摘要
当夕阳西下,若你坐下回忆这一天所做之事,展开思绪,回想发现一个无私的举动,一句话会让听者,感到欣慰。或者一善意的眼神,所到之处,让人如沐阳光——那么这一天,富有意义。倘若你一整天,如实说,未尝给人鼓励——倘若你一整天,没有一事,能忆起曾令人脸上绽放微笑——没有一事,哪怕举手之劳哪怕不值一提,曾给人帮助——那么这一天,可谓虚度。
If you sit down at set of sun And count the acts that you have done,And,counting,find One self-denying deed,one word That eased the heart of him who heard,One glance most kind That fell like sunshine where it went—Then you may count that day well spent.But if,through all the livelong day,You’ve cheered no heart,by yea or nay—If,through it all You’ve nothing done that you can trace That brought the sunshine to one face—No act most small That helped some soul and nothing cost—Then count that day as worse than lost.
