即使我们悲伤，我们依旧成长
心路独舞
Even as we grieve, we grow.
-- Amanda Gorman
For whilewe have our eyes on the future history has its eyes on us.
It’sbecause being American is more than a pride we inherit. It’s the past we stepinto and how we repair it.
A nationthat isn't broken just unfinished…… acountry that is bruised not broken……
There isalways light if we are brave enough to see it, brave enough to be it
But whiledemocracy can be periodically delayed，it can never bepermanently defeated.
That even as wegrieved, we grew （即使悲伤，我们依旧成长）
That even as we hurt,we hoped （即使被伤害，我们依旧充满希望）
That even as we tired,we tried （即使已经疲惫不堪，我们依旧不放弃努力）
The Hill We Climb
When day comes we askourselves,
where can we findlight in this never-ending shade?
The loss we carry,
a sea we must wade
We've braved the bellyof the beast
We've learned thatquiet isn't always peace
And the norms andnotions
of what just is
Isn't always just-ice
And yet the dawn isours
before we knew it
Somehow we do it
Somehow we'veweathered and witnessed
a nation that isn'tbroken
but simply unfinished
We the successors of acountry and a time
Where a skinny Blackgirl
descended from slavesand raised by a single mother
can dream of becomingpresident
only to find herselfreciting for one
And yes we are farfrom polished
far from pristine
but that doesn't meanwe are
striving to form aunion that is perfect
We are striving toforge a union with purpose
To compose a countrycommitted to all cultures, colors, characters and
conditions of man
And so we lift ourgazes not to what stands between us
but what stands beforeus
We close the dividebecause we know, to put our future first,
we must first put ourdifferences aside
We lay down our arms
so we can reach outour arms
to one another
We seek harm to noneand harmony for all
Let the globe, ifnothing else, say this is true:
That even as wegrieved, we grew
That even as we hurt,we hoped
That even as we tired,we tried
That we'll forever betied together, victorious
Not because we willnever again know defeat
but because we willnever again sow division
Scripture tells us toenvision
that everyone shallsit under their own vine and fig tree
And no one shall makethem afraid
If we're to live up toour own time
Then victory won't liein the blade
But in all the bridgeswe've made
That is the promise toglade
The hill we climb
If only we dare
It's because beingAmerican is more than a pride we inherit,
it's the past we stepinto
and how we repair it
We've seen a forcethat would shatter our nation
rather than share it
Would destroy ourcountry if it meant delaying democracy
And this effort verynearly succeeded
But while democracycan be periodically delayed
it can never bepermanently defeated
In this truth
in this faith we trust
For while we have oureyes on the future
history has its eyeson us
This is the era ofjust redemption
We feared at itsinception
We did not feelprepared to be the heirs
of such a terrifyinghour
but within it we foundthe power
to author a newchapter
To offer hope andlaughter to ourselves
So while once weasked,
how could we possiblyprevail over catastrophe?
Now we assert
How could catastrophepossibly prevail over us?
We will not march backto what was
but move to what shallbe
A country that isbruised but whole,
benevolent but bold,
fierce and free
We will not be turnedaround
or interrupted byintimidation
because we know ourinaction and inertia
will be theinheritance of the next generation
Our blunders becometheir burdens
But one thing iscertain:
If we merge mercy withmight,
and might with right,
then love becomes ourlegacy
and change ourchildren's birthright
So let us leave behinda country
better than the one wewere left with
Every breath from mybronze-pounded chest,
we will raise thiswounded world into a wondrous one
We will rise from thegold-limbed hills of the west,
we will rise from thewindswept northeast
where our forefathersfirst realized revolution
We will rise from thelake-rimmed cities of the midwestern states,
we will rise from thesunbaked south
We will rebuild,reconcile and recover
and every known nook ofour nation and
every corner calledour country,
our people diverse andbeautiful will emerge,
battered and beautiful
When day comes we stepout of the shade,
aflame and unafraid
The new dawn blooms aswe free it
For there is alwayslight,
if only we're braveenough to see it
If only we're braveenough to be it
我们攀登的山
当那一天来临，我们扪心自问，我们能在何处觅得光明，在这永不消失的阴影中？
我们承受的失去。我们必须涉过的海洋。
我们曾直面野兽之腹。
我们知悉沉默并非总是和平，所谓的规范和信念并非总是公正。
然而黎明属于我们，在我们意识到它之前。
我们设法为之奋斗。
我们以某种方式安然渡过，见证了一个国家，它没有破碎，仅仅只是未完成。
我们，一个国家和时代的继任者，在这里，一个干瘦的
黑人女孩，奴隶的后裔，被一位单亲妈妈抚养长大，她可以梦想成为总统，竟然发现自己在为总统朗诵。
是的，我们远非完美，也远非处于原始状态，但那不意味着我们力求组成一个完美的联盟。
我们力求结成一个有目标的联盟。
构建一个忠于人类所有文化，肤色，个性和处境的国家。
因此我们举目凝视，不是为了横亘你我之间的事物，而是为了我们面临的事物。
我们弥合分歧，因为我们知道，要把未来置于首位，我们必须首先抛开分歧。
我们放下双臂，这样我们就能伸出双臂，向着彼此。
我们不伤害任何人，只寻求和谐共处。
如果没有别的，就让整个世界，说这是真的。
即使悲伤，我们依旧成长。
即使受到伤害，我们依旧充满希望。
即使已经疲惫不堪，我们依然不会放弃努力。
我们将永远紧密相连，获得胜利。
不是因为我们再也不会失败，而是因为我们再也不会制造对立。
《圣经》告诉我们去展望，每个人都将坐在自己的葡萄藤和无花果树下，不再有人使他们恐惧。
如果我们都不负光阴，那么胜利就不会躺在刀刃中，而是在所有我们建筑的桥梁中。
那就是对林中空地，对我们攀登的山的承诺，只要我们敢于去做。
因为成为美国人不仅意味着我们继承的自豪。
更意味着我们曾踏入的过往，以及我们该如何修复它。
我们看到一种会使我们的国家破碎，而非分担的力量。
倘若它想推迟民主，它就摧毁我们的国家
这种企图几乎成功。
但即使民主可以偶尔被推迟，它无法被永远打败。
我们信赖这样的事实，这样的信仰，因为当我们放眼未来，历史也在注视我们。
这是救赎的时代。
我们恐惧它的开端。
我们没有准备好去继承这样一个可怕的时刻。
但我们在其中找到力量去书写新的篇章，给自己带来希望和笑声。
所以，一旦有人问，我们怎可能战胜灾难？现在我们肯定，灾难怎可能战胜我们？
我们不会再返回曾经，而将迈向未来：一个受伤但完整，仁慈但勇敢，激情而自由的国家。
我们不会被恐吓，调转方向或打断，因为我们知道我们的无作为或保守将会成为下一代人的遗产。我们愚蠢的错误会成为他们的负担。
但有一件事确定无疑。
如果我们将仁慈与可能融合，将可能与正义融合，那么爱会成为我们的遗产，改变我们的孩子们与生俱来的权利。
那么让我们留下一个更好的国家，相比于被留给我们的那个国家。
我青铜敲击的胸膛呼出的每一缕呼吸，我们会使这个受伤的世界变成一个美丽的世界。
我们将从西方那些金色山丘站起来。
我们将从大风侵袭的东北部站起来，在那里我们的祖先最先实现了革命。
我们将从中西部各州的湖畔城市站起来。
我们将从太阳炙烤的南方站起来。
我们将重建、调和和恢复。
我们国家所有能找到的角落以及所有称为国家的角落，我们丰富多彩和美丽的人民将会出现，千疮百孔却美丽。
当那一天来临，我们走出阴影，激动不已，无所畏惧。
我们释放新的黎明，它绽放。
因为那里总有光，只要我们足够勇敢去看它。
只要我们足够勇敢去成为它。