在一片喧囂聲中，雨開始說話了：“你們這些愚蠢的顏色，彼此相互爭斗，每個人都想支配別人。你們難道就不知道每個人都是天造地設(shè)，都是獨(dú)一無二，彼此不同的嗎?攜起手來吧。”

　　Doing as they were told, the colors united and joined hands. The rain continued: "From now on, when it rains, each of you will stretch across the sky in a great bow of color as a reminder that you can all live in peace. The Rainbow is a sign of hope for tomorrow." And so, whenever a good rain washes the world, and a Rainbow appears in the sky, let us remember to appreciate one another.

　　顏色們按照著雨的話，團(tuán)結(jié)在一起，攜起手來。雨接著說：“從現(xiàn)在開始，每次下雨的時候你們都要變成一個巨大的彩色弓形橫跨天空，以證明你們能夠和平相處。彩虹就是未來希望的標(biāo)志。”所以，每當(dāng)大雨沖刷這個世界時，彩虹都會出現(xiàn)在天空，讓我們記住彼此要珍惜。

　　《愛是什么?》

　　What is Love? The eternal question we all carry around deep within our heart. Love is the eternal search. Love is eternal when we find it. But do we really ever find it ? When we define it do we negate it? When we set limits on what we believe to be love do we begin to destroy it by hoping to understand or own it for ourselves? We offer it through all of our relationship we vary our giving, often by what we hope to receive in return. But is this really love?

　　愛是什么?這是所有人心底一個永恒的問題。愛，是永恒的尋覓。愛一旦被找到，它也將變?yōu)橛篮?。但是我們真的找到過愛嗎?當(dāng)我們定義愛的同時，是否也在否定愛呢?在給我們所認(rèn)為的愛加種種限制的同時，我們試圖按自己的方式理解它，或想將其據(jù)為己有時，我們是否也在破壞它呢?我們將愛施與周圍的所有人，而如何給予是由期望的回報來決定的。但這是真正的愛

　　I recently overheard someone say in a conversation that there is no such thing as “ unconditional love .” I would have to agree, although for different reasons. Love within itself is unconditional. Anything else is only an attempt to love, a learning to get us nearer to the one true knowing of love. It may be honorable, well-intentioned, passionate and desiring, courageous and pure. It may be felt as temporary, but if lost easily it may not have been love at all. Love cannot be thwarted and often fall short of what we hope love will be. This is where we learn we are human.

　　最近，我無意間聽別人說，世上沒有所謂的“無條件的愛”。在此，我不得不表示同意這一論斷，盡管理由不盡相同，但愛本身確是無條件的。其他一切都僅僅是愛的一種嘗試，通過它們?nèi)ブ饾u地理解愛的真諦。愛可能是高貴善意的，是充滿熱情和渴望的，是勇敢和純潔的;愛是勢不可擋的，而且，常常達(dá)不到我們的期望值。由此我們可以透察人性。

　　Love has been experienced as a life of living poetry. Love has been experienced as being the very notes of song, uplifting and generous to the wanting ear. Love has been experienced as the final act of giving one’s life for another in battle. Love has been experienced as an endless passionate over flow of emotion in the arms of waiting lover.

　　愛的經(jīng)歷就像一首鮮活靈動的詩;愛的經(jīng)歷就像一個個美妙動聽的音符，讓企盼的雙耳得到振奮、滿足;愛的經(jīng)歷就像戰(zhàn)場上舍己救人的一幕;愛的經(jīng)歷就像賦予人新生的選擇;愛的經(jīng)歷就像依偎在期盼已久的愛人臂彎時所流露出的無盡愛意。

　　What do you do with the love granted to you each day? How many times do we deny its expression for others because we fear what our own expressions will bring? Are we not denying our creator every time we deny the expression of love?

　　你是怎樣對待每天給予你的愛的呢?有多少次由于害怕被拒絕，我們未能向他人表達(dá)愛意?在每次拒絕愛的表白之時，難道我們不是拒絕造物主的恩賜嗎?

　　Lost, empty, alone and searching. As individuals who have experienced separation or divorce, or even the loss of a loved one to death, the separation can be the most traumatic experience we live through. The heart-wrenching pain that seems to never really go away, the enormous waves that hit us daily, the times we hit the wall right after a strong and uplifting experience reminds us that we are learning. We are learning about strength, passion for our own life, about our own sincerity in our beliefs, about our loyalty to who we are, and certainly about our own genuineness. We search for that day when love will come again. We search everywhere, everyday, almost every hour.