日子川流不息。我起床，写作，吃饭，散步，睡觉。在日常的起居中，我不怀疑有一个我存在着。这个我有名有姓，有过去的生活经历，现在的生活圈子。我忆起一些往事，知道那是我的往事。我怀着一些期待，相信那是我的期待。尽管我对我的出生毫无印象，对我的死亡无法预知，但我明白这个我在时间上有始有终，轮廓是清楚的。
As days elapse in an endless stream, I get up, write, eat, walk and sleep. In my daily life, I do not doubt there is a self with its name, past living experiences and present living circles. Recalling some bygones, I know they are mine. Harboring some expectations, I know they are mine. Even without the impression of my birth or the prediction of my death, I know this self has a start as well as an end in the time with a clear outline. |
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