And of what would you write
WriteYourOwnLife
书写你的生命
Supposesomeonegaveyouapen—asealed,solid-coloredpen.Youcouldn’tseehowmuchinkithad.
假设有人给了你一枝笔,一枝密封的、纯色的水笔,里面有多少墨水你看不到。
Itmightrundryafterthefirstfewtentativewordsorlastjustlongenoughtocreateamasterpiece(orseveral)thatwouldlastforeverandmakeadifferenceintheschemeofthings.Youdon’tknowbeforeyoubegin.
很可能刚刚试写几字便用干耗尽;也可能足以完成一部或几部杰作,永存于世,使世事为之大变。
Undertherulesofthegame,youreallyneverknow.Youhavetotakeachance!
而这一切你在动笔之前却是一无所知。根据游戏的规则,你确实永远也不会知道,只能冒一下险。
Actually,noruleofthegamestatesyoumustdoanything.Insteadofpickingupandusingthepen,youcouldleaveitonashelforinadrawerwhereitwilldryup,unused.
而事实上,也没有规则说你就一定要做些什么。你大可以把笔搁在架子上、放在抽屉里,弃置不用,任墨水蒸发干净。
Butifyoudodecidetouseit,whatwouldyoudowithit?Howwouldyouplaythegame?
然而,如果你真的决定使用,你会做什么?怎么来做这个游戏?
Wouldyouplanandplanbeforeyoueverwroteaword?
你会左计划、右计划,然后才慢慢下笔吗?
Wouldyourplansbesoextensivethatyouneverevengottothewriting?
计划会不会太泛太多,根本就达不到写作这一步?
Orwouldyoutakethepeninhand,plungerightinandjustdoit,strugglingtokeepupwiththetwistsandturnsofthetorrentsofwordsthattakeyouwheretheytakeyou?
会不会提笔在手,迫不及待地投入其中,任由手中的笔、笔下的字带着你在词海中上下翻腾、左突右冲?
Wouldyouwritecautiouslyandcarefully,asifthepenmightrundrythenextmoment,orwouldyoupretendorbelieve(orpretendtobelieve)thatthepenwillwriteforeverandproceedaccordgly?
会不会下笔谨小慎微,似乎墨水随时都将干涸?会不会假装或相信、或假装相信笔中墨水永不会枯竭,任你挥洒?
Andofwhatwouldyouwrite:Oflove?Hate?Fun?Misery?Life?Death?NothingEverything?
你会写些什么?爱情?仇恨?乐趣?痛苦?生命?死亡?虚无空空抑或世事万种?
Wouldyouwritetopleasejustyourself?Orothers?Oryourselfbywritingforothers?
是会用来自娱?还是取悦他人?还是为人写作而愉悦自身?
Wouldyourstrokesbetremblinglytimidorbrilliantlybold?Fancywithaflourishorplain?
你的一笔一划会颤抖怯懦还是亮丽大胆?花里胡哨还是朴实无华?
Wouldyouevenwrite?Onceyouhavethepen,norulesaysyouhavetowrite.Wouldyousketch?Scribble?Doodleordraw?
你确实会去写吗?你一旦有了这枝笔,却也没有规则说你一定就要去写。你会粗粗写来?潦潦草草?信手涂鸦?还是认真描画?
Wouldyoustayinoronthelines,orseenolinesatall,eveniftheywerethere?Orarethey?There’salottothinkabouthere,isn’tthere?
你会写在线里还是写在线上,或者对纸上的线格根本就视而不见?真的有什么线格吗?此时此刻,有很多东西值得思考,不是吗?
Now,supposesomeonegaveyoualife...
那么,假设有人给了你一次生命……
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因为您的身教言教,颁给您最佳教
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我们的眼睛能准确地传达一些信息
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