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古代欲望在世界上肯定是德國(guó)，想先統(tǒng)治那個(gè)國(guó)家，想統(tǒng)治那個(gè)國(guó)家的人，想先和那個(gè)家在一起；要想擁有家人，請(qǐng)先修理身體。想要改正身體的人，首先要改正心態(tài)。想要糾正那個(gè)心的人，首先要真誠(chéng)地做那個(gè)意思。想真誠(chéng)地表達(dá)其意思的人，首先要知道那個(gè)事實(shí)，然后把那個(gè)事實(shí)告訴格物。(諺)物格隨后知，知，知，義，心正，心正，心正隨后修身，修身，修家，合家，治國(guó)，治國(guó)，隨后平天下。

-《禮記大學(xué)》

第三篇

paint this vase before you leave today，' my teacher directed as she placed foreign brushes and paints in my hands . I looked at her blankly Why wasthe sudden expectations made no sense。

今天你離開之前把這個(gè)花瓶畫好。“老師說(shuō)著，把神奇的畫筆和顏料放到了我手里。我面無(wú)表情地看著她。彩色圖表和技術(shù)書籍在哪里？為什么她的微笑如此堅(jiān)定和鼓舞？突然的期待是不對(duì)的啊。

She smiled。don't worry，just paint . '

她笑了?！安灰?，畫畫就行了?！?

In a daze，I assembled my supplies the way the older students did . I was scared . I knew everything but nothing . and even in those first bliss ful mome

茫然之中，我以模仿前輩的方式組裝了我的用品。我害怕。我什么都不知道。即使在實(shí)驗(yàn)的第一個(gè)幸福時(shí)刻，我也知道我畫的是錯(cuò)的。光的閃爍，扭曲的反射，一千個(gè)細(xì)節(jié)嘲笑我，拒絕融入玻璃。這個(gè)花瓶拼命說(shuō)好話也沒有生氣。

As the draining hours of workwore on，I began wearing reckless holes in my mixing plate . it was my fourth hour here . why had I not received ed

隨著工作時(shí)間的推移，我開始在調(diào)色板上無(wú)聊地打孔。這是我在這里的第四次，為什么我一個(gè)教都沒有得到？

At the peak of my frustration，she finally reentered the studio，yawning with excruciating casualness . I felt my self snap .

我最郁悶的時(shí)候，她終于又進(jìn)了工作室，正在忍受不了的任意和打哈欠，我有一種我快要崩潰的感覺。(大衛(wèi)亞設(shè))。

I barely know how to hold a brush，' I muttered almost aggressively，' how could I possibly have the technique to paint this？'

“我?guī)缀醪恢?

道怎么去拿畫筆，”我?guī)缀跏沁瓦捅迫说毓緡佒?，“我怎么可能有畫這個(gè)的技巧呢？”

She looked at me with a shocked innocence that only heightened the feeling of abandonment. "What do you mean you don't have the technique?"

她用一種震驚的純真看著我，而這只會(huì)加劇我被遺棄的感覺?！笆裁唇心銢]有技巧？”

It was as though she failed to realize I was a complete beginner.

就好像她沒有意識(shí)到我完全是一個(gè)初學(xué)者一樣。

And then suddenly she broke into a pitch of urgent obviousness: "What are you doing! Don't you see those details?? There's orange from the wall and light brown from the floor. There's even dark green from that paint box over there. You have to look at the whole picture," she stole a glance at my face of bewilderment, and, sighing, grabbed my paint,stained hand. "Listen, it's not in here," she implored, shaking my captive limb. "It's here." The intensity with which she looked into my eyes was overwhelming.

然后突然間，她的語(yǔ)氣變得急切：“你在做什么！難道你沒看到那些細(xì)節(jié)嗎？墻上有橙色，地板上有淺棕色。而且那邊那個(gè)油墨盒里還有深綠色，你必須要看到整個(gè)畫面，”她偷偷看了我一臉困惑的臉，嘆了口氣，抓住了我沾滿顏料的手。“聽著，它不在這兒，”她懇求道，搖晃著我被俘虜?shù)闹w?！八谶@里?！彼粗已劬Φ膹?qiáng)度是壓倒性的。

I returned the gaze emptily. Never had I been so confused…

我空洞地收回視線。我從來(lái)沒有這么迷茫過(guò)……

But over the years I did begin to see. The shades of red and blue in gray concrete, the tints of Phthalo in summer skies, and winter’s Currelean. It was beautiful and illogical. Black was darker with green and red, and white was never white.

但多年來(lái)我確實(shí)開始看到過(guò)，灰色混凝土中的紅色和藍(lán)色陰影，夏季天空中的酞菁色調(diào)，以及冬季的淡藍(lán)，這是美麗而不合邏輯的，黑色在綠色和紅色中更深，而白色從來(lái)就不是白色。

I began to study animals. The proportions and fan brush techniques were certainly difficult, but they were the simple part. It was the strategic tints of light and bold color that created life. I would spend hours discovering the exact blue that would make a fish seem on the verge of tears and hours more shaping a deer’s ears to speak of serenity instead of danger.

我開始研究動(dòng)物。比例和扇子刷技巧固然困難，但它們只是簡(jiǎn)單的部分。是深思熟慮后一筆的淺色的光和大膽的色彩創(chuàng)造了生命。我會(huì)花幾個(gè)小時(shí)去尋找能讓魚看起來(lái)快要流淚的那種藍(lán)色，花更多的時(shí)間來(lái)塑造鹿的耳朵讓它看來(lái)寧?kù)o而不是危險(xiǎn)。

In return for probing into previously ignored details, my canvas and paints opened the world. I began to appreciate the pink kiss of ever-evolving sunsets and the even suppression of melancholy. When my father came home from a business trip, it was no longer a matter of simple happiness, but of fatigue and gladness' underlying shades. The personalities who had once seemed so annoyingly arrogant now turned soft with their complexities of doubt and inspiration. Each mundane scene is as deep and varied as the paint needed to capture it.

作為探索以前被忽視的細(xì)節(jié)的回報(bào)，我的畫布和顏料打開了世界。我開始欣賞不斷演變的日落粉紅色的吻和對(duì)無(wú)處不在憂郁的壓制。當(dāng)我父親出差回家時(shí)，這不再是簡(jiǎn)單的快樂，而是疲勞和歡喜的都有的色調(diào)。那些曾經(jīng)顯得如此傲慢自大的人物，現(xiàn)在因疑慮和渴望的復(fù)雜性而變得柔和。每個(gè)平凡的場(chǎng)景都與捕捉它所需的油彩一樣深沉和多變。

One day, I will learn to paint people. As I run faster into the heart of art and my love for politics and law, I will learn to see the faces behind each page of cold policy text, the amazing innovation sketched in the tattered Constitution, and the progressiveness living in oak-paneled courts.

總有一天，我將學(xué)會(huì)畫人。當(dāng)我更快地進(jìn)入藝術(shù)的核心和我對(duì)政治和法律的熱愛時(shí)，我將學(xué)會(huì)看到每一頁(yè)冰冷的政策文本背后的面孔，破碎的憲法中勾勒出的了不起的創(chuàng)新，以及生活在橡木鑲板法院中的進(jìn)步.

It won’t be too far. I know that in a few years I will see a thousand more colors than I do today. Yet the most beautiful part about art is that there is no end. No matter how deep I penetrate its shimmering realms, the enigmatic caverns of wonder will stay.

不會(huì)太遠(yuǎn)。我知道幾年后我會(huì)看到的顏色比今天多很多很多。然而，藝術(shù)最美麗的一部分就是它的永無(wú)止境。無(wú)論我如何深入它閃閃發(fā)光的領(lǐng)域，神秘好奇的洞穴永遠(yuǎn)在那兒。