You must control and direct your emotions not abolish them. Besides, abolition would be antimissile task. Emotions are like a river. Their power can be *ed up and released under control and direction, but is cannot be held forever in check. Sooner or later the dam will burst, unleashing catastrophic destruction.
Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I"ve tasted of desire，
I hold with those who favor [1] fire.
But if it had to perish [2] twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
and would suffice
Gratitude doesn't always come naturally. Unfortunately, most children and many *s value only the thing given rather than the feeling embodied in it. We should remind ourselves and teach our children about the beauty and purity of feelings and expressions of gratitude. After all, gifts from the heart are really gifts of the heart.
Life whispers in your soul and speaks to your heart. Sometimes,when you don't have the time to listen,it's your choice: Listen to the whispers of your soul or wait for the brick!
Do you sometimes ignore loved ones because your life is too fast and busy leaving them to wonder whether you really love them?
Whether sixty or sixteen, there is in every human being's heart the lure of wonders, the unfailing childlike appetite of what's next and the joy of the game of living.
In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station: so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from the infinite, so long are you young.
When we first met I held back so much afraid to show my deepest feelings
As I got to know you better your gentleness and honesty encouraged me to open up and I started a trust in you that I never had with anyone else Once I started to express my feelings I realized that this is the only way to have a relationship It is such a wonderful feeling to let myself be completely known to you Thank you so much for showing me what two people can share together I look forward to spending many beautiful times with you
——经典短英语美文 (菁华9篇)
You must control and direct your emotions not abolish them. Besides, abolition would be antimissile task. Emotions are like a river. Their power can be *ed up and released under control and direction, but is cannot be held forever in check. Sooner or later the dam will burst, unleashing catastrophic destruction.
Society is changingrapidly. As a result, more and more people are suffering fromstress. Those who are stressed out are often nervous ,angry or ill.People must, therefore learn to deal with this “new” kind ofproblem. Regular exercise is one way. The best way, however, is tokeep a good sense of humor.
i am a slow walker，but i never walk backward.when i thought I could not go on,i forced myself to keep going.though the future is scary,you can't just run to the past because it is familiar.always remember,a man is not old as long as he's seeking something.a man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams.
You must control and direct your emotions not abolish them. Besides, abolition would be antimissile task. Emotions are like a river. Their power can be *ed up and released under control and direction, but is cannot be held forever in check. Sooner or later the dam will burst, unleashing catastrophic destruction.
Someone who changes your life just by being part of it,
Someone who makes you laugh until you can’t stop,
Someone who makes you believe that there really is good in the world,
Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just waiting for you to open,
This is Forever Friendship.
Sometimes when we don't want to work, sometimes will suddenlywant to drink, sometimes you want to travel alone, sometimes you want to get married. There are so many thoughts in our minds, but just think about it. Perhaps we really need some courage, for some sudden ideas to try. Maybe, it will give you a big surprise!
I've been as active as I can, landing a job that promotes activity, hiking whenever possible, and going on runs around parks. I can honestly say it's the happiest I've been in a while, if not ever, and to think that it's only been a month makes me even happier. Who knows what the next few years will bring.
Friendship is a diamond
buried in the earth;
a treasure of great worth.
But first it must be mined
then faceted and shined.
It takes pick and shovel and strain,
encompassing time and enduring pain,
until its grace is seen;
a glittering gift of love
that’s shared between we three:
First God,
and you,
then me.
Once upon a time, in a large forest there lived two brothers cock and the crow.They look very beautiful. Whenever the dawn, the rooster head, dressed in colorful feathers and singing loudly, and others to match the outside. The crows are in the forest and small animals along with labor, with its beautiful song off fatigue. Thus, the forest gradually small animals do not like the cock crow is agreed that the most beautiful. Emotion and facial expression is beautiful. A poor without passion is defective expression of the face; any whitewash it, you blow I want to, only a fool would love.
——中秋经典美文 (菁华6篇)
关于中秋节，和其它传统节日一样，既有悠久的历史，也有丰富的传说，是我国的主要传统节日之一。下面一起去欣赏经典美文：中秋祭，希望大家喜欢！
今年的中秋，来的真早。
打开电脑，想要写点什么，却发现对于这样一个团圆的节日，我竟然没有多少值得回忆的情绪。
生活在一个苍白的年代，真是可惜。
古人的中秋，就精彩的多了。拜月、观潮、猜谜，中秋在遥远的古代更具有仪式感，庄重而亲和。
关于中秋的起源，民间传说是因为嫦娥奔月，她的丈夫后羿因思念所致，便每到嫦娥离去的八月十五这一天，设宴与嫦娥隔着万里团圆。
也有另一种说法，“中秋”意为秋天的中间，而“十五日”也是一个月的中间。在这个时间段，瓜果成熟，农业丰收。百姓正是表达喜悦，才以“中秋”这天作为节日来庆祝。
*的传统文化中，神话和农业占据了很重要的地位，这是*人生活当中最广泛的精神依托，也代表着这个古老民族的基本基因构成———浪漫与现实。
这样看，中秋节不愧是华夏民族的一个重要的传统节日，一种凝聚着*人精神内涵的象征。
过中秋，是继承祖辈的魂灵，是感受华夏的脉搏。
但现在，中秋带给我的只是一年又一年空白的记忆。
华夏民族宝贵的精神延续，就快要断了呼吸。
记得小时候，中秋是纯净的，那时的感受里中秋就是一种最简单的满足，满足于妈妈带回的月饼，那淡淡的清香是萦绕在心头最原始的幸福感。
如今的中秋，似乎没有变化，月亮还是那个月亮，可浮华的世界，终究找不到一个可以安心赏月的地方。
在当今社会肆意横行的商品潮流中，中秋仅仅是作为一个放假的提醒，被硬生生地写在我们的日历上，然后在华丽的包装和商业炒作的包围中显得陌生又无趣。
看看超市现今包装华丽的月饼，实在是令人糊涂，当年的关于月饼的甜蜜记忆如今只被商家的高价所谋杀。中秋在这里早已失去了纪念意义，失去了文化属性。商人们为了挣几个钱，把月饼变成一种没有任何意义的简单而又奢侈的消费品。我们的老祖宗创造了这样的节日，今天的我们却出卖了他们的本意。出卖了中秋文化，更出卖了那回不去的纯洁的时代，那个真正属于月亮的，属于中秋的时代。
中秋的价值在于把每个人内心最柔软的部分升华，在月光下真正获得一种恬静，让*日里浮躁的心沉淀，完成灵魂的涅槃。佳节团圆，是对思念的膜拜，膜拜我们心中纯净的情绪，膜拜先祖的生命轨迹，膜拜月亮给我们带来的安逸的自在。
这种自在，于如今的世界实在是难寻。随着快节奏的生活，人们的压力也越来越大，有多少人能在匆匆而逝的岁月当中哪怕驻足一次？那些为了梦想漂泊远方的游子，在中秋的夜，定会卸下疲倦的行囊，暂时把惆怅与彷徨丢掉，和家人真正的享受地地道道的团聚。不需要拘束，不需要设防，完完全全将一颗心温柔地交付给亲人，交付给故乡。
中秋佳节，便是这样一个纯洁的日子。每一个人都会超脱往日的倦怠，让生命安静地体会洒脱与和美的共存。洒脱是一杯家乡的老酒，和美因团圆的难得。*人几千年来所追求的和谐之道，在中秋之时，如此完美的与老庄的狂放重合，化作一轮月，沉静浮躁的悸动。
所以，中秋，也是一种道。
我们应该重新的'审视它，信仰它。值得信仰的，都是人们心中普遍认可的。
作为一个农耕文明的国度，我们的祖先早就在农业上取得了骄傲的成绩，但远古时代，一个民族的希冀又往往建立在世代编造的憧憬中。战胜天灾，征服自然的过程中，文明在这种想象力中渐渐丰富起来。
一个民族，决不能少了神话与传说。
就如中秋的来历，本文在开篇已经提到，嫦娥奔月的故事本身就代表着祖先们对未知领域的好奇，人类面对大自然的广博，表现出毫不示弱的架势，拥有神话，就拥有希望，拥有勇气。
传统的节日，是一个民族强健的生命力，是气节的展现！过中秋，不是吃一块月饼那么简单，也不是办一场晚会，唱几首歌曲。中秋节，要回归大众，关注大众，体味大众。过节的主体是百姓，是中华民族值得纪念的精神片段，团圆不仅是家的相聚，也是所有华人的凝聚。聚在一起，才是完整的一条龙。
祖先创造的节日，希望子孙认认真真的传承。
我怕这传承殒灭，永远的死去，成为一篇祭文。
文化若到了祭奠的时候，最是追悔莫及。
中秋，是生命安宁的一种存在。在当下利欲熏心的世界，更加需要我们守护，需要我们敬重！
也许是我出生在秋高气爽，丹桂飘香的时节，格外觉得桂花的馨香沁人心脾……送走了夏的热情似火，不经意间便迎来了仲秋的清爽凉快。娥江*木犀树竞相开放，空气中馥郁香气氤氲着虞城大地，茉莉花般的小白蝶蹁跹飞舞，这是怎样的一种爱恋？玉颗姗姗密密簇拥着，像是窃窃私语话秋思。
花开万点黄，仲秋独芬芳。丹桂鼎盛开放，清香四溢，一缕清风，阵阵沁香涤荡心魂，满脸笑容，是那样的甜美，那样的迷人，伸手触护的瞬间，才知，你的清雅是我前世的眷恋，也是我今生的虔诚。我走*了你，你飘进了我的心田……即使远在异域他乡，也无法阻隔中秋我在梦里的追随。看那静静地安躺在书页里素洁的桂花书签，那淡淡的花香，蕴藏着岁月的沉香，那默默的相依，是我对你拳拳的爱恋！
桂花品格高洁素雅，深得历代文人墨客颂赞。唐代诗人白居易的《有木诗》：有木名丹桂，四时香馥馥。花团夜雪明，叶剪春云绿。风影清似水，霜枝冷如玉。独占小山幽，不容凡鸟宿。李白的《咏桂》佳句：安知南山桂，绿叶垂芳根。李清照的《鹧鸪天》：暗淡轻黄体性柔，情疏迹远只香留。何须浅碧深红色，自是花中第一流。梅定妒，菊应羞，画栏开处冠中秋。骚人可煞无情思，何事当年不见收。李峤的《咏桂花》：未植蟾宫里，宁移玉殿幽。等诸多唐诗宋词皆讴歌了木犀花开色淡香浓的卓尔不群与品性的高洁素雅。因屈原当年没有把桂花写进诗歌中，李清照还为桂花抱不*，同时对貌不出众、色不诱人的桂花予以由衷地赞美和崇敬，抒发了要像桂花那样远离都市的嚣噪纷扰、过清高淡泊明志的隐退生活的情怀。
华夏大地桂花栽培历史悠久，有文献记载迄今已2500多年的栽培历史，桂花玉颗姗姗芳香馥郁，自古以来深受人们的喜爱。桂花有丹桂（金桂）、银桂、四季桂之分。丹桂花色橙黄，鲜艳烂漫，香气馥郁。诗人陆游：“丹葩间绿叶，锦绣相叠重”。银桂则淡雅清丽，杨万里的“雪花四出剪鹅黄，金粟千麸糁露囊。看来看去能几大，如何着得许多香？”。宋代吕之声认为在秋天，唯桂花最美，正如他在《桂花》诗中所云：“独占三秋压众芳，何夸橘绿与橙黄”。四季桂，一年四季皆能开放，花色淡雅素洁，暗香浮动，沁人肺腑，特别是在草木凋谢的冬天，时常看到在公园里晨练之余的人们，相狎四季桂的情景，格外引人顿生爱慕之情，是冬日里惹人喜爱的绿植之一。
*有着上下五千年的悠久历史，古代的诸多诗人驰思遐想，把凡间的桂花同天上月宫吴刚伐桂，仙子嫦娥异想天开幻化成美丽神秘的民间故事。传说在八月的一天，嫦娥偷偷化作一缕清风来到人间，婀娜娉婷在一处风景清幽的地方，那里万点花开满树黄，馨香袭人独芬芳。黄橙橙的桂花树听着嫦娥这诗仙诗意般的赞美，陶然若醉，于是对嫦娥的故事深信不疑。嫦娥知道桂花树是听了自己的故事，才去地上。就此等古代的文人墨客赋予了桂花月宫美丽的神话色彩。难怪唐代白居易面对高洁脱俗的桂花，作诗《东城桂三首》：“遥知天上桂花孤，试问嫦娥更要无？月宫幸有闲田地，何不中央种两株”唐诗宋词中的咏桂诗词，因此同中秋明月有着丝丝缕缕的关联，唐代诗人宋之问的.《灵隐寺》诗曰：“桂子月中落，天香云外飘”。宋代杨万里笔下的《咏桂》诗“不是人间种，移从月中来。广寒香一点，吹得满山开。”这种把桂花描摹得出神入化，月桂缠寄，充满着美好幻想的诗情意境，着实令人陶醉。
八月中秋圆月夜，晚饭后，明月悄悄爬上树梢，月下赏桂，最富诗情画意。桂香四溢萦绕着虞城氧吧，沁人心扉，中秋馨香独芬芳。明月照丹桂，疏影映轩亭。良宵中秋夜，蓝天白云携手影双双，漫步在桂花盛开的心河氧吧，邀请中秋明月共赏。那迷人的轻音乐伴随着皎皎圆月，思绪随神话驰骋，今夕美梦飞扬。
丹桂树下赏满月或者圆月之下赏桂花的美好都已刻录在心湖。赏月沐桂的人们纷纷拿出相机拍摄这花好月圆之良宵美景，都想把它定格成永恒之美。万里金风爽，天地共芳。“踏月归来香汗湿，红闺无奈木樨蒸。”诠释了月下赏桂的特有心境。在中秋之夜，漫步虞城氧吧，沐浴芬芳馥郁的桂花香，着实使人心旷神怡，志趣盎然回味无穷。
“初闻征雁已无蝉，百尺楼高水接天。青女素娥俱耐冷，月中霜里斗婵娟。”时值中秋，一轮皎洁的圆月挂在广袤的苍穹上。都说霁月难逢，但今年中秋的月却格外的圆亮，在凉凉的秋风中毫不吝啬地向大地挥洒着她温柔如水的银晖，给大地的万物笼上了一层轻绡薄纱，朦胧、神秘又充满了一种温润如玉的柔情。
月光照在各家的庭院中，照在曲径通幽处，照在扶疏竹木上，照进了反季节而生长的荷池中……也照在向月深深而拜的人们和四处奔跑玩耍的孩子们的身上，照在散发着幽微清香的月饼和水果上，更照在人们向月祈祷花好月圆的心愿上。在月饼和水果醉人的清香中，我的思绪又萦回到故乡，在依稀记忆中仿佛又回到了旧日时光。
我的故乡是座落在太*镇南边的一个小村落，村中只有十来户人家。村的前面有一条小河，河水很浅，在夏天，小河便成了孩子们的乐园，捞鱼、游泳，忙得不亦乐乎。但这条小河的河水太清，清水不养鱼，鱼多的地方在离村约一里地左右的一方水塘，这方水塘长约二百米，宽约四米左右，水塘有三条沟渠，一条是用来从大壬水库引进水，另外两条是用来排水的。是当初搞农业学大寨时人工筑成的，用来灌溉庄稼。两边是陡斜的山壁，山壁上覆盖着葱茏的植被、长着苍劲的松树和各类灌木。这方水塘实际上就是筑在一个三面环山的山坳里，堤坝筑在向着村子农田的方向，水深约莫三四米，但从来没有人去游过泳，大概是因为水不清和四周坡陡不好上岸的缘故吧。
每隔一段时间大壬水库的水管局便会放闸泄水。水库中的鱼虾蟹鳖特别多，会随着排泄的水游进水塘中。这一来，每年中秋节前夕，排水干塘捉鱼成了村中的例事，家中每年都会分得一部分鱼。那时作为小孩子的我们最兴奋的事倒不是家中能分得多少鱼，而是等大人们把鱼抬上岸后，我们这些小孩便下塘去找他们遗漏的鱼。这时整个塘中到处是我们的笑声和发现一条鱼夸张的大叫声。捉鱼最有趣的是捉塘虱，它是个自以为聪明的生物，每次都只把头埋在淤泥中，尾巴却露在外面，让人一眼看去便发现了它，最难抓的是螃蟹，一不小心便被它的钳子钳得生疼。
傍晚时分，当暮蔼沉沉地笼罩着周围时，一群孩子们都收获颇丰，有田螺，有塘虱，有虾，有河蚌，各种巴掌大小的鱼，甚至有人得到了一条大鲤鱼。在暮色中我们有说有笑地向村中走去，而笑得最响的往往是收获了大鲤鱼的那个，在他神采飞扬的叙述中往往伴随着我们一阵阵艳羡的惊叹！
接连下去的两三天，每天下午放学后，我们都会到水塘排水的沟渠去捞鱼，因为水沟中没有了水塘的水流出，鱼虾往往聚在了有积水的地方，拿上东西一捞，时常会有大收获，特别是那种山虾（小虾米），一捞便是一大把。那段时间，村中到处都飘着煮鱼炒虾时散发的香味，在鱼虾的香味中我们迎来了中秋节。
过中秋节有许多规矩，特别是拜月，没有拜月之前是不准吃月饼的。拜月的程序一般是在吃过中秋团圆饭后进行。当浑圆的月亮缓缓地升到竹稍之上，各家各户开始拿出月饼、柚子、桔子等，拜月时月饼和柚子是必不可少的。然后设了香案，点上红烛，说上一番祈愿的话，接着向月三跪九叩后敬茶酒。敬茶酒是把事先斟好的茶洒在地上，每杯茶呈横向洒三次洒完，酒也是如此。但必须是先敬茶后敬酒，茶必须是三杯，酒必须是五杯，敬了茶酒之后再双手合掌拜三拜，整个拜月程序才算完成，这回便可以把东西撤回家中去了，可以把月饼分开来吃了。
小时候的每年中秋节拜月都是由奶奶来主持，奶奶有五个儿子，即我的父亲和我的叔伯们，他们从不拜月，只有奶奶和她的媳妇们和孙子孙女拜月。虽然自我懂事时起，父亲和几个叔伯已分家，但一到中秋节，各家都会拿着月饼和水果给奶奶聚在一起拜月。奶奶有十一个孙女，十个孙子，除了出外的那几个比较年长的兄姐，剩下的十几个在家，每年齐刷刷地站成一排拜月，那种气势可羡刹不少旁人。奶奶虽然是主持拜月的人，但她很少拜月，我想大概是因为她那被岁月沧桑所压弯似弓形的腰部并不适合跪拜吧。
拜月时往往有弟妹开小差在后面窃窃私语，还夸张地用手指指着月亮大叫，但常常会引来奶奶的一番呵斥，还说再用手指指着月亮手指会长不长。现在忆起来她当时不过是为了吓唬一下小孩，不让其太嚣张罢了。她有一根很长的竹鞭，看那个高声喧哗就在旁边用竹鞭轻轻地敲一下。有一次我恃着与她隔得远，便无所顾忌的和堂妹大声谈论着关于如何画仕女的头饰。奶奶她不动声色，拿起竹鞭远远地“啪、啪”给我们每人两下。我们自知行为太过分，不敢再言语，只好乖乖地拜月。
“月亮圆又圆，赐我颜面如琼脂玉盘！”女孩说。
“月亮圆又圆，佑我蟾宫折桂梦儿圆！”男孩说。
“月亮圆又圆，佑我家满钵满盘皆银元！”大人说。趁着说祈愿语时我偷偷看了看奶奶，发现她的眼光竟然如水般充满慈爱地看着我们，那眼光，像极了天上的满月洒下的银辉。
终于拜月完成了，趁着皎洁的月光，轮到孩子们疯狂了，做起各类游戏，什么跳格子、捉迷藏、老鹰捉小鸡等。那时基本每家每户都没有电视，不像现在的孩子们拜完月后便窝在家中看电视了，要不就是坐在电脑面前打游戏。
犹记得那年中秋节我们一群小孩子玩捉迷藏玩得正在兴头上，轮到我找他们躲时，正好村里的罗大爷爷经过，他说邻村请来了唱牛歌戏（我们家乡戏）的戏班，去看戏。我一听说有戏看（因为从来没有看过戏），撇下躲在暗处的小伙伴，只叫上堂妹一人，跟着罗大爷爷去看戏了。第二天小伙伴们怨声载道，说我不找他们也不知会一声，害得他们躲在暗处好长时间不敢出来。
到邻村看戏要经过村前面那条三米宽的小河，那时河上没有桥，好在河水不深，淌过小河，走过一段阴暗的竹林，再经过几家农户的门前，戏班就搭建在那个大晒谷场上。远远就听到了锣鼓的喧鸣声，我和堂妹迫不及待地钻到人群的前面。却发现并没有戏台，只用一个屏风在晒谷场的一角隔开就算是前台和后台。一个柳眉凤眼、香腮若雪的女人，头上插着凤形的头饰，肩上披着饰有流苏的披肩，着一袭委地罗裙，只见她轻拂衣袖，再挽了一个兰花指，莲步轻移，再回眸，霎时间烟霞云彩无颜色，全场肃然。她朱唇轻启，唱：“奴家本名叫冯素贞呀，自小许配李兆廷，谁知我嘅（的）父母巨地（他们）嫌贫爱富呀……”
声音如珍珠落玉盘，时而抑扬顿挫，时而婉转悠扬，时而曲折迂回，让听者如痴如醉。
在咚咚呛呛的锣鼓声我们一直看到午夜十二点，当一轮皓魄当空，玉露生凉，戏班收东西休息时，我们才依依不舍地披着一身的月光向家中走去。
时光在弹指散沫，左手的一世锦瑟繁华，抵不过右手的半城零落烟沙。而今，故乡的那方水塘因为这十多年来很多年轻人出外打工，导致家中田地荒芜无人耕种，用来引水的沟渠年长失修，已经闭塞了。没有了外来水的流入，鱼虾蟹鳖也就没有了。原来热闹的捉鱼分鱼的场景也就跟着消失了。但水塘的水却比原来清澈了许多，村里的人把它承包给了个人养鱼。水塘依旧在蓝天白云下闪着潋滟的波光。但奶奶却在20xx年2月去世了，从此中秋节拜月少了她，在她走后，每次拜月都是我的伯母婶婶各家各拜各的，当年奶奶率众拜月的气势也被隔到了光阴的对岸。关于看戏，也曾在电视机上看过一两次家乡戏，觉得无论在服饰上和演员的气质上和唱腔上都*淡无奇，找不到当年的感觉了，更找不到当年惊艳于女主角美若天仙的感觉了，大概是因为看多了电视剧里的俊男美女，相形之下见拙罢。但它现在列入了国家的文化遗产，说起来也算是一种时代的进步吧。
虽然光阴把一些事和人淹没在岁月的滚滚洪流中，但在我的梦中，还时常在故乡的那方水塘里捉鱼；还时常有奶奶慈爱的眼神和弓着背的身影出现；还看见了当年饰演冯素贞的女裙衩莲步轻移，云袖轻拂，轻挽兰花指，朱唇轻启……
关于中秋节，和其它传统节日一样，既有悠久的历史，也有丰富的传说，是我国的主要传统节日之一。下面一起去欣赏经典美文：中秋祭，希望大家喜欢！
今年的中秋，来的真早。
打开电脑，想要写点什么，却发现对于这样一个团圆的节日，我竟然没有多少值得回忆的情绪。
生活在一个苍白的年代，真是可惜。
古人的中秋，就精彩的多了。拜月、观潮、猜谜，中秋在遥远的古代更具有仪式感，庄重而亲和。
关于中秋的起源，民间传说是因为嫦娥奔月，她的丈夫后羿因思念所致，便每到嫦娥离去的八月十五这一天，设宴与嫦娥隔着万里团圆。
也有另一种说法，“中秋”意为秋天的中间，而“十五日”也是一个月的中间。在这个时间段，瓜果成熟，农业丰收。百姓正是表达喜悦，才以“中秋”这天作为节日来庆祝。
*的传统文化中，神话和农业占据了很重要的地位，这是*人生活当中最广泛的精神依托，也代表着这个古老民族的基本基因构成———浪漫与现实。
这样看，中秋节不愧是华夏民族的一个重要的传统节日，一种凝聚着*人精神内涵的象征。
过中秋，是继承祖辈的魂灵，是感受华夏的脉搏。
但现在，中秋带给我的只是一年又一年空白的记忆。
华夏民族宝贵的精神延续，就快要断了呼吸。
记得小时候，中秋是纯净的，那时的感受里中秋就是一种最简单的满足，满足于妈妈带回的月饼，那淡淡的清香是萦绕在心头最原始的幸福感。
如今的中秋，似乎没有变化，月亮还是那个月亮，可浮华的世界，终究找不到一个可以安心赏月的地方。
在当今社会肆意横行的商品潮流中，中秋仅仅是作为一个放假的提醒，被硬生生地写在我们的日历上，然后在华丽的包装和商业炒作的包围中显得陌生又无趣。
看看超市现今包装华丽的月饼，实在是令人糊涂，当年的关于月饼的甜蜜记忆如今只被商家的高价所谋杀。中秋在这里早已失去了纪念意义，失去了文化属性。商人们为了挣几个钱，把月饼变成一种没有任何意义的简单而又奢侈的消费品。我们的老祖宗创造了这样的节日，今天的我们却出卖了他们的本意。出卖了中秋文化，更出卖了那回不去的纯洁的时代，那个真正属于月亮的，属于中秋的时代。
中秋的价值在于把每个人内心最柔软的部分升华，在月光下真正获得一种恬静，让*日里浮躁的心沉淀，完成灵魂的涅槃。佳节团圆，是对思念的膜拜，膜拜我们心中纯净的情绪，膜拜先祖的生命轨迹，膜拜月亮给我们带来的安逸的自在。
这种自在，于如今的世界实在是难寻。随着快节奏的生活，人们的压力也越来越大，有多少人能在匆匆而逝的岁月当中哪怕驻足一次？那些为了梦想漂泊远方的游子，在中秋的夜，定会卸下疲倦的行囊，暂时把惆怅与彷徨丢掉，和家人真正的享受地地道道的团聚。不需要拘束，不需要设防，完完全全将一颗心温柔地交付给亲人，交付给故乡。
中秋佳节，便是这样一个纯洁的日子。每一个人都会超脱往日的倦怠，让生命安静地体会洒脱与和美的共存。洒脱是一杯家乡的老酒，和美因团圆的难得。*人几千年来所追求的和谐之道，在中秋之时，如此完美的与老庄的狂放重合，化作一轮月，沉静浮躁的悸动。
所以，中秋，也是一种道。
我们应该重新的审视它，信仰它。值得信仰的，都是人们心中普遍认可的。
作为一个农耕文明的国度，我们的祖先早就在农业上取得了骄傲的成绩，但远古时代，一个民族的希冀又往往建立在世代编造的憧憬中。战胜天灾，征服自然的过程中，文明在这种想象力中渐渐丰富起来。
一个民族，决不能少了神话与传说。
就如中秋的来历，本文在开篇已经提到，嫦娥奔月的故事本身就代表着祖先们对未知领域的好奇，人类面对大自然的广博，表现出毫不示弱的架势，拥有神话，就拥有希望，拥有勇气。
传统的节日，是一个民族强健的生命力，是气节的展现！过中秋，不是吃一块月饼那么简单，也不是办一场晚会，唱几首歌曲。中秋节，要回归大众，关注大众，体味大众。过节的主体是百姓，是中华民族值得纪念的精神片段，团圆不仅是家的相聚，也是所有华人的凝聚。聚在一起，才是完整的一条龙。
祖先创造的节日，希望子孙认认真真的传承。
我怕这传承殒灭，永远的死去，成为一篇祭文。
文化若到了祭奠的时候，最是追悔莫及。
中秋，是生命安宁的一种存在。在当下利欲熏心的世界，更加需要我们守护，需要我们敬重！
20xx年9月6号是儿子上大学报到的日子，我们专程送儿子去南京求学，安顿好孩子在返回山东的火车上我与爱人一同度过的中秋节。
当火车在柔和的月光下缓缓启动的那一刻，我眼前依旧浮动着儿子的身影，止不住的眼泪顿时夺眶而出，我朦胧的双眼透过站台的人流下意识的在寻找儿子的身影，我知道他没进站台，但是依然在茫茫人海中寻找着儿子的身影。
火车急驰北上，深秋的八月带着凉意，徐徐微风透过窗隙亲吻着我的额头，中秋的月色伴着夜幕投来温馨的光束，我无心欣赏美丽的月色，心中涌动着一种无尽的牵挂，一种少有的孤独占据了我的整个心室，儿子没上大学前从未住过校，一直是“两点一线”学校—回家。他秉性善良诚实、学*刻苦，很懂事，他一直是我心中的骄傲，儿子确实不负重望，金榜题名。
身为人母的我当把孩子送进了大学，也算是完成了心中的夙愿，离开南京时我对孩子没有太多的叮咛，唯一的嘱托只有一句话：儿子，你苦读寒窗12载，你付出了多少自己明白，你时刻要记住你来南京是干什么的？一句话虽不多，可能是分量太重了，在日后的大学生涯中，他从不敢怠慢始终保持班级第一名的好成绩，很得导师的欣赏。还担任了学生会*，成为名副其实的高才生。
如今儿子已成为一名高校教师，在*凡的岗位上耕耘着未来的希望。
我抬头望你轻灵的眸子，你正低头窥我满腹的心思;我低头拣拾你的玉香，你却俏皮地从我指尖溜走。
品你如诗，总有品不完的情韵;读你如画，总有读不尽的意趣。
人生快意如斯，淡淡的香茗似乎欠缺了些须浪漫。斟酒满樽，让红红的液体如血液般地浸透你冰清的玉颜，我在你的羞涩里寻觅**仄仄的诗行。
柔情似水，佳期如梦。今夜，听你穿行竹林婆娑迷离的乐音，读你徘徊花前斑驳陆离的倩影，还有什么比你的莅临而幸福自己的一生呢?
月上中天，你一袭广袖长舞，千朵桂花飘逸，在酒香四溢的天宇，用一束束银色的思念，为我写成一行行清丽的诗篇，为我谱成一曲曲悠扬的乐章，我明白了，圆满是生活的天堂，幸福是心灵的朋友。
今夜，擎起一心真诚的感动，目送你渐行渐远的背影，我在心田里播种你的名字，在甜美中耕耘来年更加生动圆满的中秋。
——经典现代散文美文 (菁华6篇)
幸福与春天相连，当春天抵达我们身边时，幸福也同时抵达，环拥我你。
春的到来，是悄无声息的。
不丁一抬眼，柳就绿了，花就开了，小草，紧紧地扒了地皮。仿佛都是一夜间的事。只等你醒来，给你惊喜。
天，早早地亮了。三三两两的喜鹊翘着长长的尾巴，在高高的枝头喳喳地叫着、闹着，吵醒了人们春困的梦。天空愈发高远而湛蓝，就像只澄澈晶亮的眼，童真无邪。万里无云，太阳暖暖地照在人们身上，连心里都暖洋洋、热乎乎的。
风儿，也蜕去寒冬犀利冷硬的刀锋，变得温文尔雅的。脉脉地拂过你的发梢，你的耳际，犹如爱人的柔声絮语，还沁着她芳香甜美的气息。柳，也睁开朦朦胧胧的睡眼了，眉宇间泛着丝丝的绿。远远望去，如轻纱，如雾霭幽幽地笼罩一方天际。当你走*，也又再倏地藏起，不再让你寻不着痕迹。地下的小草，使劲地争呀挤呀，钻出青的褐的黄绿的叶，斑斑点点的，仿佛在偷听着什么。阳光下，解冻的河荡起粼粼晃晃的涟漪，层层圈圈的金光闪烁着，像是万条的锦鳞在涌来游去。
南迁的燕子，也该飞回了吧?是早已熟知北方的春来得迟，懒懒地不肯动身。还是贪玩耽误了行期?可以想见啊，它们正慌慌张张、匆匆忙忙地往家赶着、奔着飞。满树的桃花，梨花，玉兰花，扎堆一样闹着挤着，攀上枝头。有的泼辣，有的热烈，有的文静，有的羞怯。还没等你靠*，胭脂似的红晕飞满脸颊。
再次笃定，幸福与春天相连。当春天抵达我们身边时，幸福也同时抵达，环拥我你。
我不喜欢春天，在春天，柳絮乱飞，还有那恼人的春困。可是，我喜欢在春天出去看树发芽，长大…。这些过程便是我眼中最美的风景。
以前看过卞之琳的《断章》，很喜欢里面的一句话“你站在桥上看风景，看风景的人在楼上看你。”记得每次我沉醉于春天的风景中时，爸爸总会在我身后看着我，跟在我身后欣赏风景。
期末考试没考好，妈妈责骂我，我也无言以对，毕竟，这是我的错。可我真正气愤的是，为什么他们总喜欢看结果，都不会发现我在复*的过程中，有多努力。
在泪眼朦胧间，我看见一个熟悉的身影向我走来，是爸爸。他小心的替我拂去眼泪，坐在我身边，问我：“你喜欢春天吗？”“不喜欢”。“可是我喜欢，你也是喜欢的。”我不知道爸爸为什么会说出这句话，我就对爸爸说出了我的气愤。他只笑，不说话，过了一会儿，他开口说：“你的确是喜欢春天的你喜欢看过程，我也喜欢，可是很多种原因，迫使我们只能看结果。一棵树长成有用之材，人们赞美她长得好。可是，又有谁真正在意过它是怎样成长的呢？一年四季，他经历了多少风雨，没有谁会关心的。所以，等到明年的春天，我们一起去看风景，一起看树发芽，长大…。”我点点头，听了这些话，一下子明白许多。
现在是春天了，每个人眼中都有不一样的风景，我眼中最美的风景是树成长的过程，爸爸眼中最美的风景是我成长的过程。
虽然春天已经来临了。但是身处北方的我并没有发现什么明显的变化，气温有所升高，新芽少的可怜，没看到什么成片的绿色，但是我却认为这个春天很特别，因为这两天下了一场美丽的雪。
虽然雪只下了一个多小时，但却使我记忆深刻。
冬天下雪的时候气温也会随之变化，但是这场雪却没有影响到气温。可以想象一下，在一个非常舒适的温度下看雪是一件多么奇妙的事，那些雪花像花朵一样落在手里，还没来得急看，就融化成小水滴，感觉到的并不是冰冷。而是一种清凉的感觉，那感觉是那么的美妙。
下雪的时候我正在学校上课，我无意间看见外面在下雪，雪是那么的大，看着它们慢慢的飘下，远处的物都是朦朦胧胧的，下课铃终于响了，我迫不及待跑到操场上，仰起头，感觉雪花带来的冰凉，我为了不让雪花融化的太快，于是用袖子去接雪花，一大片一大片的雪花落在袖子上，我那*她们仔细看，花瓣形、菱形、散开的、堆积的、她们各式各样美丽及了，每一片都能够让人赏心悦目。
待到雪下得更大一点的时候，我看向同学，每一位同学的头上都有一层雪花和水珠，而草地上也有一层。这些雪花并没有完全覆盖草地，没有使草地变为白色，而是在草上面附着一层薄薄的白玉色，晶莹剔透，使人更加舒心、惬意。
可惜的是这场雪一会就不下了，太阳随之露了出来，草地上的那些雪也无影无踪了。虽然她们的美是短暂的，但这场雪的美却深深地埋藏在我的心中。
浮动的月光下，只看见，一条河在爬向很远很远的地方。
万籁寂静，身着古装的少女在河之洲仰望，在云之端吟唱。若隐若现的音符如蝶涉水而来，逗人心颤。
没有人知道，我在这里静静地等待了多少年；也没有人看见，春那眼角的泪滑落在雪花中，飘起晃晃悠悠的片片涟漪。
这是不为人知的痛吗？此时此地，又有多少人能理解雪花的心音。假如她的等待不是为了爱情，那为何还在荒芜的古道，孕育那梦中花开的声音……
清灵的月亮在天上，迷动的月亮在水里，淡淡的余晖将岁月撑成梦幻的朦胧，又唤醒多少无言的天问。一缕蕴藏生命扉页的箴音，在轻风中祈祷团圆，不知上苍是否也在注视今夜月色中灼痛灵魂的纠缠。
当如水的月色，扯出一个溢满冰霜的黎明时，那久违的春天还会在花开的季节等我吗？
不若今夜，谁能诠释这魂牵梦萦的等待，不是为了实现那万紫千红的诺言。
寂静的树桩，站成世俗的风景，一串月晕惊起的鸟鸣，撕碎寒冷冬夜的静谧，而流淌着月光的小路却依然没有迎来春天的消息。
情不自禁的朝思暮想啊，是这样地让人睡不安寝食不知味，当我凝神倾听时，黑暗中所有空灵的足音戛然而止，只有天边那遥远的几点萤火，游荡在无岸无际的夜。
月色遍地，不是无形的梦，更像是一个期待春天的传说。
轻羽微尘，夜渐深。
惟我等待依然。
在一个微风轻轻吹，柳枝轻轻摇的春日，一行20多人到长墩岛踏春。
车到长墩岛所属新营村委会，好客的当地村干部和群众热情地为我们张罗，江边，已经为我们备妥了上岛的机帆船，这船乌黑发亮,船身刻满了沧桑，也不知是否和当年周作人先生笔下的那个《乌蓬船》同宗。
船是有了岁月，但人坐在船上，倒也*稳。
船从西江缓缓向茅岭江滑行，江水清澈见底，上下天光，一碧如练，水鸟在天空中翔集，鱼儿在江面上跳跃，笔架山倒影水中，江边渔人三五成群在耙蚬，几个光屁股的稚童在江边打水仗，偶尔传来一两声悠远的渔歌。
随船的村民一路不停地向我们介绍江*的景色，有个老伯又是七律又是赋地向我们朗读孙中山歌颂长墩岛的生花篇章，什么“远观宝岛一支笔，*视圣地数百亩”诸如此类，老伯看来是新营村的文化人了。
文友们早被这山光水色和老伯的介绍迷倒，大家不顾船家反复强调要在船两边坐好以利*衡的叮嘱，纷纷站起来抢拍*风景，我很想和水做一次亲密的接触，便怯怯的伸出右手，缭了一下，这水好凉,好凉。
有人动情地高歌《渔家姑娘》，其他人也跟着唱和。这悠扬的歌声和飘飘洒洒的江水一直向南流去，奔向茅尾海博大的胸怀。
我突然想起大诗人贺敬之游漓江时写下的诗句，并即兴嫁接：“心是醉啊，还是醒?水欢山笑入画屏！画中画——西江照我身千影，歌中歌——长墩应我响回声”。韩愈“山如碧玉簪，江如青罗带”，说不定就是西江*的写照了。
清早起床，坐在教室的角落里，安静而又冷清！
初春的天有点冷，推开窗，丝丝凉意慢慢侵入骨髓，一点一点包裹我不算温暖的心，把它同化，由外而内……
太阳应该是偷着睡懒觉了，起的有点迟，已经八点多了，初升的它不觉得耀眼，有点像害羞的宝宝，慢慢的向人们展现它的光辉……
窗外的世界好生安静，路边的小草也摇头晃脑的睁开了眼睛，一点一点的观察这个未知的世界，经过了寒冬的摧残，一场轮回过后，获得新生的它们似乎遗忘了过去……
校园里不缺高大的树木，夏日是它们的天下，只不过现在有些萧条了，是了，它们还在沉睡，冬天太冷了，它们需要休息，需要慢慢的恢复！
有几棵樱树已经开满了樱花，也许它们等不及了吧！为了迎接春姑娘的到来，早早的绽放了花朵，为这个惨淡的世界添了不少生机。偌大的校园充满了樱花的香味，幽静而又神秘，淡淡的，很舒服！
学校中区有两片湖，弯弯的，不对，确切的说是一片，像是被拦腰斩断的月亮，被一条路从中分开。湖边铺满地砖的马路如同蟒蛇一般静静地躺在湖边，守护着波光粼粼的龙湾湖，两边的柳树长发飘扬，一舞倾城……
我记得湖里有许多荷花，难道还没有睡醒吗？这不行，伟大的诗人曾经说过，小荷才露尖尖角，二月春风似剪刀，再睡懒觉春姑娘可要生气了，等下课了去喊它们起床，会挨打的……
学校的东北角是一片荒地，勤劳的老师可不会这么浪费，早早的撒下了油菜籽，如今已是黄橙橙的一片，油菜花开了……那么大一片，蜂戏蝶舞。好不热闹！
……
“窗户关上，有点冷……”同桌的话将我惊醒，不动声色的打了个寒颤，是啊！有些冷了！慢慢的关上窗，有些留恋这窗外的美景，甩甩了脑袋，要上课了……
——经典的美文 (菁华6篇)
你们走的时候，很想洒脱很想倜傥。你们真正走的时候，却是在夜晚悄悄地走的，还撑了一把漂亮的伞。我想我只有投奔雨了，不料雨停后的草地竟是馨香透亮的，微风亲切地拂面掠耳。在这个时刻，世界真美。
绯红花瓣在手指间飘落是美，斑斓汪洋如海的明媚是美，君子好逑的季节是美，在冷清阴湿的路上累累的苦痛也是一种美。
当心事浸没五月的堤岸，当记忆焚烧悔恨的灵魂，当暴风雨摧毁了希望之船，五彩缤纷却仍是阳光的歌词，勿忘我花仍旧晶莹剔透，彼岸仍在热切地呼唤。
落霞是暮云吗？落霞是燃烧的玫瑰。一如荒原有真实的太阳，秋雨有知己的情人。
这世界真美。
何谓幸福？每个人都有自己的声音。幸福可以荡漾在脸上，幸福可以写在心里！幸福有时真的是可以灼人的。因为它是一种力量，是一种励炼的精华！一种走过血雨腥风的从容！一种透析人生苦短的资态！因此幸福是可爱的，又是匆忙的，是享受的，更是期待的！
幸福像水一样流淌，清纯带点可贵！幸福像诗一样表达，快乐带点悲伤！幸福不只是财富的积累，也是感情的方向！倘若我们有一天可以像小溪一样流过高山，滑过*原，最后聚首在河流！那该是多么实在单纯的一种幸福感啊！最美的记忆背后一定藏着最典雅的幸福，因为那是生命最原始的表白！
或许最简单的幸福是做自己喜欢的事，爱自己最爱的人！在情侣心中流星雨带表浪漫，而在天文观测者眼中它就是一种实在的幸福！人们有时因感动而感到幸福，同样真诚的幸福降临时，它亦可化为一种感动！当你的灵魂深处住着沉寂时，那么请你努力生活，寻找一种叫作幸福的东西。它会把你的泪珠化作珍珠发出光芒，照亮你要走的迷途！
我喜欢沉思，因为那种安静的味道可指引我回到童年，童年的简单可以称为幸福。因为在那里我拥有像蝴蝶一样的自由，无需考虑尘世的浮华。要做的就是和我爱的女孩一起拉着手，细数那懵懂的韶华！远行的人像秋天的落叶金黄，填满角落。却也把思念挂上了枝头。而向迷失不断靠*的我，像个浪子，满身伤痕。却用华丽乐观的词语表达着我的心境：幸福漫漫人生路，年华点点苦中行。这个世界房子大了，人却少了！快乐多了，幸福感却沉默了……
每一天都需要坚强
听人说过，判断一个人幸福不幸福，要看天早上睁眼的那一刻，脸上是否带着微笑。生活在这个纷繁复杂的社会，我们背负的责任来自四面八方，每一天，我们都需要坚强，去对抗心灵的反叛和灵魂的疲倦。
如果可以选择，我希望能睡到自然醒，有足够的精力去面对日常所有的繁琐；如果可以选择，我希望回来，回到我活了十几年的城镇，我喜欢这里的随意，更不会被过多地束缚。
但是，每一天我们还是需要坚强，即使在睁眼的那一瞬间，心底一百个不情愿地挣扎着起床，可是我们还是得用飞一般的速度解决完洗脸刷牙，过着打仗一样节奏的生活。连续没有休息的时候，拖着疲惫的身躯眼皮在打架，慵懒的精神在无声的*，我只是一块行走的肉。
尘世中没有哪一方净土能让人不受到伤害。想要的生活总在前方，总是差一段距离。
也许，有时候我们该静下心来拷问自己，这到底是怎么回事？美文
可是，即使有一千个理由让我们暗淡消沉。我们也必须有一千零一次地选择坚强面对。活着，体会着生命里买一次心灵的阵痛和改变，回忆着自己的历史，来作为现实的参考
当每一天的坚强成为一种*惯，也许有一天突然撤去一种压力，我们连自己要做什么都搞不清楚，不是每个人都有足够的定力，一直坚持自己喜欢的事情。也许，坚强已成为大众化。
坚强，一天天让自己活得更好！
每一天的坚强，是我们活在这世界的支撑点，是我们的氧气。
坚强，其实是一种自然而然的生活状态。
青春，无畏，无悔
成长本身就是一件极为痛苦的事，不仅是指当你知道自己错了而没有机会改正时的痛苦；还包括着你所要面对的一些痛苦，分离，还有你必定要经历的一些蜕变等等。所有的这些加起来构成了你我的青春。
那些青涩的回忆，那些天真烂漫的想法，那些让你牵动心灵的话，那些让你落泪的年华，那些曾经如花般灿烂的笑颜，那些曾经流淌温暖的画面，那些曾经在你自卑的日子里赐给你无限的勇气的人，那些在你得意的日子里陪你一起喜悦的人，那些让你知道这个世界上有许多值得你去珍惜的人…所有的这些铸成你我精彩的青春。
物是人非事事休，我看年华，欲语泪先流。
惜春春去，只是无情绪。望秋秋来，几点梧桐雨。
暖雨轻风初冻破，日高烟敛，更看今日晴未。
人生若只是初见，该多好！那样我就一定不会再奢求什么华丽的结局，让时光停滞在你我相遇的刹那，我便会伴着你们熟悉的脸孔睡得香甜。
人，终究要在挣扎中蜕变，最终羽化成蝶。并不是所有的成长都要承受离别聚散的苦楚；并不是所有的成长都伴随着一个人流泪，然后戴好面具说我并不孤独。我想，既然坚信自己能够成为蝴蝶，那就该忍受住疼痛去咬破自己织的茧；既然坚信自己能够成为雄鹰，那就该努力地扑腾翅膀！无论结局是好是坏，我亦不后悔！也许风雨过后并不一定就有彩虹，但你依然可以收获雨后天空的澄净！
其实，你我的青春都一样，只是你我选择了不一样的方式停靠，有的青春在阳光下绽放，而有的青春却选择在角落里盛开。你我的青春不需要任何祭奠。也请别把人生都当作地狱。也不要虚度青春，虚度青春不是青春把我们遗忘，而是你我将它看得过于廉价。
吃苦方能思甜
成功之花，人们往往惊羡它现时的明艳，然而当初，它的芽儿却浸透了奋斗的泪泉，洒满了牺牲的血雨。
总结：
人之相交交于情，爱之相伴在于懂。最真的爱，总是坦诚相待；最懂得人，总是无可取代。爱你的人，会爱你无私，爱到自私；懂你的人，会走*内心，慰藉心灵。生命中，最难求的是真情，最难懂的是感情。爱，不只是一时涌动的激情，更是始终如一的忠诚。懂得心灵，精神上才有共鸣；懂得在乎，陪伴里才有心疼；懂得珍惜，爱情里才有永恒。懂爱的人，懂得什么该放弃，什么该珍惜。
俗话说的好：
你戴三百块的表和三百万的表，时间是一样的； 你喝三十块的酒和三千块的酒，呕吐是一样的；你住三十*米的房和三百*米的房，睡不着是一样的，你抽十块的烟和抽100块的烟都会得肺癌几率是一样的，所以呢要懂得知足，晓得跟那个在一起，才最难得，多陪陪那个才更重要。
猎人意识到猎狗正在流失，并且那些流失的猎狗像野狗一般和自己的猎狗抢兔子。情况变得越来越糟，猎人不得已引诱了一条野狗，问他到底野狗比猎狗强在那里。野狗说：“猎狗吃的是骨头，吐出来的是肉啊!”，接着又道：“也不是所有的野狗都顿顿有肉吃，大部分最后骨头都没的舔!不然也不至于被你诱惑。”于是猎人进行了改革，使得每条猎狗除基本骨头外，可获得其所猎兔肉总量的n，而且随着服务时间加长，贡献变大，该比例还可递增，并有权分享猎人总兔肉的m。就这样，猎狗们与猎人一起努力，将野狗们逼得叫苦连天，纷纷强烈要求重归猎狗队伍。
只有永远的利益，没有永远的朋友
日子一天一天地过去，冬天到了，兔子越来越少，猎人们的收成也一天不如一天。而那些服务时间长的老猎狗们老得不能捉到兔子，但仍然在无忧无虑地享受着那些他们自以为是应得的大份食物。终于有一天猎人再也不能忍受，把他们扫地出门，因为猎人更需要身强力壮的猎狗……
生长在非洲荒漠地带的依米花，默默无闻，少有人注意过它。许多旅人以为它只是一株草而已。可是，它会在一生中的某个清晨突然绽放出美丽的花朵。
那是无比绚丽的一朵花，似乎要占尽人世间所有色彩一样。它的花瓣儿呈莲叶状儿，每瓣自成一色：红、白、黄、蓝，与非洲大地上空的毒日争艳。
可是，它的花期很短，最多只有两天。两天后它就会随着母株一起枯萎，开花意味着它的生命的终结。
在非洲的荒漠地带，植物的生长需要水分，而开花的植物对水分的需求更大。非洲一般植物都有庞大的根系采水，以供自身的水分需求。可是依米花没有根系，它只有惟一的一条主根，孤独地蜿蜒盘曲着钻入地底深处，寻找有水的地方。那需要幸运和顽强努力，一株依米花往往需要四至五年的时间在干燥的沙漠里寻找水源，然后一点点积聚养分，在完成蓓蕾所需要的全部养分后，它开花了！所以在它最美丽的时候，它因耗尽了自己的所有的养分而凋零。
用五年的时间为开一朵花努力，这是何等顽强而心酸的事情。假若依米花生长在水草丰沃的地方，它将会美丽一辈子的，偏偏，它的家乡在荒漠。
这个世界上，万物都有灿烂一回的时候，这是上苍赐给万物的权利。
人要比依米花智慧和理性，人想灿烂一回的理想要比依米花更强烈。但我们却往往没有一生都不屈不挠和努力，在遭遇困难和阻挠的时候，往往接受环境给予自己安排的命运。
人生的道路有几十年，但像依米花那样地勇往直前的岁月真的太少了。用一生定要美丽一次的心情去努力和坚持，每个人都会比现在做得更好！
20xx年的六月初，外公走了，只留下外婆一人，孤零零地住在刚装修好的新房中。
外婆有三个女儿——大姨，妈妈和小姨。不知是当地的*俗，还是她们姐妹之间的约定，在外公离世后的那段日子里，每晚她们都会轮流陪着外婆。
尽管外婆住在乡下，但离县城也不算太远，可以坐公交去那里。但是晚上公交不发车，所以都是由爸爸开车送妈妈去外婆家的，那天我正好刚高考完，也没什么事，便和爸爸一起送妈妈了。
爸妈坐在前面，有一搭没一搭地聊着家长里短；我独自一人坐在后座上，看着喧闹的霓虹从后视镜中逐渐远去。乡村空气的味道确实有着一种清新的感觉，但我只是呆呆地靠在车窗旁，默默地看着路旁的小屋与山峦的虚影闪过我的视野，耳朵里则全是爸妈的对话，其中一句就是：“老妈子还让我们晚上不要去陪她嘞，但是上次我去的时候，她就直接在沙发上睡着了，电视都没关。第二天她说，她一直在等我，等到睡着了。其实她还是想要我们去陪她的，只是不说罢了。”
车子依旧在开着，只是涌进车窗内的空气中，渐渐有了一股草药味，并且越来越浓，或许是外婆家旁边的制药厂开始做药了吧。爸妈一直在说着话，爸爸打趣地对妈妈说：“哼！我那么忙，以后早上不来接你了，让你一个人坐公交回去。”
“哎呀！别喽！你早上来接我，这样我每天起来的时候，才会有个盼头呀。”妈妈略带娇气地说。
那一刻，对！就是那一刻，我突然觉得好温暖。因为我觉得自己好像目睹了这个世界上最温柔，最温馨的场景。在我的印象中，爸妈绝对不是那种浪漫的人，也不是那种有情调的人。他们绝对不会为自己规划旅行，两个人也几乎不会特意在外面吃饭。他们的日常对话，也无外乎是今天的菜价，明天的房价，抑或是工作中发生的一些事以及我的学*情况。
如果用一个词来概括他们，那一定是——普通！他们就像是已经结婚将*20年的夫妻的缩影，如一潭湖水，水*如镜，即使稍有涟漪，也会很快消失。
但是当妈妈说爸爸第二天来接她会成为她起床时的盼头时，我就觉得他们之间的所谓的普通的感情好特别，好特别！甚至觉得对于目睹了这一场景的我而言，都甚是温暖。
车子开到了外婆家的楼下，妈妈下车前，爸爸还提醒妈妈不要忘了带伞，明天可能会下雨。妈妈站在门口对我说，到家记得给她打个电话。
“嗯嗯，知道了，怎么不让爸爸打给你？”
“嘿！他哪听我的话喽？”
爸爸笑着对妈妈说：“再见啊!明天来接你啊！”
“路上小心哦！”
我看着外婆家的窗口内的灯光，突然觉得或许对于妈妈而言，爸爸的到来是她起床时的盼头。但对于外婆而言，女儿的到来又何尝不是她入睡前的盼头呢？我能想象到，外婆为了等妈妈的到来而看着电视消磨着等待的时光。她的注意力一定不在电视上，而是在电视斜上方的时钟上，心想，女儿怎么还没来呢？
老人家或许不想让每天忙于工作和家庭的女儿们更忙，才会心口不一地说：“我一个呆着，挺好的，你们不用每天都来陪我。”但当她看到女儿们每晚都来时，内心里一定是更多的喜悦与慰藉吧。想到这里，感觉又有一股暖流洋溢在我的心中，并随着血液温柔地扩散到我的全身。
回家的途中，我满脸微笑地看着窗外——田野，远山，夜空，以不同层次的黑色勾勒出各自的轮廓，然后随着车子的前行而缓缓地移动着。空气中的草药味逐渐变淡，城市的霓虹逐渐从山峦后面显现出来。灯火不再阑珊，人烟依旧稀少。
车子在一个红绿灯前停了下来，我看着路旁橘黄色的灯光，温柔地洒落在不知叫什么名字的树上。突然觉得好像每个人都在被温柔相待！生而为人，好温暖！好幸福！
无论是爱情，还是亲情，或许最美好的感情都是这般的模样吧：不用在见到对方时送上999朵玫瑰，不用在对方入睡前说上100句情话，不必为对方规划好未来的每一条路，不需要像影子一样粘着对方，更不会像爬山虎那样包裹住对方的整个生命。只需像刚破晓的晨曦一样，默默地填满对方生命中每一个黑暗的角落，不打扰，不惊醒对方，温柔地成为对方生命中的一个盼头。当对方感受到你的存在时，便会有力量继续前行，这或许就是最美好的感情的模样吧。
其实，每个人都是这世上最普通的存在。但这些普通的人，却能成为另一些人生命中最不普通的盼头，温暖着对方。也，温暖着这个世界。
小心翼翼，却浪漫深情；风尘仆仆，也不忘初心。-题记
自己，怎样的才是自己。好久没写过那些心里的想法，只是*静的过着安逸的生活，不想去触碰内心。翻着以前写的东西，忽然觉得矫情了，二三事而已，你你你我我我他他他，不过都在看着，听着，经历着，也遗忘着…
总是*惯怀念以前，你自己可能都没察觉，在你经历一些事或遇到某个人后，你就像换了一种性格，悄悄地告别了从前的自己，也告别了某些人某些事，终究是在记忆里，记忆就想沙漏一样，重复来袭。以前有人说，你怎么变了，听到这句话的时候总是会很难过，因为觉得并没有变，我还是我啊。现在想想，其实是自欺欺人，善变的我们变化很大，特别是现在的自己。以前觉得会一直到最后的人，忽然在那么一瞬间对未来就没那么多遐想了；以前觉得最讨厌的人，忽然就成了现在的自己；以前觉得很重要的东西，忽然也就变的无所谓了……像是看淡了很多，心里却很难过。性格就是这样，只是不愿意为自己辩解，不喜欢什么情绪都表现在脸上。
时间在慢慢的流逝，永不停息。我们只能一直追一直追，追赶着他它，也追赶着自己。可是未来，谁知道呢。说不定和自己所想象的就偏离了，所以不敢期盼太多的未来。总是有些人会靠*我们，又渐渐远离我们，他们有自己的生活自己的世界，好似与我们再无瓜葛，这些我一直都懂，所以尽可能的想去留下美好的回忆。
我也不知道自己主要在写些什么，但觉得随笔挺好，想到什么写什么，不用去在意那么多。内心与内心的独白，才能成为更好的自己，喜欢那句话”当你足够好，才能看到这个更好的世界”。生活就是这样，总是会有很难熬的经历，但当你真正熬过，会发现其实没什么大不了。
最后的最后，
落笔宁静，
成长总是要经历。
年轻的你，
小小翼翼，
却浪漫深情；
风尘仆仆，
也不忘初心。
——经典的英语优秀美文(十)份
Olympic Games
Every four years, the best athletes from countries around the world come together
in the spirit of peace and friendship to compete in the Olympic Games.
With the lighting of the Olympic flame the games begin ― the Olympic spirit kept alive.
That flame has been brought many thousands of miles by relay runners all the way from Olympia,
in Western Greece, where the ceremony began 2700 years ago.
This simple ceremony, and the lighting of the torch,
is the spark that renews the Olympic flame wherever the games are played.
The games symbolized the early Greeks’ ideal of man’s unity,
their vision of peace, and of human perfection.
The Olympic began as a religious ceremony.
The First Games in recorded history took place in the year 776 BC.
This was the time of the Western Zhou period in China.
All the Greek city-states participated.
States at war with each other would end hostilities for the duration of the Games.
The Olympic motto is universally accepted as “Swifter, Higher, Stronger.”
One athlete from the games host country takes an oath at the Opening Ceremony
on behalf of all the competing athletes:
"In the name of all compe***s, I promise that we shall take part in these Olympic games,
respecting and abiding by the rules which govern them,
in the true spirit of sportsmanship, for the glory of sport and the honor of our teams.”
In ancient times,
winners were crowned with wreaths of the sacred olive.
Their names were proclaimed throughout the Greek city-states.
Things have not changed much in this regard.
Today, first place winners are awarded gold medals,
second place winners, silver, and third place gets the bronze.
And, as in ancient times, Olympic stars become internationally famous.
Let us hope that this living experience of peace and friendship between all the peoples of the world
that began in Olympia, in ancient Greece, will continue for many centuries to come.
My Favorite Fruit
我钟爱的水果
In the first place it is a perennial―if not in actual fact, at least in the greengrocer's shop. On the days when dessert is a name given to a handful of chocolates and a little preserved ginger, when macedoine de fruits is the title bestowed on two prunes and a piece of rhubarbs, then the orange, however sour, comes nobly to the rescue; and on those other days of plenty when cherries and strawberries and raspberries, and gooseberries riot together upon the table, the orange, sweeter than ever, is still there to hold its own. Bread and butter, beef and mutton, eggs and bacon, are not more necessary to an order existence than the orange.
首先，柑橘常年都有――即使不是在树上，至少是在水果店里。有的时候，只用几块巧克力和一点蜜饯生姜充当餐后的甜点，两块李子干加一片大黄便被冠以蔬果什锦美名时，这是仍带酸味的柑橘便前来慷慨救驾;其他时候，水果丰盈，樱桃、草莓、木莓、醋栗在餐桌上相互争艳时，此时比往日更加甜美的柑橘依然能坚守自己的岗位。对于人们的日常生活，面包和黄油、牛肉和羊肉、鸡蛋和咸肉，都未必像柑橘那样不可或缺。
It is well that the commonest fruit should be also the best. Of the virtues of the orange I have not room fully to speak. It has properties of health giving, as that it cures influenza and establishes the complexion. It is clean, for whoever handles it on its way to your table, but handles its outer covering, its top coat, which is left in the hall. It is round, and forms an excellent substitute with the young for a cricket ball. The pip can be flicked at your enemies, and quite a small piece of peel makes a slide for an old gentleman.
很幸运，这种最普遍的水果恰恰是最好的水果。论其优点，难尽其详。柑橘有益于健康，比如，可以治疗流感，滋养皮肤。柑橘清洁干净，不管是谁把它端上桌子，也只触到它的表皮，亦即它的外衣，吃完后橘皮便被留在餐厅里。柑橘是圆的，给孩子当板球玩是再好不过了。柑橘核可用来弹射你的敌人，一小片橘皮也能让一个老者滑个趔趄。
But all this would count nothing had not the orange such delightful qualities of the taste. I dare not let myself go upon this subject. I am a slave to its sweetness. I grudge every marriage in that it means a fresh sup*** of orange blossom, the promise of so much golden fruit cut short. However, the world must go on....
但是，如若不是柑橘的味道甜美可口，上述的一切便都不足取。我真不敢纵谈柑橘的美味。我为它的美味所倾倒。每当有人结婚我便心生怨意，因为那就意味着一束鲜橘花――未来金黄果实的夭折。然而，人类总得继续繁衍。
With the orange we do live year in and year out. That speaks well for the orange. The fact is that there is an honesty about the orange which appeals to all of us. If it is going to be bad―for the best of us are bad sometimes―it begins to be bad from the outside, not from the inside. How many a pear which presents a blooming face to the world is rotten at the core. How many an innocent-looking apple is harboring a worm in the bud. But the orange had no secret faults. Its outside is a mirror of its inside, and if you are quick you can tell the shop men so before he slips it into the bag.
我们年复一年地吃着柑橘生活，这就是对它有力的辩护。事实上，是柑橘诚实的品格吸引了我们。假如它要开始腐败的话――因为我们之中的优秀者有时也会腐败的――它是从外表而不是从内里开始的。有多少梨子在向世人展示其鲜嫩的容光时，内里已经腐烂。有多少看上去纯美无瑕的苹果，刚刚发芽就已经包藏蛀虫。而柑橘从不隐藏瑕疵。它的外表是它内心的镜子，那么，如果你反应快，不等售货员把它丢进纸袋儿，你就能告诉他这是一个坏橘子。
A friend of mine named Paul received an automobile from his brother as a Christmas present. On Christmas Eve when Paul came out of his office, a street urchin was walking around the shiny new car, admiring it.
"Is this your car, Mister?" he said.
Paul nodded. "My brother gave it to me for Christmas." The boy was astounded. "You mean your brother gave it to you and it didn’t cost you nothing? Boy, I wish . . ." He hesitated.
Of course Paul knew what he was going to wish for. He was going to wish he had a brother like that. But what the lad said jarred Paul all the way down to his heels.
"I wish," the boy went on, "That I could be a brother like that."
Paul looked at the boy in astonishment, then impulsively he added, "Would you like to take a ride in my car?"
"Oh yes, I’d love that."
After a short ride, the boy turned with his eyes aglow, said, "Mister, would you mind driving in front of my house?"
Paul smiled a little. He thought he knew what the lad wanted. He wanted to show his neighbors that he could ride home in a big automobile. But Paul was wrong again. "Will you stop where those two steps are?" the boy asked.
He ran up the steps. Then in a little while Paul heard him coming back, but he was not coming fast. He was carrying his little crippled brother. He sat him down on the bottom step, then sort of squeezed up against him and pointed to the car.
"There she is, Buddy, just like I told you upstairs.
His brother gave it to him for Christmas and it didn’t cost him a cent. And some day I’m gonna give you one just like it . . . then you can see for yourself all the pretty things in the Christmas windows that I’ve been trying to tell you about."
Paul got out and lifted the lad to the front seat of his car. The shining-eyed older brother climbed in beside him and the three of them began a memorable holiday ride. That Christmas Eve, Paul learned what Jesus meant when he said: "It is more blessed to give . . . "
野草 Wild Grass
有这样一个故事。
There is a story which goes like this:
有人问：世界上什么东西的气力最大?回答纷纭的很，有的说“象”，有的说“狮”，有人开玩笑似的说：是“金刚”。金刚有多少气力，当然大家全不知道。
Someone asked, "What is the most powerful thing in the world?" There was a variety of answers. "Elephant," someone said. "Lion," another said. "Buddha's guardian warrior," still another said half-jokingly. As to how powerful the Buddha's guardian warrior was, no one was sure.
结果，这一切答案完全不对，世界上气力最大的，是植物的种子。一粒种子所可以显现出来的力，简直是超越一切，这儿又是一个故事。
In fact none of the answers was correct. The most powerful thing in the world is the seed of plants. The force displayed by a seed is sim*** incomparable. Here goes another story:
人的头盖骨，结合得非常致密与坚固，生理学家和解剖学者用尽了一切的方法，要把它完整地分出来，都没有这种力气，后来忽然有人发明了一个方法，就是把一些植物的种子放在要剖析的头盖骨里，给它以温度与湿度，使它发芽，一发芽，这些种子便以可怕的力量，将一切机械力所不能分开的骨骼，完整地分开了，植物种子力量之大，如此如此。
The bones of a human skull are so tightly and firmly joined that no physiologist and anatomist had succeeded in taking them apart whatever means they tried. Then someone invented a method. He put sonic seeds of a plant in the skull to be dissected and provided the necessary temperature and moisture to make them germinate. Once the seeds germinated, they manifested a terrible force with which he succeeded in opening up the human skull that had failed to be opened even by mechanical means.
这，也许特殊了一点，常人不容易理解，那么，你看见笋的成长吗?你看见过被压在瓦砾和石块下面的一颗小草的生成吗?他为着向往阳光，为着达成它的生之意志，不管上面的石块如何重，石块与石块之间如何狭，它必定要曲曲折折地，但是顽强不屈地透到地面上来，它的根往土壤钻，它的芽往地面挺，这是一种不可抗的力，阻止它的石块，结果也被它掀翻，一粒种子的力量的大，如此如此。
You may think this is too unusual a story to be grasped by the common mind. Well, have you ever seen how the bamboo shoots grow? Have you ever seen how frail young grass grow out from under debris and rubble? In order to get the sunshine and bring its will to grow into play, no matter how heavy the rocks are and how narrow the space between the rocks, it will wind its way up irresistibly, its roots drilling downward and its sprouts shooting upward. This is an irresistible force. Any rock lying in its way will be overturned. This again shows how powerful a seed can be.
没有一个人将小草叫做“大力士，但是它的力量之大，的确是世界无比。这种力，是一般人看不见的生命力，只要生命存在，这种力就要显现，上面的石块，丝毫不足以阻挡，因为它是一种“长期坑战的力，有弹性，能屈能伸的力，有韧性，不达目的不止的力。
Though the little grass has never been said to be herculean, the power it shows is matchless in the world. It is an invisible force of life. So long as there is life, the force will show itself. The rock above it is not heavy enough to prevent it from growing because it is a force that keeps growing over a period of time, because it is an elastic force that can shrink and expand, because it is a tenacious force that will not stop growing until it is grown.
种子不落在肥土而落在瓦砾中，有生命力的种子决不会悲观和叹气，因为有了阻力才有磨炼。生命开始的一瞬间就带了斗争来的草，才是坚韧的草，也只有这种草，才可以傲然地对那些玻璃棚中养育着的盆花哄笑。
The seed does not choose to fall on fertile land but among debris. If it is filled with life, it is never pessimistic or sad, for it is tempered by resistance and pressure. The grass that fights its way out since the moment it is hom can be called "strong' and “temacious"; only the grass that fights its way up since its birth has the right to laugh with justified pride at the potted plants in glassed green houses.
泥土的微笑
All over my garden Ive planted nothing but roses, fragrant and if looked at from afar-ablaze with colour like sunset clouds. I would be very happy if any one of my visiting friends should desire to pick and take some for their homes.I trust that any friend of nune carrying the roses would vanish into the distance feeling that his emotion had been rekindled.
我在花园里种满了芬芳的玫瑰花，远远望去，他们像一片燃烧的晚霞。如果来访的朋友想摘些花带回家，我会很高兴。我相信朋友捧着火红的玫瑰渐渐走远的背影，一定能点燃易感的情怀。
A close friend came for a visit the other day, I know her to be a lover of flowers and plants, and for that reason I told her at her departure that she should pick a bunch of roses to decorate her boudoir. I promised that the scent ofthe roses would be wafted far, far away.
有一天，一位非常要好的女友来探望我，我知道她*素最喜欢花花草草了，临别时我说，采一束玫瑰点缀你的闺房，保证十里飘香。
That girl friend of mine, tiptoeing into the garden in high spirits, sniffed here and smelt there, but in the end she didnt pick a single rose. I said there were so many of them tbat she could pick as many as shed like to, I told her that I was not a florist and didnt make a living out of them. While saying so I raised the scissors for the sacrifice of the flowers, but she vehemently stopped me, crying no, no, no!
女友轻轻地跨进花园，东闻闻，西嗅嗅，神采飞扬，就是不肯采摘。我说没关系，多的是，并让她尽管采摘。我告诉她我又不是花店的老板，不会靠玫瑰赚钱的，说完我就举起剪刀准备献美。女友急忙拦住，高声叫着不可不可。
To cut such beautiful roses would hurt one, she said.With her hands clutching at my sleeves, she told me that by no means should they be cut. Roses are the smiling face of the earth, and who could be so iron hearted as to destroy a smile so exhilarating
这么美丽的玫瑰剪下来，让人心疼，她说道。她紧抓住我的袖子叮咛道：千万不能剪啊，玫瑰是泥土的微笑，谁忍心杀戮美得醉人的微笑
My mind was thoroughly boggled: the ugly earth, the humble earth,the plain earth-it is only because of the roses that it reveals an amazing and bright smile, and it is for the sake of that smile that it wins the care and pity of men.
我的灵魂悚然一惊，丑陋的泥土、卑微的泥土、朴素的泥土，因为玫瑰，它露出了惊艳一笑。因为这一笑，它让人爱惜非常。
Of late a friend of mine i_nvited me to appreciate a Tang Dynasty vase that he was fortunate enough to have bought at an auction. The vase, with its slim neck, plump body, and fine little flowers on a blue and white background, has a noble shape and a rich colouring, elegant, refined, proud, poised, and supercilious, an extreme embodiment of the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty. I was filled with wonder to think that while everyone present was talang great care not to cause the slightest damage to the Tang treasure, it was to me nothing but an object made of clay. It had only become a piece of classic art after being baked in a china kiln.
*日，一个朋友在拍卖会上有幸购得一个花瓶，花瓶细颈大肚，碎花蓝白图案，看上去流光溢彩。从造型到色彩，整个如唐朝盛世的化身，雍容、华贵、高傲、悠闲，目空一切。朋友邀请我们大家观赏。奇怪的是每一个参观者都小心谨慎，生怕碰坏这盛唐的宝贝。其实它不过是一撮泥土而已，在经过窑烧之后才干修百炼成瓷中经典的口.
Both the exqusiteness of the boccaro teapots made in south China, and the shockingly beautiful sculptures by Clay Sculptor Zhang of Tianjin arent they all smiles of the earth They are such exquisite treasures that-even if they look ugly, humble, plain, or whatever-they no doubt deserve respect and veneration.
江南的紫砂壶玲珑剔透，天津泥人张的彩塑令人拍案叫绝，它们不都是泥土的微笑吗它们弥足珍贵，即使曾丑陋，即使曾卑微，即使曾朴素，同样让人肃然起敬。
Now I understand that no one, however ordinary, should be condemned to anonymity, and that anyone who adds a dash of colour to life deserves our respect.
我懂得了，即使再*凡的人，也没有理由被埋没，只要努力活出色彩，一定会叫人刮目相看。
天才养成攻略
Lesson one: New challenges require new ways of thinking
面对新挑战，要有新思路
Part car, part jet fighter, part spaceship, Bloodhound SSC aims to be the first land vehicle to break the 1,000mph barrier. One of the key challenges has been to design the wheels. How do you create the fastest wheels in history, make them stable and reliable at supersonic speeds, and with limited resources
部分汽车、部分喷气式飞机、部分宇宙飞船，猎犬号超级汽车的目标是做世界上第一辆时速突破1000英里的汽车。而这面临的一项关键挑战是车轮的设计。如果换做是你，你会如何在有限的资源下发明出超音速汽车上用的轮子呢
After much deliberation, and devising ideas that pushed the boundaries of material technology, Mark Chapman, chief engineer of the Bloodhound project said the team decided to take a step back and change the way they were trying to solve problems. Theres very little weve actually developed thats new, he says, whats unique is how we ap*** technologies.
猎犬号项目的总工程师马克查普曼思来想去，觉得材料还是不够好。最后他和他的团队决定退回一步、换个角度看有没有别的办法。我们实际创新的东西并不多，马克说：我们的独特之处在于应用技术的方式别具一格。
They adopted an approach called the design of experiments a mathematical technique of problem solving through doing lots of little experiments and then looking at the statistics all glued together. All of a sudden, where wed been knocking our head against the wall for maybe two, three, four months, we came up with a wheel design that would hold together and was strong enough, he says.
他们采用实验设计的方法做了很多的小实验，综合所得的数据再得出精确设计。花了三四个月绞尽脑汁做尽各种实验之后，很突然地我们做出了一个大胆的设计：把各种可用的(飞机、飞船所用的)技术都融合在一辆车上，从而使它足够强大。马克说。
Lesson two: Let evidence shape your opinion
观点要用证据来证明
Like his peers, geophysicist Steven Jacobsen from Northwestern University believed that water on Earth originated from comets. But by studying rocks, which allow scientists to peer back in time, he discovered water hidden inside ringwoodite, which lies in the Earths mantle, and which suggests that the oceans gradually made its way out of the planets interior many centuries ago.
美国西北大学地球物理学家史蒂文雅各布森曾认为，地球上的水源于彗星。但通过对岩石的研究，他发现地幔的林伍德石里面也藏有水，这一发现表明或许在N个世纪之前，海洋是从地球内部自己慢慢溢出来的。
I had a pretty hard time convincing others, he admits. Yet two key pieces of evidence uncovered this year seem to support his point of view. Time will tell whether the new theories are true, and there may be further twists to the tale. But thinking about the fact that you may be the first person to see something for the first time doesnt happen very often, he says. When it does its thrilling.
那时候我难说服别的学者相信这个。史蒂文说。但是今年新发现的两个关键证据似乎支持了他的理论。所以，一个新理论的正确与否可能需要时间来慢慢印证，在被世人接受前可能会经历很多曲折。但是如果你发现你是第一个发现这个规律的人，且时间又证明你是对的之后，你会倍受鼓舞的。史蒂文说。
Lesson three: It really is 99% perspiration
天才的99%确实是汗水
Sheila Nirenberg at Cornell University is trying to develop a new prosthetic device for treating blindness. Key to this was cracking the code that transmits information from the eye to the brain. Once I realised this, I couldnt eat, I couldnt sleep all I wanted to do was work, says Nirenberg.
康奈尔大学希拉尼伦伯格正在研究治疗失明的新型假体，其中破解眼睛与大脑的信息交流密码是最关键的。我意识到这一点之后，就吃不下饭、睡不着觉，只想全身心投入工作。尼伦伯格说。
Sometimes Im exhausted and I get burnt out, she adds. But then I get an email from somebody in crisis or somebody whos getting macular degeneration, and they cant see their own childrens faces, and it is like, How can I possibly complain It gives me the energy to just go back and keep doing it.
每次觉得筋疲力尽、江郎才尽的时候，我都会收到一些到正处于危险状态马上要失明的、或是患有黄斑部退化症的病人的邮件，这些人将没办法看清自己孩子的长相、无法看这五颜六色的世界。每当这个时候，我就跟自己说我怎么能够抱怨呢，然后就又动力十足的继续工作。
Lesson four: The answer isnt always what you expect
结果并不总是和预想的一样
Sylvia Earle has spent decades trying to see the ocean with new eyes. Her dream machine is a submarine that could take scientists all the way to the bottom of the deepest ocean floor. What sort of material could best withstand the types of pressure you would encounter thousands of miles below the ocean surface It could be steel, it could be titanium, it could be some sort of ceramic, or some kind of aluminium system, says Earle. But glass is the ultimate material. By her estimates, a glass sphere about four-to-six inches (10-15cm) thick should be able safely explore the ocean depths she dreams of exploring.
西尔维亚厄尔花了几十年的时间试图让人们用新的方式亲*海底，她的梦想号潜艇可以让科学家潜入到最深的海底。那种材料才能够承受住深海的巨大压力呢厄尔说：我想过用钢、钛、陶瓷等，但最终发现其实玻璃才是终极王者。根据她的预计，一块10-15厘米厚的玻璃板就能让她进入梦寐以求的那片深海世界。
Glass is the oldest material known to man and one of the least understood, says Tony Lawson, Earles engineering director at Deep Ocean and Exploration Research Marine. It has a higgledy-piggledy molecular structure a bit like a liquid, rather than the ordered lattices often found in other solids. As a result, when glass is evenly squeezed from all sides as it would be under the ocean the molecules cram closer together and form a tighter structure.
厄尔的项目技术总监称，虽然玻璃是人类已知的最古老材料，但是我们对它的了解却甚少。玻璃的分子结构有点像是液体，排列方式没有一般固体的有规律。因此，当玻璃被海洋里的压力从四面八方压迫时，它的分子会被压在一起，形成更紧密的结构。
Lesson five: A little luck goes a long way
偶尔的一点好运也可以维持很久
It was hailed as one of the biggest success stories in the history of space exploration 20 years of planning ended earlier this year with the Philae lander rendezvousing with Comet 67P over 300 million miles (480 million kilometres) away from Earth.
菲莱探测器被誉为太空探索史上最大跨越之一，历经20年的策划期终于在年初发射并成功在离地球四亿八千万公里的67P彗星上着陆。
The biggest challenge, says Stephan Ulamec, manager of the Philae lander programme, was how to design a probe to land on a body whose makeup they had little knowledge about. We had no idea of the size, we had no idea of the day-night cycle, which influences the thermal design, we had no idea of the gravity, so how fast would the lander impact, we had no idea how the surface looked, he says.
据菲莱项目的负责人斯蒂芬介绍，在这20年里遇到的最大挑战是对彗星构造了解较少，不知道该如何设计这个探测器。我们不知道彗星的昼夜循环情况会影响保热设计，不知道彗星的重力也无法预测探测器着陆后对转速的影响，甚至不清楚彗星表面的样子。
They needed to create design parameters that could cope with an extremely wide range of possible comet structures but banked on the comet being a relatively even potato shape with enough flat surfaces for the probe to land on. Even then, not everything went to plan, and two decades of meticulous planning could have failed within minutes at touchdown. Philaes anchoring harpoons didnt fire as planned, and it bounced off the comet before settling onto its icy surface and successfully beaming data back to its relieved creators.
科学家们需要建立尽可能符合多种彗星结构的设计参数，但是还是得寄希望于彗星的表面要够*坦。可即便是花了20年设计、缜密计划过的菲莱还是在着陆的几分钟里有点小失败：鱼叉系统未如计划打开，无法准确钉入彗星表面。不过幸运的是，菲莱还是成功地把数据发回了地球。
Lesson six: Genius is indefinable
天才定义不明
Its a funny word: the word genius, says Nirenberg. I just sort of ignore it and just go on with life. You just do what you do independent of whatever labels attached to you. I dont know really how else to explain it.
天才这个词很有趣，尼伦伯格说，我常常忽略这个标签继续走自己的路。只需要抛掉别人在你身上贴的各种标签做自己想做到的事就好了。因为所谓天才真是判断标准不一、无法解释的事情。
旅行的N种正能量
I am currently on a massive adventure with my family: we are seven months into a year-long trip around Australia.
我和家人正在一同展开一场声势浩大的冒险活动：全年畅游澳大利亚，这是其中的第七个月。
Coaching and traveling can bring up the same opportunities to shift long-held beliefs and ways of being.
无论是乘坐马车观光还是一般的旅行，都能为你提供许多机会，让你改变积*的顽信，改换陈旧的生活方式。
When we sit down with a coach of any kind, it is because we want to achieve a particular goal in our lives, be it work, relationships, wellbeing or something else.
当我们坐上一列马车无论是哪种马车，我们想要的是实现一种心愿，无论这心愿是工作顺遂，广结善缘，生活安康还是其他的心愿。
When we travel, we want to achieve a particular goal, be it experiences, connections, expansion or relaxation.
当我们外出旅行的时候，我们想要的是达到某一目标，无论这目标是积累经验，构建人脉，博闻强识还是休闲放松。
When we are travelling, we find ourselves in new places and new spaces, physically and internally; it is the same with coaching.
在我们的旅行途中，我们会发现自己置身于新的地理位置，也获得了新的心灵空间;乘马车观光亦是如此。
As travelers, we have to look at things in a different way; we need to draw on inner resources -- resources we may not have ever tapped into before. This builds inner confidence in other areas of our lives.
作为旅行者，我们会以不同的方式看待事物;我们要开放自己的内在感官这些内在感官或可能是我们从未开发过的矿藏。由此，我们能够充实内在的信心，以便应对生活的方方面面。
When we travel, we have to be willing to look at things in a new way, a different way. We need to see things from another perspective and work with what is right in front of us, not with what we hope it to be.
在旅程中，我们应学会用新的，不一样的眼光看待事物。我们应从不同的视角看待事情，接受当下所面对的人和事，而不是沉湎于自己所希冀的幻想之中。
One of the foundations of life coaching is knowing where you are starting from -- what is working in your life and what is not working -- and using that starting point to chart a course to where you need to go.
坐马车旅程也是从人生旅途的某个驿站开始的行程。你要知道自己从哪里出发你的生活中那些方面顺心如意，那些方面不尽人意你从这个点出发，向着你必须到达的目的地，开始一段旅程。
As a roaming traveler, you do not have room for extra baggage: extra baggage wears you down emotionally and physically, a weight you do not need. Coaching allows us to uncover baggage we may not even know we have.
作为一个随遇而安的旅人，你无需过多的行装：过重的行李会让你身体劳乏，心灵疲惫，你本可以避开这幅重担。乘着马车旅行，你会发现，原来你背负着许多包袱，自己从未意识到。
When traveling with others (as we are in life), we have to forgive quicker, let go longer and generate compassion to ourselves and others, as a group/family dynamic can be as changeable as the wind.
当我们与旁人结伴旅行的时候(正如我们在生命**同走过一段人生一样)，我们应该原谅那些来去匆匆的人，放下独来独往的人，既要爱自己，也要爱他人，因为团队/家庭成员之间的关系和风一样善变。
When we move from one place to another we experience movement: I was in a different place yesterday to where I am today; tomorrow I can be somewhere completely different again.
当我们从一个地方来到另一个地方的时候，我们所体验到的就是无所不在的变动：昨天我曾在一个不同的地方;今天我正在这个地方;明天我会去另一个完全陌生的地方。
美丽的秋天The Beauty of The Autumn
Call - call - call! Hear the voice of wind. Ah! Autumn is finally here!
呼-呼-呼!又听到秋风的声音。啊!秋天终于来了!
Garden, chrysanthemum competing opened! There are white the light yellow of ... .... Colorful chrysanthemums flourish in light wind, as if greeting them with people! Sweet-scented osmanthus trees out of the light yellow flowers. A wind blowing, a fresh wind into the nose, ah, really incense!
花园里，菊花竞相开放了!有雪白的、浅紫的、淡黄的。五颜六色的菊花争奇斗艳，在秋风中轻点着头，好像在跟人们打招呼呢!桂花树上开出了淡黄的小花。一阵轻风吹来，一股清香飘入鼻中，啊，真香!
Orchards, the apple red, like little brothers face. Aunts and uncles are tiptoe with apple picking. Thunk! A ripe apple from the tree fell down. Persimmon tree, hanging on a persimmon tree, far from looking like a red lantern! Grapes on a channeling channeling a , as one finally purple beads, purple was black, people really want a bite it.
果园里，苹果红彤彤的，就像小弟弟的脸。叔叔阿姨们正踮着脚跟摘苹果。咚!一个熟透的苹果从树上掉了下来。柿子树上，一个个柿子挂在树上，远远望去像一个个红灯笼!葡萄架上的葡萄一窜窜、一簇簇，像一颗颗紫色的珠子，紫得发黑，让人真想咬它一口。
Fields, the endless golden rice, just like the earth covered with a layer of gold to the carpet. Farmers are busy on the busy man under, while cutting rice, while rice into basket. Face expression of joy and happiness.
田野里，金黄色的稻子一望无际，就像给大地铺上一层金黄的地毯。农民伯伯正忙上忙下的，一会儿割稻谷，一会儿将稻谷装进篮子里。脸上露出欢乐和喜悦的表情。
Autumn is a season of charming scenery, it is a harvest season. Ah! The fall, you really beautiful you!
秋天是一个景色迷人的季节，更是一个丰收的季节。啊!秋天，你真美呀!
陪在你身边Ill always be there for you!
No matter what happens, I ll always be there for you!
不管发生什么，我永远都会在你的身边!
In xxxxan 8.2 earthquake almost flattened America, killing over 30,000 people in less than four minutes. In the midst of utter devastation and chaos, a father left his wife safely at home and rushed to the school where his son was supposed to be, only to discover that the building was as flat as a pancake.
xxxx年，一次8.2级的地震几乎铲*美国，在短短不到4分钟的时间里，夺去了3万多人的生命!在彻底的破坏与混乱之中，有位父亲将他的妻子在家里安顿好后，跑到他儿子就读的学校，而触目所见，却是被夷为*地的校园。
After the unforgettably initial shock, he remembered the promise he had made to his son: No matter what, Ill always be there for you! And tears began to fill his eyes. As he looked at the pile of ruins that once was the school, it looked hopeless, but he kept remembering his commitment to his son.
看到这令人伤心的一幕，他想起了曾经对儿子所作的承诺：不论发生什么事，我都会在你身边。至此，父亲热泪满眶。目睹曾经的学校成为了一堆瓦砾，真叫人绝望。但父亲的脑中仍然牢记着他对儿子的诺言。
He began to direct his attention towards where he walked his son to class at school each morning. Remembering his sons classroom would be in the back right corner of the building, he rushed there and started digging through the ruins.
他开始努力回忆每天早上送儿子上学的必经之路，终于记起儿子的教室应该就在那幢建筑物后面，位于右边的角落里，他跑到那儿，开始在碎石砾中挖掘，搜寻儿子的下落。
As he was digging, other helpless parents arrived, clutching their hearts, saying: My son! My daughter! Other well-meaning parents tried to pull him off what was left of the school, saying: Its too late! Theyre all dead! You cant help! Go home! Come on, face reality, theres nothing you can do!
当这位父亲正在挖掘时，其他束手无策的学生家长赶到现场，揪心地叫着：我的儿子呀!我的女儿呀!一些好意的家长试图把这位父亲劝离现场，告诉他一切都太迟了!他们全死了!这样做没用的，回去吧，这样做只会使事情更糟。
To each parent he responded with one line: Are you going to help me now And then he con tinued to dig for his son, stone by stone. The fire chief showed up and tried to pull him off the schools ruins saying, Fires are breaking out, explosions are happening everywhere. Youre in danger. Well take care of it. Go home. To which this loving, caring American father asked, Are you going to help me now
面对种种劝告，这位父亲的回答只有一句话：你们愿意帮我吗然后继续进行挖掘工作，在废墟中寻找他的儿子。消防队长出现了，他也试图把这位父亲劝走，对他说：火灾频现，四处都在发生爆炸，你在这里太危险了，这边的事我们会处理，你回家吧!对此，这位慈爱、关切的父亲仍然回答：你们要帮我吗
The police came and said, Youre angry, anxious and its over. Youre endangering others. Go home. Well handle it! To which he replied, Are you go ing to help me now No one helped.
警察赶到现场，对他说：你现在又气又急，该结束了，你在危及他人，回家吧!我们会处理一切的。这位父亲依旧回答：你们愿意帮我吗然而，人们无动于衷。
Courageously he went on alone because he needed to know for himself: Is my boy alive or is he dead He dug for eight hours...12 hours...24 hours...36 hours...then, in the 38th hour, he pulled back a large stone and heard his sons voice. He screamed his sons name, ARMAND! He heard back, Dad!! Its me, Dad! I told the other kids not to worry. I told them that if you were alive, youd save me and when you saved me, theyd be saved. You promised, No matter what happens, Ill always be there for you! You did it, Dad! Whats going on in there How is it the father asked.
他挖掘了8小时，--12小时，24小时，36小时--38小时后，父亲推开了一块巨大的石头，听到了儿子的声音。父亲尖叫着：阿曼德!儿子的回音听到了：爸爸吗是我，爸爸，我告诉其他的小朋友不要着急。我告诉他们如果你活着，你会来救我的。如果我获救了，他们也就获救了。你答应过我，不论发生什么，我永远都会在你的身边，你做到了，爸爸!你那里的情况怎样父亲问。
There are 14 of us left out of 33, Dad. Were scared, hungry, thirsty and thankful youre here. When the building collapsed, it made a triangle, and it saved us.
我们有33个，只有14个活着。爸爸，我们好害怕，又渴又饿，谢天谢地，你在这儿。教室倒塌时，刚好形成一个三角形的洞，救了我们。
Come out, boy!
快出来吧!儿子!
No, Dad! Let the other kids out first, cause I know youll get me! No matter what happens, I know youll always be there for me!
不，爸，让其他小朋友先出来吧!因为我知道你会接我的!不管发生什么事，我知道你永远都会来到我的身边!
热爱生命
That day he decreased the distance between him and the ship by three miles;the next day by two-for he was crawling now as Bill had crawled;and the end of the day found the ship still seven mailes away and him unable to make even a mile a day. Still the indian summer held on, and he continued to crawl and faint ,turn and turn about; and ever the sick wolf coughed and wheezed at his heels. His knees had become raw meat like his feet, and though he paddled them with the shirt from his back it was a red track he left behind him on the moss and stones. Once , glancing back, he saw the wolf licking hungrily his bleeding trail, and he saw shar*** what his own end might be-unless-unless he could get the wolf. Then began as grim a tragedy of existence as was ever played-a sick man that crawled, a sick wolf that limped, two creatures dragging their dying carcasses across the desolation and hunting each others lives.
这一天，他和那条船之间的距离又缩短了三英里，到了第二天，他又继续缩短了两英里-因为他现在就和比尔先生先前一样在地上匍匐前进，到了第五天晚上的时候，他发现那条船依然离他还有七英里的距离，而他每天的进程还不到一英里。幸好深秋的天气依然晴朗，他继续爬，一次又一次地晕死过去，可是醒来他又继续地往前爬，不停地回头张望着;而那头病狼也在不停地咳嗽着，发出艰难的喘息声，可依然紧紧尾随其后。他的膝盖-就和他的双脚一样-早给磨得血肉模糊，其实他一早就脱下了身上的衬衣裹住了膝盖，可都没有用，他一路爬下来，他身后的苔藓和岩石上也就留下了一道触目惊心的血渍。有一次他回头的时候，他看见那头饿狼正贪婪地舔着他的血渍，一时间他清楚地意识到自己的结局-除非-除非他把那头狼解决掉。就这样，一幕从来没有上演的求生悲剧开始了-病人在前面爬，瘸腿的病狼尾随其后，两个生灵就这样在荒漠里拖着垂死的躯壳，随时准备猎取对方的生命。
Had it been a well wolf, it would not have mattered so much to the man;but the thought of going to feed the maw of that loathsome and all but dead thing was repugnant to him. He was finicky. His mind had begun to wander again, and to be perplexed by hallucinations, while his lucid intervals grew rarer and shorter.
如果这是头健康的狼，他也觉得没什么;可是一想到自己要葬身狼腹，尤其是眼前这头令人作恶、病怏怏的饿狼，他就觉得非常厌恶。要知道他可是一个非常讲究的人。他又开始胡思乱想起来，人也因幻觉影响而变得迷糊。他神智清醒的时间越来越少，越来越短。
He was awaken once from a faint by a wheeze close in his ear.The wolf leaped lamely back, losing its footing and falling in its weakness. It was ludicrous, but he was not amused. Nor was he even afraid. He was too far gone for that. But his mind was for the moment clear, and he lay and considered.
有一次他从昏迷中被耳边传来的喘息声惊醒;那只狼很快一跛一跛地跳开，由于身体虚弱，那头狼还失足摔了一跤，那样子可笑极了，可是他却笑不出来。倒不是因为他害怕，事情到了这田地他早就不害怕了。不过，在这瞬间他的脑子很清醒，他躺在地上仔细地思考起来。
The ship was more than four miles away. He could see it quite distinctly when he rubbed the mists out of his eyes. But he could never crawl those four miles. He knew that, and was very calm in the knowledge. He knew that he could not crawl half a mile. And yet he wanted to live. It was unreasonable that he should die after all he had undergone. Fate asked too much of him. And , dying, he declined to die. It was stark madness, perhaps, but in the very grip of Death he defied Death and refused to die.
那艘船就在离他还不到四英里的地方。他使劲揉了揉眼睛，那艘船清晰的出现在他眼前。可是，他再也爬不完这四英里的路程了，这点他很清楚，因为就算是半英里的路程他也爬不了。可同时他也非常镇静，因为他想活下去。他已经经历了千辛万苦，他不想就这样死掉。命运对他实在太苛刻了，可他就是不愿俯身受死。这是一种*乎疯狂的想法，可就算他无法逃脱死神的魔掌，他仍然要抗争下去，要让自己活下去。
He closed his eyes and composed himself with infinite precaution. He steeled himself to keep above the suffocating languor that lapped like a rising tide through all the wells of his being. It was very like a sea, this deadly languor, that rose and rose and drowned his consciousness bit by bit. Sometimes he was all but submerged, swimming through oblivion with a faltering stroke;and again, by some strange alchemy of soul, he would find another shred of will and strike out more strongly.
他闭上眼睛，设法使自己*静下来，不敢有丝毫的松懈。令人窒息的疲倦像涨潮一样，从他的身体各处涌来，他还是顽强地打醒精神，不让自己被疲倦淹没。这种要命的疲倦，就像大海一样，一浪又一浪地涨过来，一点一点地吞噬着他的意识。有时候，他被完全淹没其中，就这样默默地漂游;而有时候，凭借一种奇异的心灵作用，他又找回了些许精神力量，更加坚毅地前进。
Teach him to sell his brawn and brains to the highest bidder, but never to put a price on his heart and soul.
教他可以最高价付出自己的精力和智慧，但绝不可出卖良心和灵魂。
Teach him to close his ears to a howling mob...and to stand and fight if he thinks hes right.
教他置xx的喧嚣于度外并在自觉正确之时挺身而战。
Teach him gently, World, but dont coddle him, because only the test of fire makes fine steel.
温柔地教导他吧，世界，但是不要放纵他，因为只有烈火的考验才能炼出真钢。
This is a big order, World, but see what you can do.
这一要求甚高，世界，但是请尽你所能。
Hes such a nice little fellow.
他是一个如此可爱的小家伙。
Two Truths to Live by
人生的两条真理
The art of living is to know when to hold fast and when to let go. For life is paradox: it enjoins us to cling to its many gifts even while it ordains their eventual relinquishment. The rabbis of Old put it this way:" A man comes to this world with his fist clenched, but when he dies, his hand is open.
生活的艺术是要懂得何时紧紧抓住，何时学会放弃。因为人生就是一对矛盾，它促使我们牢牢抓住人生的很多赐予，但同时又注定了我们对这些给予最终的放弃。老一辈犹太学者是这样说的：人来到这个世界的时候拳头是紧握的，而当离开的时候，手却是松开的。
Surely we ought to hold fast to life, for it is wondrous, and full of a beauty that breaks through every pore of God’s own earth. We know that this is so, but all too often we recognize this truth only in our backward glance when we remember what it was and then suddenly realize that it is no more.
当然，我们应该仅仅抓住生活，因为生活是神奇的，是充满着美的――上帝创造的大地的每一个空间都充斥着至美。我们都知道这点，但我们却常常在回首往事之时才明白这个道理，然后突然意识到逝去的时光已经一去不复返了。
We remember a beauty that faded, a love that waned. But we remember with far greater pain that we did not see that beauty when it flowered, that we failed to respond with love when it was tendered.
我们追忆逝去的美丽，残缺的爱情，但是更令人痛心的回忆是当繁花盛开之时错过了欣赏它的美丽;当爱情眷顾之时却未能做出回应。
This not an easy lesson to learn, especially when we are young and think that the world is ours to command, that whatever we desire with the full force of our passionate being can, nay, ill, be ours.
学会(珍爱美好的事物)是不容易做到的。尤其是我们年轻时，认为世界是由我们掌握的，只要我们自己满腔热情，全力以赴的去追求，我们想要的东西就能够――不，是一定能够得到。
But then life moves along to confront us with realities, and slowly but surely this second truth dawns upon us. At every stage of life we sustain losses―and grow in the process.And ultimately, as the parable of the open and closed hand suggests, we must confront the inevitability of our own demise, losing ourselves as it were, all that we were or dreamed to be.
随着我们的成长，生活使我们不得不面对现实，而第二种真理逐渐被我们所感知，所理解。 在人生的每一个阶段，我们都要承受损失，在这个过程中我们慢慢的长大. 最终，正如松手和握拳的比喻那样：我们自己也得走向不可抗拒的死亡，失去了原有的自我，失去了以往的或梦想过的一切。
The insight gleaned from that experience is really as commonplace as was the experience itself: life’s gifts are precious--but we are too heedless of them.
我们在阅历中所积累起来的洞察力就像我们的经历本身一样的*凡生活的赐予是可贵的，可是我们却常常忽视了它们的存在。
Here then is the first pile of life's paradoxical demands on us: Never too busy for the wonder and the awe of life. Be reverent before each dawning day. Embrace each hour. Seize each golden minute.
生命中有太多似非而是的矛盾，以下是第一种矛盾给我们的启迪：不要过于忙碌而忽略领悟生命的神奇，失掉对生命的敬畏。在破晓时分怀抱虔诚心情迎接每一天，拥抱每一个时辰，把握好黄金般的每一分钟。
Hold fast to life... but not so fast that you cannot let go. This is the second side of life's coin, the opposite pole of its paradox: we must accept our losses, and learn how to let go.
紧紧抓住生命但是不要过于执着而不懂得放手。这是生命之道的另一个层面，矛盾的另一极：我们必须接受失去，并且学会放弃。
A painter hangs his or her finished pictures on a wall, and everyone can see it. A composer writes a work, but no one can hear it until it is performed. Professional singers and players have great responsibilities, for the composer is utterly dependent on them. A student of music needs as long and as arduous a training to become a performer as a medical student needs to become a doctor. Most training is concerned with technique, for musicians have to have the muscular proficiency of an athlete or a ballet dancer。
画家将已完成的作品挂在墙上，每个人都可以观赏到。 作曲家写完了一部作品，得由演奏者将其演奏出来，其他人才能得以欣赏。因为作曲家是如此完全地依赖于职业歌手和职业演奏者，所以职业歌手和职业演奏者肩上的担子可谓不轻。 一名学音乐的学生要想成为一名演奏者，需要经受长期的、严格的训练，就象一名医科的学生要成为一名医生一样。 绝大多数的训练是技巧性的。
Singers practice breathing every day, as their vocal chords would be inadequate without controlled muscular support. String players practice moving the fingers of the left hand up and down, while drawing the bow to and fro with the right arm―two entirely different movements。
音乐家们控制肌肉的熟练程度，必须达到与运动员或巴蕾舞演员相当的水*。 歌手们每天都练*吊嗓子，因为如果不能有效地控制肌肉的话，他们的声带将不能满足演唱的要求。 弦乐器的演奏者练*的则是在左手的手指上下滑动的同时，用右手前后拉动琴弓--两个截然不同的动作。
Singers and instruments have to be able to get every note perfectly in tune. Pianists are spared this particular anxiety, for the notes are already there, waiting for them, and it is the piano tuner’s responsibility to tune the instrument for them. But they have their own difficulties; the hammers that hit the string have to be coaxed not to sound like percussion, and each overlapping tone has to sound clear。
歌手和乐器演奏者必须使所有的音符完全相同协调。 钢琴家们则不用操这份心，因为每个音符都已在那里等待着他们了。 给钢琴调音是调音师的职责。 但调音师们也有他们的难处： 他们必须耐心地调理敲击琴弦的音锤，不能让音锤发出的声音象是打击乐器，而且每个交叠的音都必须要清晰。
This problem of getting clear texture is one that confronts student conductors: they have to learn to know every note of the music and how it should sound, and they have to aim at controlling these sound with fanatical but selfless authority. Technique is of no use unless it is combined with musical knowledge and understanding. Great artists are those who are so thoroughly at home in the language of music that they can enjoy performing works written in any century。
如何得到乐章清晰的纹理是学生指挥们所面临的难题：他们必须学会了解音乐中的每一个音及其发音之道。 他们还必须致力于以热忱而又客观的权威去控制这些音符。除非是和音乐方面的知识和悟性结合起来，单纯的技巧没有任何用处。 艺术家之所以伟大在于他们对音乐语言驾轻就熟，以致于可以满怀喜悦地演出写于任何时代的作品。
why Measure Life in Heartbeats?
Hemingway once wrote that courage is grace under pressure. But I wouldrather think with the 18th-century Italian dramatist, Vittorio Alfieri, that"often the test of courage is not to die but t0 1ive." For living with cancerengenders more than pressure; it begets terror. To live with it, to face up toit-that's courage.
Hope is our most effective "drug" in treating cancer. There is almost nocancer (at any stage) that cannot be treated. By instilling hope in a patient,we can help develop a positive; combative attitude to his disease. Illogical,unproven? Perhaps. But many doaors believe that this must become a partof cancer therapy if the therapy is to be effective.
I have had the joy of two beautiful and wonderful wives, the happiness ofparenthood and the love of eight children. My work was constantly chal-lenging and fulfilling. I have always loved music and books, ballet and thetheater. I was addicted to fitness, tennis, golf, curling, hunting and fishing.
Good food and wine graced my table. My home was a warm and happyplace.
But when I became aware of my imminent mortality, my attitudes changed.
There was real meaning to the words, "This is the first day of the rest ofyour life." There was a heightened awareness of each sunny day, the beautyof flowers, the song of a bird. How often do we reflect on the joy of breath.
ing easily, of swallowing without effort and discomfort, of walking withoutpain, of a complete and peaceful night's sleep?
After I became ill, I embarked upon many things I had been putting offbefore. I read the books Ihad set aside for retirement and wrote one myself,entitled TheArt of Surgery. My wife Madeleine and I took more holidays.
We played tennis regularly and curled avidly; we took the boys fishing. WhenI review these past few years, it seems in many ways that I have lived alifetime since I acquired cancer. On my last holiday in the Bahamas, as Iwalked along the beach feeling the gentle waves wash over my feet, I felt apart of tlie universe, even if only a minuscule one,like a grain of sand on thebeach.
Although I had to restrict the size of my practice, I felt closer empathy withmy patients. When I walked into the Intensive Care Unit there was an awe-some feeling knowing I, too, had been a patient there. It was a special satis-faction to comfort my patients with cancer, knowing that it is possible toenjoy life after the anguish of that diagnosis. It gave me a warm feeling tosee the sparkle in one patient's eyes-a man with a totallaryngectomy-when I asked if he would enjoy a cold beer and went to get him one.
If one realizes that our time on this earth is but a tiny fraction of that withinthe cosmos, then life calculated in years may not be as important as wethink. Why measure life in heartbeats? When life is so dependent on such anunreliable function as the beating of the heart, then it is fragile indeed. Theonly thing that one can depend upon with absolute certainty is death.
I believe that death may be the most important part of life. I believe that lifeis infinitesinially brief in relation to the immensity of eternity. I believe,because of my religious faith, that I shall "return to the Father"in an afterlifethat is beyond description. I believe that though my life was short in years, itwas fullin experience, joy, love and accomplishment; that my owriimmor-tality will reside in the memories of my loved ones left behind, mother,brother, wife, children, dear friends. I believe that I will die with loved onesclose by and, one hopes, achieve that great gift of God-ileath in peace, andwith dignity.
何必以心跳定生死?
海明威曾经写过，勇气就是临危不惧。不过，我更赞同18世纪意大利戏剧家维多利奥・阿尔菲利的观点：“对勇气的考验往往不是去死，而是要活。”身患癌症，不仅带来痛苦，而且引起恐惧。抱病生活，并敢于正视这一现实，这就是勇气。
希望是我们治疗癌症最有效的“药物”。几乎没有任何癌症(无论发展到哪一期)是不能医治的。把希望灌输到病人心里，我们就可以帮助他树立起积极与疾病作斗争的观念。也许此话不合逻辑，言之无据，是吗?然而，许多医生认为，要想使疗法有效，这必须成为癌症治疗的一部分。
我有幸先后拥有两位美丽贤惠的妻子所带来的欢欣，体验过为人之父的乐趣，并得到八个子女的爱。过去，我的工作一直富有挑战性，令人有成就感。我一向喜欢听音乐和读书，酷爱芭蕾舞和戏剧。我曾经醉心于健身运动、网球、高尔夫球、冰上溜石、打猎和垂钓。我的餐桌摆满美酒佳肴。我的家温馨而又幸福。
可是，当我知道自己大限将至时，生活态度就变了。“这是您余生的开始。”这句话对我有了实实在在的含义。对每一个晴天丽日，对鸟语花香，我的感触倍加强烈。*日呼吸轻松，吞食自如，走路毫不费劲，一夜安寝到天明，我们几曾回味过其中的'乐趣?
患病后，我着手做以前搁置下来的许多事情。我阅读了本来留到退休后才读的书，而且还写了一本题为《外科术》的书。我与夫人马德琳度假更加频繁。我们经常去打网球，劲头十足地在冰上溜石，还带儿子们去钓鱼。回顾过去几年，从许多方面来看，自从得了癌症以后，我似乎已经活了一辈子。上次到巴哈马度假期间，我沿着海滩漫步，海浪轻轻抚揉着我的双脚，此时此刻我蓦然觉得自己与整个宇宙融为一体，尽管我微不足道，就像海滩上的一粒沙子。
虽然我不得不限制自己的医务工作量，我感到与病人更加心灵相通。当我走进特别护理室时，一种敬畏之感油然而生，因为我知道自己也曾是这里的病人。我明白，在经历了被确诊为癌症的极度痛苦之后，仍有可能享受生活，因此，安慰癌症患者成了一种特别的乐事。一位病人做了喉部切除手术，我问他是否想喝冻啤酒，而且为他拿来了一杯，这时我看到他眼里闪现出了火花，一股暖流顿时涌上我的心头。
倘若人们意识到人生在世只不过是宇宙的时间长河中转瞬即逝的一刹那，那么以岁月计算的生命就不会像我们所想的那样重要了。何必以心跳来定生死呢?当生命依赖于心跳这样一种不可靠的功能时，它的确脆弱不堪。而只有死亡才是人们唯一可以绝对依赖的。
我认为死亡可能是人生中最重要的一环。我认为与那漫长的永生相比，生命是极其短暂的。基于我的宗教信仰，我相信在我身后那难以描绘的时光里，我将回归圣父。我相信，我的生命以年月计算，虽然是短暂的，但经历丰富，充满了欢乐、爱情和成就;我将永远活在我所爱的人，即我的母亲、兄弟、儿女和密友的记忆中。我相信，在弥留之际，我的亲朋好友将陪伴在我身旁：我希望得到上帝的恩赐――带着尊严，安详地告别人间。
种梨
Planting a Pear Tree
有乡人货梨于市，颇甘芳，价腾贵。有道士破巾絮衣，丐于车前。乡人咄之，亦不去;乡人怒，加以叱骂。道士曰：“一车数百颗，老袖止丐其一，于居士亦无大损，何怒为?”观者劝置劣者一枚令去，乡人执不肯。肆中佣保者，见喋聒联不堪，遂出钱市一枚，付道士。道士拜谢，谓众日：“出家人不解吝惜。我有佳梨、请出供客。”或曰：“既有之，何不自食?”曰：“我特需此核作种。”于是掬梨大啖。且尽，把核于手，解肩上镌，坎地深数寸，纳之而覆以土。向市人索汤沃灌。好事者于临路店索得沸沈，道士接浸坎处。万目攒视，见有勾萌出，渐大;俄成树，枝叶扶苏;倏而花，倏而实，硕大芳馥，累累满树。道七乃即树头摘赐观者，顷刻向尽。已，乃以镌伐树，丁丁良久，方断;带叶荷肩头，从容徐步而去。
A villager took his pears to the market to sell. His pears were juicy and sweet, but the price washigh. A Taoist priest, in an old cap and worn cotton robe, came up to his cart and begged for apear. The villager told him to go away but he would not. The villager got angry and began touse strong words at him. The Taoist priest said, "You've got a cartful of pears which must be inthe hundred, but I am asking for only one of them and one pear is not much of a loss to you.Why are you getting so angry shout it?" The onlookers said, "Give him a bad one and let himgo." A waiter in the tavern, hearing the noisy bickering in the street, came anti bought a pearfor the priest. The priest thanked him and said to the crowd, "As a Taoist priest I am not thatsparing. I've got first-class pears and I'd like to share them with you." Someone in the crowdsaid, "Why not eat your own pears then, since you've got some?"
"But I need the core of it as seed," the priest said and, holding up the pear with his hands,began to eat. When he ate up the pear, he held its core in one hand and, with the other, hetook off' a small shovel from his back. He began to dig in the ground a hole two or three inchesdeep, put the core in it and then covered it with earth. Lie asked if anyone in the crowd couldfind some hot water for him. One of them, an obliging person, fetched some boiling water froma strop by the street. The priest took it over and poured it where the core of the pear wasburied.
While tine people around watched, the core sprouted and grew and, in a moment, became atree with exuberant foliage and, in another couple of seconds, it began to blossom and bearpears. The pears were big, emitting sweet fragrance and the tree was heavy with them. Thepriest picked them and gave them to the people around and soon there were no more. Thenthe priest began to cut the tree and he worked at it for a long while before he felled it. He putthe tree, leaves and all, on his shoulder and walked off at a leisurely pace.
初，道士作法时，乡人亦杂立众中，引领注目，竟忘其业。道士既去，始顾车中，则梨已空矣。方悟适所侬散，皆己物也。又细视车上一靶亡，是新凿断者。心大愤恨。急迹之，转过墙隅，则断靶弃垣下，始知所伐梨本，即是物也。道士不知所在。一市粲然。
While the priest was playing the magic the pear seller, standing among the crowd, craned hisneck to watch, forgetting his own business. When the priest was gone he found that all hispears in the cart were gone. It was not until then that he realized the pears the priest haddished out were all his pears. And then he noticed that one shaft of his cart disappeared andthe cut was fresh. The pear seller was bursting with anger. He dashed off to run after thepriest. Turning the corner he found the lost shaft was lying at the foot of the wall. And by thenhe realized that it was the shaft of his cart, not the tree, that the priest was cutting. The priestwas nowhere to be found and the whole marketplace was immensely amazed.
——英语美文经典阅读(5)份
今天我去实验小学报名并参加面试了，一开始还真有点紧张，但等我进去，看到老师们可亲的笑脸，我就一点也不紧张了。
Today, I went to the experimental primary school to sign up for an interview. At first, I was a little nervous. But when I went in and saw the teachers' amiable smile, I was not nervous at all.
我的个子太高了，老师问我怎么长得这么高，我说了，我从来不挑食；老师问我最喜欢吃什么，我说我最喜欢吃肉。听了我的回答，老师笑了！回来说给妈妈听，妈妈也笑了！
My height is too high. The teacher asked me how I grow so tall. I said I never pick food. The teacher asked me what I like best. I said I like meat best. Listen to my answer, the teacher smiled! Come back and tell mom. Mom laughs too!
后来老师又问我一些关于拼音认读和数学上的问题，我全都作了回答，并且还分清了老师问的上下前后左右呢！
Later, the teacher asked me some questions about Pinyin recognition and mathematics, and I answered them all, and I also distinguished the top and bottom of the teacher's questions!
最后，老师摸着我的头说，小朋友，你以后就到我们班，我给你当班长好吗？我好开心地答到：好！
Finally, the teacher touched my head and said, little friend, you will come to our class later. Shall I be your monitor? I am so happy to answer: good!
在和老师们说再见后，我高兴地离开了！想着老师的笑脸，我对我就要进入一年级充满了信心！
After saying goodbye to the teachers, I left happily! Thinking of the smiling face of the teacher, I am confident that I will enter the first grade!
Is a lovely girl, her innocence is the origin of our happy, brings us her happy smile.
Her name is li zhang, her eyes wide, mouth like a cherry, very lovely, long hair, she is good at jumping rope, run, jump, etc...
She's good at her grades in school, take the first every time, once dropped her grades, was beaten by her mother and father, the next day I went to school found that she didn't come to school.
I came to her she's at home, a corner to cry, I used to have a look at her'll hurt all over, I asked her, "what's wrong with you." She said to me: "mom hit me, I good sad, she is the first hit me."
I was angry for her mother said: "she's your daughter, even if she is bad to also can not call her again." Her mother said: "I'm sorry, daughter, mother is wrong, please let we trust." Li sent zhang said: mom, I would like to challenge you.
This is my friend, my good friend forever.
是一个可爱的女生，她的天真是我们快乐的起源，她的快乐带给了我们笑容。
她的名字叫李送张，她的眼睛大大的，嘴巴像樱桃，可爱极了，头发长长的，她擅长跳绳，跑步，跳远，等等……
她在学校她的成绩很好，每次都拿第一，有一次她的成绩下降了，被她的爸爸妈妈打了，第二天我来到学校发现她没来上学。
我来到她家她在家的一个角落哭，我过去一看她满身都是伤，我问她：“你怎么了。”她对我说：“妈妈打我，我好伤心，她是第一次打我。”
我生气的对她的妈妈说：“她是你女儿，即使她考的再不好也不可以打她啊。”她妈妈说：“对不起，女儿，妈妈错了，请你愿谅。”李送张说：妈妈我愿谅你。
这就是我的朋友，我永远的好朋友。
Shopping came in an endless stream, some are buying New Year pictures, some are buying necessities and some sit around the stove fire box to watch TV, there are people playing mahjong playing poker, and so on.
The street colourful, all kinds of people, a full range of variety of goods, full of beautiful things in eyes, I'm afraid people want to buy what all difficult to choose!
Lights before the Spring Festival, every family, every family dressed house having a unique style, each have each personality. They bought them to put out all fit inside. Bought New Year paintings how stick method, then each have their own style and preferences. Some dish, some backwards, and the crooked stick, each has his strong point. People buy vegetables all fixed, such as the Spring Festival comes, only can be a festival. Families with firecrackers, people wear new clothes, preparing New Year, before the Spring Festival, people go out, if met good friends, always mouth don't forget to say: "the streets!"
The Spring Festival, the children will get up early, to mom and dad's room, the traditional New Year ceremony. The children of parents said some lucky though, my parents brought out New Year's money, let the children happily. Everybody hope this year to luck, a thriving business.
“Who moved my cheese?”is a story about changethat takes place in a Maze where four amusingcharacters look for “Cheese”.cheese being ametaphor for what we want to have in life, whetherit is a job, a relationship, money,a big house,freedom, health, recognition, spiritual peace, oreven an activity like joggingor golf.Each of us has ourown idea of what Cheese is, and we pursue itbecause we believe it can makes ushappy.If we get it, we often become attached to it. And if welose it, or it’s taken away, it can be traumatic.The “Maze” in the story represents where youspend time looking for what you want.It can be the organization you work in, the communityyou live in, or the relationships you have in your life.In the storyyou will see that the two micedo better when they are faced with change because they keep things simple,while the two littlepeople’s complex brains and human emotions complicate things.It is not that mice aresmarter. We all know people are more intelligent than mice.However, as you watch what thefour characters do,and realize both the mice and the little people represent parts ofourselves,the simple and the complex,you can see it would be to our advantage to do thesimple things that work when things change.
The Story of WHO MOVED MY CHEESE?(Extracted)
Having cheese makes you happy.The more important your cheese is to you, the more you wantto hold on to it.If you do not change you can become extinct.What would you do if you weren’tafraid?Smell the cheese often so you know when it is getting old.Movement in a new directionhelps you find new cheese.When you move beyond your fear, you feel free.Imagining myselfenjoying new cheese, even before I find it, leads me to find it.The quicker you let go of oldcheese, the sooner you find new cheese.It is safer to search in the Maze than remain in acheeseless situation.Old beliefs do not lead you to new cheese.When you see that you can findand enjoy new cheese you can change course.Noticing small changes early helps you to adaptto thebigger changes that are to come.
THE HANDWRITING ON THE WALL:
Change Happens - They keep moving the cheese.Anticipate Change - Get ready for the cheeseto move.Monitor Change - Smell the cheese so you know when itis getting old.Adapt To ChangeQuickly - The quicker you let go of old cheese, the sooner you can enjoy new cheese.Change -Move with thecheese.EnjoyChange - Savor theadventure and enjoy the taste of new cheese.Beready to change quickly and enjoy it again.They keep movingthe cheese.Move With The CheeseAnd Enjoy It!
《谁动了我的奶酪》讲的是一个关于“变化”的故事。故事发生在一个迷宫中，有四个可爱的小生灵在迷宫中寻找他们的奶酪。故事里的“奶酪”是对我们在现实生活中所追求目标的一种比喻，它可以是一份工作，一种人际关系，可以是金钱，一幢豪宅，还可以是自由、健康、赏识、精神自由，甚至还可以只是一项运动，如慢跑、高尔夫球等。我们每个人的内心都有自己想要的“奶酪”，我们追寻它，想要得到它，因为我们相信，它会带给我们幸福和快乐。而一旦我们得到了自己梦寐以求的奶酪，又常常会对它产生依赖心理，甚至成为的附庸。这时如果我们忽然失去了它，或者它被人拿走了，我们将会因此而受到极大的伤害。故事里的“迷宫”代表着你花时间寻求着的东西所在的地方，它可以是你效力的机构，你生活的社区，亦或是你生活中的某种人际关系。在故事里，你会发现，当面对变化时两个老鼠做得比两个小矮人要好，因为他们总是把事情简单化，而当两个小矮人所具有的复杂的脑筋和人类的情感，却总是把事情变得复杂化。这并不是说老鼠比人更聪明。我们都知道人类更具智慧。当你观察故事中四个角色的行为时，你会发现，其实老鼠和小矮人代表我们自身的不同方面，简单的一面和复杂的一面，当事物发生变化时，或许简单行事会给我们带来许多的便利和益处。
谁动了我的奶酪(节选)
拥有奶酪让你幸福。奶酪对你来说越是重要，你就越想抓住它。如果你不改变，你就会被淘汰。如果你无所畏惧，你会怎样做呢?经常闻一闻你的奶酪，你就会知道，它什么时候开始变质。朝新的方向前进，你就会发现新的奶酪。当你超越了自己的恐惧时，你就会感到轻松自在。这种享受新奶酪的情景，他看得越清楚，就越相信这会变成现实。现在，他有一种感觉，他就要找到奶酪了，越早放弃旧的奶酪，你就会越早发现新的奶酪。在迷宫中搜寻比停留在没有奶酪的地方更安全。陈旧的信念不会帮助你找到新的奶酪。当你发现你会找到新的奶酪并且能够享用它时，你就会改变你的路线。尽早注意细小的变化，这将有助于你适应即将来临的更大的变化。
墙上的字写道:
让改变发生，他们要让奶酪动起来。变化总是在发生他们总是不断地拿走你的奶酪。预见变化随时做好奶酪被拿走的准备。追踪变化经常闻一闻你的奶酪，以便知道它们什么时候开始变质。尽快适应变化越早放弃旧的奶酪，你就会越早享用到新的奶酪。改变，随着奶酪的变化而变化。享受变化!尝试冒险，去享受新奶酪的美味!做好迅速变化的准备不断地去享受变化。记住：他们仍会不断地拿走你的奶酪。随着奶酪的变化而变化，并享受变化!
The Spring Festival, is an important festival, we the Chinese nation to paste Spring Festival couplets, set off firecrackers, shou sui, happy New Year, and so on. Different nations have different customs.
New Year, we put on new clothes, affix Spring Festival couplets, prepares to welcome the New Year. In the evening, our whole family to eat dumplings, dumplings with a layer of meaning: bonanza. Because dumplings like a wing, wing in ancient times is money. Shou sui obviously < < gala > >, there is no < < gala > >, which means there is no meaning. We sat on the sofa, laughter, watching < < gala > >, feel happy.
On the first day, my father and I sat their car, walk in the newly built road, although the bitter, but still fun. To grandma's, I worship the annual as grandma got a big red envelopes, thought: this year make a fortune! Then and grandma neighbors a year. Then come to uncle's house, come to uncle's home, as to the paradise of the book, grants, science, art... In uncle's home after dinner, I received a red envelope and some books, I want a little bit digest with some books. It's so nice to come to uncle's home!
I am really happy, is really a happy Spring Festival!
——经典唯美短美文摘抄(精选五篇)
心中，那个月亮弯，停泊着历史的古船，沉淀着文化的靛蓝，静静地，为你守盼，那份真实的灿烂。——题记
很喜欢一个人捧着茶杯品茶的感觉。渐渐西斜的残阳，一抹霞红穿透剔亮的玻璃，掩映着书房里一排排古色发黄的线装书。一腾热气冲淡了黄昏，凝缩的那份脆干的青绿在热水中翻跃，升腾，一旦浸润了湿，就贪婪地吮吸久违的甘露，伸伸懒腰，缓缓的，蹬蹬腿，在古铜色的花杯中舒展开久封的筋骨。于是，脉胳渐显了，青绿在热水中延散了，一片片风干的茶叶在浸润中寻到了绿的真实，回到了曾在树枝上招摇的青春与真实，清清的，露珠，泥土的味道弥漫在小屋，一份还真带来的醉香荡漾在心头。
因为品茶，因为爱真，谈及历史，谈及文化，也守着不变的概念——真。
我的书架上有着古老而真实的文化，明刻本，线装书，发黄的记忆，永久的思索，不管春温秋肃，还是大喜悦大悲愤，捧起一本原版古书，放在心头，最后总得要闭一闭眼睛，*一*心跳，回归于历史的冷漠，理性的严峻，从一页页几欲风干的书页中，我品到了一份历史的真实，文化的真实。
从未想过要为文化说点什么，只到昨天，同学凌到我家，对着这一排排原版古旧的陈书而大笑，"你真傻，何不买几张电脑光盘，既不需像你这样旧书堆得似山高，又不需捧着文言实虚词嚼半日却难解其内容。"我先是惊愕，继而苦笑。莫名中有丝淡淡的哀愁，名著古书融注于光盘，竟还翻译成浅显易懂的白话文，我不敢想，我不知道"两弯似蹙非蹙绢烟眉，一双似喜非喜含情目"该怎样翻译，我不知道"态生两靥之愁，娇袭一身之病"用时髦的白话文该怎么讲，我不知道"冷雨敲碎吟上心"的心情用白话文如何描绘，又如何让读者真正领会？古典的故事，历史的沉重又怎能用一两句干巴浅显的白话文阐释得清？
还记得余秋雨写在《藏书》中的那句话，当学生问他为何藏如此多明刻线装书，藏这些原版发黄的记忆时，他说："那是历史风尘，旧得有味，真实。"是的，原版的文言书固然难读难懂，但有厚度，一旦失去了原版的真实，几句白话文，简写本已失去了厚度，很容易被岁月长河风干，甚至脆折。
我们需要真实，需要那种古典文化事业的象征，而非简单的故事情节，浅显的内容。
永远为"真"守盼。
雨丝穿过，朦胧淡黄色的路灯那无悔的守候，洒在这江南古镇悠长悠长的巷口。朋友的一句相邀，我便欣然理解，我总喜欢打着雨伞，随意漫步在金乡这如迷宫般的街巷，听着三轮车那咿呀曼妙的韵律声在身边来回游走，今夜，无需款待，不用酒楼，我只要一杯同春酒，一包兰花豆。
怎能遗忘那年的元夕，迎旭岛的灯谜会后，那温暖甜蜜的汤圆入喉，那滋味让人有浓浓家的感受，怎能遗忘那年的狮山樱花开后，参观的游客几乎布满了整个瀛洲，那香味让人频频回首，怎能遗忘梅岭古道的流水淙淙，又怎能遗忘小城故事的茶香悠悠。你便如那吴侬软语的姑娘，在我难舍的别离后，梦里依然那么美丽温柔。
浓厚的文化底蕴渗透入了那沧桑斑驳的古城楼，有太多太多的景观遗迹，有太多太多的人文历史，有太多太多的文采风流，朋友说：“我不是打广告，我也不是吹牛，来了，你就不想走。”是，我来了，我不想走。
再炽烈的阳光亦被那绿荫轻收，我多想躺在西门的古树旁，懒洋洋一觉就睡到午后。我多想在梅岭头的古道上留恋不走，望落叶幽径入深秋。我多想泛舟石砰，对着碧海蓝天，观夕阳余晖，悠悠然随波逐流。
有谁明白太*洋的海风曾吹过方宅那欧式古建筑的窗口，唤醒如今雨后春笋般的多少高楼。又有谁明白金乡的八卦巷道藏着抗倭先辈的多少爱恨情愁，祖上的多少儿时回忆跟游子的多少乡愁。又有谁明白十八步的青山依旧，古道依旧，古寺的钟声依旧，而岁月却已过了多少个年头多少个春秋。
今夜，茶未喝透，酒未喝够，我多想就这样赖着不走，我多想能站在云台山的至高点张开双臂拥抱着这多情的金乡，今夜，能不能不走。
火红色的晚霞，燃尽了上空半边天，逐渐，云卷云舒，亦开始消散，似乎与今朝互道离别。草黄色的天幕开始收敛的同时，夜幕也在静悄悄地吞噬了苍穹，凝望天边那轮，染红天涯如血的落日，收起了万丈光芒，纵身一跃，藏在了山腰后。凄凉的夜风又起兮！阁楼珠帘晃动，苏幕起卷，疑似何人乍然侵入。
风吹进，摇曳着案台边烛火，幻灭的烛影，欲灭又止，一如一段沉事，欲忘却却欲难忘。凭栏哀叹释怀，轻笑爱难断，愁难断，唯有借一杯浊酒，酌酒解思量，以打消念头，殊不知，酒入愁肠愁更愁，无奈感倍增。目锁朱窗外，晚风乍起，吹皱起江湖中一波涟漪，却荡漾在阁楼里的那人紧掩的心扉，心事随风潜入了心底，谁人知解？
清风伴随明月，今夜多了几许思念，几份哀伤。一场晚风，吹起了过往的不堪，拭泪叹道：“过往桃花还能依旧笑春风，如今却道是人面不知何处去？”旧时光，年少沧桑，回忆起曾相依偎的儿女情长，一宿的难眠，一人独步阁楼伤怀，思念着谁曾留下的发香。夜晚那凄凉的风，又吹皱起谁残破的衣裳？一拂袖一步伤，孤夜凄凉，泪落两行，仅剩，凋谢的朱颜。
斟一壶杜康，把酒迎风，借风相送，送去那段情缘，曾记旧时两欢颜，今却将碎心品尝，欢声笑，共把桃花赏，但如今，回忆里，你却为我种下了伤，唯有借清风，让这段苦忆随风淡然飘去，只因为，曾经誓言犹如风中的花瓣，现已随风飘远，只叹，爱亦难，别亦难，忘记太难，回忆总在黑夜中放肆纠缠，在这深夜辗转难眠，一切又仿佛就在昨天。
临立屋檐，隐约见那漫天细雨连绵。这一夜的雨，似斩不断的情丝，轻轻牵动心船随之荡漾。轻风拂过脸庞，摇曳着树叶沙沙作响，一阵微凉沁脾。
抬头，遥望那无尽的星空之上，银月的无私给大地的光亮。由繁星点缀，星空变得灿烂。那一片银霜，让九天之上的雨水都闪烁着珍珠般耀眼的光芒。夜凉如水，带给昆虫奏响的乐章一份凄凉。还有那弯裹着冰霜的圆月，带给万物一片冰雪，银装素裹了一切。
坐上椅，斟一壶愁情香茗，品味人间酸甜，感受世间苦辣。再翻开泛黄的白皮书，见记忆在指尖跳跃，思绪纷纷洒，一点一滴包含着浓浓深情。
静静欣赏雨滴严檐而下，飞溅的雨水白璧微瑕，没落了惘然，自离殇。待雨落尽，繁华过处，尽是花离落。踏上暗香弥漫的小径，把时光谱作曲，为韶华唱首歌，伴随各种昆虫的乐声，让唱响的哀伤悠扬。
人间沧桑，世态炎凉。繁花落尽，四溢芬芳，似烟花一瞬的灿烂，溢彩流光，易冷微凉。站定自然中，仰望，无尽的苍穹之上，繁星点缀黑暗，圆月照亮希望，梦在翱翔。
黑夜迷蒙双眼，虽有皎洁月光，却还是看不清、望不远。前路茫茫，那里，是何方？是理想放飞的希望？还是黎明前的黑暗？亦或是明火点燃的希望，明烛点亮的梦想。风雨折断了幻想的翅膀，使希望跌荡，摔得遍体鳞伤，已幻灭理想。如那滴滴点点的细雨，一晃，四溅飞散。
岁月在历史长河，经过雨滴的延长，河流在加速流淌，追溯荡漾的时光，回望，已是流年成殇。烟雨朦胧，落空理想，情感惨淡。风华正茂时，珍惜岁月美好的时光。
每当雪花飘起的时候，总有一股抹不去的情节，会想起儿时雪天的记忆，虽然模糊但也清晰。那时每年的冬季很冷，但依然喜欢飘雪的日子，看着满天迷蒙飘舞的雪花总有想不完的心事，想着那雪花晶莹剔透的造型是怎么来的，为什么可以来却不能回。
儿时喜欢用双手捧接着雪花，看着在手心里慢慢的融化，水滴从指缝里滴出来，把手放在嘴巴上哈着气取暖。雪厚了喜欢朋友在一起打雪仗，看谁打得准，弄得满身湿漉漉的。喜欢堆雪人，虽然没什么造型，滚个脑袋放在上面，画个眼睛，拍打一个大鼻子粘上，远远望去真的像一个胖娃娃坐在那里，那份幸福留在心里。
母亲总在门口大声的招呼着，叫回家烤火。母亲拍打着我身上的雪花，拉着冻红的小手放在炉子边上烤着，身上的衣服散发着热气。看到母亲脸上没有生气，揉搓着自己的小手就觉得心里暖暖的。
长大了，母亲离去了，永远的在天国里安眠。自己也为人父，懂了很多事，有时就常常想，人的一生就像这雪花一样，由水气儿合成，聚成重量而坠落大地，亲吻泥土悄然而去，什么痕迹也没有留下，只是滋润了土地，孕育了新的生命。
人生的过程是漫长的，苦难和幸福从来不是孪生的兄弟姐妹，很多事情都是不以自己意志为转移的，有的人一生勤奋却劳而无获，有的人生在富贵人家，衣食无忧过奢侈的生活，但内心的世界里都有自己的快乐，不管是幸运的、悲伤的，只是对快乐的理解不同罢了。
雪花还在飘着，洒洒洋洋的铺满了大地，人生无有尽头都在缓慢的挪动着自己的脚步，朝着自己的方向，一刻也没有停留。
看着片片的雪花，泛起片片的深情，伸开双手等飞舞的雪花在手心里融化……
