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easyPHP下elgg本地安装调试手记
Posted on 2011-02-24 by yo2engengine
下载easyPHP和elgg，安装easyPHP在一个独立文件夹。elgg解压在easyPHP下www文件夹。同时在www下建一个data文件夹；
本地运行easyPHP，右键点击easyPHP图标，依次点击configuaration/phpMyAdmin，分别建立data和elgg数据库；
打开easyPHP/文网文/elgg/engine文件夹，重命名settings.example.php为settings.php, 用写字板打开该文件，改写以下各行：
// Database username
$CONFIG->dbuser = '{{CONFIG_DBUSER}}'; ==》$CONFIG->dbuser = 'root'
// Database password
$CONFIG->dbpass = '{{CONFIG_DBPASS}}';==>填入密码
// Database name
$CONFIG->dbname = '{{CONFIG_DBNAME}}';==》$CONFIG->dbname = 'elgg'
// Database server
// (For most configurations, you can leave this as 'localhost')
$CONFIG->dbhost = '{{CONFIG_DBHOST}}';
// Database table prefix
// If you're sharing a database with other applications, you will want to use this
// to differentiate Elgg's tables.
$CONFIG->dbprefix = '{{CONFIG_DBPREFIX}}';==>$CONFIG->dbprefix = 'elgg_';
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【旧文新刊】Love, O the Damned Human Love
Posted on 2011-02-14 by yo2engengine
Poets sing odes to it, philosophers contemplate over it, novelists dramatize it, holleywood massproduces it, businessmen make big bucks out of it. . 　　
Men and women talk it, even make it. They are dying for it, or they are reborn for it. They thrill at it, they groan for it. It flies them high on the zenith of the world, or throw them down into the abyss of despair. 　　
If you have a chance to see how a horse looks when he sees a mare, you will be awed by the power of 'love': he stands on his hind feets, throwing his front legs and head high into the sky, eyes reddened and bright, all the his hairs flying, and the whole world can hear his love  sonorous love song to his lover. 　　
(Un)fortunately, the human love goes beyond it. Scientists say ,at least, that human is the only animal who hugs and kisses when in love. 　　
Human love should be like the river of life. Love keeps man and women alive. The river of life runs dry without it. The pain of love is the pain of being alive: it is our perpetual wound. 　　
Love means the body, the soul, the life, the entire being. We feel love as we feel the warmth of our blood, we breathe love as we breathe air, we hold it in ourselves as we hold our thoughts. Nothing more exists for us. 　　
Love defies logic and reasoning. I wonder whether people who are sensible about love are capable of it. But it gives us a reason for leading a life in the world. I really can't see the difference between the human race and the animal kingdom were it not for love: love is the only answer to the problem of human existence. 　　
As someone says somewhere, love is the irresistible desire to be desired irresistibly. Only those who are driven crazy and desperate by love are entitled for tasting its sweetness. 　　
Love is a paradox. Love renders one the sweetest sweetness, but the most bitter bitterness as well. Love makes a tranquil heart beat wildl