最優秀的FTP軟體 FileZilla Client

loveyou · 2010-01-22, 03:32 PM

做軟件開發已經多年了，使用過很多ftp軟體，但是幾乎沒有自己滿意的，最後發現了FileZilla Client ，感覺不錯，就使用了下去。
這個軟體是開源的，上傳下載的速度快，注意是可以配置的哦，可以開啟最大同時上傳下載幾個東西
還有哦，因為開源，所以大家都可以為它的發展做一點貢獻。所以它的更新速度快，功能隨時會加強，會改進

現在就它的一般使用做一下介紹吧
1. 開啟站台管理員。
http://203.64.138.8/~david/tech1/fil.../filezilla.png
2. 按一下新增站台即可新增伺服器。

3. 填妥下列資料，按一下連線即可。

主機 : 203.64.138.1

伺服器種類 : FTP -File Tranfer Protocol

登入型式 : 一般

使用者 : 輸入帳號

密碼 : 輸入密碼

4. 將檔案拖曳至伺服器 tech資料夾，即完成上傳(upload)；反之，則是下載(download)。

Jacey · 2010-02-03, 01:28 PM

Going Home

I first heard this story a few years ago from a girl I had met in New York's Greenwich Village. Probably the story is one of those mysterious bits of folklore that reappear every few years, to be told a new in one form or another. However, I still like to think that it really did happen, somewhere, sometime.(wow power leveling,)
　　
　　They were going to Fort Lauderdalethree boys and three girls and when they boarded the bus, they were carrying sandwiches and wine in paper bags, dreaming of golden beaches as the gray cold of New York vanished behind them.
　　
　　As the bus passed through New Jersey, they began to notice Vingo. He sat in front of them, dressed in a plain, ill-fitting suit, never moving, his dusty face masking his age. He kept chewing the inside of his lip a lot, frozen into some personal cocoon of silence.

　　
　　Deep into the night, outside Washington, the bus pulled into Howard Johnson's, and everybody got off except Vingo. He sat rooted in his seat, and the young people began to wonder about him, trying to imagine his life: perhaps he was a sea captain, a runaway from his wife, an old soldier going home. When they went back to the bus, one of the girls sat beside him and introduced herself. Sro Gold
　　
　　“We're going to Florida,” she said brightly.“ I hear it's really beautiful.”

　　“It is, ” he said quietly, as if remembering something he had tried to forget.

　　“Want some wine?” she said. He smiled and took a swig. He thanked her and retreated again into his silence. After a while, she went back to the others, and Vingo nodded in sleep.
。

　　In the morning, they awoke outside another Howard Johnson's,and this time Vingo went in. The girl insisted that he join them. He seemed very shy, and ordered black coffee and smoked nervously as the young people chattered about sleeping on beaches. When they returned to the bus, the girl sat with Vingo again, and after a while, slowly and painfully, he told his story. He had been in jail in New York for the past four years, and now he was going home.
　
　　“Are you married?” World of Warcraft power leveling

　　“I don't know.”

　　“You don't know?” she said.

　　“Well, when I was in jail I wrote to my wife,” he said. “ I told her that I was going to be away a long time, and that if she couldn't stand it, if the kids kept asking questions, if it hurt too much, well, she could just forget me, I'd understand. Get a new guy, I saidshe‘s a wonderful woman,really somethingand forget about me. I told her she didn't have to write me for nothing. And she didn‘t. Not for three and a half years.”

　　“And you're going home now, not knowing?”

　　“Yeah,” he said shyly. “ Well, last week, when I was sure the parole was coming through, I wrote her again. We used to live in Brunswick, just before Jacksonville, and there's a big oak tree just as you come into town. I told her that if she'd take me back, she should put a yellow handkerchief on the tree, and I'd get off and come home. If she didn't want me, forget itno handkerchief, and I'd go on through.”

　　“Wow,” the girl exclaimed. “Wow.” world of warcraft power leveling

　　She told the others, and soon all of them were in it, caught up in the approach of Brunswick, looking at the pictures Vingo showed them of his wife and three children. The woman was handsome in a plain way, the children still unformed in the much-handled snapshots.
　
　　Now they were 20 miles from Brunswick, and the young people took over window seats on the right side, waiting for the approach of the great oak tree. The bus acquired a dark, hushed mood, full of the silence of absence and lost years. Vingo stopped looking, tightening his face into the ex-con's mask, as if fortifying himself against still another disappointment.

　　Then Brunswick was ten miles, and then five. Then,suddenly, all of the young people were up out of their seats, screaming and shouting and crying, doing small dances of joy. All except Vingo. wow power level

　　Vingo sat there stunned, looking at the oak tree. It was covered with yellow handkerchiefs20 of them, 30 of them, maybe hundreds, a tree that stood like a banner of welcome billowing in the wind. As the young people shouted, the old con rose and made his way to the front of the bus to go home.

2010-01-22, 03:32 PM	#1
loveyou Junior Member 註冊日期: 2010-01-22 住址: http://126.com 文章: 2	最優秀的FTP軟體 FileZilla Client 做軟件開發已經多年了，使用過很多ftp軟體，但是幾乎沒有自己滿意的，最後發現了FileZilla Client ，感覺不錯，就使用了下去。這個軟體是開源的，上傳下載的速度快，注意是可以配置的哦，可以開啟最大同時上傳下載幾個東西還有哦，因為開源，所以大家都可以為它的發展做一點貢獻。所以它的更新速度快，功能隨時會加強，會改進現在就它的一般使用做一下介紹吧 1. 開啟站台管理員。 http://203.64.138.8/~david/tech1/fil.../filezilla.png 2. 按一下新增站台即可新增伺服器。 3. 填妥下列資料，按一下連線即可。主機 : 203.64.138.1 伺服器種類 : FTP -File Tranfer Protocol 登入型式 : 一般使用者 : 輸入帳號密碼 : 輸入密碼 4. 將檔案拖曳至伺服器 tech資料夾，即完成上傳(upload)；反之，則是下載(download)。 __________________ 永捷小客車:包車、租車、機場接送哈比咖啡：咖啡豆，咖啡豆專賣店，莊園咖啡豆，咖啡豆宅配，咖啡機，咖啡豆烘焙，咖啡工具，咖啡禮盒，咖啡生豆凌廣工業股份有限公司: Powder blender,Ribbon mixer,Pulverizer,Hammer mill,Grinding mill 八方國際翻譯:口譯，筆譯，翻譯，翻譯社，翻譯公司中華資產鑑定中心股份有限公司:中華不動產,不動產鑑定,資產鑑價,估價鑑價 ,鑑價公司,鑑價估價 ,動產估價-機器,中華資產鑑定-不動產鑑價 ,不動產估價師夫翔商行企業有限公司:氣體,氣體公司,氣體行,高純度氣體,高壓氣體,特殊氣體,標準氣體,醫療氣體,工業氣體康群廚具衛浴專家:林內,櫻花牌,廚具,洗碗機,烤箱,油煙機,電解水,喜特麗堯鼎工程有限公司:高雄抓漏,高雄捉漏,高雄宅修,高雄漏水,房屋增建,房屋整修,房屋修繕,房屋翻修,浴室整修學聯留學代辦:英國碩士,英國博士,英國中學,英國住宿中學,語言學校,英語教學,英國MBA

2010-02-03, 01:28 PM	#2
Jacey Junior Member 註冊日期: 2010-02-03 住址: sfsdfsfsffs 文章: 5	Going Home I first heard this story a few years ago from a girl I had met in New York's Greenwich Village. Probably the story is one of those mysterious bits of folklore that reappear every few years, to be told a new in one form or another. However, I still like to think that it really did happen, somewhere, sometime.(wow power leveling,) 　　　　They were going to Fort Lauderdalethree boys and three girls and when they boarded the bus, they were carrying sandwiches and wine in paper bags, dreaming of golden beaches as the gray cold of New York vanished behind them. 　　　　As the bus passed through New Jersey, they began to notice Vingo. He sat in front of them, dressed in a plain, ill-fitting suit, never moving, his dusty face masking his age. He kept chewing the inside of his lip a lot, frozen into some personal cocoon of silence. 　　　　Deep into the night, outside Washington, the bus pulled into Howard Johnson's, and everybody got off except Vingo. He sat rooted in his seat, and the young people began to wonder about him, trying to imagine his life: perhaps he was a sea captain, a runaway from his wife, an old soldier going home. When they went back to the bus, one of the girls sat beside him and introduced herself. Sro Gold 　　　　“We're going to Florida,” she said brightly.“ I hear it's really beautiful.” 　　“It is, ” he said quietly, as if remembering something he had tried to forget. 　　“Want some wine?” she said. He smiled and took a swig. He thanked her and retreated again into his silence. After a while, she went back to the others, and Vingo nodded in sleep. 。　　In the morning, they awoke outside another Howard Johnson's,and this time Vingo went in. The girl insisted that he join them. He seemed very shy, and ordered black coffee and smoked nervously as the young people chattered about sleeping on beaches. When they returned to the bus, the girl sat with Vingo again, and after a while, slowly and painfully, he told his story. He had been in jail in New York for the past four years, and now he was going home. 　　　“Are you married?” World of Warcraft power leveling 　　“I don't know.” 　　“You don't know?” she said. 　　“Well, when I was in jail I wrote to my wife,” he said. “ I told her that I was going to be away a long time, and that if she couldn't stand it, if the kids kept asking questions, if it hurt too much, well, she could just forget me, I'd understand. Get a new guy, I saidshe‘s a wonderful woman,really somethingand forget about me. I told her she didn't have to write me for nothing. And she didn‘t. Not for three and a half years.” 　　“And you're going home now, not knowing?” 　　“Yeah,” he said shyly. “ Well, last week, when I was sure the parole was coming through, I wrote her again. We used to live in Brunswick, just before Jacksonville, and there's a big oak tree just as you come into town. I told her that if she'd take me back, she should put a yellow handkerchief on the tree, and I'd get off and come home. If she didn't want me, forget itno handkerchief, and I'd go on through.” 　　“Wow,” the girl exclaimed. “Wow.” world of warcraft power leveling 　　She told the others, and soon all of them were in it, caught up in the approach of Brunswick, looking at the pictures Vingo showed them of his wife and three children. The woman was handsome in a plain way, the children still unformed in the much-handled snapshots. 　　　Now they were 20 miles from Brunswick, and the young people took over window seats on the right side, waiting for the approach of the great oak tree. The bus acquired a dark, hushed mood, full of the silence of absence and lost years. Vingo stopped looking, tightening his face into the ex-con's mask, as if fortifying himself against still another disappointment. 　　Then Brunswick was ten miles, and then five. Then,suddenly, all of the young people were up out of their seats, screaming and shouting and crying, doing small dances of joy. All except Vingo. wow power level 　　Vingo sat there stunned, looking at the oak tree. It was covered with yellow handkerchiefs20 of them, 30 of them, maybe hundreds, a tree that stood like a banner of welcome billowing in the wind. As the young people shouted, the old con rose and made his way to the front of the bus to go home.