如题所述
1衣带渐宽终不悔，为伊消得人憔悴。－柳永《凤栖梧》
2死生契阔，与子成说。执子之手，与子偕老。－佚名《诗经邶风击鼓》
3两情若是久长时，又岂在朝朝暮暮。－秦观《鹊桥仙》
4相思相见知何日？此时此夜难为情。－李白《三五七言》
5有美人兮，见之不忘，一日不见兮，思之如狂。－佚名《凤求凰琴歌》
6这次我离开你，是风，是雨，是夜晚；你笑了笑，我摆一摆手，一条寂寞的路便展向两头了。－郑愁予《赋别》
7入我相思门，知我相思苦，长相思兮长相忆，短相思兮无穷极。－李白《三五七言》
8曾经沧海难为水，除却巫山不是云。－元稹《离思五首其四》
9君若扬路尘，妾若浊水泥，浮沈各异势，会合何时谐？－曹植《明月上高楼》
10凄凉别後两应同，最是不胜清怨月明中。－纳兰性德《虞美人》
11还君明珠双泪垂，恨不相逢未嫁时。－张籍《节妇吟》
12如何让你遇见我，在我最美丽的时刻。为这，我已在佛前求了五百年，求他让我们结一段尘缘。－席慕蓉《一棵开花的树》
13嗟余只影系人间，如何同生不同死？－陈衡恪《题春绮遗像》
14相思树底说相思，思郎恨郎郎不知。－梁启超《台湾竹枝词》
15自君之出矣，明镜暗不治。思君如流水，何有穷已时。－徐干《室思》
16相见争如不见，有情何似无情。－司马光《西江月》
17落红不是无情物，化作春泥更护花。－龚自珍《己亥杂诗》
18天不老，情难绝。心似双丝网，中有千千结。－张先《千秋岁》
19似此星辰非昨夜，为谁风露立中宵。－黄景仁《绮怀诗二首其一》
20直道相思了无益，未妨惆怅是清狂。－李商隐《无题六首其三》
2死生契阔，与子成说。执子之手，与子偕老。－佚名《诗经邶风击鼓》
3两情若是久长时，又岂在朝朝暮暮。－秦观《鹊桥仙》
4相思相见知何日？此时此夜难为情。－李白《三五七言》
5有美人兮，见之不忘，一日不见兮，思之如狂。－佚名《凤求凰琴歌》
6这次我离开你，是风，是雨，是夜晚；你笑了笑，我摆一摆手，一条寂寞的路便展向两头了。－郑愁予《赋别》
7入我相思门，知我相思苦，长相思兮长相忆，短相思兮无穷极。－李白《三五七言》
8曾经沧海难为水，除却巫山不是云。－元稹《离思五首其四》
9君若扬路尘，妾若浊水泥，浮沈各异势，会合何时谐？－曹植《明月上高楼》
10凄凉别後两应同，最是不胜清怨月明中。－纳兰性德《虞美人》
11还君明珠双泪垂，恨不相逢未嫁时。－张籍《节妇吟》
12如何让你遇见我，在我最美丽的时刻。为这，我已在佛前求了五百年，求他让我们结一段尘缘。－席慕蓉《一棵开花的树》
13嗟余只影系人间，如何同生不同死？－陈衡恪《题春绮遗像》
14相思树底说相思，思郎恨郎郎不知。－梁启超《台湾竹枝词》
15自君之出矣，明镜暗不治。思君如流水，何有穷已时。－徐干《室思》
16相见争如不见，有情何似无情。－司马光《西江月》
17落红不是无情物，化作春泥更护花。－龚自珍《己亥杂诗》
18天不老，情难绝。心似双丝网，中有千千结。－张先《千秋岁》
19似此星辰非昨夜，为谁风露立中宵。－黄景仁《绮怀诗二首其一》
20直道相思了无益，未妨惆怅是清狂。－李商隐《无题六首其三》
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第1个回答 2011-06-08
It doesn't interest me what u do for a living
达纳•左哈/伊恩•马歇尔
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for dreams, for the adventure of being alive. It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain! I want to know if you can sit with pain,mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own;if you can dance with wildness and let ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, or to remember the limitations of being a human. It doesn’t interest me if the story you’re telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. I want to know if you can be faithful and therefore trustworthy. I want to know if you can see beauty even if it’s not pretty every day,and if you can source your life from God’s presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver moon, ‘Yes!’ It doesn’t interest me where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair,weary, bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done for the children. It doesn’t interest me who you are, how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back. It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside, when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments
达纳•左哈/伊恩•马歇尔
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for dreams, for the adventure of being alive. It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain! I want to know if you can sit with pain,mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own;if you can dance with wildness and let ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, or to remember the limitations of being a human. It doesn’t interest me if the story you’re telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. I want to know if you can be faithful and therefore trustworthy. I want to know if you can see beauty even if it’s not pretty every day,and if you can source your life from God’s presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver moon, ‘Yes!’ It doesn’t interest me where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair,weary, bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done for the children. It doesn’t interest me who you are, how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back. It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside, when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments
第2个回答 2011-06-08
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