The Encounter with Beauty
一个自然爱好者，
他外在的知觉和内心的感触是相互协调的，
甚至在他成年以后，
依然拥有一颗童心。
在他看来，与天地的接触，
是日常生活中不可分割的一部分，
只要身处大自然中，
不管生活中遭遇多大的悲痛，
内心总会产生巨大的快乐。
月亮升起来
Spell of the Rising Moon
皮特·斯坦哈特 / Peter Steinhart
皮特·斯坦哈特(1785—1851)美国博物学家，作家。他曾是以奥特朋（1785—1851，美国鸟类学家，画家及博物学家）命名的杂志的编辑及专栏作家，并且一干就是20年。他的作品曾被很多报刊采用，如：《纽约时报》《洛杉矶时报》《琼斯妈妈》等。
There is a hill near my home that I often climb at night. The noise of the city is a far-off murmur. In the hush of dark I share the cheerfulness of crickets and the confidence of owls. But it is the drama of the moonrise that I come to see. For that restores in me a quiet and clarity that the city spends too freely.
From this hill I have watched many moons rise. Each one had its own mood. There have been broad， confident harvest moons in autumn； shy， misty moons in spring； lonely， winter moons rising into the utter silence of an ink-black sky and smoke-smudged orange moons over the dry fields of summer. Each， like fine music， excited my heart and then calmed my soul.
Moon gazing is an ancient art. To prehistoric hunters the moon overhead was as unerring as heartbeat. They knew that every 29 days it become full-bellied and brilliant， then sickened and died， and then was reborn. They knew the waxing moon appeared larger and higher overhead after each succeeding sunset. They knew the waning moon rose later each night until it vanished in the sunrise. To have understood the moon’ s patterns from experience must been a profound thing.