成了他们消磨时间、挥洒笑与泪的平台，与他们的心灵息息相关。 这一切，都是因为有了网络，有了网上交流，有了网络化生存。在虚拟空间里，我们书写着最真实的表情，进行着最真实的表达。 只有有了网络，才有了“打入千言万语，输出一片深情”的可能，而此前，全是四通打字机在欺骗消费者。 说来脸红，我上网好几年，却一直只会收发E-mail，看看新闻或黄色图片之类，直到人类跨入新千年，才被寂寞鬼拉进西祠胡同，知道了什么叫网络社区。当时我正在一家网络公司担任C某种O。我想能当上网站C某种O的人肯定是因为他长了一双O型腿，像张朝阳、王志东这样的IT界大O，那双腿肯定罗圈得没法看了。而我的两条腿还算直溜，所以那个O当得并不称职，表现之一就是对西祠一无所知，表现之二就是没过多久我就离开了那家公司，表现之三就是那家公司现在已经没有了——算起来也有我的责任。当时我看到公司的一些小伙子们趴在电脑前辛勤工作到很晚，很被他们感动，老给他们开加班费，还经常夜宵伺候。现在才知道，那帮孙子其实是在用QQ聊天——有这么一帮败家子和我这样一个睁眼瞎，公司能干好吗？ 尽管当时对西祠只是耳闻，但此时我已经开始与北方影武者（7）进行酒后亲吻，与体型走样却努力做英气逼人状的专灭影武者吼过一夜的歌，并且为英俊的颓废青年天狗行空介绍了一个男友，黄小邪也向我炫耀某人从美国给她寄来的《两生花》原声CD，这张CD成功地俘获了她的芳心，cinekino甚至帮我在西祠吆喝了一下人，“饭局通知”开版后，我却一直没脸邀请他，就像不好意思拉他去看这种他眼中的粗鄙电影一样。 初上西祠的时候，影武者与专灭影武者已经将番外地（8）搞得乌烟瘴气，版已不版。我上来是为了追杀鹦鹉的，因为这小子欠了我太多的稿债。百般央求无果，我不得不祭起自己的整人法宝——当别人不给我面子的时候，我就反过头来给他一个巨大的面子，让他羞愧难当。你丫不是欠我的稿子吗？我先给您老人家投几篇稿。 后来阳谋得逞，又与影武者的哥哥一起在亚运村某酒吧将人所不齿的影武狂练一顿，气为之消。加之西祠又在那年春夏之交的时候遥遥无期地搞内部装修，所以西祠胡同在黑格尔的浏览器中渐行渐远，至不可闻。 再见西祠 西祠，再见西祠。 这时正值二黑来京，这帮网络沙文主义者明明说好要请我吃饭，最后又偷偷搞起网聚弃我如敝屣。恼羞成怒之余，开始在网上叫骂，直至把自己也骂到了网上。 无知是偏见的温床。当我初涉西祠的时候，实在是什么江湖规矩也不懂得，什么江湖大 佬都不认识，所以没把任何东西任何人放在眼里。比如我在番外地贴了帖子就撒腿而跑，人家的跟帖别说回应一下，连看一下都不会；比如一个人给我留了言，我大概会在一个星期后注意到那个红色的“你有留言”提示；比如人家邀请我进他的版，我要在半年后才看到那个邀请；比如那个开了著名大版“无厘头以人为本”的猫少爷，我初次见面就直接问候了人家的伯父；比如那个写了那么多牛逼文章的顾小白，我好像经常管人家叫“蛋蛋”来着。 我一度因“胡淑芬”（后来才知道这种名字的名字叫ID）这个香艳的名字和她绮丽的文字而想入非非，想如果网恋这种好事能摊到我头上，最好第一次是跟她；也一度想提醒那个“绿妖”为什么不用那个“腰”，那个“翠腰”又为什么不用那个“绿”呢。而那个叫“绵谷升啊”的人，我便一直以为他是个炒股票的男人，他大概是买了一支简称“绵谷”的股票，然后每天盼着它升啊升的，就借名言志。所以有一天早晨我在网上裸奔的时候，他向我问候，我便拉他吃饭。出发点很简单，炒股的人，瘦死也比马大吧，吃饭肯定是他结账。最后的结果大家可能想到了：上帝不保佑想靠别人吃饱饭的人民。 一个叫卫西谛的小伙子去年在我家住了几天。那时我约略知道他是西祠“后窗看电影”版的斑竹，至于这小子到底是什么来头，我当时并没有多大兴趣，所以经常训斥他没把马桶冲干净，或直接给人家热点儿剩菜吃饱拉倒，而我老婆也对这个清秀腼腆的小伙子馋得直流口水。天可怜见，我们两口子都没有见过世面，如果知道这阿卫是个拥有五千多名预定用户的大版的斑竹，属于在江湖上一呼千应的主，肯定会对人家客气些，而我老婆，如果知道阿卫在北京那几天有多少女孩排着队请人家赴饭局，估计也就老老实实地守着她的老公过太平日子了。 某天半夜，已经在床上脱得光溜溜的我接到天狗行空的电话，勒令我赶到某处喝酒唱歌。千万不要惹喝多了的人，这是我听到他电话后对自己的真诚提醒，所以就乖乖地穿衣夜奔，从城市的西部杀到了东部。几头喝多了的男人继续向我挑衅，一个长相最和蔼的男人最凶霸霸地站在我面前，自信地说：“我……我他妈……今天……今天要……喝死你！”他叫鱼肠剑。我对这样的男人嗤之以鼻，因为他喝多的样子比我差远了。第三天，听酒醒了的天狗介绍，才知道老鱼头是一个叫“绿野仙踪”的大版的斑竹，而所谓大版，是指那种拥有N千个铁杆FANS的版，他张臂一呼，就会有人乖乖地赶来陪酒…… 写到这里，大家已经看出我的用心了：无非是想通过炫耀与这些西祠伟人的非一般关系来拔高自己。That's right. 另一点我想告诉大家的是，伟人之所以看着高大，是因为我们跪着；事实上你说他是狗蛋他就是狗蛋，网上的斑竹是这样，网下的斑竹也是这样。 饭局通知 明白了斑竹其实也就是个普通人的底细，加之这一身份能够得到许多优厚的待遇和特权，于是我也蠢蠢欲动起来。2002年2月5日，经过一番摸索，我开了一块讨论版，名曰“饭局通知”。 尽管此时我还是半个网盲，许多技术问题解决不了，却无师自通地学会了很多不入流的手法，比如看自己的帖子有九十多个人气了，就咔咔咔咔自摸几把让它见红；或见我的假想 敌（主要是专灭影武者）的帖子人气数比我高的话，也就抓紧时间自摸几把，但经常是双拳难敌四手，好汉还怕群狼，我一个人区区之力，实在斗不过那么多向专灭献媚的女ID。气闷之下，刘建宏某次共进晚餐的邀请被我拒绝后灰溜溜地说：“你现在净陪网友吃饭，不顾老哥们了。”我急忙纠正：“不要说网友，要说'美丽女网友'，这样才显得俺有面子。” “我景仰美的敌手，厌恶平庸的同道，蔑视贫乏的正确，同情那些热情而天真的错误。”我一度欣赏韩少功的这几句话，并用来表明自己网络生活的态度，但事实上做起来全是吃喝玩乐那一套，大家不停地组织饭局、酒局、歌局，尽管后来又增加了山局、书局、影局，但每人的体型还是迅速由“棍杆条”变成了“瓜球蛋”。 朋友就是养着摧残用的，而版里的许多人原来就是彼此折磨打击的朋友，所以尽管来到网上，但性质不变，只是更加方便了相互招呼，并将折磨打击的圈子越弄越大。大家都不得不承认，网络最大程度地改变了我们的生活状态，有人开始变态，有人差点变性，有人开始热恋，有人险些失恋，有人开始健身，有人已经失身……但在网上，在饭局中，大家展示的都是自己人性中最闪亮最善良的一面，让我们突然有了信心，知道这世界险恶到什么地步，又温柔到什么地步，这人群冷漠到什么地步，又温暖到什么地步。 我们聚在这里，不能太正经，不能太不正经，我们要的是不太正经；我们聚在这里，不能太艺术，不能太不艺术，我们要的是不太艺术。饭局成了我们人生苦旅中的忘忧谷，加油站，按摩垫。woodpeach曾经说，她觉得饭局里有一种在大学图书馆的感觉。这句话是很贴切，图书馆嘛，闹一会儿，学一会儿，来去自由，谈笑无忌。 我深深地爱上了这种生活方式。 于是，你会看到一个男人，清晨早早爬起来，上班之前得先到网上逡巡一下，而在此之前他已经好几年没有见过早晨七点钟的太阳了；你会看到一个男人老老实实地坐在办公室里，面带微笑貌似敬业，而此前他就没有好好上过班现在其实也没有；你会看到一个男人贱乎乎地发一个饭局通知，之前先摸一摸自己口袋里的钱，硬硬的还在。 他的名字就叫见招拆招。 warmth 2003年夏天，我接受了张斌又一份义薄云天的礼物：Nokia 7650，没带安全套。 一扎啤酒下肚，他的话多起来，你说咱们十几年前上大学的时候，打死也想不到如今会过上这样的生活：手机、汽车、电脑、网络…… QQ、E-mail、flash、BBS……闻所未闻的东西出现在我们眼前。 是啊，这是一个快速变幻的年代，就像软件的升级和页面的刷新一样，我们身不由己，永远也想象不到明年的这一天，生活会是什么样子，只能随波逐流罢了。I say. 又一扎啤酒下肚，我们的话少起来。 能唱出我们心中的沉默的，是最伟大的歌唱家（9）。 我们能做什么？我们又能要什么？ 无非是一点点温暖的感觉。 是的，“温暖”，那是一种比周遭相对要高的温度，否则你感受不到。所以我将温暖分为三类，一类是当时便能感觉到的一种感动与温柔，“如果我们生存的冰冷世界依然难改变，至少我还拥有你化解冰雪的容颜”（10），这样最好，世界上没有东西比得到呼应的感觉更好；一类是当时没有觉察，过后等你周围温度降下来的时候，你才感觉到的温暖，成为回忆中的一种味觉，再难抓住的一种触觉；一类是你永远都意识不到的温暖，但它的确曾存在在你的生命中，与你一样火热，你不知道它对你有什么影响，但你因为它而成为了现在的你。 突然想起一段花絮。 那一年，在一个朋友的指引下，还进入了网上聊天室，又用上了QQ。然后开始结交网上朋友，聊天。 一日，与一位女网友聊。她说了一句什么话，我想回答个“恩”字，由于e键和w键挨着，误将“en”两个字母敲成“wn”，结果出来个“温暖”，直接就显示在屏幕上。 吓了我一跳，她也一跳。 解释清楚，半晌无言。 过了许久，在QQ上又遇见，淡淡的几句，临别，我说“晚安”，她说“温暖”。 Finish 日历翻到2003这一年，黑格尔也已经被淘汰，启用的新电脑配置很高，已经让我复述不出来了，我只知道，光硬盘就是三十个G。我曾经动用有限的数学知识算了一下，一个G的空间能装五亿字，那已经是一个人好几辈子都看不完的、写不下的了，当然，王同亿（11）老师那样的奇才除外。 我们活一辈子，连电脑硬盘的一个角落都填不满。并且，这世界上没有人关心你在硬盘里写了什么，在我们死后，更会成为别人眼中的垃圾。“我们这些忧郁的即将被遗忘的人们将要无声无息地在这个世界上走过，也不曾给后人留下一点有用的思想，留下一部用天赋的智慧撰写的著作，子孙们将要带着法官与公民的严峻，用轻蔑的诗句，用被欺骗了的儿子对那荒唐胡为的父亲的痛苦的讥笑，来侮辱我们那些冰冷无言的尸体。”（12）我们遗留下来的痕迹是不是只会污人视听？ 匆匆忙忙的现代人，有谁会驻足做一下停留，完成一次倾听与倾诉？ 我设想自己的生命终点是这样的：在离开这个世界的前夕，我将打开电脑，用颤抖的手按着鼠标，点开一个个文件夹，进入一个个信箱，将自己写的、来自别人的一个个文件删除，再打开回收站，清空。 我双手静静的看着电脑删文件 文件删完了 我也该走了……（13） 我比较喜欢这样的收梢（14）。 Note: （1）三七又名“三七二十八”，著有《玻璃屋顶》一书。 （2）引自黄群、黄众歌曲《江湖行》。 （3）这些名字依次是：苏菲·玛索、梅格·瑞安、米歇尔·菲弗、艾曼纽·贝阿，均是色艺双绝的女影星。 （4）引自罗大佑歌曲《明天会更好》。 （5）笔者患有轻度色弱，成为一干朋友嘲笑的话柄。 （6）摘自徐志摩《毒药》一诗。 （7）这一段中提到的稀奇古怪的名字均为西祠胡同的ID，写的也是类似江湖黑话的私密性回忆。如果有的朋友看得不知所云，请允许我真诚地道歉，然后继续真诚地回忆下去。 （8）全称为“影武者的番外地”，北方影武者是其斑竹。 （9）黎巴嫩诗人哈·纪伯伦的诗句。 （10）引自罗大佑歌曲《穿过你的黑发的我的手》。 （11）自诩“辞书大王”，笔者做报社编辑时，曾经收到他的一份个人特写，配发一张照片，身旁摞着他“编篡”（后来吃过许多抄袭官司）的各类词典辞书，绝对是著作等身。 （12）摘自席勒诗句。 （13）篡改自杨绛先生翻译的蓝德诗句，原文是：“我双手静静的烤着生命之火取暖，火熄了，我也该走了……” （14）这句话出自张爱玲的短篇小说，原文是：“项羽把耳朵凑到她的颤动的唇边，他听见她在说一句他所不懂的话：'我比较喜欢那样的收梢。'”