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20 世纪初塞缪尔·厄尔曼写的这篇不足500 字的短文《青春》一直为世人倾倒，过了
Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy
cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the
imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep
springs of life.
Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over
timidity of the appetite, for adventure over the love of ease. This often
exists in a man of sixty more than a boy of twenty. Nobody grows old
merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals.
Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the
soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to
Whether sixty or sixteen, there is in every being’s heart the lure of
wonder, the unfailing child-like appetite of what’s next。