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费曼feynman智商有问题?
Feynman是里面最聪明的孩子了，我看是你智商有问题还不自知。找食物Feynman一个人方向感最强。Feynman从市集买东西回来自己找回家的，羊羊羊还找不到地方在那哭，工作人员告诉杨威他找不到回家的房子，杨威出去接的他。一般比较蠢的人方向感都不太好。还有Feynman说里面唯一一个有独立思想、独立人格的孩子，独立人格已经包含了太多品质，你呢是不会懂的。Feynman之一次到农村，那种门他老爸吴镇宇还不知道门是怎么开的，Feynman知道，一下就把门打开了。Feynman有坚韧不拔的精神，一个人把大西瓜滚出来，他没在任何人面前邀功，如此沉静。反而曹格女儿在大人面前邀功，还说她把大西瓜滚出来，明明她什么都没做。踢足球的顽强把裁判都感动和震撼了忍不住夸他，还有羊羊羊受他影响站起来踢足球了，这就是精神力量带来的影响力。Feynman受伤了，玩橄榄球也是认真不放弃。台湾特辑，台湾民俗房子主人让他们在墙上留名做纪念，Feynman就写了个F，羊羊羊写了一个很大的杨字，这就是区别，一个没把自己当回事，一个太把自己当回事。不说了，还有很多Feynman的品质。平时习惯粤语和英语交流，但是他努力地用中文跟人们交流，腼腆又认真的样子带有一点小可爱。（人民网评）
在《爸爸去哪儿第二季》中，Feynman清秀可爱的外形让人喜爱，不过这位小朋友个性十足，节目中话语很少，略显羞涩，显得有些“高处不胜寒”。（网易评）
这个普通话都说得不太好的但又面容清秀特立独行的小正太Feynman，由于太漂亮很容易被当成女孩子而被老爸吴镇宇一直戏言为Baby Girl，但参加了《爸爸去哪儿第二季》之后，Feynman这个硬派小男子汉的形象越来越清晰，就再也不是一个Baby Girl了。（新华网评）
费曼feynman去不去大电影
官方已经证实费曼是不会出席2015年大电影了，真的好可惜我家阿曼小男神不会出席了呜呜~1、相关内容扩展阅读:爸爸2再现神级PS feynman长发超适合
【导读】：近日，爸爸去哪儿第二季的萌娃PS图横空出世！与之一季相比，这次的PS照稍显违和，但同样体现网友神想法。而吴镇宇的儿子feynman更是成为女装的首选人选，长发造型很是合适。
近日，爸爸2萌娃再遭民间高手PS，图片神违和。曾经《爸爸去哪儿1》的石头，天天，森碟等人遭到网民们恶搞PS图，把爸爸和萌娃头像交换最为经典。现在《爸爸去哪儿2》的萌娃费曼，杨阳洋等人再次遭到网民们的PS，但是这次的是神违和图，费曼的帅哥版摇身一变，雪白蓬松的发型，点缀在雪白的梅花中，真是帅到爆了。尤其是费曼的PS女装，这已经不是美女级别了，是仙女层次了，真是美到没朋友了，网民都感叹：费曼你确定不是女儿身?可见费曼的PS女装有多漂亮，跟着我一起看吧。
1、费曼的碧瑶仙子女装造型，浑身的碧绿轻装，撑着花草式油纸伞，齐刘海，飘逸的直长发，两个发髻迭代的白色头花，清新美丽，犹如真正的仙子一般。
2、学富五车甜美淑女造型的费曼，轻浮琵琶，表情严肃认真的样子，惹人爱啊。加上碎式齐刘海，两鬓的麻花辫，发髻上的麻绳头饰。更加符合了费曼这款女装的学富五车造型。
3、江湖儿女活脱率真式女装费曼，蓬乱的齐刘海，长卷的发型，后脑勺捆卷盘束的发尾，用麻绳捆绑的银针发饰。加上忧伤的表情。感情这是为江湖儿女的身不由己而忧伤，还是活脱率真的你，为情而困呢?
feynman的头发本来就比一般的男孩子要长一些，以前吴镇宇也恶搞过“费曼双胞胎姐姐”的话题，看看这长发“牀照”，是不是很销魂？
吴镇宇在微博分享了儿子feynman 的成长照，照片中feynman头发很长，本来就长的很秀气的他看起来更像女孩子了。这不知道是feynman几岁时的照片，穿着水手服，留着齐刘海的样子是不是很萌？
呆萌的样子，不规则的刘海感觉这是得罪造型师了吗？
穿着运动装，与严肃的老爸一起对比很是强烈。不过吴镇宇的小辫子发型也同样抢镜。
玩足球的样子，一身污泥也挡不住好动的少年！黑色的短发发型让大眼更显激萌。
节目外父子两人的互动，一起吐舌的样子很是可爱。feynman的童花头很是洋气。
在《爸爸去哪儿》之前，feynman露面的机会很少，这张婴儿期的造型是不是很可爱？ *** 的小脸，中间一小撮刘海也挡不住大脑门。
跟爸爸一起出席活动，小少爷的装扮很是时尚洋气，一身西装搭配帽子潮感十足，个性的小卷发很是 *** 。
贝儿碎碎念 整段 完整的，谢谢大家哦～～～oh feynman～～
贝儿： 我们可以走这条路， 小心，先让我下去吧， 先让我下去， 然后我在接你吧， 我可以在这儿保护你， 那一条路是我们刚刚走过的， 我有点熟悉， 我觉得我们还是往下走一点看看吧， Feynman小心， Feynman，你刚刚走的不是一条路， Feynman你不要走这么窄的路了， 跟我走这条路吧， 来吧Feynman， 不能跳的， 一跳你的那个雨鞋太大了就会掉， 来吧Feynman， 他们快要找到了，Feynman， Feynman， Feynman， Feynman， 哦~Feynman， 恩？Feynman呢？ 哦，原来你在这……费曼： 我看到JOE他们去那边。
贝儿： 我们不能跟JOE， 我们不能找JOE了， 因为JOE他们是，他，JOE，羊羊羊不是一组的， JOE是跟多多一组的， 他们，他不是跟我们一组的， 我们还是好好找自己的物品， 所以我们还是走这条路吧。 NOW，OK， Feynman？ 手不用扶的，Feynman， 我觉得你好像比我小， 因为你手要扶， Feynman你应该是5岁吧？ 你没有比我高， 我也没有比你高。
费曼：嗝~
贝儿：……
哪儿可以下载有关费曼的书 发现的乐趣的英文原版 The Pleasure of Finding Thing out 格式不限 要完全版本
哪儿可以下载有关费曼的书 发现的乐趣的英文原版的电子版 The Pleasure of Finding Thing out 格式不限 要完全版本的 到处都找不到英文原版的电子版英文完全版电子版书 格式不限 谢谢 其他的不用
The Pleasure of Finding Things Out----Feynman
This is the edited transcript of an interview with Feynman made for the BBC television program Horizon in 1981, shown in the United States as an episode of Nova. Feynman had most of his life behind him by this time (he died in 1988), so he could reflect on his experiences and accomplishments with the perspective not often attainable by a younger person. The result is a candid, relaxed, and very personal discussion on many topics close to Feynman's heart: why knowing merely the name of something is the same as not knowing anything at all about it; how he and his fellow atomic scientists of the Manhattan Project could drink and revel in the success of the terrible weapon they had created while on the other side of the world in Hiroshima thousands of their fellow human beings were dead or dying from it; and why Feynman could just as well have gotten along without a Nobel Prize.
The Beauty of a Flower
I have a friend who's an artist and he's sometimes taken a view which I don't agree with very well. He'll hold up a flower and say, "Look how beautiful it is," and I'll agree, I think. And he says—"you see, I as an artist can see how beautiful this is, but you as a scientist, oh, take this all apart and it becomes a dull thing." And I think that he's kind of nutty. First of all, the beauty that he sees is available to other people and to me, too, I believe, although I might not be quite as refined aesthetically as he is; but I can appreciate the beauty of a flower. At the same time I see much more about the flower than he sees. I can imagine the cells in there, the complicated actions inside which also have a beauty. I mean it's not just beauty at this dimension of one centimeter, there is also beauty at a *** aller dimension, the inner structure. Also the processes, the fact that the colors in the flower evolved in order to attract insects to pollinate it is interesting—it means that insects can see the color. It adds a question: Does this aesthetic sense also exist in the lower forms? Why is it aesthetic? All kinds of interesting questions which shows that a science knowledge only adds to the excitement and mystery and the awe of a flower. It only adds; I don't understand how it subtracts.
Avoiding Humanities
I've always been very one-sided about science and when I was younger I concentrated almost all my effort on it. I didn't have time to learn and I didn't have much patience with what's called the humanities, even though in the university there were humanities that you had to take. I tried my best to avoid somehow learning anything and working at it. It was only afterwards, when I got older, that I got more relaxed, that I've spread out a little bit. I've learned to draw and I read a little bit, but I'm really still a very one-sided person and I don't know a great deal. I have a limited intelligence and I use it in a particular direction.
Tyrannosaurus in the Window
We had the Encyclopaedia Britannica at home and even when I was a *** all boy [my father] used to sit me on his lap and read to me from the Encyclopaedia Britannica, and we would read, say, about dinosaurs and maybe it would be talking about the brontosaurus or something, or the tyrannosaurus rex, and it would say something like, "This thing is twenty-five feet high and the head is six feet across," you see, and so he'd stop all this and say, "Let's see what that means. That would mean that if he stood in our front yard he would be high enough to put his head through the window but not quite because the head is a little bit too wide and it would break the window as it came by."
Everything we'd read would be translated as best we could into some reality and so I learned to do that—everything that I read I try to figure out what it really means, what it's really saying by translating and so (LAUGHS) I used to read the Encyclopaedia when I was a boy but with translation, you see, so it was very exciting and interesting to think there were animals of such magnitude—I wasn't frightened that there would be one coming in my window as a consequence of this, I don't think, but I thought that it was very, very interesting, that they all died out and at that time nobody knew why.
We used to go to the Catskill Mountains. We lived in New York and the Catskill Mountains was the place where people went in the summer; and the fathers—there was a big group of people there but the fathers would all go back to New York to work during the week and only come back on the weekends. When my father came he would take me for walks in the woods and tell me various interesting things that were going on in the woods—which I'll explain in a minute—but the other mothers seeing this, of course, thought this was wonderful and that the other fathers should take their sons for walks, and they tried to work on them but they didn't get anywhere at first and they wanted my father to take all the kids, but he didn't want to because he had a special relationship with me—we had a personal thing together—so it ended up that the other fathers had to take their children for walks the next weekend, and the next Monday when they were all back to work, all the kids were playing in the field and one kid said to me, "See that bird, what kind of a bird is that?" And I said, "I haven't the slightest idea what kind of a bird it is." He says, "It's a brown throated thrush," or something, "Your father doesn't tell you anything." But it was the opposite: my father had taught me. Looking at a bird he says, "Do you know what that bird is? It's a brown throated thrush; but in Portuguese it's a ... in Italian a ...," he says "in Chinese it's a ..., in Japanese a ...," etcetera. "Now," he says, "you know in all the languages you want to know what the name of that bird is and when you've finished with all that," he says, "you'll know absolutely nothing whatever about the bird. You only know about humans in different places and what they call the bird. Now," he says, "let's look at the bird."
He had taught me to notice things and one day when I was playing with what we call an express wagon, which is a little wagon which has a railing around it for children to play with that they can pull around. It had a ball in it—I remember this—it had a ball in it, and I pulled the wagon and I noticed something about the way the ball moved, so I went to my father and I said, "Say, Pop, I noticed something: When I pull the wagon the ball rolls to the back of the wagon, and when I'm pulling it along and I suddenly stop, the ball rolls to the front of the wagon," and I says, "why is that?" And he said, "That nobody knows," he said. "The general principle is that things that are moving try to keep on moving and things that are standing still tend to stand still unless you push on them hard." And he says, "This tendency is called inertia but nobody knows why it's true." Now that's a deep understanding—he doesn't give me a name, he knew the difference between knowing the name of something and knowing something, which I learnt very early. He went on to say, "If you look close you'll find the ball does not rush to the back of the wagon, but it's the back of the wagon that you're pulling against the ball; that the ball stands still or as a matter of fact from the friction starts to move forward really and doesn't move back." So I ran back to the little wagon and set the ball up again and pulled the wagon from under it and looking sideways and seeing indeed he was right—the ball never moved backwards in the wagon when I pulled the wagon forward. It moved backward relative to the wagon, but relative to the sidewalk it was moved forward a little bit, it's just [that] the wagon caught up with it. So that's the way I was educated by my father, with those kinds of examples and discussions, no pressure, just lovely interesting discussions.
Algebra for the Practical Man
My cousin, at that time, who was three years older, was in high school and was having considerable difficulty with his algebra and had a tutor come, and I was allowed to sit in a corner while (LAUGHS) the tutor would try to teach my cousin algebra, problems like 2x plus something. I said to my cousin then, "What're you trying to do?" You know, I hear him talking about x. He says, "What do you know—2x + 7 is equal to 15," he says "and you're trying to find out what x is." I says, "You mean 4." He says, "Yeah, but you did it with arithmetic, you have to do it by algebra," and that's why my cousin was never able to do algebra, because he didn't understand how he was supposed to do it. There was no way. I learnt algebra fortunately by not going to school and knowing the whole idea was to find out what x was and it didn't make any difference how you did it—there's no such thing as, you know, you do it by arithmetic, you do it by algebra—that was a false thing that they had invented in school so that the children who have to study algebra can all pass it. They had invented a set of rules which if you followed them without thinking could produce the answer: subtract 7 from both sides, if you have a multiplier divide both sides by the multiplier and so on, and a series of steps by which you could get the answer if you didn't understand what you were trying to do.
There was a series of math books, which started Arithmetic for the Practical Man, and then Algebra for the Practical Man, and then Trigonometry for the Practical Man, and I learned trigonometry for the practical man from that. I soon forgot it again because I didn't understand it very well but the series was coming out, and the library was going to get Calculus for the Practical Man and I knew by this time by reading the Encyclopaedia that calculus was an important subject and it was an interesting one and I ought to learn it. I was older now, I was perhaps thirteen; and then the calculus book finally came out and I was so excited and I went to the library to take it out and she looks at me and she says, "Oh, you're just a child, what are you taking this book out for, this book is a [book for *** s]." So this was one of the few times in my life I was uncomfortable and I lied and I said it was for my father, he selected it. So I took it home and I learnt calculus from it and I tried to explain it to my father and he'd start to read the beginning of it and he found it confusing and it really bothered me a little bit. I didn't know that he was so limited, you know, that he didn't understand, and I thought it was relatively simple and straightforward and he didn't understand it. So that was the first time I knew I had learnt more in some sense than he.
