最合于享受人生的理想人物，就是一个热诚的、悠闲的、无恐惧的人。孟子列述“大人”的三种“成熟的美德”是“仁、智、勇”。我以为把“仁”字改为情字当更为确当，而以“情、智、勇”为大人物的特质。在英语中幸亏尚有Passion这个字，其用法和华语中的“情”字差不多。这两个字起首都含有“情欲”的那种狭义，但现在都有了更广大的意义。张潮说：“多情者必好色，而好色者未必尽属多情。”又说：“情之一字，所以维持...
Gettysburg Address（葛底斯堡演说） 立即阅读
Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth ,on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
夜莺与玫瑰（The Nightingale and the Rose） 立即阅读
“她说我若为她采得红玫瑰，便与我跳舞。”青年学生哭着说，“但我花园里何曾有一朵红玫瑰？”夜莺在橡树上巢中听见，从叶丛里望外看，心中诧异。青年哭道，“我园中并没有红玫瑰！”他秀眼里满含着泪珠。“呀！幸福倒靠着这些区区小东西！古圣贤书我已读完，哲学的玄秘我已彻悟，然而因为求一朵红玫瑰不得，我的生活便这样难堪。”
我家的后面有一个很大的园，相传叫作百草园。现在是早已并屋子一起卖给朱文公的子孙了，连那最末次的相见也已经隔了七八年，其中似乎确凿只有一些野草；但那时却是我的乐园。不必说碧绿的菜畦，光滑的石井栏，高大的皂荚树，紫红的桑椹；也不必说鸣蝉在树叶里长吟，肥胖的黄蜂伏在菜花上，轻捷的叫天子（云雀）忽然从草间直窜向云霄里去了。单是周围的短短的泥墙根一带，就有无限趣味。油蛉在这里低唱，蟋蟀们在这里弹琴。
Give Me Liberty or Give Me Death（不自由，毋宁死） 立即阅读
Mr. President: No man thinks more highly than I do of the patriotism, as well as abilities, of the very worthy gentlemen who have just addressed the House. But different men often see the same subject in different lights; and, therefore, I hope it will not be thought disrespectful to those gentlemen if, entertaining as I do opinions of a character very opposite to theirs, I shall speak forth my sentiments freely and without reserve. This is no time for ceremony. The question before the House is one of awful moment to this country. For my own part, I consider it as nothing less than a question of freedom or slavery; and in proportion to the magnitude of the subject ought to be the freedom of the debate. It is only in this way that we can hope to arrive at truth, and fulfill the great responsibility which we hold to God and our country. Should I keep back my opinions at such a time, through fear of giving offense, I should consider myself as guilty of treason towards my country, and of an act of disloyalty toward the Majesty of Heaven, which I revere above all earthly kings.
半点钟前我从另外一个地方归来，在离家不多远处，经过一个老式牌楼，见月光清莹，十分感动，因此在牌楼下站了那么一忽儿。那里大白天是个热闹菜市，夜中显得空阔而静寂。空阔似乎扩张了我的感情，寂静却把压缩在一堆时间中那个无形无质的“感情”变成为一种有分量的东西。忽闻嗅到梅花清香，引我向“空虚”凝眸。慢慢的走向那个“空虚”，于是我便进到了一个小小的庭院，一间素朴的房子中，傍近一个火炉旁。在那个素朴小小房子中，正散溢梅花芳馥。
Lincoln's First Inaugural Address（林肯的第一次就职演说） 立即阅读
Fellow citizens of the United States: in compliance with a custom as old as the government itself, I appear before you to address you briefly and to take, in your presence, the oath prescribed by the Constitution of the United States, to be taken by the President "before he enters on the execution of his office."I do not consider it necessary, at present, for me to discuss those matters of administration about which there is no special anxiety, or excitement. Apprehension seems to exist among the people of the Southern States that by the accession of a Republican administration their property and their peace and personal security are to be endangered. There has never been any reasonable cause for such apprehension. Indeed, the most ample evidence to the contrary has all the while existed and been open to their inspection.
现代著名学者、文学家胡适的作品。《我的母亲》是一篇自传体散文，作者通过具体的事例，回忆了母亲对自己的教育、关心以及与家人和睦相处的过程，展示了母亲对自己的爱和母亲善良、宽容、有刚气的性格特征，表达了作者对母亲的感激和怀念之情。该文没有花哨的文字，没有华丽的比喻，语言简洁流畅，举重若轻，显示了白话文的美感与魅力。胡适的母亲对胡适的教育严而有宽，宽容不纵容。这种方法既保护了孩子的自尊心，又让胡适有了是非意识，学会担当。有了过失就必须自己承担后果。胡适的母亲没有直接灌输给胡适多少知识，但她重德垂范，用较为科学的方法始终勉励儿子一心向学，鞭策儿子学有所成。
癞六伯，是离石门湾五六里的六塔村里的一个农民。这六塔村很小，一共不过十几份人家，癞六伯是其中之一。我童年时候，看见他约有五十多岁，身材瘦小，头上有许多癞疮疤。因此人都叫他癞六伯。此人姓甚名谁，一向不传，也没有人去请教他。只知道他家中只有他一人，并无家属。既然称为“六伯”，他上面一定还有五个兄或姐，但也一向不传。总之，癞六伯是孑然一身。 癞六伯孑然一身，自耕自食，自得其乐。他每日...
The Nightingale and the Rose（夜莺与玫瑰） 立即阅读
"She said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses," cried the young Student, "but in all my garden there is no red rose." From her nest in the oak tree the Nightingale heard him, and she looked out through the leaves and wondered. "No red rose in all my garden!" he cried, and his beautiful eyes filled with tears. "Ah, on what little things does happiness depend! I have read all that the wise men have written, and all the secrets of philosophy are mine, yet for want of a red rose is my life made wretched."