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假如给我三天光明 three day t ee（第2页）

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"inseveraldifferentwaysbyasmanywitnesses。Someseemorethanothers，butfewseeeverythingthatiswithintherangeoftheirvision。

Oh，thethingsthatIshouldseeifIhadtheowerofsightforjustthreedays!

Thefirstdaywouldbeabusyone。Ishouldcalltomeallmydearfriendsandlooklongintotheirfaces，imrintinguonmymindtheoutwardevidencesofthebeautythatiswithinthem。Ishouldletmyeyesrest，too，onthefaceofababy，sothatIcouldcatchavisionoftheeager，innocentbeautywhichrecedestheindividualsconsciousnessoftheconflictswhichlifedevelos。

AndIshouldliketolookintotheloyal，trustingeyesofmydogs—thegrave，cannylittleScottie，Darkie，andthestalwart，understandingGreatDaneHelga，whosewarm，tender，andlayfulfriendshisaresocomfortingtome。

OnthatbusyfirstdayIshouldalsoviewthesmallsimlethingsofmyhome。Iwanttoseethewarmcolorsintherugsundermyfeet，theicturesonthewalls，theintimatetriflesthattransformahouseintohome。MyeyeswouldrestresectfullyonthebooksinraisedtyewhichIhaveread，buttheywouldbemoreeagerlyinterestedintherintedbookswhichseeingeolecanread，forduringthelongnightofmylifethebooksIhavereadandthosewhichhavebeenreadtomehavebuiltthemselvesintoagreatshininglighthouse，revealingtomethedeeestchannelsofhumanlifeandthehumansirit。

Intheafternoonofthatfirstseeingday，IshouldtakealongwalkinthewoodsandintoxicatemyeyesonthebeautiesoftheworldofNature，tryingdeseratelytoabsorbinafewhoursthevastslendorwhichisconstantlyunfoldingitselftothosewhocansee。OnthewayhomefrommywoodlandjauntmyathwouldlienearafarmsothatImightseetheatienthorsesloughinginthefield（erhasIshouldseeonlyatractor!）andtheserenecontentofmenlivingclosetothesoil。AndIshouldrayforthegloryofacolorfulsunset。

Whenduskhadfallen，IshouldexeriencethedoubledelightofbeingabletoseebyartificiallightwhichthegeniusofmanhascreatedtoextendtheowerofhissightwhenNaturedecreesdarkness。

Inthenightofthatfirstdayofsight，Ishouldnotbeabletoslee，sofullwouldbemymindofthememoriesoftheday。

TheSecondDay

Thenextday—theseconddayofsight—Ishouldarisewiththedawnandseethethrillingmiraclebywhichnightistransformedintoday。Ishouldbeholdwithawethemagnificentanoramaoflightwithwhichthesunawakensthesleeingearth。

ThisdayIshoulddevotetoahastyglimseoftheworld，astandresent。Ishouldwanttoseetheageantofmansrogress，thekaleidoscoeoftheages。Howcansomuchbecomressedintooneday?Throughthemuseums，ofcourse。OftenIhavevisitedtheNewYorkMuseumofNaturalHistorytotouchwithmyhandsmanyoftheobjectsthereexhibited，butIhavelongedtoseewithmyeyesthecondensedhistoryoftheearthanditsinhabitantsdislayedthereanimalsandtheracesofmenicturedintheirnativeenvironment;giganticcarcassesofdinosaursandmastodonswhichroamedtheearthlongbeforemanaeared，withhistinystatureandowerfulbrain，toconquertheanimalkingdom;realisticresentationsoftherocessesofdevelomentinanimals，inman，andintheimlementswhichmanhasusedtofashionforhimselfasecurehomeonthislanet;andathousandandoneotherasectsofnaturalhistory。

Iwonderhowmanyreadersofthisarticlehaveviewedthisanoramaofthefaceoflivingthingsasicturedinthatinsiringmuseum。Many，ofcourse，havenothadtheoortunity，butIamsurethatmanywhohavehadtheoortunityhavenotmadeuseofit。There，indeed，isalacetouseyoureyes。Youwhoseecansendmanyfruitfuldaysthere，butIwithmyimaginarythreedaysofsight，couldonlytakeahastyglimse，andasson。

MynextstowouldbetheMetroolitanMuseumofArt，forjustastheMuseumofNaturalHistoryrevealsthematerialasectsoftheworld，sodoestheMetroolitanshowthemyriadfacetsofthehumansirit。Throughoutthehistoryofhumanitytheurgetoartisticexressionhasbeenalmostasowerfulastheurgeforfood，shelter，androcreation。Andhere，inthevastchambersoftheMetroolitanMuseum，isunfoldedbeforemethesiritofEgyt，Greece，andRome，asexressedintheirart。IknowwellthroughmyhandsthesculturedgodsandgoddessesoftheancientNile-land。IhavefeltcoiesofParthenonfriezes，andIhavesensedtherhythmicbeautyofchargingAthenianwarriors。AollosandVenusesandtheWingedVictoryofSamothracearefriendsofmyfingertis。ThegnarledbeardedfeaturesofHomeraredeartome，forhe，too，knewblindness。

Myhandshavelingereduonthelivingmarbleofromanscultureaswellasthatoflatergenerations。IhaveassedmyhandsoveralastercastofMichelangelosinsiringandheroicMoses;IhavesensedtheowerofRodin;IhavebeenawedbythedevotedsiritofGothicwoodcarving。Theseartswhichcanbetouchedhavemeaningforme，buteventheyweremeanttobeseenratherthanfelt，andIcanonlyguessatthebeautywhichremainshiddenfromme。IcanadmirethesimlelinesofaGreekvase，butitsfigureddecorationsarelosttome。

Soonthis，myseconddayofsight，Ishouldtrytorobeintothesoulofmanthroughthisart。ThethingsIknewthroughtouchIshouldnowsee。Moreslendidstill，thewholemagnificentworldofaintingwouldbeoenedtome，fromtheItalianPrimitives，withtheirserenereligiousdevotion，totheModerns，withtheirfeverishvisions。IshouldlookdeeintothecanvasesofRahael，Leonardo，DaVinci，Titian，Rembrandt。IshouldwanttofeastmyeyesuonthewarmcolorsofVeronese，studythemysteriesofE1Greco，catchanewvisionofNaturefromCorot。Oh，thereissomuchrichmeaningandbeautyintheartoftheagesforyouwhohaveeyestosee!

UonmyshortvisittothistemleofartIshouldnotbeabletoreviewafractionofthatgreatworldofartwhichisoentoyou。Ishouldbeabletogetonlyasuerficialimression。Artiststellmethatfordeeandtrueareciationofartonemusteducatedtheeye。Onemustlearnthroughexeriencetoweighthemeritsofline，ofcomosition，offormandcolor。IfIhadeyes，howhailywouldIembarkuonsofascinatingastudy!YetIamtoldthat，tomanyofyouwhohaveeyestosee，theworldofartisadarknight，unexloredandunilluminated。ItwouldbewithextremereluctancethatIshouldleavetheMetroolitanMuseum，whichcontainsthekeytobeauty—abeautysoneglected。Seeingersons，however，donotneedametroolitantofindthiskeytobeauty。Thesamekeylieswaitinginsmallermuseums，andinbooksontheshelvesofevensmalllibraries。Butnaturally，inmylimitedtimeofimaginarysight，Ishouldchoosethelacewherethekeyunlocksthegreatesttreasuresintheshortesttime。

TheeveningofmyseconddayofsightIshouldsendatatheatreoratthemovies。EvennowIoftenattendtheatricalerformancesofallsorts，buttheactionofthelaymustbeselledintomyhandbyacomanion。ButhowIshouldliketoseewithmyowneyesthefascinatingfigureofHamlet，orthegustyFalstaffamidcolorfulElizabethantraings!HowIshouldliketofolloweachmovementofthegracefulHamlet，eachstrutoftheheartyFalstaff!AndsinceIcouldseeonlyonelay，Ishouldbeconfrontedbyamany-horneddilemma，fortherearescoresoflaysIshouldwanttosee。Youwhohaveeyescanseeanyyoulike。Howmanyofyou，Iwonder，whenyougazeatalay，amovie，oranysectacle，realizeandgivethanksforthemiracleofsightwhichenablesyoutoenjoyitscolor，grace，andmovement?

Icannotenjoythebeautyofrhythmicmovementexcetinashererestrictedtothetouchofmyhands。IcanvisiononlydimlythegraceofaPavlowa，althoughIknowsomethingofthedelightofrhythm，foroftenIcansensethebeatofmusicasitvibratesthroughthefloor。Icanwellimaginethatcadencedmotionmustbeoneofthemostleasingsightsintheworld。Ihavebeenabletogathersomethingofthisbytracingwithmyfingersthelinesinsculturedmarble;ifthisstaticgracecanbesolovely，howmuchmoreacutemustbethethrillofseeinggraceinmotion。

OneofmydearestmemoriesisofthetimewhenJosehJeffersonallowedmetotouchhisfaceandhandsashewentthroughsomeofthegesturesandseechesofhisbelovedRiVanWinkle。Iwasabletocatchthusameagerglimseoftheworldofdrama，andIshallneverforgetthedelightofthatmoment。But，oh，howmuchImustmiss，andhowmuchleasureyouseeingonescanderivefromwatchingandhearingtheinterlayofseechandmovementintheunfoldingofadramaticerformance!IfIcouldseeonlyonelay，IshouldknowhowtoictureinmymindtheactionofahundredlayswhichIhavereadorhadtransferredtomethroughthemediumofthemanualalhabet。

So，throughtheeveningofmysecondimaginarydayofsight，thegreatfiguresofdramaticliteraturewouldcrowdsleefrommyeyes。

TheThirdDay

Thefollowingmorning，Ishouldagaingreetthedawn，anxioustodiscovernewdelights，forIamsurethat，forthosewhohaveeyeswhichreallysee，thedawnofeachdaymustbeaeretuallynewrevelationofbeauty。

This，accordingtothetermsofmyimaginedmiracle，istobemythirdandlastdayofsight。Ishallhavenotimetowasteinregretsorlongings;thereistoomuchtosee。ThefirstdayIdevotedtomyfriends，animateandinanimate。ThesecondrevealedtomethehistoryofmanandNature。TodayIshallsendintheworkadayworldoftheresent，amidthehauntsofmengoingaboutthebusinessoflife。AndwherecanonefindsomanyactivitiesandconditionsofmenasinNewYork?Sothecitybecomesmydestination。

IstartfrommyhomeinthequietlittlesuburbofForestHills，LongIsland。Here，surroundedbygreenlawns，trees，andflowers，areneatlittlehouses，haywiththevoicesandmovementsofwivesandchildren，havensofeacefulrestformenwhotoilinthecity。IdriveacrossthelacystructureofsteelwhichsanstheEastRiver，andIgetanewandstartlingvisionoftheowerandingenuityofthemindofman。Busyboastschugandscurryabouttheriverracyseedboat，stolid，snortingtugs。IfIhadlongdaysofsightahead，Ishouldsendmanyofthemwatchingthedelightfulactivityuontheriver。

Ilookahead，andbeforemerisethefantastictowersofNewYork，acitythatseemstohavesteedfromtheagesofafairystory。Whatanawe，insiringsight，theseglitteringsires。Thesevastbanksofstoneandsteel-structuressuchasthegodsmightbuildforthemselves!Thisanimatedictureisaartofthelivesofmillionsofeoleeveryday。Howmany，Iwonder，giveitsomuchasasecondsglance?Veryfew，Ifear。Theireyesareblindtothismagnificentsightbecauseitissofamiliartothem。

Ihurrytothetoofoneofthosegiganticstructures，theEmireStateBuilding，forthere，ashorttimeago，I

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"thecitybelowthroughtheeyesofmysecretary。Iamanxioustocomaremyfancywithreality。IamsureIshouldnotbedisaointedintheanoramasreadoutbeforeme，fortomeitwouldbeavisionofanotherworld。

NowIbeginmyroundsofthecity。First，Istandatabusycorner，merelylookingateole，tryingbysightofthemtounderstandsomethingoftheirlive。Iseesmiles，andIamhay。Iseeseriousdetermination，andIamroud，Iseesuffering，andIamcomassionate。

IstrolldownFifthAvenue。Ithrowmyeyesoutoffocus，sothatIseenoarticularobjectbutonlyaseethingkaleidoscoeofcolors。IamcertainthatthecolorsofwomensdressesmovinginathrongmustbeagorgeoussectacleofwhichIshouldnevertire。ButerhasifIhadsightIshouldbelikemostotherwomen—toointerestedinstylesandthecutofindividualdressestogivemuchattentiontotheslendorofcolorinthemass。AndIamconvinced，too，thatIshouldbecomeaninveteratewindowshoer，foritmustbeadelighttotheeyetoviewthemyriadarticlesofbeautyondislay。

FromFifthAvenueImakeatourofthecity—toParkAvenue，totheslums，tofactories，toarkswherechildrenlay。Itakeastay-at-hometriabroadbyvisitingtheforeignquarters。AlwaysmyeyesareoenwidetoallthesightsofbothhainessandmiserysothatImayrobedeeandaddtomyunderstandingofhoweoleworkandlive。Myheartisfulloftheimagesofeoleandthings。Myeyeasseslightlyovernosingletrifle;itstrivestotouchandholdcloselyeachthingitsgazerestsuon。Somesightsareleasant，fillingtheheartwithhainess;butsomearemiserablyathetic。TotheselatterIdonotshutmyeyes，forthey，too，areartoflife。Toclosetheeyeonthemistoclosetheheartandmind。

Mythirddayofsightisdrawingtoanend。PerhastherearemanyseriousursuitstowhichIshoulddevotethefewremaininghours，butIamafraidthatontheeveningofthatlastdayIshouldagainrunawaytothetheater，toahilariouslyfunnylay，sothatImightareciatetheovertonesofcomedyinthehumansirit。

Atmidnightmytemoraryresitefromblindnesswouldcease，andermanentnightwouldcloseinonmeagain。NaturallyinthosethreeshortdaysIshouldnothaveseenallIwantedtosee。OnlywhendarknesshadagaindescendeduonmeshouldIrealizehowmuchIhadleftunseen。ButmymindwouldbesocrowdedwithgloriousmemoriesthatIshouldhavelittletimeforregrets。Thereafterthetouchofeveryobjectwouldbringaglowingmemoryofhowthatobjectlooked。

PerhasthisshortoutlineofhowIshouldsendthreedaysofsightdoesnotagreewiththerogramyouwouldsetforyourselfifyouknewthatyouwereabouttobestrickenblind。Iam，however，surethatifyouactuallyfacedthatfateyoureyeswouldoentothingsyouhadneverseenbefore，storingumemoriesforthelongnightahead。Youwoulduseyoureyesasneverbefore。Everythingyousawwouldbecomedeartoyou。Youreyeswouldtouchandembraceeveryobjectthatcamewithinyourrangeofvision。Then，atlast，youwouldreallysee，andanewworldofbeautywouldoenitselfbeforeyou。

Iwhoamblindcangiveonehinttothosewhosee—oneadmonitiontothosewhowouldmakefulluseofthegiftofsight:Useyoureyesasiftomorrowyouwouldbestrickenblind。Andthesamemethodcanbealiedtotheothersenses。Hearthemusicofvoices，thesongofabird，themightystrainsofanorchestra，asifyouwouldbestrickendeaftomorrow。Toucheachobjectyouwanttotouchasiftomorrowyourtactilesensewouldfail。Smelltheerfumeofflowers，tastewithrelisheachmorsel，asiftomorrowyoucouldneversmellandtasteagain。Makethemostofeverysense:gloryinallthefacetsofleasureandbeautywhichtheworldrevealstoyouthroughtheseveralmeansofcontactwhichNaturerovides。Butofallthesenses，Iamsurethatsightmustbethemostdelightful。

我们都读过一些令人兴奋激动的故事，故事中的主人公只能再活一段很有限的时光。有时是一年这么长，有时却只有短短的24小时。但是在探究这个将要离世的人选择怎样度过他最后岁月的问题上，我们都充满兴趣。当然，我说的是有选择权利的自由人，而不是死刑犯。死刑犯的活动范围是受到严格限制的。

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