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We Are on a journey
我们在旅途中
Henry Dyke/亨利·戴克
Where you may be，while you turn these pages，I cannot guess，perhaps you are sitting in your own quiet room after a hard day’s work；perhaps you are reading aloud in some circle of friends around the open fire；perhaps you are in the quiet woods，or out in the pleasant orchard under your favorite tree；perhaps you are actually on the deck of a ship travelling across the waters.
我不知道正在阅读这篇文章的你身处何方，也许你已经结束了一天的奔忙，正坐在安静的小屋里；也许你正和朋友们围坐在篝火旁，大声地朗读这篇文章；也许你正身处静谧的森林中；也许你正坐在你最喜欢的树下；也许你正躺在小船的甲板上……But wherever you are，and whoever you may be，there is one thing in which you and I are just alike at this moment，and in all the moments of our existence：we are not at rest；we are on a journey.Our life is a movement，a tendency ，a steady，ceaseless progress towards an unseen goal.We are gaining something，or losing something，everyday.Even when our position and our character seem to remain pre-cisely the same，they are changing.For the mere advance of time is a change.It is not the same thing to have a bare field in January and in July.The season makes the difference.The limitations that are childlike in the child are childish in the man.
不论你身在何方，不论你是什么人，不论是在此时此刻，还是在生命中的任何一个瞬间，有一件事对你我是完全相同的：我们并不是在休息，而是在旅途之中。我们的生活是一种运动，一种趋势，在向一个看不见的目标持久地稳步前进。每一天，我们在得到某些东西的同时，也会失去一些东西。甚至当我们所处的位置和我们的性格看起来跟以前并无差别时，这一切还是在不断地变化着。因为，时间的前进就是一种变化。对于一片荒地来说，一月和七月是有所不同的，季节会产生某些差异。能力的局限性对于孩子而言，是一种天真的品性；对成人而言，就是一种幼稚的表现。
Everything that we do is a step in one direction or another.Even the failure to do something is in itself a deed.It sets us forward or backward.The action of the negative pole of a magnetic needle is just as real as the action of the positive pole.To decline is to accept—the other alternative.
After you nearer to your port today than you were yesterday？Yes，—you must be a little nearer to some port or other；for since your ship was first launched upon the sea of life，you have never been still for a single moment；the sea is too deep，you could not find an anchorage if you wouht；there can be no pause untill you come into port.
But what is it，then，the haven towards which you are making？What is the goal that you desire and hope to reach？What is the end of life towards which you are drifting or st... -->>
We Are on a journey
我们在旅途中
Henry Dyke/亨利·戴克
Where you may be，while you turn these pages，I cannot guess，perhaps you are sitting in your own quiet room after a hard day’s work；perhaps you are reading aloud in some circle of friends around the open fire；perhaps you are in the quiet woods，or out in the pleasant orchard under your favorite tree；perhaps you are actually on the deck of a ship travelling across the waters.
我不知道正在阅读这篇文章的你身处何方，也许你已经结束了一天的奔忙，正坐在安静的小屋里；也许你正和朋友们围坐在篝火旁，大声地朗读这篇文章；也许你正身处静谧的森林中；也许你正坐在你最喜欢的树下；也许你正躺在小船的甲板上……But wherever you are，and whoever you may be，there is one thing in which you and I are just alike at this moment，and in all the moments of our existence：we are not at rest；we are on a journey.Our life is a movement，a tendency ，a steady，ceaseless progress towards an unseen goal.We are gaining something，or losing something，everyday.Even when our position and our character seem to remain pre-cisely the same，they are changing.For the mere advance of time is a change.It is not the same thing to have a bare field in January and in July.The season makes the difference.The limitations that are childlike in the child are childish in the man.
不论你身在何方，不论你是什么人，不论是在此时此刻，还是在生命中的任何一个瞬间，有一件事对你我是完全相同的：我们并不是在休息，而是在旅途之中。我们的生活是一种运动，一种趋势，在向一个看不见的目标持久地稳步前进。每一天，我们在得到某些东西的同时，也会失去一些东西。甚至当我们所处的位置和我们的性格看起来跟以前并无差别时，这一切还是在不断地变化着。因为，时间的前进就是一种变化。对于一片荒地来说，一月和七月是有所不同的，季节会产生某些差异。能力的局限性对于孩子而言，是一种天真的品性；对成人而言，就是一种幼稚的表现。
Everything that we do is a step in one direction or another.Even the failure to do something is in itself a deed.It sets us forward or backward.The action of the negative pole of a magnetic needle is just as real as the action of the positive pole.To decline is to accept—the other alternative.
After you nearer to your port today than you were yesterday？Yes，—you must be a little nearer to some port or other；for since your ship was first launched upon the sea of life，you have never been still for a single moment；the sea is too deep，you could not find an anchorage if you wouht；there can be no pause untill you come into port.
But what is it，then，the haven towards which you are making？What is the goal that you desire and hope to reach？What is the end of life towards which you are drifting or st... -->>
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