HanleyMott, Gaby
双语阅读:Lifeislikeapoem人生如诗 I think that, from a biological standpoint, human life almost reads like a poem. It has its own rhythm and beat, its internal cycles of growth and decay. It begins with innocent childhood, followed by awkward adolescence trying awkwardly to adapt itself to ...
<br/>人生如诗,自有其韵律和节奏(Lifeisapoem,ithasitsrhythm<br/>andrhythm)<br/>Lifeislikeapoem,lifehasitsownrhythmandbeat,itsown<br/>creationanddecay.Nomancandenythatlif..
In some souls, the discordant note becomes harsher and harsher and finally overwhelms or submerges the main melody. Sometimes the discordant note gains so much power that the music can no longer go on, and the individual sh...
Human Life Like a Poem I think that, from abiologicalstandpoint, human life almostreads like a poem. 我以为,从生物学角度看,人的一生恰如诗歌。 It has its ownrhythm and beat, its internal cycles ofgrowth and decay. 人生自有其韵律和节奏,自有内在的生长与衰亡。
and the individual shoots himself with a pistol or jump into a river. But that is because his original leitmotif has been hopelessly over-showed through the lack of a good self-education. Otherwise the normal human life runs to its normal end in kind of dignified movement and procession. ...
There is no good or bad in life, except what is good according to its own season. And if we take this biological view of life and try to live according to the seasons, no one but a conceited fool or an impossible idealist can deny that human life can be lived like a poem. ...
Life is like a poem, and each stage has its unique rhythm. In youth, it is like the first glimpse of morning light, filled with innocent dreams and aspirations, eager to explore the unknown univer...
and the individual shoots himself with a pistol or jump into a river. But that is because his original leitmotif has been hopelessly over-showed through the lack of a good self-education. Otherwise the normal human life runs to its normal end in kind of dignified movement and procession. ...
Life is the flower blooms, and it was beautiful, stretch, colorful and funding; life is beautiful poem, fresh fluid and long; life is beautiful music, and harmonious music, melodious; life is flowing to the river, and eternally running, rolls. ...