Oh, little prince! Bit by bit I came to understand the secrets of your only entertainment in the quiet pleasure of looking at the sunset. I learned that new detail on the morning of the fourth day, when you said to me:
"I am very fond of sunsets. Come, let us go look at a sunset now."
"But we must wait," I said.
"Wait? For what?"
"For the sunset. We must wait until it is time."
At first you seemed to be very much surprised. And then you laughed to yourself. You said to me:
"I am always thinking that I am at home!"
Just so. Everybody knows that when it is noon in the United States the sun is setting over France.
If you could fly to France in one minute, you could go straight into the sunset, right from noon. Unfortunately, France is too far away for that. But on your tiny planet, my little price, all you need do is move your chair a few steps. You can see the day end and the twilight falling whenever you like…
"One day," you said to me, "I saw the sunset forty-four times!"
And a little later you added:
"You knowone loves the sunset, when one is so sad…"
"Were you so sad, then?" I asked, "on the day of the forty-four sunset?"
But the little prince made no reply.
On the fifth dayagain, as always, it was thanks to the sheepthe secret of the little princes life was revealed to me. Abruptly, without anything to lead up to it, and as if the question had been born of long and silent meditation on his problem, he demanded:
"A sheepif it eats little bushes, does it eat flowers, too?"
"A sheep," I answered, "eats anything it finds in its reach."
"Even flowers that have thorns?"
"Yes, even flowers that have thorns."
"Then the thornswhat use are they?"
I did not know. At that moment I was very busy trying to unscrew a bolt that had got stuck in my engine. I was very much worried, for it was becoming clear to me that the breakdown of my plane was extremely serious. And I had so little drinking-water left that I had to fear for the worst.
"The thornswhat use are they?"
The little prince never let go of a question, once he had asked it. As for me, I was upset over that bolt. And I answered with the first thing that came into my head:
"The thorns are of no use at all. Flowers have thorns just for spite."
"Oh!"
There was a moment of complete silence. Then the little prince flashed back at me, with a kind of resentfulness:
"I dont believe you! Flowers are weak creature. They are native. They reassure themselves at best they can. They believe that their thorns are terrible weapons…"
I did not answer. At that instant I was saying to myself: "If this bolt still wont turn, I am going to knock it out with the hammer." Again the little price disturbed my thoughts.
"And you actually believe that the flowers"
"Oh, no!" I cried. "No, no, no! I dont believe anything. I answered you the first thing that came into my head. Dont you seeI am very busy with matters of consequence!"
He stared at me, thunderstruck.
"Matters of consequence!"
He looked at me there, with my hammer in my hand, my fingers black with engine-grease, bending over an object which seemed to him extremely ugly…
"You talk just like the grown-ups!"
That made me a little ashamed. But he went on, relentlessly:
"You mix everything up together…You confuse everything…"
He was really very angry. He tossed his golden curls in the breeze.
The little prince was now white with rage.
"The flowers have been growing thorns for millions of years. For millions of years the sheep have been eating them just the same. And is it not a matter of consequence to try to understand why the flowers go to so much trouble to grow thorns which are never of any use to them? Is the warfare between the sheep and the flowers not important? And if I knowI, myselfone flower which is unique in the world, which grows nowhere but on my planet, but which one little sheep can destroy in a single bite some morning, without even noticing what he is doingOh! You think that is not important!"
His face turned from white to red as he continued:
"If some one loves a flower, of which just one single blossom grows in all the millions and millions of stars. He can say to himself, Somewhere, my flower is there… But if the sheep eats the flower, in one moment all his stars will be darkened…And you think that is not important!"
He could not say anything more. His words were choked by sobbing.
The night had fallen. I had let my tools drop from my hands. Of what moment now was my hammer, my bolt, or thirst, or death? On one star, one planet, my planet, the Earth, there was a little prince to be comforted, I took him in my arms and rocked him. I said to him:
"The flower that you love is not in danger. I will draw you a muzzle for your sheep. I will draw you a railing to put around your flower. I will"
I did not know what to say to him. I felt awkward and blundering. I did not know how I could reach him, where I could overtake him and go on hand in hand with him once more.
It is such a secret place, the land of tears.
经典:The Little Prince 小王子
啊!我的小王子……就这样,一点一滴地,我逐渐懂得了你那忧郁的小生命。长久以来,你惟一的乐趣只是欣赏落日。这是我在第四天早晨知道的,当你说出:
“我喜欢看夕阳。我们一起去看太阳下山吧……”
“可以,我们必须要等……”
“等什么?”
“等太阳落山哪!”
起初,你看起来好象很惊讶,然后,又自我解嘲地说:
“我总以为自己还在家里。”
确实,大家都知道,美国的正午时分,正是法国夕阳落下的时候。如果能在一分钟内赶到法国,你就可以看到落日了,可惜法国太远了。但是,在你的小行星上,只要把椅子向后挪几步,就可以随时随地地看到落日的余辉了。
“有一天,我看了43次落日!”
过了一会儿,你又说:
“你知道当你感到悲伤的时候,就会喜欢看落日……”
“你那时很悲伤吗?就是你看了43次落日的那天?”
小王子没有回答。
第五天,我发现小王子身世的另一个秘密再次感谢那只羊。好象默默地思索了很长时间以后,得出了什么结果一样,他突然没头没脑地问我:
“羊会吃花吗?就像吃灌木丛一样?”
“它碰到什么吃什么。”
“连有刺的花都吃吗?”
“有刺的花也吃。”
“那刺还有什么用呢?”
我不知道该怎么回答。那时候,我正忙着将一个卡在引擎上的螺丝拆下来。我发现,飞机损坏的情形很严重,而且,更让我担心的是饮用水已经所剩不多了。
“那刺还有什么作用呢?”
小王子一旦提出了问题,就绝不放弃,而我正为了螺丝生气,于是不假思索地回答他
“那些刺儿毫无用处,花儿长刺只能害人!”
“噢!”
沉默了一会儿,他悻悻地说:“我不信你说的话!花儿弱不禁风,花儿天真无邪,她们自顾不暇呢。她们身上长了刺,是为了给自己壮胆,为了保护自己……”
我没有答话,当时我在想:“如果螺丝还不松动的话,我就一锤子敲碎它。”
小王子的话再次打断了我的思路:
“你真的认为花儿……”
“算了吧,算了吧!我什么也不认为!我是随便说说。你没看到我正在忙着要紧的事吗?”
他瞪着我,愣住了。
“要紧的事!?”
他看着我,蹲在那个在他眼中看来丑得要命的东西前面,手握着锤子,手指上沾满了油圬……
“你跟那些大人没什么两样!”
听了这话,我觉得有点惭愧。然而,他又毫不留情地说:
“你什么都分不清,你把什么都混在一起!”
他生气地摇晃着脑袋,金黄色的头发随风飘动着。
小王子气得脸色发白。
“几百万年来,花儿生来就有刺,就像几百万年来羊都在吃花一样。难道了解花的身上为什么会有这些没用的刺不重要的吗?难道羊和花之间的战争不重要?如果我知道一朵花人世间惟一的花,只长在我的小行星上,别的地方都不存在,在一天早晨,被一只小羊糊里糊涂地毁掉了,难道这样的事也不重要吗?”
他脸色渐渐转红,然后又接着说:
“如果有人钟爱着一朵独一无二,盛开在浩瀚星海里的花,那么,当他抬头仰望繁星时,便会心满意足。他会告诉自己:‘我心爱的花在那里,在那遥远的星星上。’可以,如果羊把花吃掉了,那么,对他来说,所有的星光便会在刹那间暗淡无光!而你却认为这不重要!”
他突然泣不成声,无法再说下去了。
夜幕降临,黑暗翩然而至。我把手中的工具,锤子、螺丝以及饥饿和死亡全抛在脑后,一切对我都已不再重要。在地球上,在我的行星上,有一位需要安慰的小王子。我将他抱在怀里,轻轻地摇着他,对他说:“你心爱的那朵花不会有危险的,我给你的小羊画一个口罩;我给你的花画个护栏……我……”
我不知道该对他说些什么,只觉得自己很笨拙,不懂得怎样抚慰打动他,不知道该如何才能再次回到与他心灵相通的地方。眼泪就是这么奇妙的东西。
最近我可是倒霉,喝凉水都塞牙缝...大家看看我倒霉的事情吧!
倒霉事情一:
今天玩梦境,去冲红钻。经过千辛万苦终于冲完了,回去还被老爸老妈臭骂一顿,但一想自己成了红钻。就老高兴了~可是,倒霉先生还是不放过我。来到充值中心,结果系统给我留了这样一句话:您好!您为梦境玩家:wo叫笑笑”充值的10元人民币(100卷因为没有qq充值卡,所以不能正常充值!我滴神啊。。。伤心死了!最后只好冲了qq的黄钻。
倒霉事情二:
今天下午,要去参加同学的生日聚会。所以特地打扮了一下下,想风光风光。结果,倒霉先生还是不放过我,好像必须要我倒霉。倒霉,倒霉,倒霉。我用来买同学生日礼物的钱钱不见了。怎么办?郁闷死了!只好硬着头皮去同学家。说因为钱丢了,所以没买礼物。结果的后果是:这位同学直接把我轰了出来。。。。。
倒霉事情三:
好了好了,晚上了。终于可以看我最爱看了“成龙历险记”了!看完幼稚不过在幼稚的“花园宝宝”成龙历险记要开始了!好了,开始了。刚要欢呼,结果一片漆黑。我以正常人的反义是:停电了!我呆呆的坐在黑暗中。心想:我做错啥事了?为什么那么对我?
4最近很倒霉
这几天好倒霉哦,因为网络坏了,上不了网,没得写了;我也感冒了,打针吃药,好难受哦;客厅的大电视也坏了,收不到台了。
这几天我人一直不舒服,感冒发烧流鼻涕,烧到了39度多,身体好烫哦,人差点儿就被煮熟了,好难受。不过,昨天晚上我去平阳一医看病去了,医生说要打针,我吓得直哆嗦,哭喊着:“我不打针,我不打针!……”不过最后还是打了一针,我发现一点也不疼,我在打针的时候,还听到了有许多小朋友在哭,可我却没哭,我还看着吊瓶里的水是一滴一滴的,像水龙头里没关紧一样,我觉得好有意思哦。
今天早上,家里来了一位叔叔,他提了一捆线到我家里来,帮我把网络修好了,这样子我又可以上网写日记了!
最后,我家客厅的电视,还是收不到台,不知道是什么原因哦,可能是小老鼠把闭路线给咬掉了。
“我最近有点烦,有点烦,有点烦!”唉,我又唱起了进入毕业班的主打歌。
“我最近有点烦,有点烦,有点烦,各科测评难,还不让我玩!”数学测试出来了,我一回到家,爸爸妈妈就向我刨根问底,我骄傲地说:“我考89分,全班前十名!”可是爸爸妈妈并没为此而高兴,反而从刚刚的“晴天”变到了“阴天”,絮絮叨叨地说:“考89分还想进前十,你要记住你是要考重点中学的,这样的成绩……”从这以后,爸爸妈妈就买了数不胜数的家庭作业给我来做。唉,这还不够,更可气的是,爸爸妈妈还不让我玩。有一次,我哥哥打电话过来,叫我去海边玩。这时我欣喜若狂:总算能放松放松了!我一直对天保佑:妈妈答应吧,答应吧!但是事与愿违,妈妈却和弟弟说我不能去。唉,我望着这“小山”似的作业,几乎崩溃了。
“我最近有点烦,有点烦,有点烦,作业非常多,还非常的难!”作业太多了,那一份份作业就像一座座五指山,把我压得喘不过气来。“诶,这题怎么做,那题又是怎么做呢?”每天我都要到很晚才入睡,没有时间看电视,没有时间玩游戏,每天除了作业,作业,还是作业!唉,进入毕业班的学生为什么这么累呀!
“我最近有点烦,有点烦,有点烦。”唉,这该死的毕业班!
还好吗?
五年能干什么?五年能做什么?五年又能变成什么?我想:五年可以使我大学毕业,五年可以使我立足社会,五年可以使我认识自己,五年可以使我懂得珍惜,五年可以让我从懵懂无知变得成熟稳重。可我现在想说的,五年,可以使我从爱上你到真的失去你。
五年,1825个日日夜夜,又有多少个日夜是属于我们的呢?我们都是沧海一粟,我们的爱情也只是万千事物中那渺小的一粒。生活本就是这样,每个人都是个单体,又有谁能主宰的了谁呢?能做的就只是竭尽所能、顺其天意。
风雨五载,几聚几散,迷途知返,又能奈何?爱情,一个多么浪漫的'词汇,一个多么让人奋不顾身的追求。我拥有了前者,却没能付出后者,这也许就是当时真正的我,现在领悟又能如何呢?
“达则兼济天下,穷则独善其身”,这是我一直做事的风格,也是我一错再错的借口,没有我的懦弱,就没有当年的离别,没有我的离别,就没有现在的悔恨。忆往昔,我又能怎么做呢?也许结果还是一样。
遥想当年,我与你海誓山盟,你与我互许终身,一切都是那么美好,一切都是那么看似的风平浪静。校园的爱情,我们都是纯洁的,我们都是热情似火的,我们能一日不见如隔三秋,也能一眼不见如同肝肠寸断。再美好的爱情终究敌不过时间,时间不会让我们相忘于江湖,但会冲淡一切,时间不会让我们爱恨交加,但会平复一切。曾经的曾经,我们独坐一席,曾经的曾经,我们同甘共苦,曾经的曾经,我们不离不弃,曾经的曾经,我们谈笑风生。曾经的曾经,我们共许白首不分离。
离别总是伤心的,分别总是难免的,其实,这些都是一时的,忘记才是内心深处最大伤,更是一段不能愈合的内伤。我常常告诫自己,忘记吧,已不属于你了,放手吧,你已背道而驰了。越是想念只会让自己伤口上撒盐,越是幻想只会让你我徒增烦恼。美好的爱情不一定要白首到老,其实珍藏起来,怀念更好。也许有太多的心酸和不舍,也许有太多的难过与伤痛。但一切的一切倒不如写成故事,两个人焚而取暖。
故事的发生总是向前的,爱情也一样,美好总在前面。不屈不挠的爱情那是写在书本上的,只因我还不是圣人,做不到你想要的,太多的眼泪已经流走,其实眼泪已经混合着鼻涕谁也分不清了,即便分清又如何呢?因为它还在流,何时停止,我也不知道。
我深爱的你,我相信你能向前看,因为后方有我。前面或许荆棘密布,但总会拨云见日,而转身踩到的首先是你的影子。
每个人有每个人的人生轨迹,我们两的轨迹从开始的分开到中途的交融,再到以后谁也不知道的未来。因为未来是留给我们自己的,而不是我们的。向前看吧,我们两有太多的为对方考虑了,这并不能使我们快乐、幸福,反而会让我们更加的难以释怀。我相信你,一定会有一个美好的未来,不管这个未来有没有我,我一样的祝福你,我曾深爱过得你,我最好的朋友。
●风和太阳两方为谁的能量大相互争论不休。
●突然,他们看到一个行人走在路上,太阳说:“谁能使行人脱下衣服,谁就更强大。”
●太阳藏在乌云后面,风开始拼命地吹,风刮得越猛烈,行人越是裹紧自己的衣服。
●太阳出来了,暖暖地晒着行人,行人感到很热,很快就把外套脱了下来。
寓意: 劝说往往比强迫更为有效。
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