There is no rehearsal in life, every day is a live broadcast. Learn to cherish and be kind to every opportunity that passes you by. The following is an English composition describing life!
Human Life a Poem 译文
I think that, from a biological standpoint, human life almost reads like a poem. It has its own rhythm and beat, its internal cycles of growth and decay. It begins with innocent childhood, followed by awkward adolescence trying awkwardly to adapt itself to mature society, with its young passions and follies, its ideals and ambitions; then it reaches a manhood of intense activities, profiting from experience and learning more about society and human nature; at middle age, there is a slight easing of tension, a mellowing of character like the ripening of fruit or the mellowing of good wine, and the gradual acquisition of a more tolerant, more cynical and at the same time a kindlier view of life; then In the sunset of our life, the endocrine glands decrease their activity, and if we have a true philosophy of old age and have ordered our life pattern according to it, it is for us the age of peace and security and leisure and contentment; finally, life flickers out and one goes into eternal sleep, never to wake up again.
One should be able to sense the beauty of this rhythm of life, to appreciate, as we do in grand symphonies , its main theme, its strains of conflict and the final resolution. The movements of these cycles are very much the same in a normal life, but the music must be provided by the individual himself. In some souls, the discordant note bees harsher and harsher and finally overwhelms or submerges the main melody. Sometimes the discordant note gains so much power that the music can no longer go on, and the individual shoots himself with a pistol or jump into a river. But that is because his original leitmotif has been hopelessly over-showed through the lack of a good self-education. Otherwise the normal human life runs to its normal end in kind of dignified movement and procession. There are sometimes in many of us too many staccatos or impetuosos, and because the tempo is wrong, the music is not pleasing to the ear; we might have more of the grand rhythm and majestic tempo o the Ganges, flowing slowly and eternally into the sea.
Life is like Poetry
No one can say that life with childhood, manhood and old age is not a beautiful arrangement; the day has its morning, noon and sunset, and the year has its seasons, and it is good that it is so. There is no good or bad in life, except what is good according to its own season. And if we take this biological view of life and try to live according to the seasons, no one but a conceited fool or an impossible idealist can deny that human life can be lived like a poem. Shakespeare has expressed this idea more graphically in his passage about the seven stages of life, and a good many Chinese writers have said about the same thing. It is curious that Shakespeare was never very religious, or very much concerned with religion. I think this was his greatness; he took human life largely as it was, and intruded himself as little upon the general scheme of things as he did upon the characters of his plays. Shakespeare was like Nature itself, and that is the greatest pliment we can pay to a writer or thinker. He merely lived, observed life and went away.
Translation:
Life is like poetry
I think, from a biological point of view, human life is just like poetry. Life has its own rhythm and rhythm, its own inner formation and decay. Life begins with innocent childhood, and through the youthful youth, with passion and ignorance, ideals and ambitions, one clumsily and diligently matures; later, when one reaches adulthood, one has more experience, has seen more people, and has become more involved in the world. , the benefits gradually increase; in middle age, the tension of life is relieved, and people's character becomes more and more mature, like fragrant fruits and mellow wines, and they are more tolerant. Although they are more pessimistic in life, their attitude towards life becomes more and more. Yu Heshan; then comes the twilight of life and the activity of the endocrine system decreases. If we have understood the true meaning of old age at this time and arrange our remaining years accordingly, our life will be peaceful, quiet, serene and content; finally, the candle of life will flicker and end When it goes out, people begin to sleep forever and never wake up again.
People should learn to feel the beauty of the rhythm of life, just like listening to a symphony, appreciating its main melody, passionate climax and soothing ending. These repeated movements are similar to our lives, but individual music must be composed by ourselves. In some people's minds, the dissonance will become more and more harsh, and can eventually cover up the main tune; sometimes the dissonance will accumulate huge energy and make the music unable to continue. At this time, people will commit suicide with a gun or drown themselves in a river.
This is his original theme hopelessly obscured simply because of his lack of self-education. Otherwise, ordinary people will move towards the established end point with decent movements and procedures. There are often too many staccato or fortissimo sounds in most of us. That is because the rhythm is wrong, and the music of life is no longer pleasant to the ear. We should be like the Ganges River, imitating her grand and heroic slow flow to the sea.
Life has childhood, youth and old age. No one can deny that this is a beautiful arrangement. A day must have morning, noon and sunset, and a year must be divided into four seasons. This is the best. There is no good or bad life, but each season has its own benefits. If we hold this biological point of view and live according to the seasons, who but the arrogant fool and the hopeless idealist can say that life cannot be lived like poetry. Shakespeare vividly explained the view that life is divided into seven stages in one of his passages, and many Chinese writers have said similar things. Oddly enough, Shakespeare was not a devout religious person, nor did he care much about religion. I think this is what is great about him, he has a let-it-take-the-flow attitude towards life, and he interferes and changes little in the affairs of life, just like he does with drama characters. Shakespeare is like nature, which is the highest compliment we can give a writer or thinker. He just experienced and observed life along the way, and left us.