不要让对于过去的懊恼和担心消磨了你的斗志。不论过去经历过什么，从中汲取教训，继续前行吧。
I have always wondered at the passion many people have to meet the celebrated. The prestige you acquire by being able to tell your friends that you know famous men proves only that you are yourself of small account. The celebrated develop a technique to deal with the persons they come across. They show the world a mask, often an impressive on, but take care to conceal their real selves. They play the part that is expected from them, and with practice learn to play it very well, but you are stupid if you think that this public performance of theirs corresponds with the man within.
I have been attached, deeply attached, to a few people; but I have been interested in men in general not for their own sakes, but for the sake of my work. I have not, as Kant enjoined, regarded each man as an end in himself, but as material that might be useful to me as a writer. I have been more concerned with the obscure than with the famous. They are more often themselves. They have had no need to create a figure to protect themselves from the world or to impress it. Their idiosyncrasies have had more chance to develop in the limited circle of their activity, and since they have never been in the public eye it has never occurred to them that they have anything to conceal. They display their oddities because it has never struck them that they are odd. And after all it is with the common run of men that we writers have to deal; kings, dictators, commercial magnates are from our point of view very unsatisfactory. To write about them is a venture that has often tempted writers, but the failure that has attended their efforts shows that such beings are too exceptional to form a proper ground for a work of art. They cannot be made real. The ordinary is the writer’s richer field. Its unexpectedness, its singularity, its infinite variety afford unending material. The great man is too often all of a piece; it is the little man that is a bundle of contradictory elements. He is inexhaustible. You never come to the end of the surprises he has in store for you. For my part I would much sooner spend a month on a desert island with a veterinary surgeon than with a prime minister.
论见名人
许多人热衷于见名人，我始终不得其解。在朋友面前吹嘘自己认识某某名人，同此而来的声望只能证明自己的微不足道。名人个个练就了一套处世高招，无论遇上谁，都能应付自如。他们给世人展现的是一副面具，常常是美好难忘的面具，但他们会小心翼翼地掩盖自己的真相。他们扮演的是大家期待的角色，演得多了，最后都能演得惟妙惟肖。如果你还以为他们在公众面前的表演就是他们的真实自我，那就你傻了。
我自己就喜欢一些人，非常喜欢他们。但我对人感兴趣一般不是因为他们自身的缘故，而是出于我工作需求。正如康德劝告的那样，我从来没有把认识某人作为目的，而是将其当作对一个作家有用的创作素材。比之名流显士，我更加关注无名小卒。他们常常显得较为自然真实，他们无须再创造另一个人物形象，用他来保护自己不受世人干扰，或者用他来感动世人。他们的社交圈子有限，自己的种种癖性也就越有可能得到滋长。因为他们从来没有引起公众的关注，也就从来没有想到过要隐瞒什么。他们会表露他们古怪的一面，因为他们从来就没有觉得有何古怪。总之，作家要写的是普通人。在我们看来，国王，和商界大亨等都是不符合条件的。去撰写这些人物经常是作家们难以抗拒的冒险之举，可为此付出的努力不免以失败告终，这说明这些人物都过于特殊，无法成为一件艺术作品的创作根基，作家也不可能把他们写得真真切切。老百姓才是作家的创作沃土，他们或变幻无常，或难觅其二，各式人物应有尽有，这些都给作家提供了无限的创作素材。大人物经常是千人一面，小人物身上才有一组组矛盾元素，是取之不尽的创作源泉，让你惊喜不断。就我而言，如果在孤岛上度过一个月，我宁愿和一名兽医相守，也不愿同一位首相做伴。
The thermometer had dropped to 18 deGREes below zero, but still chose to sleep in the porch as usual Though they were a mere sprinkle of twinkling dots, yet I had become so accustomed to them that their occasional absence would bring me loneliness and ennui My roommate and I, each wrapped in a quilt, were seated far apart in a different corner of the porch, facing each other and chatting away I beamed and said pointing to a tiny lamplight on the opposite mountain, “It’s Jupiter over there!”
More and more lights came into sight as we kept pointing here and there With the distinction between sky and forest obscured by snowflakes, the numerous lamp-lights now easily passed for as many stars With the illusory stars hanging still overhead, I was spared the effort of tracing their positions when I woke up from my dreams in the dead of night.
Thus I found consolation even on a lonely snowy night ！
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.”
Some of the greatest success stories of history have followed a word of encouragement or an act of confidence by a loved one or a trusting friend. Had it not been for a confident wife,Sophia,we might not have listed among the great names of literature the name of Nathaniel Hawthorne. When Nathaniel,a heartbroken man,went home to tell his wife that he was a failure and had been fired from his job in a customhouse,she surprised him with an exclamation of joy.
"Now," she said triumphantly,"you can write your book!"
"Yes," replied the man,with sagging confidence,"and what shall we live on while I am writing it?"
To his amazement,she opened a drawer and pulled out a substantial amount of money.
"Where on earth did you get that?" he exclaimed.
"I have always know you were a man of genius," she told him. "I knew that someday you would write a masterpiece. So every week,out of the money you gave me for housekeeping,I saved a little bit. So here is enough to last us for one whole year."
From her trust and confidence came one of the greatest novels of American literature,The Scarlet Letter.
where there is life, there is musicwhat is music, no one can explain.just imagine for a moment that you are sitting in a magnificent concert hall.
the conductor waves his shiny baton with a graceful swing through the air. a beautiful
melody floats slowly around youi like music from my childhood. my father often says when i was a baby i would
never go to sleep without soft, beautiful lullabies crooning around my ears 。 now
music is a part of my life. when i feel tired, disappointed or in low spirits, i usually
turn to music. music, nothing but only music can have so wonderful an effect on my
heart, on my pond of feeling.so dear friends, let’s open our arms to embrace music and enjoy it throughout
our lives. love music and love life. thank you.
Nasrudin is walking past a cave when he sees a yogi, deep in meditation, and he asks the yogi what he is searching for. The yogi says: I study the animals and have learned many lessons from them that can transform a mans life.
A fish once saved my life, Nasrudin replies. If you teach me everything you know, I will tell you how it happened.
The Yogi is astonished; only a holy man could be saved by a fish. And he decides to teach Nasrudin everything he knows. When he has finished, he says to Nasrudin: Now that I have taught you everything, I would be proud to know how a fish saved your life.
Very simple, says Nasrudin, I was almost dying of hunger when I caught it and, thanks to that fish, I had enough food for three days.
Spring girl came to us with a beautiful dance. With a magic wand, the whole world turned green.
Today, my mother and I went to spring. As soon as I walk into the park, I feel the color in front of me.
Winter jasmine is blowing its trumpet, because spring is coming, it will play a good song for spring girl. The grass stretched its neck high as if to see something. Camellia laughed and blushed because it could see a new world again. Willow sways its soft body in the wind.
Ah, spring has come to us.
春姑娘跳着优美的舞蹈走到了我们的身边，她一挥魔法棒，整个世界变绿了。
今天，我和妈妈去找春天。一走进公园，感觉眼前彩色的一片。迎春花吹着它的喇叭，因为春天来了，它要为春姑娘吹上好听的歌。小草把它的脖子伸得老高，好像在看什么。茶花乐得笑红了脸，因为它又能看见一个新的世界。柳树随风摇曳着它柔软的`身子。
啊，春天来到了我们的身边。
Imagine life as a game in which you are juggling five balls in the air. You name them: work, family, health, friends, and spirit, and you're keeping all of them in the air. You will soon understand that work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will bounce back. But the other four balls--family, health, friends, and spirit are made of glass. If you drop one of these, they will be irrevocably scuffed, marked, nicked, damaged, or even shattered. They will never be the same. You must understand that and strive for balance in your life.
"The days that make us happy make us wise."----John Masefield
when I first read this line by England's Poet Laureate, it startled me. What did Masefield mean? Without thinking about it much, I had always assumed that the opposite was true. But his sober assurance was arresting. I could not forget it.
Finally, I seemed to grasp his meaning and realized that here was a profound observation. The wisdom that happiness makes possible lies in clear perception, not fogged by anxiety nor dimmed by despair and boredom, and without the blind spots caused by fear.
Active happiness---not mere satisfaction or contentment ---often comes suddenly, like an April shower or the unfolding of a bud. Then you discover what kind of wisdom has accompanied it. The grass is greener; bird songs are sweeter; the shortcomings of your friends are more understandable and more forgivable. Happiness is like a pair of eyeglasses correcting your spiritual vision.
Nor are the insights of happiness limited to what is near around you. Unhappy, with your thoughts turned in upon your emotional woes, your vision is cut short as though by a wall. Happy, the wall crumbles.
The long vista is there for the seeing. The ground at your feet, the world about you----people, thoughts, emotions, pressures---are now fitted into the larger scene. Everything assumes a fairer proportion. And here is the beginning of wisdom.
At the Backs of King's College there is a memorial stone in white marble commemorating an alumnus of the College, renowned Chinese poet Xu Zhimo. Moving to the UK in 1921, Zhimo spent a year studying at King's, where he fell in love not only with the romantic poetry of English poets like John Keats, but also with Cambridge itself.
在国王学院的后面，有一块汉白玉纪念石碑，纪念学院的一位校友，著名的中国诗人徐志摩。1921他移居英国，花了一年时间在国王学习，在那里他爱上的不只有英国诗人约翰。济慈的浪漫主义诗歌，还有剑桥本身。
His poem, 再别康桥 (variously translated as Second Farewell to Cambridge), is arguably his most famous poem, and is now a compulsory text on Chinese literature syllabuses, learnt by millions of school children across the country every year. The poem paints an idyllic portrait of King's and the River Cam, and serves as a reminder of Xu Zhimo's fondness for his time in Cambridge.
徐志摩的诗《再别康桥》可以说是他最著名的诗，它现在是中国语文教学大纲必修文本之一，中国每年有上百万学生学习。这首诗描绘了一幅田园诗般的国王学院和康河，并表现出徐志摩对剑桥时光的喜爱。
While the poem has been set to music many times before, King's has commissioned the first musical setting of the text by a mainstream classical composer. The new piece, by renowned English composer John Rutter, has been written and recorded in celebration of the near 100-year link between King's College and Xu Zhimo, and has been released on 26 January 2018 on a new album on the King's College Record Label.
虽然这首诗已多次被配乐演绎，但国王学院委托了主流古典作曲家根据诗的文字进行创作。新作品由著名的英国作曲家约翰。卢特(John Rutter)担纲，以铭记国王学院和徐志摩之间近100年的不解之缘，并已由国王学院的唱片公司于2018年1月26日发布。
“Many intellectual transformations happened for him while he was here and in some ways the whole seed of his development as a person who became an intellectual poet, through the medium of poetry, all sort of connected up with his visit to Cambridge and the people we met.”
“国王学院极大程度帮助徐志摩拓展了学识，并种下了日后成为一名才华横溢的诗人的种子，”国王学院副院长史蒂文。切力(Steve Cherry)表示，“通过对这首诗的音乐创作，我们把学院的美丽点滴和徐志摩本人在这里的美好体验结合起来，重新带给因他而寻访的中国人民。”
“John Rutter is a very resourceful composer, and I was delighted with the way he conceived of doing this, presenting most of the text through the tenor voice for which we engage the Chinese tenor. Well, I wanted to have a go myself at making an arrangement of it which would express something of what we do at King's.”
“很荣幸能够邀请到约翰。卢特(John Rutter)来为我们作曲。他是个经验丰富的作曲家，这次也通过与一名中国男高音歌唱家的合作充分体现了我们想表达的主题。其实我一直希望能够做出一首表达出国王学院气质的作品”，负责这首《再别康桥》曲目的编曲家，同时也担任国王学院合唱团总指挥的史蒂芬·克劳伯里(Stephen Cleobury)说。
“The inspiration I think came from the poem which is on the tablet by the bridge by the river camp here in the college. Apart from the tourist self and the words, which of course are quite big elements in it, it's not specifically intended to be a Chinese piece. It's the sort of arrangement I would make for something like that, and it's a very beautiful melody.”
“康桥边石板上篆刻的诗给我带来了灵感。除去诗歌本身是中文作品及大量因此而来的中国游客等因素，我并未刻意追求音乐本身的中国化。我只是觉得这样的编曲和旋律是最适合的。”
It is not difficult to imagine a world short of ambition. It would probably be a kinder world: with out demands, without abrasions, without disappointments. People would have time for reflection. Such work as they did would not be for themselves but for the collectivity. Competition would never enter in. conflict would be eliminated, tension become a thing of the past. The stress of creation would be at an end. Art would no longer be troubling, but purely celebratory in its functions. Longevity would be increased, for fewer people would die of heart attack or stroke caused by tumultuous endeavor. Anxiety would be extinct. Time would stretch on and on, with ambition long departed from the human heart.
Ah, how unrelieved boring life would be!
There is a strong view that holds that success is a myth, and ambition therefore a sham. Does this mean that success does not really exist? That achievement is at bottom empty? That the efforts of men and women are of no significance alongside the force of movements and events now not all success, obviously, is worth esteeming, nor all ambition worth cultivating. Which are and which are not is something one soon enough learns on one’s own. But even the most cynical secretly admit that success exists; that achievement counts for a great deal; and that the true myth is that the actions of men and women are useless. To believe otherwise is to take on a point of view that is likely to be deranging. It is, in its implications, to remove all motives for competence, 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.
译文翻译：
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美好的生活方式：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。我们决定美好的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，我们的美好的生活便得以形成。最终构筑我们命运的就是抱负之所在。
Your negative emotions can also be controlled and directed. PMA and self-discipline can remove their harmful effects and make them serve constructive purposes. Sometimes fear and anger will inspire intense action. But you must always submit your negative emotions--and you positive ones--to the examination of your reason before releasing them. Emotion without reason is a dreadful enemy.
What faculty provides the crucial balance between emotions and reason? It is your willpower, or ego, a subject which will be explored in more detail below. Self-discipline will teach you to throw your willpower behind either reason or emotion and amplify the intensity of their expression.