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美文阅读：矶鹞带来欢乐
Sandpipers to Bring Us Joy
She was six years old when I first met her on the beach near where I live. I drive to this beach, a distance of three or four miles, whenever the world begins to close in on me. She was building a sandcastle or something and looked up, her eyes as blue as the sea.
“Hello,” she said. I answered with a nod, not really in the mood to bother with a small child. “I’m building,” she said.
“I see that. What is it?” I asked, not really caring.
“Oh, I don’t know, I just like the feel of sand.”
That sounds good, I thought, and slipped off my shoes. A sandpiper glided by. “That’s a joy,” the child said.
“It’s a what?” I asked.
“It’s a joy. My mama says sandpipers come to bring us joy.” The bird went gliding down the beach.
“Good-bye joy,” I muttered to myself, “hello pain,” and turned to walk on. I was depressed; my life seemed completely out of balance.
“What’s your name?” She wouldn’t give up.
“Robert,” I answered. “I’m Robert Peterson.”
“Mine’s Wendy... I’m six.”
“Hi, Windy.” She giggled. “You’re funny,” she said. In spite of my gloom I laughed too and walked on. Her musical giggle followed me.
“Come again, Mr. P,” she called. “We’ll have another happy day.”
The days and weeks that followed belonged to others: a group of unruly Boy Scouts, PTA meetings, and an ailing mother.
The sun was shining one morning as I took my hands out of the dishwater. “I need a sandpiper,” I said to myself, gathering up my coat.
The ever-changing balm of the seashore awaited me. The breeze was chilly, but I strode along, trying to recapture the serenity I needed. I had forgotten the child and was startled when she appeared.
“Hello, Mr. P,” she said. “Do you want to play?”
“What did you have in mind?” I asked, with a twinge of annoyance.
“I don’t know, you say.”
“How about charades?” I asked sarcastically.
The tinkling laughter burst forth again. “I don’t know what that is.”
“Then let’s just walk.” Looking at her, I noticed the delicate fairness of her face. “Where do you live?” I asked.
“Over there.” She pointed toward a row of summer cottages. Strange, I thought, in winter.
“Where do you go to school?”
“I don’t go to school. Mommy says we’re on vacation.” She chattered little girl talk as we strolled up the beach, but my mind was on other things. When I left for home, Wendy said it had been a happy day. Feeling surprisingly better, I smiled at her and agreed.
英语阅读：AnEmptyBox
Once upon a time, a man punished his 5-year-old daughter for using up the family's only roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was tight, and he became even more upset when on Christmas Eve, he saw that the child had pasted the gold paper so as to decorate a shoebox to put under the Christmas tree.
Nevertheless, the next morning the little girl, filled with excitement, brought the gift box to her father and said, “This is for you, Daddy!”
As he opened the box, the father was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction.
But when he opened it, he found it was empty and again his anger flared. “Don't you know, young lady, ” he said harshly, “when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something inside the package!”
The little girl looked up at him with tears rolling from her eyes and said: “Daddy, it's not empty. I blew kisses into it until it was all full.”
The father was crushed. He fell on his knees and put his arms around his precious little girl. He begged her to forgive him for his unnecessary anger.
An accident took the life of the child only a short time later. It is told that the father kept that little gold box by his bed for all the years of his life. Whenever he was discouraged or faced difficult problems he would open the box, take out an imaginary kiss, and remember the love of this beautiful child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each of us as human beings have been given an invisible golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, family, friends and God.
There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.
英语阅读：HappinessEquateswithFun?
I live in Hollywood. You may think people in such a glamorous, fun-filled place are happier than others. If so, you have some mistaken ideas about the nature of happiness.
Many intelligent people still equate happiness with fun. The truth is that fun and happiness have little or nothing in common. Fun is what we experience during an act. Happiness is what we experience after an act. It is a deeper, more abiding emotion.
Going to an amusement park or ball game, watching a movie or television, are fun activities that help us relax, temporarily forget our problems and maybe even laugh. But they do not bring happiness, because their positive effects end when the fun ends.
I have often thought that if Hollywood stars have a role to play, it is to teach us that happiness has nothing to do with fun. These rich, beautiful inpiduals have constant access to glamorous parties, fancy cars, expensive homes, everything that spells “happiness”。
But in memoir after memoir, celebrities reveal the unhappiness hidden beneath all their fun: depression, alcoholism, drug addiction, broken marriages, troubled children, profound loneliness.
The way people cling to the belief that a fun-filled, pain-free life equates happiness actually diminishes their chances of ever attaining real happiness. If fun and pleasure are equated with happiness, then pain must be equated with unhappiness. But, in fact, the opposite is true: More times than not, things that lead to happiness involve some pain.
As a result, many people avoid the very endeavors that are the source of true happiness. They fear the pain inevitably brought by such things as marriage, raising children, professional achievement, religious commitment, civic or charitable work, and self-improvement.
英语阅读：TodayisaGift
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room‘s only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end.
They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.
The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn‘t hear the band - he could see it in his mind‘s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.
Days and weeks passed. One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.
As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone. Slowly and painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the world outside. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it for himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.
The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, “Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.”
英语阅读：IsPackingImportanttoYou?
A young man was getting ready to graduate from college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.
As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation, his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautiful wrapped gift box. Curious, but somewhat disappointed, the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible, with the young man's name embossed in gold.
Angrily, he raised his voice to his father and said, “With all your money you give me a Bible?” He then stormed out of the house, leaving the Bible.
Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and a wonderful family, but realizing his father was very old, he thought perhaps he should go to see him. He had not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make the arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care of things.
When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart. He began to search through his father's important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it years ago.
With tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. As he was reading, a car key dropped from the back of the Bible. It had a tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words… “PAID IN FULL”。
How many times do we miss blessings because they are not packaged as we expected? I trust you enjoyed this. Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; but remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for. Sometimes we don't realize the good fortune we have or we could have because we expect “the packaging” to be different. What may appear as bad fortune may in fact be the door that is just waiting to be opened.
英语阅读：TheBabyEagle
Once upon a time there was a baby eagle living in a nest perched on a cliff overlooking a beautiful valley with waterfalls and streams, trees and lots of little animals, scurrying about enjoying their lives.
The baby eagle liked the nest. It was the only world he had ever known. It was warm and comfortable, had a great view, and even better, he had all the food and love and attention that a great mother eagle could provide. Many times each day the mother would swoop down from the sky and land in the nest and feed the baby eagle delicious morsels of food. She was like a god to him, he had no idea where she came from or how she worked her magic.
The baby eagle was hungry all the time, but the mother eagle would always come just in time with the food and love and attention he craved. The baby eagle grew strong. His vision grew very sharp. He felt good all the time.
Until one day, the mother stopped coming to the nest.
The baby eagle was hungry. “I'm sure to die,” said the baby eagle, all the time.
“Very soon, death is coming,” he cried, with tears streaming down his face. Over and over. But there was no one there to hear him.
Then one day the mother eagle appeared at the top of the mountain cliff, with a big bowl of delicious food and she looked down at her baby. The baby looked up at the mother and cried “Why did you abandon me? I'm going to die any minute. How could you do this to me?”
The mother said, “Here is some very tasty and nourishing food, all you have to do is come get it.”
“Come get it!” said the baby, with much anger. “How?”
The mother flew away.
The baby cried and cried and cried.
A few days later, “I'm going to end it all,” he said. “I give up. It is time for me to die.”
He didn't know his mother was nearby. She swooped down to the nest with his last meal.
“Eat this, it's your last meal,” she said.
The baby cried, but he ate and whined and whined about what a bad mother she was.
“You're a terrible mother,” he said. Then she pushed him out of the nest.
He fell.
Head first.
Picked up speed.
Faster and faster.
He screamed. “I'm dying I'm dying,” he cried. He picked up more speed.
He looked up at his mother. “How could you do this to me?”
He looked down.
The ground rushed closer, faster and faster. He could visualize his own death so clearly, coming so soon, and cried and whined and complained. “This isn't fair!” he screamed.
Something strange happens.
The air caught behind his arms and they snapped away from his body, with a feeling unlike anything he had ever experienced. He looked down and saw the sky. He wasn't moving towards the ground anymore, his eyes were pointed up at the sun.
“Huh?” he said. “What is going on here!”
“You're flying,” his mother said.
“This is fun!” laughed the baby eagle, as he soared and ped and swooped.
“Yes it is!” said the mother.
答案美文
一件事，一段感情，能在心中停留多久？十年？十月？还是区区的十天？或是永恒如塔座落在心头，心中，埋藏在心底？
一件事，一段感情，一遍又一遍的追寻着对与错，寻找当处在这个事，这段感情中的人，中的记忆，一次一次的问自己，一次一次的找寻答案，求真，求得自己的安慰。
错的，对的，找到了，那一个一个出现在这个感情线团中的人，清楚了，这个感情线团的角色，有你，有她，有他，也有她，还有他，不能忘怀的还有他，她，他，最后，可能会差一个你。
烟圈飞舞着，幽灵烟雾缭绕在头顶，身躯，生欺中，酒是水，一口一口磨灭着斗气，斗心，斗欲。愁容，心如刀绞，捂着心脏，在床上翻滚，想哭泣，滴水不漏，苦着脸，沉沉寂夜里睡去，无梦，无殇。
铃声烦杂不堪，在成团被窝中，卷起团，迷茫的'环顾四周，坐起，沉寂的找寻火机，烟头，吸入肺，吸入脏腑，听这催促的声音，拉过衣，裤，尸体一样的穿上。
带着虚伪的面具，笑容，过着碌碌无为与誓言相反的生活。
只为一个答案，苦寻，只为想起，自己曾经说过的目的。
春很温柔的笑了
一种淡淡的甜甜的'味道
微风细雨的扶着柳絮
寒冬总算灰溜溜的离开了
尽管心里有点委屈
可是时间到了，该散了
最终用默默的眼神祝福着
夹杂着瞬间流泪的幸福
随着时间淡忘着一切
忘记了曾经的执着感
忘记了心跳的那份动力
春天的气息渐行渐近
初春的嫩绿，莫愁的心境
慢慢的习惯了这个季节
喜欢上了这个季节的夜晚
不免有时仰头看看星空的闪烁
惬意的跟星星说些调皮话
原来这里的夜空很晴朗
晴暖的没有风动的噪美
明朗的纯洁中隔着透亮
透视远方的尽头你会发现
隔壁的阁楼在这样的夜晚
竟舍不得停留在飘渺的梦里
我悄悄地趴在窗台
尽情的呼吸着纯净的气息
渴望着那片晴朗的夜空
忧郁的眼神在空中寻觅着
那片夜的鬼魅和迷惑
那条银河系中最璀璨的星子
而那颗永远为你守候的心
在这片星空下
化作一位晴空万里的守望者
然后用我的勇气
拾起遗失在你那里的星空晴朗
经典美文阅读
经典美文阅读【1】
美文欣赏：你可以选择自己想过的生活
Occasionally, life can be undeniably, impossibly difficult. We are faced with challenges and events that can seem overwhelming, life-destroying to the point where it may be hard to decide whether to keep going. But you always have a choice. Jessica Heslop shares her powerful, inspiring journey from the worst times in her life to the new life she has created for herself:
生活有时候困难得难以置信，但又不容置疑。我们面临的挑战与困境似乎无法抵御，试图毁灭我们生活，甚至使你犹疑是否继续走下去。但是你总有选择的余地。从人生低谷走向新生活的杰西卡·赫斯乐普，在这里与我们分享她启迪心灵、充满震撼力的生活之旅。
In 201x I had the worst year of my life.
201x年是我生活中最艰难的一年。
I worked in a finance job that I hated and I lived in a concrete jungle city with little greenery. I occupied my time with meaningless relationships and spent copious quantities of money on superficialities. I was searching for happiness and had no idea where to find it.
我做着讨厌的财务工作，住在难寻绿色的高楼林立的城市。我忙于无意义的交往，在一些肤浅表面的东西上大笔开销。我寻找快乐，却又不知道它在哪里。
Then I fell ill with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (CFS) and became virtually bed bound. I had to quit my job and subsequently was left with no income. I lived with my boyfriend of then only 3 months who financially supported me and our relationship was put under great pressure. I eventually regained my physical health, but not long after that I got a call from my family at home to say that my father’s cancer had fiercely progressed and that he had been admitted to a hospice.
然后我患上了慢性疲劳综合症，几乎到了卧床不起的地步。我不得不辞掉工作，同时也就断了财源。我和那时仅相处了3个月的男友住在一起，经济上完全依赖于他，我们的关系承受着巨大压力。终于我恢复健康，但不久，我接到家里的电话，父亲的癌症急剧恶化，已经住进了临终关怀中心。
I left the city and I went home to be with him.
我离开了城市，回家陪父亲。
He died 6 months later.
6个月之后，他去世了。
My father was a complete inspiration to me. He was always so strong that, for a minute after he drew his last breath, I honestly thought he would come back to life. I couldn’t believe I would never again cuddle into his big warm chest and feel safe no matter what.
父亲的事让我彻底清醒。他一直很强壮，在他咽气之后一分钟里，我真的认为，他会活过来。我不能相信，我再也不能依偎在他温暖的怀抱里，享受他宽大的胸怀带给我的安全感。
The grief that followed was intense for all of us 5 children and our mother, but we had each other.
母亲和我们5个兄弟姐妹极为难过，但至少我们还拥有彼此。
But my oldest sister at that time complained of a bad back. It got so bad after 2 months that she too was admitted to hospital.
但是，那时我大姐开始抱怨着背痛，2个月后，因疼痛加剧也住进了医院。
They discovered that she had highly advanced cancer in her bones and that there was nothing that they could do.
医生们检查发现，她已是骨癌晚期，对此他们已无能为力。
She died 1 month later.
1个月之后，她也走了。
I could never put into words the loss of my sister in my life.
大姐的逝去让我陷入难以形容的痛苦之中。
She was a walking, talking angel and my favourite person in the whole world. If someone could have asked me the worst thing that could ever happen, it would have been losing her.
在这个世界上，她是一个能走路、会说话的天使，我最喜欢的人。如果有人问我，世界上发生的最坏的事情是什么，那就是失去她。
She was my soul-mate and I never thought I would journey this lifetime without her.
她是我的灵魂伴侣，我从来没有想过，我会走过没有她陪伴的生命旅程。
The Moment Of Deliberate Choice
抉择时刻
The shock and extreme heart break brought me to my knees. The pain was so great and my world just looked desolate. I had no real home, no money, no job, and no friends that cared. Not one person had even sent me a sympathy card for my loss.
我被打击和极度的心痛击挎了。强烈的痛苦使世界在我眼中变得如此凄凉。我没有真正意义上的家，没有钱，没有工作，也没有关心我的朋友。没有一个人因我失去亲人而寄给我慰问卡。
I made an attempt of my own life and I ended up in hospital.
我尝试着活下去，结果住进了医院。
I remember lying in the hospital bed, looking up at the ceiling and seeing my sister’s beautiful face. She stayed with me all night long.
我记得，躺在病床上，看着天花板，看到姐姐美丽的面庞。她整夜守候着我。
I realised during that night that I had a choice. I could choose to end my life or I could choose to live it.
那天晚上，我意识到我可以选择。要么结束生命，要么活下去。
I looked in my sister’s eyes and I made a decision not to go with her just yet. That I would stay and complete my journey here.
望着姐姐的眼睛，我决定不跟她走。我要留下来，走完我的生命旅程。
I also made the decision that, I wouldn’t just live any life. I would live the life that I absolutely LOVE and nothing less.
同时，我还决定，不只为生活而生活，我要完全以自己想要的方式生活。
In that moment, the clarity that descended around me was like a light shining in a dark room for the first time. As if the earth’s plates had shifted under my feet and everything suddenly looked real for the first time.
在那一刻，这一想法第一次清晰得如同一盏在黑暗闪烁的明灯。好像脚下的地球版块变换了，每一样东西在我眼前都真实得前所未有。
美文赏析：打开心门拥抱生活【2】
We often close ourselves off when traumatic events happen in our lives; instead of letting the world soften us, we let it drive us deeper into ourselves. We try to deflect the hurt and pain by pretending it doesn’t exist, but although we can try this all we want, in the end, we can’t hide from ourselves. We need to learn to open our hearts to the potentials of life and let the world soften us.
生活发生不幸时，我们常常会关上心门；世界不仅没能慰藉我们，反倒使我们更加消沉。我们假装一切仿佛都不曾发生，以此试图忘却伤痛，可就算隐藏得再好，最终也还是骗不了自己。既然如此，何不尝试打开心门，拥抱生活中的各种可能，让世界感化我们呢？
Whenever we start to let our fears and seriousness get the best of us, we should take a step back and re-evaluate our behavior. The items listed below are six ways you can open your heart more fully and completely.
当恐惧与焦虑来袭时，我们应该退后一步，重新反思自己的言行。下面六个方法有助于你更完满透彻地敞开心扉。
1. Breathe into pain
直面痛苦
Whenever a painful situation arises in your life, try to embrace it instead of running away or trying to mask the hurt. When the sadness strikes, take a deep breath and lean into it. When we run away from sadness that’s unfolding in our lives, it gets stronger and more real. We take an emotion that’s fleeting and make it a solid event, instead of something that passes through us.
当生活中出现痛苦的事情时，别再逃跑或隐藏痛苦，试着拥抱它吧；当悲伤来袭时，试着深呼吸，然后直面它。如果我们一味逃避生活中的悲伤，悲伤只会变得更强烈更真实——悲伤原本只是稍纵即逝的'情绪，我们却固执地耿耿于怀。
By utilizing our breath we soften our experiences. If we dam them up, our lives will stagnate, but when we keep them flowing, we allow more newness and greater experiences to blossom.
深呼吸能减缓我们的感受。屏住呼吸，生活停滞；呼出呼吸，更多新奇与经历又将拉开序幕。
2. Embrace the uncomfortable
拥抱不安
We all know what that twinge of anxiety feels like. We know how fear feels in our bodies: the tension in our necks, the tightness in our stomachs, etc. We can practice leaning into these feelings of discomfort and let them show us where we need to go.
我们都经历过焦灼的煎熬感，也都感受过恐惧造成的生理反应：脖子僵硬、胃酸翻腾。其实，我们有能力面对这些痛苦的感受，从中领悟到出路。
The initial impulse is to run away — to try and suppress these feelings by not acknowledging them. When we do this, we close ourselves off to the parts of our lives that we need to experience most. The next time you have this feeling of being truly uncomfortable, do yourself a favor and lean into the feeling. Act in spite of the fear.
我们的第一反应总是逃避——以为否认不安情绪的存在就能万事大吉，可这也恰好妨碍了我们经历最需要的生活体验。下次感到不安时，不管有多害怕，也请试着勇敢面对吧。
3. Ask your heart what it wants
倾听内心
We’re often confused at the next step to take, making pros and cons lists until our eyes bleed and our brains are sore. Instead of always taking this approach, what if we engaged a new part of ourselves that isn’t usually involved in the decision making process?
我们常对未来犹疑不定，反复考虑利弊直到身心俱疲。与其一味顾虑重重，不如从局外人的角度看待决策之事。
I know we’ve all felt decisions or actions that we had to take simply due to our “gut” impulses: when asked, we can’t explain the reasons behind doing so — just a deep knowing that it had to get done. This instinct is the part of ourselves we’re approaching for answers.
其实很多决定或行动都是我们一念之间的结果：要是追问原因的话，恐怕我们自己也道不清说不明，只是感到直觉如此罢了。而这种直觉恰好是我们探索结果的潜在自我。
To start this process, take few deep breaths then ask, “Heart, what decision should I make here? What action feels the most right?”
开始前先做几次深呼吸，问自己：“内心认为该做什么样的决定呢？觉得采取哪个方案最恰当？”
See what comes up, then engage and evaluate the outcome.
看看自己的内心反应如何，然后全力以赴、静待结果吧。
经典美文精选【3】
很喜欢一句诗：
最是人间留不住，朱颜辞镜花辞树。
冷静，却又犀利无比。
是啊，光阴是刀，
所以这世间没有一段不被宰割的人生。
自古以来，人间万事，
要经历多少风云变幻，桑田沧海？
许多曾经纯美的事物，最终都落满了尘埃。
任凭我们如何擦拭，也不可能回到最初的色彩。
人生走到最后，都要回归朴素和简单，
过程所经历的繁芜，
只是为平淡的结局写下深沉的一笔。
都说一寸光阴一寸金，
仿佛要将所有的时光，
丝丝缕缕都用得恰到好处，
才不算是虚度。
然而，当你静下心来，
看一枚叶子无声地飘落，
看一只蜜蜂栖息在花蕊上，
看一炷檀香渐渐地焚烧；
或是喝一盏清茶，和某个不知名的路人，
若有若无地闲话家常，光阴倏然而过，
这时候，你却会觉得，
时光是用来浪费的，并且一点都不可惜。
因为我们品尝到生活真实的味道，
这些微不足道的细节，才是人生的感动。
而江湖所酿造的风云和气象，
却像一座宽大的囚牢，
困住了我们清醒朴素的思想，
束缚着压抑着生命的本性。
这是一个丰盈饱满的时代，
太多的诱惑横在眼前，
让醉者会更醉，醒者会更醒。
一个富足的人，其实拥有了世间许多的华丽，
他却常常感到空虚落寞。
一个贫瘠的人，
所得到的只是一些微薄的片断，
他却有种满足的快乐。
一物一风流，一人一性情，
每个人落在红尘，都有一份自我的追求，
从不同的起点，到不同的终点，
历程不同，所悟出的道理也是不同。
只是想像的空间越来越狭窄，
飞翔的距离越来越短，
就连做梦，都需要勇气。
所谓得闲便是主人，
也许我们更应该将远志封存起来，
用闲逸的山水蓄养，于杯盏中自在把玩。
看一场烟雨，从开始下到结束；
看一只蝴蝶，从蚕蛹到破茧；
看一树的蓓蕾，从绽放到落英缤纷。
不为诗意，不为风雅，不为禅定，
只为将日子，
过成一杯白开水的平淡、一碗清粥的简单。
也许只有这样，
生活才会少一些失去，多一些如意。
日子如水清淡，来来往往的人，
不过是为了各自的归宿，做着无奈的奔忙。
也许一生真的不长，
但是亦可不必仓促地要把生活的滋味尝遍。
不如在缤纷的红尘里，
只将简洁的心灵，栖息在一束菩提的时光里。
把颜色还给岁月，留一份从容给自己。
精选美文阅读
小狐猴之死
马达加斯加岛上，一只小狐猴出生了。它好奇地打量着眼前的世界，母亲告诉它从明天开始它就要跟着母亲一起来学习生存。
但 但第一天，它就遇到了麻烦。它被脚下植物上的毒刺扎伤了脚，钻心的疼痛让它吱吱大叫。它问母亲，为什么我们要生活在这种长满毒刺的植物周围？这多么容易受伤！母亲说，没关系孩子，等你习惯就好了，世世代代我们都是这样生活下来的。晚上，舔着自己伤口的小狐猴在思考一个问题，为什么我们世世代代都要生长在这种恶劣的环境下？
几个月后，长大的小狐猴开始和母亲吃一样的食物，那是生长在毒刺中间的小小的嫩叶，很苦涩，这让小狐猴很苦恼。
偶然的一个机会，它遇到了一只在四处旅行的鸟，鸟给它带来了许多的信息。比如其他地方的猴子都是生活在没有毒刺的树上，而且吃的都是甜美的果子。“果子？”小狐猴疑惑地说。鸟笑了笑展开翅膀飞走，回来的时候嘴上叼着一枚红红的果子。小狐猴尝了一下，果然是美味。
小狐猴决定离开这里去寻找自己想要的生活。母亲和猴群的长老们劝它不要离开，告诉小狐猴别抱怨，谁都是在慢慢地适应生活，以后才可能高枕无忧。小狐猴听不进去，它摇摇头坚定地离开了家。
在岛的另一边小狐猴果然发现了鸟叼的那种果子，生长在一棵没有毒刺的树上。它欣喜地爬上去，但当它快要摘下那果子的时候，身体却被一条不知隐藏在哪里的蛇紧紧地缠住了，然后看到的是一张血盆大口。小狐猴最后想的是，以前自己生活的地� 十岁的铁蛋从此成了没妈的孩子，都说没妈的孩子苦，铁蛋的父亲是深有体会，一个大男人又当爹又当妈还要上班，那里照顾得过来铁蛋。他思前想后决定再婚，对象是托媒人找的，一个离异没有孩子的女人。
相处时，女人表现的很勤快，照顾铁蛋也很尽心，铁蛋的父亲相当满意，很快这个女人成了铁蛋的后妈。
女人嫁进来不久渐渐的露了本性，整日唠叨铁蛋的父亲嫌他赚的少。铁蛋的父亲受不了她的唠叨，背井离乡出外打工，只留下铁蛋和继母俩人在家，半年才能回家一次。
铁蛋的父亲一走，女人就变了脸，经常对铁蛋横挑鼻子竖挑眼，非打即骂。铁蛋受了孽待也不敢顶撞继母，更不敢反抗，否则他会没有饭吃。有时候被继母打疼了或被继母推出房门，铁蛋总是偷偷跑到隔壁邻居家。幸亏隔壁有位好心的阿姨，常常给他吃的，给他的伤处擦药，让铁蛋感觉出了丝的温度。
一日，继母买了几个苹果的，放在桌子上就出门去了。铁蛋回来后，偷偷的吃了一个。继母回来发现后顿时火了，劈头盖脑地对着铁蛋就打。
铁蛋被打的抱头鼠窜，继母见追不上铁蛋，顺手抄起木棍向孩子打去。铁蛋吓得撒腿就跑，跑到隔壁阿姨家里躲了起来。
继母追到隔壁家，半天没敲开门，她气呼呼的回家了。
没想到一进家门就看见铁蛋的'父亲坐在屋里。她立马换上一副笑脸说：“老公，你回来了了？”
父亲点点头，瞅了瞅她身后问：“铁蛋，应该放学了吧？怎么还没回来？”
继母心想坏了，这小兔崽子不知道跑那去了。她急忙说：“别提了，都怨我。哎！我怕我这当继母的对孩子管教太严了，会落人口舌，没敢管她，可是没想到，哎！他竟然和一帮小混混整日鬼混，也不上学，这会也不知道跑那去了。”
父亲听完狠狠的捶了一下床说道：“这孩子怎么变成这么坏了，真是欠揍，等他回来，你看我怎么教训他……”
这时铁蛋正好从邻居家里回来，他见父亲回来刚想往屋里进，告继母的状，可一听继母和父亲的对话，他站在门口犹豫了起来。
想了片刻，他挺着胸走了进去。他像是没看见父亲一样，扑通跪在跪在继母身前说：“妈，你原谅我吧！我再也不敢出去和人鬼混了，再也不惹你生气了，呜呜……”
这一哭到把继母给哭愣了，父亲上来就要揍铁蛋，继母不得不挡在他身前说：“行了，他知道错了，你就饶了他吧！”
父亲这才放下高举的巴掌，这次**也算平息了。
继母明知道自己不对在先，关键时候铁蛋没揭穿她的谎言，还帮她圆了慌，让她心里感到有几分愧疚和感动。从那以后，继母再没有孽待过铁蛋。
一把属于自己的钥匙
一个男孩在求学路上屡遭失败和打击。在确认他不适合在校读书后，他母亲很伤心。她将孩子领回家，准备靠自己的力量把孩子培养成才。可是这孩子无论如何都记不住那些需要记忆的知识。在妈妈眼中，这男孩是一个不长进的孩子，怎么教他，他都学不会。
母亲彻底失望了，因为他高考了几次都失败了，他没能走进大学校门。
男孩知道他在母亲的眼里是一个失败者。母亲悲伤无奈地说：“朽木不可雕也，你原本是块朽木，怎么雕都不会成器。”男孩很难过，他决定远走他乡去寻找自己的事业。
许多年以后，当年的男孩突然回来了，他已长成了一个成熟的男人。
有一天，他希望母亲同他去参加一个名厨大赛，在名厨大赛上，这个男人表现出多种厨师技艺，他做出的每一道菜都是色香味俱佳，最终，在专家的评选结果中，他取得了名厨大赛的冠军。
在一片热烈的掌声中，他走上领奖台，激动地说：“我想把名厨大赛的冠军杯献给我的母亲，因为我读书时没有获得她期望中的成功。她曾极度失望地认为我是朽木，现在我要告诉她，妈妈，我不是朽木，大学里没有我的位置，我总是拿不到考入大学的钥匙，但在生活中总会有一个位置是属于我的，而且是成功的位置，妈妈，总会有一把钥匙是属于我的，总会有一扇门是为我打开的。”
台下那位陪儿子一起来观看名厨大赛的母亲，万万没有想到，最� 她流下了激动的泪水，深情地对儿了说：“孩子，你不再是朽木，你是妈妈的骄傲！”
许多人都在生活中苦苦寻觅着自己的位置，遇到打击和失败都是正常的，但是不能灰心，条条大路通罗马，成功的答案不只一个。失之东隅，收之桑榆。天生我才必有用，只要你努力进取，总有一扇门是为你打开的，总有一把钥匙属于你自己！
在苦闷中学会愉快
谁不曾为平庸而心烦气燥？然而，人生除死无大事，凡事心存希望，一切就终有转机！
她是个安静的女孩儿，最大的理想就是有一个属于自己的大房子。可以在里面呼呼大睡，而不用担心妈妈揪着耳朵叫自己上学。她总幻想自己的人生能平平稳稳，过着衣食无忧，平淡快乐的生活。
然而，现实总是很轻易地将每个人美丽温暖的梦击碎。上了大学之后，不仅希望过上的生活没有实现，而且她还陷入了抑郁的情绪里。冗长的课程、迷茫的未来，枯燥的社交活动，都让她感到压抑。内向的她渐渐明白了要想实现自己的理想，就必须在生活中努力奋斗，出人头地。于是，她开始拼命地学习功课，把大部分的时间都放在了学业上。她努力参加各种校园内外的活动，很用心地想融入别人的圈子里。
可渐渐地，她发现自己无论怎样努力，功课永远都不是最好的，与此同时，内向的自己也在社交中显得木讷，不善表达。她失望地发现原来自己真的不是特别出色，平凡的自己似乎毫无成功的资本。平庸的生活带来了无穷的苦闷，没有关注、没有鲜花、没有掌声，找不到自己存在的价值。有很长一段时间，她心甘情愿地随波逐流，她觉得自己这样的人很难和成功沾上边儿了，渐渐死了心。
既然没办法在人群中崭露头角，她反倒不在那么焦躁了。那段时间里，默默无闻地她体验过了焦虑、压抑、苦闷的种种情绪，也学会了和这些负面情绪和平共处。每个平凡的生命，都要经历这种苦闷的压力，想到这些，她反而变得淡然许多。既然现实无法改变，她便尝试着改变心情，努力在苦闷中学会快乐，在平庸中发现惊喜。渐渐地，她发现其实身边有很多好玩有趣的人和事情。尤其是很多人的搞怪表情和乐观的心态，深深触动了她的心灵。她开始尝试着将这些人的表情和有趣的生活状态糅合到一起，创作出自己娱乐的卡通图片。
让她没想到的是，这些卡通图片竟然引起了身边人的注意，并且大受欢迎。同学朋友们纷纷她的图片，在极短的时间里，她设计的那只可爱搞怪，表情丰富的小兔子迅速蹿红网络，成了网虫们最喜欢的表情人物，下载量连创记录。
这个创造了“兔斯基”系列图片的小女孩儿叫王卯卯，今年刚刚21岁，只是北京一所高校动画系沉默寡言的小姑娘。这个平凡女孩儿的成功，让人不得不深思：每个人生命中都有一段不认可，不被重视，找不到未来发展方向的生活。每个人都体会着平凡带来的苦闷和压抑，面对这种心灵的煎熬，我们应该如何面对？是沉沦消极，还是淡然接受？用王卯卯的话说：“那种苦闷压抑的生活让我喘不过气来，如果我不是在苦闷中学会让自己愉快起来，我早被自己的压抑压垮了，根本就谈不上成功了！”
世界上最可怕的就是努力结不出硕果，付出得不到回报。当失�
世界可以无奈，你却不能对生活撒娇耍赖。只有破罐才会破摔。天地无情，不 要想让世界知道你的存在，就必须在苦闷中学会愉快。每个人都是磁场，放弃招来堕落，坚持吸引希望。谁不曾为未来迷茫？谁不曾为平凡焦虑？谁不曾为平庸而心烦气燥？然而，人生除死无大事，凡事心存希望，一切就终有转机！
在苦闷中学会愉快，不仅宣泄了现实压抑下的苦闷，而且还能让你在平和的心态中开拓未来。凡有蓝天处，必有阳光；凡有成功处，就必有笑对苦闷人生的智慧！
绝处逢生
第二次世界大战时，有艘船被炮弹击中沉没了，船上只有一个幸存者，他借助一块浮木漂到了孤岛上，独自一人在那里艰苦地生活。
他天天站在岛上摇举白旗，希望有过路的船只能过来救他，可是一直都没有结果。为了生活，他用树木和枝条搭建了一个简陋的茅屋，靠采摘来的野果和捕捞的海鱼为生，就这样过了一段时间。
有一天，他千辛万苦搭盖的茅屋不知怎么回事突然起火了。火势凶猛，而且一发不可收拾，他想方设法置办的家什和家当都烧光了。看着熊熊大火，他埋怨上帝：“我惟一的栖身之处和仅有的一点生活用品都化为灰烬了，上帝啊，你为何逼迫我走上绝路呢？”
正当他沉浸于伤心和绝望的时候，忽然有人驾船来救他。他疑惑不解地看着来人，问道：“你们怎么知道岛上有人呢？”救他的人回答道：“我们起先也不知道，但是看见岛上火光冲天，觉得很奇怪，船长派我们来看看，没想到真的有人。”
他把起初对上帝的埋怨变为大大的感激，上帝借这把火救了他。
事情都是一分为二的，好事可以变成坏事，坏事也可以变成好事。正如古人所说：“塞翁失马，焉知非福？”
过了保鲜期
春天里，我在家门前的空地上开辟了一垄地，撒了些青菜菜籽，空闲时想起它，便浇浇水。过了个把月，我发现小青菜长得非常缓慢，问种了多年菜的邻居，他说，主要是因为你以前没有辛勤施肥、浇水，现在再施肥、浇水也难以改变多少，长不大了。菜过了气候了。
朋友家的孩子，上初中了，长得高大，也极聪明，可成绩欠佳。生活和学习习惯也不好，每天看电视、上网，既无理想，也对学习了无兴趣。对父母的同事、朋友，他一不如意就大吼大叫，让人心里很不舒服。他的母亲很瘦小，有一天她发着烧自己搬桌子，喊他来帮忙。他躺在沙发上看电视，像没听到一样，母亲只好把桌子顺着地板一点点地拖，对儿子没有丝毫的责备之意。孩子的父母说，小时候，父母只觉得他可爱、好玩，现在大了，有时行为看着不妥，想管时却发现不知从哪着手了，孩子的性格也基本定性，想改变是极其困难了。
花也好，树也罢，如果错过了时候，错过了季节，再施肥、浇水关注它，也往往是难以挽回了。植物尚且如此，何况有思想、有行为能力的人呢？教育也有保鲜期。过了保鲜期，那些问题孩子，就如长不大的蔬菜、养不旺的花一样，教育起来困难重重。孩子的教育耽误不得，千万不能滞后啊！
精选美文阅读习题及答案
在英文中，原创性或者独创性一般用originality这个词来表示，而它又来自origin，后者的意思是起源、开端。因此，当我们说一件艺术作品是原创的，意味着它是一个新起点、新开端，好像脱离了原有的传统，成为后来者学习、延续的榜样，甚至形成了新的传统。
但是，之所以可能成为新的传统，显然需要一个旧的传统来作参照。在美国诗人艾略特看来，单独评判一个艺术家的作品是没有意义的，只有在一个系统中，艺术家相对于传统的独创性才能得到理解。也就是说，我们需要把他跟前人进行对照、比较才能定位他的艺术。所以艺术家想要创新，首先需要充分体认已有的传统，从而确立基本的历史坐标。在此前提下，有价值的艺术创作才是可能的。
艾略特将传统看作一个动态变化的系统：一件真正的艺术作品产生后，往往会搅动、改变原来的由艺术经典构成的秩序。这意味着，真正原创性的艺术一旦产生出来，就会重新塑造艺术传统的形态。而这样的原创，只有对传统用最大的力气打进去，用最大的力气打出来(李可染语)后，才能实现。反过来说，传统正是在后来者的原创艺术中，才被不断激发活力，留存下来。
人们追求原创性，是因为它具有开启、影响未来的可能性。但是，一件作品针对传统的新或许是可以辨别的，而它是否能通向未来、成为新的'开端，当时的人往往难以辨别。艺术家、批评家都对这种辨别力梦寐以求，却从来没有人能够说明白。原因在于：原创的标准一旦能够用语言表述清楚，那就多半变成了教条；而依照教条创作的艺术，又不可能是原创的，这是艺术创作中的一个悖论。一般来说，我们只能依据事后的效验某艺术作品在后世的影响力、命运来判断该作品原创性的含量。
当代艺术家要创作能够经得起与以往经典作品进行比较的艺术作品，因为那些经典作品曾是新传统、新开端，已成功地通往未来(即现在)。这就把当下的艺术作品的品质与事后的效验联系起来了。
15．下列对文章内容的理解，不正确的一项是（3分）
A．艾略�
B．艺术家要用历史的眼光给自己确定艺术坐标，从而让创作具有价值。
C．新的艺术作品一旦产生就会搅动、改变原有的由艺术经典构成的秩序。
D．能够经得起和以往经典比较的艺术作品，容易成为艺术创作中的新起点。
16．最能体现文中划线句子含义的一项是（3分）
A．艺术大师齐白石在谈自己的绘画感受时说写生不是绘制标本作画妙在似与不似之间。
B．台湾著名艺术家朱德庸谈到创作感悟时说：每个人都是花前半生找入口，花后半生找出口。
C．古典文学家樊修章认为，宋代诗人面对唐诗这座高峰形成的磁场，都极力想跳进，又极力想跳出。
D．国际建筑奖获得者王澍，建造具有现代风格的博物馆时使用了拆除古建筑所遗、弃的青砖灰瓦。
17．下面这则材料中，徐悲鸿等艺术家的刨作体现了上文中原创性的几个特征。请依据上文相关内容，并结合下面材料加以分析。（3分）
20世纪三、四十年代，中国画一度衰落。一批具有深厚传统绘画功底的青年画家，积极投身于中国画改革。徐悲鸿把当时油画中的造型、透视等方法运用到创作中，塑造了独具特色的《马》；蒋兆和开创了用毛笔素描的水墨人物画法，代表作《流民图》《杜甫》；林风眠用中国画技法表现西方现代派的艺术特征。他们独开新风，均自成一家，又都以各自的努力振兴了国画艺术。
答：
（一）阅读下面的文字，完成810题。（9分）
8．C 9．C
10．参考答案：①徐悲鸿等艺术家都具有深厚的传统绘画功底，说明已充分体认了传统。 ②他们在创作中融入多种技法，振兴了国画（使传统被激发活力后，留存了下来），说明原创性的作品能够重新塑造艺术传统的形态。③这些艺术家独开新风，自成一家，说明他们的作品具有广泛的影响力，经过时间的检验，形成了新传统、新开端。（意思对即可。共3分，答对一点得1分)
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全体高三学子，也许是因为缘分，就这样聚在了一起。没有过多的语言去形容，然后开始了我们记忆深处的波澜历历，往事情怀。你可以去忘记，可以去不屑。但，我们是如此深刻地经历了这段水木年华，这段青涩时光；操场上有我们的影子，是踢球、是漫步；是三三两两的谈天论地；当然，也有孤独的身影面对远方群山的迷惘与不知所措；当我们心怀梦想，却奈何不了现实的残酷而整日消沉；当我们为了未来而努力拼搏，却忽视了身边的一花一木、一水一草。我们似有所失，似有所得。但也是自己踏过的步子，怜影若思…
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我觉得我的户主
将会是一个很幸福的人
天天有我这种红颜贤妻
给他助攻
帮他泡妞
不要问何至纵容他此步
他毕竟泡到了我
作者何绿荷的文集
寞叹悲歌凉凄雪
此情到是须问天，永恒的记忆，红色蒲公英的情牵，莫失莫忘，千年缘。我道逍遥叹，此生不换，终于明白，君莫悲，凉凄雪，三个人都电影，我却始终不能有姓名，忘记时间，云荒只如初见，淌血的心，玉水明沙。六月的雨，一直很安静。寂难永劫，魔与道，花与剑。铁锁镇妖，水水龙吟，余情幽梦。
阅读和写作，不是为了给出答案，它们其实没有这样的力量，只是我们，可以在寻找中获得力量。如同认真走路的时候，会忘记真正的目标在哪里，持续而投入的行走本身，就带来了抵达。
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自然的时机，总是刚刚好。所以，我们总是轻轻哼唱：我就是喜欢你现在的样子。你大概不会喜欢前的我，如同我可能也不会爱10年前的你。只是这玄机，有点难读懂，有点难甘心。
自然的搭配，总是刚刚好。所以，随手放的衣服，刻意摆的杯子，都会在合适的地方。磨合和适应，要有先天的相似作基础，应该是一点点痛楚伴随着更多喜悦的新生和成长，不是硬生生地割裂和植入。生长的喜悦和力量有多强大，排异的痛苦和力量就有多强大。
自然的力道，总是刚刚好。所以，辛苦建造的那些原则，防线，心境，一次相遇，一个夜晚，一个眼神，或者一句话，轻易就崩塌了。没有什么不好，因为，这颗心本来就这样简单的柔软着……
当时间抹平起伏过的爱恨
再收到他信息
心里只剩下一种难以言说的空寂
只有自己知道
那些汹涌过的波涛从未停止
它们压抑在心底逆流成河
我不知道我一直惦念着的是我的构想
还是他原本的真实
在分别的时间里他是否改变了
或许我一直在望着他的背影
而当这个背影转过身来
却又这样陌生…
每当遇到他想到他
我就变的不像我自己
这样无法自主的情绪不是我所需要的
它阻碍了我的镇定和冷静
所以我需要一个决定…
关于呐人我只能等待
我的爱人
我
手背轻轻搭在眼睛上
遮住了视线和阳光
心里某个地方狠狠的疼起来
仿若无法呼吸
曾经那么用力爱过的人…
回忆如春草、复苏在彼岸
从细微末节处传来的是什么
让人心颤…
过往如锋利的玻璃
尖锐的折射着记忆里的曾经
物是人非…
那么用力伤了她心的人
为什么还留在心里不去
惶然惊醒眼角有泪
原来___________
历经沧桑的不只是感情
还有心…
忽而开始不知所措________
当一切都回不去了
我还在原地
写着你不曾看见的曾经
呵___________
那些欲言又止的爱情…
被撕扯的好疼！
爱过痛过哭过才知道
不是我的我就不该要
她在你的情话中妖娆
而我只能在回忆里奔跑
以前的我不可一世
以前的我毫无畏惧
以前的我死在不成熟梦幻般的爱恋里
现在不敢爱、因为曾深爱
现在很淡然，因为要看开
现在的我不吵不闹、不悲不喜也不计较
看着镜中的脸庞陌生了嘴角
这是我吗 这不是我 我不是这样
最后我坦然接受
接受这样的动荡不安
原来那些感动，只是情绪的波动
我终被遗忘在遗忘的角落
我无心、回忆蚀心
辗转反侧决定封心
我失心、情愫葬心
失魂落魄终究着了魔
我弃心、往事绕心
千言无语诉不尽沉迷
我封心、爱恋死心
曾几何时
我也任性的像个孩子
曾几何时
我不再允许自己任性