荷塘月色The Lotus Pool By Moonlight
The last few days have found me very restless. This eve ning as I sat in the yard to enjoy the cool, it struck me how differe nt the l otus pool I pass every day must look under a full moon. The moon was sailing higher and higher up the heave ns, the sound of childish laughter had died away from the lane beyond our wall, and my wife was in the house p att ing Juner and hummi ng a lullaby to him. I quietly sli pped on a long gow n, and walked out leav ing the door on the latch.
这几天心里颇不宁静。今晚在院子里坐着乘凉，忽然想起日日走过的荷塘，在这满月的光里，总该另有一番样子吧。月亮渐渐地升高了, 墙外马路上孩子们的欢笑，已经听不见了；妻在屋里拍着闰儿，迷迷糊糊地哼着眠歌。我悄悄地披了大衫，带上门出去。
A cin der - p ath winds along by the side of the po ol. It is off the beate n track and few pass this way even by day, so at night it is still more quiet. Trees grow thick and bosky all around the pool, with willows and other trees I cannot n ame by the p ath. On n ights whe n there is no moon the track is almost terrifyingly dark, but tonight it was quite clear, though the moon light was pale.
沿着荷塘，是一条曲折的小煤屑路。这是一条幽僻的路；白天也少人
走，夜晚更加寂寞。荷塘四面，长着许多树，蓊蓊郁郁的。路的一旁, 是些杨柳，和一些不知道名字的树。没有月光的晚上，这路上阴森森的，有些怕人。今晚却很好，虽然月光也还是淡淡的。
Strolling alone down the path, hands behind my back, I felt as if the whole earth and sky were mine and I had stepped outside my usual self into ano ther world. I
like both exciteme nt and still ness, und er the full moon, I could thi nk of whatever I pl eased or of no thi ng at all, and that gave me a sense of freedom. All daytime duties could be disregarded. That was the adva ntage of solitude: I could savour to the full that expanse of fragra nt lotus and the moon light.
路上只我一个人，背着手踱着。这一片天地好像是我的；我也像超出了平常
的自己，到了另一世界里。我爱热闹，也爱冷静；爱群居，也爱独处。像今晚上，一个人在这苍茫的月下，什么都可以想，什么都可以不想，便觉是个自由的人。白天里一定要做的事，一定要说的话, 现在都可不理。这是独处的妙处，我且受用这无边的荷香月色好了。
As far as eye could see, the pool with its winding margin was covered with trim leaves, which rose high out of the water like the flared skirts of dancing girls. And starring these tiers of leaves were white lotus flowers, alluringly open or bashfully in bud, like glimmering pearls, stars in an azure sky, or beauties fresh from the bath. The breeze carried p ast gusts of fragra nee, like the stra ins of a song fain tly heard from a far-off tower. And leaves and blossoms trembled slightly, while in a flash the see nt was carried away. As the closely serried leaves bent, a tide of opaque emerald could be glimpsed. That was the softly
running water ben eath, hidde n from sight, its colour inv isibi e, though the leaves looked more graceful tha n ever.
曲曲折折的荷塘上面，弥望的是田田的叶子。叶子出水很高，像亭亭的舞女的裙。层层的叶子中间，零星地点缀着些白花，有袅娜地开着的，有羞涩地打着朵儿的；正如一粒粒的明珠，又如碧天里的星星, 又如刚出浴的美人。微风过处，送来缕缕清香，仿佛远处高楼上渺茫的歌声似的。这时候叶子与花也有一丝的颤动，像闪电般，霎时传过荷塘的那边去了。叶子本是肩并肩密密地挨着，这便宛然有了一道凝碧的波痕。叶子底下是脉脉的流水，遮住了，不能见一些颜色；而叶子却更见风致了。
Moon light cascaded like water over the l otus leaves and flowers, and a light blue mist floati ng up from the pool made them seem washed in milk or caught in a gauzy dream. Though the moon was full, a film of p ale clouds in the sky would not allow its rays to shine through brightly;
but I felt this was all to the good - though refreshing sleep is in dis pen sable, short naps have a charm all their own. As the moon shone from behi nd them, the dense trees on the hills threw checkered shadows, dark forms loomed like devils, and the sparse, graceful shadows of willows seemed pain ted on the l otus leaves. The moo niight on the pool was not uniform, but light and shadow made up a harm onious rhythm like a beautiful tune p layed on a violi n.
月光如流水一般，静静地泻在这一片叶子和花上。薄薄的青雾浮起在荷塘里。叶子和花仿佛在牛乳中洗过一样；又像笼着轻纱的梦。虽然是满月，天上却有一层淡淡的云，所以不能朗照；但我以为这恰是到了好处一一酣眠固不可少，小睡也别有风味的。月光是隔了树照过来的，高处丛生的灌木，落下参差的斑驳的黑影，峭楞楞如鬼一般；弯弯的杨柳的稀疏的倩影，却又像是画在荷叶上。塘中的月色并不均匀;
但光与影有着和谐的旋律，如梵婀玲上奏着的名曲。
Far and n ear, high and low around the pool were trees, most of them willows. These trees had the p ool en tirely hemmed in, the on ly small clearings left being those by the path, apparently intended for the moon. All the trees were somber as dense smoke, but among them you could make out the luxuriant will ows, while faintly above the tree-t ops loomed dista nt hills - their gen eral outl ine only. And betwee n the trees appeared one or two street lamps, listless as the eyes of some one drowsy. The liveliest sounds at this hour were the cicadas chirruping on the trees and the frogs croaking in the pool; but this ani mati on was theirs alon e, I had no part in it.
荷塘的四面，远远近近，咼咼低低都是树，而杨柳最多。这些树将一一片荷塘重重围住；只在小路一旁，漏着几段空隙，像是特为月光留下的。树色一例是阴阴的，乍看像一团烟雾；但杨柳的丰姿，便在烟雾里也辨得出。树梢上隐隐约约的是一带远山，只有些大意罢了。树缝里也漏着一两点路灯光，没精打采的，是渴睡人的眼。这时候最热闹的，要数树上的蝉声与水里的蛙声；但热闹是它们的，我什么也没有。
The n lotus-gatheri ng flashed into my mi nd. This was an old custom south of the Yan gtse, which apparen tly origi nated very early and was most popu lar in the p eriod of the Six Kingd oms,* as we see from the songs of the time. The lotus were p icked by girls in small boats, who sang haun ti ng songs as they p added. They turned out in force, we may be sure, and there were sp ectators too, for that was a cheerful festival and a romantic one. We have a good account of it in a poem by
Emp eror Yuan of the Lia ng dyn asty called Lotus Gatherers:
忽然想起米莲的事情来了。米莲是江南的旧俗，似乎很早就有，而六朝时为
盛；从诗歌里可以约略知道。采莲的是少年的女子，她们是荡
着小船，唱着艳歌去的。采莲人不用说很多，还有看采莲的人。那是一个热闹的季节，也是一个风流的季节。梁元帝《采莲赋》里说得好:
Deft boys and p retty girls
Reach an un cbrsta nding while boat ing;
Their p rows veer slowly,
But the winecups p ass quickly;
Their oars are entan gled,
As they cut through the duckweed,
And girls with sle nder waists
Turn to gaze beh ind them.
Now spring and summer meet,
Leaves are ten der, flowers fresh;
With smil es they protect their silks,
Drawi ng in their skirts, afraid lest the boat up set.
于是妖童媛女, 荡舟心许;
鷁首徐回, 兼传羽杯;
權将移而藻挂, 船欲动而萍开。
尔其纤腰束素, 迁延顾步;
夏始春余, 叶嫩花初, 恐沾裳而浅笑, 畏倾船而敛裾。
There we have a picture of these merry excursions. This must have bee n a delightful eve nt, and it is a great pity we cannot enjoy it today.
可见当时嬉游的光景了。这真是有趣的事，可惜我们现在早已无福消受了。
I also remember some lines from the poem West Islet:
于是又记起《西洲曲》里的句子:
Whe n they gather lotus at Nantang in autu mn
The lotus blooms are higher tha n their heads;
They sto op to p ick lotus seeds,
Seeds as tra nsluce nt as water.
采莲南塘秋，莲花过人头；低头弄莲子，莲子清如水。
If any girls were here now to p ick the l otus, the flowers would reach above their heads too -- ah, ripp li ng shadows alone are not eno ugh! I was feeli ng quite homesick for the south, whe n I sudde niy I ooked up to discover I had reached my own door. Pushing it softly open and tip toe ing in, I found all quiet in side, and my wife fast aslee p.
今晚若有采莲人，这儿的莲花也算得过人头”了；只不见一些流水的
影子，是不行的。这令我到底惦着江南了。这样想着，猛一抬头, 不觉已是自己的门前；轻轻地推门进去，什么声息也没有，妻已睡熟好久了。
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>01 The Language of Music A painter hangs his or her finished picture on a wall, and everyone can see it. A composer writes a work, but no one can hear it until it is performed. Professional singers and players have great responsibilities, for the composer is utterly dependent on them. A student of music needs as long and as arduous a training to become a performer as a medical student needs to become a doctor. Most training is concerned with technique, for musicians have to have the muscular proficiency of an athlete or a ballet dancer. Singers practice breathing every day, as their vocal chords would be inadequate without controlled muscular support. String players practice moving the fingers of the left hand up and down, while drawing the bow to and fro with the right arm -- two entirely different movements. Singers and instrumentalists have to be able to get every note perfectly in tune. Pianists are spared this particular anxiety, for the notes are already there, waiting for them, and it is the piano tuner's responsibility to tune the instrument for them. But they have their own difficulties: the hammers that hit the strings have to be coaxed not to sound like percussion, and each overlapping tone has to sound clear. This problem of getting clear texture is one that confronts student conductors: they have to learn to know every note of the music and how it should sound, and they have to aim at controlling these sounds with fanatical but selfless authority. Technique is of no use unless it is combined with musical knowledge and understanding. Great artists are those who are so thoroughly at home in the language of music that they can enjoy performing works written in any century. 01 音乐的语言 画家将已完成的作品挂在墙上，每个人都可以观赏到。作曲家写完了一部作品，得由演奏者将其演奏出来，其他人才能得以欣赏。因为作曲家是如此完全地依赖于职业歌手和职业演奏者，所以职业歌手和职业演奏者肩上的担子可谓不轻。一名学音乐的学生要想成为一名演奏者，需要经受长期的、严格的训练，就象一名医科的学生要成为一名医生一样。绝大多数的训练是技巧性的。音乐家们控制肌肉的熟练程度，必须达到与运动员或巴蕾舞演员相当的水平。歌手们每天都练习吊嗓子，因为如果不能有效地控制肌肉的话，他们的声带将不能满足演唱的要求。弦乐器的演奏者练习的则是在左手的手指上下滑动的同时，用右手前后拉动琴弓--两个截然不同的动作。歌手和乐器演奏者必须使所有的音符完全相同协调。钢琴家们则不用操这份心，因为每个音符都已在那里等待着他们了。给钢琴调音是调音师的职责。但调音师们也有他们的难处：他们必须耐心地调理敲击琴弦的音锤，不能让音锤发出的声音象是打击乐器，而且每个交叠的音都必
Sun smile 阳光般的微笑 The sun shone brightly on the ground in front of her feet as she pondered the reality of light. 太阳光芒四射地照耀这她脚前这片大地。她在沉思，思考着阳光是怎么一回事: How did light get here? Who made it and why? 它是怎么来到这儿的?谁让它来的?来做什么? She instinctively stepped into the sun spot and instantly felt warmer, brighter, and fuller of life and energy. 她下意识地踏进阳光里，整个人立刻觉得暖和，清醒起来，浑身充满了生机和活力。 The sun wrapped her in comfort and stability for, if nothing else,she could always count on the sun waking her up most mornings. 阳光笼罩着她，她感到很舒服很踏实，如果没有其他事情，大多数早晨，她都会让阳光叫她起床。
Its predictable radiance felt like the mother she never had as her childhood was characterized more so by pain and heartache than comfort and love. 太阳那如期而至的光芒就像妈妈一样，虽然她从来就没有感受过母爱，她的童年记忆里满是痛苦和伤心，而不是关怀和爱。 She stepped out of the sunlight and felt that all-too-familiar anxious pang in the pit of her stomach as she remembered how horrible it was to live in her childhood home. 她从阳光里走出来，一阵再熟悉不过的恼人的悲痛袭击了她的胸口，让她回忆起童年时的可怕生活。 Memories flooded her mind as she unsuccessfully tried to block them out by thinking good thoughts. 她努力朝好的方面想，希望能抵挡住如洪水般泛滥的痛苦回忆，但是无济于事。 Oh how she wished she could curl up in the middle of the sun and allow its love to encase her for all eternity. 她是多么希望可以蜷缩在温暖的阳光里，让太阳的爱包裹着她直到永远。 But, no, she was stuck here on earth with those who didn't feel the sun's rays the same way she did,who didn't feel deeply connected to this amazing source of life. 然而，这是不可能的。她只能在这儿，和其他人一起。其他人不像她一样渴望阳光，也不曾觉得自己与这神奇的生命之源有什么紧密联系。 All she could do was stand in the sun on occasion and shut out the rest of the world for a little while. 她唯一能做的就是偶尔站在阳光里，和阳光以外的世界短暂地隔离。 Maybe if she stood here long enough they would cease to exist. 她想也许只要一直站在阳光里，外面的世界也就不复存在了。
谈一场恋爱就像读一本新书 Starting a new book is a risk, just like falling in love. You have to commit to it. You open the pages knowing a little bit about it maybe, from the back or from a blurb on the front. But who knows, right? Those bits and pieces aren’t always right. 读一本新书恰似坠入爱河，是场冒险。你得全身心投入进去。翻开书页之时，从序言简介直至封底你或许都知之甚少。但谁又不是呢？字里行间的只言片语亦不总是正确。 Sometimes people advertise themselves as one thing and then when you get deep into it you realize that they’re something completely different. Either there was some good marketing attached to a terrible book, or the story was only explained in a superficial way and once you reach the middle of the book, you realize there’s so much more to this book than anyone could have ever told you. 有时候你会发现，人们自我推销时是一种形象，等你再深入了解后，他们又完全是另一种模样了。有时拙作却配有出色的市场推销，故事的叙述却流于表面，阅读过半后，你方才发觉：这本书真是出乎意料地妙不可言，这种感受只要靠自己去感悟！ You start off slow. The story is beginning to unfold. You’re unsure. It’s a big commitment lugging this tome around. Maybe this book won’t be that great but you’ll feel guilty about putting it down. Maybe it’ll be so awful you’ll keep hate-reading or just set it down immediately and never pick it up again. Or maybe you’ll come back to it some night, drunk or lonely — needing something to fill the time, but it won’t be any better than it was when you first started reading it. 你慢慢翻页，故事开始缓慢展开，而你却依旧心存犹疑。阅读这样的巨著需要百分之百的投入。或许它并不是你想象中的伟大的作品，奈何半途弃读会使你觉得不安。又或许，故事真的很烂，你要么咬牙苦读下去，要么立刻放弃束之高阁。抑或某个酒醉或孤寂的夜晚，你又重新捡起这本书来——但只为打发时光。不管怎样，它并没有比你初次阅读时好多少。
英语美文欣赏 第一篇：A Grain of Sand 一粒沙子William Blake/威廉.布莱克To see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild fllower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour. 从一粒沙子看到一个世界，从一朵野花看到一个天堂，把握在你手心里的就是无限，永恒也就消融于一个时辰。 第二篇：Love Your Life 热爱生活Henry David Thoreau/享利.大卫.梭罗However mean your life is,meet it and live it ;do not shun it and call it hard names.It is not so bad as you are.It looks poorest when you are richest.The fault-finder will find faults in paradise.Love your life,poor as it is.You may perhaps have some pleasant,thrilling,glorious hourss,even in a poor-house.The setting sun is reflected from the windows of the alms-house as brightly as from the rich man's abode;the snow melts before its door as early in the spring.I do not see but a quiet mind may live as contentedly there,and have as cheering thoughts,as in a palace.The town's poor seem to me often to live the most independent lives of any.May be they are simply great enough to receive without misgiving.Most think that they are above being supported by the town;but it often happens that they are not above supporting themselves by dishonest means.which should be more disreputable.Cultivate poverty like a garden herb,like sage.Do not trouble yourself much to get new things,whether clothes or friends,Turn the old,return to them.Things do not change;we change.Sell your clothes and keep your thoughts. 不论你的生活如何卑贱，你要面对它生活，不要躲避它，更别用恶言咒骂它。它不像你那样坏。你最富有的时候，倒是看似最穷。爱找缺点的人就是到天堂里也能找到缺点。你要爱你的生活，尽管它贫穷。甚至在一个济贫院里，你也还有愉快、高兴、光荣的时候。夕阳反射在济贫院的窗上，像身在富户人家窗上一样光亮；在那门前，积雪同在早春融化。我只看到，一个从容的人，在哪里也像在皇宫中一样，生活得心满意足而富有愉快的思想。城镇中的穷人，我看，倒往往是过着最独立不羁的生活。也许因为他们很伟大，所以受之无愧。大多数人以为他们是超然的，不
人生价值,活得精彩,要有理想: 生命可以归结为一种简单的选择:要么忙于生存,要么赶着去死。 活着不就是为活着而活着,生命就是一个过程,这个过程美好而又绚丽多彩。春天观察小草发出嫩绿的芽,很就是开心;夏天闻着君子兰飘来的淡淡清香,很就是悠哉;秋天体会丰收的喜悦,很就是知足;冬天瞧着“千里冰封,万里雪飘”很就是壮观。但这都不就是让我活着更好的理由。 苏联作家奥斯特洛夫斯基在小说《钢铁就是怎样炼成》当中写到:“人的一生应当这样度过:当回忆往事的时候,她不会因为虚度年华而悔恨,也不会因为碌碌无为而羞愧;在临死的时候,她能够说:我的整个生命与全部精力,都已经献给了世界上最壮丽的事业——为人类的解放而斗争。” 人活着就就是要做点什么,给世界留下一份美丽。岳飞留下了“待从头,收拾旧山河”的忠心,文天祥留下了“留取丹心在汉青”的志向,于谦发出了“粉骨碎身浑不怕,要留清白在人间”的呐喊。她们的人生都就是有意义的。生与死对她们来说已经不重要了。 人生的旅途也许有恶风险浪,沟沟坎坎,生命若活得浑浑噩噩,就像行尸走兽,大家要摒弃这种毫无意义的生活。要无论何时何地不忘自己的责任,不丢掉理想的追求,沿着自己的目标,活得光明磊落,扬起出征的风帆用有限的生命去做有价值的事,这才会使生命绽放光彩！生命如花,就让自己的生命花开时就是美好的,落时也就是美好的吧！把生命的花瓣,一瓣一瓣撒在人生的旅途上…… 为了人类自己,为了共同的社会,为了整个地球,让生命活得更有价值、更精彩,并让它飘出幽香吧！ 英雄的赞歌,骨气,意气 在长达几千年的中国历史上,涌现出无数的英雄。她们或守疆卫土,或敌御强敌,或驱逐外寇,或与腐败王朝殊死斗争,留下了伟大的英雄浩气,谱出了不朽的壮歌。这些满含英雄豪气的千古壮歌,如川江奔泻,如山峰屹立,感召着后人的壮志,鼓舞着后人们去拼搏,去创造更加辉煌的未来。这就是中华伟大民族精神的体现,更就是中华民族的本质。 骨气就就是孟子“富贵不能淫,贫贱不能移”的忠贞不渝。骨气就就是李白“安能摧眉折腰事权贵,使我不得开心颜”的傲岸不羁。骨气就就是于谦“粉身碎骨浑不怕,要留青白在人间”的刚强不屈。骨气就就是叶挺“人的身躯怎能从狗的洞子爬出”的凛然不惧。 宝剑锋从磨砺出,梅花香从苦寒来”这个人从不怕苦,吃得苦中苦,方为人上人。“黄师北定中原日,家祭无忘告乃翁”“醉里挑灯瞧剑”中国人不缺有志爱国志士,团结刻苦,永不认输。“山不在高,有仙则名;水不在深,有龙则灵。斯就是陋室,惟吾德馨。”文人骚客自古便有折她们的高风亮节,德馨就是她们的准则……“吾爱吾师,但更爱真理”中国人一直都不比遥远的西方国家笨,同样的时间,我们用我们专属的语言陈述着一样的真理！中国人我们用我们最精炼,优美的语句抒发着我们的对祖国的回报！ 智慧的结晶除了四大发明,怎么少得了儒家思想！孔子用她的儒教化了“人”何以为“人”。令世界知晓人非蛮夷,人需懂礼,品德行性的重要！韩国不就就是先借鉴了不？她将“礼”学习了,发展了,成了礼仪之国。别人的借鉴无疑就是对此的肯定！新加坡,一个小到只有我们的十万分之一的国家,她用从我们那学去的“礼”建立了一个家喻户晓的国家,即使她并没有辽阔的土地……而汉语在世界的各个角落正在发展,“全世界的在说中国话,孔夫子的话,越来越国际化……”我们就这样一路领先的用我们深厚的文化底蕴影响着世界……“三人行必有我师焉”“已所不欲,勿施于人”“有朋自远方来,不亦说乎”…… 善良
英语美文欣赏64 勇敢面对自己内心的敌人 We are not born with courage, but neither are we born with fear. Maybe some of our fears are brought on by your own experiences, by what someone has told you, by what you've read in the papers. Some fears are valid, like walking alone in a bad part of town at two o'clock in the morning. But once you learn to avoid that situation, you won't need to live in fear of it. 我们的勇气并不是与生俱来的，我们的恐惧也不是。也许有些恐惧来自你 的亲身经历，别人告诉你的故事，或你在报纸上读到的东西。有些恐惧可以理解，例如在凌晨两点独自走在城里不安全的地段。但是一旦你学会避免那种情 况，你就不必生活在恐惧之中。 Fears, even the most basic ones, can totally destroy our ambitions. Fear can destroy fortunes. Fear can destroy relationships. Fear, if left unchecked, can destroy our lives. Fear is one of the many enemies lurking inside us. 恐惧，哪怕是最基本的恐惧，也可能彻底粉碎我们的抱负。恐惧可能摧毁 财富，也可能摧毁一段感情。如果不加以控制，恐惧还可能摧毁我们的生活。 恐惧是潜伏于我们内心的众多敌人之一。 Let me tell you about five of the other enemies we face from within. The first enemy that you've got to destroy before it destroys you is indifference. What a tragic disease this is! "Ho-hum, let it slide. I'll just drift along." Here's one problem with drifting: you can't drift your way to the top of the mountain. 让我来告诉你我们面临的其他五个内在敌人。第一个你要在它袭击你之前 将其击败的敌人是冷漠。打着哈欠说："随它去吧，我就随波逐流吧。"这是多 么可悲的疾病啊！随波逐流的问题是：你不可能漂流到山顶去。 The second enemy we face is indecision. Indecision is the thief of opportunity and enterprise. It will steal your chances for a better future. Take a sword to this enemy. 我们面临的第二个敌人是优柔寡断。它是窃取机会和事业的贼，它还会偷 去你实现更美好未来的机会。向这个敌人出剑吧！ The third enemy inside is doubt. Sure, there's room for healthy skepticism. You can't believe everything. But you also can't let doubt take over. Many people doubt the past, doubt the future, doubt each other, doubt the government, doubt the possibilities and doubt the opportunities. Worse of all, they doubt themselves. I'm telling you, doubt will destroy your life and your chances of success. It will empty both your bank account and your heart. Doubt is an enemy. Go after it. Get rid of it. 第三个内在的敌人是怀疑。当然，正常的怀疑还是有一席之地的，你不能
Friends or 'Enemies?' When I was younger, my Dad used to tell me: "Boys don't want to be your friend." He then left the rest to my imagination. At the time, I didn't agree. I thought: I can crack a good joke, I know how to shoot a hoop, and I'm a cheerful person (but not in an annoying way). What kind of boy wouldn't want to be around that kind of girl? Turns out, my Dad was right. Not to be all "Samantha Brick" about it, but in my experience, single, heterosexual men aren't actively looking for an exclusively platonic relationship with a woman they find sexually attractive. This of course is not a revolutionary concept. In fact, it seems pretty natural to me. Now, I will be the first to say that it is really and truly the most wonderful thing in the world if the attraction is mutual. But the Powers That Be seem to like to play these complicated little mating games with humans where the guy we want to re-enact scenes from 9? Weeks with sees our attractiveness level as akin to that of a discarded dishcloth, and the most physical we could see ourselves being with the guy who actually likes us is a game of ping pong over an especially long table. All of which means that someone usually ends up getting rejected. I'm sure I'm not alone when I say I have struggled with the scenario where I am not interested in a man romantically, but I want to keep him as a friend because he is funny and I enjoy his company, or he has shown himself to be that rare specimen known as "a nice, genuine person, " or he simply doesn't mention his therapist in every other sentence. Rather than string him along and give him hope, I feel compelled to somehow communicate to him sooner rather than later that we'll just be staying friends, nothing more. Otherwise, I think I am being unfair to him. Why should he waste his romantic stamina on me when there are loads of other single women out there who might fall instantly in love with him? The thing is, it can sometimes be tricky to reject a man and keep him as a friend. If the operation is not executed carefully, you may end up creating a "menemy." It requires a certain amount of skill to be able to turn down a man's sexual advances or romantic gestures and then get him to agree to meet you for blueberry pancakes the following weekend and chat about the latest Woody Allen film. Some men aren't satisfied with just that. I'm not clear why. What's so bad about friendship? Everyone needs buddies. But I've seen men react poorly or simply fall off the face of the earth. I get it -- their feelings are hurt. None of us likes getting rejected. But in my experience, some men find it especially soul-crushing. I am only bringing all of this up because I recently had to go through this scenario again. I had spent some time cultivating a friendship with a man who, in my defense, I thought was gay. So I didn't see the harm in him buying me the occasional falafel, or accepting an invitation to see a film with him. Isn't that what friends are for? But a mutual friend shed light on his sexual orientation (straight) and suggested that his intentions -- and attentions -- weren't platonic. He had never "made the moves" but now it was all crystal clear -- that explains the way he had looked at me that time the tahini sauce dribbled down my chin! Since he had clearly been too timid to express his feelings, I thought I would be clever this time and subtly mention the dates I had been going on, focusing on the one guy I was kind of keen on, so that he would know that I was "unavailable" for heavy petting and those sorts of activities, but that I was available for things like roller skating, falafel-eating and shooting the breeze. Doesn't that sound nice? That way, he would known not to try to lean in for a kiss, and I wouldn't have to pull the Stevie Wonder dance and dodge him went he went for it. It was like pre-rejection, yet I was sparing his feelings because he didn't even have to put himself out there! I really thought I was being brilliant. It backfired, of course. Said man ended up sending me an email rant accusing me of being insensitive by talking about other men when he had "feelings for me." As if I am psychic, by the way, just because I am a woman! How was I supposed to know that? I think in his mind we were dating. In my mind, he was my new gay BFF. In the end, I got mad at him for getting mad at me, and now the friendship has ended. And I have created yet another "menemy." Look, I have also tried the direct thing: "I really like you, but only as a friend, " but you can only do that when the guy has made his intentions clear, and in my experience, they either cope okay (though rarely do I feel much enthusiasm for friendship after that), or they really don't cope well. I also tried the thing where you make them think they are rejecting you, but it gets quite confusing and only works if the guy isn't very sharp, and why would I -- or you -- be hanging out with someone not that sharp in the first place? As we all remember, Billy Crystal's character says men and women can't be friends in When Harry Met Sally because the sex stuff gets in the way. I do have single, male, heterosexual friends with whom I have an easy, non-romantic rapport, but I honestly don't know if they would walk away if I was sprawled naked on a bed calling out to them. I may not be everybody's cup of tea, but sometimes, I wonder if they wonder. And they may wonder if I wonder. If so, I hope they'll keep it to