讲到人生,让俺想起来N年前,俺最后一个学位毕业时的写的毕业论文的前言。找出来分享一下。(别狗了,俺试过了,狗不到的

)如果今天重写这个前言,应该会写的不一样。
Standing in the universe and speculating its ends of infinities, I am convinced that the life span of a human being is so insignificant that there is no means of leaving a mark of any mass in such grand scale of space and time. The best for which I have been hoping is that after I depart from this world, there are
people in a small neighborhood of my temporal existence who would, during their afternoon tea break, chat about me in a somewhat positive tone. This has been the motivation behind this collection of pages.
Unfortunately, such a purpose might prove to exceed my capability. For instance, the following pages might turn out to merely exhibit the author’s narcissism and possess little value for the interest of mankind.
Nevertheless and contradictorily, what defines my life is not its final position or how
people comment on me, but its trajectory and
my own interpretation of it. Here I project a portion of this trajectory on an arbitrarily-defined dimension.
Let time judge its value.