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, 陳惠貞 , 陳俊榮 . ASP 與網頁數據庫設計 [M]. 北京:中國鐵道出版社 , 2021。 [8] 張海藩 , 牟永敏 . 面向對象程序設計實用教程 [M]. 北京:清華大學出版社 , 2021。 致 謝 本文是在張仕斌老師和陳念偉老師的熱情關心和指導下 完成的,他們淵博的知識和嚴謹的治學作風使我受益匪淺,對順利完成本課題起到了極大的作用。在此向他們表示我最衷心的感謝! 感謝張仕斌老師在課題研究初期給予的幫助,在張仕斌老師的幫助下課題才得以很好的展開,有了一個很好的開端!感謝大學四年和我一同走過的朋友們,與他們一起學習,生活,讓我擁有許多難忘時光。我們共同經歷成長中的一點一滴,無論是歡笑還是淚水,我都將銘記一生。 在論文完成過程中,本人還得到了其他老師和許多同學的熱心幫助,本人向他們表示深深的謝意! 最后向在百忙之中評審本文的各位專家、老師表示衷心的感謝! 作者簡介 姓 名:薛長明 性別:男 出生年月: 1984/08/24 民族:漢 Email: 聲 明 本論文的工作是 2021 年 2 月至 2021 年 6 月在成都信息工程學院網絡工程系完成。文中除了特別加以標注地方外,不包含他人已經發(fā)表或撰寫過的研究成果,也不包含為獲得成都信息工程學院或其他教學機構的學位或證書而使用過的 材料。除非另有說明,本文的工作是原始性工作。 關于學位論文使用權和研究成果知識產權的說明: 本人完全了解成都信息工程學院有關保管使用學位論文的規(guī)定,其中包括: ( 1)學校有權保管并向有關部門遞交學位論文的原件與復印件。 ( 2)學??梢圆捎糜坝?、縮印或其他復制方式保存學位論文。 ( 3)學??梢詫W術交流為目的復制、贈送和交換學位論文。 ( 4)學??稍试S學位論文被查閱或借閱。 ( 5)學校可以公布學位論文的全部或部分內容(保密學位論文在解密后遵守此規(guī)定)。 除非另有科研合同和其他法律文書的制約,本論文的科研成果屬于 成都信息工程學院。 特此聲明! 作者簽名: 2021 年 6 月 10 日 he new army slippers. How nice my handkerchiefs look, don39。t they? Hannah washed and ironed them for me, and I marked them all myself, said Beth, looking proudly at the somewhat uneven letters which had cost her such labor. Bless the child! She39。s gone and put `Mother39。 on them instead of `M. March39。. How funny! cried Jo, taking one up. Isn39。t that right? I thought it was better to do it so, because Meg39。s initials are ., and I don39。t want anyone to use these but Marmee, said Beth。, looking troubled. It39。s all right, dear, and a very pretty idea, quite sensible too, for no one can ever mistake now. It will ple ase her very much, I know, said Meg, with a frown for Jo and a smile for Beth. There39。s Mother. Hide the basket, quick! cried Jo, as a door slammed and steps sounded in the hall. Amy came in hastily, and looked rather abashed when she saw her sisters all waiting for her. Where have you been, and what are you hiding behind you? asked Meg, surprised to see, by her hood and cloak, that lazy Amy had been out so early. Don39。t laugh at me, Jo! I didn39。t mean anyone should know till the time came. I only meant to change the little bottle for a big one, and I gave all my money to get it, and I39。m truly trying not to be selfish any more. As she spoke, Amy showed the handsome flask w hich replaced the cheap one, and looked so earnest and humble in her little eff ort to fet herself that Meg hugged her on the spot, and Jo pronounced her `a trump39。, while Beth ran to the window, and picked her finest rose to ornament the stately bottle. You see I felt ashamed of my present, after reading and talking about being good this morning, so I ran round the corner and changed it the minute I was up, and I39。m so glad, for mine is the handsomest now. Another bang of the street door sent the basket under the sofa, and the girls to the table, eager for breakfast. Merry Christmas, Marmee! Many of them! Thank you for our books. We read some, and mean to every day, they all cried in chorus. Merry Christmas, little daughters! I39。m glad you began at once, and hope you will keep on. But I want to say one word before we sit down. Not far away from here lies a poor woman with a little newborn baby. Six children are huddled into one bed to keep from freezing, for they have no fire. There is nothing to eat over there, and the oldest boy came to tell me they were suffering hunger and c old. My girls, will you give them your breakfast as a Christmas present? They were all unusually hungry, having waited nearly an hour, and for a minute no one spoke, only a minute, for Jo exclaimed impetuously, I39。m so glad you came before we began! May I go and help carry the things to the poor little children? asked Beth eagerly. I shall take the cream and the muffings, added Amy, heroically giving up the article she most liked. Meg was already covering the buckwheats, and piling the bread into one big plate. I thought you39。d do it, said Mrs. March, smiling as if satisfied. You shall all go and help me, and when we e back we will have bread and milk for breakfast, and make it up at dinnertime. They were soon ready, and the procession set out. Fortunately it was early, and they went through back streets, so few people saw them, and no one laughed at the queer pa rty. A poor, bare, miserable room it was, with broken windows, no fire, ragged bedclothes, a sick mother, wailing baby, and a group of pale, hungry children cuddled under one old quilt, trying to keep warm. How the big eyes stared and the blue lips smiled as the girls went in. Ach, mein Gott! It is good angels e to us! said the poor woman, crying for joy. Funny angels in hoods and mittens, said Jo, and set them to laughing. In a few minutes it really did seem as if kind spirits had been at wor k there. Hannah, who had carried wood, made a fire, and stopped up the broken panes with old hats and her own cloa k. Mrs. March gave the mother tea and gruel, and forted her with promises of help, while she dressed the little baby as tenderly as if it had been her own. T he girls meantime spread the table, set the children round the fire, and fed them like so many hungry birds, laughing, talking, and trying to understand the funny broken English. Das ist gut! Die Engel kinder! cried the poor things as they ate and warmed their purple hands at the fortable blaze. T he girls had never been c alled angel children before, and thought it very agreeable, especially Jo, who had been considered a `Sancho39。 ever since she was born. That was a very happy breakfast, though they didn39。t ge t any of it. And when they went away, leaving fort behind, I think there were not in all the city four merrier people than