吴今生前最后一篇文字 TO BE OR NOT TO BE【感动+震撼】# WaterWorld - 未名水世界
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相信我不是唯一一个读了之后热泪盈眶的人。
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以下全文转载自 http://blog.sina.com.cn/s/blog_67221c1f0101m71o.html
中文翻译参考 http://blog.sina.com.cn/s/blog_a248f5f30101d0f1.html
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1987年9月，吴今（朱令的姐姐）进入北大生物系学习。1989年4月2日，吴今与同学周
末去野山坡春游失踪，三天后在一个悬崖下找到了尸体。这篇英文是吴今在出事前写的
。【吴今，我的好姐姐，你是不是想告诉我，你已经感觉到危险即将发生。你是不是想
告诉我，你走了之后，我应该到什么地方去寻找答案？】
吴今，你的文字犹如一首音乐，在我的脑海里回响，我终于听清楚了，你在告诉我，答
案就在 Shakespere 的 Hamlet 中。
吴今的这篇文章是必须用英文来读的，因为这篇文章中散发出来的能量在于它的 Music
Tone （音乐音）。当朱令长大了，21岁同样具有音乐天才的朱令读到这篇文章之后，
朱令也读懂了。。。 Hamlet， Hamlet， Hamlet
To be or Not to be
--------The meaning of life, the meaning of death
Every one who knows Shakespere must know his most well-known tragedy: Hamlet
and that famous line: To be or not to be, that's a question. As for Hamlet,
to be or not to be is quite a dilemma: he was doomed to be a tragedy,
whether to live or to die. Perhaps everyone will confront the similar choice
to Hamlet in his life sooner or later. To survive or to die, to fight or to
surrender, to win or to lose. He must make the decision himself.
Fortunately, I haven't come to that crucialpoint yet. Up till now, my life
is like a smooth sailing. Sometimes I ask myself: do I find the real meaning
of life and death? Though I am going to be a biologist, I have no definite
answer to that. But still I believe that I did find something in life. When
I ramble along in the peaceful field, hearing the twittering of birds,
drifting in the fragrance of wild flowers, I will always praise the beauty
of life and feel really happy that I'm still alive.
When I learned the mysterious nature and the evolution of life, I was filled
with admiration by the greatness of nature. Life is a bestowing of nature,
we have no right to smother, it's a part of universe. I remember one day,
when I felt so frustrated by those misfortunes in life, it seemed that I had
done everything wrong and there was no remedy at all.
I left home, wandering along the street, feeling sad and hopeless. It was
then when I caught sight of the sunset. The sun was like a huge burning ball
, flaring and shinning, it was so glorious and so brilliant. Soon the whole
sky was flaming, the sun gathered its last energy burning thoroughly, like
the solemn end of a tragedy. It sunk slowly under the horizon, soon darkness
fell around me. I stood there unawaring of where I was. Tears ran down my
face. A voice cried out in my heart: "I will wait, till the sun rises again,
till the first sunshine on my shoulder." Perhaps that's the meaning of life.
Everyone has his own sun and his own dream, and everyone has own brilliant
moment when his sun shines gloriously. We'll struggle and suffer in order to
reach that brilliant moment. Nothing can stop us, no matter how hard, no
matter how many times we fail. That dream, deeply rooted in our heart, is
worthy of devoting our whole life to. All of us want to see the sun shines
again and want to catch that
glorious moment to appreciate the real beauty of life.
Life is like a long river, it will end someday and somehow. No one can
escape from that eternal end, when that day comes, we'll say goodby to this
colored world. A man's life is a man's song. Whether it's sad or happy,
fierce or quiet, it's his own song. A song written in his own way with his
soul, with his life. A man lived, did what he should do, found what he want,
fulfilled his dream. He then died calmly. Because he knew that there was
nothing to regret. He had seen evil and good, ugly and beautiful. Now it was
all over, it was time for his play to close and gave the stage to newcomer.
His song was going to end, but it would never diminish, it would become a
tiny part of the chorus of the universe, and that will sing forever.
Another man lived, struggled, but never reached his dream, for him, life was
a perpetual nightmare, then he saw the twilight, they glimmered far in the
distance, though he had no time and he would never got there, his heart was
quiet, for he knew he had tried his best. His song might only be a faint cry
but he knew it was just the prelude to the grand movement of that chorus.
He died happily, hearing the song were sung continue.
The world is beautiful, because of warm sunshine and also because of its
rain and storm. Only a man who has been drenched with tears can understand
the real meaning of happy. Once a famous writer said in one of his novel:
there is no real happy in life, but just one situation compared with another
. The whole meaning of life lies in two words "hope and wait".
To be or not to be, it's all depends on a man's own attitude to life, on
whether he appreciates the morning sunshine, whether he want to explore the
beauty of nature. If the thunderstorms come, it all depends on whether he
still firmly believes that the sun will rise again. Yes, the sun is going to
shine, and it will shine even more brilliant.
Do not cry, just wait and hope and fight. Life and death and the sunshine
make the world. As they go round generation by generation, day by day, the
world go round. Let's sing out our own song lauding life, lauding world.
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以下全文转载自 http://blog.sina.com.cn/s/blog_67221c1f0101m71o.html
中文翻译参考 http://blog.sina.com.cn/s/blog_a248f5f30101d0f1.html
===================================================
1987年9月，吴今（朱令的姐姐）进入北大生物系学习。1989年4月2日，吴今与同学周
末去野山坡春游失踪，三天后在一个悬崖下找到了尸体。这篇英文是吴今在出事前写的
。【吴今，我的好姐姐，你是不是想告诉我，你已经感觉到危险即将发生。你是不是想
告诉我，你走了之后，我应该到什么地方去寻找答案？】
吴今，你的文字犹如一首音乐，在我的脑海里回响，我终于听清楚了，你在告诉我，答
案就在 Shakespere 的 Hamlet 中。
吴今的这篇文章是必须用英文来读的，因为这篇文章中散发出来的能量在于它的 Music
Tone （音乐音）。当朱令长大了，21岁同样具有音乐天才的朱令读到这篇文章之后，
朱令也读懂了。。。 Hamlet， Hamlet， Hamlet
To be or Not to be
--------The meaning of life, the meaning of death
Every one who knows Shakespere must know his most well-known tragedy: Hamlet
and that famous line: To be or not to be, that's a question. As for Hamlet,
to be or not to be is quite a dilemma: he was doomed to be a tragedy,
whether to live or to die. Perhaps everyone will confront the similar choice
to Hamlet in his life sooner or later. To survive or to die, to fight or to
surrender, to win or to lose. He must make the decision himself.
Fortunately, I haven't come to that crucialpoint yet. Up till now, my life
is like a smooth sailing. Sometimes I ask myself: do I find the real meaning
of life and death? Though I am going to be a biologist, I have no definite
answer to that. But still I believe that I did find something in life. When
I ramble along in the peaceful field, hearing the twittering of birds,
drifting in the fragrance of wild flowers, I will always praise the beauty
of life and feel really happy that I'm still alive.
When I learned the mysterious nature and the evolution of life, I was filled
with admiration by the greatness of nature. Life is a bestowing of nature,
we have no right to smother, it's a part of universe. I remember one day,
when I felt so frustrated by those misfortunes in life, it seemed that I had
done everything wrong and there was no remedy at all.
I left home, wandering along the street, feeling sad and hopeless. It was
then when I caught sight of the sunset. The sun was like a huge burning ball
, flaring and shinning, it was so glorious and so brilliant. Soon the whole
sky was flaming, the sun gathered its last energy burning thoroughly, like
the solemn end of a tragedy. It sunk slowly under the horizon, soon darkness
fell around me. I stood there unawaring of where I was. Tears ran down my
face. A voice cried out in my heart: "I will wait, till the sun rises again,
till the first sunshine on my shoulder." Perhaps that's the meaning of life.
Everyone has his own sun and his own dream, and everyone has own brilliant
moment when his sun shines gloriously. We'll struggle and suffer in order to
reach that brilliant moment. Nothing can stop us, no matter how hard, no
matter how many times we fail. That dream, deeply rooted in our heart, is
worthy of devoting our whole life to. All of us want to see the sun shines
again and want to catch that
glorious moment to appreciate the real beauty of life.
Life is like a long river, it will end someday and somehow. No one can
escape from that eternal end, when that day comes, we'll say goodby to this
colored world. A man's life is a man's song. Whether it's sad or happy,
fierce or quiet, it's his own song. A song written in his own way with his
soul, with his life. A man lived, did what he should do, found what he want,
fulfilled his dream. He then died calmly. Because he knew that there was
nothing to regret. He had seen evil and good, ugly and beautiful. Now it was
all over, it was time for his play to close and gave the stage to newcomer.
His song was going to end, but it would never diminish, it would become a
tiny part of the chorus of the universe, and that will sing forever.
Another man lived, struggled, but never reached his dream, for him, life was
a perpetual nightmare, then he saw the twilight, they glimmered far in the
distance, though he had no time and he would never got there, his heart was
quiet, for he knew he had tried his best. His song might only be a faint cry
but he knew it was just the prelude to the grand movement of that chorus.
He died happily, hearing the song were sung continue.
The world is beautiful, because of warm sunshine and also because of its
rain and storm. Only a man who has been drenched with tears can understand
the real meaning of happy. Once a famous writer said in one of his novel:
there is no real happy in life, but just one situation compared with another
. The whole meaning of life lies in two words "hope and wait".
To be or not to be, it's all depends on a man's own attitude to life, on
whether he appreciates the morning sunshine, whether he want to explore the
beauty of nature. If the thunderstorms come, it all depends on whether he
still firmly believes that the sun will rise again. Yes, the sun is going to
shine, and it will shine even more brilliant.
Do not cry, just wait and hope and fight. Life and death and the sunshine
make the world. As they go round generation by generation, day by day, the
world go round. Let's sing out our own song lauding life, lauding world.