他的青春真的回来了，

因为以上所发生的一切 只是他

在平安夜做的一场噩梦。

他仍旧年轻，

< br>虽然的确犯过一些

错误，

但还未坠入深渊；

他仍然可以自由地走上通往和平

与光明的道路。

< /p>

在人生的十字路口徘徊，

不知该不该选择光明大道的

年轻人啊，

你们千万要记住：

当你青春已逝，

双足在黑暗

的山洞举步维艰，

跌跌撞撞之时，

你才痛疾首地呼唤：

“

哦，

”这将毫无

< br>意义。

2 .The House with a Golden Window

带有金色窗户

的房子

In the bowels of a mountain of frontier zone, a

little boy lived in a crude

house, which could only

accommodate five people of his household.

There

was

not

any

railroad,

freeway

highway

or

even

a

pub

(an

inn)

around

the

mountain .His

ancestors

and

he

were

the

exclusive

inhabitants

on

the

mountain for several centuries.

As he was 6 years old, he could see a wonderful

house across the valley on a higher altitude of the

other

mountain,

which

had

a

golden

window.

He

fancied

that

the

emperor,

prince

and

princess

in

fable must have been living in that kind of house.

Sometimes, in order to assure himself that it was an

windows were plain and rather dirty.

After opening the door, he found that the house

was a discarded mill in a state of disorder. In the

center

of

the

house,

the

tools

which

could

grind

wheat into flour were covered with thick dust and

authentic house, the innocent boy often stared at it,

with exceeding thirst for living in it.

6 years later, the little boy believed that he had

acquired plentiful knowledge and skills to dominate

his

life.

Accordingly,

he

made

a

farewell

to

his

parents,

and

flung

himself

on

the

road

with

a

manual kit, which was made of the fabric that was

weaved

by

his

mother.

There

was

a

coil

of

nylon

cord, a saw and other implements in it.

In

spite

of

the

hindrance

of

the

muddy

and

slipper slope, for the impulse of his keen desire, he

probed

the

road

with

a

stick

and

proceeded

towards the house consistently.

As he mounted the summit, he focused on the

trail that led to the house and then on it. It seemed

to

appear

an

abnormal

phenomenon-the

house

vanished weirdly and was replaced by a ugly house,

which was comparable with his little

house, and it

the trace of mice, a rude donkey saddle and some

stained

sacks

lying

nearby

it.

In

one

corner,

a

primitive

rack

was

full

of

cracks,

spider

was

spinning

web

on

it,

and

some

fragments

of

mat

were underneath it. In another corner, there was a

stack of straw in mess, a rusted spade and a leaky

barrel.

The little boy was extremely disappointed. When

he

was

ready

to

leave,

he

detected

a

sight

which

amazed him

–

there was his little house across the

valley

on

the

lower

mountain

and

its

window

was

shining

with

golden

color- as

the

midday

daylight

(sunshine) was shinning on the glass of its window

…

This story gives us a hint (cue) that we shouldn

’

t

be

blind

to

the

welfare

in

our

real

life.

What

we

need

is

to

adjust

and

convert

our

ritual

notions

(concepts),

to

find

and

enjoy

the

happiness

that

belongs to us.

2.

带有金色窗户的房子

有个小男孩一家五口住在一

间简陋的屋子里。

大山的周边没有任何铁路、

高速路、

公

路甚至小客栈。

几百年以来，

他和他的祖辈是这座山上唯

一的住户。

6

岁时，

隔着山 谷他看见另一座更高的山峰

上有一个漂亮的带有金色窗户的房子！

他想象着传说中的

皇帝、

王子和公主一定也住在那样的房子里 。

有时，

为了

使自己确信那是真正的房 子，天真的小男孩经常凝望它，

梦想着自己能住在里面。

6

年后，

小男孩觉得自己已经有足够的知识 和技能来

主宰自己的生活。

因此，

他告 别了父母，

背着母亲亲手纺

织的帆布包匆匆上路了。

一把锯

子和一些其他工具 。

虽然泥泞光滑的山坡阻碍他的行程，

但由于心强烈的

渴望，

他用一个树枝探路，

< br>坚持不懈地朝着那个房子前进。

当登上山顶，

他的目光从通向房子的小路移到那座房

子。

似乎 发生了一个异常的现象

—

那个房子神秘地消失

了，

取而代之的是一个丑陋 的，

跟他家类似的小房子，

房

子的窗户 很普通而且很脏。

打开房门，

他才发 现那是一个杂乱不堪的，

被废弃的

磨坊。

房屋中间的磨具上覆盖着的厚厚的灰尘和老鼠的足

印，

旁边是 一个粗糙的驴鞍和脏兮兮的麻袋片。

房屋角落

里，

老式的搁物架满是裂纹，

一只蜘蛛正在上面结网，

架

子下面是一些草席 的碎片。

房屋另一个角落是一堆乱糟糟

的稻草，一把锈迹斑斑的 铁锹和满是漏洞的水桶。

小男孩非常失望。

< br>正当他准备离开的时候，

小男孩吃

惊地发现——隔着山谷 在低处的那个山峰上，他家的房

子闪烁着金光——当时正午的太阳带正照耀着房子的窗< /p>

玻璃……

这个故事启示我们不能对现实 生活中的幸福视而不

见。

我们需要不断调整和转变我们一贯的观 念，

发现并享

受属于我们的快乐。

3 .The view out of window

窗外的风景

Two

men,

both

in

serious

illness,

occupied

the

same ward of a hospital. One man was allowed to

sit

up

in

his

bed

for

an

hour

a

day

to

undergo

therapy and drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed

was

next

to

the

room

’

s

only

window .The

other

man had to lie flat on his back all the time.

The

two

men

talked

for

hours

on

end.

They

talked

about

their

families,

their

jobs,

their

experiences in the military service and a whole lot

of things. Every afternoon when the man in the bed

next to the window could sit up, he would pass the

time by describing to his roommate all the outdoor

things he could see through the window.

The

man

in

the

other

bed

would

live

for

those

one- hour

periods

when

his

world

would

be

broadened

and

restored

to

freshness

by

all

the

activities and view of the outside world. The window

while I never get to see anything? It seemed unfair.

As the thought arose in his mind, the man felt upset

and annoyed at first .But with several days passing,

his

inward

(internal)

envy

turned

into

resentment

and

soon

turned

him

sour.

He

turned

indifferent

overlooked a park with a lovely stream and a stone

bridge, the man said. Ducks and geese played in the

water while kids sailed their model boats a gang of

lads

played

volleyball

on

the

lawn

nearby

the

bridge .Lovers walked arm in arm amid blooms of

brilliant

colors.

A

range

of

grand

oaks

and

some

flourishing palms graced the spectacular landscape.

As

the

man

by

the

window

described

all

these

in

vivid details, the man or the other side of the room

would

close

his

eyes

and

imagine

the

magnetic

scenery, which gave him deep impression.

One

fine

afternoon

the

man

by

the

window

described

a

troop

(procession)

of

soldiers

striding

across the square of downtown. Although the other

man could not hear the band, he was charmed by

the invisible scene.

Unexpectedly, a thought entered his head: why

should he have all the pleasure of seeing everything

and

isolated,

almost

neglected

all

the

,

a

wicked

intention

controlled

his

life-

he

should

lie

by

that

window.

He

almost

couldn

’

t withstand the torture of his intention, and

sighed

from

dawn

to

dusk.

Finally,

his

health

became worse and worse, but the doctors couldn

’

t find the cause.

Later one night, as he lay staring at the ceiling,

abruptly, the man by the window began to cough.

He was choked by the fluid in his lungs. The other

man

peered

his

panic

expression

and

quivering

fingers in the dim room as the man by the window

exerted

all

his

strength

for

the

button

to

call

for

help.

At

the

critical

moment,

listening

to

his

crawling

(creeping)sound

across

the

room,

the

other man disguised that he had been fallen asleep,

never

moved,

never

pressed

down

his

own

handy

button

which

would

have

brought

the

nurse

coming. It lasted about five minutes, and then the

sound of cough and breath stopped. There was only

silence-deathly silence.

The following morning, the day nurse arrived to

bring

water

for

their

baths.

When

she

found

the

当兵的经历，< /p>

真是无所不谈。

每天下午当临窗的男人从床

上坐起时，

他都要向自己的室友描述窗外看到的一切，

以

此来打发时光。

临床的男人开始为这一小 时而活着，只有这一刻听着

对有关窗外世界的一切活动和景色的描述，

< br>他的世界才变

rigid lifeless body of the man by the window, with

enormous grief, she called the hospital maid to take

it away

–

no words, no fuss.

As

soon

as

it

seemed

to

be

an

appropriate

opportunity, the man asked if the could be moved

next to the window. The nurse was glad to make the

switch, and after making sure he was comfortable,

she left him alone.

Slowly, with the acute ache, he sustained himself

up on one elbow, and strained to turn to look out of

the window. It was incredible that he faced a blank

wall.

3.

窗外的风景

两名患有重病的男人住在同一间病房。每天下午其中

的一位都要在床头坐上一个小时 以接受治疗并排空肺部

的积液。

他的病床临窗，

那是病房里唯一的窗子。

另一位

却不得不整天卧在病床 上。

两个人一聊就是数小时。他们谈各自的家庭、工作和