【关于好奇的小学生议论作文】司法自然，格物连载在——哈佛的小作文中。

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古代欲望在世界上肯定是德国，想先统治那个国家，想统治那个国家的人，想先和那个家在一起；要想拥有家人，请先修理身体。想要改正身体的人，首先要改正心态。想要纠正那个心的人，首先要真诚地做那个意思。想真诚地表达其意思的人，首先要知道那个事实，然后把那个事实告诉格物。(谚)物格随后知，知，知，义，心正，心正，心正随后修身，修身，修家，合家，治国，治国，随后平天下。

-《礼记大学》

第三篇

paint this vase before you leave today，' my teacher directed as she placed foreign brushes and paints in my hands . I looked at her blankly Why wasthe sudden expectations made no sense。

今天你离开之前把这个花瓶画好。“老师说着，把神奇的画笔和颜料放到了我手里。我面无表情地看着她。彩色图表和技术书籍在哪里？为什么她的微笑如此坚定和鼓舞？突然的期待是不对的啊。

She smiled。don't worry，just paint . '

她笑了。“不要着急，画画就行了。”

In a daze，I assembled my supplies the way the older students did . I was scared . I knew everything but nothing . and even in those first bliss ful mome

茫然之中，我以模仿前辈的方式组装了我的用品。我害怕。我什么都不知道。即使在实验的第一个幸福时刻，我也知道我画的是错的。光的闪烁，扭曲的反射，一千个细节嘲笑我，拒绝融入玻璃。这个花瓶拼命说好话也没有生气。

As the draining hours of workwore on，I began wearing reckless holes in my mixing plate . it was my fourth hour here . why had I not received ed

随着工作时间的推移，我开始在调色板上无聊地打孔。这是我在这里的第四次，为什么我一个教都没有得到？

At the peak of my frustration，she finally reentered the studio，yawning with excruciating casualness . I felt my self snap .

我最郁闷的时候，她终于又进了工作室，正在忍受不了的任意和打哈欠，我有一种我快要崩溃的感觉。(大卫亚设)。

I barely know how to hold a brush，' I muttered almost aggressively，' how could I possibly have the technique to paint this？'

“我几乎不知道

道怎么去拿画笔，”我几乎是咄咄逼人地咕哝着，“我怎么可能有画这个的技巧呢？”

She looked at me with a shocked innocence that only heightened the feeling of abandonment. "What do you mean you don't have the technique?"

她用一种震惊的纯真看着我，而这只会加剧我被遗弃的感觉。“什么叫你没有技巧？”

It was as though she failed to realize I was a complete beginner.

就好像她没有意识到我完全是一个初学者一样。

And then suddenly she broke into a pitch of urgent obviousness: "What are you doing! Don't you see those details?? There's orange from the wall and light brown from the floor. There's even dark green from that paint box over there. You have to look at the whole picture," she stole a glance at my face of bewilderment, and, sighing, grabbed my paint,stained hand. "Listen, it's not in here," she implored, shaking my captive limb. "It's here." The intensity with which she looked into my eyes was overwhelming.

然后突然间，她的语气变得急切：“你在做什么！难道你没看到那些细节吗？墙上有橙色，地板上有浅棕色。而且那边那个油墨盒里还有深绿色，你必须要看到整个画面，”她偷偷看了我一脸困惑的脸，叹了口气，抓住了我沾满颜料的手。“听着，它不在这儿，”她恳求道，摇晃着我被俘虏的肢体。“它在这里。”她看着我眼睛的强度是压倒性的。

I returned the gaze emptily. Never had I been so confused…

我空洞地收回视线。我从来没有这么迷茫过……

But over the years I did begin to see. The shades of red and blue in gray concrete, the tints of Phthalo in summer skies, and winter’s Currelean. It was beautiful and illogical. Black was darker with green and red, and white was never white.

但多年来我确实开始看到过，灰色混凝土中的红色和蓝色阴影，夏季天空中的酞菁色调，以及冬季的淡蓝，这是美丽而不合逻辑的，黑色在绿色和红色中更深，而白色从来就不是白色。

I began to study animals. The proportions and fan brush techniques were certainly difficult, but they were the simple part. It was the strategic tints of light and bold color that created life. I would spend hours discovering the exact blue that would make a fish seem on the verge of tears and hours more shaping a deer’s ears to speak of serenity instead of danger.

我开始研究动物。比例和扇子刷技巧固然困难，但它们只是简单的部分。是深思熟虑后一笔的浅色的光和大胆的色彩创造了生命。我会花几个小时去寻找能让鱼看起来快要流泪的那种蓝色，花更多的时间来塑造鹿的耳朵让它看来宁静而不是危险。

In return for probing into previously ignored details, my canvas and paints opened the world. I began to appreciate the pink kiss of ever-evolving sunsets and the even suppression of melancholy. When my father came home from a business trip, it was no longer a matter of simple happiness, but of fatigue and gladness' underlying shades. The personalities who had once seemed so annoyingly arrogant now turned soft with their complexities of doubt and inspiration. Each mundane scene is as deep and varied as the paint needed to capture it.

作为探索以前被忽视的细节的回报，我的画布和颜料打开了世界。我开始欣赏不断演变的日落粉红色的吻和对无处不在忧郁的压制。当我父亲出差回家时，这不再是简单的快乐，而是疲劳和欢喜的都有的色调。那些曾经显得如此傲慢自大的人物，现在因疑虑和渴望的复杂性而变得柔和。每个平凡的场景都与捕捉它所需的油彩一样深沉和多变。

One day, I will learn to paint people. As I run faster into the heart of art and my love for politics and law, I will learn to see the faces behind each page of cold policy text, the amazing innovation sketched in the tattered Constitution, and the progressiveness living in oak-paneled courts.

总有一天，我将学会画人。当我更快地进入艺术的核心和我对政治和法律的热爱时，我将学会看到每一页冰冷的政策文本背后的面孔，破碎的宪法中勾勒出的了不起的创新，以及生活在橡木镶板法院中的进步.

It won’t be too far. I know that in a few years I will see a thousand more colors than I do today. Yet the most beautiful part about art is that there is no end. No matter how deep I penetrate its shimmering realms, the enigmatic caverns of wonder will stay.

不会太远。我知道几年后我会看到的颜色比今天多很多很多。然而，艺术最美丽的一部分就是它的永无止境。无论我如何深入它闪闪发光的领域，神秘好奇的洞穴永远在那儿。