It was New Year's night .An aged man was standing at a window. He raised his mournful eyes towards the deep blue sky, where the stars were floating like white lilies on the surface of a clear calm lake. When he cast them on the earth where few more hopeless people than himself now moved towards their certain goal-the tomb. He had already passed sixty of the age leading to it, and he had brought from his journey nothing but errors and remorse. Now his health was poor, his mind vacant, his heart sorrowful, and his old age short of comforts.
The days of his youth appeared like dream before him, and he recalled the serious moment when his father placed him at the entrances of the two roads One leading to a peaceful, sunny place covered with flowers, fruits and resounding with soft, sweet songs; the other leading to a deep dark cave which was endless, where poison flowed instead of water and where devils and poison snakes hissed and crawled.
He looked towards the sky and cried painfully,"0h youth, return! Oh, my father, place me once more at the entrance to life and I'II chose the better way! "But both his father and the days of his youth had passed away.
He saw the lights flowing away in the darkness, and these were the days of his wasted life; he saw a star fall from the sky and disappeared, and this was the symbol of himself .His remorse which was like a sharp arrow struck deeply into his heart. Then he remembered his friends in his childhood, which entered life together with him. But they had made their way to success and were now honored and happy on this New Year's night.
The clock in the high church tower struck and the sound made him remember his parents' early love for him. They had taught him and prayed to God for his good. But he chose the wrong way with shame and grief he dared no longer to look towards the heaven where his father lived. His darkened eyes were full of tears, and with a despairing effort. He burst out a cry:"Come back, my early days! Come back! "
And his youth did return for all this was only a dream which he had on New Year's night. He was still young though his faults were real. He had not yet entered the deep dark cave, and he was still free to walk on the road which leads to the peaceful and sunny land.
Those who still linger on the entrance of life hesitating to choose the bright road remember that when years are passed and your feet stumble on the dark mountains. You will cry bitterly, but in vain."0h youth return! Oh give me back my early days! "
1.mournful ['m??nf?l; -f(?)l] adj. 悲哀的
eg:He looked mournful, even near to tears.
2.vacant['ve?k(?)nt] adj. 茫然的
eg:She had a kind of vacant look on her face.
3.youth [ju?θ] n. 年轻
eg:In my youth my ambition had been to be an inventor.
4.burst [b??st] n.爆发 v. 突发;爆炸
eg:A dam burst and flooded their villages.
1.mourning ['m??n??] n. 哀痛
2.lovebird ['l?vb??d] n. [鸟] 多情鹦鹉;喻意：恋爱中的人
3.ointment ['??ntm(?)nt]n. 药膏;[药] 油膏
4.respective [r?'spekt?v] adj.各自的
5.diamond ['da??m?nd] n. 钻石
1 .Now his health was poor, his mind vacant, his heart sorrowful, and his old age short of comforts.
2. He saw the lights flowing away in the darkness, and these were the days of his wasted life; he saw a star fall from the sky and disappeared, and this was the symbol of himself.
3. Those who still linger on the entrance of life, hesitating to choose the bright road, remember that when years are passed and your feet stumble on the dark mountains, you will cry bitterly, but in vain.
英语点睛：Those who still..., hesitating to remember that...you will...在文章结尾处使用这种结构可起到总结概括和画龙点睛的作用。
1.Histories make men wise poets witty the mathematics subtle, natural philosophy deep; moral grav logic and rhetoric able to contend.
2.We saw the forests disappearing at an alarming rate: we saw water being wasted and polluted; we saw white plastics bags swirling in the wild wind.
3. Those who still waste life no doubt and fear. Fooling around here and there, remember that when the days of youth are passed. You will be too late to feel regretful.