Day and night you can hear the quick tramp of the myriad feet--some running, some walking, some halting and lame; but all hastening, all eager in the feverish race, all straining life and limb and heart and soul to reach the ever-receding horizon of success.

日夜都能听见无数双脚急促的踏响：有的奔跑，有的行走，有的蹒跚跛行；却全在赶路，在狂热的竞赛中争先，把生命、四肢、心灵与灵魂都绷紧，追逐那不断后退的成功地平线。