晨读的散文

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晨读的散文 篇1

我喜欢，在清晨鸟鸣声中倾听学生朗读。

朗读声从窗口飘出，时而清晰，时而疏淡。在若远若近中，一种激情的澎湃从教室溢出，跳动着校园的甜美。

走进教室，就走进了一片七彩世界。学生犹如高明的演奏家，奏出一曲曲动人心魂的乐曲。他们一会儿激昂雄壮，气如长虹;一会儿低沉郁闷，无限哀愁;一会儿欢欣鼓舞，奏响喜悦;一会儿肝肠寸断，欲罢不能……。他们像飘逸的仙女，在朗读的沉醉中，忘怀了老师，忘怀了自己，用他们变化多彩的语调，诉说着人类诗文世界的优美。

每一次朗读，都是一种希望;每一次朗读，都是心灵的震撼;每一次朗读，都凝聚着是老师呕心沥血的璀璨。

静静地感受着“老骥伏枥，壮心不已”的豪情抒怀;感受着“沉醉不知归路”的欢快回忆;感受着“未出茅庐而天下三分”的军事智慧;感觉着“生于忧患，死于安乐”的严峻沉思，感受着“怒发冲冠凭栏处”的杀敌报国之情。肝胆相照的英雄，聪明过人的智者，才华横溢的文人，汇聚在一个个稚嫩的声音中，简直响彻天地。

“风声雨声读书声声声耳”!教室的阅读是情真意切。田野丰收的迷香从书中走来，人间的温情在书中激荡，未来的憧憬在书中跃出，生活的结晶在书中镌刻。阅读声，不论是清晰的、稚嫩的，都是一种力量，呈现出一派生机。

晨读，是划破天际的流星，是雨后悬空的彩虹，是战场冲锋的号角。

“一天之计在于晨”，在记忆的黄金时间，朗读声，是开启每一天的闹铃。它将穿越时空，唱着春天的故事。

晨读的散文 篇2

秋的晨，灰蒙蒙的透着些水雾，走到这些雾霭中，冰凉的细水露打在脸上，让人不禁有些许寒战，不是卷过一阵风，不由的紧了紧身上的衣服，快步向梦云湖走去。

晨读是一件很惬意的事，犹如古代文人骚客们游荡在山水之间泼文洒墨，周围有许多朗朗读书声，有的踱着步捧着一本书忘我的朗读，有的坐在湖边，风吹起前额的发丝仍不为所动，依旧默默地看着。我只是悄悄地来到湖前，轻轻的打开包拿出淡淡青草气息的书卷，躲在一个小小的角落，进入属于我自己的世界。

读得久了，便抬眼望一望湖水，那墨绿色的水，时而泛起一圈圈波纹，虽是墨绿但甚澄澈，水底的鱼儿很清新的出现在我眼前，他们总有在湖上走道的.边缘，似乎在倾听人类的语言，人类的文明，让我想到古时那优秀的大文豪们幼时偷偷趴在窗下学的一些知识，这种精神在现在还有么?只有那傻傻的鱼儿再水里暗暗歆羡那些古人效仿他们的动人举动。

优雅的湖畔，悦耳的鸟鸣，这样绝佳的读书圣地，让我心驰神往。清晨是一天中最清新畅快的，不似午的灼热，夜的空荡，清晨捧上一卷书带着空气中的花瓣的气息一同咀嚼，唇齿留香。

晨读的时刻总是逝去的飞快，不知不觉阳光已经焦灼了水露，霸道的剥夺了我们青爽自然的空间，但我们携回满袖书香，满襟书意。

晨读的散文 篇3

There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born here, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size and its turbulences as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter—the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is the New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something.

大致说来有三个纽约。首先是那些土生土长的男男女女的纽约，他们对这座城市习以为常，认为它有这样的规模和喧嚣，乃是自然而然、不可避免的。其次是家住郊区、乘公交车到市内上班的人们的纽约--这座城市每到白天就被如蝗的人群吞噬进去，每到晚上又给吐出来。第三是外来人的纽约，他们生于他乡，到纽约来寻求机缘。

Of these three trembling cities the greatest is the last—the city of final destination, the city that is a goal. It is this third city that accounts for New York’s high-strung disposition, its poetic deportment, its dedication to the arts, and its incomparable achievements.

在这三座充满骚动的城市中，最了不起的是最后一座--那座被视为最终归宿的城市，视为追寻目标的城市。正是由于这第三座城市，纽约才有了紧张的秉性、诗人的气质、对艺术的执着追求、无与伦比的成就。

Commuters give the city its tidal restlessly; natives give it solidity and continuity; but the settlers give it passion. And whether it is a farmer arriving from Italy to set up a small grocery store in a slum, or a young girl arriving from a small town in Mississippi to escape the indignity of being observed by her neighbors, or a boy arriving from the Corn Belt with a manuscript in his suitcase and a pain in his heart, it makes no difference; each embraces New York with the intense excitement of first love, each absorbs New York with the fresh eyes of an adventurer, each generates heat and light to dwarf the Consolidated Edison Company.

上班族给纽约带来了潮汐般时涨时落的骚动，当地人保证了纽约的稳固和持续发展，而外来人则赋予纽约以激情。无论是从意大利来到贫民窟开小杂货店的农夫，还是从密西西比州某小镇跑出来躲避邻居的淫秽目光的年轻姑娘，还是从玉米地带1满怀酸楚地拎着手稿跑来的小伙子，情况都没有什么两样：每个人都怀着初恋的激情拥抱纽约，每个人都以冒险家的新奇目光审视纽约，每个人散发出的光和热，足以令爱迪生联合电气公司相形见绌。

晨读的散文 篇4

At age 89, Mary Fasano graduated with a bachelor s degree from the Extension School last week and entered the history books as the oldest person to earn an undergraduate degree at Harvard. Following is the speech she delivered -- "The Power of Knowledge" -- at the Extension School diploma awarding ceremony:

I remember one night a few years ago when my daughter was frantic with worry. After my Harvard Extension School classes, I usually arrived at the bus station near my home by 11 p.m., but on that night I was nowhere to be found. My daughter was nervous. It wasn t safe for a single woman to walk alone on the streets at night, especially one as defenseless as I am: I can slay a mugger with my sharp wit, but I m just too short to do any real physical damage.

That night my daughter checked the bus station, drove around the streets, and contacted some friends. But she couldn t find me -- until she called my astronomy professor who told her that I was on top of the Science Center using the telescope to gaze at the stars. Unaware of the time, I had gotten lost in the heavens and was only thinking about the new things I had learned that night in class.

This story illustrates a habit I have developed over the years: I lose track of the time when it comes to learning. How else do you explain a woman who began high school at age 71 and who is graduating with a bachelor s degree at 89? I may have started late, but I will continue to learn as long as I am able because there is no greater feeling, in my opinion, than traveling to a faraway country as I have and being able to identify by sight the painting of a famous artist, the statue of an obscure sculptor, the cathedral of an ancient architect. I have found that the world is a final exam that you can never be prepared enough for. So I will continue to take classes and tell my story.

Lately it seems that everyone is asking me, "Mary, what advice do you have for other students?" So while I have you all here, I m going to ease my burden of answering you each individually:

If the saying is true that wisdom comes with age, you may safely assume that I am one of the wisest people in this hall and possibly at this university today. So listen to me when I tell you this: Knowledge is power.

My studies were interrupted when I was in the 7th grade, back sometime around World War I. I loved school but I was forced to leave it to care for my family. I was consigned to work in a Rhode Island cotton mill, where I labored for many years. I eventually married and raised 5 children, 20 grandchildren, and 18 great-grandchildren. But all the while I felt inferior to those around me. I knew I was as smart as a college graduate. I knew I was capable of doing a job well -- I had proved it by running a successful family business for decades that still exists. But I wanted more. I wanted to feel confident when I spoke and I wanted people to respect my opinions.

Does it surprise you to discover how much you have in common with an 89-year-old woman? I know that many of you graduates today, whether you were born in 1907 or 1967, have faced similar barriers to completing your studies and have sometimes felt inferior around those you work or socialize with just because you didn t have a degree.

But I am here today -- like you are -- to prove that it can be done; that the power gained by understanding and appreciating the world around us can be obtained by anyone regardless of social status, personal challenges, or age. That belief is what has motivated me for the last 75 years to get this degree. It is also the mission of the Harvard Extension School. Without the support I received from this school, I might not have graduated until I was 100 -- a phrase that many of you have probably used in jest.

There are many students here who do not have the opportunity that I do to speak their minds and have everybody listen, whether they want to or not. But be assured, fellow graduates, that we are more similar than you might think. If you have treated education as your main goal, and not as a means to an end, then you, too, have probably been claimed as a missing person once in your academic career, whether you were lost in the stars or the stacks of Widener Library.

And you, too, know that the journey was worth it, and that the power of knowledge makes me the most formidable 89-year-old woman at the bus stop.

晨读的散文 篇5

When love beckons you

When love beckons to you, follow him, though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you, yield to him, though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. And when he speaks to you, believe in him, though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden. For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning. Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, so shall he descend to our roots and shake them in their clinging to earth. But if, in your fear you would seek only love’s peace and love’s pleasure, then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love’s threshing-floor, into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, and weep, but not all of your tears. Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself. Love possesses not, nor would it be possessed, for love is sufficient unto love. Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself. But if you love and must have desires, let these be you desires: To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To know the pain of too much tenderness.

To be wounded by your own understanding of love. And to bleed willingly and joyfully. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving. To rest at noon hour and meditate love’s ecstasy. To return home at eventide with gratitude. And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

晨读的散文 篇6

幸福的本质

I live in Hollywood. You may think people in such a glamorous, fun-filled place are happier than others. If so, you have some mistaken ideas about the nature of happiness.

我住在好莱坞。你可能认为住在这样一个魅力四射、充满欢笑的地方要比其他人更幸福。倘若如此，你就误解了幸福的本质。

Many intelligent people still equatehappiness with fun. The truth is that fun and happiness have little or nothing in common. Fun is what we experience during an act. Happiness is what we experience after an act. It is a deeper, more abiding emotion.

许多聪明人依旧将幸福与娱乐等同起来。事实上，娱乐与幸福很少、甚至毫无共同之处。娱乐是某个活动进行中的体验，而幸福则是活动之后的体验。幸福是更深刻、更持久的情感。

Going to an amusement park or ball game, watching a movie or television, are fun activities that help us relax, temporarily forget our problems and maybe even laugh. But they do not bring happiness, because their positive effects end when the fun ends.

去游乐场或去看球赛，看电影或看电视，这些都是娱乐活动，有助于我们放松身心，暂时忘却自己的.难题，甚至让我们放声大笑。但是，这一切并不能带来幸福，因为娱乐一结束，它们的正面效应亦随之终结。

I have often thought that if Hollywood stars have a role to play, it is to teach us that happiness has nothing to do with fun. These rich, beautiful individuals have constant access to glamorousparties, fancy cars, expensive homes, everything that spells "happiness".

我常常这样想，如果好莱坞明星起到某种作用的话，那就是向我们昭示幸福与娱乐毫无关系。作为个人，他们富有，楚楚动人，可以随时出席令人神往的宴会，拥有顶尖级汽车、昂贵的宅第--这一切似乎意味着“幸福”。

But in memoir after memoir, celebrities reveal the unhappiness hidden beneath all their fun: depression, alcoholism, drug addiction, broken marriages, troubled children, profound loneliness.

然而，在一部又一部的回忆录中，名流们揭示了隐藏在这一切娱乐活动背后的不幸：忧郁、酗酒、吸毒成瘾、失败的婚姻、饱受困扰的孩子、极度的孤独。

The way people clingto the belief that a fun-filled, pain-free life equates happiness actually diminishes their chances of ever attaining real happiness. If fun and pleasure are equated with happiness, then pain must be equated with unhappiness. But, in fact, the opposite is true: More times than not, things that lead to happiness involve some pain.

人们执迷不悟，以为充满欢笑、没有痛苦的生活就等于幸福;这实际上减少了他们真正臻于幸福之境的可能性。如果娱乐和快乐等同于幸福的话，那么痛苦必然等同于不幸福。可事实正相反：导致幸福的一切常常蕴含着些许痛苦。

As a result, many people avoid the very endeavors that are the source of true happiness. They fear the pain inevitably brought by such things as marriage, raising children, professional achievement, religious commitment, civicor charitablework, and self-improvement.

因此，许多人不愿努力，而这些努力恰恰正是真正幸福的源泉。诸如婚姻、抚育子女、职业成就、宗教信仰、公共及慈善事业、自身修养等必然带来痛苦，他们因而对于这一切心怀畏惧。

晨读的散文 篇7

“一年之计在于春，一天之计就在于晨”!佳的最佳读书时间就是早晨啦。每天早晨起床，刷牙、洗脸完，喝杯温开水(这是佳佳从小养成的好习惯!)就开始读书啦。

读书计划是这个学期佳妈和佳新立的“规矩”。佳从来不赖床，总是比小蜜蜂还勤劳，早早的就起床。以前因为太早起床没事做，就看动画片，越早起床可上学越晚，因为动画片看的入迷吃饭磨蹭、上学磨蹭

还总是丢三落四(幼儿园要求每天带小手帕，总会忘记)，佳妈想改变这样的现状，这可让佳妈我头疼了好长时间。偶然一次和同学的聊天中得知，“晨读”是个很不错的建议!于是决定和佳一起晨读。

刚开始的时候，佳总是做不到，一起床，“我要看动画片!”慢慢地，我跟她约定，“以后凡是休息天，佳可以看很长时间的动画片。”用佳的话来说，“想看到什么时候就看到什么时候!”(让她从语言上小小的满足了一下，(*^__^*) 嘻嘻……)其他的时间，和妈妈一起看书。

在佳梳头的小凳前，比平时多了一本佳平时喜欢看的书，佳妈一边梳头，一边让佳自己选择自己喜欢讲的故事，(这点很重要，给她自由选择的权利。)她常常很自豪，“妈妈，今天我想讲这个故事。”“好!讲佳喜欢的故事。”(其实每个故事佳都爱听!)

在佳妈梳头的时候，让佳尝试自己讲故事。因为直到现在，晚上睡觉前的故事都是妈妈讲，或者录音机讲，佳佳听。现在，我想多创造点机会让佳自己整理句子，自己尝试看图编故事。有的时候她不一定能讲到点子上，但是很多时候会让佳妈我有很多惊奇的发现。然后，佳妈再讲故事里的内容，她就会特别的感兴趣。

每天的阅读时间可由5分钟到15分钟不等，根据佳佳的兴趣。一段时间下来，我发现佳现在一起床就摸着本小书开始挑选喜欢的故事，也从短短的5分钟，到现在催着吃饭，她还会说，“妈妈再讲这两个，讲完我会很快吃饭的。”(这样既培养了佳的读书兴趣，又加快了吃饭的速度，一举两得，何乐而不为呢!)

唯一让佳妈遗憾的地方，晨读的时候还是佳妈讲的多，佳佳听的多。在以后得日子里，我要尝试多让佳来讲，妈妈来做听众啊!

(值得骄傲的是，佳从小班起，一直是班里的“故事大王”!有段时间佳妈偷懒给佳买了《西游记》的故事磁带，佳居然在幼儿园里给小伙伴讲的头头是道……虽然这样，但佳妈认为还是不能忽略了和佳一起阅读的美好时光。)