win10系统怎么设置锁屏密码

windows10设置锁屏密码步骤如下：

1、在使用win10系统的时候，开机之后进入桌面之前，是直接进入的，没有开机密码，也就是没有锁屏密码。

2、想要为系统设置一个开机密码，点击左下角的开始菜单图标。

3、然后在打开的页面中点击头像图标，在出现的菜单中点击更改账户设置选项。

4、然后在打开的设置页面中点击左侧的登录选项。

5、然后可以看到当前的管理员账号是没有密码的，点击下面的添加选项。

6、然后在d出的页面中输入密码，确认密码，输入密码提示，点击下一步。

7、一会之后，锁屏密码就创建完成了，点击完成即可。

屁话连篇。说了很多，管用的一句没有。

谁都知道安全、便宜买到金币是非常great的，但是到底怎样才能做到？又说不出来，还叨叨了这么多有的没的，怎么跟某些官员的报告一样？

公务员考试要考英语理解了吗？

找了半天,总算全了

第一首

Oh, Captain! My Captain

By Walt Whitman

Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,

The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is worn,

The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,

While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring

Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,

The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is worn,

The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,

While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring

But O heart! heart! heart!

O the bleeding drops of red!

Where on the deck my Captain lies,

Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells

Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills,

For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths--for you the shores crowding,

For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning

Here, Captain! dear father!

This arm beneath your head

It is some dream that on the deck

You've fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,

My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse or will

The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done

From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won

Exult, O Shores! and ring, O bell!

But I, with mournful tread,

Walk the deck my Captain lies,

Fallen cold and dead.

第2首

Eagle

BY ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON (1809～1892)

He clasps the crag with crooked hands

Close to the sun in lonely lands,

Ringed with the azure world, he stands.

The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls

He watches from his mountain walls,

And like a thunderbolt he falls.

第3首

To Sleep

by John Keats

O soft embalmer of the still midnight,

Shutting with careful fingers and benign Our gloom-pleas'd eyes, embower'd from the light,

Enshaded in forgetfulness divine:

O soothest Sleep! if so it please thee, close

In midst of this thine hymn my willing eyes,

Or wait the amen ere thy poppy throws

Around my bed its lulling charities.

Then save me, or the passed day will shine

Upon my pillow, breeding many woes

Save me from curious conscience, that still lords

Its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole

Turn the key deftly in the oiled wards,

And seal the hushed casket of my soul.

第4首

The Flight of Youth

by Richard Henry Stoddard

There are gains for all our losses.

There are balms for all our pain:

But when youth, the dream, departs

It takes something from our hearts,

And it never comes again.

We are stronger, and are better,

Under manhood's sterner reign:

Still we feel that something sweet

Followed youth, with flying feet,

And will never come again.

Something beautiful is vanished,

And we sigh for it in vain

We behold it everywhere,

On the earth, and in the air,

But it never comes again!

第5首

How Do I Love Thee?

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee?

Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth

and breadth

and height

My soul can reach,

when feeling out of sight.

For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.

I love thee to the level of everyday's

Most quiet need,

by sun and candlelight.

I love thee freely,

as men strive for Right

I love thee purely,

as they turn from Praise.

I love thee with the passion

put to use In my old griefs,

and with my childhood's faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints,

--I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears,

of all my life!

--and, if God choose,

I shall but love thee better after death.

第6首

Crossing the Bar

By Alfred Tennyson

And one clear call for me!

And may there be no moaning of the bar,

When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,

Too full for sound and foam,

When That which drew form out the boundless deep

Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,

And after that the dark!

And may there be no sadness of farewell,

When I embark

For though from out our bourne of Time and Place

The flood may bear me far,

I hope to see my Pilot face to face

When I have crost the bar.

第7首

To the Cuckoo

By William Wordsworth

O blithe new-comer! I have heard,

I hear thee and rejoice.

O Cuckoo! shall I call thee Bird,

Or but a wandering Voice?

While I am lying on the grass

Thy twofold shout I hear

From hill to hill it seems to pass

At once far off, and near.

Though babbling only to the Vale,

Of sunshine and of flowers,

Thou bringest unto me a tale

Of visionary hours.

Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring!

Even ye thou art to me

No bird, but an invisible thing,

A voice a mystery

The same whom in my schoolboy days

I listened tothat Cry

Which made me look a thousand ways

In bush, and tree, and sky.

To seek thee did I often rove

Through woods and on the green

And thou wert still a hope, a love

Still longed for, never seen.

And I can listen to thee yet

Can lie upon the plain

And listen, till I do beget

That golden time again.

O blessed Bird! the earth we pace

Again appears to be

An unsubstantial, faery place

That is fit home for thee!

第8首

Spring

By Thomas Nashe

Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king

Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,

Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing,

Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

The palm and may make country houses gay,

Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day,

And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay,

Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

The fields breathe sweet, the daisies kiss our feet,

Young lovers meet, old wives a sunning sit,

In every street these tunes our ears do greet,

Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

Spring! the sweet Spring!

第9首

The Furthest Distance in the world

泰戈尔

The furthest distance in the world

Is not between life and death

But when I stand in front of you

Yet you don't know that

I love you.

The furthest distance in the world

Is not when I stand in front of you

Yet you can't see my love

But when undoubtly knowing the love from both

Yet cannot be together.

The furthest distance in the world

Is not being apart while being in love

But when I plainly cannot resist the yearning

Yet pretending you have never been in my heart.

The furthest distance in the world

Is not struggling against the tides

But using one's indifferent heart

To dig an uncrossable river

For the one who loves you .

第10首

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know,

His house is in the village though,

He will not see me stopping here,

To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer,

To stop without a farmhouse near,

Between the woods and frozen lake,

The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake,

To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound's the sweep,

Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

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