白求恩日记
为了写论文，需要翻一遍《文物》杂志，除了搜集需要的材料也可以看到一些有趣的东西。今天翻到1975年2月《革命文物特刊》，上面有毛主席手书《忆秦娥·娄山关》，但我对书法一窍不通。我倒是学过几年英语，所以对一张英语日记照片感兴趣。它是：白求恩一九三八年八月二十一日的日记（打字稿）。原文如下：
3P.M.---August 21，1938.
I have operated all day and I am tired. Ten cases. 5 of them very serious. The first was a fracture of the skull with the brain exposed.It was necessary to remove 4 loose pieces of bone and a part of the frontal lobe.I hope he lives as he is a regimental commander.To-night he looks very vell, is conscious and without paralysis. It is true I am tired but I don't think I have been so happy for a long time. I am content.I am doing what I want to do.Why shouldn't I been happy-- see waht my riches consist of. First I have important work that fully occupies every minute of my time from 5.30 in the morning to 9 at night. I am needed.More than that-- to satisfy my bougrouis vanity-- the need for me is expressed. I have a cook, a personal servant, my own house, a fine Japanese horse and saddle. I have no money nor the need of it-- everything is given me. No wish, no desire left unfufilled. I am treated like a kingly comrade, with every kindness, every courtesy imaginable, I have the inestimable fortune to be among and to work among,comrades to whom communism is a way of life, not merely a way of talking or a way of conscious thinking. Their communism is simple and profound, reflex as a knee jerk, unconscious as the movements of their lungs,automatic as the beating of their hearts.Here are found those comrades whom one recognises as belonging to the hierarchy of Communism-- the Bolshevists.Quiet,steady,wise,patient; with an unshakeble optimism;gentle and cruel;sweet and bitter;unselfish determined; implacable in their hate; world-embracing in their love.
3P.M.---August 21，1938.
I have operated all day and I am tired. Ten cases. 5 of them very serious. The first was a fracture of the skull with the brain exposed.It was necessary to remove 4 loose pieces of bone and a part of the frontal lobe.I hope he lives as he is a regimental commander.To-night he looks very vell, is conscious and without paralysis. It is true I am tired but I don't think I have been so happy for a long time. I am content.I am doing what I want to do.Why shouldn't I been happy-- see waht my riches consist of. First I have important work that fully occupies every minute of my time from 5.30 in the morning to 9 at night. I am needed.More than that-- to satisfy my bougrouis vanity-- the need for me is expressed. I have a cook, a personal servant, my own house, a fine Japanese horse and saddle. I have no money nor the need of it-- everything is given me. No wish, no desire left unfufilled. I am treated like a kingly comrade, with every kindness, every courtesy imaginable, I have the inestimable fortune to be among and to work among,comrades to whom communism is a way of life, not merely a way of talking or a way of conscious thinking. Their communism is simple and profound, reflex as a knee jerk, unconscious as the movements of their lungs,automatic as the beating of their hearts.Here are found those comrades whom one recognises as belonging to the hierarchy of Communism-- the Bolshevists.Quiet,steady,wise,patient; with an unshakeble optimism;gentle and cruel;sweet and bitter;unselfish determined; implacable in their hate; world-embracing in their love.
