假如我又回到了童年IfIwereaBoyAgain

　　If I were a Boy Again

　　假如我又回到了童年

　　If I were a boy again， I would practice perseverance more often， and never give up a thing because it was or inconvenient. If we want light， we must conquer darkness. Perseverance can sometimes equal genius in its results. “There are only two creatures，” syas a proverb， “who can surmount the pyramids—the eagle and the snail.”

　　If I were a boy again， I would school myself into a habit of attention； I would let nothing come between me and the subject in hand. I would remember that a good skater never tries to skate in two directions at once.

　　The habit of attention becomes part of our life， if we begain early enough. I often hear grown up people say “ I could not fix my attention on the sermon or book， although I wished to do so” ， and the reason is， the habit was not formed in youth.

　　If I were to live my life over again， I would pay more attention to the cultivation of the memory. I would strengthen that faculty by every possible means， and on every possible occasion. It takes a little hard work at first to remember things accurately； but memory soon helps itself， and gives very little trouble. It only needs early cultivation to become a power.

　　假如我又回到了童年，我做事要更有毅力，决不因为事情艰难或者麻烦而撒手不干，我们要光明，就得征服黑暗。

　　毅力在效果上有时能同天才相比。俗话说：“能登上金字塔的生物，只有两种——鹰和蜗牛。”

　　假如我又回到了童年，我就要养成专心致志的习惯；有事在手，就决不让任何东西让我分心。我要牢记：优秀的滑冰手从不试图同时滑向两个不同的方向。

　　如果及早养成这种专心致志的习惯，它将成为我们生命的一部分。我常听成年人说：“虽然我希望能集中注意听牧师讲道或读书，但往往做不到。”而原因就是年轻时没有养成这种习惯。

　　假如我现在能重新开始我的生命，我就要更注意记忆力的培养。我要采取一切可能的办法，并且在一切可能的场合，增强记忆力。要正确无误地记住一些东西，在开始阶段的确要作出一番小小的努力；但要不了多久，记忆力本身就会起作用，使记忆成为轻而易举的事，只需及早培养，记忆自会成为一种才能。

　　If I were a boy again， I would cultivate courage. “Nothing is so mild and gentle as courage， nothing so cruel and pitiless as cowardice，” syas a wise author.

　　We too often borrow trouble， and anticipate that may never appear.“ The fear of ill exceeds the ill we fear.” Dangers will arise in any career， but presence of mind will often conquer the worst of them. Be prepared for any fate， and there is no harm to be freared.

　　If I were a boy again， I would look on the cheerful side. Life is very much like a mirror： if you smile upon it， I smiles back upon you； but if you frown and look doubtful on it， you will get a similar look in return.