在茫茫宇宙间，每个人都只有一次生存的机会，都是一个独一无二、不可重复的存
在。正像卢梭所说的，上帝把你造出来后，就把那个属于你的特定的模子打碎了。
名声、财产、知识等等是身外之物，人人都可求而得之，但没有人能够代替你感受
人生。你死之后，没有人能够代替你再活一次。如果你真正意识到了这一点，你就会明
白，活在世上，最重要的事就是活出你自己的特色和滋味来。你的人生是否有意义，衡
量的标准不是外在的成功，而是你对人生意义的独特领悟和坚守，从而使你的自我闪放
出个性的光华.
真正成为自己不是一件容易的事。世上有许多人，你说他是什么都行，例如是一种
职业，一个身份，一个角色，惟独不是他自己。如果一个人总是按别人的意见生活，没
有自己的独立思索，总是为外在事务忙碌，没有自己的内心生活，那么，说他不是他自
己就一点儿也没有冤枉他。因为确确实实，从他的头脑到他的心灵，你在其中已经找不
到丝毫真正属于他自己的东西了，他只是别人的一个影子或一架办事的机器罢了。
夕阳之美
凝望夕阳 我无法抑止地看到
无论她是如何的美丽动人
挣扎和绝望依然萦绕天幕
内心深处 你明白今日已逝
它所带来的一切也永远消失了
每一脉思想 每一次行动
每一个梦想 每一线希望
每一幅景象 每一缕声音 都消逝而去
一切都不可能还复如初
和原来一模一样
只因每一个时刻
所能捕捉的东西是有限的
甚至每一段记忆
所能缅怀的一切也是有限的
而天空中的绮丽色彩努力让我们快乐起来
最后上演的是五彩缤纷的微笑
因为它们也知晓
做什么都无法留住时日
它们想安慰我们对夜的恐惧
而又如此徒劳无益
虽然恐惧 我们依然寻找出路
宛若在林中的孩心 彷徨不知归路
我满心欢喜 只因夕阳的敏感
她竭力将黑暗推回
仅仅为了再多驻留一刻
可却犹如以往
一切都无济于事......
Add
luster to your personality
In the eternal universe,
every human being has a one-off chance to live --his existence is
unique and irretrievable, for the mold with which he was made, as
Rousseau said, was broken by God immediately
afterwards.
Fame, wealth and knowledge are merely worldly
possessions that are within the reach of anybody striving for them.
But your experience of and feelings about life are your own and not
to be shared. No one can live your life over again after your
death. A full awareness of this will point out to you that the most
important thing in your existence is your distinctive individuality
or something special of yours. What really counts is not your
worldly success but your peculiar insight into the meaning of life
and your commitment to it, which add luster to your
personality.
It is not
easy to be what one really is. There is many a person in the world
who can be identified as anything either his job, his status or his
social role that shows no trace about his individuality. It does do
him justice to say that he has no identity of his own, if he
doesn't know his own mind and all his things are either arranged by
others or done on others' sugg estions; if his life, always
occupied by external things, is completely void of an inner world.
You won't be able to find anything whatever, from head to heart,
that truly belongs to him. He is, indeed, no more than a shadow
cast by somebody else or a machine capable of doing
business.
Looking into the
sunset
Looking into the sunset I can't help but
notice
that despite her beauty
a sense of struggle and hopeless surround the
sky .
Deep inside you realize that this day is
gone
and everything that It had brought is lost
forever
Every thought every action every dream every
hope
every sight every sound is
gone
There is no chance of every being returned the
same
exactly the same
For every moment has a limit to what it can
capture
Every memory has a limit to what it had
retrieve
And the colours in the sky try to entertain
us
one last act with painted
smiles
for they too know that nothing can be done to
save the day
So futile their attempt to comfort our fear of
the night
our horror as we try to find our
way
like children who ander into a forest and
never return
I am ingratiated by the sunset because
of
her sensitivity as she tries to push the
darkness
back for just a moment
more.
But like so many times
before....
to no avail
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