She stands so tall and elegant a goddess in my eyes. The older I get it seems the more I realize how very wise and understanding she has always been. And now I understand that she has been my dearest friend.
She always gives and never asks to receive in return. And many times I thought the way I acted just might ruin tile bond we have created or the closeness that has grown，but she is always there for me I never am alone.
There are some times we’ve disagreed and I felt we would part， but always she was waiting for me with a loving heart，forgiving all my attitudes and loving me for me，looking way beyond the things that other people see.
Even when I make mistakes，I know that she will say，gone are yesterday‘s mistakes，this is a brand new day. No matter if I still rebel or her advice I spurn，she says experience is not the only way to learn.
When I am up and all is great she shares my happiness，but when my world comes crashing down she also shares in this. She always has a word to say about what I should do，but right or wrong she never says the dreaded，“I told you.”
I understand the force behind her love on Mother’s Day. Advice that she has given me has helped me find my way. I try with all my heart to love unselfishly like my mother. But on this day she needs to know how much I really love her.
妈妈的爱是雨伞，总在我需要的时候悄悄撑开。
参考翻译（佚名）
她如此美丽，她的爱发自肺腑。我该如何赞美这位特殊的女人呢？从哪里说起呢？她永远知道该说什么，知道我需要听什么。当我需要这位特殊的人时，她总会陪伴在我身边。
她永远知道如何安慰迷茫时的我；她善良并有同情心；她总是不惜一切代价地付出；她无私地让我分享她的爱，不求回报。我从她那里学到了怎样无私奉献自己的爱。
在我眼里，她是一位高贵典雅的女神。随着年龄的增长，我更强烈地意识到，她的爱总是充满智慧，她总是那么善解人意。现在，我明白了，她始终是我最亲密的朋友。
她总是奉献，不求回报。多少次，由我们创造的历久弥新的纽带，曾被我的所作所为毁坏。但她永远为我守候，我从未因此感到孤独。
我们偶尔会有分歧，我觉得我们会彼此疏远，但是，她总是全心全意地等我回头，原谅我所有不恭的态度，一如既往地爱我。她总是比其他人看得远。即使我犯了错，我知道她会说，昨天的过错已经过去，今天又是一个崭新的日子。不论我是否还要叛逆，或不顾她的忠告，她都会说经验不是学习的唯一途径。
当我意气风发、万事如意时，她会分享我的喜悦，但是，当我跌入谷底时，她也会分担我的愁苦。她总会对我的处境提出忠告，不论对错，她绝不说那句可怕的话--“我早就告诉过你了”。
值此母亲节，我更懂得她的爱背后的力量，她给我的忠告帮我找到了属于自己的方向，我努力像母亲那样，无私地去爱。但是，在这个日子里，我想让她知道，我真的很爱她。
Not Being Grateful Without Missing 莫等失去才珍惜All of us have read thrilling stories in which the hero had only a limited and specified time to live. Sometimes it was as long as a year； sometimes as short as twenty-four hours，but always we were interested in discovering just how the doomed man chose to spend his last days or his last hours. I speak，of course，of free men who have a choice，not condemned criminals whose sphere of activities is strictly delimited.
Such stories set up thinking，wondering what we should do under similar circumstances. What associations should we crowd into those last hours as mortal beings？ What happiness should we find in reviewing the past，what regrets？
Sometimes I have thought it would be an excellent rule to live each day as if we should die tomorrow. Such an attitude would emphasize sharply the values of life. We should live each day with gentleness， vigor，and keenness of appreciation which are often lost when time stretches before us in the constant panorama of more days and monthsand years to come. There are those，of course，who would adopt the epicurean motto of“Eat，drink，and be merry”，most people would be chastened by the certainty of impending death.
Most of us take life for granted. We know that one day we must die， but usually we picture that day as far as in the future，when we are in buoyant health，death is all but unimaginable. We seldom think of it. The days stretch out in an endless vista. So we go about our petty task，hardly aware of our listless attitude towards life.
The same lethargy，I am afraid，characterizes the use of our faculties and senses. Only the deaf appreciate hearing，only the blind realize the manifold blessings that lie in sight. Particularly dose this observation apply to those who have lost sight and hearing seldom make the fullest use of these blessed faculties. Their eyes and ears take in all sights and sound hazily，without concentration，and with little appreciation. It is the same old story of not being grateful without missing.
过错是暂时的遗憾，而错过则是永远的遗憾！当你觉得被世界遗弃的时候，不要忘记看看周围，因为就算全世界放弃了你，爱你的人、属于你的幸福也会永远围绕在你身边。
参考翻译（李定纹）
我们都读过惊险故事，里面的英雄只能在一段有限且特殊的时间内活着。有时可以长达一年，有时短如24小时，不过我们总感兴趣的是，这个注定的人会选择如何度过他所剩的几天或几个小时。我是说，当然了，有一个选择的自由人，并非指活动范围受到严格限定的犯人。
这样的故事让人们不停地思考，大家想知道我们处于这样类似的环境时应该如何应对。作为尘世间的芸芸众生，在最后的几个小时里，我们应该挤入什么样的社团呢？回顾过去，我们应该发现什么样的幸福、什么样的遗憾呢？
有时我认为，我们把生命中的每一天都当做最后一天来过，这或许是一条极好的准则，这种鲜明的态度强调了生命的价值。我们应该以和善的态度、充沛的精力和热忱的欣赏来度过每一天，而当岁月推移，这些往往是最常失去的东西。有一些人，当然了，会奉行享乐主义的观点，“吃喝玩乐”地去过日子，而大部分人都因不能摆脱即将到来的死亡而备受折磨。
我们大部分人把生活认为是理所当然的。我们知道有一天我们一定会死，但通常我们把那一天想象在很远的未来，当我们身体强壮的时候，死亡几乎是无法想象的。我们很少想它。日子以无边的远景不断推移。因此我们忙于琐碎的小事，几乎没有意识到我们对生活冷漠的态度。
同样的冷漠，我害怕会出现在我们运用我们的本能和感觉的时候。只有聋子会感激听觉，只有盲人才会意识到视觉的可贵。这些能力应用于那些失明的和失聪的人身上时，才能被充分发挥。他们的眼睛和耳朵朦胧地接受了所有的光线和声音，没有专注，也少有感激。还是那句老话，莫等失去才珍惜。
