危情時刻

A man walking in the night slipped from a rock. Afraid that he would fall down thousands of feet, because he knew that place was a very deep valley, he took hold of a branch that was hanging over the rock. In the night all he couls see was a bottomless abyss. He shouted, his own shout reflected back--there was nobody to hear.

You can imagine that man and his whole night of scare. Every moment there was death, his hands were becoming cold, he was losing his grip...... and as the sun came out he looked down and he laughed. There was no abyss. Just six inches down there was a rock. He could have rested the whole night, slept well---the rock was big enough---but the whole night was a nightmare.

Fear is only six inches deep. Now it is up to you whether you want to go on cling to the branch and turn your life into a nightmare, or whether you would love to leave the branch and stand on your feet.

There is nothing to fear.

一個人在趕夜路時，突然從巖石上跌了下去，嚇得他趕緊抓住了巖石上的樹枝，因為他知道這一帶有個深谷，一不小心就會跌入上千英尺的深淵。一晚上，他唯一能看到的就是深不見底的峽谷。他大呼救命，但只聽到了自己的回音---沒有人能聽到他呼救。

你可以想象一下他的處境和整晚的恐懼。死神隨時都可能降臨。他的手開始發(fā)涼，漸漸地抓不住了...當(dāng)太陽升起的時候，他朝下看了看，笑了。下面壓根就沒有什么深淵。在他下方六英尺的地方有一塊大石頭。巖石那么大，他本可以在那兒休息一個晚上，美美的睡上一覺，但昨晚他卻在夢魘中度過。

恐懼只是六英尺的距離而已。接下來，到了你做決定的時候了：你是想要繼續(xù)抓著樹枝過夢魘一般的生活，還是更喜歡把手從樹枝上松開，雙腳著地？

真的沒有什么好害怕的。