2017年经典英语散文阅读大全：沉默
Indeed,for a living being there is no such thing as true silence,for silence itself is a revelation of the mind and the heart,an echo of the soul of a different form.
Some people use silence as a disguise of the emptiness of the head.
Some use it as a means to depict their disorientation and melancholy.
And some use it as a way of expressing their angers and sorrows.
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Silence usually is ephemeral.It reminds one of the bronze bells dangling from a pagoda''s eaves;on windless days they are a decoration upon the age-weathered beauty,but with wind they give out wonderful tinkling and jingling metallurgic sounds,as if echoing age-old stories of long,long ago...
Do you not think the same of silent people?
they say that"silence is golden",but of what nature is this"gold"?It can include integrity,honesty and kindness;it can stand for indifference to and detachment from fame and fortune;but it can also act as an excuse for hypocrisy,slyness and cowardice...the glittering of gold may not necessarily be the most brilliant lustre in the world.
Can it be that permanent silence is only represented by death?
Perhaps even death cannot represent true silence,for the carrier of the soul can turn into dust,so that the sincere and wise voices from the
bottom of the heart will trigger long-lasting echoes in the seas of human hearts...
其实，对活着的生命而言，真正的沉默是不存在的。

沉默本身也是一种思想和心境的流露，是灵魂的另一种形式的回声。

有的人以沉默掩饰思想的空虚。

有的人以沉默叙述迷茫和惆怅。

有的人以沉默表达内心的愤怒和忧伤。

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沉默常常是暂时的。

就像古塔檐角下的铜铃，无风时，它们只是一种古色古香的装饰，一起风，它们便会发出奇妙的金属音响，似乎是许多古老故事的悠远的回声……
沉默的人们不也一样?
“沉默是金”，是怎样的一种“金”呢?这个“金”字中，可以包含正直、善良，可以代表淡泊、超脱，也可以是虚伪、圆滑、怯懦的一种托辞……金子的光泽，未必是世界上最动人的光泽。

是不是只有死亡才是永远的沉默?
也许，死亡也未必是真正的沉默，灵魂的载体可以化为尘土，那些真诚睿智的心声，却会长久地在人心的海洋中引起悠长的回声……
Relish the Moment品味现在
Tucked away in our subconsciousness is an idyllic vision.We see ourselves on a long trip that spans the moment.We are traveling by train. Out the windows,we drink in the passing scene of cars on nearby
highways,of children waving at a crossing,of cattle grazing on a distant hillside,of smoke pouring from a power plant,of row upon row of corn ad wheat,of flatlands and valleys,of mountains and rolling hillsides,of city skylines and village halls.
But uppermost in our minds is the final destination.On a certain day at a certain hour,we will pull into the station.Bands will be playing and flags waving.Once we get there,so many wonderful dreams will come true and the pieces of our lives will fit together like a completed jigsaw puzzle.How restlessly we pace the aisles,damning the minutes for loitering---waiting,waiting,waiting for the station.
“When we reach the station,that will be it!”we cry.“When I’m18.”“When I buy a new450SL Mercedes Benz!”“When I put the last kid through college.”“When I have paid off the mortgage!”“When I get a promotion.”“When I reach the age of retirement,I shall live happily ever after!”
Sooner or later,we must realize there is no station,no one place to arrive at once and for all.The true joy of life is the trip.The station is only a dream.It constantly outdistances us.
It isn’t the burdens of today that drive men mad.It is the regrets over yesterday and the fear of tomorrow.Regret and fear are twin thieves who rob us of today.
So stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles.Instead,climb
more mountains,eat more ice cream,go barefoot more often,swim more rivers,watch more sunsets,laugh more,cry less.Life must be lived as we go along.The station will come soon enough.
译文：
品味现在
我们的潜意识里藏着一派田园诗般的风光!我们仿佛身处横贯大陆的漫漫旅程之中!乘着火车,我们领略着窗外流动的景色：附近高速公路上奔驰的汽车、十字路口处招手的孩童、远山上吃草的牛群、源源不断地从电厂排放出的烟尘、一片片的玉米和小麦、平原与山谷、群山与绵延的。