CHAPTER 1
生如夏花
002
生命的加油站
The Most Important Day in My Life
010
两条路
The Two Roads
015
快乐吧！
Be Happy!
020
人的指导者
Man’s Guide
024
美腿与丑腿
The Handsome and Deformed Leg
031
论人间荣誉之虚渺
On the Instability of Human Glory
034
一个完全相反的地方
A Thoroughly Negative Place
039
风 车
The Windmill
046
书 友
Companionship of Books
CHAPTER 2
被遗忘的时光
056
梦中儿女
Dream Children
070
人的青春
Man’s Youth
075
年轻与年老
Youth and Age
079
热爱生活
Love Your Life
083
阳光下的时光
Hours in the Sun
087
初?雪
First Snow
098
内卡河上木筏行
Rafting Down the Neckar
112
月亮升起来
Spell of the Rising Moon
CHAPTER 3
人生最好的奖励
124
童 年
Childhood
134
艰辛的人生
The Strenuous Life
139
勇?气
Courage
142
微尘与栋梁
On Motes and Beams
146
我爱人人，人人爱我
To Love and to Be Loved
150
写作的乐趣
The Joys of Writing
162
黄金国
El Dorado
172
读书的乐趣
The Pleasure of Reading
174
孤?独
Solitude
CHAPTER 4
让心灵去旅行
194
马可?波罗游记
The Travels of Marco Polo
200
一撮黏土
A Handful of Clay
211
论出游
On Going a Journey
232
林湖重游
Once More to the Lake
250
徒步旅行
Walking Tours
260
冬日漫步
A Winter Walk
正在人生路口徘徊，正在犹豫是否要选择光明大道的年轻人啊，你们一定要记住——当你青春已逝，在黑暗的群山中举步维艰、跌跌撞撞的时候，你才会痛心疾首、徒劳无功地呼喊：“啊，回来吧，青春！啊，把我美好的年华还给我吧！”
The Two Roads
John Ruskin
It was New Year’s Night. An aged man was standing at a window. He
raised his mournful eyes towards the deep blue sky, where the stars
were floating like white lilies on the surface of a clear calm
lake. Then he cast them on the earth, where few more hopeless
people than himself now moved towards their certain goal—the tomb.
He had already passed sixty of the stages leading to it, and he had
brought from his journey nothing but errors and remorse. Now his
health was poor, his mind vacant, his heart sorrowful, and his old
age short of comforts.
The days of his youth appeared like dreams before him, and he
recalled the serious moment when his father placed him at the
entrance of the two roads—one leading to a peaceful, sunny place,
covered with flowers, fruits and resounding with soft, sweet songs;
the other leading to a deep, dark cave, which was endless, where
poison flowed instead of water and where devils and poisonous
snakes hissed and crawled.
He looked towards the sky and cried painfully, “O, youth, return!
O, my father, place me once more at the entrance to life, and I’ll
choose the better way!” But both his father and the days of his
youth had passed away.
He saw the lights flowing away in the darkness. These were the
days of his wasted life; he saw a star fall from the sky and
disappeared, and this was the symbol of himself. His remorse, which
was like a sharp arrow, struck deeply into his heart. Then he
remembered his friends in his childhood, who entered on life
together with him. But they had made their way to success and were
now honoured and happy on this New Year’ s Night.
The clock in the high church tower struck and the sound made him
remember his parents’ early love for him. They had taught him and
prayed to God for his good. But he chose the wrong way. With shame
and grief he dared no longer look towards that heaven where his
father lived. His darkened eyes were full of tears, and with a
despairing effort, he burst out a cry, “Come back, my early days!
Come back!”
And his youth did return, for all this was only a dream, which he
had on New Year’s Night. He was still young though his faults were
real; he had not yet entered the deep, dark cave, and he was still
free to walk on the road which leads to the peaceful and sunny
land.
Those who still linger on the entrance of life, hesitating to
choose the bright road, remember that when years are passed and
your feet stumble on the dark mountains, you will cry bitterly, but
in vain: “O youth, return! O give me back my early days!”
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