激排爱畅想
巴黎文化
Ah, beautiful paris. For centuries this city has attracted the admiration of the an outdoor concert nearby classical, jazz, opera or chansons, those French folk songs. parisians love their music. The starry sky is their auditorium. You can also hear concerts in the chateaux and cathedrals. In paris the Music never ends.
Don't miss the highlight of paris evening: eating out. parisians are proud of their cuisine. And rightly so; it's s up in front of you the Notre Dame Cathedral （Cathedral of Our Lady）。 Stand in the square in front of the cathedral. Here, you are standing in the center of France. All distances are measured from the front of Notre Dame. Every road in France leads to her front door. All French kings and leaders have journeyed here to commemorate important occasions and give thanks. Notre Dame is the heart ofparis and the heart of France.
Your visit in paris has only just begun. You've just started to discover the charm ofthis old city. May the rest of yourjoumey be unforgettable. pany,even panion that es home at night he cannot sit doy that the latter does, though it may be a more condensed form of it.
大部分时候，我发现独处都是有益于健康的。有人陪伴，即使是最好的同伴，不久也会心生厌烦，兴致将消散。我爱独处。我没有遇见比孤独更好的伴侣了。我们置身国外，立行人群之中，通常比独处室内更加寂寞。一个思考着的或工作着的人总是孤独的，就让他去他想去的地方吧。孤独不是以和同伴之间的距离里程来衡量的。真正勤奋的学生，在剑桥学院一个拥挤的蜂房里，就像沙漠中的苦行僧一样孤单。农夫可以整日在田间或林中独自工作，耕地或者伐木，却并不感到寂寞，因为他有活儿干；可是当他晚上回到家中，却不能在房间坐下独自思考，而必须去“能看到乡亲”的地方消遣娱乐，正如他所想的，去补偿他五天的孤寂；因此他不明白学生如何可以整日整夜地独坐在家里，而不感到倦怠和“优郁”；但他没有意识到，学生虽然身处室内，却依然在自己的田野上耕耘，在自己的森林中采伐。就像农夫在他的田地林间工作一样，之后学生也和农夫一样要去寻求消遣，山要去交朋结友，只是娱乐方式可能更加简明一些。
短篇英语美文摘抄（三）
e to open war.ter if there were but one inhabitant to a square mile, as where I live.The value of a man is not in his skin.
我们相聚的时间十分短暂，没有足够的时间让彼此获得任何有价值的新事物。我们在一日三餐的时候见面，我们就如陈腐的奶略，却让彼此相互品尝出新味道。我们必须一致同意若干条规则，也就是我们所谓的礼节和礼貌，使这种经常的聚会相安无事，我们还要一致同意我们没有争吵的必要。我们在邮局碰面，在社交场合碰面，每天晚上在炉火边碰面；我们生活得很拥挤，相互干扰，彼此牵绊，我想，我们因此失去了对彼此的尊重。当然，所有重要的、真诚的沟通，次数少一些就足够了。想一想工厂里的女工——永远不会独处，甚至在梦中也难得是独自一人。如果一平方英里只有一个居民，就像我这样，那要好多了。一个人的价值不在于他的外在。
Man's youth is a e to.
为什么如此？因为在青春时代，生活充满了奇特而辛酸的不可思议的事。我们在青春年少时带着悲喜交集的心情，十分强烈而不可名状地感受到人生的奇特辛酸、不 可思议的经历。其实质是什么呢？其实质是这样的：青春年少的时候，虽然殷实富足，却非常贫穷；虽然力气强大，却一无所有；世间的富贵荣华触目皆是，简直可 以呼吸到，闻到嗅到，还可以品尝到，心中的自信按捺不住，深切地感受到整个被陶醉了的生活——人类迄今为止所知道的最幸运、最富有的美好幸福的生活， 只要我们决定向前迈步，奋发努力，便立即归我们所有了，并将永远属于我们。然而，我们知道，我们真的永远不能抓到什么，永远不能获得什么，永远不能占有什 么。一切匆匆过去，荡然无存。我们一出手它就烟消云散，飘然而去，一去不复返了。于是，心中泛起阵阵隐痛，看到了自己真实的面孔，看到了自己未来生活的必 然走向。
英语美文摘抄（三）
A young man is so strong， so mad， so certain， and so lost. He has everything and he is able to use nothing. He hurls the great shoulder of his strength forever against phantasmalbarriers， he is a parison.
青年人非常坚强，狂热自信，但容易迷惘混沌，虽然机缘无数，却把握不住，虽然身强体壮，试图冲破重重虚幻的屏障，却如同一个波浪，最终还是无力地消失在旷 远浩淼的大海中央，他伸出手想要抓住斑斓的云烟，他想得到世间的万物，渴望主宰一切，最终却是一无所获。最后，他被自己的力量所毁灭，被自己的饥饿所吞 食，被自己的财富弄得贫穷潦倒。他对金钱或财富的积累不以为意漫不经心，然而最终还是被自己的贪欲所吞噬。
英语美文摘抄（四）
And that is the reason why， when youth is gone， every man will look back upon that period of his life with infinite sorrow and regret. It is the bitter sorrow and regret of a man who knows that once he had a great talent and wasted it ， of a man who knows that once he had a great treasure and got nothing from it ， of a man who knows that he had strength enough for everything and never used it.
青春消逝，蓦然回首，无论是谁，心中都会充满无尽的忧伤，充满无穷的懊悔。曾经才智卓越，却白白浪费了，曾经财富殷实，却一无所有，曾经本事高强，却从未利用。一个认识到自己失落青春的人回忆起来总是充满悲伤和懊悔。
英语美文摘抄带翻译（一）
ent. It is as if a single unimportant event set up a chain of reactions. Let us suppose that you are preparing a meal and keeping an eye on the baby at the same time. The telephone rings and this marks the prelude to an unforeseen series of
catastrophes. an immediately behind the t all this confusion, for they greedily devoured dust is usually a forbidding place. But no one has to muster up courage to enter a less pretentious antique shop. There is alething e in, but that he could not be bothered to open it. Frank begged him to do so and the dealer reluctantly prised it open. The contents of the packing-case. As its composition and line reminded him of an Italian painting he kne behind one of the e from one of the chimneys, but as there were so many of them, the firemen could not be certain which one it was. They located the right chimney by tapping at the walls and listening for the man's cries. After chipping through a wall which was eighteen inches thick, they found that a man had been trapped in the chimney. As it was extremely narrow, the man was unable to move, but the firemen were eventually able to free him by cutting a huge hole in the wall. The sorry-looking, blackened figure that emerged, at once admitted that he had tried to break into the shop during the night but had got stuck in the chimney. He had been there for nearly ten hours. Justice had been done even before the man was handed over to the police.
"正义"这个词常常是同法庭连在一起的。当某人被证据确凿地证明无罪的时候，我们也许会说正义得到了伸张。正义是复杂的法律机器组成部分。那些寻求正义的人走的是一条崎岖的道路，从来没有把握他们最终将到正义。法官无论如何聪明与有名，毕竟也是人，也会出差错的。
在个别情况下，正义不再是一种抽象概念。奖惩的实施是不受人意志支配的。在这种时候，正义像一种有生命的力量行使其职能。当我们说"他罪有应得"这句话的时候，我们部分承认了某种特定的环境使得正义自动地起了作用。
一天上午，当一个小偷在一家大型珠宝店里被人抓住的时候，店员一定会忍不住说："他罪有应得。"那是一座老式的、经过改造的房子，店里有许多废置不用的大壁炉和又高又窄的烟囱。快到中午的时候，一个女售货员听见从一堵墙里传出一种闷声闷气的叫声。由于这种喊叫声重复了几次，她跑去报告经理，经理当即给消防队挂了电话。喊叫声肯定是从烟囱里传出来的，然而，因为烟囱太多，消防队员无法确定到底是哪一个。他们通过叫击烟囱倾叫声而确定传出声音的那个烟囱。他们凿透了18英寸厚的墙壁，发现有个人卡在烟囱里。由于烟囱太窄，那人无法动弹。消防队员在墙上挖了个大洞，才终于把他解救出来。那个看来满脸沮丧、浑身漆黑的家伙从烟囱里一出来，就承认头天夜里他企图到店里行窍，但让烟囱卡住了。他已经在烟囱里被困了将近10个小时。甚至在那人还没被送交给警察之前，正义就已得到了伸张。
If the past has taught us anything,it is that every cause brings effect -- every actionhas a consequence.This thought,in my opinion,is the moral foundation of the universe; it applies equally in this e ething simple can completely reshape your life.It's just like the Butterfly Effect and you never knopetition the human heart.
Ah, hoence, interest in attainment, and regard for posterity.
We do not choose to be born. We do not choose our parents. We do not choose our historical epoch, the country of our birth, or the immediate circumstances of our upbringing. We do not, most of us, choose to die; nor do we choose the time or conditions of our death. But within all this realm of choicelessness, we do choose how we shall live: courageously or in cowardice, honorably or dishonorably, with purpose or in drift. We decide what is important and what is trivial in life. We decide that what makes us significant is either what we do or what we refuse to do. But no matter how indifferent the universe may be to our choices and decisions, these choices and decisions are ours to make. We decide. We choose. And as we decide and choose, so are our lives formed. In the end, forming our own destiny is what ambition is about.
抱负
一个缺乏抱负的世界将会怎样，这不难想象。或许，这将是一个更为友善的世界：没有渴求，没有磨擦，没有失望。人们将有时间进行反思。他们所从事的工作将不是为了他们自身，而是为了整个集体。竞争永远不会介入；冲突将被消除。人们的紧张关系将成为过往云烟。创造的重压将得以终结。艺术将不再惹人费神，其功能将纯粹为了庆典。人的寿命将会更长，因为由激烈拼争引起的心脏病和中风所导致的死亡将越来越少。焦虑将会消失。时光流逝，抱负却早已远离人心。
啊，长此以往人生将变得多么乏味无聊！
有一种盛行的观点认为，成功是一种神话，因此抱负亦属虚幻。这是不是说实际上并不丰在成功？成就本身就是一场空？与诸多运动和事件的力量相比，男男女女的努力显得微不足？显然，并非所有的成功都值得景仰，也并非所有的抱负都值得追求。对值得和不值得的选择，一个人自然而然很快就能学会。但即使是最为愤世嫉俗的人暗地里也承认，成功确实存在，成就的意义举足轻重，而把世上男男女女的所作所为说成是徒劳无功才是真正的无稽之谈。认为成功不存在的观点很可能造成混乱。这种观点的本意是一笔勾销所有提高能力的动机，求取业绩的兴趣和对子孙后代的关注。
我们无法选择出生，无法选择父母，无法选择出生的历史时期与国家，或是成长的周遭环境。我们大多数人都无法选择死亡，无法选择死亡的时间或条件。但是在这些无法选择之中，我们的确可以选择自己的生活方式：是勇敢无畏还是胆小怯懦，是光明磊落还是厚颜无耻，是目标坚定还是随波逐流。我们决定生活中哪些至关重要，哪些微不足道。我们决定，用以显示我们自身重要性的，不是我们做了什么，就是我们拒绝做些什么。但是不论世界对我们所做的选择和决定有多么漠不关心，这些选择和决定终究是我们自己做出的。我们决定，我们选择。而当我们决定和选择时，我们的生活便得以形成。最终构筑我们命运的就是抱负之所在。
emilylovejay
Then is over; this is now. The less time and effort you put into looking at the past, the more you will have for living and experiencing this day. You will also find that letting go of the past will give you a deeper sense of strength. Instead of allowing past mistakes and worries to drain your energies, you will have a renewed energy to live your life to the fullest and enjoy it more.
Being content with yourself and optimistic about your future is not difficult. Whatever is in the past is over; learn from it and move on. When you are self-motivated enough to do this, you will see that moving ahead is the best definition of living life.
With that said, what can you do now? Sure it is easy for me to tell you to forget the past, yet it is a whole different practice to actually do it. Life is a complex set of events much of which of course is real, yet a large amount is just your view of what really happened.
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 faultfinder will find faults in paradise. Love your life, poor as it is. You may perhaps have some pleasant, thrilling, glorious hours, even in a poorhouse.
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.
If a friend is a passing traveler in life, it is a hurried walk, but there is nothing left or nothing to take. So in our lives, how many of these passers-by have not been calculated.
What is a friend, a friend in the sea, a neighbor in the world. Can listen to what you say, this is the friend, can share for you, this is the friend. Always thought that happiness is hard to find, ever more friends, it is hard to find, in the vast sea of humanity, I do not know you, you don't know me, but there is only you and I will be connected to each other, fate. One day, the fate comes. Acquaintances are Providence, understanding is human meaning, and it is friendship. The ends of the earth always have their own days. There is always a friend of his own. A drop of water in the sea may not be the same. But a drop of water in the desert is the hope of life. When you face the Sahara of youth, friends give you the courage to live.
No matter how long the road of friendship is, do not ask for a long time, but to have it. Even if only one second, remember. Once had, this treasure in the heart of friendship. It is impossible to leave the country in a hurry. But when you really regret, far apart from each other, the friend is here or there, but remember: green gray, silvery mist. There's a friend in the water. The man has gone, and the heart is still. Friends have gone, friendship is still there. Miss in the sky, wandering in the night. Where is my friend, pray for you, and wish you happiness. Then, when happiness comes, I know. You are praying for me in the distance, and pray for your blessing to me.
In the maple leaves, write full of the yearning for you, in the sky full of blessing to you. The wind blows away the yearning, and the cloud will take away the blessing. But, whatever, we don't take our friendship.
Away from home, one comes to understand what “home” actually is and what it means. You can only eat rice for dinner and sleep on the street under the open sky during the trip, Then you will think abouthow lucky you are to have a happy family and eat well and dress warmly.When you travel, you learn how much you truly have that you take for granted.
A person,a backpack,a song,a road, people on the way, heart with the landscape, from the start, to the end, or happy, or lonely, heart in the distance, just brave forward, dreams will guide, high mountain and long river, road in the foot,the footprints into a lifeline.
Dali erhai shaped like a human ear, calm, like a dark green gem inlaid in the land of Yunnan, the breeze blowing, the sea glittering, thrown a beautiful road spray, charming and moving, let me feel the magic of the nature.When I am in such a place, I just hold my breath and observe the beauty. At such moments I think about how our life is excellent, what beauty it offers us and how important it is to value each moment of our lives.
Always want to travel, to the beautiful place, but often really set foot to the place where you want to go, then feel so. Maybe we just want to get away from the noisy city and boring job.Maybe we just want our heart to travel, no matter where they are, as long as there is a relaxing and beautiful attitude, life is beautiful!
Life is a journey, will encountertouching, sad, exciting, frustrating stories, always unexpected things.Life is to feel beautiful and kind, ugly and sick.But only in the arduous journey of life, always adjust the attitude of the scenery, can be able to achieve the person on the journey, feel life, enjoy life.
I waited a few minutes and then the supervisor was back on the line. "I have a party who will speak with you. " I asked the woman on the other end of the line if she knew anyone by the name of Hannah. She gasped. " Oh！ We bought this house from a family who had a daughter named Hannah. But that was thirty years ago！" "Would you know where that family could be located now?" I asked. "I remember that Hannah had to place her mother in a nursing home some years ago， "the woman said. "Maybe if you got in touch with them， they might be able to track down the daughter. "She gave me the name of the nursing home， and I called the number. The woman on the phone told me the old lady had passed away some years ago， but the nursing home did have a phone number for where the daughter might be living. I thanked the person at the nursing home and phoned the number she gave me. The woman who answered explained that Hannah herself was now living in a nursing home. This whole thing is stupid， I thought to myself. Why am I making such a big deal over finding the owner of a wallet that has only three dollars and a letter that is almost sixty years old?
She has big eyes, rosy face, high nose and a glib small mouth. The bright black hair of black black.
In the first class, we had a good relationship in the same class. It was a good friend who was inseparable from each other. It was a good student who was envious of his classmates. But because of one thing, he stopped talking to each other and even became an enemy. Finally one day, we made up again, a night under the rain, I only wore a short sleeved jacket, she had a uniform, each of our students are very anxious to go back to the dorm, I was no exception. On the way back to the dorm, rain drops on my body, I feel pain and cold. Suddenly, a man came over, a very familiar person - my good friend. She put her coat draped over my body, I suddenly feel very warm, I haven't had time to speak, she pulled me into the dormitory ran, she was caught in the rain like tears soaked through me. On the second day, we didn't say anything. After all, we wanted to be reconciled to each other in my heart, and then we were in good shape again. She is so strong, I never know that this pure and happy girl is no father. One day to her home, she is helping his mother do the housework, mother and daughter support a home, they are very happy, I was touched by her family life and character. She is happy to help people, not to count, to honor their parents, and to be optimistic and strong. She is a model for us to learn.
Three passions, simple but overwhelmingly strong, have governed my life: the longing for love, the search for knowledge, and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind. These passions, like great winds, have blown me hither and thither, in a wayward course, over a deep ocean of anguish, reaching to the very verge of despair.
I have sought love, first, because it brings ecstasy---ecstasy so great that I would often have sacrificed all the rest of my life for a few hours for this joy. I have sought it, next, because it relieves loneliness---that terrible loneliness in which one shivering consciousness looks over the rim of the world into the cold unfathomable lifeless abyss. I have sought it, finally, because in the union of love I have seen, in a mystic miniature, the prefiguring vision of the heaven that saints and poets have imagined. This is what I sought, and though it might seem too good for human life, this is what---at last---I have found.
With equal passion I have sought knowledge. I have wished to understand the hearts of men. I have wished to know why the stars shine. And I have tried to apprehend the Pythagorean power by which number holds sway above the flux. A little of this, but not much, I have achieved.
Love and knowledge, so far as they were possible, led upward toward the heavens. But always it brought me back to earth. Echoes of cries of pain reverberate in my heart. Children in famine, victims tortured by oppressors, helpless old people a hated burden to their sons, and the whole world of loneliness, poverty, and pain make a mockery of what human life should be. I long to alleviate the evil, but I cannot, and I too suffer.
This has been my life. I have found it worth living, and would gladly live it again if the chance were offered me.
The calm man, having learned how to govern himself, knows how to adapt himself to others; and they, in turn, reverence his spiritual strength, and feel that they can learn of him and rely upon him. The more tranquil a man becomes, the greater is his success, his influence, his power for good. Even the ordinary trader will find his business prosperity increase as he develops a greater selfcontrol and equanimity, for people will always prefer to deal with a man whose demeanor is strongly equable.
The strong, calm man is always loved and revered. He is like a shadegiving tree in a thirsty land, or a sheltering rock in a storm. "Who does not love a tranquil heart, a sweettempered, balanced life?" It does not matter whether it rains or shines, or what changes come to those possessing these blessings, for they are always sweet, serene, and calm. That exquisite poise of character, which we call serenity is the last lesson of culture, the fruitage of the soul. It is precious as wisdom, more to be desired than gold — yea, than even fine gold. How insignificant mere money seeking looks in comparison with a serene life, a life that dwells in the ocean of truth, beneath the waves, beyond the reach of tempests, in the eternal calm!
"How many people we know who sour their lives, who ruin all that is sweet and beautiful by explosive tempers, who destroy their poise of character, and make bad blood! It is a question whether the great majority of people do not ruin their lives and mar their happiness by lack of selfcontrol. How few people we meet in life who are well balanced, who have that exquisite poise which is characteristic of the finished character!"
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