心如花园：英汉对照pdf/doc/txt格式电子书下载

书名：心如花园：英汉对照pdf/doc/txt格式电子书下载

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作者：双语悦读编辑组编

出版社：外语教学与研究出版社

出版时间：2013-06-01

书籍编号：30186418

ISBN：9787513532181

正文语种：中英对照

字数：16655

版次：1

所属分类：外语学习-英语读物

心如花园双语悦读

心如花园

英汉对照

双语悦读编辑组 编

外语教学与研究出版社

The Wholeness of Life
完美人生

The Splashes of Life
生命的水花

My grandfather took me to the fish pond on the farm when I was about seven，and he told me to throw a stone into the water．He told me to watch the circles created by the stone．Then he asked me to think of myself as that stone.

“You may create lots of splashes in your life，but the waves that come from those splashes will disturb the peace of all your fellow creatures，“he said.

“Remember that you are responsible for what you put in your circle and that circle will also touch many other circles.

“You will need to live in a way that allows the good that comes from your circle to send the peace of that goodness to others．The splash that comes from anger or jealousy will send those feelings to other circles．You are responsible for both.”

That was the first time I realized that each person created the inner peace or discord that flowed out into the world．We cannot create world peace if we are riddled with inner conflict，hatred，doubt or anger.

We radiate the feelings and thoughts that we hold inside，whether we speak them or not．Whatever is splashing around inside of us is spilling out into the world，creating beauty or discord with all other circles of life.

splash n． 飞溅的水花

discord n． 不和，纷争

radiate v． 传播

spill v． 溢出

在我大约7岁那年，祖父带我到农场的鱼塘边玩儿。他让我往水中扔一颗石子，并叫我仔细观察石子激起的波纹。之后，他让我把自己想象成那颗石子。

“生活中，你可能会溅起很多水花，而由此产生的波纹会打破周围的平静。”他说。

“记住，你要对自己激起的波纹负责，因为它们会触碰到他人的波纹。”

“你应该努力通过自己的波纹将平和传递给别人，而那些带着愤怒和嫉妒的水花则会向他人传递消极的情绪，因此，你对它们都要负责。”

这是我第一次意识到，每个人内心的平和或不安都会传递给整个世界。如果我们的心中充斥着矛盾、仇恨、怀疑或愤怒，就不可能创造一个和平的世界。

无论是否表达出来，我们的情感和思绪无时无刻不在向外界释放着。无论我们内心激起的水花是哪一种，都会溅向这个世界，与他人的生命波纹共振，构成或美好或躁动的生活。

Music to My Ears
心灵之乐

I am a former elementary school music teacher from Seattle，Washington．I\'ve always supplemented my income by teaching piano lessons—something I\'ve done for over 30 years．Over the years I have found that children have many levels of musical ability．I\'ve never had the pleasure of having a protégé though I have taught some talented students.

However I\'ve also had my share of what I call“Musically challenged”pupils．One such student was Robert．Robert was 11 years old when his mother (a single mom) dropped him off for his first piano lesson．I prefer that students (especially boys！) begin at an earlier age，which I explained to Robert．But Robert said that it had always been his mother\'s dream to hear him play the piano．So I took him as a student.

Well，Robert began with his piano lessons and from the beginning I thought it was a hopeless endeavor．Much as Robert tried，he lacked the sense of tone and basic rhythm needed to excel．But he dutifully reviewed his scales and some elementary pieces that I required all my students to learn.

Over the months he tried and tried while I listened and cringed and tried to encourage him．At the end of each weekly lesson he\'d always say，“My mom\'s going to hear me play some day.”But it seemed hopeless.

He just did not have any inborn ability．I only knew his mother from a distance as she dropped Robert off or waited in her aged car to pick him up．She always waved and smiled but never stepped in．Then one day Robert stopped coming to our lessons.

I thought about calling him but assumed，because of his lack of ability，that he had decided to pursue something else．I also was glad that he stopped coming．He was a bad advertisement for my teaching！

Several weeks later I mailed to the students homes a flyer on the upcoming recital．To my surprise Robert (who received a flyer) asked me if he could be in the recital．I told him that the recital was for current pupils and because he had dropped out he really did not qualify．He said that his mom had been sick and unable to take him to piano lessons but he was still practicing.

“Miss Smith..．I\'ve just got to play！”he insisted．I don\'t know what led me to allow him to play in the recital．Maybe it was his persistence or maybe it was something inside of me saying that it would be alright.

The night for the recital came．The high school gymnasium was packed with parents，friends and relatives．I put Robert up last in the program before I was to come up and thank all the students and play a finishing piece．I thought that any damage he would do would come at the end of the program and I could always salvage his poor performance through my“curtain closer”.

Well the recital went off without a hitch．The students had been practicing and it showed．Then Robert came up on stage．His clothes were wrinkled and his hair looked like he\'d run an egg-beater through it，“Why didn\'t he dress up like the other students？”I thought．”Why didn\'t his mother at least make him comb his hair for this special night？”

Robert pulled out the piano bench and he began．I was surprised when he announced that he had chosen Mozart\'s Concerto #21 in C Major．I was not prepared for what I heard next．His fingers were light on the keys，they even danced nimbly on the ivories.

He went from pianissimo to fortissimo，from allegro to virtuoso．His suspended chords that Mozart demands w

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