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“…iwasrich,ifnotinmoney,insunnyhoursandsummerdays.”-----henrydavidthoreau.“……我虽然不富甲天下，却拥有无数个艳阳天和夏日。”----亨利·大卫·梭罗whenthoreauwrotethatline,hewasthinkingofthewalden.pondheknewasaboy.写这句话时，梭罗想起孩提时代的瓦尔登湖。woodchoppersandtheironhorsehadnotyetgreatlydamagedthebeautyofitssetting.aboycouldgotothepondandlieonhisbackagainsttheseatofaboat,lazilydriftingfromshoretoshorewhiletheloonsdivedandtheswallowsdippedaroundhim.thoreaulovedtorecallsuchsunnyhoursandsummerdays“whenidlenesswasthemostattractiveandproductivebusiness.”当时伐木者和火车尚未严重破坏湖畔的美丽景致。小男孩可以走向湖中，仰卧小舟。自一岸缓缓漂向另一岸，周遭有鸟儿戏水，燕子翻飞。梭罗喜欢回忆这样的艳阳天和夏日，“慵懒是最迷人也是最具生产力的事情！”itoowasaboyinlovewithapond,richinsunnyhoursandsummerdays.sunandsummerarestillwhattheyalwayswere,buttheboyandthepondchanged.theboy,whoisnowaman,nolongerfindmuchtimeforidledrifting.thepondhasbeenannexedbyagreatcity.theswampswhereheronsoncehuntedarenowdrainedandfilledwithhouses.thebaywherewaterliliesquietlyfloatedisnowaharborformotorboats.inshort,everythingthattheboylovednolongerexists----exceptintheman'smemoryofit.我也曾经是热爱湖塘的小男孩，拥有无数个艳阳天与夏日。如今阳光、夏日依旧，男孩和湖塘却已改变。那男孩已长大成人，不再有那么多时间泛舟湖上。而湖塘也为大城市所并。曾有苍鹭觅食的沼泽，如今已枯竭殆尽，上面盖满了房舍。睡莲静静漂浮的湖湾。现在成了汽艇的避风港。总之，男孩所爱的一切已不复存在----只留在人们的回忆中。somepeopleinsistthatonlytodayandtomorrowmatter.buthowmuchpoorerwewouldbeifwereallylivedbythatrule!somuchofwhatwedotodayisfrivolousandfutileandsoonforgotten.somuchofwhatwehopetodotomorrowneverhappens.有些人坚持认为只有今日和明日才是重要的，可是如果真的照此生活，我们将是何其可怜！许多今日我们做的事徒劳不足取的，很快就会被忘记。许多我们期待明天将要做的事却从来没有发生过。thepastisthebankinwhichwestoreourmostvaluablepossession:thememoriesthatgivemeaninganddepthtoourlives.过去是一所银行。我们将最可贵的财产---记忆珍藏其中。记忆赐予我们生命的意义和深度。thosewhotrulytreasurethepastwillnotbemoanthepassingofthegoodolddays,becausedaysenshrinedinmemoryareneverlost.deathitselfispowerlesstostillarememberedvoiceorerasearememberedsmile.andforoneboywhoisnowaman,thereisapondwhichneithertimenortidecanchange,wherehecanstillspendaquitehourinthesun.真正珍惜过去的人，不会悲叹旧日美好时光的逝去。因为藏于记忆中的时光永不流失。死亡本身无法止住一个记忆中的声音，或擦除一个记忆中的微笑。对现已长大成人的那个男孩来说，那儿将有一个湖塘不会因时间和潮汐而改变，可以让他继续在阳光下享受安静时光。有点长了 不过这篇很不错读起来很舒服 挑你喜欢的句子摘抄吧~

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An ant is a wise creature for itself， but it is a shrewd thing in an orchard2 or garden.And certainly men that are great lovers of themselves waste the public. Divide with reasonbetween self-love and society； and be so true to thyself， as thou be not false to others； spe-cially to thy king and country. It is a poor centre of a man's actions， himself. It is rightearth. For that only stands fast upon his own centre； whereas all things that have affinitywith the heavens， move upon the centre of another， which they benefit. The referring of allto a man's self is more tolerable3 in a sovereign prince； because themselves are not onlythemselves， but their good and evil is at the peril of the public fortune. But it is a desperateevil in a servant to a prince， or a citizen in a republic. For whatsoever affairs pass such aman's hands， he crooketh them to his own ends； which must needs to be often eccentric tothe ends of his master or state. Therefore， let princes， or states， choose such servants ashave not this mark； except they mean their service should be made but the accessory. Thatwhich maketh the effect more pernicious is that all proportion is lost It were disproportionenough for the servant's good to be preferred before the master's； but yet it is a greaterextreme， when a little good of the servant shall carry things against a great good of themaster's. And yet that is the case of bad officers， treasurers， ambassadors， generals， andother false and corrupt4 servants； which set a bias upon their bowl， of their own petty endsand envies， to the overthrow of their master's great and important affairs. And for the mostpart， the good such servants receive is after the model of their own fortune；

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--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 亨利.沃兹渥斯.朗费罗 The day is cold,and dark,and dreary; It rains,and the wind is never weary; The vine still clings to the moldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. My life is cold and dark and dreary; It rains and the wind is never weary; My though still cling to the moldering past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still,sad heart!And cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary. 天冷、阴暗、沉闷； 下着雨，风也刮个不停； 藤还攀附着颓垣残壁， 每来一阵狂风，枯叶附落纷纷， 天真是阴暗而沉闷。 我的生活寒冷、阴郁、沉闷； 下着雨，风也刮个不停； 我的思想还纠缠着消逝的往事， 大风里，我的青春希望相继熄灭， 天真是阴暗而沉闷。 安静吧，忧伤的心！别再悔恨； 乌云后面太阳依然辉煌灿烂； 你命运和大家的一样， 每个人一生都得逢上阴雨， 有些日子必然阴暗而沉闷。 Henry David Thoreau/享利.大卫.梭罗 However mean your life is,meet it and live it ;do not shun it and call it hard names.It is not so bad as you are.It looks poorest when you are richest.The fault-finder will find faults in paradise.Love your life,poor as it is.You may perhaps have some pleasant,thrilling,glorious hourss,even in a poor-house.The setting sun is reflected from the windows of the alms-house as brightly as from the rich man's abode;the snow melts before its door as early in the spring.I do not see but a quiet mind may live as contentedly there,and have as cheering thoughts,as in a palace.The town's poor seem to me often to live the most independent lives of any.May be they are simply great enough to receive without misgiving.Most think that they are above being supported by the town;but it often happens that they are not above supporting themselves by dishonest means.which should be more disreputable.Cultivate poverty like a garden herb,like sage.Do not trouble yourself much to get new things,whether clothes or friends,Turn the old,return to them.Things do not change;we change.Sell your clothes and keep your thoughts. 不论你的生活如何卑贱，你要面对它生活，不要躲避它，更别用恶言咒骂它。它不像你那样坏。你最富有的时候，倒是看似最穷。爱找缺点的人就是到天堂里也能找到缺点。你要爱你的生活，尽管它贫穷。甚至在一个济贫院里，你也还有愉快、高兴、光荣的时候。夕阳反射在济贫院的窗上，像身在富户人家窗上一样光亮；在那门前，积雪同在早春融化。我只看到，一个从容的人，在哪里也像在皇宫中一样，生活得心满意足而富有愉快的思想。城镇中的穷人，我看，倒往往是过着最独立不羁的生活。也许因为他们很伟大，所以受之无愧。大多数人以为他们是超然的，不靠城镇来支援他们；可是事实上他们是往往利用了不正当的手段来对付生活，他们是毫不超脱的，毋宁是不体面的。视贫穷如园中之花而像圣人一样耕植它吧！不要找新的花样，无论是新的朋友或新的衣服，来麻烦你自己。找旧的，回到那里去。万物不变，是我们在变。你的衣服可以卖掉，但要保留你的思想。爱情的见证 Love's Witness Slight unpremeditated Words are borne By every common Wind into the Air; Carelessly utter'd, die as soon as born， And in one instant give both Hope and Fear： Breathing all Contraries with the same Wind According to the Caprice of the Mind. But Billetdoux are constant Witnesses， Substantial Records to Eternity; Just Evidences，who the Truth confess, On which the Lover safely may rely； They're serious Thoughts，digested and resolv'd； And last，when Words are into Clouds devolv'd. 不加思索的轻率话语， 被每一次平凡的呼吸载入空气； 随便说说，刚出口即消失， 一瞬间给人希望和恐惧： 同一气息呼出万般矛盾心肠， 追随心灵无常的遐想。 但情书则是恒常的见证， 直至永恒的实体记录； 公道的证物，它道出真诚， 恋人能在其上安心依附； 它们是严肃的思想，经过深思熟虑； 当话语在云外消失，它们还将延续。 --------------------------- 从不说他做不到 We Never Told Him He Couldn't Do It My son Joey was born with club feet. The doctors assured us that with treatment he would be able to walk normally - but would never run very well. The first three years of his life were spent in surgery, casts and braces. By the time he was eight, you wouldn't know he had a problem when you saw him walk . The children in our neighborhood ran around as most children do during play, and Joey would jump right in and run and play, too. We never told him that he probably wouldn't be able to run as well as the other children. So he didn't know. In seventh grade he decided to go out for the cross-country team. Every day he trained with the team. He worked harder and ran more than any of the others - perhaps he sensed that the abilities that seemed to come naturally to so many others did not come naturally to him. Although the entire team runs, only the top seven runners have the potential to score points for the school. We didn't tell him he probably would never make the team, so he didn't know. He continued to run four to five miles a day, every day - even the day he had a 103-degree fever. I was worried, so I went to look for him after school. I found him running all alone. I asked him how he felt. "Okay," he said. He had two more miles to go. The sweat ran down his face and his eyes were glassy from his fever. Yet he looked straight ahead and kept running. We never told him he couldn't run four miles with a 103-degree fever. So he didn't know. Two weeks later, the names of the team runners were called. Joey was number six on the list. Joey had made the team. He was in seventh grade - the other six team members were all eighth-graders. We never told him he shouldn't expect to make the team. We never told him he couldn't do it. We never told him he couldn't do it...so he didn't know. He just did it. 从不说他做不到 我的儿子琼尼降生时，他的双脚向上弯弯着，医生向我们保证说经过治疗，小琼尼可以像常人一样走路，但像常人一样跑步的可能性则微乎其微。琼尼3岁之前一直在接受治疗，和支架、石膏模子打交道。七八岁的时候，他走路的样子已让人看不出他的腿有过毛病。 邻居的小孩子们做游戏的时候总是跑过来跑过去。毫无疑问小琼尼看到他们玩就会马上加进去跑啊闹的。我们从不告诉他不能像别的孩子那样跑，我们从不说他和别的孩子不一样。因为我们不对他说，所以他不知道。 七年级的时候，琼尼决定参加跑步横穿全美的比赛。每天他和大伙一块训练。也许是意识到自己先天不如别人，他训练得比任何人都刻苦。训练队的前7名选手可以参加最后比赛，为学校拿分。我们没有告诉琼尼；也许会落空，所以他不知道。 他坚持每天跑4~5英里。我永远不会忘记有一次，他发着高烧，但仍坚持训练。我为他担心，于是去学校看他，发现他正在一个人沿着长长的林荫道跑步呢。我问他感觉怎么样，"很好。"他说。还剩下最后两英里。他满脸是汗，眼睛因为发烧失去了光彩。然而他目不斜视，坚持着跑下来。我们从没有告诉他不能发着高烧去跑4英里的路，我们从没有这样对他说，所以他不知道。 两个星期后，在决赛前的3天，长跑队的名次被确定下来。琼尼是第六名，他成功了。他才是个七年级生，而其余的人都是八年级生。我们从没有告诉他不要去期望入选，我们从没有对他说他不会成功。是的，从没说起过……所以他不知道，但他却做到了！