㈠ 一些英文的詩歌美文 是高中生易懂的
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that Saint Nicholas soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be Saint Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
"Now Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! On Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and Saint Nicholas, too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney Saint Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! His dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"
Crossing the Bar
By Alfred Tennyson
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When That which drew form out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For though from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.
渡沙渚
阿爾費雷德?丁尼生
夕陽下,閃疏星,
召喚一聲清朗!
願沙渚寧靜,
我將出海遠航;
潮汐如夢幻,
濤聲似止,浪花息;
大海深處涌來,
又悄然退卻。
暮靄鍾鳴,
黑夜將籠罩!
願訣別無悲聲,
登舟起錨;
千古洪流,時空無限,
滔滔載我至遠方;
渡沙渚一線,
泰然見領航。
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Oh, Captain! My Captain!
By Walt Whitman
Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is worn,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red!
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths--for you the shores crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here, Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck
You've fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse or will;
The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult, O Shores! and ring, O bell!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
船長!我的船長!
瓦爾特?惠特曼
啊, 船長!我的船長!可怕的航程已完成;
這船歷盡風險,企求的目標已達成。
港口在望,鍾聲響,人們在歡欣。
千萬雙眼睛注視著船----平穩,勇敢,堅定。
但是痛心啊!痛心!痛心!
瞧一滴滴鮮紅的血!
甲板上躺著我的船長,
他到下去,冰冷,永別。
啊, 船長!我的船長!起來吧,傾聽鍾聲;
起來吧,號角為您長鳴,旌旗為您高懸;
迎著您,多少花束花圈----候著您,千萬人蜂擁岸邊;
他們向您高呼,擁來擠去,仰起殷切的臉;
啊,船長!親愛的父親!
我的手臂托著您的頭!
莫非是一場夢:在甲板上
您到下去,冰冷,永別。
我的船長不作聲,嘴唇慘白,毫不動彈;
我的父親沒感到我的手臂,沒有脈搏,沒有遺言;
船舶拋錨停下,平安抵達;航程終了;
歷經艱險返航,奪得勝利目標。
啊,岸上鍾聲齊鳴,啊,人們一片歡騰!
但是,我在甲板上,在船長身旁,
心悲切,步履沉重:
因為他倒下去,冰冷,永別。
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To the Cuckoo
By William Wordsworth
O blithe new-comer! I have heard,
I hear thee and rejoice.
O Cuckoo! shall I call thee Bird,
Or but a wandering Voice?
While I am lying on the grass
Thy twofold shout I hear;
From hill to hill it seems to pass
At once far off, and near.
Though babbling only to the Vale,
Of sunshine and of flowers,
Thou bringest unto me a tale
Of visionary hours.
Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring!
Even ye thou art to me
No bird, but an invisible thing,
A voice a mystery;
The same whom in my schoolboy days
I listened to; that Cry
Which made me look a thousand ways
In bush, and tree, and sky.
To seek thee did I often rove
Through woods and on the green;
And thou wert still a hope, a love;
Still longed for, never seen.
And I can listen to thee yet;
Can lie upon the plain
And listen, till I do beget
That golden time again.
O blessed Bird! the earth we pace
Again appears to be
An unsubstantial, faery place;
That is fit home for thee!
致布穀鳥
威廉華?茲華斯
啊,快樂的新客!
聽到你囀鳴,我滿懷喜悅;
啊,布穀,是否稱你為鳥?
或為妙音,回盪清越?
當我躺在草地上,
聽到你的二重唱:
似從這山傳到那山,
似在近旁,又在遠方。
你的歌聲在山谷回盪,
伴著繁華和陽光;
你還把我帶到
追憶往事的幻想。
我再三地歡迎
你是陽春的先行。
在我眼中,你可不是鳥,
而是無形的神奇之音。
想當年我還是小學生,
曾傾聽同樣的鳴聲;
我千方百計尋找,
從天上到叢林。
我時常漫遊,為了找你,
踩著草地,穿過密林;
如今仍在期待,雖不眼見,
你仍是希望,是戀情。
此刻我躺在平原,
你的歌聲仍能聽見。
我專心諦聽,
直到召回金色的童年。
我們棲息的大地
又顯得空靈而神奇;
這是你安家的福地,
啊, 快樂的鳥兒,祝福你!
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Spring
By Thomas Nashe
Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king;
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing,
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
The palm and may make country houses gay,
Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day,
And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay,
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
The fields breathe sweet, the daisies kiss our feet,
Young lovers meet, old wives a sunning sit,
In every street these tunes our ears do greet,
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
Spring! the sweet Spring!
春托馬斯?納什
春,甘美之春,一年之中的堯舜,
處處都有花樹,都有女兒環舞,
微寒但覺清和,佳禽爭著唱歌,
啁啁,啾啾,哥哥,割麥、插一禾!
榆柳呀山楂,打扮著田舍人家,
羊羔嬉遊,牧笛兒整日在吹奏,
百鳥總在和鳴,一片悠揚聲韻,
啁啁,啾啾,哥哥,割麥、插一禾!
郊原盪漾香風,雛菊吻人腳踵,
情侶作對成雙,老嫗坐曬陽光,
走向任何通衢,都有歌聲悅耳,
啁啁,啾啾,哥哥,割麥、插一禾!
春!甘美之春!
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Lilacs,
False blue, white, purple,
Color of lilac,
Your great puffs of flowers
Are everywhere in this my New England.
Among your heart-shaped leaves
Orange orioles5 hop like music-box birds6 and sing
Their little weak soft songs;
In the crooks of your branches
The bright eyes of song sparrows sitting on spotted egg
Peer9 restlessly through the light and shadow
Of all springs.
㈡ 誰能告訴我一篇高一的英語美文不是詩歌,易懂的,有中文翻譯的
經典哲理美文欣賞沙漠里有朵小花
http://www.lawapple.net/Article/ 這個網上有很多適合的英語美文 都是英漢對照的
這個美麗的故事流傳在美洲印第安土著中已近200年了,一朵荒漠中的小花,不是為了自己的艷麗,而執著於點綴這個世界的一角……
There was a young flower in the desert where all was dry and sad looking…… It was growing by itself…… enjoying every day…… and saying to the sun "When shall I be grown up?" And the sun would say "Be patient - Each time I touch you, you grow a little……" She was so pleased. Because she would have a chance to bring beauty to this corner of sand…… And this is all she wanted to do - bring a little bit of beauty to this world.
遍地乾旱、滿目悲涼的沙漠中有朵小花,她獨自生長在那裡,享受著每一天……她問太陽公公「我什麼時候才能長大?」太陽公公總是說「要有耐心—— 我每次撫摸你,你都會長大一點……」小花好開心啊,因為她也有機會為沙漠的一隅增添美麗了……這是她畢生的心願—— 為這個世界增添一絲美麗。
One day the hunter came by - and stepped on her. - She was going to die - and she felt so sad. Not because she was dying - but because she would not have a chance to bring a little bit of beauty to this corner of the desert.
一天,一位獵人經過——正好踩在她身上―― 她快要死了—— 她感到如此悲傷。並不是因為她即將死去,而是因為再沒有機會為沙漠增添一絲美麗了。
The great spirit saw her, and was listening. - Indeed, he said…… She should be living…… And he reached down and touched her - and gave her life.
偉大的精神看到了她,並且聽到了她的心裡話。……事實上,他在說……她應該活著……他俯下身,撫摸著她—— 給了她生命。
And she grew up to be a beautiful flower…… and this corner of the desert became so beautiful because of her.
她長成一朵美麗的花……由於她的存在,這沙漠的一隅變得如此美麗。
㈢ 求10首英語小詩歌,還要帶翻譯
想要寫出漂亮的小詩歌,一定要打好詞彙基礎哦。學寫作歡迎來阿西吧,外教一對一帶各位學習更地道的表達。㈣ 優美的英語小詩或散文
When You Are Old
When you are old and gray and full of sleep
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true;
But one man loved the pilgrim[1]soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled
And paced[2] upon the mountains overhead,
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
背景介紹:
這首詩的作者是WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS 葉芝(1865-1939),是一位愛爾蘭詩人。早年曾參加愛爾蘭獨立運動,但後來脫離政治運動,專心致力於文學創作。
葉芝在1923年獲得諾貝爾文學獎,是一位對現代詩歌具有重大影響的詩人。他在1889年遇見女演員、愛爾蘭獨立運動戰士Maud Gonne,並愛上她。
他曾多次向她求婚,但均遭拒絕,但他終生愛慕著她,為她寫了許多詩。
《當你老了》就是其中一首。詩里沒有華麗的辭藻,沒有甜蜜的柔情,甚至聽不到一句愛的誓言。詩人用略帶悲哀的語調,訴說著不可挽回的愛情。
他悲哀,因為心中的愛人辯不出真偽,而當她能分辨出來的時候,他們都已老去,天各一方,鴛夢難圓。
譯文:
當你老了
袁可嘉譯
當你老了,頭白了,睡意昏沉,
爐火旁打盹,請取下這部詩歌,
慢慢讀,回想你過去眼神的柔和,
回想它們過去的濃重的陰影;
多少人愛你青春歡暢的時辰,
愛慕你的美麗,假意或真心,
只有一個人愛你那朝聖者的靈魂,
愛你衰老了的臉上痛苦的皺紋;
垂下頭來,在紅光閃耀的爐子旁,
凄然地輕輕訴說那愛情的消逝,
在頭頂的山上它緩緩踱著步子,
在一群星星中間隱藏著臉龐。
㈤ 英文優美的詩歌 短文
泰戈爾英文詩
《世界上最遠的距離》
The most distant way in the world
The most distant way in the world
is not the way from birth to the end.
it is when i sit near you
that you don't understand i love u.
The most distant way in the world
is not that you're not sure i love u.
It is when my love is bewildering the soul
but i can't speak it out.
The most distant way in the world
is not that i can't say i love u.
it is after looking into my heart
i can't change my love.
The most distant way in the world
is not that i'm loving u.
it is in our love
we are keeping between the distance.
翻譯:
世界上最遠的距離
不是生與死的距離
而是我站在你面前
你不知道我愛你
世界上最遠的距離
不是我站在你面前
你不知道我愛你
而是愛到痴迷
卻不能說我愛你
世界上最遠的距離
不是我不能說我愛你
而是想你痛徹心脾
卻只能深埋心底
世界上最遠的距離
不是我不能說我想你
而是彼此相愛
卻不能夠在一起
世界上最遠的距離
不是彼此相愛
卻不能夠在一起
而是明知道真愛無敵
卻裝作毫不在意
世界上最遠的距離
不是樹與樹的距離
而是同根生長的樹枝
卻無法在風中相依
世界上最遠的距離
不是樹枝無法相依
而是相互瞭望的星星
卻沒有交匯的軌跡
世界上最遠的距離
不是星星之間的軌跡
而是縱然軌跡交匯
卻在轉瞬間無處尋覓
世界上最遠的距離
不是瞬間便無處尋覓
而是尚未相遇
便註定無法相聚
世界上最遠的距離
是魚與飛鳥的距離
一個在天,一個卻深潛海底
We Were Dear to Each Other
By Rabindranath Tagore
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
And yellow leaves of autumn,which have no songs,flutter and fall there with a sign.
O Troupe of little vagrants of the world,leave your footprints in my words.
The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.
It becomes small as one song,as one kiss of the eternal.
It is the tears of the earth that keep her smiles in bloom.
The mighty desert is burning for the love of a blade of grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away.
If you shed tears when you miss the sun,you also miss the stars.
The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement,dancing water,Will you carry the burden of their lameless?
Her wishful face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.
Once we dreamt that we were strangers.
We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
我們相親相愛
泰戈爾
夏天的飛鳥,飛到我的窗前唱歌,又飛去了.
秋天的黃葉,它們沒有什麼可唱,只嘆息了一聲,飛落在那裡.
世界上的一小隊小小的漂泊者呀,請留下你們的腳印在我的文字里.
世界對著它的愛人,把它浩瀚的面具揭了下來.
它變小了,小如一首歌,小如一回永恆的吻.
是大地的淚點,使她的微笑保持著青春不謝.
無垠的沙漠熱烈地追求一葉綠草的愛,她搖搖頭笑著飛開了.
如果你因失去了太陽而流淚,那麼你也將將失去群星了.
跳著舞的流水呀,在你途中的泥沙,要求你的歌聲,你的歡跳.你肯挾痂足的泥沙而俱下么?
她的熱切的臉,如夜雨似的,攪擾著我的夢魂.
有一次,我們夢見大家都是不認識的.
我們醒了,卻知道我們是相親相愛的.
雪萊 Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
西風頌 原文:
I
1 O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being,
2 Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead
3 Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing,
4 Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red,
5 Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou,
6 Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed
7 The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low,
8 Each like a corpse within its grave, until
9 Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow
10 Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill
11 (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air)
12 With living hues and odours plain and hill:
13 Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere;
14 Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh hear!
II
15 Thou on whose stream, mid the steep sky's commotion,
16 Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed,
17 Shook from the tangled boughs of Heaven and Ocean,
18 Angels of rain and lightning: there are spread
19 On the blue surface of thine a{:e}ry surge,
20 Like the bright hair uplifted from the head
21 Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge
22 Of the horizon to the zenith's height,
23 The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge
24 Of the dying year, to which this closing night
25 Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre,
26 Vaulted with all thy congregated might
27 Of vapours, from whose solid atmosphere
28 Black rain, and fire, and hail will burst: oh hear!
III
29 Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams
30 The blue Mediterranean, where he lay,
31 Lull'd by the coil of his cryst{`a}lline streams,
32 Beside a pumice isle in Baiae's bay,
33 And saw in sleep old palaces and towers
34 Quivering within the wave's intenser day,
35 All overgrown with azure moss and flowers
36 So sweet, the sense faints picturing them! Thou
37 For whose path the Atlantic's level powers
38 Cleave themselves into chasms, while far below
39 The sea-blooms and the oozy woods which wear
40 The sapless foliage of the ocean, know
41 Thy voice, and suddenly grow gray with fear,
42 And tremble and despoil themselves: oh hear!
IV
43 If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear;
44 If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee;
45 A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share
46 The impulse of thy strength, only less free
47 Than thou, O uncontrollable! If even
48 I were as in my boyhood, and could be
49 The comrade of thy wanderings over Heaven,
50 As then, when to outstrip thy skiey speed
51 Scarce seem'd a vision; I would ne'er have striven
52 As thus with thee in prayer in my sore need.
53 Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud!
54 I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!
55 A heavy weight of hours has chain'd and bow'd
56 One too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud.
V
57 Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is:
58 What if my leaves are falling like its own!
59 The tumult of thy mighty harmonies
60 Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone,
61 Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce,
62 My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!
63 Drive my dead thoughts over the universe
64 Like wither'd leaves to quicken a new birth!
65 And, by the incantation of this verse,
66 Scatter, as from an unextinguish'd hearth
67 Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind!
68 Be through my lips to unawaken'd earth
69 The trumpet of a prophecy! O Wind,
70 If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
翻譯:
1
哦,狂暴的西風,秋之生命的呼吸!
你無形,但枯死的落葉被你橫掃,
有如鬼魅碰到了巫師,紛紛逃避:
黃的,黑的,灰的,紅得像患肺癆,
呵,重染疫癘的一群:西風呵,是你
以車駕把有翼的種子催送到
黑暗的冬床上,它們就躺在那裡,
像是墓中的死穴,冰冷,深藏,低賤,
直等到春天,你碧空的姊妹吹起
她的喇叭,在沉睡的大地上響遍,
(喚出嫩芽,像羊群一樣,覓食空中)
將色和香充滿了山峰和平原。
不羈的精靈呵,你無處不遠行;
破壞者兼保護者:聽吧,你且聆聽!
2
沒入你的急流,當高空一片混亂,
流雲象大地的枯葉一樣被撕扯
脫離天空和海洋的糾纏的枝幹。
成為雨和電的使者:它們飄落
在你的磅礴之氣的蔚藍的波面,
有如狂女的飄揚的頭發在閃爍,
從天穹的最遙遠而模糊的邊沿
直抵九霄的中天,到處都在搖曳
欲來雷雨的卷發,對瀕死的一年
你唱出了葬歌,而這密集的黑夜
將成為它廣大墓陵的一座圓頂,
裡面正有你的萬鈞之力的凝結;
那是你的渾然之氣,從它會迸涌
黑色的雨,冰雹和火焰:哦,你聽!
3
是你,你將藍色的地中海喚醒,
而它曾經昏睡了一整個夏天,
被澄澈水流的迴旋催眠入夢,
就在巴亞海灣的一個浮石島邊,
它夢見了古老的宮殿和樓閣
在水天輝映的波影里抖顫,
而且都生滿青苔、開滿花朵,
那芬芳真迷人慾醉!呵,為了給你
讓一條路,大西洋的洶涌的浪波
把自己向兩邊劈開,而深在淵底
那海洋中的花草和泥污的森林
雖然枝葉扶疏,卻沒有精力;
聽到你的聲音,它們已嚇得發青:
一邊顫栗,一邊自動萎縮:哦,你聽!
4
哎,假如我是一片枯葉被你浮起,
假如我是能和你飛跑的雲霧,
是一個波浪,和你的威力同喘息,
假如我分有你的脈搏,僅僅不如
你那麼自由,哦,無法約束的生命!
假如我能像在少年時,凌風而舞
便成了你的伴侶,悠遊天空
(因為呵,那時候,要想追你上雲霄,
似乎並非夢幻),我就不致像如今
這樣焦躁地要和你爭相祈禱。
哦,舉起我吧,當我是水波、樹葉、浮雲!
我跌在生活底荊棘上,我流血了!
這被歲月的重軛所制服的生命
原是和你一樣:驕傲、輕捷而不馴。
5
把我當作你的豎琴吧,有如樹林:
盡管我的葉落了,那有什麼關系!
你巨大的合奏所振起的音樂
將染有樹林和我的深邃的秋意:
雖憂傷而甜蜜。呵,但願你給予我
狂暴的精神!奮勇者呵,讓我們合一!
請把我枯死的思想向世界吹落,
讓它像枯葉一樣促成新的生命!
哦,請聽從這一篇符咒似的詩歌,
就把我的話語,像是灰燼和火星
從還未熄滅的爐火向人間播散!
讓預言的喇叭通過我的嘴唇
把昏睡的大地喚醒吧!西風呵,
如果冬天來了,春天還會遠嗎?
㈥ 一篇優美的英語散文或小詩
A
Red
Red
Rose
O
My
luve』s*
like
a
red,
red
rose,
That』s
newly
sprung
in
June;
O
my
luve』s
like
the
melodie,
That』s
sweetly
play』d
in
tune.
As
fair
art
thou,
my
bonnie
lass,
So
deep
in
luve
am
I;
And
I
will
luve
thee
still,
my
dear,
Till
a』
the
seas
gang
dry.
Till
a』
the
seas
gang*
dry,
my
dear,
And
the
rocks
melt
wi』
the
sun;
I
will
luve
thee
still,
my
dear,
While
the
sands
o』
life
shall
run.
And
fare
thee
weel,
my
only
luve,
And
fare
thee
weel
a
while!
And
I
will
come
again,
my
luve,
Tho』
it
were
ten
thousand
mile!
一朵紅紅的玫瑰
呵,我的愛人像一朵紅紅的玫瑰,
蓓蕾初放正值花季;
呵,我的愛人像一首甜甜的樂曲,
旋律奏響最合時宜。
姑娘,如此嬌好美麗,
我怎能不深深愛你!
我將愛你直至永遠,親愛的,
縱使天下的海水銷聲絕跡。
縱使天下的海水銷聲絕跡,
太陽把世上的岩石熔為漿泥;
呵,我還要愛你,親愛的,
只要我生命的沙漏尚能為繼。
再見吧,我唯一的愛,
讓我們暫時別離!
我將重回你的身邊,我的愛,
哪怕遠隔千里萬里!
㈦ 求高中英語精短美文或優美詩文,那種很短的,差不多幾個句子就好,順便配上中文意思,謝謝.急急急急!
I love to be
the one you think of,
the one it helps to talk to,
the one you want to share with...
I'll always love to be
the one you love.
我渴望成為
你想像中的一個人
能談心幫助你的一個人
你可傾訴心曲的一個人
我將永遠渴望成為
你所愛的這個人
再來補一個
You Are My Reason to Live
Robert Burns
You are my reason to live,
All I own I would give,
Just to have you adore me ,
You are to me delicious torment,
Had we never loved so kindly,
Had we never loved so blindly,
Never met--or never parted--
We had never been broken-hearted
你是我活著的緣由
羅伯特· 彭斯
你是我活著的緣由
我願獻出我擁有的一切
只希望你能愛我
你是我美味的痛苦
若是我倆不曾熱烈地愛
若是我倆不曾盲目地愛
從未相逢 或是從未分離
心便不會痛苦
這首《你是我活著的緣由》我很喜歡,希望幫到你。
比較短的詩么就不發郵箱了,放在這里,希望看見。
㈧ 求 一篇優美的英文詩歌或文章 帶翻譯 不要語法太復雜 適合高中生就好 謝...
英文版 匆匆
Swallows may have gone, but there is a time of return; willow trees may have died back, but there is a time of regreening; peach blossoms may have fallen, but they will bloom again. Now, you the wise, tell me, why should our days leave us, never to return? - If they had been stolen by someone, who could it be? Where could he hide them? If they had made the escape themselves, then where could they stay at the moment?
I don't know how many days I have been given to spend, but I do feel my hands are getting empty. Taking stock silently, I find that more than eight thousand days have already slid away from me. Like a drop of water from the point of a needle disappearing into the ocean, my days are dripping into the stream of time, soundless, traceless. Already sweat is starting on my forehead, and tears welling up in my eyes.
Those that have gone have gone for good, those to come keep coming; yet in between, how swift is the shift, in such a rush? When I get up in the morning, the slanting sun marks its presence in my small room in two or three oblongs. The sun has feet, look, he is treading on, lightly and furtively; and I am caught, blankly, in his revolution. Thus--the day flows away through the sink when I wash my hands, wears off in the bowl when I eat my meal, and passes away before my day-dreaming gaze as reflect in silence. I can feel his haste now, so I reach out my hands to hold him back, but he keeps flowing past my withholding hands. In the evening, as I lie in bed, he strides over my body, glides past my feet, in his agile way. The moment I open my eyes and meet the sun again, one whole day has gone. I bury my face in my hands and heave a sigh. But the new day begins to flash past in the sigh.
What can I do, in this bustling world, with my days flying in their escape? Nothing but to hesitate, to rush. What have I been doing in that eight-thousand-day rush, apart from hesitating? Those bygone days have been dispersed as smoke by a light wind, or evaporated as mist by the morning sun. What traces have I left behind me? Have I ever left behind any gossamer traces at all? I have come to the world, stark naked; am I to go back, in a blink, in the same stark nakedness? It is not fair though: why should I have made such a trip for nothing!
You the wise, tell me, why should our days leave us, never to return?
燕子去了,有再來的時候;楊柳枯了,有再青的時候;桃花謝了,有再開的時候。但
是,聰明的,你告訴我,我們的日子為什麼一去不復返呢?——是有人偷了他們罷:那是
誰?又藏在何處呢?是他們自己逃走了罷:現在又到了哪裡呢?
我不知道他們給了我多少日子;但我的手確乎是漸漸空虛了。在默默里算著,八千多日
子已經從我手中溜去;像針尖上一滴水滴在大海里,我的日子滴在時間的流里,沒有聲音,
也沒有影子。我不禁頭涔涔而淚潸潸了。
去的盡管去了,來的盡管來著;去來的中間,又怎樣地匆匆呢?早上我起來的時候,小
屋裡射進兩三方斜斜的太陽。太陽他有腳啊,輕輕悄悄地挪移了;我也茫茫然跟著旋轉。於
是——洗手的時候,日子從水盆里過去;吃飯的時候,日子從飯碗里過去;默默時,便從凝
然的雙眼前過去。我覺察他去的匆匆了,伸出手遮挽時,他又從遮挽著的手邊過去,天黑
時,我躺在床上,他便伶伶俐俐地從我身上跨過,從我腳邊飛去了。等我睜開眼和太陽再
見,這算又溜走了一日。我掩著面嘆息。但是新來的日子的影兒又開始在嘆息里閃過了。
在逃去如飛的日子裡,在千門萬戶的世界裡的我能做些什麼呢?只有徘徊罷了,只有匆
匆罷了;在八千多日的匆匆里,除徘徊外,又剩些什麼呢?過去的日子如輕煙,被微風吹散
了,如薄霧,被初陽蒸融了;我留著些什麼痕跡呢?我何曾留著像游絲樣的痕跡呢?我赤裸
裸來到這世界,轉眼間也將赤裸裸的回去罷?但不能平的,為什麼偏要白白走這一遭啊?
你聰明的,告訴我,我們的日子為什麼一去不復返呢?
這個挺簡單的
㈨ 尋求適合高中生朗誦的英文詩歌
黃河頌
啊,朋友! 黃河以它英雄的氣魄, 出現在亞洲的原野; 它表現出我們民族的精神: 偉大而又堅強! 這里, 我們向著黃河, 唱出我們的贊歌。 我站在高山之巔, 望黃河滾滾, 奔向東南。 驚濤澎湃, 掀起萬丈狂瀾; 濁流宛轉, 結成九曲連環; 從昆侖山下 奔向黃海之邊, 把中原大地 劈成南北兩面。 啊!黃河! 你是中華民族的搖籃! 五千年的古國文化, 從你這兒發源; 多少英雄的故事, 在你的身邊扮演! 啊!黃河! 你是偉大堅強, 像一個巨人 出現在亞洲平原之上, 用你那英雄的體魄 築成我們民族的屏障。 啊!黃河! 你一瀉萬丈, 浩浩盪盪, 向南北兩岸 伸出千萬條鐵的臂膀。 我們民族的偉大精神, 將要在你的哺育下 發揚滋長! 我們祖國的英雄兒女, 將要學習你的榜樣, 像你一樣的偉大堅強! 像你一樣的偉大堅強!
Ah, friend!
The Yellow River with its heroic spirit,
Emerged in Asia wilderness;
It showed our national spirit:
A great and strong!
Here, we are heading in the Yellow River, singing our praises.
(Lyrics)
I stood Alpine summit, hope Yellow River toward the southeast.
Jingtao surging, off lofty raging tide;
Turbidite Wanzhuan, forming nine chain;
From the Kunlun mountain toward the Yellow Sea and the edge,
The Central Plains split into north and south.
Ah! The Yellow River!
You are our nation's cradle!
Five thousand years of ancient culture, and from you here originate;
How many heroic stories in your side to play!
Ah! The Yellow River!
You are a great firm, like a giant in the Asian plains above
Use your that hero body built into our national barriers.
Ah! The Yellow River!
You have a diarrhea towering, mighty, to the north and south sides out 10 million iron arm.
Our nation's great spirit,
Will be your nourishment promote the growth!
Of our country's heroes and heroines
Will be to learn your example,
Like you a great firm!
Like you a great firm!
㈩ 有哪些適合高中生閱讀的英文散文可以推薦
我是在手機上下載了一個英語閱讀軟體,既可以背單詞,也可以聽一些英文的散文,還版可以跟著讀一權些英語的新聞,我覺得還是不錯的。想讀英文的散文的話,我建議可以去讀一些外國名著,讀原版的,因為譯文版的讀出來就沒有任何的感覺了。