肩上的擔(dān)子 The Burden of the Shoulder
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A farmer took on firewood by tramping over mountains and through ravines every day, In order to get a day's rations and let his son goes to school with the remaining money. 一位農(nóng)民每天肩挑柴禾翻山越嶺，為了換取一天的口糧錢，并用剩余的錢供兒子上學(xué)。 When his son came back in summer vacation, his father let him pick firewood and sell it in order to cultivate his hardship spirit. His son felt reluctant that take on firewood by tramping over mountains and through ravines, so he gave up finally. The father can't be helped, so he sighed and let his son rest at the side. He still took on firewood day by day. 兒子放暑假回來，父親為了培養(yǎng)兒子的吃苦精神，便叫兒子替他挑柴禾上集市去賣。兒子不情愿地挑了一挑，翻山越嶺肩挑柴禾著實(shí)把他給累壞了，最后放棄了。父親沒辦法，只好嘆著氣讓兒子一邊歇著去，自己還是一天接一天掙錢養(yǎng)家糊口。 There's many a slip between the cup and the lip. The father was ill and he cannot get up. There was no income in home, so his son decided to provoke the burden of life. The sun had not yet risen, while the son learned his father cut firewood and sell it at the bazaar. Nevertheless, he was not a bit tired. 可天有不測風(fēng)云，父親不幸病倒了，起不了床。家里失去了生活來源，兒子終于挑起了生活的重?fù)?dān)。每天天不亮，兒子學(xué)著父親的樣子上山砍柴，然后挑著去集市賣，盡管如此，一點(diǎn)也不覺得累。 “Son, don’t tired out!” the father looked at his son busy figure felt pitying and loving and said to him. The son stopped the work and said to his father:“It is strange that I feel tired when you asked me to do, however, I fell the burden more and more light even though I pick the more heavy ” “兒子，別累壞了身子！”父親又憐又愛地看著兒子忙碌的身影說。兒子這時(shí)停下手中的活兒，對(duì)父親說：“爸爸，真是奇怪，剛開始您叫我挑柴時(shí)，我覺得特別累，怎么現(xiàn)在我挑得越來越重，相反倒覺得擔(dān)子越來越輕了呢？” The father nodded his head approvingly and said to his son:” your body's endurance is training out and It is important of your mature.” 父親贊許地點(diǎn)點(diǎn)頭，說道：“你身體的承受能力練出來了，更多的是因?yàn)槟阈睦沓墒斓木壒拾。?rdquo; This story tells us: to think of ourselves as stronger in life and bear the burden of life willingly. 這個(gè)故事告訴我們：要想象自己是生活的強(qiáng)者，而且愿意承擔(dān)生活的重?fù)?dān)
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