Winter, warm music, newspaper program, computer, I feel that I am happily hit, is this the scene of my dreams? Let the warmth of the winter, there is no conscience to the body, let the wonderful music are unveiled around the ear, let the eyes go in the middle of the world's big events, let the innocent thoughts in the code of one line of lines soar. When I don't know my existence, the cruel reality is brutal, I am going out from happiness: Your lunch has not been solved, your dinner is still not falling, what is your tomorrow? In the face of reality, people are small. I don't know when I like programmers, I don't know why I like it? If you must give a reason, that is, it is like "Month", likes to enjoy the pure happiness of the creation of things - this kind of happiness is the refraction of God to create the world, a unique , Brand new leaves and joy on snowflakes. (By "Moon Myth"). Life is vulgar, there is an invisible force forcing what you choose, give up what. I feel helpless when I face the reality. However, the sky only helps self-rescue. Perhaps, you must get used to the daily cards, habits are accustomed to others' code, habits to add bricks to our procedures every day.
BTW1: The pen is thinking, the reason is, self-entertainment! BTW2: By the way, read friends, exchange reading experience and learning experience, but, it is limited to operating system levels. Here is this year's reading plan: "In-depth understanding of computer system", about MiniX design and implementation, some Linux kernel source (File System), Linux system management, and a language - Java, mainly learning object-oriented implementation methods. Programmer, tired and happy! Interested parties please send me an email or leave your address, my email is bobxtao@163.com
