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var pager = new Imtech.Pager();
$(document).ready(function() {
    pager.paragraphsPerPage = 5; // set amount elements per page
    pager.pagingContainer = $('#content'); // set of main container
    pager.paragraphs = $('div.z', pager.pagingContainer); // set of required containers
    pager.showPage(1);
});

body {background:#eee;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;margin:0;padding:0}

.example {background:#FFF;width:1000px;font-size:80%;border:1px #000 solid;margin:0.5em 10% 0.5em;padding:1em 2em 2em;-moz-border-radius:3px;-webkit-border-radius:3px}

#content p {text-indent:20px;text-align:justify;}

#pagingControls ul {display:inline;padding-left:0.5em}

#pagingControls li {display:inline;padding:0 0.5em}

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<script src="https://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/2.1.1/jquery.min.js"></script>

<div class="example">
    <h3><a href="#">Paragraph pagination sample</a></h3>

    <div id="content">
        <div class="z">Sergey LUKYANENKO - The Boy and the Darkness - Chapter 1. The Sun Kitten.</div>
        <div class="z">Everything happened because I got ill.</div>
        <div class="z">It was already two in the afternoon, and I was lying in bed flicking through "Peter Pan" - I must have read it a hundred times over. I had long since pulled off the bandage my mother had tied around my neck in the morning, and thrown it into a corner. I simply can't understand - how can cotton wool soaked in vodka possibly help a cough? I don't argue with my mum, of course, but after she leaves I look after myself in my own way - namely, lie in bed with a book and wait for my germs to get tired of such a boring method of passing time. It usually helps - perhaps not at once, but after a day or three. A good thing, really, that the street outside looked quite miserable - the sun poking out for brief moments, only to make room for a patchy, nasty drizzle. Though, the sun never actually peeked into the room - our house is so unfortunately placed that it is in the shadows of the new nine-floor high-rises on every side. "The only use for such a flat is to grow mushrooms", - dad used to say, back when he still lived with us.</div>
        <div class="z">I put my book down on the floor next to the bed, and lay on my back. Perhaps, had I shut my eyes now, nothing would have happened. But there I was, lying staring at the ceiling and listening to the ticking of the clock in the hallway.</div>
        <div class="z">And a speck of sunlight jumped into the room through the glass. Small - the size of my hand - but surprisingly bright. As though the window was open, with bright summer sun outside. Someone was probably playing with a mirror on the balcony of the house across the street.</div>
        <div class="z">The rabbit floated across the ceiling, climbed down a wall, made a vase on the dressing-table glint, and stopped, shaking slightly, on my headrest.</div>
        <div class="z">- Don't go, - I said for some reason, knowing that in a moment the mirror would shift and the rabbit would leave my room forever. - Stay...</div>
        <div class="z">And that's when it all started.</div>
        <div class="z">The sun rabbit tore free of the bed and floated in the air. I didn't even realise at first that such things don't happen. It was only when the flat spot hanging in the air started puffing out to form a fuzzy orange ball that I understood - a miracle had happened.</div>
        <div class="z">I closed my eyes for a second, but when I opened them again, the kitten hadn't disappeared. In fact, he'd flown closer.</div>
        <div class="z">- I don't believe in fairy tales, - I told myself. - I'm grown up now.</div>
        <div class="z">- A sun rabbit, - replied the kitten, examining himself curiously. - What an appearance.. do I look like one?</div>
        <div class="z">- <b>Like</b> what?</div>
        <div class="z">- Like a <p style="font-weight:bold;color:red;">sun</p> rabbit.</div>
        <div class="z">- More like a kitten.</div>
        <div class="z">- Hardly better, - stated the Kitten sadly and stretched out. And I didn't think of anything better than repeating:</div>
        <div class="z">- Who're you?</div>
        <div class="z">- So you mean - any rabbit can come to life if one just calls it? - I asked cautiously. For some reason it seemed to me the Kitten would be hurt at the question again. But he just shook his head proudly:</div>
        <div class="z">- As if! Any! Only True Light, reflected in a True Mirror, can come to life.</div>
    </div>

    <div id="pagingControls"></div>
</div>

如果用户刷新网站，为什么如果我的页面页面总是留在页面上（例如第3页）？

因为，我的页面分页如果REFRESH总是回到默认页面（第1页）。

之前感谢！

如果JQUERY上的REFRESH页面没有ajax，请始终保持页数（例如第3页）的分页

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