英語(yǔ)經(jīng)典美文誦讀100篇：065.human life like a poem

[00:03.38]065.Human Life Like a Poem [00:08.20]I think that, from a biological standpoint, human life almost reads like a poem. [00:14.94]It has its own rhythm and beat, its internal cycles of growth and decay. [00:21.91]It begins with innocent childhood, followed by awkward adolescence trying awkwardly to adapt itself to mature society, [00:32.57]with its young passions and follies, its ideals and ambitions; [00:37.72]then it reaches a manhood of intense activities, profiting from experience [00:44.02]and learning more about society and human nature; at middle age, there is a slight easing of tension, [00:52.62]a mellowing of character like the ripening of fruit or the mellowing of good wine, [00:58.88]and the gradual acquiring of a more tolerant, more cynical and at the same time a kindlier view of life; [01:08.30]then in the sunset of our life, the endocrine glands decrease their activity, [01:15.31]and if we have a true philosophy of old age and have ordered our life pattern according to it, [01:23.22]it is for us the age of peace and security and leisure and contentment; [01:32.95]finally, life flickers out and one goes into eternal sleep, never to wake up again. [01:42.62]One should be able to sense the beauty of this rhythm of life, to appreciate, as we do in grand symphonies, [01:51.58]its main theme, its strains of conflict and the final resolution. [01:59.07]The movements of these cycles are very much the same in a normal life, [02:04.92]but the music must be provided by the individual himself. [02:11.00]In some souls, the discordant note becomes harsher and harsher and finally overwhelms or submerges the main melody. [02:20.62]Sometimes the discordant note gains so much power that the music can no longer go on, [02:28.13]and the individual shoots himself with a pistol or jumps into a river. [02:33.99]But that is because his original leitmotif has been hopelessly over shadowed through the lack of a good self education. [02:43.79]Otherwise the normal human life runs to its normal end in a kind of dignified movement and procession. [02:52.93]No one can say that a life with childhood, manhood and old age is not a beautiful arrangement; [03:01.24]the day has its morning, noon and sunset, and the year has its seasons, and it is good that it is so. [03:10.72]There is no good or bad in life, except what is good according to its own season. [03:18.71]And if we take this biological view of life and try to live according to the seasons, [03:25.48]no one but a conceited fool or an impossible idealist can deny that human life can be lived like a poem.

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