<p><strong>人生是一本書</strong></p><p>沈從文 （1902-1988）</p><p><strong>凡事都以偶然的湊巧，結(jié)果卻又如宿命的必然巍实。</strong></p><p><strong>在這個世界上，所有真性情的人霜旧，想法確實(shí)與眾不同。</strong></p><p><strong>有些路看起來很近儡率，</strong></p><p><strong>走過去卻很遠(yuǎn)挂据，缺少耐心永遠(yuǎn)也走不到頭。</strong></p><p><strong>征服自己的一切弱點(diǎn)儿普，正是一個人偉大的起始崎逃。</strong></p><p><strong>我一生從不相信權(quán)力，只是相信智慧眉孩。</strong></p><p><strong>人生實(shí)在是一本書个绍，內(nèi)容復(fù)雜，分量沉重浪汪，</strong></p><p><strong>值得翻到個人所能翻到的最后一頁巴柿，</strong></p><p><strong>而且必須慢慢的翻。</strong></p><p>—選自《邊城》</p><p><strong>LIFT is a book</strong></p><p><strong>life is full of chances and coincidences. Therefore, its results inevitbly seem as if they are the products of fate.</strong></p><p><strong>In this world, temperamental peoplel always seem to have different viewpoints than everyone else. Even though the distance of a path may seem close, but the actual journey is lengthy; those who lack patience will not finish their journey.</strong></p><p><strong>Overcoming all one’s weaknesses marks the beginning of a person of great character. All my life, I have never believed in power, only wisdom.</strong></p><p><strong>Life is like a book, its contents are complex and heavy; it is worth reading to the very last page, and must be turned it slowly.</strong></p><p><strong>人生如爬坡</strong></p><p>丁玲（1904-1986）</p><p><strong>人生就像爬坡死遭，要一步一步來广恢。</strong></p><p><strong>平凡的池水——臨照了夕陽，變成了金海殃姓。</strong></p><p><strong>人袁波，只要有一種信念，有所追求蜗侈，</strong></p><p><strong>什么艱苦都能忍受篷牌，什么環(huán)境也能適應(yīng)。</strong></p><p><strong>對于一個有思想的人來說踏幻，</strong></p><p><strong>沒有一個地方是荒涼偏僻的枷颊；</strong></p><p><strong>在任何逆境中，她都能充實(shí)和豐富自己该面。</strong></p><p>—選自《丁玲散文集》</p><p><strong>Life is like a climbing a hill</strong></p><p>Ding Ling</p><p><strong>Life is like a climbing a hill - it takes one step at at time.</strong></p><p><strong>An ordinary pond of water, when illuminated by the sunset, is transformed into a golden sea.</strong></p><p><strong>A person with faith and a goal can endure all hardships and can adapt to any environment.</strong></p><p><strong>For thinkers, there is no such place as a desolate and remote land. In the face of adversity, she can still manage to enrich and better herself.</strong></p><p><strong>Reckless love is like playing with fire as its dangers are always there. If love is likened to sweet wine, then if one drinks too much, it will become poisonous.</strong>
</p><p>
</p>