Geoffrey James for :

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This article from the "programming problem," a book Narrative only for input. All journal book publishers. In this paper, instead of three books : "The Chan programming problem," "Programming the computer age," "Fable"

Contents

Introduction III
First fall 1
The second winter 15
Title III, 29 Spring
Title IV Summer 43

Introduction

(A machine before going to college in Lhasa, Tibet's beyond travel. )

Although I CPYu Dr. communication exchanges for many years but I have never seen him in the face. Last year, "The Chan Programming," published soon after, he gave me the letter to a halt. What also repeated inquiries, did not know what had happened. I had no choice but to travel long distances to see my mentor and Befrienders Lhasa whether safety uninjured.

Travel by plane this five, two and a train ride elephants component, and everything was fine. I soon found themselves on the rocks along a steep path to move upward, which is located in the direct path of the cloud among the Tibet University.

Through thick end of the cul-de-sac Shihmen months bronze bells hung outside. A heavy blow my hands still on the tongue bell, the bell in the hills between reverberations linger. The birds live in a group of nearby bushes, and the bell was this deep fear insect wing, as well as a similar burst from flying overhead.

Meanwhile, one old man wearing a ragged cloak from a landmark. "This is the only entrance to the ceremony preparations," he said, "Please take my students with the entrance bars. "

He came to me with the front side of the island Ogiso, just to thrust that comes with carers at the top of his little finger on my chest, I stopped by to. "Why did you come here, the brutal Western ghosts? "He Limaodewen.

"I look at Dr. Yu. "

Carers Yangliaoyang one eyebrow, let me any more.

Here, and I hope the widely divergent. In my mind, has sketched out a simple architecture with modern traditional Chinese style. But the contrary, I saw rows of arch tower wrapped tower covered with faded color. There are many niche along the wall around inside the souls of ancient statues. I remember one particular sculpture. It is a woman, many arm extending from the body to Lane, holding a copy of each card, the card poke some micro hole. I am very much interested in the house owner notes on the side : "old, very old. No one knows her name.

We climbed a staircase Through the small end of the gate. Master opened the door a plastic security card. In ancient times in a row, cluttered computer equipment displayed in front of the disk drive and singular old mainframe, and has been linked to coat the exposed cables entwined, almost computer box ash buried in a thick layer, a pile of moldy scattered on the side of the MS-DOS manual. Obviously, this has long come in the room.

"Dr. Yu dead," says the owner : "This is where he spent his last moments. Then there is a mistake in the operating system, he did not have enough time to line up the mistakes. . . "His voice gradually smaller. Because they can not control their feelings and shame, he turned down the stairs to go, the one I stayed put.

I was like he went downstairs, I heard a loud crack temporary burst of strange sound. This is a primitive printer, I do not know how else, it was actually full play a full course 算了. The flow of paper from a narrow troughs slowly diffuse out and fell on the floor, covered with dust. Then, with a burst of sound Huchihuchi, printers stopped. I hardly know a lot of things, then those who died, cleaned up the paper and quickly left the room. Doors closed behind me creak to a babble.

I carers are upper ceiling, as he led me through the maze of courtyards, and then I introduced a half-door. "Next to bring some of the extra memory," he said, "We are very scarce here. "I then put behind the door.

A half down the road, I would like to look at the printers. It is a collection of fables, it is clear that it works, Dr. Yu. I quickly realized that these fables is his testament, his tireless exploration of the information age Revelation records.