I will live this day as if it is my last.

假如今天是我生命中的最后一天。

And what shall I do with this last precious day which remains in my keeping? First, I will seal up its container of life so that not one drop spills itself upon the sand. I will waste not a moment mourning yesterday’s misfortunes, yesterday’s defeats, yesterday's aches of the heart, for why should I throw good after bad?

我要如何利用這最后、最寶貴的一天呢？首先，我要把一天的時(shí)間珍藏好，不讓一分一秒的時(shí)間滴漏。我不為昨日的不幸嘆息，過(guò)去的已夠不幸，不要再賠上今日的運(yùn)道。

Can sand flow upward in the hour glass? Will the sun rise where it sets and set where it rises? Can I relive the errors of yesterday and right them? Can I call back yesterday's wounds and make them whole? Can I become younger than yesterday? Can I take back the evil that was spoken, the blows that were struck, the pain that was caused? No. Yesterday is buried forever and I will think of it no more.

時(shí)光會(huì)倒流嗎？太陽(yáng)會(huì)西升東落嗎?我可以糾正昨天的錯(cuò)誤嗎？我能扶平昨日的創(chuàng)傷嗎？我能比昨天年輕嗎？一句出口的惡言，一記揮出的拳頭，一切造成的傷痛，能收回嗎？

不能！過(guò)去的永遠(yuǎn)過(guò)去了，我不再去想它。