发一篇获奖的散文---昔书重温_语文阅读

昨天无意间整理文档和做笔记的本子，看到了2004年读本科时，参加学校外语学院和文学院合办的“世说新语杯”征文比赛写的原稿，最终版本底稿现在已经随着时间而泛黄了。

回想起来竟然已是将近20年前了，时光竟亦如眼前恍如昨日。当初是从初中，高中到本科就一直对英文比较痴迷，那时青春年少，喜欢西方的文化和文学，从高中就开始读各种简版的英文文学，记得还买了一套绿色封面的书虫系列，都是国外知名经典文学的英文简版。到了本科，阅读习惯也一直坚持，不过此时已更多的读原版的英文文学了，记得上数学课无聊了，走神了，会低头拿出英语文学或英文报刊读，早晨起来也是朗诵、背诵英语的美文散文等。

到了大三时，就变成空闲的时间不是在看英文书，就是在图书馆里看经济学，金融学类的书。反正，书架上一半是英文书籍，一半是金融经济类，几乎看不到数学，我看我是白读了数学系，记得有时候经常数学课上完去听经济学的课程，来不及做数学作业，有时候就得Copy一下万某同学的作业，这也是人生第一次抄作业了。

着实是我对数学了无兴趣，四年数学读完，可以说知识都还给辛苦教学的老师了，不过似乎数学里推演证明的逻辑思维却留下来了，所以导致我直到现在每每遇到问题，我的思维方式有点证明推导式，如果一个问题的A条件过不去，我就很难接受达到B，数学思维的前后条件结果的逻辑关系确实美妙，不过对于我这种喜欢人文的人来说，有时候却也会出现理科理性逻辑和人文发散感性思维的冲突。包括写东西时，有时候我会反复看上下文到底是不是逻辑上一脉相承推导下来，紧密关联的，和那些文科出身写的大开大合，各个角度广泛联想有所不同。

说回学校的写作比赛，当时是分为英文组和中文组各自单独评选，比赛胜出的文章据说是要出版一个小册子的书籍，不过后来举办方因为某些原因没有出版，这是一个小小的遗憾。

我的参赛选题是英文组的主题，就是以海伦凯勒的那本畅销的励志书籍英文原版“Three Days to See”（国内翻译为“假如给我三天光明”）为蓝本，写一篇英文散文。

刚开始对这个题目，我是不知道该如何下手的，虽然我在大学写过几篇英文的文章，但是毕竟是非英语专业，对英文的写作格式，结构等没有系统的学习和研究。

为了出这篇文章，我反复阅读了那本英文原版书，然后以A Book that Made My day（昔书重温）定题。并参考阅读钢铁是怎样炼成的，以及其他经典励志类的书籍。长达一个月，边大量阅读，边寻找内心感悟，边写初稿，反复修改，最后终成稿件，投递过去，经过最后的评审，竟然意外的获得一等奖。

今天再次看到发黄的原稿件，感触良多，写这篇文章的一段时间可能是自己最投入，最不觉得枯燥的时候，人在自己最有兴趣的地方，心才是最宁静的，仿佛与外界隔离，一切的努力，行为都无关于功利，无关于结果，只有沉浸的过程。

如此的宁静状态，自从走入社会就再也难有了。今天借此偶然的机会，表达一下自己对那段校园生活的追念。

愿每个人在回忆自己校园那段年轻岁月，都面带微笑，内心依旧保留一份青涩。因为那份宝贵的青涩，随着年龄增长，时光流逝，以后可能越来越少会浮现在你的脑海里，可能会因为生活的压力，责任而永远的尘封在一个角落，外面的一束光再也很难照射进去。

如下是我参赛获奖的那篇散文原文：

A Book that Made My day

Books are the nutrition of mankind. After I have read “Three Days to See” by Helen Keller, I cannot agree more. Every touch of the page conveys the information of love, warmth and courage. All those seem the light in the dark, and spring rain in the drought, which fresh my mind, soothe my heart and wake up my deepest soul.

Recently，picking up the book again reminds me of excite, wonder, and surprise at first sight of it. That was a noisy evening when I came to the favorite bookstore as usual. Carelessly catching a glimpse of a non-strange booklist, I was clung to by “Three Days to See “. Curiosity and wonder brought me the book. And in the end, it lay on my bookshelf. It was this book that witnesses the grown-up experience of Helen Keller from a wild child to a spiritual symbol.

Stories went as follows. No sooner had she lived a life full of sunlight for 19 months than she was stricken blind and deaf. From then on, the happy childhood time---brief springs, musical with the song in fruit and rose, beautiful autumn full of gold and crimson trees---left the girl. Followed the soundless and lightless years. But to my surprise, what I felt wasn’t snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, but her persistent longing for speaking and learning, the wild love for nature and life, the eager desire for knowledge and reading.

Between words, I could see how a blind and deaf girl learnt the meaning of “water” and how the living word awakened her soul, gave it light,hope,and joy. Besides those, everything that could hum,buzz,sing or bloom, had its role in her life.

With equal zeal, she explored the beauty, and pleasure of nature---the heavy dew in the morning, the beautiful motion of the lilies in the breeze, a shower of spray in the sea, the touch of butterflies and buzzing insects. She cried for the sight of everything around her.

With strong passion, Helen Keller sought knowledge. The subjects she touched varied from languages and literature to match and science. It was the “Iliad “that made Greece her paradise; it was the Bible that made a deep comforting sense that things seen are temporal, and things unseen are eternal.

But for these three passions---the longing, the love and the desire, Helen Keller would not have stood an icon for the whole world.

All in all, the book transmits a resolute faith and unswerving energy for life. After getting through it, I can experience nothing but power and enthusiasm. I don’t see a disable little girl deserting herself ,but facing and overcoming one challenge after another , which reminds me of words in “Youth” by Samuel Erman, “Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.” According to Bacon, books serve for delight, for ornament, and for ability. After brushing up on “Three Days to See”, I would say books serve for shock, for courage, for power in the heart.

I look forward to future, also hope several years later, when rereading this book that made my day and looking back my life, I would feel no regret for years lived pointlessly, no shame for a pretty worthless past.