Tucked away in our subconsciousness（[?s?b'k?n??sn?s] ） is an idyllic([??d?l?k] ) vision. We see ourselves on a long trip that spans the continent(大陸，陸地). We are traveling by train. Out the windows, we drink in the passing scene of cars on nearby highways, of children waving at a crossing, of cattle (牲口)grazing（[?gre?z??]放牧） on a distant hillside（ [?h?lsa?d]）, of smoke pouring from a power plant, of row upon row of corn and wheat, of flatlands and valleys, of mountains and rolling hills, of city skylines and village halls.

在我們的潛意識之中隱藏著一派田園詩般的風(fēng)景垫卤。我們仿佛處在一次橫跨大陸的迢迢旅途之中耙旦。我們乘著火車，領(lǐng)略著窗外流動(dòng)的景色：附近公路上馳騁的汽車、十字路口處揮手的孩童闸天、遠(yuǎn)處山坡上吃草的牛群犬绒、不斷從電廠排放出的煙霧、成片成片的玉米和小麥挂签、平原和山谷疤祭、群山和綿延起伏的丘陵、天空襯托下城市的輪廓饵婆，以及鄉(xiāng)間的莊園宅第勺馆。

But uppermost in our minds is the final destination. On a certain day at a certain hour, we will pull into（尤指即將停下來的車輛司機(jī)把車停下）開向路邊，開進(jìn)） the station. Bands will be playing and flags waving. Once we get there, so many wonderful dreams will come true and the pieces of our lives will fit together like a completed jigsaw puzzle. How restlessly we pace the aisles（[a?l]）, damning （[?d?m??]）the minutes for loitering （[?l??t?(r)]游蕩）— waiting,waiting, waiting for the station.

可是我們心中想得最多的卻是最后的目的地侨核。在某一天的某一時(shí)刻草穆，我們的火車將會(huì)到站，迎接我們的將是演奏的樂隊(duì)和飄舞的旗幟搓译。一旦到了那兒悲柱，多少美妙的夢將成為現(xiàn)實(shí)，我們的生活也將變得完整些己，好像一幅拼好了的拼圖诗祸。我們在車廂過道里煩躁不安地踱來踱去，咒罵火車的磨磨蹭蹭轴总，等待著直颅，等待著，等待著火車進(jìn)站的時(shí)刻怀樟。

“When we reach the station, that will be it!” we cry. “When I’m 18.” “When I buy a new 450SL Mercedes Benz.” “When I put the last kid through college.” “When I have paid off the mortgage（ [?m?:g?d?] ）.” “When I get a promotion.” “When I reach the age of retirement, I shall live happily ever after!”

“當(dāng)我們到站后趁窃，一切就好了！”我們呼喊著仑氛。“當(dāng)我到18歲的時(shí)候共耍。”“當(dāng)我有了一輛新的450SL奔馳轎車的時(shí)候吨瞎”远担”“當(dāng)我供最小的孩子念完大學(xué)的時(shí)候〔鳎”“當(dāng)我還清抵押貸款的時(shí)候字旭。”“當(dāng)我升官晉職的時(shí)候崖叫∫糯荆”“當(dāng)我到了退休的時(shí)候，從此就可以過上幸福的生活啦心傀！”

Sooner or later, we must realize that there is no station, no one place to arrive at once and for all. The true joy of life is the trip. The station is only a dream. It constantly out distances us.

可是我們遲早會(huì)認(rèn)識到人生之旅并沒有什么車站屈暗，也沒有什么能夠“一到就可永逸”的地方。人生的真正樂趣在于旅行的過程脂男，而車站僅僅是個(gè)夢养叛，它總是遙遙領(lǐng)先于我們。

“Relish the moment” is a good motto, especially when coupled with Psalm 118:24: “This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice（[r??d???s] ） and be glad in it.” It isn’t the burdens of today that drive men mad. It is the regret over yesterday and the fear of tomorrow. Regret and fear are twin thieves who rob us of today.

“品味現(xiàn)在”是一句很好的箴言宰翅，尤其是把它與《圣經(jīng)·詩篇》中第118篇第24段的話相結(jié)合的時(shí)候一铅，更是如此：“今日乃主所創(chuàng)造；生活在今日我們將歡欣堕油、高興潘飘。”讓人發(fā)瘋的不是今天的負(fù)擔(dān)掉缺，而是對昨天的悔恨及對明天的恐懼卜录。悔恨和恐懼是一對孿生竊賊眶明，將今天從我們身邊偷走艰毒。

So stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles. Instead, climb more mountains, eat more icecream, go barefoot more often, swim more rivers, watch more sunset, laugh more and cry less. Life must be lived as we go along. Then the station will come soon enough.

那么就停止在車廂過道里徘徊吧，別總惦記著你距離車站還有多遠(yuǎn)搜囱。何不換種活法丑瞧，去攀爬更多的高山，多吃點(diǎn)冰激淋解解饞蜀肘，經(jīng)常光著腳閑游漫步绊汹，在更多的河流里暢游，多多欣賞夕陽西下扮宠，多點(diǎn)歡笑西乖，少些淚花。生活要過在當(dāng)下，車站會(huì)很快到達(dá)获雕。