学习啦【英语美文欣赏】 编辑：韦彦 发布时间：2016-09-28
The Joy of Living--生活的乐趣
Joy in living comes from having fine emotions，trusting them，giving them the freedom of a bird in the open. Joy in living can never be assumed as a pose，or put on from the outside a mask. People who have this joy don‘t need to talk about it，they radiate it. They just live out their joy and let it splash its sunlight into other lives as nature as a bird sings.
We can never get it from working for it directly. It comes，like happiness，to those who are aiming at something higher. It‘s a byproduct of great，simple living. The joy of living comes from what we put into our living，not from what we seek to get from it.
There once lived a lad who was deeply in love with a girl，but disliked by the girl‘s father，who didn’t want to see any further development of their love. The lad was eager to write to the girl，yet he was quite sure that the father would read it first. So he wrote such a letter to the girl：
My love for you I once expressed
no longer lasts，instead，my distaste for you
is growing with each passing day. Next time I see you，
I even won‘t like that look yours.
I‘ll do nothing but
look away from you. You can never expect I‘ll
marry you. The last chat we had
was so dull and dry that you shouldn‘t think it
made me eager to see you again.
If we get married，I firmly believe I‘ll
live a hard life，I can never
live happily with you，I‘ll devote myself
to you. No one else is more
harsh and selfish and least
solicitous and considerate than you.
I sincerely want to let you know
what I said is true. Please do me a favor by
ending our relations and refrain from
writing me a reply. Your letter is always full of
things which displease me. You have no
sincere care for me. So long!Please believe
I don‘t love you any longer. Don’t think
I still have a love of you!
Having read the letter，the father felt relieved and gave it to his daughter with a light heart.
The girl also felt quite pleased after she read it carefully，her lad still had a deep love for her.
Do you know why?In fact，she felt very sad when she read the letter for the first time. But she read it for a few more times and，at last，she found the key– only every other line should be read，that is the first line，the third，the fifth…and so on to the end.
Breaking the Silence
“How did you do it，Dad?How have you managed to not take a drink for almost 20 years?”It took me almost 20 years to have the courage to even ask my father this very personal question. When Dad first quit drinking，the whole family was on pins and needles every time he got into a situation that，in the past，would have started him drinking again. For a few years we were afraid to bring it up for fear the drinking would begin again.
“I had this little poem that I would recite to myself at least four to five times a day，”was Dad‘s reply to my 18-year-old unasked question.“The words were an instant relief and constant reminder to me that things were never so tough that I could not handle them，”Dad said. And then he shared the poem with me. The poem’s simple，yet profound words immediately became part of my daily routine as well.
About a month after this talk with my father，I received a gift in the mail from a friend of mine. It was a book of daily affirmations with one affirmation listed for each day of the year.
It has been my experience that when you get something with days of the year on it，you automatically turn to the page that lists your own birthday.
I hurriedly opened the book to November 10 to see what words of wisdom this book had in store for me. I did a double-take and tears of disbelief and appreciation rolled down my face. There，on my birthday，was the exact same poem that had helped my father for all these years!It is called the Serenity Prayer：