n ths crss thnk may be pardoned f do not address the House at any length today, and hope that any of my frends and colleagues or former colleagues who are affected by the poltcal reconstructon wll make all allowances for any lack of ceremony wth whch t has been necessary to act. say to the House as sad to Mnsters who have joned ths government, have nothng to offer but blood, tol, sweat and tears. We have before us an ordeal of the most grevous knd. We have before us many, many months of struggle and sufferng. You ask, what s our polcy?
say t s to wage war by land, sea and ar. War wth all our mght and wth all the strength God has gven us, and to wage war aganst a monstrous tyranny never surpassed n the dark and unpleasant catalogue of human crme. That s our polcy. You ask, what s our am? can answer n one word. t s vctory. Vctory at all costs—vctory n spte of all terrors—vctory, however long and hard the road may be, for wthout vctory there s no survval. Let that be realzed.
No survval for the Brtsh Empre, no survval for all that the Brtsh Empre has stood for, no survval for the urge, the mpulse of the ages, that manknd shall move forward toward hs goal. take up my task n lght heart and hope. feel sure that our cause wll not be suffered to fal among men. feel enttled at ths juncture, at ths tme, to clam the ad of all and to say, “Come then, let us go forward together wth our unted strength.
"On the 14th of March, at a quarter to three n the afternoon, the greatest lvng thnker ceased to thnk. He had been left alone for scarcely two mnutes, and when we came back we found hm n hs armchar, peacefully gone to sleep-but forever.
"An mmeasurable loss has been sustaned both by the mltant proletarat of Europe and Amerca, and by hstorcal scence, n the death of ths man. The gap that has been left by the departure of ths mghty sprt wll soon enough make tself felt.
"Just as Darwn dscovered the law of development of organc nature, so Marx dscovered the law of development of human hstory: the smple fact, htherto concealed by an overgrowth of deology, that manknd must frst of all eat, drnk, have shelter and clothng, before t can pursue poltcs, scence, art, relgon, etc.; that therefore the producton of the mmedate materal means of subsstence and consequently the degree of economc development attaned by a gven people or durng a gven epoch form the foundaton upon whch the state nsttutons, the legal conceptons, art, and even the deas on relgon, of the people concerned have been evolved, and n the lght of whch they must, therefore, be explaned, nstead of vce versa, as had htherto been the case.
"But that s not all. Marx also dscovered the specal law of moton governng the present-day captalst mode of producton and the bourgeos socety that ths mode of producton has created. The dscovery of surplus value suddenly threw lght on the problem, n tryng to solve whch all prevous nvestgatons, of both bourgeos economsts and socalst crtcs, had been gropng n the dark.
"Two such dscoveres would be enough for one lfetme. Happy the man to whom t s granted to make even one such dscovery. But n every sngle feld whch Marx nvestgated -- and he nvestgated very many felds, none of them superfcally -- n every feld, even n that of mathematcs, he made ndependent dscoveres.
f somebody tells you, " 'll love you for ever," wll you beleve t?
don't thnk there's any reason not to. we are ready to beleve such commtment at the moment, whatever change may happen afterwards. As for the belef n an everlastng love, that's another thng.
Then you may be asked whether there s such a thng as an everlastng love. 'd answer beleve n t. But an everlastng love s not mmutable.
——晨读英语美文 (菁华3篇)
An unseen pronoun seems to have nothing to do with us. In the corridor and the playground, we still have the shadow of the chase.
Remember, a weekend morning, we have three other people in the sleeping when he rose from the bed and went to the edge of the field path immediately morning reading, and in a piece of which found associated with the Ming Dynasty tomb stone and general progenitor excitement as excited as if we have found the treasure map!
As the college entrance examination is approaching step by step, the review is tense and busy. In this busy preparation process, how extravagant it is to use the only half day weekend in other things. Then, we always extravagant through the only half - Day weekend. On the afternoon of the afternoon, the sun is shining, and friends are climbing up the roof with the quilt, lying on the sun, reading, listening to music, sleeping... Feel that afternoon is so beautiful!
The entrance of the college entrance examination is approaching, forcing us to spend the most of the day on the study, and more of it is buried in the exercises. In this period of busy, always due to other students about a problem and always happy; listen to every word and related to the college entrance examination the teacher said, did not miss a word, seems to miss a word we will fail in the examination; always seriously look at each one with high test the total love video; a sunny afternoon sit on the seat, bathed in sunshine, do exercises lunch; total love in knots together for a general debate; love took to the teacher next door neighbours ask questions; with the teacher asked a one-time total love will not be done every question the old class public examination results always reluctant to listen; always on tenterhooks when the teacher praised, complained that the teacher always talks about things out...
The high three of us are almost full of spirit every day, because we carry the dream. Occasionally, it will be depressed and discouraged, but a gentle encouragement from teachers and classmates can make us full of confidence. With the approaching of the college entrance examination, our task is becoming more and more heavy. I remember in the half month before the college entrance examination, I slept in the classroom after class. What the old class said could not persuade us to breathe fresh air outside, but the old class had no choice.
I think that this period of every day for dreams is the most fulfilling period of our life. After the heat of June, we ride on the battlefield, three that pure and sincere friendship is also coming to an end, some give up and some helpless... After all, it's going to come! Perhaps, the college entrance examination will give us the way, but it will not let us become strangers...... The mood of the senior year, at the time of the mailbox has been asleep long letters, then stationed in my heart, I think there will be a day, we will be grateful once met, Thanksgiving this year saw the mottled shadows, have a touch of warm sunshine; pain and joy three Thanksgiving Thanksgiving; bring us the full three years!
While I review China ancient literature while the music, after a moment of silence, the ears of "ten years", the fall like think girl you, to press the single cycle.
I remember that summer and winter in the top one we had a good relationship. It's like we've known it for a long time.
One day, you took me to your house. One day, I brought you to my house, too.
I looked over all your albums, saw the children and grew up. You also see all my baby in the eye. I store all my letters to you, you say you are the bank is the safe, I can put it for a long time. I took 4 old pennies from you, and finally brought it to Xi'an for a short but beautiful one.
Time is the second semester of high school extracurricular activities that day just, you took me to the playground to relax.
Sunset, we leisurely on the barbed wire, soft light as crystal drapes generally fell. On our young and innocent faces, we have a word that says nothing about the pain of pain. And look at the youngsters who play football.
Suddenly, you said "ten years" in the music class, you cried, but at that time, the curtains were darkened in the classroom, and you passed your head again, so the classmates didn't see you crying. I say I don't know. Girl, you are more sentimental than I do! If you are not happy, your eyes and your smile will explain everything.
In the evening, the sunset, the wire fence, you gave me the "ten years", singing and singing you cry, you cry when it is very painful. Then my tears fall down it, we hug each other and then wiped away tears, then leave the easy but sad. We were not 16 years old that year.
After leaving, there was only a teenager on the football field. There was a child in my mind that was dee* imprinted in my mind, and the impression was not worn out until now. And even if he did not say a word, even though never met, even now his home is not in xiji. I'll remember it that way.
Exactly a year later found the child last year, on the 30 day and the imperial sister to go to the mall to buy things, very clever, docking moment to pick up in my eyes, I did not confound, no escape, in response to a natural smile and then leave, now I do not know where the football when the children go.
Dear, I'm sorry, I didn't share with you football and youth in that day. I just want to share all the real people and things with you. I don't want to share those illusory and unreal dummy things. Because those things will make us tired and tired. At that time, we were real teenagers.
That summer we don't love sports class, we go to buy breakfast, together we read, we exercise together, we go to buy ice cream to buy a popsicle, let's listen to the "release" listen to "love" down, we together for life together graffiti writing, we laugh together cry together to share our youth.
We were inseparable that year, and we were not 16 years old that year. When we put the youth as a clean sheet of paper, no paper of the poems, graffiti. Squandering our young years on paper. I don't know how long I haven't seen the words you wrote on the book, and I don't know that the words are still warm.
Then I don't know how many people you have sung to ten years to hear, maybe never sing it, maybe many times. Only the girl, the feeling of singing that song may not be so profound, ten years, very short, very long. That year, we were all children in the book.
Later, we all have their own friends. Later, we graduated. When we graduated, we wrote several lines for you. We cried that day, and we graduated for the sorrow of the distance for the years. Finally, I went to the ancient city of Xi'an, you also went to the ancient city, but we were not in the same city.
Every time I hear "ten years", I will remember all kinds of past. I will think of you, and think of the tall, smiling, extremely charming and extremely warm you.
Perhaps those who have passed a long time but still dying because of the deep. In it here, "ten years" has become synonymous with you. "Ten years" sounded, as you appear in my side. In the next ten years, what kind of relationship do we have to meet?
You said before, if you had a holiday, you would come to Xi'an and let me have a good reception. After waiting for a long time, you didn't come. After that, you went to Hainan. You went to Haikou to see the new year's Party of Shandong satellite TV. You saw Xu Wei, you leave message for me. So the girl, is it home now?
May we be a teenager at the age of 16. It will also be silly to sing "if you love", you will also watch the new concept together, and write things for each other.
The Props to Help Man Endure
I feel that this award was not made to me as a man,but to my work -- a life's work in the agony andsweat of the human spirit, not for glory and least ofall for profit, but to create out of the materials of thehuman spirit something which did not exist before.So this award is only mine in trust. It will not be difficult to find a dedication for the moneypart of it commensurate with the purpose and significance of its origin. But I would like to dothe same with the acclaim too, by using this moment as a pinnacle from which I might belistened to by the young men and women already dedicated to the same anguish and travail,among whom is already that one who will some day stand here where I am standing.
Our tragedy today is a general and universal physical fear so long sustained by now that wecan even bear it. There are no longer problems of the spirit. There is only the question: Whenwill I be blown up? Because of this, the young man or woman writing today has forgotten theproblems of the human heart in conflict with itself which alone can make good writing becauseonly that is worth writing about, worth the agony and the sweat.
He must learn them again. He must teach himself that the basest of all things is to be afraid;and, teaching himself that, forget it forever, leaving no room in his workshop for anything butthe old verities and truths of the heart, the old universal truths lacking which any story isephemeral and doomed -- love and honor and pity and pride and compassion andsacrifice.
作者简介：
威廉福克纳(1897—1962)，美国作家，先后创作了十几篇长篇小说和几十篇短篇小说，描述了以美国南方200年来南北战争为中心事件的社会变迁，各种家族的兴衰，各种人物的沉浮。他的小说常描写美国的黑暗面，1949年获得诺贝尔文学奖。本篇是他在接受该奖时所发表的演讲。这是一篇脍炙人口的演讲词。然而，由于福克纳本人对语言运用的独特性和精深性，所以对初学者来说，这篇美文也许颇有些难度。
参考翻译：
我认为这个奖项不是授给我个人而是授给我的工作---------一项艰辛而痛苦的毕生投入的人类精神的工作,既不为名也不土利,而是要从人类的精神原材料中创造一些前所未有的东西。因此这个奖项我只是代为保管。要该奖项的款项按照最初的目的和意义并不难。但我更欢迎这样做，利用这一时机，把它作为一个顶点，向听我话的有志于此的年轻人发出号召，他们中必定有人会站在我今天的位置。
我们的悲剧在于长期与来我们一直承受着肉体上的恐惧，不再有任何精神方面的问题。有的只是一个问题，我什么时候会被炸的粉身碎骨?因此，如今年轻人的作品已经忘记了处于矛盾冲突中的人类心灵问题，而这本身就能够创造出好作品，因为这值得去写，值得为此辛劳。
人们一定要了解这些，一定要叫自己认识到最可鄙莫过于害怕，一定告戒自己永远不要忘记，工作中除了心灵的正直诚实不要给任何东西留有空间，过去的那些正直诚实的普遍品质包括爱情、荣誉、怜悯、尊严、同情和牺牲，缺乏了它们任何作品都是短暂的和注定要失败的。
——晨读考研英语美文 (菁华3篇)
At age 89, Mary Fasano graduated with a bachelor s degree from the Extension School last week and entered the htory books as the oldest person to earn an undergraduate degree at Harvard. Following the speech she delivered -- "The Power of Knowledge" -- at the Extension School diploma awarding ceremony:
I remember one night a few years ago when my daughter was frantic with worry. After my Harvard Extension School classes, I usually arrived at the bus station near my home by 11 p.m., but on that night I was nowhere to be found. My daughter was nervous. It wasn t safe for a single woman to walk alone on the streets at night, especially one as defenseless as I am: I can slay a mugger with my sharp wit, but I m just too short to do any real physical damage.
That night my daughter checked the bus station, drove around the streets, and contacted some friends. But she couldn t find me -- until she called my astronomy professor who told her that I was on top of the Science Center using the telescope to gaze at the stars. Unaware of the time, I had gotten lost in the heavens and was only thinking about the new things I had learned that night in class.
Th story illustrates a habit I have developed over the years: I lose track of the time when it comes to learning. How else do you explain a woman who began high school at age 71 and who graduating with a bachelor s degree at 89? I may have started late, but I will continue to learn as long as I am able because there no greater feeling, in my opinion, than traveling to a faraway country as I have and being able to identify by sight the painting of a famous artt, the statue of an obscure sculptor, the cathedral of an ancient architect. I have found that the world a final exam that you can never be prepared enough for. So I will continue to take classes and tell my story.
Lately it seems that everyone asking me, "Mary, what advice do you have for other students?" So while I have you all here, I m going to ease my burden of answering you each individually:
If the saying true that wdom comes with age, you may safely assume that I am one of the west people in th hall and possibly at th university today. So lten to me when I tell you th: Knowledge power.
My studies were interrupted when I was in the 7th grade, back sometime around World War I. I loved school but I was forced to leave it to care for my family. I was consigned to work in a Rhode Island cotton mill, where I labored for many years. I eventually married and raed 5 children, 20 grandchildren, and 18 great-grandchildren. But all the while I felt inferior to those around me. I knew I was as smart as a college graduate. I knew I was capable of doing a job well -- I had proved it by running a successful family business for decades that still exts. But I wanted more. I wanted to feel confident when I spoke and I wanted people to respect my opinions.
Does it surpre you to dcover how much you have in common with an 89-year-old woman? I know that many of you graduates today, whether you were born in 1907 or 1967, have faced similar barriers to completing your studies and have sometimes felt inferior around those you work or socialize with just because you didn t have a degree.
But I am here today -- like you are -- to prove that it can be done; that the power gained by understanding and appreciating the world around us can be obtained by anyone regardless of social status, personal challenges, or age. That belief what has motivated me for the last 75 years to get th degree. It also the msion of the Harvard Extension School. Without the support I received from th school, I might not have graduated until I was 100 -- a phrase that many of you have probably used in jest.
There are many students here who do not have the opportunity that I do to speak their minds and have everybody lten, whether they want to or not. But be assured, fellow graduates, that we are more similar than you might think. If you have treated education as your main goal, and not as a means to an end, then you, too, have probably been claimed as a msing person once in your academic career, whether you were lost in the stars or the stacks of Widener Library.
And you, too, know that the journey was worth it, and that the power of knowledge makes me the most formidable 89-year-old woman at the bus stop.
If somebody tells you, " I'll love you for ever," will you believe it?
I don't think there's any reason not to. we are ready to believe such commitment at the moment, whatever change may happen afterwards. As for the belief in an everlasting love, that's another thing.
Then you may be asked whether there such a thing as an everlasting love. I'd answer i believe in it. But an everlasting love not immutable.
You may unswervingly love or be loved by a person. But love will change its composition with the passage of time. It will not remain the same. In the course of your growth and as a result of your increased experience, love will become something different to you.
In the beginning you believed a fervent love for a person could last indefinitely. By and by, however," fervent" gave way to " prosaic" . Precely because of th change it became possible for love to last. Then what was meant by an everlasting love would eventually end up in a sort of interdependence.
We used to inst on the difference between love and liking. The former seemed much more beautiful than the latter. one day, however, it turns out there's really no need to make such difference. Liking actually a sort of love. By the same token, the everlasting interdependence actually an everlasting love.
I wh could believe there was somebody who would love me forever. That's, as we all know, too romantic to be true. Instead, it will more often than not be a case of lasting relationship.
"On the 14th of March, at a quarter to three in the afternoon, the greatest living thinker ceased to think. He had been left alone for scarcely two minutes, and when we came back we found him in h armchair, peacefully gone to sleep-but forever.
"An immeasurable loss has been sustained both by the militant proletariat of Europe and America, and by htorical science, in the death of th man. The gap that has been left by the departure of th mighty spirit will soon enough make itself felt.
"Just as Darwin dcovered the law of development of organic nature, so Marx dcovered the law of development of human htory: the simple fact, hitherto concealed by an overgrowth of ideology, that mankind must first of all eat, drink, have shelter and clothing, before it can pursue politics, science, art, religion, etc.; that therefore the production of the immediate material means of substence and consequently the degree of economic development attained by a given people or during a given epoch form the foundation upon which the state institutions, the legal conceptions, art, and even the ideas on religion, of the people concerned have been evolved, and in the light of which they must, therefore, be explained, instead of vice versa, as had hitherto been the case.
"But that not all. Marx also dcovered the special law of motion governing the present-day capitalt mode of production and the bourgeo society that th mode of production has created. The dcovery of surplus value suddenly threw light on the problem, in trying to solve which all previous investigations, of both bourgeo economts and socialt critics, had been groping in the dark.
"Two such dcoveries would be enough for one lifetime. Happy the man to whom it granted to make even one such dcovery. But in every single field which Marx investigated -- and he investigated very many fields, none of them superficially -- in every field, even in that of mathematics, he made independent dcoveries.
——3月结束4月开始唯美文案 50句
1、你眼中的星河烂漫是我不曾见过的世外桃源。四月你好！
2、生命中总会有一些不期而遇的温暖，也会有些局中人的纠结，最好的状态，不畏将来，不念过往。三月再见，四月你好。
3、四月春风，暖暖地拂过，打开了每个人的心扉。
4、不着急，不计较眼前得失，将注意力着眼于正在做的事情本身，才能从容不迫，而关注于过程，结果自会水到渠成。四月你好!
5、只要在路上，就没有到不了的远方。未来，你只需要比一个人更好，那个人就是现在的你。四月你好!
6、四月到，百花开，祝福声声不间断，我的问候来报道，新月份，送新福，送一份顺心，愿你如意，送一份健康，愿你*安，送一份甜蜜，愿你开心，送一份祝福，愿你好运。
7、三月的春风四月的雨，寂寞的心像孤岛，一个人游荡在曾经的伤心地。
8、心若向阳，生活就会春暖花开，四月你好！
9、四月，是红色的祝福，我祝福你，日子红红火火，万象更新，吉庆有余，我祝福你，世界姹紫嫣红，春风拂面，心情倍爽，我祝福你，唇红齿白，健健康康，精神健硕，我祝福你，爱情红豆相思，缘分圆满，不离不弃。
10、四月的阳台将呈现另一番的景像，花开花落将不断的上演一幂又一幂，喜欢呆在阳台的花园里，把这一切都记录下来，收进眼里，装入脑海里！再见了三月，四月你好啊！
11、四月你好，初冬轻寒，你我安好。
12、四月里的.春，草色遥看是抒情；四月里的雨，心旷鸟啼鸣春情；四月里的情，悄悄挑逗好心情：俺惟把短信快快送，愿你春风得意行！
13、迎来了崭新的四月，抛开昨日的不快，迎接今天的美好，愿所有的烦恼，都有清零的机会，愿所有的忧伤，都能被笑容代替，愿以后的自己，遇见更多的好运。
14、握一束清晨光，轻轻放在你的脸庞，带给你一天的清凉，愿你从睡梦中醒来，看到满眼的希望，心中充满宁静与安详，那是我送你的美好愿望，三月再见，四月你好朋友!
15、再次看到你，微凉晨光里，笑得很甜蜜。三月再见，四月你好。
16、你所羨慕的，是你想要的;你所妒忌的，是你想要而得不到的。三月再见，四月你好!
17、三月再见，四月你好：春光明媚，愿你一切安好。
18、三月之后，悲伤将消失得无影无踪，生活将很快被阳光覆盖。
19、三月，再见。四月，你好!愿你从今天起，迎来人间最美四月天，愿你从今天起，不负时光不负己。
20、一路向前，最美人间四月天，三月风雪未尽，四月花开刚好。
21、你好四月!愿所有美好，不负归期，阳春四月，春暖花开，从容淡定。
22、度过了寒冬，就请赶走三月的颓废。心态不老的人，才会永远年轻。青春而不张狂的人，才能明媚而不忧伤。新的四月，愿你，不负春光，主动去发现美，拥抱美。一花一世界，一叶一菩提，万事万物，都是美妙的存在，每分每秒，都是生命的馈赠。
23、四月，本是桃红梨白，然而，今年冬的余威，似乎特别强劲，至今尚不想褪尽那股让人生厌的寒意。
24、三月即将过完，有时候时间快得让人毛骨悚然，好好珍惜自己，珍惜对自己好的人。让我们把美好的四月过得五彩缤纷。
25、一年中最短的三月，在春暖花开之际，就要正式说再见，尔后和四月温柔地道声：你好!三月再见，四月你好!
26、四月的小雨滋润着四月的物，甜甜蜜蜜，心花怒放;四月的风携带着四月的雨，拂面轻轻，人生几何。颇感，春天刚迈，惊蛰当头，细雨如油;春眠不晓，鸟语花香，梦醒床头。
27、清晨的一个问候，送给为梦想早起的你。新的一天开始啦，早安!三月再见，四月你好!
28、把每一天都当成生命中的最后一天，你就会轻松自在。四月你好。
29、谁也不比谁聪明多少，谁也不比谁傻多少。你和人玩心，人不和你认真!你对人欺骗，人让你滚蛋!三月再见，四月你好!
30、沒有了爱的语言，所有的文字都是乏味的。4月，你好!
31、4月，你好!与其在别人的生活里跑龙套，不如精彩做自己。4月，你好!
32、其实冷战不可怕，可怕的是，当你们在冷战时，你一个人苦苦的想着怎么和好，他却和别人在一起玩的很开心。三月再见，四月你好!
33、明天就开始四月了，抱着继续对未来充满期待，四月做的事情要很多，目标还没达到就不会透露，真想让夏天来到，对于一年四季我最喜欢夏天，即使很热，还有蚊子，但不过还是开心。
34、三月，再见，四月，你好如果没有冬天，春天不会如此悦人;如果没有偶尔的不幸，幸运不会如此受人欢迎。生命中的所有经历，都是命运的馈赠!
35、人间芳菲四月天，春暖花开的季节，行走在茫茫红尘，让自己学会驻足欣赏，让自己最美的年华，佩的上这最美的春光，四月，让自己，继续为梦想流浪。
36、有些风景，只能喜欢却不能收藏，就像有的人，只适合遇见却不适合牵手一样。三月再见，四月你好!
37、这个世界能轻而易举、毫不费劲做到的，只有贫穷和衰老，其它的都需要努力!四月你好!
38、甘露为你擦亮晶莹的明眸，阳光为你烘烤温暖的味道，问候为你带来快乐的奇妙，清新的早晨，希望我的一条短信，给你一天简单而充实的幸福，早上好。
39、每个人都是独一无二的，你不需要别人改变自己，做真实的自己好了。四月你好!
40、愿你事事看开，唯独对美好保持执念，哪怕所见都是无耻，也能内心剔透。四月你好!
41、愿一个问候带给你一个新的心情，愿一个祝福带给你一个新的起点。
42、没有人能打倒你，除非你自己。只有你心中有颗信念的太阳，无论走到哪里，那里都会有灿烂的阳光。积极乐观、自由奔放，生活就应该明明朗朗!四月你好!
43、有时候，坚持了你最不想干的事情之后，会得到你最想要的东西。三月再见，四月你好!
44、阳春四月，万物复苏，柳绿花红，莺歌燕舞，大地一片生机勃勃的景象。
45、和爱的人吵架互相伤害，和陌生人讲心里话。三月再见，四月你好!
46、三月春风，始终有一个名字，暖暖地拂过，打开了每个人的心扉。
47、人要拿得起，也要放得下，拿得起是生存，放得下是生活。三月再见，四月你好。
48、四月檐上雨，人间惊鸿客。新的一月，清风拂面，挽春光，踏清明。
49、愿一切美好都如期而至，喜欢的都拥有，失去的都释怀。三月再见，四月你好。
50、你也曾松花酿酒，春水煎茶。却终究柴米油盐，酸甜苦辣。三月再见，四月你好。
——初中晨读英语美文 (菁华5篇)
It is well that young men should begin at the beginning and occupy the most subordinate positions. Many of the leading businessmen of Pittsburgh had a serious responsibility thrust upon them at the very threshold of their career. They were introduced to the broom, and spent the first hours of their business lives sweeping out the office. I notice we have janitors and janitresses now in offices, and our young men unfortunately miss that salutary branch of business education. But if by chance the professional sweeper is absent any morning, the boy who has the genius of the future partner in him will not hesitate to try his hand at the broom. It does not hurt the newest comer to sweep out the office if necessary. I was one of those sweepers myself.
Assuming that you have all obtained employment and are fairly started, my advice to you is “aim high”. I would not give a fig for the young man who does not already see himself the partner or the head of an important firm. Do not rest content for a moment in your thoughts as head clerk, or foreman, or general manager in any concern, no matter how extensive. Say to yourself, “My place is at the top.” Be king in your dreams.
And here is the prime condition of success, the great secret: concentrate your energy, thought, and capital exclusively upon the business in which you are engaged. Having begun in one line, resolve to fight it out on that line, to lead in it, adopt every improvement, have the best machinery, and know the most about it.
The concerns which fail are those which have scattered their capital, which means that they have scattered their brains also. They have investments in this, or that, or the other, here there, and everywhere. “Don’t put all your eggs in one basket.” is all wrong. I tell you to “put all your eggs in one basket, and then watch that basket.” Look round you and take notice, men who do that not often fail. It is easy to watch and carry the one basket. It is trying to carry too many baskets that breaks most eggs in this country. He who carries three baskets must put one on his head, which is apt to tumble and trip him up. One fault of the American businessman is lack of concentration.
To summarize what I have said: aim for the highest; never enter a bar room; do not touch liquor, or if at all only at meals; never speculate; never indorse beyond your surplus cash fund; make the firm’s interest yours; break orders always to save owners; concentrate; put all your eggs in one basket, and watch that basket; expenditure always within revenue; lastly, be not impatient, for as Emerson says, “no one can cheat you out of ultimate success but yourselves.”
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
And yellow leaves of autumn,which have no songs,flutter and fall there with a sign.
O Troupe of little vagrants of the world,leave your footprints in my words.
The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.
It becomes small as one song,as one kiss of the eternal.
It is the tears of the earth that keep her smiles in bloom.
The mighty desert is burning for the love of a blade of grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away.
If you shed tears when you miss the sun,you also miss the stars.
The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement,dancing water,Will you carry the burden of their lameless?
Her wishful face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.
Once we dreamt that we were strangers.
We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
Prometheus was a Titan ．In the war between Zeus the giants he had stood on the side of the new Olympian gods．Out of the clay he made the first man，to whom Athena gave soul and holy breath．Prometheus spent a lot of time and energy in creating the gift of fire．The fire raised man above all animals ．Later，there held a joint meeting of gods and men．
The meeting was to decide what part of burnt animals should be given to gods and what to men．Prometheus cut up an ox and divided it into two parts：under the skin he placed the fresh，and under the fat he put the bones，for he knew the selfish Zeus loved fat． Zeus saw through the trick and felt displeased at the Prometheus' favor towards men．So in a masterful way he took away the gift of fire from mankind．However，Prometheus managed to steal fire from heaven and secretly brought it down to men．Flying into an anger at this unjustified act of rebellion，Zeus let the other gods chain Prometheus to a rock on Mountain Caucasus，where a hungry eagle ever tore at his liver which ever grew again．His period of pain was to be thirty-thousand years．Prometheus faced his bitter fate firmly and never lost courage before Zeus．At last Heracles made Prometheus and Zeus restore to friend ship，when Heracles came over in search of the golden apple and killed the eagle and set the friend of mankind free．
As a child—and as an * as well—Bill was untidy. It has been said that in order to counteract this. Mary drew up weekly clothing plans for him. On Mondays he might go to school in blue, on Tuesdays in green, on Wednesdays in brown , on Thursdays in black, and so on , Weekend meal schedules might also be planned in detail. Everything time have to set in, Bill Gates hates Everything time ,at work or during his leisure time.
Bill’s contemporaries, even at the age, recognized that he was exceptional. Every year, he and his friends would go to summer camp. Bill especially liked * and other sports. One of his summer camp friends recalled, “He was never a nerd or a goof or the kind of kid you didn’t want your team. We all knew Bill was smarter than us.
Bill was also well ahead of his classmates in mathematics and science. He needed to go to a school that challenged him to Lakeside—an all-boys’ school for exceptional students. It was Seattle’s most exclusive school and was noted for its rigorous academic demands, a place where “even the dumb kids were smart.”
Lakeside allowed students to pursue their own interests, to whatever extent they wished. The school prided itself on making conditions and facilities available that would enable all its students to reach their full potential . It was the ideal environment for someone like Bill Gates.
In 1968, the school made a decision that would change thirteen-year-old Bill Gates’s life—and that of many of others, too.
The school to gain access to a com*r—a Program Data processor(PDP)—through a teletype machine. Bill Gates was immediately hooked— so was his best friend at the time, Kent Evans, and another student, Paul Allen, who was two years older than Bill.
Whenever they had free time, and sometimes when they didn’t, they would dash over to the com*r room to use the machine. The students became so single-minded that they soon overtook their teachers in knowledge about computing and got into a lot of trouble because of their obsession. They were neglecting their other studies—every piece of word was handed in late. Classes were cut. Com*r time was also proving to be very expensive. Within months, the whole budget that had been set aside for the year had been used up.
At fourteen, Bill was already writing short programs for the com*r to perform. Early games programs such as Tic-Tac-Toe, or Noughts and Crosses, and Lunar Landing were written in what was to become Bill’s second language, BASIC.
If Bill Gates was going to be good at something. It was essential to be the best.
Bill’s and Paul’s fascination with com*rs and the business world meant that they read a great deal. Paul enjoyed magazines like Popular Electronics, while Bill read business magazines .Com*r time was expensive and, because both boys were desperate to get more time and because Bill already had an insight into what they could achieve financially, the two of them decided to set themselves up as a company: The Lakeside Programmers Group. “Let’s call the real world and try to sell something to it!” Bill announced.
Half the people on our streets look as though life was a sorry business. It is hard to find a happy looking man or woman. Worry is the cause of their woebegone appearance. Worry makes the wrinkles; worry cuts the deep, down-glancing lines on the face; worry is the worst disease of our modern times. Care is contagious; it is hard work being cheerful at a funeral, and it is a good deal harder to keep the frown from your face when you are in the throng of the worry worn ones. Yet, we have no right to be dispensers of gloom; no matter how heavy our loads may seem to be we have no right to throw their burden on others nor even to cast the shadow of them on other hearts. Anxiety is instability. Fret steals away force. He who dreads tomorrow trembles today. Worry is weakness. The successful men may be always wide-awake, but they never worry. Fret and fear are like fine sand, thrown into life's delicate mechanism; they cause more than half the friction; they steal half the power. Cheer is strength. Nothing is so well done as that which is done heartily, and nothing is so heartily done as that which is done happily. Be happy, is an injunction not impossible of fulfillment. Pleasure may be an accident; but happiness comes in definite ways. It is the casting out of our foolish fears that we may have room for a few of our common joys. It is the telling our worries to wait until we get through appreciating our blessings. Take a deep breath, raise your chest, lift your eyes from the ground, look up and think how many things you have for which to be grateful, and you will find a smile growing where one may long have been unknown. Take the right kind of thought—for to take no thought would be sin—but take the calm, unanxious thought of your business, your duties, your difficulties, your disappointments and all the things that once have caused you fear, and you will find yourself laughing at most of them.
——晨读励志短篇文章3篇
晨读励志短篇文章3篇
闲说竹子
说起竹子，无人不知。
竹子，四君子之一，是君子之花，有着超凡不俗的品格。岁寒三友，竹子又在其中。每当秋风拂去，寒冬将至时，竹子，依然青翠不惊寒。这，是一种朴素的美。
我已不大清楚，我是什么时候认识并喜爱上竹子的了。但是，我知道，在集邮本里不知有多少张竹子的邮票，也不知有多少张墨竹的画作。我喜欢墨竹画，普普通通，简简单单，便能把竹的风采淋漓尽致地展现在宣纸上。这，是一种朴素的美。
清幽，是竹的一大特点。否则，何来的幽竹一词呢爱竹的君子更喜爱竹林。竹林有一种深幽的环境。可以想象，走到竹林里，心中还会有多少烦恼恐怕也只有心静如水了吧!这种朴素的美，已深透吾心。
文人白居易说过：竹似贤，何哉竹本固，固以树德。君子见其本，则思善建不拔者。竹性直，直以本身。君子见其性，则思中立不倚者。竹心空，空以体道。君子见其心，则思应用虚受者。竹节贞，贞以励志。君子见其节，则思砥砺名行，夷险一致者。夫如是，故君子人多树为庭实焉。
竹子干直，象征着做人要正直;它心又虚，心虚就可以虚怀若谷，海纳百川，有容乃大。
竹子，一种不*凡的植物。
今天是冬节，是一个吃汤圆的日子。老一辈说：吃了汤圆，人就长大一岁。
我没有吃汤圆，但我知道，我也将老了一岁，不管我愿意还是不愿意。
岁月匆匆，时光流转，一眨眼的功夫，人就很快从少年到青年、中年，然后也将很快奔向老年。
很多梦想来不及实现，人生，已从高峰开始下坡。或许是少年的梦想过于斑斓，又或许是该奋斗的年龄没有好好把住。不少人走着走着，某一天忽然发现有好些遗憾，但一切已无可回转，能做的，也许就是珍惜眼前，且行且惜了。
泰戈尔有这样的经典名句：当你为错过太阳而哭泣的时候，你也要再错过群星了。
青春年华，或许会因为不谙世事，因为被浮华所诱惑，让一些机会失之交臂，让大好的时光白白流失，让生活过得遍地狼藉。但人生的路上，若是因为缺憾、失望和后悔而驻足不前，生命的终点，也许只有徒唤奈何。
所以，不管何时何地，不管人生走到哪一个阶段，都务必珍惜眼前。
岁月从不等人，不对哪一个人给予特别的照顾，一切，都必须自我负责，自我调整。一年一岁，又一年又一年地老去。但只要清醒，就必须认真活着。正如作家三毛所说：“我来不及认真地年轻，待明白过来时，只能选择认真地老去。”认真二字多么难得，认真对待自己的生命，认真对待身边所爱之人，认真对待自己要经历的事。认真过好每一天，从日出到日落，从起床到躺下，从睁眼到闭眼，认真在每一天里折腾，明知道最后的结果是*凡，也要努力，也要争取。当你懂得认真，学会认真的时候，你的生命也就能摇曳出色彩。
所以，年长一岁又何妨，认真老去吧!
一支小小的粉笔，三尺神圣的讲台，她用教鞭涂抹着青春的色彩，用无悔点染着人生的梦想。她就是值得我骄傲的扎根农村的小雷，一株大山深处朴实、洁白的野百合花，散发着沁人心脾的芬芳。
她，出生在昭君故里一个偏远的小山村，师范毕业后，以优异的成绩被录用并分配到火石岭小学任教。从那时起，她就暗下决心，一定要为家乡的教育事业贡献一份力量，要为渴求知识的农村孩子架设通往梦想的桥梁。
学校在大山之中，海拔高，属于高寒山区，生活条件艰苦，刚去时有些苦闷和消沉，许多同学从武汉、宜昌打来电话，劝她下海。她的内心有过犹豫和矛盾，凭她的教学水*和敬业精神，去山外应聘任何一家私立学校，可获得丰厚的待遇，而一双双天真无邪.渴求知识的山里孩子的眼睛，使她毅然割舍下那份来自山外的诱惑，继续耕耘在家乡。
她说：“我是山里人，是家乡父老培养我上了师范学校，报答家乡是一个教师的天职和良知。”她说到了，也做到了。这就是深山百合的个性。
两年后，因工作业绩突出，调往更为偏远的需要她的榛子岭小学，无怨无悔，潜心育人，取得了成果丰硕。
在学校，她把无私的爱全部给了学生，有一千个学生，就有一千种爱，面对性格迥异的学生，即使爱如潮水，也要化作涓涓细流而精心浇灌。
家住青龙村的学生胡某长期患有低血糖病，每次发病，脸色苍白，昏迷不醒，特别吓人，发病时间也不固定，有时在上课时间，有时在深更半夜。一次，刚下晚间活动，胡又发病了，一头栽倒在地，不醒人事。当时，窗外一片漆黑，电闪雷鸣，暴雨如注，一看病情危急，她抱起来就往医院跑，等到她和另一位照亮的老师一路小跑，跌跌撞撞来到乡卫生院时，早被暴雨和汗水淋得全身湿透。经过全力抢救，学生终于脱离危险。跑上跑下交药费，拿针药，当忙完这一切后，山村的雄鸡已经啼鸣。
有一回吃午饭，她发现刘某一个人躲在操场的角落——坐在坎边上默默啜泣，她问他为什么不去吃饭，刘说：“我没有钱了，爸爸出远门打工没寄钱回来。”望着这个可怜的孩子，她禁不住哽咽起来，流着泪说：“你怎么不早说，有老师在就不会让你饿肚子。”说完便拉着怏兮兮的刘来到食堂，含泪给他买了三十元钱的饭票。从此，她更加关注刘的成长，没有文具，她给他买，没有资料，她给他搜集。高山的冬天寒风刺骨，天寒地冻，看他衣服穿得特别单薄，甚至脚上连袜子也没有穿，就给他买衣服、鞋子、袜子，就这样，从20xx年二年级开始，她一直资助到刘小学毕业……
20xx年的冬天，在校住读生刘某和同学发生了矛盾，一气之下跑出了校园。晚上查寝时发现刘不在，校园里没找到人，家里由于大山里信号差，电话也联系不上，拿起手电往刘家赶。那晚，大雪纷飞，气温达到零下20多度。她一边走一边呼喊，待她翻山越岭，在迷茫的风雪之中两个多钟头走了十多里山路赶到刘云的家中时，她早已成了一个雪人。发现刘并没有回家，来不及喘一口气，连忙和刘的父母沿着上学的路去找，在森林边找到刘时，他已被冻得说不出话来，而此时已是凌晨一点。她心疼地说：“天寒地冻，这样冷。我喊你时，你怎么不答应?你知道老师和你爸妈多着急啊!”刘结结巴巴地说：“老师，我怕你责怪我，我不敢答应，都是我的错。”刘的父母连忙道歉。她*静地说：“孩子没有错，都是我们的'工作没有做好。现在什么也不要说了，赶快回家烧火煮姜汤让他喝，别让他感冒了。”这一夜，她耐心地做刘的思想工作，使他认识了自己的错误，消除了误解。第二天高高兴兴跟她回到了学校。
学生是她的真爱，教室是她的乐园。为了上好每一节课，为了那一双双渴求知识的眼睛，她不耻下问，经常在办公室向老教师讨教，经常和青年教师切磋教法。她钟爱情感教学法，规定自己没有被课文感动的，绝不传授给学生，她的很多教案是在感动的泪水中写出来的，为此上课时，她的声情并茂，真情流露的演讲，令许多听过她课的同行深深钦佩与折服。由于她孜孜不倦地努力，她所带的毕业班语文在全县调研考试中各项指标均居同类学校榜首，在全县优质课竞赛中获得一等奖，在跨市交流的示范课展示中得到专家一致好评。她利用休息时间撰写的《不应忽视的单元导读》等文章在《湖北教育》《三峡商报》等报刊发表。辛勤努力，取得了很多的荣誉，20xx年被教育部授予“优秀教师”荣誉称号。
这个扎根在昭君故里大山之中的乡村教师，像一株山中吐露幽香的野百合花，散发出独特的芬芳。
一路走来，她用心血和汗水，以无私的博爱与情怀，不辞辛苦，殚精竭虑，为山区的教育事业铺红迭翠，着色添彩，谱写了一曲曲催人奋进的赞歌。
在我教过的众多学生中，从事阳光下最崇高的教育事业的不是很多，所以我时常回忆小雷的故事。每每想起，总是那样自豪，总是那么温馨。
不知道您从哪里来，要到哪里去，可天很冷，我好想对您说，回家吧!可我还是装作若无其事，从您身旁走过，我甚至不敢看您一眼，我怕异样或同情的目光会伤害您。我安慰自己，您只是在等人，而不是流浪。
今天从天桥走过，是我第三次遇到您。您就孤独地坐在那里，不吵不闹，很安静。在您身旁不远处，是几包大件小件的行李。这几天，广州都特别冷，最低能到4度，我不知道夜里是不是会更冷。但对于我，低于9度，我都是不愿动惮的那种人。前两天周末，我把自己裹得像个粽子，就呆在家中，还是能冷得直发抖。所以，在这样风大，寒冷的早晨，您衣着也不够厚实，是不是会更加冷呢?
我从远处看您，大约是个中年男子，我猜测您该是个有家庭的人。为什么不回家去呢?为什么还要在这大城市漂泊流浪?你应该有个温柔的妻子，还有可爱的孩子在等着您回家吧?我不知道您的家在何方，但我知道您还在这里，在这人来人往的天桥，孤身一人，忍受寒风的折磨。
这让我想到在家乡的父母亲，在我还赖着床，不愿离开暖暖被窝的时候，他们已早早起来，在外忙活。寒风依旧大，他们的手，也一样冻得通红，但他们依然搓搓手继续干活。我也看过很多推着小车，在这寒冷的冬季，依旧卖着烤番薯、麻辣烫、水果等做小生意的叔叔阿姨。
这大概就是千千万万，普普通通的父母亲，在我们面前营造安慰舒适的生活，在外却要独自承受日晒雨淋，寒风冷眼。“哪有什么岁月静好，不过是有人替你负重前行罢了。”这才是生活最真实的模样，残酷且薄凉。
再看看匆匆而过的路人，有人打扮的光鲜亮丽，有人如我这般普通*凡，唯一相同的是，我们都步履匆匆。有人是家境殷实，但依旧坚持努力;有人朝九晚五，收入微薄，看似也和别人一样称为白领，然个中滋味，唯有自己能懂。我们有钱没钱的都说没钱，我们有能力没能力的都在努力。原来成年人的世界，真的没有“容易”二字。
我很惭愧，没能给人帮助。无论是路过在街边乞讨的人，还是在寒风中孤独一人的您，我都只是过路人。但我是真心愿你安好，陌生人!
历史上所有伟大的成就都是由于战胜了看起来是不可能的。
青春会有破茧成蝶。蝶舞惊艳，但，青春路上也布满了荆棘，沉重的现实使你的生活更加凄凉。落日在暮色的苍茫中隐去，你身后渐渐拖长了背影，黑暗渐渐吞噬着白昼。青春的残酷已经使你遍体鳞伤，你是该相信自己？是该执着？还是该放弃？
几只老狗毫无心事的朝着天际嚎叫，你的梦想仿佛遥不可及，你发现沉重与日俱增，那股现实徒生出巨大而又无形的力量，你已经无力抗拒，与现实僵持？你不知道，岁月将你的坚强删的流离失所，你犹豫着、困惑着、痛苦着，现实想让你支离破碎，你会甘于堕落还是选择重新站起来并为之奋斗？
现实注释了某些人的宿命，你会成为那些人吗？你跪在地上，泪如雨下，你需要别人的怜悯和施舍吗？不，绝不做懦夫，站起来，打败他们。
青春，就是勇敢的走向荆棘路，就是不顾一切的飞越陷阱和死胡同，就是义无反顾的在摔倒时重新站起，就是要创造属于自己的骄傲与神话。梦想的味道在你的心底忽隐忽现，这一刻，你内心有没有一股热血沸腾？
你已经没有时间去偷懒，当你觉得痛苦的时候，你不会再有找借口的心思，相信我，你会有那么一天的。因为到时候，你只会想到屈服和放弃，不过，当你觉得你已经倾尽全力的时候，你只需再多做一道物理题，再多记一个英语单词，再多背一个化学方程式，再多写一篇作文，直到你达到巅峰的顶点。
最大的敌人其实是我们自己，自己才是通向成功的障碍。命运如掌纹，是曲是伸终究掌握在自己手上。天地、世界、宇宙都无法否定你。
一缕阳光透过树枝缝隙穿透过来，你汗流成河，历尽苦难饥饿之后，泪水毫无遮掩的流淌着，这是激动的泪水，雨后初晴的天空，你获得成功的喜悦清晰可闻，你的确累了，你可以休息了，随意躺在一片草丛里，感谢岁月对你的恩赐，它给了你古铜色的皮肤和刚性的血液。时光夺取了你轻狂的眼神，却给了你嘴角上扬的资本。
青春若没有痛苦的挣扎、岁月的侵蚀，残酷的现实。那青春怎能被称之为青春呢？青春是用来回忆的，一个没有斑斓起伏的青春又有什么意义呢？
人到中年就会面临生活和工作各方面更多的问题。回顾这*几年的时光，工作是没有好好的处理妥当，毕竟所在单位相对规模较小，也容不得长时间的请假，所以家里一有事就不得不辞职离开原有岗位。现如今面临重新开始找份事做，赶巧今天秋雨凄凄凉风瑟瑟，心里犹如古往悲秋之士，情绪就多少还是有些低落。但后续好歹都得面对，毕竟无论如何日子还得继续，人最起码首先得要养家活着。
如今自己也年过四十了，现在年轻人脑子很聪明也灵活，尤其是结合智能终端的应用，处理事务的方式方法多效率也更高。虽然说自己年龄大的原因越来越不适应现在的职业需求似乎有点言过其词，但单从时间和心力上的确是不比当下的年轻人了。
接下来自己该如何谋求到一份工作呢?一代人有一代人的秉性和追求，对于有抱负有梦想的人到现在这个年龄就算是事业基本上有所成就或至少是相对事业稳定了。那么作为一个很*凡的普通从业者又该如何面对当下的自己呢?“要做好事，先要做好人”这句话虽然很朴素，我还是比较在意，作为普通人也得勉励自己要在一点一滴中不断完善自我。“能够与人同甘共苦，和睦相处”等等虽然不属于技术能力的范畴，但现在做事越来越拼的是团队能力，这种情况下亲和力就显得更为重要。随着年龄的长大，我的确也逐渐告别了朴素的衣裳，但我不会也永远不会告别难能可贵的朴实心灵!记得有句话说的很好“把脚步慢下来，让心跟上”。到啥时候都不要失去本有的色彩，否则就会日渐迷失自我。
很多求职者面对专业不对口而叫苦连天，并且能够找到100个自己不是懦夫的理由，却不甘愿拿出哪怕一个事实来证明我是勇士。在未来竞争日趋激烈的社会当中，互相合作、共同奋斗越来越重要，不会和别人合作，将无益于共同的事业，更无益于个人的发展，多年 以来的工作和生活经历使我深深体会到了“干一行，爱一行”和“不爱岗就会下岗，不敬业就会失业”的真正内涵。今天重新开始找工作，无论前途乐观与否，我必将勇敢扣响幸运之门，使自己在新的工作环境中更好地适应社会的需求，以便努力实现对自身也对别人负责的人生价值。
有很多的求职者感觉找工作愁、愁、愁。愁就愁吧，也许只有在犯愁当中才能使自己学得有效，做得完美，活得充实。
也许是受网络有关碎片化学*内容的影响，也许是为了逃离对手机的依赖，自己慢慢喜欢上了看书，而且看书的内容也并不固定。其实，看书是从大学的时候才慢慢开始的，当时喜欢看一些励志类书籍。一直以来，我并不是一个知道该怎么选择书籍的人，并不知道该看什么书，有的时候看什么书完全出于兴趣，有种天马行空的感觉。对于书，我还没有到如痴如醉的地步，最多只能算得上喜欢。对于选书，我认为适合自己的才是最好的。
我很庆幸，我们身处在现在这么一个便利的时代。如果你想找回传统的感觉，你可以看纸质书;如果你想携带方便存储多随时阅读，你可以看电子书;如果以上两者你都不想看又想学*知识，现在有很多APP如喜马拉雅、十点读书等有主播帮你读书，你还可以听书。真可以说，知识无处不在，就看你想不想学。看书，我更偏爱纸质书，个人感觉这才会让我找回读书的感觉。当然现在电子书也很多，也更加便宜，有很多还是免费，但看电子书可能就会不自觉地去看网页或者看视频。以前，自己看书都是偶尔听到广播或者报纸在推荐哪本书，我才会去买来看。但后来随着网络越来越普及，自己看网络信息的时间越来越多，放下手机却发现自己和仿佛什么都没看一样。我又慢慢地回归纸质图书，网络充斥着各类的信息，在接触的一些推荐书籍信息感觉功利性太强，慢慢地也不是太信任。后来选书时，喜欢上了畅销书和社科类书籍，感觉很通俗易懂，有些书甚至有一种一次想看完的感觉，这也许是畅销书畅销的原因之一吧。在一次与朋友聊天时，朋友推荐了某网络*台，书籍、电影等各类推荐信息都有，据说评价还比较中肯。以后购书时，我都会把该*台对书籍的评价作为重要的参考，以便决定自己该看什么书。
毕竟，身处在现在的我们精力是有限的而图书对我们来说几乎是无限的，我们已经不可能阅尽天下图书，所以只能选择好书来读，开阔自己的视野。在以后的购书历程中，我依据排行榜的高低来选择自己想看的书，当然也看到了一些好书，但也感觉有些书并不像评价的那样对自己有很大的影响和触动，当然并不是说这些书不是好书，我想应该是自己的阅历和文学水*还达不到，不能领会作品所要表达的内涵。就好像武侠小说《天龙八部》里面的一个片段，虚竹成为灵鹫宫宫主后到密室修炼神秘武学壁画，而服侍他的婢女在得到虚竹的许可后修炼壁画上的武功时，但由于自身的武学根基和内力不足反而使自己受伤。阅读是一项爱好，乐趣在于能够使人在认识世界的同时放松自己，追逐自己的兴趣去了解想知道的内容，增加人生的宽度和厚度。
在人类社会的历史长河中，我们沉淀了很多的优秀著作，它们都是经过前人精心打磨保存至今的经典，是前人思想的精华，我们通过阅读前人的著作才能够站在巨人的肩膀上看得更远，走得更远。当然，这些经典著作并不一定适合每个人去阅读，一本书的价值在于，它让阅读的人愉悦了身心，提升了自己对某项事业或事物的兴趣，向社会传递了正能量，这样的书就应该是一本好书。阅读是一项爱好，一个兴趣，每个人选择不会完全相同，但我相信只有适合自己的才是最好的。
夜深人静的时候，孩子给我出的题再次泛上心头，是啊，人为什么活着?为了名，为了利，还为了吃喝拉撒睡?我不知道。我出生于传统的农民家庭，小时候妈妈教导我图名不图利，要做个名声好的人。长大后，为了好名声，我做了个极度克制自己的好人。这些年，我一再反思，做一个“好说话”的烂好人好累!当我年*不惑，上有老下有小的压力让我对利益更加看重，自觉认同钱不是万能的，但没钱是万万不能的。与此同时，原生家庭“君子爱财取之有道”的紧箍咒儿不容我生发邪念。既没有刀口舔血的胆，又没有翻江倒海的能，只好老老实实呆着。为什么活着?为了一日三餐吗?为了风花雪月吗?为了可以一眼望到尽头的日子吗?我想也不是。
也许，我应抛开这个问题本身，以父亲的名义回应孩子--活着，是为了体验未知!是啊，昨天对我们来说已经成为历史，是哭是笑，是苦是累，都成为了过眼云烟。当下对我们而言正在现场直播，没有彩排，没有预演，有的只有随着日出日落悄悄消逝的光阴。只有明天，值得期待;只有明天，给人向往。没错，时间会改变一切。活着，才能见证这种改变。活着，才能成就这种改变。活着，才能诠释这种改变。为此，我们得好好地活着。
缘起不灭
我执迷不悟地将天空的缩影藏匿在瞳孔里，为的是看见神话中住在云朵里的神灵。有人笑我痴，翻来许多励志散文让我咀嚼，想要彻底粉碎我意识中的宿命感，虽然这样只是徒劳。
我不知道是否有来生.因为不知道，所以我好奇.
我没有超凡的洞察力和悟性，更无法想象像佛洛依德一样释梦，将今生来世淡若指间云烟。人终看不穿前世，也窥不破来生。毕竟除今生来世外，其它不可掌控。
海豚
我爱长流的东西，比如海。
——晨读倡议书 (菁华3篇)
尊敬的老师、亲爱的`同学们：
书籍是一个人精神世界的基石，体现的是人类文明传承和延续。为深入实施素质教育，创建良好的校园文化，营造浓郁的读书氛围，借本校第三届“读书节”活动为契机，扎实而有效地开展经典诵读活动，使学生阅读经典，亲*书籍，享受阅读的乐趣。让学生们在诵读过程中获得传统经典文化的基本熏陶和修养，弘扬祖国优秀的传统文化，提高广大学生文化和道德素质，增强民族自信心和自豪感。我校本学期特开展以“读千古美文，做少年君子”为主题的经典诵读活动，将经典诵读与孝心教育有机结合起来。
风乍起，吹皱一池春水。诵读《弟-子规》，与古人居;诵读《德道经》，与老子谋。为此，我们倡议：
一、热爱国学，亲*经典。系统接触影响*文化最为深远的经典著作，包括《弟-子规》、《三字经》、《唐诗三百首》等美文名篇，通过多种方式学*、熏陶、诵读、理解。
二、让读经典，诵经典成为我们学*的一部分,坚持与同学,家长分享交流读经典的快乐与心得。
三、做到储蓄经典美文，培养文明行为。从自己开始讲文明话，做文明事，远离自私，远离冷漠，让经典的忠、廉、孝、爱、义、恭、礼、智、信、让等理念在校园、家庭、社区扎根、生长、开花、结果，传颂在校园和社会每个角落。
四、“诵读”即为“出声的读”，达到“熟读自然成诵”的理想境界。鉴于此，提出如下要求：收集#url#
(一)保证诵读时间。每周二晨读为经典诵读时间，每月最后一周的周一为全校“经典诵读”展示时间，全期经典诵读全校集体展示四次。采用先全校集体朗诵后分年级朗诵的形式，积少成多，持之以恒，各班努力做到“读而常吟之”，“学而时*之”。
(二)注重校内向校外延伸，利用主题班队活动、节假日开展多种形式的读书活动，不断地激发学生的阅读兴趣。例如开展“优秀诗文朗诵会”、“诵读小小擂台赛”、“读书小能手”等评选活动。
(三)每天布置家庭作业时，根据本班实际情况加入诵读内容，家长督促签字。
(四)各科教师都要自觉地在班主任教师的统一协调下，在规定的时间段里，有条不紊地创造性地组织、指导学生开展形式多样的诵读活动。
老师们，同学们，积极响应我们的倡议，积极投身到经典书籍的诵读活动中来吧!让我们行动起来，与经典同行，以圣贤为师，诵读经典美文，塑造金色童年，传播中华文化，为中华民族的伟大复兴而坚持不懈!让我们的校园书香四溢，让我们“读千年美文，做少年君子!”
亲爱的同学们：
中华文明五千年，国学思想博大精深。“大学之道在明明德，在亲明，在止于至善”的治学观、“唯天下至诚，为能经纶天下之大经，立天下志大本，知天地之化育”的用人观、“博学之，审问之，慎思之，明辨之，笃行之”的学*观，等等，国学的思想渗透到了中华文化的脉络中，源远流长，泽惠至今。
正如人们所说，国学是*传统学术，是中华传统文化的精华。国学蕴涵着为人处世、齐家治国的人生观、世界观和价值观，国学应该成为中华民族的精神长城，思想根基。作为即将升起的明日之星，我们有责任和义务去继承先贤圣哲留下来的无尽的精神财富。俗话说“一年之计在于春，一日之计在于晨”，亲爱的同学们，让我们利用清晨的大好时光，伴着晨雾和朝阳，一起诵读《论语》吧，这未尝不是一种享受！
为此，我们倡议：
1、每周二、周四早晨6：20—7:00在田径场、篮球场、多媒体教室进行晨读。
2、以《论语》、《大学》、《中庸》等为晨读的主要内容。
3、在相关老师的组织下，播放经典朗读光盘带读，或由普通话标准、表达能力较强的同学带读。
同学们，人文日新，从青年起；青年日新，从晨读起。让我们一起诵读千古美文，做少年君子；让我们一起读圣贤书，立君子品，做有德人！
亲爱的同学们：
大家好!
人文日新，从青年起；青年日新，从晨读起。
生命在于运动，学*在于坚持。你想用最简单轻松而且实用的方法提高成绩吗？你想永远告别落后的挫败感，在人生旅途中添上精彩的一笔吗？你想告别懒散的生活，信心十足地拥抱灿烂的未来吗?
你只需每天早上潇洒地携带着书本大声朗读，你只需每天晚上提醒自己“明天我还要坚持下去”。坚持下去，那就意味着希望
，意味着成功的脚步离我们愈来愈*。
一天之计在于晨，一生之计在于勤。赶快加入到我们的晨读队伍中吧！伴随着四月和煦的清风，踩着轻快的脚步，携一本书，朗出你的激情，诵出你的诗意，与阳光同行，与青春同行！
——最新4月你好的唯美文案 (菁华3篇)
1、特别的情愫，遇到你的那刻肆意的释放。
2、就算这世界荒芜，总有一个人会是你的信徒。
3、你好，四月!与其在别人的生活里跑龙套，不如精彩做自己。
4、年少不懂相思愁，枉自风流，遇卿后，浪子回头。
5、你是我小心维护的梦我疲倦地享受着这个无法靠*的光芒。
6、人生是自己选择的，你一定不要放弃自己。四月你好。
7、你眼中的星河烂漫是我不曾见过的世外桃源。四月你好!
8、丧什么，你讨厌的人比你优秀比你努力。
9、我要悄悄拔尖，然后惊艳所有人。
10、凡尘俗世，你来我往，纷纷扰扰难以回避。让你生气的人请不要在意，让你快乐的人请记得珍惜，让你无拘无束的人请藏在心底放进漫长的生命里。3月再见，4月你好。
11、愿四月的初雪覆盖整个世界的不堪，愿你善待时光，善待自己。
12、淡淡的日子，淡淡的心情，淡淡的阳光，淡淡的风，凡事淡淡的，就好。三月再见，四月你好!
13、许一场流年，若时光不老，你在，便是温暖，我在，便是晴天，一笑嫣然。
14、想你的时候，嘴角不觉间溢满微笑。
15、好想静静的坐在梧桐树下，静静的仰望天空，静静的看天空的云彩，静静的忧伤。
16、四月，放下过去的悲伤，学会珍惜，开始明日的征程。
17、回家的路上路灯坏了好几盏，没有了灯光我看不清路途，却看见没有发言权却落寞的影子。你好四月，再见三月!
18、岁月很长，人海茫茫，别回头也别将就，自然会有良人来爱你。三月再见，四月你好。
19、四月你好，愿四月的阳光给予你最初的温暖，愿四月的清风抚*你心底的波澜，愿四月以温柔待你。
20、时间会告诉我们，简单的喜欢最长远，*凡中的陪伴最心安，懂你的人最温暖。
1、你是人间四月天，卿如梦里三春柳。
2、四月，日光渐渐明媚，万物随日月而动，陌上花开蝴蝶飞，草长莺飞燕归来。
3、三月转瞬即逝，四月倏忽而至，告别乍暖还寒，迎来艳阳暖风，昨日已是过往，未来一片明亮，四月带着满身诗意，翩然前来。时光从我们面前走过，只是为了让我们与过去告别，把生活过成自己想要的样子，让未来的日子做更好的自己。愿你尽享四月的热烈，愿你珍惜四月的时光。
4、乐观都于一个灾难中看到一个希望，悲观中于一个希望中看到一个灾难。四月你好!
5、四月，依旧携一丝清冷。风起，柳絮飞扬，如曼妙飞舞的梦蝶，在点点金色的光晕里打着旋，轻盈落下，飘落于眉间，飘落于掌心。茫然间，有些许伤感，又是柳絮飘飞的季节。阳春四月，你好~
6、任何一个人离开你都并非突然作的决定，人心是慢慢变冷，树叶是渐渐变黄，故事是缓缓写到结局，而爱，是因为失望太多，才变成不爱。三月再见，四月你好。
7、真正的力量是，当所有的人都希望你崩溃的时候，你还可以聚精会神。四月，你好!
8、时间他会咬人，你不走便会满身伤痕。你好，四月!
9、四月，你好!请微笑一直向前!
10、日之计在于晨，一年之计在于春，工作的开始，定下新一年的目标，也让心中踏实。
11、再见，三月。把不好的情绪，糟糕的事情，都留在三月吧，眼下正困扰着你的烦恼，都不值得影响你未来的每一天，而唯有忘记，才能带来全新的快乐。
12、过去的三月，不管你过得怎样，不必太在意。若是美好，叫做精彩;若是糟糕，叫做经历，崭新的四月，所有的一切，重新抒写。不管天气如何。记得带上自己的阳光。
13、风如此轻，阳光如此暖，那些偷偷溜走的时光，催老着我们的容颜，也让我们的人生更加丰盈。一抬头，你将会发现，四月的阳光更加明媚;伸出手，就能感受到，四月的风将更加温柔。
14、你大可不必担心自己努力了，会不会不优秀。你要担心的是：比你优秀的人还比你更努力。三月再见，四月你好。
15、月色皎皎，阳光融融，四月，愿你跋山涉水，一路繁华盛景，一路有人相伴。
16、五在这春暖花开的四月，愿你：烦恼莫要沾，快乐莫要断。急躁莫上心，宽心得安慰。疾病离远些，健康是关键。朋友不能忘，情谊不能变。祝福已送达，幸福到永远。
17、只要我的手机还有电和流量，孤独它就追不上我。
18、哪有一帆风顺的人生，总会有所有情绪崩溃的时候，生活总是这样会带给你各种坎坷，相信自己，会好的，熬过去就好了!早安!
19、四月你好，三月再见莫负春光不蹉跎，不虚度愿你遇见更好的自己。
20、三四月的春风抚弄着我的发梢，除了带来丝丝的困惑，也给我带来了一阵心寒。
1、四月的阳台将呈现另一番的景像，花开花落将不断的上演一幂又一幂，喜欢呆在阳台的花园里，把这一切都记录下来，收进眼里，装入脑海里!再见了三月，四月你好啊!
2、今天是四月第一天，祝福送上，为四月开一个好头!
3、四月里的春，草色遥看是抒情;四月里的雨，心旷鸟啼鸣春情;四月里的情，悄悄挑逗好心情：俺惟把短信快快送，愿你春风得意行!
4、生活每天都会有不同的事情上演，正是那些褪色的细细碎碎的点滴，拼凑了我们完完整整的人生。四月，你好，早安!
5、三月的最后一天，轻轻地给你一个祝福，希望它能开启你美好的四月，祝你接下来更加幸福，吉祥如意伴着你。
6、顺境时，多一份思索;逆境时，多一份勇气;成功时，多一份淡然;彷徨时，多一份信念。三月再见，四月你好。
7、四月，希望这是一个新的开始。
8、三月，再见。四月，你好!愿你从今天起，迎来人间最美四月天，愿你从今天起，不负时光不负己。
9、四月你好，带着感恩与善良，不忘初心，温暖前行。
10、四月是一个温柔舒适的季节，没有狂风骤雨，没有烈日炎炎，可以洋洋洒洒地出行，三五成群踏歌出行，去感受着大自然的馈赠。
——英语简单晨读美文合集五篇
There are lives that have bread in abundance and yet are starved; with barns and warehouses filled, with shelves and larders laden they are empty and hungry. No man need envy them; their feverish, restless whirl in the dust of publicity is but the search for a satisfaction never to be found in things. They are called rich in a world where no others are more truly, pitiably poor; having all, they are yet lacking in all because they have neglected the things within. The abundance of bread is the cause of many a man's deeper hunger. Having known nothing of the discipline that develops life's hidden sources of satisfaction, nothing of the struggle in which deep calls unto deep and the true life finds itself, he spends his days seeking to satisfy his soul with furniture, with houses and lands, with yachts and merchandise, seeking to feed his heart on things, a process of less promise and reason than feeding a snapping turtle on thoughts. It takes many of us altogether too long to learn that you cannot find satisfaction so long as you leave the soul out of your reckoning. If the heart be empty the life cannot be filled. The flow must cease at the faucet if the fountains go dry. The prime, the elemental necessities of our being are for the life rather than the body, its house. But, alas, how often out of the marble edifice issues the poor emaciated inmate, how out of the life having many things comes that which amounts to nothing. The essential things are not often those which most readily strike our blunt senses. We see the shell first. To the undeveloped mind the material is all there is. But looking deeper into life there comes an awakening to the fact and the significance of the spiritual, the feeling that the reason, the emotions, the joys and pains that have nothing to do with things, the ties that knit one to the infinite, all of which constitute the permanent elements of life.
永远的两姐妹
今天我们来读一个关于两姊妹的故事。两姊妹的名字叫珊蒂与坎蒂。
Today we are reading a story about two sisters . Their name were Sundy and Candy .
她们非常寂寞。当她们的母亲去世时，珊蒂还只个是中学生，而坎蒂只是一个小学生。
They were very lonely . When their mother died , Sundy was only junior high student and Candy was an elementary school student .
她们的父亲是一个赌徒，从早到晚只知道赌博，最后落得债台高筑
Their father was a gambler . He gambled nights and days . And finally ended up in high debt .
为了逃避赌债，他丢下两姊妹跑掉了
So to avoid repaying the money , he ran away and left the two sisters behind .
那时母亲也已经去世五年了。父亲遗弃她们后，两姐妹只能住在朋友家，因为她们自家的房子已经拿去抵债了。
At that time their mother had being died for five years . After their father walked down them . The two sisters could only stay at friend’s house because their own house was giving away to repay their father’s debt .
但两姐妹不害怕艰辛，仍然对未来抱持着美好的希望
But the two sisters never feared hardship and did not lose hope for a better life .
开朗快乐地过着每一天,两姊妹都非常勤奋。珊蒂利用课余时间打工赚钱养家。
They lived their life happily and actively . The two sisters were both wery hard working , after school Sundy the elder sister did every thing she could to support the family .
她送报纸，有时做家教赚钱。妹妹坎蒂在家负责做饭、打扫等一切家事，她年纪虽小，却能掌管好金钱。
She sold newspapers and sometimes worked as a tutor to earn extra money . And Candy the younger sister prepared meals and did all the trifles at home . Though the younger sister was small , she could manage money very well .
两姐妹互相关心，两人在学校的成绩都很突出。
The two sisters cared for each other and their school grades were excellent .
如今，她们依然贫困。但她们的故事感动了许多人，大家纷纷从各方面帮助她们。
Now the two sisters are still in poverty , but their stories have touched a lot of people .
住在同一社区的房东、管澡堂的婆婆、商店老板，以及她们的同学和老师，都照顾着她们。
And they help the two sisters in any way they can . The landlord , the by house keeper , the shop owners ,their school mates and teachers and some neighborhood are all looking after them .
虽然生活贫困艰辛，但对她们两人来说，每天都能在一起就是最大的幸福。
Poor as they are , they say : they are the happiest persons in the world because they can be with each other every day .
You hear it all along the river. You hear it, loud and strong, from the rowers as they urge the junkwith its high stem, the mast lashed alongside, down the swift running stream. You hear it from the trackers, a more breathless chant, as they pull desperately against the current, half a dozen of them perhaps if they are taking up a sampan, a couple of hundred if they are hauling a splendidjunk, its square sail set, over a rapid. On the junk a man stands amidships beating a drum incessantlyto guide their efforts, and they pull with all their strength, like men possessed, bent double; and sometimes in the extremity of their travail they crawl on the ground, on all fours, like the beasts of the field. They strain, strain fiercely, against the pitiless might of the stream. The leader goes up and down the line and when he sees one who is not putting all his will into the task he brings down his split bamboo on the naked back. Each one must do his utmost or the labour of all is vain. And still they sing a vehement, eager chant, the chant of the turbulent waters. I do not know how words can describe what there is in it of effort. It serves to express the straining heart, the breaking muscles, and at the same time the indomitable spirit of man which overcomes the pitiless force of nature. Though the rope may part and the great junk swing back, in the end the rapid will be passed; and at the close of the weary day there is the hearty meal...
沿着整条河，都能够听见歌声，洪亮而有力度。船夫们划着木船顺流而下，船尾翘得高高的，船边绑着桅杆。这也许是急促些的号子吧。纤夫们拼命地拉着纤逆流而上，如果拉的是小木船，也许就只有五六个人，如果拉的是过急滩、扬着横帆的大船，就要二百多人了。一个壮汉站在船中央，不停地击鼓助威，指引着他们加紧干活。于是，他们用尽全身的力量，着了魔似的，俯身探地，有时用尽力了，就全身趴在地上匍匐前进，像是田地里劳动的牲畜。他们用力，拼命用力，对抗着流水无情的阻挡之力。领头的在纤绳前后不停奔走，看到有人没有竭尽全力，就用竹板打他的光背。每个人都必须竭尽全力，否则就要前功尽弃。就这样，他们仍旧唱着激昂而炙烈的号子，那汹涌澎湃的河水号子。我不知道用怎样的词语才能描写出这其中的拼搏，它体现出了紧绷的弦，几乎要断裂的筋肉，同时也体现了人类以顽强的精神克服这无情的自然力。虽然绳子可能扯断，大船可能倒退，但终能渡过激流。在筋疲力尽的一天结束之后，可以痛快地吃上一顿饱饭……
But the most agonising song is the song of the coolies who bring the great bales from the junk up the steep steps to the town wall. Up and down they go, endlessly, and endless as their toil rises theirrhythmic cry. He, aw,ah,on. They are barefoot and naked to the waist. The sweat pours down their faces and their song is a groan of pain. It is a sigh of despair. It is heart rending. It is hardly human. It is the cry of souls in infinite distress, only just musical, and that last note is the ultimate sob of humanity. Life is too hard, too cruel, and this is the final despairing protest. That is the song of the river.
然而最让人苦闷的歌是苦力的歌，他们背着从船上卸下的大包，沿着陡坡爬上城墙。他们不停地来回上下，和着没有尽头的劳动，响起有节奏的喊声：嗨，呦，嗨，呦。他们赤脚裸背，脸上的汗水不断地向下流。他们的歌是痛苦的**，失望的叹息，让人们听起来心碎不已，难以相信是人的声音。这是在无尽的悲凉中呼喊的灵魂，只不过配上了有节奏的音乐，那终曲简直就是人性最终的低泣。生活如此艰难、如此残酷，这喊声正是最后绝望的**，这就是河之歌！
We observe today not a victory of party, but a celebration of freedom, symbolizing an end, as well as a beginning; signifying renewal, as well as change. For I have sworn before you and Almighty God the same solemn oath our forebears prescribed nearly a century and three quarters ago.
In your hands, my fellow citizens, more than in mine, will rest the final success or failure of our course. Since this country was founded, each generation of Americans has been summoned to give testimony to its national loyalty. The graves of young Americans who answered the call to service surround the globe.
Now the trumpet summons us again, not as a call to bear arms, though arms we need; not as a call to battle, though embattled we are; but a call to bear the burden of a long twilight struggle, year in and year out, “rejoicing in hope; patient in tribulation”, a struggle against the common enemies of man: tyranny, poverty, disease, and war itself.
Can we forge against these enemies a grand and global alliance, North and South, East and West, that can assure a more fruitful life for all mankind? Will you join in that historic effort?
In the long history of the world, only a few generations have been granted the role of defending freedom in its hour of maximum danger. I do not shrink from this responsibility. I welcome it. I do not believe that any of us would exchange places with any other people or any other generation. The energy, the faith, the devotion which we bring to this endeavor will light our country and all who serve it. And the glow from that fire can truly light the world.
And so, my fellow Americans, ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country.
My fellow citizens of the world, ask not what America will do for you, but what together we can do for the freedom of man.
Finally, whether you are citizens of America or citizens of the world, ask of us here the same high standards of strength and sacrifice which we ask of you. With a good conscience our only sure reward, with history the final judge of our deeds, let us go forth to lead the land we love, asking His blessing and His help, but knowing that here on earth, God’s work must truly be our own.
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就职演讲(节选)
今天我们庆祝的不是政党的胜利，而是自由的胜利。这象征着一个结束，也象征着一个开端;意味着延续也意味看变革。因为我已在你们跟全能的上帝面前，宣读了我们的先辈在170多年前拟定的庄严誓言。
公民们，我们方针的最终成败与其说掌握在我手中，不如说掌握在你们手中。自从合众国建立以来，每一代美国人都曾受到召唤去证明他们对国家的忠诚。响**唤而献身的美国青年的坟墓遍及全球。
现在，号角已再次吹响---不是召唤我们拿起武器，虽然我们需要武器;不是召唤我们去作战，虽然我们严阵以待。它召唤我们为迎接黎明而肩负起漫长斗争的重任，年复一年，从希望中得到欢乐，在磨难中保持耐性，对付人类共同的敌人---专制、社团、疾病跟战争本身。
为反对这些敌人，确保人类更为丰裕的生活，我们能够组成一个包括东西南北各方的全球大联盟吗?你们愿意参加这一历史性的努力吗?
在漫长的世界历史中，只有少数几代人在自由处于最危急的时刻被赋予保卫自由的责任。我不会推卸这一责任，我欢迎这一责任。我不相信我们中间有人想同其他人或其他时代的人交换位置。我们为这一努力所奉献的精力、信念跟忠诚，将照亮我们的国家跟所有为国效劳的人，而这火焰发出的光芒定能照亮全世界。
因此，美国同胞们，不要问国家能为你们做些什么、而要问你们能为国家做些什么。
全世界的公民们，不要问美国将为你们做些计人，而要问我们共同能为人类的自由做些什么。
最后，不论你们是美国公民还是其他国家的公民，你们应要求我们献出我们同样要求于你们的高度力量跟牺牲。问心无愧是我们唯一可靠的奖赏，历史是我们行动的最终裁判，让我们走向前去，引导我们所热爱的国家。我们祈求上帝的福佑跟帮助，但我们知道，确切地说，上帝在尘世的工作必定是我们自己的工作。
Each spring brings a new blossom of wildflowers in the ditches along the highway I travel daily to work. There is one particular blue flower that has always caught my eyes. I've noticed that it blooms only in the morning hours, the afternoon sun is too warm for it. Every day for approximately two weeks, I see those beautiful flowers. This spring, I started a wildflower garden in our yard. I can look out of the kitchen window while doing the dishes and see the flowers. I've often thought that those lovely blue flowers from the ditches would look great in that bed alongside other wildflowers. Everyday I drove past the flowers thinking, “I'll stop on my way home and dig them.”
“Gee, I don't want to get my good clothes dirty...” Whatever the reason, I never stopped to dig them. My husband even gave me a folding shovel one year for my trunk to be used for that expressed purpose. One day on my way home from work, I was saddened to see that the highway department had mowed the ditches and the pretty blue flowers were gone. I thought to myself, “Way to go, you waited too long. You should have done it when you first saw them blooming this spring.” A week ago we were shocked and saddened to learn that my oldest sister-in-law has a terminal brain tumor. She is 20 years older than my husband and unfortunately, because of age and distance, we haven’t been as close as we all would have liked. I couldn’t help but see the connection between the pretty blue flowers and the relationship between my husband's sister and us. I do believe that God has given us some time left to plant some wonderful memories that will bloom every year for us. And yes, if I see the blue flowers again, you can bet I'll stop and transplant them to my wildflower garden.
