And of what would you write
WriteYourOwnLife
書寫你的生命
Supposesomeonegaveyouapen—asealed,solid-coloredpen.Youcouldn’tseehowmuchinkithad.
假設有人給了你一枝筆,一枝密封的、純色的水筆,里面有多少墨水你看不到。
Itmightrundryafterthefirstfewtentativewordsorlastjustlongenoughtocreateamasterpiece(orseveral)thatwouldlastforeverandmakeadifferenceintheschemeofthings.Youdon’tknowbeforeyoubegin.
很可能剛剛試寫幾字便用干耗盡;也可能足以完成一部或幾部杰作,永存于世,使世事為之大變。
Undertherulesofthegame,youreallyneverknow.Youhavetotakeachance!
而這一切你在動筆之前卻是一無所知。根據游戲的規(guī)則,你確實永遠也不會知道,只能冒一下險。
Actually,noruleofthegamestatesyoumustdoanything.Insteadofpickingupandusingthepen,youcouldleaveitonashelforinadrawerwhereitwilldryup,unused.
而事實上,也沒有規(guī)則說你就一定要做些什么。你大可以把筆擱在架子上、放在抽屜里,棄置不用,任墨水蒸發(fā)干凈。
Butifyoudodecidetouseit,whatwouldyoudowithit?Howwouldyouplaythegame?
然而,如果你真的決定使用,你會做什么?怎么來做這個游戲?
Wouldyouplanandplanbeforeyoueverwroteaword?
你會左計劃、右計劃,然后才慢慢下筆嗎?
Wouldyourplansbesoextensivethatyouneverevengottothewriting?
計劃會不會太泛太多,根本就達不到寫作這一步?
Orwouldyoutakethepeninhand,plungerightinandjustdoit,strugglingtokeepupwiththetwistsandturnsofthetorrentsofwordsthattakeyouwheretheytakeyou?
會不會提筆在手,迫不及待地投入其中,任由手中的筆、筆下的字帶著你在詞海中上下翻騰、左突右沖?
Wouldyouwritecautiouslyandcarefully,asifthepenmightrundrythenextmoment,orwouldyoupretendorbelieve(orpretendtobelieve)thatthepenwillwriteforeverandproceedaccordgly?
會不會下筆謹小慎微,似乎墨水隨時都將干涸?會不會假裝或相信、或假裝相信筆中墨水永不會枯竭,任你揮灑?
Andofwhatwouldyouwrite:Oflove?Hate?Fun?Misery?Life?Death?NothingEverything?
你會寫些什么?愛情?仇恨?樂趣?痛苦?生命?死亡?虛無空空抑或世事萬種?
Wouldyouwritetopleasejustyourself?Orothers?Oryourselfbywritingforothers?
是會用來自娛?還是取悅他人?還是為人寫作而愉悅自身?
Wouldyourstrokesbetremblinglytimidorbrilliantlybold?Fancywithaflourishorplain?
你的一筆一劃會顫抖怯懦還是亮麗大膽?花里胡哨還是樸實無華?
Wouldyouevenwrite?Onceyouhavethepen,norulesaysyouhavetowrite.Wouldyousketch?Scribble?Doodleordraw?
你確實會去寫嗎?你一旦有了這枝筆,卻也沒有規(guī)則說你一定就要去寫。你會粗粗寫來?潦潦草草?信手涂鴉?還是認真描畫?
Wouldyoustayinoronthelines,orseenolinesatall,eveniftheywerethere?Orarethey?There’salottothinkabouthere,isn’tthere?
你會寫在線里還是寫在線上,或者對紙上的線格根本就視而不見?真的有什么線格嗎?此時此刻,有很多東西值得思考,不是嗎?
Now,supposesomeonegaveyoualife...
那么,假設有人給了你一次生命……
- It matters to this on
- Along the coast of the vast Atlantic Ocean there lived an old man. Each day when the tide went out he would make his way alon
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- Iam who I am 我就是我
- I’m unique in this world. Maybe I’m similarto others in some way, but I’m irreplaceable. Every word and beh
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- Then life will be better 生活會更美好
- Mytea is gone cold I’m wondering why i got out of bad at all. The morning rainclouds up my window and i can’t see
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- important ofyour mature 心理成熟
- A farmer took on firewood by tramping overmountains and through ravines every day, In order to get a day's rations andlet
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- When you getting older 當你老了
- All of the heart-break broke up won’t beharder than the final good-bye in the life. When that day comes to you, thebrok
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- So, smile away!繼續(xù)微笑吧!
- The thing that goes the farthest towardmaking life worthwhile, that costs the least and does the most, is just apleasant smil
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- stare with you that way 生活亦是如此
- Much meaning can be conveyed, clearly, with our eyes, so it is often said that eyes can speak.
我們的眼睛能準確地傳達一些信息
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