True Nobility真正的高贵
In a calm sea every man is a pilot.
在风平浪静的大海上,每个人都是领航员。
But all sunshine without shade, all pleasure without pain, is not life at all.Take the lot of the happiest - it is a tangled yarn.Bereavements and bleings,one following another, make us sad and bleed by turns.Even death itself makes life more loving.Men come closest to their true selves in the sober moments of life, under the shadows of sorrow and lo.
但只有阳光没有阴影,只有快乐没有痛苦,根本不是真正的生活.就拿最幸福的人来说,他的生活也是一团缠结在一起的乱麻。痛苦与幸福交替出现,使得我们一会悲伤一会高兴。甚至死亡本身都使得生命更加可爱。在人生清醒的时刻,在悲伤与失落的阴影之下,人们与真实的自我最为接近。
In the affairs of life or of busine, it is not intellect that tells so much as character, not brains so much as heart, not genius so much as self-control, patience, and discipline, regulated by judgment.在生活和事业的种种事务之中，性格比才智更能指导我们，心灵比头脑更能引导我们，而由判断获得的克制、耐心和教养比天分更能让我们受益。
I have always believed that the man who has begun to live more seriously within begins to live more simply without.In an age of extravagance and waste, I wish I could show to the world how few the real wants of humanity are.
我一向认为，内心生活开始更为严谨的人，他的外在生活也会变得更为简朴。在物欲横流的年代，但愿我能向世人表明：人类的真正需求少得多么可怜。
To regret one\'s errors to the point of not repeating them is true repentance.There is nothing noble in being superior to some other man.The true nobility is in being superior to your previous self.反思自己的过错不至于重蹈覆辙才是真正的悔悟。高人一等并没有什么值得夸耀的。真正的高贵是优于过去的自已。
Write Your Own Life.书写你的生命
Suppose someone gave you a pen — a sealed, solid-colored pen.You couldn’t seehow much ink it had.
假设有人给了你一枝笔，一枝密封的、纯色的水笔，里面有多少墨水你看不到。
It might run dry after the first few tentative words or last just long enough to create a masterpiece (or several) that would last forever and make a difference in the scheme of things.You don’t know before you begin.
很可能刚刚试写几字便用干耗尽；也可能足以完成一部或几部杰作，永存于世，使世事为之大变。Under the rules of the game, you really never know.You have to take achance!
而这一切你在动笔之前却是一无所知。根据游戏的规则，你确实永远也不会知道，只能冒一下险。Actually, no rule of the game states you must do anything.Instead of picking up and using the pen, you could leave it on a shelf or in a drawer where it will dry up, unused.
而事实上，也没有规则说你就一定要做些什么。你大可以把笔搁在架子上、放在抽屉里，弃置不用，任墨水蒸发干净。
But if you do decide to use it, what would you do with it? How would you play the game?
然而，如果你真的决定使用，你会做什么？怎么来做这个游戏？
Wouldyou plan and plan before you ever wrote a word?
你会左计划、右计划，然后才慢慢下笔吗？
Would your plans be so extensive that you never even got to the writing?
计划会不会太泛太多，根本就达不到写作这一步？
Or would you take the pen in hand, plunge right in and just do it, struggling to keep up with the twists and turns of the torrents of words that take you where they take you?
会不会提笔在手迫不及待地投入其中，任由手中的笔、笔下的字带着你在词海中上下翻腾、左突右冲？Would you write cautiously and carefully, as if the pen might run dry the next moment, or would you pretend or believe (or pretend to believe) that the pen will write forever and proceed accord gly?会不会下笔谨小慎微，似乎墨水随时都将干涸？会不会假装或相信、或假装相信笔中墨水永不会枯竭，任你挥洒？
And of what would you write: Of love? Hate? Fun?Misery?Life?Death?Nothing Everything?
你会写些什么？爱情？仇恨？乐趣？痛苦？生命？死亡？虚无空空抑或世事万种？
Would you write to please just yourself? Or others?Or yourself by writing for others?
是会用来自娱？还是取悦他人？还是为人写作而愉悦自身？
Would your strokes be tremblingly timid or brilliantly bold? Fancy with a flourish or plain?
你的一笔一划会颤抖怯懦还是亮丽大胆？花里胡哨还是朴实无华？
Would you even write? Once you have the pen, no rule says you have to write.Would you sketch? Scribble? Doodle or draw?
你确实会去写吗？你一旦有了这枝笔，却也没有规则说你一定就要去写。你会粗粗写来？潦潦草草？信手涂鸦？还是认真描画？
Would you stay in or on the lines, or see no lines at all, even if they were there? Or are they? There’s a lot to think about here, isn’t there?
你会写在线里还是写在线上，或者对纸上的线格根本就视而不见？真的有什么线格吗？此时此刻，有很多东西值得思考，不是吗？
Now, suppose someone gave you a life...
那么，假设有人给了你一次生命……
cherish now no longer mied 珍惜现在不再错过
John, a famous musician, took his pricele antique zither and played it in the crowded subway station.The music emanating from the zither was delicately streaming throughout the whole station.However, during the one-hour play, only six or seven people were truly appreciating the charming music.A three-year-old kid was so fascinated by the music that he forgot everything around.John only got 52 U.S.dollar for his work that day.
音乐家约翰带着一把价值不菲的古董名琴，悄悄来到人潮不断的地铁站演奏。弦音曼妙，在空旷处流淌。将近一小时的演奏中，真正驻足聆听者只有六七人。最捧场的是一位三岁小童，听得入神。约翰当天得到52美元赏金。
However, in normal days, when John is about to hold a concert, one ticket can be sold at more than 100 dollars and it is extremely hard to buy a ticket even at such a high price.Therefore, later, many paers-by in the station that day felt deeply regretful for not recognizing the famous musician and miing such a valuable but cheap music feast.
平日，约翰的演奏会举行时，一张票超过100美元，且一票难求。后来，不少当时就在地铁站的观众扼腕自己眼拙，错过了一场免费或者廉价的音乐盛宴。
I have a very busy friend who had totally changed after knowing that hiswife came down with acute illne.He cooked by himself for the family and took a walk with his wife every day.Nonethele, his wife still did not manage to conquer the illne and paed away after three
months.After that, he often sighed miserably that due to his past busy life, he had mied a lot of beautiful time with his wife.But now, it is impoible to make up for it.
有位忙碌的朋友得知老婆罹患重症，彻头彻尾变了一个人：亲自下厨，陪太太散步……可是妻子敌不过病魔摧残，三个月后就撒手人寰。他很伤感地说，太忙了，错过与妻子营造最美好的人生时光，想弥补却弥补不回来。
A doctor’s son jumped from the 19th floor of a building and left a posthumous letter which expreed his strong desire for staying more with his father, going to see a movie with his father, etc.Not until his son committed suicide had the doctor realized that the most precious thing is not career achievement, but the tight and intact family bonds.
医生的儿子从19楼一跃而下，留下一封遗书，信中留言：最想爸爸陪他，最想看电影，最希望快快乐乐……儿子自杀之后，爸爸才明白，人生中最珍贵的不是成就，而是亲情。
It is no use crying over spilt milk.We have mied a lot of precious things in our life without knowing to cherish them.
可惜千金难买早知道，很多美好的事，往往简简单单就被轻易错过了。
Actually, I also mied something precious before.The reason why we would have mied those precious things is le than simple: we had thought that we could still own them tomorrow.事实上，我也错过一些事。错过的理由很简单：以为还有明天。
Neverthele, tomorrow is actually by no means reliable.There was a famous Buddhist monk saying that in many people’s lives, they have only done two things: waiting and regretting.The result is that they were always too late to cherish what they had before they lost it.We would often claim to do something when we grow up, or when we have money or when we become old, etc.However, when we reach the condition we have expected, we could no longer do realize our wish any more, because we have lost it by then.
事实上，明天是不可靠的。要不，日休禅师怎么会说，很多人的一生中，只做了“等待”与“后悔”两件事，合起来就叫“来不及”。我们老爱说：长大再说，有钱再说，老了再说……可是到了那时候，却什么都不必说了。
Love Is Just a Thread.爱只是一根线
Sometimes I really doubt whether there is love between my parents.Every day they are very busy trying to earn money in order to pay the high tuition for my brother and me.They don’t act in the romantic ways that I read in books or I see on TV.In their opinion, ―I love you‖ is too luxurious for them to say.Sending flowers to each other on Valentine’s Day is even more out of the question.Finally my father has a bad temper.When he’s very tired from the hard work, it is easy for him to lose his temper.
有时候，我真的怀疑父母之间是否有真爱。他们天天忙于赚钱，为我和弟弟支付学费
。他们从未像我在书中读到，或在电视中看到的那样互诉衷肠。他们认为”我爱你”太奢
侈，很难说出口。更不用说在情人节送花这样的事了。我父亲的脾气非常坏。经过一天的
劳累之后，他经常会发脾气。
One day, my mother was sewing a quilt.I silently sat down beside her and looked at her.一天，母亲正在缝被子，我静静地坐在她旁边看着她。
“Mom, I have a question to ask you,‖ I said after a while.
过了一会，我说：”妈妈，我想问你一个问题。”
“What?‖ she replied, still doing her work.“什么问题?”她一边继续缝着，一边回答道。
“Is there love between you and Dad?‖ I asked her in a very low voice.
我低声地问道：”你和爸爸之间有没有爱情啊?”
My mother stopped her work and raised her head with surprise in her eyes.She didn’t answer immediately.Then she bowed her head and continued to sew the quilt.
母亲突然停下了手中的活，满眼诧异地抬起头。她没有立即作答。然后低下头，继续缝被子。
I was very worried because I thought I had hurt her.I was in a great embarrament and I didn’t know what I should do.But at last I heard my mother say the following words:
我担心伤害了她。我非常尴尬，不知道该怎么办。不过，后来我听见母亲说：
“Susan,‖ she said thoughtfully, ―Look at this thread.Sometimes it appears, but most of it
disappears in the quilt.The thread really makes the quilt strong and durable.If life is a quilt, then love should be a thread.It can hardly be seen anywhere or anytime, but it’s really there.Love is inside.‖
“苏珊，看看这些线。有时候，你能看得见，但是大多数都隐藏在被子里。这些线使被子 坚固耐用。如果生活就像一床被子，那么爱就是其中的线。你不可能随时随地看到它，但 是它却实实在在地存在着。爱是内在的。
I listened carefully but I couldn’t understand her until the next spring.At that time, my father suddenly got sick seriously.My mother had to stay with him in the hospital for a month.When they returned from the hospital, they both looked very pale.It seemed both of them had had a serious illne.
我仔细地听着，却无法明白她的话，直到来年的春天。那时候，我父亲得了重病。母亲在
医院里待了一个月。当他们从医院回来的时候，都显得非常苍白。就像他们都得了一场重病一样。 After they were back, every day in the morning and dusk, my mother helped my father walk slowly on the country road.My father had never been so gentle.It seemed they were the most harmonious couple.Along the country road, there were many beautiful flowers, green gra and trees.The sun gently glistened through the leaves.All of these made up the most beautiful picture in the world.
他们回来之后，每天的清晨或黄昏，母亲都会搀扶着父亲在乡村的小路上漫步。父亲从未 如此温和过。他们就像是天作之合。在小路旁边，有许多美丽的野花、绿草和树木。阳光 穿过树叶的缝隙，温柔地照射在地面上。这一切形成了一幅世间最美好的画面。
The doctor had said my father would recover in two months.But after two months he still couldn’t walk by himself.All of us were worried about him.
医生说父亲将在两个月后康复。但是两个月之后，他仍然无法独立行走。我们都很为他担心 “Dad, how are you feeling now?‖ I asked him one day.
有一天，我问他：“爸爸，你感觉怎么样?”
“Susan, don’t worry about me.‖ he said gently.―To tell you the truth, I just like walking with your mom.I like this kind of life.‖ Reading his eyes, I know he loves my mother deeply.
他温和地说：“苏珊，不用为我担心。跟你说吧，我喜欢与你妈妈一块散步的感觉。我喜 欢这种生活。”从他的眼神里，我看得出他对母亲的爱之深刻。
Once I thought love meant flowers, gifts and sweet kies.But from this experience, I understand that love is just a thread in the quilt of our life.Love is inside, making life strong and warm..我曾经认为爱情就是鲜花、礼物和甜蜜的亲吻。但是从那一刻起，我明白了，爱情就像是 生活中被子里的一根线。爱情就在里面，使生活变得坚固而温暖。
海子诗歌欣赏《面朝大海春暖花开》
从明天起，做一个幸福的人
From tomorrow on, I will be a happy person;
喂马，劈柴，周游世界
Grooming, chopping, and traveling all over the world.
从明天起，关心粮食和蔬菜
From tomorrow on, I will care foodstuff and vegetables,
我有一所房子，面朝大海，春暖花开
I have a house,towards the sea, with spring flowers blooming.
从明天起，和每一个亲人通信
From tomorrow on, I will write to each of my dear ones,
告诉他们我的幸福
Telling them of my happine,
那幸福的闪电告诉我的
What the lightening of bleedne has told me,
我将告诉每一个人
I will spread it to each of them.
给每一条河每一座山取一个温暖的名字
And give a warm name for every river and every mountain.
陌生人，我也为你祝福
Strangers, I will also give you my well-wishing.
愿你有一个灿烂的前程
May you have a brilliant future!
愿你有情人终成眷属
May you lovers eventually become spouse!
愿你在尘世获得幸福
May you enjoy happine in this earthly world!
我也愿面朝大海，春暖花开
I only wish to face the sea, with spring flowers blooming.
The Subtle Feeling淡淡的感觉
I like the subtle fresh green budding from the branches of the tree–the herald of spring, ushering in the dawn...
我喜欢这种淡淡的感觉我喜欢看树枝上那淡淡的嫩绿,它是春天的使者,它是一天清晨的开始……I like the subtle flow of cloud that makes the sky seem even more vast, azure and immense...我喜欢天空中那淡淡的云，它将天空衬的更高更蓝更宽……
I like the subtle wind.In spring, it steals a ki on my cheek; in autumn, it carees my face; in summer, it brings in cool sweet smell; in winter, it carries a crisp chilline...
我喜欢淡淡的风。春风轻吻脸颊，秋风抚面温柔，夏天的风送来凉爽，冬天的风带来清凉……
I like the subtle taste of tea that last long after a sip.The subtle bitter is what it is meant to be...
我喜欢喝淡淡的茶,淡淡之中才品出它余味的清香,淡淡的苦才是它原来的味道……
I like the subtle friendship that does not hold people together.In stead, an occasional greeting spreads our longings far beyond..
我喜欢追求淡淡的友谊。彼此之间不需要天天在一起，偶尔一句：你好吗？思念就像发芽一样蔓延开来……
I like the subtle longing for a friend, when I sink deeply in a couch, mind wandering in memories of the past...
我喜欢淡淡地思念一个人,静静地将自己包围在沙发之中，任思绪在回忆里飘荡……
Love should also be subtle, without enslaving the ones fallen into her arms.Not a bit le nor a bit more...
爱也要淡淡的。爱，不要成为囚，少是愁多也是忧……
Subtle friendship is true; subtle greetings are enough; subtle love is tender; subtle longing is deep; subtle wishes come from the bottom of your heart...
淡淡的一点友谊很真，淡淡的一点问候很醇，淡淡的一点依恋很清，淡淡的一点孤独很美，淡淡的一点思念很深，淡淡的一点祝福最真……
