高一英语美文小诗阅读

㈠ 一些英文的诗歌美文 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
阿尔费雷德?丁尼生
夕阳下，闪疏星，
召唤一声清朗！
愿沙渚宁静，
我将出海远航；
潮汐如梦幻，
涛声似止，浪花息；
大海深处涌来，
又悄然退却。
暮霭钟鸣，
黑夜将笼罩！
愿诀别无悲声，
登舟起锚；
千古洪流，时空无限，
滔滔载我至远方；
渡沙渚一线，
泰然见领航。
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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.
船长！我的船长！
瓦尔特?惠特曼
啊， 船长！我的船长！可怕的航程已完成；
这船历尽风险，企求的目标已达成。
港口在望，钟声响，人们在欢欣。
千万双眼睛注视着船----平稳，勇敢，坚定。
但是痛心啊！痛心！痛心！
瞧一滴滴鲜红的血！
甲板上躺着我的船长，
他到下去，冰冷，永别。
啊， 船长！我的船长！起来吧，倾听钟声；
起来吧，号角为您长鸣，旌旗为您高悬；
迎着您，多少花束花圈----候着您，千万人蜂拥岸边；
他们向您高呼，拥来挤去，仰起殷切的脸；
啊，船长！亲爱的父亲！
我的手臂托着您的头！
莫非是一场梦：在甲板上
您到下去，冰冷，永别。
我的船长不作声，嘴唇惨白，毫不动弹；
我的父亲没感到我的手臂，没有脉搏，没有遗言；
船舶抛锚停下，平安抵达；航程终了；
历经艰险返航，夺得胜利目标。
啊，岸上钟声齐鸣，啊，人们一片欢腾！
但是，我在甲板上，在船长身旁，
心悲切，步履沉重：
因为他倒下去，冰冷，永别。
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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!
致布谷鸟
威廉华?兹华斯
啊，快乐的新客！
听到你啭鸣，我满怀喜悦；
啊，布谷，是否称你为鸟？
或为妙音，回荡清越？
当我躺在草地上，
听到你的二重唱：
似从这山传到那山，
似在近旁，又在远方。
你的歌声在山谷回荡，
伴着繁华和阳光；
你还把我带到
追忆往事的幻想。
我再三地欢迎
你是阳春的先行。
在我眼中，你可不是鸟，
而是无形的神奇之音。
想当年我还是小学生，
曾倾听同样的鸣声；
我千方百计寻找，
从天上到丛林。
我时常漫游，为了找你，
踩着草地，穿过密林；
如今仍在期待，虽不眼见，
你仍是希望，是恋情。
此刻我躺在平原，
你的歌声仍能听见。
我专心谛听，
直到召回金色的童年。
我们栖息的大地
又显得空灵而神奇；
这是你安家的福地，
啊， 快乐的鸟儿，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!
春托马斯?纳什
春，甘美之春，一年之中的尧舜，
处处都有花树，都有女儿环舞，
微寒但觉清和，佳禽争着唱歌，
啁啁，啾啾，哥哥，割麦、插一禾！
榆柳呀山楂，打扮着田舍人家，
羊羔嬉游，牧笛儿整日在吹奏，
百鸟总在和鸣，一片悠扬声韵，
啁啁，啾啾，哥哥，割麦、插一禾！
郊原荡漾香风，雏菊吻人脚踵，
情侣作对成双，老妪坐晒阳光，
走向任何通衢，都有歌声悦耳，
啁啁，啾啾，哥哥，割麦、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 谁能告诉我一篇高一的英语美文不是诗歌，易懂的，有中文翻译的

经典哲理美文欣赏沙漠里有朵小花

http://www.lawapple.net/Article/ 这个网上有很多适合的英语美文 都是英汉对照的

这个美丽的故事流传在美洲印第安土著中已近200年了，一朵荒漠中的小花，不是为了自己的艳丽，而执着于点缀这个世界的一角……
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.
遍地干旱、满目悲凉的沙漠中有朵小花，她独自生长在那里，享受着每一天……她问太阳公公“我什么时候才能长大？”太阳公公总是说“要有耐心—— 我每次抚摸你，你都会长大一点……”小花好开心啊，因为她也有机会为沙漠的一隅增添美丽了……这是她毕生的心愿—— 为这个世界增添一丝美丽。
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，一位猎人经过——正好踩在她身上―― 她快要死了—— 她感到如此悲伤。并不是因为她即将死去，而是因为再没有机会为沙漠增添一丝美丽了。
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.
伟大的精神看到了她，并且听到了她的心里话。……事实上，他在说……她应该活着……他俯下身，抚摸着她—— 给了她生命。
And she grew up to be a beautiful flower…… and this corner of the desert became so beautiful because of her.
她长成一朵美丽的花……由于她的存在，这沙漠的一隅变得如此美丽。

㈢ 求10首英语小诗歌，还要带翻译

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10首英语小诗歌（附带翻译），希望对你们有所帮助：

（1）Rain is falling all around, 雨儿在到处降落，It falls on field and tree, 它落在田野和树梢，It rains on the umbrella here, 它落在这边的雨伞上，And on the ships at sea. 又落在航行海上的船只。

（2）A house of cards 纸牌堆成的房子 Is neat and small; 洁净及小巧 Shake the table, 摇摇桌子 It must fall. 它一定会倒。

（3）Twinkle, twinkle, little star! 闪耀，闪耀，小星星!How I wonder what you are, 我想知道你身形，Up above the world so high, 高高挂在天空中，Like a diamond in the sky. 就像天上的钻石。

（4）When the blazing sun is gone, 灿烂太阳已西沉，When he nothing shines upon, 它已不再照万物，Then you show your little light, 你就显露些微光，Twinkle, twinkle all the night. 整个晚上眨眼睛。

（5）The dark blue sky you keep 留恋漆黑的天空And often thro' my curtains peep, 穿过窗帘向我望，For you never shut your eye 永不闭上你眼睛Till the sun is in the sky. 直到太阳又现形。

（6）Tis your bright and tiny spark 你这微亮的火星，Lights the traveler in the dark; 黑夜照耀着游人，Though I know not what you are 虽我不知你身形，Twinkle, twinkle, little star! 闪耀，闪耀，小星星!

（7）When I was down beside the sea 当我到海边时 A wooden spade they gave to me 他们给了我一把木铲 To dig the sandy shore. 好去挖掘沙滩。

（8）The holes were empty like a cup 挖成像杯状般的空洞 In every hole the sea camp up, 让每个洞中的海水涌现 Till it could come no more. 直到它不能再涌现。

（9）Find the court cards 找出绘有人像的纸牌One by one; 一张一张地竖起Raise it, roof it,---- 再加上顶盖Now it's done;---- 现在房子已经盖好Shake the table! 摇摇桌子That's the fun. 那就是它的乐趣。

（10）In April, 四月里，Come he will, 它就来了，In May, 五月里，Sing all day, 整天吟唱多逍遥，In June, 六月里，Change his tune, 它在改变曲调，In July, 七月里，Prepare to fly, 准备飞翔，In August, 八月里，Go he must! 它就得离去了!


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㈣ 优美的英语小诗或散文

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.

背景介绍：

这首诗的作者是WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS 叶芝（1865-1939），是一位爱尔兰诗人。早年曾参加爱尔兰独立运动，但后来脱离政治运动，专心致力于文学创作。
叶芝在1923年获得诺贝尔文学奖，是一位对现代诗歌具有重大影响的诗人。他在1889年遇见女演员、爱尔兰独立运动战士Maud Gonne，并爱上她。
他曾多次向她求婚，但均遭拒绝，但他终生爱慕着她，为她写了许多诗。
《当你老了》就是其中一首。诗里没有华丽的辞藻，没有甜蜜的柔情，甚至听不到一句爱的誓言。诗人用略带悲哀的语调，诉说着不可挽回的爱情。
他悲哀，因为心中的爱人辩不出真伪，而当她能分辨出来的时候，他们都已老去，天各一方，鸳梦难圆。

译文:

当你老了

袁可嘉译

当你老了，头白了，睡意昏沉，
炉火旁打盹，请取下这部诗歌，
慢慢读，回想你过去眼神的柔和，
回想它们过去的浓重的阴影；

多少人爱你青春欢畅的时辰，
爱慕你的美丽，假意或真心，
只有一个人爱你那朝圣者的灵魂，
爱你衰老了的脸上痛苦的皱纹；

垂下头来，在红光闪耀的炉子旁，
凄然地轻轻诉说那爱情的消逝，
在头顶的山上它缓缓踱着步子，
在一群星星中间隐藏着脸庞。

㈤ 英文优美的诗歌 短文

泰戈尔英文诗
《世界上最远的距离》
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.

翻译：
世界上最远的距离
不是生与死的距离
而是我站在你面前
你不知道我爱你
世界上最远的距离
不是我站在你面前
你不知道我爱你
而是爱到痴迷
却不能说我爱你
世界上最远的距离
不是我不能说我爱你
而是想你痛彻心脾
却只能深埋心底
世界上最远的距离
不是我不能说我想你
而是彼此相爱
却不能够在一起
世界上最远的距离
不是彼此相爱
却不能够在一起
而是明知道真爱无敌
却装作毫不在意
世界上最远的距离
不是树与树的距离
而是同根生长的树枝
却无法在风中相依
世界上最远的距离
不是树枝无法相依
而是相互了望的星星
却没有交汇的轨迹
世界上最远的距离
不是星星之间的轨迹
而是纵然轨迹交汇
却在转瞬间无处寻觅
世界上最远的距离
不是瞬间便无处寻觅
而是尚未相遇
便注定无法相聚
世界上最远的距离
是鱼与飞鸟的距离
一个在天,一个却深潜海底

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.
我们相亲相爱
泰戈尔
夏天的飞鸟,飞到我的窗前唱歌,又飞去了.
秋天的黄叶,它们没有什么可唱,只叹息了一声,飞落在那里.
世界上的一小队小小的漂泊者呀,请留下你们的脚印在我的文字里.
世界对着它的爱人,把它浩瀚的面具揭了下来.
它变小了,小如一首歌,小如一回永恒的吻.
是大地的泪点,使她的微笑保持着青春不谢.
无垠的沙漠热烈地追求一叶绿草的爱,她摇摇头笑着飞开了.
如果你因失去了太阳而流泪,那么你也将将失去群星了.
跳着舞的流水呀,在你途中的泥沙,要求你的歌声,你的欢跳.你肯挟痂足的泥沙而俱下么?
她的热切的脸,如夜雨似的,搅扰着我的梦魂.
有一次,我们梦见大家都是不认识的.
我们醒了,却知道我们是相亲相爱的.

雪莱 Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)

西风颂 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?

翻译：
1
哦，狂暴的西风，秋之生命的呼吸！
你无形，但枯死的落叶被你横扫，
有如鬼魅碰到了巫师，纷纷逃避：
黄的，黑的，灰的，红得像患肺痨，
呵，重染疫疠的一群：西风呵，是你
以车驾把有翼的种子催送到
黑暗的冬床上，它们就躺在那里，
像是墓中的死穴，冰冷，深藏，低贱，
直等到春天，你碧空的姊妹吹起
她的喇叭，在沉睡的大地上响遍，
（唤出嫩芽，像羊群一样，觅食空中）
将色和香充满了山峰和平原。
不羁的精灵呵，你无处不远行；
破坏者兼保护者：听吧，你且聆听！
2
没入你的急流，当高空一片混乱，
流云象大地的枯叶一样被撕扯
脱离天空和海洋的纠缠的枝干。
成为雨和电的使者：它们飘落
在你的磅礴之气的蔚蓝的波面，
有如狂女的飘扬的头发在闪烁，
从天穹的最遥远而模糊的边沿
直抵九霄的中天，到处都在摇曳
欲来雷雨的卷发，对濒死的一年
你唱出了葬歌，而这密集的黑夜
将成为它广大墓陵的一座圆顶，
里面正有你的万钧之力的凝结；
那是你的浑然之气，从它会迸涌
黑色的雨，冰雹和火焰：哦，你听！
3
是你，你将蓝色的地中海唤醒，
而它曾经昏睡了一整个夏天，
被澄澈水流的回旋催眠入梦，
就在巴亚海湾的一个浮石岛边，
它梦见了古老的宫殿和楼阁
在水天辉映的波影里抖颤，
而且都生满青苔、开满花朵，
那芬芳真迷人欲醉！呵，为了给你
让一条路，大西洋的汹涌的浪波
把自己向两边劈开，而深在渊底
那海洋中的花草和泥污的森林
虽然枝叶扶疏，却没有精力；
听到你的声音，它们已吓得发青：
一边颤栗，一边自动萎缩：哦，你听！
4
哎，假如我是一片枯叶被你浮起，
假如我是能和你飞跑的云雾，
是一个波浪，和你的威力同喘息，
假如我分有你的脉搏，仅仅不如
你那么自由，哦，无法约束的生命！
假如我能像在少年时，凌风而舞
便成了你的伴侣，悠游天空
（因为呵，那时候，要想追你上云霄，
似乎并非梦幻），我就不致像如今
这样焦躁地要和你争相祈祷。
哦，举起我吧，当我是水波、树叶、浮云！
我跌在生活底荆棘上，我流血了！
这被岁月的重轭所制服的生命
原是和你一样：骄傲、轻捷而不驯。
5
把我当作你的竖琴吧，有如树林：
尽管我的叶落了，那有什么关系！
你巨大的合奏所振起的音乐
将染有树林和我的深邃的秋意：
虽忧伤而甜蜜。呵，但愿你给予我
狂暴的精神！奋勇者呵，让我们合一！
请把我枯死的思想向世界吹落，
让它像枯叶一样促成新的生命！
哦，请听从这一篇符咒似的诗歌，
就把我的话语，像是灰烬和火星
从还未熄灭的炉火向人间播散！
让预言的喇叭通过我的嘴唇
把昏睡的大地唤醒吧！西风呵，
如果冬天来了,春天还会远吗?

㈥ 一篇优美的英语散文或小诗

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!
一朵红红的玫瑰
呵，我的爱人像一朵红红的玫瑰，
蓓蕾初放正值花季；
呵，我的爱人像一首甜甜的乐曲，
旋律奏响最合时宜。
姑娘，如此娇好美丽，
我怎能不深深爱你!
我将爱你直至永远，亲爱的，
纵使天下的海水销声绝迹。
纵使天下的海水销声绝迹，
太阳把世上的岩石熔为浆泥；
呵，我还要爱你，亲爱的，
只要我生命的沙漏尚能为继。
再见吧，我唯一的爱，
让我们暂时别离!
我将重回你的身边，我的爱，
哪怕远隔千里万里!

㈦ 求高中英语精短美文或优美诗文，那种很短的,差不多几个句子就好，顺便配上中文意思，谢谢.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.
我渴望成为
你想象中的一个人
能谈心帮助你的一个人
你可倾诉心曲的一个人
我将永远渴望成为
你所爱的这个人

再来补一个
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
你是我活着的缘由
罗伯特· 彭斯
你是我活着的缘由
我愿献出我拥有的一切
只希望你能爱我
你是我美味的痛苦
若是我俩不曾热烈地爱
若是我俩不曾盲目地爱
从未相逢 或是从未分离
心便不会痛苦

这首《你是我活着的缘由》我很喜欢，希望帮到你。
比较短的诗么就不发邮箱了，放在这里，希望看见。

㈧ 求 一篇优美的英文诗歌或文章 带翻译 不要语法太复杂 适合高中生就好 谢...

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，有再来的时候；杨柳枯了，有再青的时候；桃花谢了，有再开的时候。但
是，聪明的，你告诉我，我们的日子为什么一去不复返呢？——是有人偷了他们罢：那是
谁？又藏在何处呢？是他们自己逃走了罢：现在又到了哪里呢？
我不知道他们给了我多少日子；但我的手确乎是渐渐空虚了。在默默里算着，八千多日
子已经从我手中溜去；像针尖上一滴水滴在大海里，我的日子滴在时间的流里，没有声音，
也没有影子。我不禁头涔涔而泪潸潸了。
去的尽管去了，来的尽管来着；去来的中间，又怎样地匆匆呢？早上我起来的时候，小
屋里射进两三方斜斜的太阳。太阳他有脚啊，轻轻悄悄地挪移了；我也茫茫然跟着旋转。于
是——洗手的时候，日子从水盆里过去；吃饭的时候，日子从饭碗里过去；默默时，便从凝
然的双眼前过去。我觉察他去的匆匆了，伸出手遮挽时，他又从遮挽着的手边过去，天黑
时，我躺在床上，他便伶伶俐俐地从我身上跨过，从我脚边飞去了。等我睁开眼和太阳再
见，这算又溜走了一日。我掩着面叹息。但是新来的日子的影儿又开始在叹息里闪过了。
在逃去如飞的日子里，在千门万户的世界里的我能做些什么呢？只有徘徊罢了，只有匆
匆罢了；在八千多日的匆匆里，除徘徊外，又剩些什么呢？过去的日子如轻烟，被微风吹散
了，如薄雾，被初阳蒸融了；我留着些什么痕迹呢？我何曾留着像游丝样的痕迹呢？我赤裸
裸来到这世界，转眼间也将赤裸裸的回去罢？但不能平的，为什么偏要白白走这一遭啊？
你聪明的，告诉我，我们的日子为什么一去不复返呢？

这个挺简单的

㈨ 寻求适合高中生朗诵的英文诗歌

黄河颂
啊，朋友！ 黄河以它英雄的气魄， 出现在亚洲的原野； 它表现出我们民族的精神： 伟大而又坚强！ 这里， 我们向着黄河， 唱出我们的赞歌。 我站在高山之巅， 望黄河滚滚， 奔向东南。 惊涛澎湃， 掀起万丈狂澜； 浊流宛转， 结成九曲连环； 从昆仑山下 奔向黄海之边， 把中原大地 劈成南北两面。 啊！黄河！ 你是中华民族的摇篮！ 五千年的古国文化， 从你这儿发源； 多少英雄的故事， 在你的身边扮演！ 啊！黄河！ 你是伟大坚强， 像一个巨人 出现在亚洲平原之上， 用你那英雄的体魄 筑成我们民族的屏障。 啊！黄河！ 你一泻万丈， 浩浩荡荡， 向南北两岸 伸出千万条铁的臂膀。 我们民族的伟大精神， 将要在你的哺育下 发扬滋长！ 我们祖国的英雄儿女， 将要学习你的榜样， 像你一样的伟大坚强！ 像你一样的伟大坚强！

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 有哪些适合高中生阅读的英文散文可以推荐

我是在手机上下载了一个英语阅读软件，既可以背单词，也可以听一些英文的散文，还版可以跟着读一权些英语的新闻，我觉得还是不错的。想读英文的散文的话，我建议可以去读一些外国名著，读原版的，因为译文版的读出来就没有任何的感觉了。