适合朗读的英文散文
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适合朗读的英文散文 篇1
I think the center of my faith is an absolute certainty of good. Like everyone else, I get low and there are times when I feel as if I have my fins backwards and am swimming upstream in heavy boots. But even in these dark times, even though I feel cut off, perhaps, and alone, I am aware - even if distantly - that I am part of a whole and that the whole is true and real and good.
I have never had any difficultly in believing in God. I don't believe in a personal God and I don't quite see how it is possible to believe in a God who knows both good and evil and yet to trust in him. I believe in God, Good, in One Mind, and I believe we are all subject to and part of this oneness.
It's taken me time to understand words like "tolerance" and "understanding." I have given lip service to "tolerance" and to "understanding" for years but only now do I think I begin to understand a little what they mean. If we are all one of another, and this, though uncomfortably, is probably the case, then sooner or later we have got to come to terms with each other. I believe in the individuality of man, and it is only by individual experience that we can, any of us, make a contribution to understanding.
I've always been a bit confused about self and egotism(自负) because I instinctively felt both were barriers to understanding. And so in a sense they are.
I used to worry a lot about personality and that sort of egotism. I noticed that certain artists - musicians, for instance - would allow their personalities to get between the music and the listener. But others, greater and therefore humbler, became clear channels through which the music was heard unimpeded(畅通无阻的). And it occurred to me, not very originally, that the good we know in man is from God so it is a good thing to try to keep oneself as clear as possible from the wrong sort of self. And it's not very easy, particularly if you are on the stage!
I am one of those naturally happy people even when they get low soon bounce back. In minor things like housekeeping and keeping in sight of letters to be answered I am a Planny-Annie. That is to say I get through the chores in order to enjoy the space beyond. But I do find that, believing in the operation of good as I do, I cannot make plans - important ones, I mean - but I must prepare the ground and then leave the way free as far as possible. This, of course, means being fearless and isn't fatalistic, because you see I believe that when I am faithful enough to be still and to allow things to happen serenely, they do. And this being still isn't a negative state but an awareness of one's true position.
Friends are the most important things in my life - that and the wonder of being necessary to someone. But these things pass and in end one is alone with God. I'm not nearly ready for that yet, but I do see it with my heart's eye.
I don't understand it entirely, but I believe there is only now and our job is to recognize and rejoice in this now. Now... Not, of course, the man-measured now of Monday, Friday, or whenever, but the now of certain truth. That doesn't change. Surely everything has been done - is done. Our little problem is to reveal and enjoy.
适合朗读的英文散文 篇2
Years ago a farmer owned land along the Atlantic seacoast. He constantly advertised for hired hands. Most people were reluctant to work on farms along the Atlantic. They dreaded the awful storms that raged across the Atlantic, wreaking havoc(肆虐) on the buildings and crops. As the farmer interviewed applicants for the job, he received a steady stream of refusals.
Finally, a short, thin man, well past middle age, approached the farmer. "Are you a good farmhand?" the farmer asked him.
"Well, I can sleep when the wind blows," answered the little man.
Although puzzled by this answer, the farmer, desperate for help, hired him. The little man worked well around the farm, busy from dawn to dusk, and the farmer felt satisfied with the man's work.
Then one night the wind howled loudly in from offshore. Jumping out of bed, the farmer grabbed a lantern and rushed next door to the hired hand's sleeping quarters. He shook the little man and yelled, "Get up! A storm is coming! Tie things down before they blow away!"
The little man rolled over in bed and said firmly, "No sir. I told you, I can sleep when the wind blows."
Enraged by the response, the farmer was tempted to fire him on the spot. Instead, he hurried outside to prepare for the storm. To his amazement, he discovered that all of the haystacks had been covered with tarpaulins. The cows were in the barn, the chickens were in the coops, and the doors were barred. The shutters were tightly secured. Everything was tied down. Nothing could blow away.
The farmer then understood what his hired hand meant, so he returned to his bed to also sleep while the wind blew.
MORAL: When you're prepared, spiritually, mentally, and physically, you have nothing to fear.
Can you sleep when the wind blows through your life? The hired hand in the story was able to sleep because he had secured the farm against the storm.
适合朗读的英文散文 篇3
Looking into the sunset I can't help but notice
that despite her beauty,
a sense of struggle and hopeless surround the sky .
Deep inside you realize that this day is gone,
and everything that It had brought is lost forever.
Every thought,every action,every dream,every hope,
every sight,every sound is gone.
There is no chance of every being returned the same,
exactly the same.
For every moment has a limit to what it can capture,
Every memory has a limit to what it had retrieve.
凝望夕阳，我无法抑止地看到，
无论她是如何的美丽动人，
挣扎和绝望依然萦绕天幕，
内心深处，你明白今日已逝，
它所带来的一切也永远消失了，
每一脉思想，每一次行动，每一个梦想，每一线希望，
每一幅景象，每一缕声音，都消逝而去，
一切都不可能还复如初，
和原来一模一样，
只因每一个时刻所能捕捉的东西是有限的，
甚至每一段记忆所能缅怀的一切也是有限的。
And the colours in the sky try to entertain us.
one last act with painted smiles,
for they too know that nothing can be done to save the day.
So futile their attempt to comfort our fear of the night.
our horror as we try to find our way,
like children who wanderinto a forest and never return.
I am ingratiatedby the sunset because of
her sensitivity as she tries to push the darkness
back for just a moment more.
But like so many times before....to no avail!
而天空中的绮丽色彩努力让我们快乐起来，
最后上演的是五彩缤纷的微笑，
因为它们也知晓，做什么都无法留住时日，
它们想安慰我们对夜的恐惧，而又如此徒劳无益，
虽然恐惧，我们依然寻找出路，
宛若在林中的孩心，彷徨不知归路，
我满心欢喜，只因夕阳的敏感，
她竭力将黑暗推回，仅仅为了再多驻留一刻，
可却犹如以往，一切都无济于事....
适合朗读的英文散文 篇4
We should not hesitate too much during the first half of our lives, while we should not regret at what we’ve done during the other half. We should seize every opportunity to find a way out in our lives, for it goes off swiftly. We should say something urgent slowly, something serious clearly, something small humorously and something unsure cautiously. We should never say something that did not happen, something that you cannot do, something that does harm to others, and something that is disgusting. We should tell others our happiness in specific occasions and should not tell anyone our unhappiness. Do not easily say something about others. We should follow our own heart and interest, and fulfill what we should do instead of merely paying lip service and looking forward to the future.
人的上半生：要不犹豫;人的下半生：要不后悔;活在当下，把握每次的机会，因为机会稍纵即逝，为自己的生命找到出路!急事，慢慢的说;大事，清楚的说;小事，幽默的说;没把握的事，谨慎的说;没发生的事，不要胡说;做不到的事，别乱说;伤害人的事，不能说;讨厌的事，对事不对人的说;开心的事，看埸合说;伤心的事，不要见人就说;别人的事，小心的说;自己的事，听听自己的心怎么说;现在的事，做了再说;未来的事，未来再说。
Everyone is craving for a happy life, but owning wealth does not necessarily mean owning happiness. To truly reach happiness, we need to know how to get on with others. So we need to understand the core of happiness and achieve what we desire.
每一个人都渴望幸福的人生,但是不一定拥有财富的人就真正拥有幸福,要想幸福就要懂得人与人如何相处,所以我们要了解幸福,认识幸福,从而得到一生美满的幸福.
Without happiness, one will feel terribly miserable, for he always insists that he has done the right thing all the time and that others often do wrong to him. He attributes every mistake to others or the environment instead of reflecting on himself, which renders him farther and farther away from happiness. A celebrity once said, “Nobody intends to make mistake. One makes mistake because of his igorance.” Therefore, if someone makes mistake, we need to care about him, forgive him and enlighten him by setting a good example for him instead of losing temper, hatred to him. Othewise, we are also ingorant like him, for we also make a stupid mistake that leads us farther from happiness.
没有幸福的人他很痛苦,人之所以痛苦,就是认为自己总是对的,别人总是对不起我,将一切错误都归罪于别人和外境,念念都觉得自己没有错,而不反省自己也有满身的过失.这就是使自己远离了幸福.正如劳格拉底说:"没有人想犯下错误,之所以会犯下错误,乃是他的无知.'故而如果有人犯下错误,我要会去关怀他,宽恕他,以及以身做则地去感化他,而不是去发怒.生气.讨厌和打击他.否则,我们就与他一样,同样是无知的人,因为我们也犯下了无知的错误远离了幸福的人生.
We need to know and understand happiness before we finally get it. A smart man must know to do something good even though it may be small, and not to do something wicked even though it may be tiny in the course of socializing. As long as we keep a kind heart and do everything morally and legally, we can live a placid life. But if we keep an evil heart and do whatever we want, we are indeed digging a tomb for ourselves. A smart man knows to learn a lesson from his falls for he knows that every setback is a precious experience leading to happiness in the future. He will not waste his time in critizing others. Instead, he tends to spend more time seeking his own happiness. He knows to keep a heart of conscience and not to spread others’ mistakes. He also knows to think before he leaps so that he will not feel regretful afterwards. Moreover, he knows to tolerate others, so he can naturally lead a happy life.
我们要认识幸福,了解幸福,才能够得到幸福的人生,聪明的人他必定懂得无论,处事,待人,接物都要做到,"勿以善小而不为,勿以恶小而为之'.人心正则人人从善,事事循理,自能安以相处,人心邪,则次情纵欲,任意妄行自必贻患无穷的道理.他知道跌倒的时候,不要白白地爬起来,任何一种磨练都是通向幸福的宝贵经验.他不会胡乱耗时间去批评别人,而是多花时间改善自己营造幸福.他懂得不会将自己的心田昧,更不会把他人的过失扬.他明白事不三思终会后悔,能够忍让自然幸福而无忧.
In order to possess a happy life, we need to know more about others, about the society, about our culture and history. We should be patriotic, abide by the law and realize our own responsibility, then we are doomed to have a happy life.
拥有幸福人生需要多了解他人,社会,文化,历史从而爱国守法,干好自己的本职工作，则必定自己会拥有幸福人生!
适合朗读的英文散文 篇5
当最后一片树叶从高高的枝头飘落下来，依偎在大地怀抱里的时候，冬天来了；当最后一朵花儿在寒风中渐渐凋谢，幻化成粒粒细沙的时候，冬天来了；当最后一群大雁从高远的天空中滑翔而过，寻觅温暖的栖息地的时候，冬天来了……
冬天如一首玲珑的五言诗，于平平仄仄中彰显清新的意韵，恰似一幅空灵的山水画，于点染勾勒中吐纳出浓浓诗意。在我的心中，冬天是一年四季中最富有韵味的季节。
经历了春之明媚，夏之热烈，秋之丰硕后，冬则更显得真切自然。千里冰封，万里雪飘，千树万树披上银装，世界呈现出一片朴实无华的景象：山野卸下了华彩绚丽的装束，以天然的本色迎接新春的到来；河流凝固其身躯，坦露出明净的肌肤；腊梅以它的冷艳傲立霜枝，任凭阵阵寒风扫过……在冬天里，我们自可在宁静中映着白雪与柔光让灵魂告别奢华的时尚，告别骨子里的浮躁，学一学冬天的真切与坦然，活出最真实的自我。
这漫漫冬意，不如春意姹紫嫣红，千里莺啼绿映红；不如夏意热闹，听取蛙声一片；不如秋意绵绵，香山红叶红满天，但冬意却是温暖博爱的。冬日的阳光缓缓泻下，淌尽每一个角落，送出一份份真挚的情意，温暖人心。一束束轻柔而温暖的光线孕育出丝丝生机。冬雨绵绵，夹杂着似雪非雪的冰滴，声声滴落，落入每一块田地，滋润每一寸土地，喂饱一株株生命，孕育出丝丝希望。冬天并不是人们想象中的那么凝绝幻灭，冬天是充满大爱的，她以她独特的方式哺育着万物。冬天的爱，多了一份含蓄，多了一份厚重。
当然，冬天也有它尖刻的一面，北风凛冽，足以吹伤玫瑰娇羞的容颜，足以吹寒人们的心。然而，这正是冬的睿智之处。古人说得好，“不经一番寒彻骨，怎得梅花扑鼻香”，正是如此，更能磨砺人的意志。倘若事事都顺人心意，如春般激情四射，如夏般火热绚烂，如秋般沉默静美，这样一帆风顺，平淡无奇的人生意义何在？冬是寒彻心骨的，但冬给人的启迪是深邃的。冬天洗尽了人们心灵的轻浮，涤尽了人民内心的娇涩。只有经历过冬之洗礼，冬之考验的人才能更加昂扬地面对人生路途中的条条荆棘，战胜道道挫折。这份深意或许只有感冬之人方能体会吧。
感受冬之韵，领悟人生之大境界。如冬之真切，在冷静中活出素面朝天的精彩；如冬之大爱，在生活中播洒爱的种子，让爱的光辉温暖人间；如冬之睿智，在长风破浪中直挂云帆济沧海！
夜阑人静，窗外的冬雨稀稀落落地下，我静听着这叮咚的雨声，感悟着冬这个季节所蕴含的独特韵味。
适合朗读的英文散文 篇6
我站在路灯下。背着光。看斑驳的影子，那是我。我伸出手来。让光透过指缝。竟然会有灼热的感觉。心冷了，指尖的触觉就变得敏感了。
我沿着街道。一直走。没有方向。我想。要是有一个人。突然拦住我该多好。我站在十字路口，看时光流逝。夜幕降临。华灯初上，可心归何处？
我企盼的。始终得不到，我只能一个人走。在这喧闹的世界，进进出出。翘首，却也无法晒到阳光 。
我轻轻的闭上双眼，在心底默默细数。我只愿数到10，结果我数到100，睁开眼却还是失落。原来。只是我天真。
是不是可以不必再等了?再等下去。心都要腐朽了。而我。只是个普通人。看不破的是红尘。
我真的好想问"为什么"。但难以启齿。哪来那么多的"为什么"。问了只会让人心生厌恶吧。好吧。我什么都不说。不再相问。
通常。眼泪是我表达情感的工具，感动了。要哭，伤心了。也要哭。我的眼泪是廉价的。所以。我在哭的时候。心更疼了。
后来，我不再哭了。我终于可以笑了。即使心很疼。微笑刚刚好，大笑。让我的脸上多了皱纹。
不懂珍惜-失了人心，错爱-失了年华。下一步，下一步的下一步，我该如何走。
寂寞的时候。想唱歌。张张嘴。发现原来自己不会唱歌。那么。当我寂寞的时候。还能去做些什么？
寂寞了，就一个人出去走走，看天，看云，看鸟，看人……
我以为我是不会寂寞的，其实一直都很寂寞。我也以为自己不怕寂寞，确实。是习惯了寂寞。习惯了独自一人在黑色的夜里穿梭。
有时候。夜，很美，很陶醉。有时候。夜色太深，似乎可以把人吞没。
我时常想，这就是我们所谓的青春，炽热的青春，追赶着时光，追赶着未来，而去。不复返。我多想停下来，回首旧时光，再看看身边的人。
谁能忘记，这一路走来受的伤。曾经的自己。活的像笑话。
我不停地奔跑，只为寻找一个理想的自己。那个理想的我，宠辱不惊，风轻云淡，不会轻易的掉眼泪。
我希望。有一天。推开门。我可以无比温婉地说：“ 嗨，你好吗？我很好。”
————记录我的高三碎时光
适合朗读的英文散文 篇7
Samuel Ullman
Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.
Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of sixty more than a boy of twenty. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals.
Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust.
Whether sixty or sixteen, there is in every human beings heart the lure of wonders, the unfailing child-like appetite of whats next, and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station; so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from the Infinite, so long are you young.
When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then youve grown old, even at twenty, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch the waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at eighty.