Smile of the earth | 纵使平凡 但那又怎样

Smile of the earth | 纵使平凡 但那又怎样

All over my garden I've planted nothing but roses, fragrant and if looked at from afar-ablaze with colour like sunset clouds. I would be very  happy if any one of my visiting friends should desire to pick and take some for their homes.I trust that any friend of nune carrying the roses would vanish into the distance feeling that his emotion had been rekindled.

我在花园里种满了芬芳的玫瑰花,远远望去,他们像一片燃烧的晚霞。如果来访的朋友想摘些花带回家,我会很高兴。我相信朋友捧着火红的玫瑰渐渐走远的背影,一定能点燃易感的情怀。
A close friend came for a visit the other day, I know her to be a lover of flowers and plants, and for that reason I told her at her departure that she should pick a bunch of roses to decorate her boudoir. I promised that the scent ofthe roses would be wafted far, far away.
有一天,一位非常要好的女友来探望我,我知道她平素最喜欢花花草草了,临别时我说,采一束玫瑰点缀你的闺房,保证十里飘香。
That girl friend of mine, tiptoeing into the garden in high spirits, sniffed here and smelt there, but in the end she didn't pick a single rose. I said there were so many of them tbat she could pick as many as she'd like to, I told her that I was not a florist and didn't make a living out of them. While saying so I raised the scissors for the sacrifice of the flowers, but she vehemently stopped me, crying no, no, no!
女友轻轻地跨进花园,东闻闻,西嗅嗅,神采飞扬,就是不肯采摘。我说没关系,多的是,并让她尽管采摘。我告诉她我又不是花店的老板,不会靠玫瑰赚钱的,说完我就举起剪刀准备献美。女友急忙拦住,高声叫着不可不可。
To cut such beautiful roses would hurt one, she said.With her hands clutching at my sleeves, she told me that by no means should they be cut. Roses are the smiling face of the earth, and who could be so iron hearted as to destroy a smile so exhilarating?
这么美丽的玫瑰剪下来,让人心疼,她说道。她紧抓住我的袖子叮咛道:千万不能剪啊,玫瑰是泥土的微笑,谁忍心杀戮美得醉人的微笑?
My mind was thoroughly boggled: the ugly earth, the humble earth,the plain earth-it is only because of the roses that it reveals an amazing and bright smile, and it is for the sake of that smile that it wins the care and pity of men.
我的灵魂悚然一惊,丑陋的泥土、卑微的泥土、朴素的泥土,因为玫瑰,它露出了惊艳一笑。因为这一笑,它让人爱惜非常。
Of late a friend of mine i_nvited me to appreciate a Tang Dynasty vase that he was fortunate enough to have bought at an auction. The vase, with its slim neck, plump body, and fine little flowers on a blue and white background, has a noble shape and a rich colouring, elegant, refined, proud, poised, and supercilious, an extreme embodiment of the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

近日,一个朋友在拍卖会上有幸购得一个花瓶,花瓶细颈大肚,碎花蓝白图案,看上去流光溢彩。从造型到色彩,整个如唐朝盛世的化身,雍容、华贵、高傲、悠闲,目空一切。

I was filled with wonder to think that while everyone present was talang great care not to cause the slightest damage to the Tang treasure, it was to me nothing but an object made of clay. It had only become a piece of classic art after being baked in a china kiln.

朋友邀请我们大家观赏。奇怪的是每一个参观者都小心谨慎,生怕碰坏这盛唐的宝贝。其实它不过是一撮泥土而已,在经过窑烧之后才千修百炼成瓷中经典。
Both the  exqusiteness of the boccaro teapots made in south China, and the shockingly beautiful sculptures by Clay Sculptor Zhang of Tianjin aren't they all smiles of the earth? They are such exquisite treasures that-even if they look ugly, humble, plain, or whatever-they no doubt deserve respect and veneration.
江南的紫砂壶玲珑剔透,天津泥人张的彩塑令人拍案叫绝,它们不都是泥土的微笑吗?它们弥足珍贵,即使曾丑陋,即使曾卑微,即使曾朴素,同样让人肃然起敬。
Now I understand that no one, however ordinary, should be condemned to anonymity, and that anyone who adds a dash of colour to life deserves our respect.
我懂得了,即使再平凡的人,也没有理由被埋没,只要努力活出色彩,一定会叫人刮目相看。