要成就人生，
It is not growing like a tree
不必如巨树，木秀于林；
In bulk doth make man better be;
不必如橡树，经年不倒，
Or standing long an oak, three hundred year,
亦难逃枯朽之命；
To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere:
五月之百合，
A lily of a day
绽放一日，便有万种风情；
Is fairer far in may,
纵然是夜凋零，
Although it fall and die that night—
却是光华的落英；
It was the plant and flower of light.
于细微处领略美丽，
In small proportions we just beauties see;
于残缺处完满生命。
And in short measures life may perfect be.