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The art of living is to know when to hold fast and when to let go. For life is a paradox: it enjoins us to cling to its ninny gi

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问题    The art of living is to know when to hold fast and when to let go. For life is a paradox: it enjoins us to cling to its ninny gifts even while it ordains their eventual relinquishment. The rabbies (犹太人的学者) of old put it this way: "A man comes to this world with his fist clenched, but when he dies, his hand is open."
   Surely we ought to hold fast to life, for it is wondrous, and full of a beauty that breaks through every pore of God’s own earth. We know that this is so, but all too often we recognize this truth only in our backward glance when we remember what was and then suddenly realize that it is no more.
   We remember a beauty that faded, a love that waned. But we remember with far greater pain that we did not see that beauty when it flowered, that we failed to respond with love when it was tendered.
   A recent experience re-taught me this truth. I was hospitalized following a severe heart attack and had been in intensive care for several days. It was not a pleasant place.
   One morning, I had to have some additional tests. The required machines were located in a building at the opposite end of the hospital, so I had to be wheeled across the courtyard on a gurney.
   As we emerged from our unit, the sunlight hit me. That’s all there was to my experience. Just the light of the sun. And yet how beautiful it was—how warming, how sparkling, how brilliant!
   I looked to see whether anyone else relished the sun’s golden glow, but everyone was hurrying to and fro, most with eyes fixed on the ground. Then I remembered how often I, too, had been indifferent to the grandeur of each day, too preoccupied with petty and sometimes even mean concerns to respond to the splendor of it all.
   The insight gleaned from that experience is really as commonplace as was the experience itself: life’s gifts are precious—but we are too heedless of them.
   Hem then is the first pole of life’s paradoxical demands on us: Never too busy for the wonder and the awe of life. Be reverent before each dawning day. Embrace each hour. Seize each golden minute.
   Hold fast to life... "but not so fast that you cannot let go." This is the second side of life’s coin, the opposite pole of its paradox we must accept our losses, and learn how to let go. This is not an easy lesson to learn, especially when we are young and think that the world is ours to command, that whatever we desire with the fun force of our passionate being can, nay, will, be ours. But then life moves along to confront us with realities, and slowly but surely this second troth dawns upon us.
   At every stage of life we sustain losses and grow in the process. We begin our independent lives only when we emerge from the womb and lose its protective shelter. We enter a progression of schools, then we leave our mothers and fathers and our childhood homes. We get married and have children and then have to let them go. We confront the death of our parents and our spouses. We face the gradual or not so gradual waning of our own strength. And ultimately, as the parable of the open and closed hand suggests, we must confront the inevitability of our own demise, losing ourselves as it were, all that we were or dreamed to he.
   But why should we be reconciled to life’s contradictory demands? Why fashion of beauty when beauty is evanescent? Why give our heart in love when those we love will ultimately be tom from our grasp?
   In order to resolve this paradox, we must seek a wider perspective, viewing our lives as through windows that open on eternity. Once we do that, we realize that though our lives are finite, our deeds on earth weave a timeless pattern.
   Life is never just being. It is becoming a relentless flowing on. Our parents live on through us, and we will live on through our children. The institutions we build endure, and we will endure through them. The beauty we fashion cannot be dimmed by death. Our flesh may perish, our hands will wither, but that which they create in beauty and goodness and truth lives on for all time to come.
   Don’t spend and waste your lives accumulating objects that will only turn to dust and ashes. Pursue not so much the material as the ideal, for ideals alone invest life with meaning and are of enduring worth.
   Add love to a house and you have a home. Add righteousness to a city and you have a community. Add math to a pile of red brick and you have a school. Add religion to the humblest of edifices and you have a sanctuary. Add justice to the far-flung round of human endeavor and you have civilization. Put them all together, exalt them above their present imperfections, add to them the vision of humankind deemed, forever free of need and strife and you have a future lighted with the radiant colors of hope. (886 words)
Which of the following conclusions does the passage support?
选项 A、An ounce of wisdom is worth a million tons of books.
B、Death makes a contract with everyone, but no one can break it.
C、Look on all that appears commonplace as something hard to come by, and we’ll all the more treasure it.
D、Own one’s life and know how to treasure it, and this is and happy and beautiful life.
答案D
解析 考察对全文的理解。
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