翻看歷史時,總看到一些人願意為一些似乎遙不可及的理想而奮鬥.
也許是為了民族自主或信仰,也許是為了民主自由人權法治.
他們明知自己未必可以看到理想的達成,未必看到太陽的升起,也明白他們會失去他們的前途甚至生命.那怕他們最終會是無名的.
但他們還是依著信念前進,以自身的毀滅推動著歷史巨輪,以自身微小的力量擔當著人類的前途.
到底這勇氣從何而來?
到底是什麼力量令他們對自己深信不疑?
也許就是"知其不可而為"的信念.
令他們"to dream the impossibe dream
to reach the unreachable star"
當我對一切失去信心時想起這些,會心微笑了,堅定了,自己也重新有力氣了.
很唐吉訶德.
The Impossible dream
from [ Man of la Mancha ]
To deam,the impossible dream.
To fight,an unbeatable foe.
To bear with unbearable sorrow.
To run where the brave dare not go.
To right,the unrightable wrong.
To be ,better far than you are.
To try, when your arms are too weary.
To reach the unreachable star.
This is my quest,
To follow that star,
No metter how hopeless.
No metter how far.
To be willing to give,
When there's no more to give ,
To be willing to die,
So that honer and justice meaning.
And I know,if I only be true ,
To this grorious quest.
That my heart will lay peacefull and calm,
When I laid to my rest.
And the world will be better by far,
But just one scorned and covered with scars.
Still strove with the last ounce of courage.
To reach, the unreachable star.
