下面是小编为大家整理的绝不能失去梦想（完整）,供大家参考。
绝不能失去梦想
NeverBeLostinYourDream ——AfterReading ClassEightGradeTwoSunYang 八班孙扬 Ichosetoreadthenovelthiswintervacation. Ididnotmeantoreadthisone, becausetheauthorisGustaveFlaubert, aFrenchman, sotheEnglishversioncan’ tbetheoriginal. IthinkthepurposeforwhichourEnglishteacherwantsustoreadtheEnglishnovelistoletusexperiencewhatisrealEnglish. SoreadingaFrenchnovelinEnglishisthesameasreadinganEnglishnovelinChinese. IrememberonesentenceinourEnglishtextbooklikethis: Nomatterhowwellapoemistranslated, somethingofthespiritoftheoriginalislost. Soisanovel. WhatapitythatIcouldnotreadanEnglishoriginal!
IreadthegistofthestorywhenIwasinprimaryschool. Itisastoryofhowabeautifulwomandies. MadameBovaryisbeautifulbutherhusbandisnothandsomeandromantic. Heisadoctor. Heloveshiswifewithallhisheart, buthedoesnotknowhowtogiveherthekindofloveshewants. Notbeingsatisfied,MadameBovarystartstofindaloverwhoisbothhandsomeandromantic. AndshefindsLéonatlast. Shespendsallthemoneyherfatherandherhusbandgiveheronherlover, andlivesthekindoflifeshehasalwaysdreamedof, payingnoattentiontothefactthatallthepeopleintownregardherasavampire.Happydaysarealwaysshorthowever. Léonleavesheratlast. Andherheartb
reaksinpieces. Thereisnootherwayexcepttodie. Whatapitythatsuchabeautifulladydiesinsuchaway!
IhatedMadameBovarysomuchwhenIreadthegistmanyyearsago, becauseMonsieurBovaryloveshersomuchbutshetreatshiminsucharudewayinreturn,inspiteofthefactthatsheusedtostudyintheconvent. Eachoneinthemarriageshouldfulfilthevowstheysworeattheweddingceremony. Onemadameshouldbestaunchtoherhusband, nomatterhowboringitistobewithhim. Anywayheistheoneyouchosewhenyouwanttogetmarried. ThatwastheopinionsIhadatthattime.
Butafterreadingthenovel, IthinkMadameBovaryhasherownembarrassmentswhicharehardtomention, too. MonsieurBovaryonlylovesherbeautifulanddistinguishedappearance. Nooneinthisfamilycaresaboutwhatshethinks. Nooneasksaboutherfeelings. Noonewantstolistentoheraspirations. Whatalonelylady!Themostimportantthingisthatthelifeaftermarriagedoesnotanswertoherdream. Theonlyfeelingshehasisdisappointing.Itishardforaladytobear.
Everygirlhasherowndream, herownidealmarriagelife. Let’ slookatMadameBovary’ sdream. Whenshewasintheconvent, shereadsomenovels. “Theywerealllove, lovers, sweethearts, persecutedladiesfaintinginlonelypavilions, postilionskilledateverystage, horsesriddentodeathoneverypage, somberforests, heartaches, vows, sobs, tearsandkisses, littleskiffsbymoonlight, nightingalesinshakygroves, ‘gentlemen’ brav
easlions, gentleaslambs, virtuousasnooneeverwas, alwayswelldressed, andweepinglikefountains. ” “Shethoughtsometimesthat, afterall, thiswasthehappiesttimeofherlife－thehoneymoon, aspeoplecalledit. Totastethefullsweetnessofit, itwouldhavebeennecessarydoubtlesstoflytothoselandswithsonorousnameswherethedaysaftermarriagearefulloflazinessmostsuave. Inpost-chaisesbehindbluesilkencurtainstorideslowlyupsteeproads, listeningtothesongofthepostilionreechoedbythemountains, alongwiththebellsofgoatsandthemuffledsoundofawaterfall; atsunsetontheshoresofgulfstobreatheintheperfumeoflemontrees; thenintheeveningonthevillaterracesabove, handinhandtolookatthestars, makingplansforthefuture. Itseemedtoherthatcertainplacesonearthmustbringforthhappiness, asaplantpeculiartothesoilthatcannotthriveelsewhere. WhycouldnotsheleanoverbalconiesinSwisschalets, orenshrinehermelancholyinaScotchcottage, withahusbanddressedinablackvelvetcoatwithlongtails, andthinshoes, apointedhatandfrills?”
Shelivesinthecountrysidebeforeshegetsmarried, andshehatestheboringdays. PerhapsthedisturbancecausedbythepresenceofMonsieurBovaryhassufficedtomakeherbelievethatsheatlastfeelsthatwondrouspassionwhich, tillthen, likeagreatbirdwithrose-coloredwings, hunginthesplendoroftheskiesofpoesy; andnowshecannotthinkthatthecalminwhichshelivesisthehappinessshehasdreamed. Soshechangesthefadelifebyloo
kingforalover.
Wealwaystalkaboutthepowerofdream. Wesaythatdreamcanbethelightwhichleadsustothewonderland, thehappylife, theunknownshore. Wheretherearedreams, thereisprogress. ButMadameBovary’ sdreamishorrible. Itleadshertodeath. Herdreamisnotpractical. Itisimpossibletohavethekindoflifeshedreamsof, astheprincessonlylivesinthefairytale. Tohaveadreamiswonderful, buttowallowinone’ sdreamisdangerous, likeMadameBovary. Thereisanoldsaying: themoreyouhope, themoredisappointedyouget. Onceyouwallowinyoudream, youwillbehurtpainfullyifyourdreamcannotcometrue.
So, friends, keepyourmindsclearandneverbelostinyourdream.
