第一篇：電影《呼嘯山莊》的英文劇本

Wuthering Heights script

Call off your ungodly dogs!

Down!

Quiet!Down!

Are you Mr.Heathcliff?

Well, l'm Mr.Lockwood, your new tenant at the Grange.l'm lost.l--

Can l get a guide from amongst your lads?

No, you cannot.l've only got one, and he's needed here.Well, then, l'll have to stay till morning.Do as you please.Quiet!Down!

Thank you for your hospitality.Could you extend it to a cup of tea?

-Shall l?No fire will burn in yonder grate.Chimbley's all blocked up.Very well.Thanks.Good night.l said good night.Heathcliff!

Let me in!

l'm lost on the moors!

-lt's Cathy!l don't believe life comes back...once it's died and calls again to the living.No, l don't.Maybe if l told you her story, you'd change your mind...about the dead coming back.Maybe you'd know, as l do...that there is a force that brings them back...if their hearts were wild enough in life.Tell me her story.lt began 40 years ago...when l was young...in the service of Mr.Earnshaw...Cathy's father.Cathy's father.Wuthering Heights was a lovely place in those days...full of summertime and youth and happy voices.One day Mr.Earnshaw was returning from a visit to Liverpool.-You'll not catch me!Go along upstairs.Joseph says his horse is coming over the hill.Evening, Mr.Earnshaw.-Hello, Joseph.Back so soon?

What in the world have you got there?

A gift of God.Although it's as dark as if he came from the devil.-Quiet, me bonny lad, we're home.Here, here!

Come on, you young imp of Satan.Off with ye.-Cathy, Hindley!Hello, Father!

There you are.lt's what you've always wanted.A riding crop.Be careful how you use it.-Oh, it's wonderful!Ow!Father, make her stop!

No, children.This is Hindley's violin.One of the best in Liverpool.Here.Fine tone.And a bow to go with it.Here you are, Paganini.Who's that?

-He was hungry as a wolf.ln my room?

He can't.l won't let him.Children, you may as well learn now that you must share what you have...with others not as fortunate as yourselves.-Take charge of the lad, Ellen.This horse.-You can't have him.He's mine!You never had a father!

You gypsy beggar!You can't have mine!

Stop that!Don't come near me!

Let him go!You killed him!

l'm going to tell Father.He'll punish you for this.You can't go near him till he's well.-You heard Dr.Kenneth!Whoa, Jane.-You're so handsome when you smile.You did? l said your father was the emperor of China and your mother an lndian queen.lt's true, Heathcliff.You were kidnapped by wicked sailors and brought to England.But l'm glad.l've always wanted to know somebody of noble birth.All the princes l ever read about had castles.Of course.They captured them.You must capture one too.There's a beautiful castle that lies waiting for your lance, Sir Prince.You mean Penistone Crag? Aw, that's just a rock.lf you can't see that's a castle, you'll never be a prince.Here, take your lance and charge!

See that black knight at the drawbridge? Challenge him!

Charge!

l challenge you to mortal combat, Black Knight!

Heathcliff!You've killed him!You've killed the black knight!

He's earned it for all his wicked deeds.Oh, it's a wonderful castle.-Heathcliff, let's never leave it.That's the third, Mr.Hindley.The third or the twenty-third, bring me another.Wine is a mocker.Strong drink is raging, Master Hindley.Stop spouting scripture and do as you're told, you croaking old parrot.Yes, Master Hindley.Sit down, Cathy, till you're excused from the table.Joseph, fill Miss Cathy's glass.Oh, my little sister disapproves of drinking.Well, l know some people who don't.Heathcliff, saddle my horse.Be quick about it, you gypsy beggar.l told you to be quick.Look at this stable.lt's a pigsty.ls this the way you do your work?

Clean it up.l want this floor cleaned and scrubbed tonight.Don't stand there showing your teeth.Give me a hand up.l want your work done when l come back at dawn, do you hear?

Oh, you're hoping l won't come back.You're hoping l'll fall and break my neck, aren't you?

Aren't you?

Well, come on, Heathcliff.Heathcliff, where are you going?

Come back!

-Did Joseph see which way you came?Come with me now.-Where?Call off your dogs, you fools!

Stay where you are.There's nothing to be alarmed about.-Who is it?Let me go!Catherine Earnshaw, Father.-Who's this with her?Can't tell.Send Robert to get Dr.Kenneth in the shay.Hurry.-You'll pay for this!l won't go without Cathy.Father, please, she's in pain.Go on.Run away.Bring me back the world.-Pack this fellow off.Apologize to Mr.Linton at once.Bring in some tea, please.-Cathy.He was my friend long before you.-That blackguard?Stop calling those l love names!

Those you love?

Cathy, what possesses you? Do you realize the things you're saying?

l'm saying that l hate you.l hate the look of your milk-white face.l hate the touch of your soft, foolish hands.That gypsy's evil soul has got into you.-Yes, it's true!l can't.No matter what l ever do or say, this is me now.Standing on this hill with you.This is me forever.Come.When you went away, what did you do? Where did you go?

l went to Liverpool.One night l shipped for America on a brigantine going to New Orleans.We were held up by the tide, and l lay all night on the deck...thinking of you and the years and years ahead without you.l jumped overboard and swam ashore.l think l'd have died if you hadn't.You're not thinking of that other world now.Smell the heather.Fill my arms with heather.All they can hold.Come on.You're still my queen!

And as time went by...Cathy again was torn between her wild, uncontrollable passion for Heathcliff...and the new life she had found at the Grange...that she could not forget.l got the soap in my eyes!Where's the towel?

-Oh, it's hot!Don't do that!

Ellen, haven't you finished yet?

Supposing you're not ready when he gets here.Keep still.Any young man that will come sniveling back after the way you treated him...you can keep waiting forever.What's wrong with him, sending you perfume? Hasn't he any pride?

l sent my apologies, didn't l?

l can't believe this change in you, Miss Cathy.Yesterday you were a harum-scarum child with dirty hands and a willful heart.Look at you.Oh, you're lovely, Miss Cathy.Lovely.That's a very silly lie.l'm not lovely.What l am is very brilliant.lndeed?

lt enables me to be superior to myself.There's nothing to be gained by just looking pretty like lsabella.Every beauty mark must conceal a thought and every curl be full of humor...as well as brilliantine.as well as brilliantine.Such prattle.We--

Since when are you in the habit of entering my room, Heathcliff?

l want to talk to you.Go outside, Ellen.l will not!l take orders from Mistress Catherine, not stable boys.Go outside.All right, Ellen.Now that we're so happily alone, may l know to what l owe this great honor?

-He's coming here again.ls he coming here?

-Of course not.Please go away.Oh, l'm your Cathy?l will.Go away.This is my room, a lady's room, not a room for servants with dirty hands.Let me alone!

Yes.Tell the dirty stable boy to let go of you.He soils your pretty dress.But who soils your heart? Not Heathcliff!

Who turns you into a vain, cheap, worldly fool? Linton does!

You'll never love him, but you'll let yourself be loved to please your vanity.Loved by that milksop with buckles on his shoes!

Stop it and get out!

You had your chance to be something else.But thief or servant were all you were born to be, or beggar beside a road.Not earning favors, but whimpering for them with your dirty hands!

That's all l've become to you: a pair of dirty hands.Well, have them then!

Have them where they belong!

lt doesn't help to strike you.Good evening, Ellen.l hope l'm not too early.-Miss Cathy will be down in a minute.Yea, Lord.Spare the righteous and smite the ungodly.Stop your pratter.-Good night, Joseph.That l'd give him my answer tomorrow.Do you love him, Miss Cathy?

-Yes!Of course.Because he'll be rich someday.l'll be the finest lady in the county.Now tell me how you love him.l love the ground under his feet, the air above his head...and everything he touches.What about Heathcliff?

Oh, Heathcliff.He gets worse every day.lt would degrade me to marry him.l wish he hadn't come back.lt would be heaven to escape from this disorderly, comfortless place.Well, if Master Edgar and his charms and money...Well, if Master Edgar and his charms and money...and parties mean heaven to you...what's to keep you from taking your place among the Linton angels?

l don't think l belong in heaven.l dreamt once l was there.l dreamt l went to heaven, and it didn't seem to be my home.l broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth.The angels were so angry, they flung me out in the middle of the heath...on top of Wuthering Heights.l woke up sobbing with joy.That's it, Ellen!

l have no more business marrying Edgar than l have of being in heaven.But Ellen, what can l do?

You're thinking of Heathcliff.Who else?

He's sunk so low.He seems to take pleasure in being brutal.And yet...he's more myself than l am.Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.Linton's is as different as frost from fire.My one thought in living is Heathcliff.l am Heathcliff.Everything he's suffered, l've suffered.The little happiness he's ever known, l've had too.lf everything died and Heathcliff remained...life would still be full for me.Hey, Heathcliff!Where's thee going?

Heathcliff!Come back!

He must have been listening.-Listening to us?Last time he did!

This time he won't.l know him.-Which way did he go, Joseph?The fool.He should have known l love him.l love him!

Heathcliff, come back!

-Thank heaven you've come home!You've got to go out again!

Miss Cathy's gone!They're looking for her--Joseph, everybody!

-Gone where?Yes.Don't stand there with your mouth open.Fetch me a bottle and we'll celebrate.Master Hindley, she'll die on the moors.-You've got to help.Get a fire in the east room.And some brandy.Turn this around to the fire.-The brandy, Miss lsabella.The rocks on Penistone Crag...the life almost out of her.Twenty drops in a glass of claret, well warmed.Then add a lump of sugar.There's nothing else l can tell you...except keep her in the sun and give her plenty of cream and butter.ln another month you'll be feeling like new.-Good-bye, dear.Not since the delirium passed.Sometimes fever can heal as well as destroy.l made some inquiries in the village of the people who knew him.-What did you hear?Heaven hope.''...days and yon pursuits.''

-Hello, Edgar.Let me have a look at her.Where have you been all day? l've missed you.Oh, this time of year every tenant has something to complain about.l've been arguing with old Swithin...whether we'd build him a new pigsty.Yes?

He decided we should.l saw Hindley in the village this afternoon.He wanted to know when you'll be coming home.l wasn't very truthful.l told him Dr.Kenneth said it would be months.Give me that.lt's time for her medicine.What did Dr.Kenneth say?

Twenty lumps of sugar in a glass--No.l'll go and ask Ellen.Yes.Go and ask Ellen.She's such a darling.But you've all been so nice to me.That's all l think about, how nice you are to me.But still, l can't stay here forever.Why not, Cathy...if l can make you happy?

You have made me happy, Edgar.You've given me so much of your own self, your strength.Darling, let me take care of you forever.Let me guard you and love you always.Would you love me always?

Yes.lt's so easy to love you.Because l'm no longer wild and blackhearted and full of gypsy ways?

-No.l--Well, l'll go and dress for dinner.What's wrong with the dogs?

Probably a servant coming back from the village.l talked to Jeff Peters this afternoon about that new wing of ours.lt doesn't look as though we'll marry lsabella off for another decade.lt's a brother's duty to introduce your sister to some other type...than fops and pale young poets.-You want a dragoon?What is it?

Someone wishes to see you.-You sound as if it were a ghost.He wants to see you.Tell him--Tell him l'm not at home.Not at home, Cathy? To whom are you not at home?

lt's Heathcliff.Seems he's come back.Well, that's news.Where has he been?

America, he said.He's so changed l hardly recognized him.-For the better, l hope.Go tell him l don't wish to see him.Oh, nonsense, Cathy.We can't be as cruel as that.He's come a long way, and he's a fine gentleman, so Ellen says.Let's see how America's managed to make a silk purse out of Master Heathcliff.-Show him in.How are you?

Hello, Cathy.-l remember this room.Wait, Heathcliff.Edgar and l have many neighbors whom we receive with hospitality and friendship.lf you are to be one of them, you're welcome to visit our house...but not with a scowl on your face or an old bitterness in your heart.Thank you.lt occurs to me that l have not congratulated you on your marriage.l've often thought of it.Allow me to express my delight over your happiness now.Good night.-l think you behaved abominably.You could have been civil to him.l conducted myself perfectly, and so did Cathy.-You dismissed him like a servant.l hope l misunderstood you.lt's impossible my sister could think of Heathcliff...as anything but a surly, dressed-up beggar, a lout and a boor.l shall make sure that you never see him again.Now go to dinner.Joseph.Yes, Master Hindley?

-Where's the key?A bad night, you call it?

How can l stay sober with that vulture's beak inside me?

He stabbed me in the dark.He robbed me of my home and gold.-Where's the wine?Get him what he wants.Dr.Kenneth has forbid it.What difference to the world whether he's drunk or sober?

Or to Dr.Kenneth? Do as l tell you.Get out.lt's too early in the morning to look on the devil.Your ingratitude makes me almost sad.All l have done to you is to enable you to be yourself.My money has helped you drink and gamble and enjoy the world as you wished.Now that you're without a home l remember that you gave me...a place to sleep when you might've turned me out.l allow you to remain...and even provide you with solace...against the doctor's orders.l'll have Wuthering Heights back.l'll be master here, and l'll turn you out as l should have done years ago.We're just in time, Joseph.Mr.Hindley is beginning to whine and stutter.He needs fire in his veins--

a little courage with which to face his unhappy life.l'll have my gold, and l'll have your blood, and hell can have your soul!

Laugh now, Heathcliff.There's no laughter in hell.All you have to do is to shoot.They'll thank me for it.The world will say l did right ridding it of a rotten gypsy beggar!

Yes!They'll say that.Shoot, and you'll be master here again.The whole county will resound with your courage.Go on, shoot, you puling chicken of a man...with not enough blood in you to keep your hand steady!

You remember that time you hit me with a rock?

The times you shamed and flogged me as your stable boy?

You were a coward then, and you're a coward now.Take him out.Find someplace for him to sleep.Aye.l'll put him to bed.Not in the master's room.l'm master here now.-His pistol.What is it?

-A lady to see you.Yes.That was very wise.Shall we look at the animal?

That isn't necessary.l've put him in the stables.He's being taken care of.l see.Won't you come in?

Get on with your work.l was furious with my brother, and Cathy too.l told them so.l thought they acted most shamefully.Let me give you a chair.Your brother didn't send you with these apologies?

Oh, no.He's forbidden me to--

To speak to me?

Yes.And Mrs.Linton?

She's also very angry with you.So in all the county you are my only friend.l would like to be.Well, let us celebrate our new friendship by a gallop over the moors.Oh, but my horse is lame.My dear, your horse is not lame, and it never was.You came to see me because you are lonely...because it is lonely sitting like an outsider...in so happy a house as your brother's--

lonely riding on the moors with no one at your side.You won't be lonely anymore.Good evening, sir.Good evening, Ellen.l was afraid you wouldn't come.Tonight would've been ruined if you hadn't.Good heavens.ls that Heathcliff?

Yes, it is.l can't believe it.Cathy having him here--

Not Cathy.lt's my sister.lt's just a young girl's fancy, but one must not inflame it...with too much opposition, but let it spend itself harmlessly in a few dances.Madam Eilers is going to play the harpsichord.Come and sit down.l shall let you hold my hand underneath my fan.Thank you very much.Oh, it's a waltz.Heathcliff, will you?

You see, we can hold each other, and no one can object...because that's the way it's danced.That's the way gypsies dance.l'm surprised to see such abandoned ways creep into so fine a house.Father used to say it'd undermine the whole of society...and turn us into profligates.-May l have the pleasure?Of course.l'm ready.You're not dancing this dance.Thank you.l'm nearly exhausted.Will the moonlight and a breath of air refresh you?

Always.Excuse me, please.Are you enjoying yourself, Heathcliff?

l've had the pleasure of watching you.You're very grand, Heathcliff.So handsome.Looking at you tonight l could not help but remember how things used to be.They used to be better.Don't pretend life hasn't improved for you.Life has ended for me.How can you stand here beside me and pretend not to remember?

Not to know that my heart is breaking for you?

That your face is the wonderful light burning in all this darkness?

Heathcliff, no.l forbid it.You forbid what your heart says?

-lt's saying nothing.What about, Cathy?

-About Heathcliff.ln what way? lt was bad enough your asking him here, but to make a spectacle of yourself.Catherine, be careful of what you say.You fool.You vain little fool.l'll not be silent any longer.l'm going to tell the truth.-Let me go.lt's a lie.lt's not a lie.He's told me so.He's kissed me.He's held me in his arms.He's told me that he loves me.-l'm going to your brother.Mistress Cathy, l mean.Mr.Hindley's away.lt's Mr.Heathcliff l wish to see.Oh.Oh, aye.l'll try and find him.Leave us, Joseph.What brings you to Wuthering Heights?

Does Edgar know? l doubt he'd approve.Heathcliff, is it true?

-ls what true?Then punish me!

l'm going to, when l take her in my arms--

when l promise her life and happiness.lf there's anything human left in you, don't do this.Don't make me a partner to such a crime.lt's stupid.lt's mad.lf you ever looked at me with what is in you, l'd be your slave.lf your heart were stronger than your fear of God and the world...l would live silently contented in your shadow.But no.You must destroy us both with that weakness you call virtue.You must keep me tormented with that cruelty you think so pious.You've been smug and pleased with my vile love of you, haven't you?

After this, you won't think of me as Cathy's foolish and despairing lover.You'll think of me as lsabella's husband...and be glad for my happiness...as l was for yours.-Drive to the village.Get Mr.Linton.Going after them is useless.We must go after them while there's still time.They mustn't marry.Don't disturb yourself.There's nothing l can do.But you must, Edgar.Get your pistols.Go after them.Kill him!

But stop them from marrying.This marriage cannot be, do you hear? lt must--

And so Heathcliff and lsabella were married.Many months later at Wuthering Heights...during one of Dr.Kenneth's increasingly rare visits--

Why don't you hit yourself over the head with a hammer...the instant you get up in the morning?

-Why?l forbade you to speak about him.-Stop it, you hear me?l'm delighted with your improvement.Some heather.There's a beautiful patch near the castle.l want some from there.Near the castle? What castle, darling?

The castle on the moors, Edgar.Go there, please.There's no castle on the moors, darling.There is.lt's on the hill...beyond Wuthering Heights.-You mean Penistone Crag.Very dear.-Sleep, darling.Robert!

Get my horse ready.l'm going to Dr.Kenneth.Be quick.Yes, sir.Come here.l was dreaming...you might come before l died.You might come and scowl at me once more.Oh, Heathcliff...how strong you look.How many years do you mean to live after l'm gone?

Don't--

Don't let me go.lf l could only hold you till we were both dead.Will you forget me when l'm in the earth?

l could as soon forget you as my own life.Cathy, if you die--

Poor Heathcliff.Come.Let me feel how strong you are.Strong enough to bring us both back to life, Cathy, if you want to live.No, Heathcliff.l want to die.Oh, Cathy.Why did you kill yourself?

Hold me.Just hold me.No, l'll not comfort you.My tears don't love you, Cathy.They blight and curse and damn you.Heathcliff, don't break my heart.Oh, Cathy, l never broke your heart.You broke it.You loved me!

What right to throw love away for the poor fancy thing you felt for him?

For a handful of worldliness?

Misery, death and all the evils God and man could've handed down...would never have parted us.You did that alone.You wandered off...like a wanton, greedy child...to break your heart and mine.Heathcliff, forgive me.We have so little time.Oh, Cathy.Cathy, your wasted hands.Kiss me again.Heathcliff, he's coming.Mr.Linton.For heaven's sake, go!Only be quick!

lt's the last time.l won't go, Cathy.l'm here.l'll never leave you again.l told you, Ellen, when he went away, that night in the rain--

l told you l belonged to him, that he was my life, my being.Don't listen to her ravings.lt's true.l'm yours, Heathcliff.l've never been anyone else's.She doesn't know what she's saying.You can still get out.Go before they get here.Take me to the window.Let me look at the moors with you once more.My darling.Once more.How beautiful the day is.Can you see the crag...over there where our castle is?

l'll wait for you...till you come.Leave her alone.She's mine.She's mine now.Miss Cathy.Oh, my wild heart.

第二篇：呼嘯山莊英文讀后感

Wuthering Heights

Wuthering Heights is Emily Bronte's only novel.and was first published in 1847.It is not narrated by the author directly but firstly narrated by Ellen(Nelly)Dean who is the housekeeper of Wuthering Heights.The main characters of this novel are Heathcliff and Catherine.Except them,there are also several secondary characters such as Hindly Earnshaw、Edgar Linton、Isabella Linton、Catherine Linton and Hereton Earnshaw.This novel mainly narrated the love between Healthcliff and Catherine,the hatred between Healthcliff and Hindly.Heathcliff was adopted by Catherine's father Mr Earnshaw when he was a child,during their childhood.Hindly,who is Catherine's brother,always asked Heathcliff to do many hard works ,laughed at him , teased him and kooked down upon him.While his sister Catherine loves Heathcliff ,they had a secret“palace”on the hill.Unfortunately,when they all grew up ,Catherine met Linton,who was the lord of Thrushcross Gange,he was not only very handsome but also very gentle and most importantly,he loved Catherine ,too.Facing the preventing of his brother and considering Healthcliff's condiction,Catherine choose to marry Linton.In fact,she wanted to marry Heathcilff.It maked Healthcliff decide to go to another place to make money and then come back to revenge everybody who have ever prevent he marry Catherine.Several years later,he came back,in order to revenge Linton,he married Linton's sister Isabella and tormented her everyday.One day he was informed that Catherine would die,he went to see her,she has born a little girl but she died.Healthcliff was extremely sad.It added his hatred towards Linton and Hindly.After both of them died,Heathcliff adopted their daughter Little Catherine and Hereton.He treated Hereton in the same way of Hindy had ever used and forced Catherine married his own ill son.He became the owner of Wuthering Heights and Thrushcross Grange and inherited the property of both of them.Soon,his son died ,and Catherine became a young widow.little Catherine and Hereton loves each other,but Heathcliff did not allow them become couple.But when he saw little Catherine's eyes,he thought Catherine, at last,he allowed them marry.I get two kinds of ideas of this novel after I read it.One is about the choice of Catherine.She loves Heathcliff but she chose another man.In fact,we have to face many choices during our lives.In most cases,it is difficult and impossible for us to make a perfect choice in that when we chose this one we have to quit others.There is no choice in the world always being right or wrong,we often make a choice according to our needs or interests.While ,sometimes,we have to make choices based on others attitudes,it is because that we dare not to be criticized by the public or do not want to bear the responsibility of the choice we chose.What should we do when we have to make a choice?In my opinion,we should make a choice that we will not regret later and we mostly want to chose.The second idea is about hatred of Heathcliff..Most of his life were spent revenging others,in fact he was not happy at all,although he succeeded in revenging the persons he hated,he got nothing at all at last, except hatred.When we are hurt by someone,what we should do is not to think of some ways to revenge them but to ignore their faults and concentrate on more important things.A person who just knows hatred will never feel happy and will lose his or her own aim of life.2007年3月30號(hào)

看著手上玩具的價(jià)簽，薩迪·奧康奈爾暗笑了一下?！八麄兡檬裁慈麧M這玩意兒？鈔票嗎？”她把玩具扔回了貨架，轉(zhuǎn)向了身邊那個(gè)高個(gè)長腿女人，“你打算送薩姆什么生日禮物呢？”

她這位最好的朋友她咧嘴笑了一下?！拔夷芩退裁?？你的孩子什么也不缺呀。” “別這么說，我的朋友?！?/p>

但是利亞說得沒錯(cuò)。薩迪和菲利普真是太過分寵溺薩姆了。也難怪，生薩姆之前，他們可是盼星星盼月亮似地盼了很長時(shí)間的孩子，至少薩迪是這樣的。在經(jīng)歷了兩次流產(chǎn)之后，薩姆的降生無疑就成了一個(gè)奇跡，一個(gè)值得他們千般寵愛的奇跡。利亞大叫起來，“天啊，這里簡直就是個(gè)動(dòng)物園?！?/p>

埃德蒙頓玩具區(qū)擠滿了熱情高漲的顧客。每年春天里的第一個(gè)打折促銷季，人們總會(huì)成群結(jié)隊(duì)地趕來購物。神經(jīng)緊繃的父母們擁進(jìn)玩具商店，偶爾會(huì)拍一下任性的孩子——就像拍打一只盯著燒烤架的討厭的小黃蜂。一位苦惱的父親滿通道里找尋自己的兒子，很明顯，孩子趁他一轉(zhuǎn)身的工夫，就溜走了。每個(gè)通道里，都有父母在喊叫自己的孩子，他們威脅孩子，哄他們，祈求他們，最終還是會(huì)繳械投降。

“那是誰把動(dòng)物們放出來的呢？”薩迪說，環(huán)顧了一下店里。

購物車輪子發(fā)出的尖銳刺耳聲，交織著走累了的小寶寶們此起彼伏的哭鬧聲，這一切都讓她感到頭疼，她但愿自己呆在家里沒有出來。

“抱歉。”

一個(gè)胖胖的女人，滿頭卷發(fā)已然褪色，她滿臉歉意地看了一眼薩迪，然后從她倆中間擠了過去。女人推著輛嬰兒車，里面坐著個(gè)外國小人兒尖聲哭叫著。剛走了幾英尺，她就停下來，彎腰擦掉了小孩嘴角流出來的東西，看起來像是凝固的大米布丁。

薩迪轉(zhuǎn)向利亞說：“謝天謝地，薩姆已經(jīng)過了這個(gè)階段?！?/p>

馬上就六歲的薩姆是她的掌上明珠。實(shí)際上，簡直就是她的寶山。薩姆是個(gè)十足的淘氣鬼，身材瘦長，有著亂蓬蓬的黑發(fā)，寶石藍(lán)的眼睛和漂亮的弓唇。薩姆長得像極了母親，又有與父親截然相反的脾氣。他性情溫和柔順，充滿愛心，而父親菲利普則缺少耐性，為人冷淡，淡到幾乎不說“我愛你”之類的話。她盯著結(jié)婚戒指想：我們?cè)趺戳耍?/p>

但實(shí)際她知道發(fā)生什么事了。作為一名辯護(hù)律師，菲利普的事業(yè)非常成功，滾滾而來的金錢與名利已經(jīng)沖昏了他的頭腦。他變了，不再是她所愛的那個(gè)男人和夢想家了。取而代之的是一個(gè)她幾乎不認(rèn)識(shí)的陌生人，一個(gè)有了孩子卻覺得根本不想要孩子的陌生人。也許對(duì)妻子也一樣。

“這個(gè)怎么樣？”利亞問，用肘輕輕推了她一下。

薩迪看了眼那個(gè)黃色的翻斗車，上面裝滿了毛茸茸的蝙蝠。她想薩姆肯定會(huì)覺得這個(gè)很好玩。

她的兒子迷戀于蝙蝠，幾乎到了可笑的地步。他總是將家里的電視機(jī)轉(zhuǎn)到探索頻道上，不斷地搜索著關(guān)于這些毛皮動(dòng)物的節(jié)目。

“菲利普這個(gè)家伙送什么給他？”利亞冷冷地問道?！耙唤M新的跳蛙模型”

“我簡直不能相信小孩子能做那個(gè)?！?撒地笑了笑說：“我也覺得難以置信?！?/p>

薩姆的腦子就像個(gè)海綿一樣，他吸收信息非常的快，簡直是過目不忘。他有很強(qiáng)的觀察力，只是看過薩迪怎么開門，他就學(xué)會(huì)了，為此菲利普不得不在門上另加了一個(gè)門栓。三歲時(shí)，薩姆已經(jīng)學(xué)會(huì)了使用遙控器和DVD播放器，而薩迪連開電視機(jī)都還有些困難。薩姆，我的寶貝，聰明的小天才。

“也許我會(huì)給他買部電影，”利亞說，“《蝙蝠俠5：開戰(zhàn)時(shí)刻》怎么樣？” “他馬上才6歲，不是16歲?！?“哦，我可不懂，我又沒有孩子?！?/p>

34歲的利亞·溫特斯是個(gè)苗條迷人的女子，有著黑色的頭發(fā)和深色的皮膚。她有著熱情多面的氣質(zhì)，濃密的眼睫毛掩映著淡褐色的眼睛, 笑意里有透著性感，喜歡年輕男子。相比之下，薩迪的臉色蒼白，鼻梁和臉蛋上還有著點(diǎn)點(diǎn)雀斑，而利亞那曬成了棕褐色的膚色，則顯得干凈透亮。

八年來，她是薩迪最好的朋友，倆人算是知心姐妹了。有次，她心血來潮給薩迪發(fā)了封郵件，咨詢有關(guān)寫作和出版的事情。她們約定在“圖書之尾”見面，那是埃德蒙頓一家很受歡迎的書店，利亞以為她們只是去喝杯速溶咖啡而已。結(jié)果倆人卻十分投機(jī)，很快就熱絡(luò)起來，幾乎聊了將近五個(gè)小時(shí)。開始利亞還以為薩迪是個(gè)自命不凡的作家，不可能把白天的時(shí)間浪費(fèi)在她身上，結(jié)果薩迪卻給了她更多的時(shí)間，甚至把心都掏給她了。后來倆人還經(jīng)常以此開玩笑。

那個(gè)通道里，有個(gè)健壯英俊，長相酷似科林·法瑞爾男子從他們身邊經(jīng)過，利亞從后面一直盯著他，那眼神都開始放光。

“我會(huì)抓到這樣一個(gè)家伙的，”她低低咕噥了一句，“走著瞧吧。” “在玩具店里，你可找不到命中的另一半，”薩迪冷冷地說，“這里的男人一般都是有主的人了。我也不覺得你在卡瑪里能找到他?！?/p>

克拉伯卡瑪是懷特大街上一家有名的夜總會(huì)。它鼓吹自己有埃德蒙頓最好的女士之夜，有靠類固醇變身肌肉男的脫衣舞者。利亞是那里的常客?！盀槭裁凑也坏?？”

薩迪眨了眨眼睛。“因?yàn)榭ì斃餄M是渾身汗臭、淺薄自負(fù)的年輕人，他們只對(duì)一件事情感興趣?！?/p>

利亞白了她一眼。

“他們只想和你上床，”利亞補(bǔ)充說，“老實(shí)說，我不知道你在那個(gè)地方看到了什么?！?“什么，你是個(gè)傻子嗎？”利亞拱起了眉，笑得有些過分。“我可是把它當(dāng)做我的公民責(zé)任?？隙ㄓ腥嗽诟嬖V這些年輕的家伙怎么做?！?“也應(yīng)該有人教教菲利普?！彼_迪咕噥道?！霸趺戳?？他不行嗎？” “天哪，利亞！” “恩？你就承認(rèn)吧?！?/p>

“等一下。我們歇會(huì)，喝杯咖啡吧?！?利亞看了一眼手表?！斑€去老地方嗎？”

“當(dāng)然。你覺得維克多能原諒我們?nèi)チ藙e的咖啡館嗎？”

利亞咯咯地笑了?！安?，如果我們當(dāng)了叛徒，他會(huì)克扣我們的奶油。哎，你想好給薩姆買什么了嗎？”

“看見合適的就買。我等著上天的啟示?！?“你就迷信命運(yùn)這個(gè)東西?！?/p>

薩迪聳聳肩，“有時(shí)候你不得不信這種事情?！?/p>

她們繼續(xù)沿著通道往前走，倆人都在為她們所認(rèn)識(shí)的那個(gè)最可愛的孩子尋找禮物。當(dāng)薩迪看到了一個(gè)她確定薩姆會(huì)喜歡的禮物時(shí)，叫了一聲，看了利亞一眼，一副“我說會(huì)如此”的表情。

“這輛自行車棒極了。星期一才是他的生日，到時(shí)候我再給他。反正星期一的生日聚會(huì)上他會(huì)收到很多禮物?！?/p>

但她不知道的是，薩姆根本看不到這輛自行車的。他沒法拿到這輛自行車了。

∞ ∞ ∞

“整整兩周沒看見你了，”維克多·關(guān)說，“再多一天我就要打911了?！?/p>

“這周很忙啊，”薩迪邊回答，邊把錢包放在了柜臺(tái)上，“生意怎么樣，維克多？” “又一次寒流，生意不錯(cuò)。”

這個(gè)年輕的中國男人是一杯卡布奇諾咖啡館的老板，這家咖啡館與薩迪的家只隔著幾個(gè)街區(qū)。咖啡館里有燃?xì)獗跔t，輕松的氛圍，當(dāng)?shù)氐囊魳芳覀?，像杰?格林和亞莉克希亞.梅爾尼恰克也經(jīng)常光顧此處。維克多不僅能提供最好的自制湯和乳酪凱撒沙拉，摩卡拿鐵咖啡的味道也堪稱絕妙。

利亞直奔洗手間。“你知道我要什么?！?薩迪點(diǎn)了一份沙伊，一份摩卡。

“你看到今天早上的大霧了吧？”維克多問道。

“看到了，我冒著大霧開車送薩姆去學(xué)校，幾乎看不見我前面的車。” 她顫抖了一下，維克多關(guān)心地看著她。

“有貓走過你家墓地了還是怎么著？”他問道?！皼]，我只是討厭冬天。”

她從書架上拿了一份報(bào)紙，走到樓上。壁爐邊的沙發(fā)還空著，她坐到那里，把報(bào)紙扔在了桌子上。

頭版的大標(biāo)題讓她倒吸一口涼氣。“大霧再次來襲?！?她感到呼吸緊蹙。“上帝呀，不要再來一場大霧了?！?/p>

一張照片占據(jù)了頭版的位置，照片里是一個(gè)坐在混凝土臺(tái)階上的金發(fā)、藍(lán)眼睛的女孩。她是八歲的科特涅·邦妮克，來自埃德蒙頓北部地區(qū)，已經(jīng)失蹤。報(bào)上說，這個(gè)女孩是午夜失蹤的，家里沒有暴力闖入的跡象，也沒有證據(jù)能顯示是誰帶走了他。但是調(diào)查人員確信，疑犯肯定就是帶走其他孩子的同一個(gè)人。

薩迪把報(bào)紙翻到了第三版，報(bào)道在這里繼續(xù)寫下去。她很同情那個(gè)女孩的父親。他是個(gè)單身爸爸，離開安大略省，在埃德蒙頓工程施工處找了份工作。馬修·邦妮克到這里來是為了生活能夠好點(diǎn)。在房地產(chǎn)市場火爆的情況下，這是個(gè)很不錯(cuò)的決定。但是現(xiàn)在馬修只是希望自己的女兒能夠平安歸來。

“你的咖啡。”維克多說著，在桌子上放下了兩個(gè)杯子?！岸嘀x?！彼f，頭也沒有抬起來。

她的眼睛緊緊地盯著邦妮克和他父親那張更小的照片。他個(gè)男人笑得很燦爛，她的女兒則吐著舌頭，擺了一個(gè)傻傻的姿勢。

“爸爸的小女兒?！彼_迪悲傷地想。

利亞一屁股坐在了她旁邊的椅子上?！斑@個(gè)大塊頭是誰呀？” “他的女兒昨晚被劫走了?！?“太可怕了。”

“是呀?！彼_迪說，邊端起杯子輕輕抿了一口。“有目擊者嗎？” “沒有，”她盯著利亞說，“除了大霧?！?“難不成他們以為是大霧?”

薩迪瀏覽了一下那篇報(bào)道，“目前還沒有人要贖金，聽起來真的像是霧干的?！?“見鬼，一共失蹤了??什么??6個(gè)孩子？” “7個(gè)。三個(gè)男孩，四個(gè)女孩?！?/p>

“又要有一個(gè)男孩失蹤了。”利亞的聲音里透著恐懼。

綁匪知道，大霧總是在死寂的夜晚或黎明時(shí)分，披著濃密的霧衣，悄悄潛來。他也把自己偽裝得跟霧氣一樣，讓獵物無法察覺。來無蹤，無無影。他抓走了孩子們的靈魂，盜走了父母們的希望與夢想。在過去四年，每年春天都要失蹤一個(gè)男孩，一個(gè)女孩。

薩迪翻著報(bào)紙。“我們換個(gè)話題吧。”

她掃視了一眼屋子里，發(fā)現(xiàn)維克多有著形形色色的顧客。樓上的角落里，坐著三個(gè)十幾歲的男孩在打撲克，還有一個(gè)男孩站在邊上觀戰(zhàn)，每次一有朋友贏了，他就會(huì)高聲叫喊。薩迪對(duì)面坐著一個(gè)紅發(fā)女子，穿淡紫色運(yùn)動(dòng)衫，在筆記本電腦的鍵盤上奮力敲打著，不時(shí)地停下來厭惡地白一眼那些吵吵鬧鬧的男孩。在樓下，一位常客——老拉菲正在從頭至尾地讀每一份報(bào)紙。每看完一頁，他就呷一口自己的黑咖啡。

“那么??”利亞翹起了修長的雙腿，拉長了聲調(diào)說，“避孕丸菲利普怎么樣了？” 薩迪神色黯然?！拔乙蚕胫浪趺戳?。他說他整夜整夜都在公司工作?！?“然后你就想他在到處鬼混？是不是？” 利亞說話總是直來直去，任何事情都不例外?！耙苍S他只是在辛苦地工作。”利亞說。

薩迪搖搖頭，“今天他是凌晨兩點(diǎn)回來的，整個(gè)人香氣、酒氣熏天?！?/p>

“他的公司不是正在做那個(gè)油井的案子嗎？我打賭肯定所有的合伙人都在熬夜。” 薩迪哼了一聲，“也包括布麗奇特·莫瑞?！?/p>

布麗奇特是菲利普的得力女助手，他經(jīng)常提起這個(gè)女人。可見這個(gè)新人在弗萊明·沃納律師事務(wù)所的重要性。這個(gè)身材苗條、膚色白皙、胸部明顯花錢整過金發(fā)女律師從來不離菲利普的左右。

薩迪好奇布麗奇特要上廁所時(shí)會(huì)怎么做。“可能根本沒那回事?！崩麃喺f。

“就是的。我在派對(duì)后的討論會(huì)上看到他們倆在一起，沒瞎說他們。布麗奇特挽著菲利普的胳膊，就好像她擁有菲利普一樣。而菲利普則在笑著，跟她咬耳朵?！彼бё齑剑八暮匣锶硕纪榈乜粗?，可憐我。我在他們的臉上能看到這種表情。甚至連他們都知道這事?！?/p>

利亞趕緊打斷她，“你跟他挑明了嗎？” “我問她是不是又在到處鬼混了?！?就在薩姆出生之間，菲利普承認(rèn)出有個(gè)兩次婚外情。據(jù)他說，兩次都是辦公室調(diào)情?！岸紱]什么?！辈⑶曳评者€把責(zé)任都推給懷孕的她，說她性趣索然。

“他怎么說？”利亞問，像極了斗牛犬垂涎欲滴地盯著丁骨牛排。

“沒什么。他只是暴怒著沖出了屋子。在你來之前，他從公司給我打了電話，說我很荒謬，我對(duì)他的指責(zé)既傷害了他，又不公平?！彼诺土寺曇?，“他問我是不是又喝酒了?！?/p>

“真是個(gè)混蛋。這下你知道我為什么還在單身了吧。”

第三篇：呼嘯山莊英文讀后感

呼嘯山莊英文讀后感

In this summer, I read another book Wuthering Heights.Wuthering Heights is written by Emily Bronte.After reading that book, the love and the hatred between Catherine and Heath Cliff still linger in my head.The story begun with a mistake that made by Lockwood, a temporary resident.He is seeking shelter from the blizzard he staggers through the door of Wuthering Heights, finding the atmosphere inside is just as cold as ice.The master of the house, Heath Cliff, provides a bed reluctantly and it seems like that he feels ill at ease with his visitor’s coming.There's a sad tale behind his indifference, one which the elderly housekeeper Nelly Dean is happy to share.Forty years ago, Wuthering Heights was filled with light, warmth and happiness.Mr.Earnshaw, a congenial gentleman farmer, lives happily with his boisterous children Cathy and Hindley.However, being a kind and generous fellow, he can't help rescuing a poor starving wretch off of the streets of Liverpool, a gypsy child named Heath Cliff.In time Heath Cliff becomes one of the family, loved by all people except Hindley，the son of Mr.Earnshaw.Cathy is an especially good childhood friend, spending many a happy day playing on the moor with Heath Cliff.Unfortunately Mr.Earnshaw dies suddenly;Hindley is able to express his enmity with damning cruelty.In order to air his grievance, he reduced Heath Cliff to a servant.Later, Catherine is forced to marry Edgar.Heath Cliff’s heart is broken, so he leaves Wuthering Heights.After three years, he comes back to Wuthering Heights with wealth.Catherine has married Edgar, but not happiness.Heath Cliff begins to revenge crazily.He takes away Hindley’s belongings by gambling.Then, Hindley gets drunk and die, his son Hareton became slaves.Heath Cliff also marries Edgar's sister Isabella deliberately and persecute her in all the ways.Catherine is miserable inside and then dies of dystocia.Ten years later, Heath Cliff makes Edgar’ daughter Catherine marry to his dying son Linton.Edgar and small Linton dies, Heath Cliff owes Edgar’s property finally.Heath Cliff revenges successfully, but he couldn’t stop missing the dead Catherine, and then he dies.Small Catherine and Hareton inherit all the property and they finally fall in love with each other.Actually, there isn’t such a character that I really like in Wuthering Heights.Every character seems teemed with agony and animosity, especially Heath Cliff.Heath Cliff is an orphan before Mr.Earnshaw adopts him, and in the novel, Mr.Earnshaw treats Heath Cliff even nicer than his own son, Hindley Earnshaw.It’s quite amazing that in spite of Earnshaw’s nice treatment, Heath Cliff has no gratitude at all, he revenged Hindley and Catherine, even their heirs.After reading Heath Cliff’s story, my feeling is complicated, although he is the avenger who dominate the whole story by using his vengeful machinations, he is also the most pitiful guy in Wuthering Heights;he doesn’t know what is love and don’t know how to love.Heath Cliff has lived with the Earnshaws for more than 10 years, but there is no attachment between him and the whole family except Catherine.However, even Catherine was died because of Heath Cliff’s torture.When he is torturing others, he is also giving himself a suffering.Catherine, the heroine in the book, is described as a capricious and selfish girl.She is just like Heath Cliff, doesn’t know how to love at all.Anyway, Wuthering Heights left an indelible impression on me, cold and withering.However, at the end of the book, the author shows us that the human being’s kindness is not diminished at Wuthering heights, even though the wind can break off a tree, that doesn’t mean it can break off the whole forest.Even though hatred destroyed Heath Cliff, Catherine, Edgar and Elizabeth’s happiness, that doesn’t mean Cathy and Hareton’s happiness.

第四篇：《呼嘯山莊》英文讀后感

《呼嘯山莊》英文讀后感

《呼嘯山莊》英文讀后感 1

After reading the masterpiece, Wuthering Heights, gave me a kind of depression and made me unable to understand what is love on earth. Everyone who read it would be touched and moved.

According to his novel we can get conclusion that In material desires dominate society. Money is everything. There are no love friendship and relationship between people.

This novel also reflected that what kind of social background the author suffered.Anyways, Wuthering Heights gave me a torment, you can’t see any warm scene in the book, all you see is the fierce wind howled, and wild moor. However, at the end, the combination between Hareton and Cathy seems a hopeful light in the darkness, and the break of the day finally coming!

Many times in life, people leave our lives and then come back into them. However, we remember them, but they do not remember us. The same thing happened in Emily Bront's book Wuthering Heights. Linton, taken by his mother to London after his birth, never knew his father, then when things happened, he came back home. He had family fighting over where he was to live and whom he would be around. Not knowing part of your family until after you are fifteen is hard.

Isabella took her son, after he was born, and moved to London away from Thrushcross Grange. At the same time, she moved away from her husband, Heathcliff. During the time that Isabella and Linton were gone, Isabella got sick and passed away. Right before her death, a letter came saying that she was dying so Hindley went to visit her. While he was there, she did passed on so he brought Linton back with him. Once back, everyone looked after him and made him feel at home.

Heathcliff soon came to the knowledge that his son had returned to Wuthering Heights. He then sent someone to Wuthering Heights to get Linton. However, he did not know that Linton was already asleep so he did not get the boy that night. The next day the boy was taken to Heathcliff at Thrushcross Grange. The father and son were nothing alike, and Linton was intimidated by his father. He did stay, and meet some of his relatives that he had never seen, who helped him adjust to living there.

Everyday in our lives we run into situations that we wish we had never been involved with. I relate to the characters of Linton and Heathcliff. I am like Linton because people know who I am, but I never remember meeting them, and am scared around them. I also feel the same as Hindly might have of. This is because I would want to see the person I did not know, but then I would not know how to cat around them. In time people come around, but others, as with Heathcliff and Linton, never come around. Everyday life is something we take for granted. No matter how you feel, you may never come to understand it, till you find someone else in the same situation. The above described situation only gives one instance of the many situations in Emily Bront's book, Wuthering Heights, were you could relate your life to someone else Wuthering Heights 's. This book gives the true facts about what family life is really like. Anyway,it's worth reading .

《呼嘯山莊》英文讀后感 2

Published in 1847, WUTHERING HEIGHTS was not well received by the reading public, many of whom condemned it as sordid, vulgar, and unnatural–and author Emily Bronte went to her grave in 1848 believing that her only novel was a failure. It was not until 1850, when WUTHERING HEIGHTS received a second printing with an introduction by Emily’s sister Charlotte, that it attracted a wide readership. And from that point the reputation of the book has never looked back. Today it is widely recognized as one of the great novels of English literature.

Even so, WUTHERING HEIGHTS continues to divide readers. It is not a pretty love story; rather, it is swirling tale of largely unlikeable people caught up in obsessive love that turns to dark madness. It is cruel, violent, dark and brooding, and many people find it extremely unpleasant. And yet–it possesses a grandeur of language and design, a sense of tremendous pity and great loss that sets it apart from virtually every other novel written.

The novel is told in the form of an extended flashback. After a visit to his strange landlord, a newcomer to the area desires to know the history of the family–which he receives from Nelly Deans, a servant who introduces us to the Earnshaw family who once resided in the house known as Wuthering Heights. It was once a cheerful place, but Old Earnshaw adopted a “Gipsy” child who he named Heathcliff. And Catherine, daughter of the house, found in him the perfect companion: wild, rude, and as proud and cruel as she. But although Catherine loves him, even recognizes him as her soulmate, she cannot lower herself to marry so far below her social station. She instead marries another, and in so doing sets in motion an obsession that will destroy them all.

WUTHERING HEIGHTS is a bit difficult to “get into;” the opening chapters are so dark in their portrait of the end result of this obsessive love that they are somewhat off-putting. But they feed into the flow of the work in a remarkable way, setting the stage for one of the most remarkable structures in all of literature, a story that circles upon itself in a series of repetitions as it plays out across two generations. Catherine and Heathcliff are equally remarkable, both vicious and cruel, and yet never able to shed their impossible love no matter how brutally one may wound the other.

As the novel coils further into alcoholism, seduction, and one of the most elaborately imagined plans of revenge it gathers into a ghostly tone: Heathcliff, driven to madness by a woman who is not there but who seems reflected in every part of his world–dragging her corpse from the grave, hearing her calling to him from the moors, escalating his brutality not for the sake of brutality but so that her memory will never fade, so that she may never leave his mind until death itself. Yes, this is madness, insanity, and there is no peace this side of the grave or even beyond.

It is a stunning novel, frightening, inexorable, unsettling, filled with unbridled passion that makes one cringe. Even if you do not like it, you should read it at least once–and those who do like it will return to it again and again.

《呼嘯山莊》英文讀后感 3

Published in 1847， WUTHERING HEIGHTS was not well received by the reading public， many of whom condemned it as sordid， vulgar， and unnatural–and author Emily Bronte went to her grave in 1848 believing that her only novel was a failure。 It was not until 1850， when WUTHERING HEIGHTS received a second printing with an introduction by Emily’s sister Charlotte， that it attracted a wide readership。 And from that point the reputation of the book has never looked back。 Today it is widely recognized as one of the great novels of English literature。

Even so， WUTHERING HEIGHTS continues to divide readers。 It is not a pretty love story; rather， it is swirling tale of largely unlikeable people caught up in obsessive love that turns to dark madness。 It is cruel， violent， dark and brooding， and many people find it extremely unpleasant。 And yet–it possesses a grandeur of language and design， a sense of tremendous pity and great loss that sets it apart from virtually every other novel written。

The novel is told in the form of an extended flashback。 After a visit to his strange landlord， a newcomer to the area desires to know the history of the family–which he receives from Nelly Deans， a servant who introduces us to the Earnshaw family who once resided in the house known as Wuthering Heights。 It was once a cheerful place， but Old Earnshaw adopted a “Gipsy” child who he named Heathcliff。 And Catherine， daughter of the house， found in him the perfect companion: wild， rude， and as proud and cruel as she。 But although Catherine loves him， even recognizes him as her soulmate， she cannot lower herself to marry so far below her social station。 She instead marries another， and in so doing sets in motion an obsession that will destroy them all。

WUTHERING HEIGHTS is a bit difficult to “get into;” the opening chapters are so dark in their portrait of the end result of this obsessive love that they are somewhat off-putting。 But they feed into the flow of the work in a remarkable way， setting the stage for one of the most remarkable structures in all of literature， a story that circles upon itself in a series of repetitions as it plays out across two generations。 Catherine and Heathcliff are equally remarkable， both vicious and cruel， and yet never able to shed their impossible love no matter how brutally one may wound the other。

As the novel coils further into alcoholism， seduction， and one of the most elaborately imagined plans of revenge it gathers into a ghostly tone: Heathcliff， driven to madness by a woman who is not there but who seems reflected in every part of his world–dragging her corpse from the grave， hearing her calling to him from the moors， escalating his brutality not for the sake of brutality but so that her memory will never fade， so that she may never leave his mind until death itself。 Yes， this is madness， insanity， and there is no peace this side of the grave or even beyond。

It is a stunning novel， frightening， inexorable， unsettling， filled with unbridled passion that makes one cringe。 Even if you do not like it， you should read it at least once–and those who do like it will return to it again and again。

《呼嘯山莊》英文讀后感 4

I read Wuthering heights twice, for the first time like reading other books caocao, swallow jujube, fog in the cloud, don 't understand its meaning. The second time had to helplessly read again, in a word, carefully, this just read the taste. Here, I have to admit that Emily Bronte is indeed a genius writer, her talent is no less than any famous or unknown writer since literature. Although Emily only spent 30 short spring and autumn in this world, but this is unusual. She had never stepped out of the town where she was born, but her sky was wider and deeper than anyone else. As one of the famous Bronte sisters, she deserves the name. Her poems are vast blue, give a person with courage and strength, the only novel “ Wuthering heights” is pure white, quiet and peaceful, and will generate out of different passion - emotion, to fanaticism and agitation, as if the extreme white, but both colors are so clean and pure.

The love in Wuthering heights is so special that it is different from the love created in any novel so far. This “ Emily” type of love is so sincere, frank, never half of the wriggle and feminine affections. Only such feelings, is really from the heart of the people, is from the human nature. Interwoven in all of this, is so naked, no half of the prison, also never thought of the prison. This is the world 's most real erotic portrayal, Emily never put it on the so-called “ literary coat”. Emily shaped the protagonists, love is so strong, beyond everything, even the distance between life and death. The depth of love, the pain. Skriv' s hatred is so strong, real and powerful. This desire for revenge, strong enough to destroy everything around him. The fire of vengeance burned the feud between the two families. When Catherine died, he was so miserable. Catherine took his love and everything. Although he is still alive, but and death. He even got so much, but still not enough to fill his loss, the trauma of his heart. Because Catherine is dead, his life is meaningless. When he calls his lover day and night like a ghost, he is no longer available. He tormented others, also all the time not to hurt his body. His revenge, he got so many people 's property, but he lost the last pillar to support their survival, so, at this moment, he died.

In Skriv and the hero of this generation, love is always stronger than hate, emotion always above and reason, so they are easy to crazy, but let a person respect. Their next generation - that kind of reason than emotional love, compared to them, is how pale, much less. Emily 's advanced writing techniques, coupled with this wonderful literary thinking, no wonder people will be the unique book as “ the only outstanding work is not covered by the dust of time”.

《呼嘯山莊》英文讀后感 5

Published in 1847, WUTHERING HEIGHTS was not well received bythe reading public, many of whom condemned it as sordid, vulgar,and unnatural--and author Emily Bronte went to her grave in 1848believing that her only novel was a failure. It was not until 1850,when WUTHERING HEIGHTS received a second printing with anintroduction by Emilys sister Charlotte, that it attracted a widereadership. And from that point the reputation of the book hasnever looked back. Today it is widely recognized as one of thegreat novels of English literature.Even so, WUTHERING HEIGHTS continues to divide readers. It is not apretty love story; rather, it is swirling tale of largelyunlikeable people caught up in obsessive love that turns to darkmadness. It is cruel, violent, dark and brooding, and many peoplefind it extremely unpleasant. And yet--it possesses a grandeur oflanguage and design, a sense of tremendous pity and great loss thatsets it apart from virtually every other novel written.The novel is told in the form of an extended flashback. After avisit to his strange landlord, a newcomer to the area desires toknow the history of the family--which he receives from Nelly Deans,a servant who introduces us to the Earnshaw family who once residedin the house known as Wuthering Heights. It was once a cheerfulplace, but Old Earnshaw adopted a Gipsy child who he namedHeathcliff. And Catherine, daughter of the house, found in him theperfect companion: wild, rude, and as proud and cruel as she. Butalthough Catherine loves him, even recognizes him as her soulmate,she cannot lower herself to marry so far below her social station.She instead marries another, and in so doing sets in motion anobsession that will destroy them all.WUTHERING HEIGHTS is a bit difficult to get into; the openingchapters are so dark in their portrait of the end result of thisobsessive love that they are somewhat off-putting. But they feedinto the flow of the work in a remarkable way, setting the stagefor one of the most remarkable structures in all of literature, astory that circles upon itself in a series of repetitions as itplays out across two generations. Catherine and Heathcliff areequally remarkable, both vicious and cruel, and yet never able toshed their impossible love no matter how brutally one may wound theother.As the novel coils further into alcoholism, seduction, and oneof the most elaborately imagined plans of revenge it gathers into aghostly tone: Heathcliff, driven to madness by a woman who is notthere but who seems reflected in every part of his world--draggingher corpse from the grave, hearing her calling to him from themoors, escalating his brutality not for the sake of brutality butso that her memory will never fade, so that she may never leave hismind until death itself. Yes, this is madness, insanity, and thereis no peace this side of the grave or even beyond.It is a stunning novel, frightening, inexorable, unsettling,filled with unbridled passion that makes one cringe. Even if you donot like it, you should read it at least once--and those who dolike it will return to it again and again

《呼嘯山莊》英文讀后感 6

Published in 1847, WUTHERING HEIGHTS was not well received by the reading public, many of whom condemned it as sordid, vulgar, and unnatural--and author Emily Bronte went to her grave in 1848 believing that her only novel was a failure. It was not until 1850, when WUTHERING HEIGHTS received a second printing with an introduction by Emily's sister Charlotte, that it attracted a wide readership. And from that point the reputation of the book has never looked back. Today it is widely recognized as one of the great novels of English literature.

Even so, WUTHERING HEIGHTS continues to pide readers. It is not a pretty love story; rather, it is swirling tale of largely unlikeable people caught up in obsessive love that turns to dark madness. It is cruel, violent, dark and brooding, and many people find it extremely unpleasant. And yet--it possesses a grandeur of language and design, a sense of tremendous pity and great loss that sets it apart from virtually every other novel written.

The novel is told in the form of an extended flashback. After a visit to his strange landlord, a newcomer to the area desires to know the history of the family--which he receives from Nelly Deans, a servant who introduces us to the Earnshaw family who once resided in the house known as Wuthering Heights. It was once a cheerful place, but Old Earnshaw adopted a “Gipsy” child who he named Heathcliff. And Catherine, daughter of the house, found in him the perfect companion: wild, rude, and as proud and cruel as she. But although Catherine loves him, even recognizes him as her soulmate, she cannot lower herself to marry so far below her social station. She instead marries another, and in so doing sets in motion an obsession that will destroy them all.

WUTHERING HEIGHTS is a bit difficult to “get into;” the opening chapters are so dark in their portrait of the end result of this obsessive love that they are somewhat off-putting. But they feed into the flow of the work in a remarkable way, setting the stage for one of the most remarkable structures in all of literature, a story that circles upon itself in a series of repetitions as it plays out across two generations. Catherine and Heathcliff are equally remarkable, both vicious and cruel, and yet never able to shed their impossible love no matter how brutally one may wound the other.

As the novel coils further into alcoholism, seduction, and one of the most elaborately imagined plans of revenge it gathers into a ghostly tone: Heathcliff, driven to madness by a woman who is not there but who seems reflected in every part of his world--dragging her corpse from the grave, hearing her calling to him from the moors, escalating his brutality not for the sake of brutality but so that her memory will never fade, so that she may never leave his mind until death itself. Yes, this is madness, insanity, and there is no peace this side of the grave or even beyond.

It is a stunning novel, frightening, inexorable, unsettling, filled with unbridled passion that makes one cringe. Even if you do not like it, you should read it at least once--and those who do like it will return to it again and again

《呼嘯山莊》英文讀后感 7

Published in 1847，WUTHERING HEIGHTS was not well received by the reading public，many of whom condemned it as sordid，vulgar，and unnatural--and author Emily Bronte went to her grave in 1848 believing that her only novel was a failure.It was not until 1850，when WUTHERING HEIGHTS received a second printing with an introduction by Emily's sister Charlotte， that it attracted a wide readership. And from that point the reputation of the book has never looked back. Today it is widely recognized as one of the great novels of English literature.

Even so，WUTHERING HEIGHTS continues to divide readers.It is not a pretty love story;rather，it is swirling tale of largely unlikeable people caught up in obsessive love that turns to dark madness.It is cruel，violent，dark and brooding，and many people find it extremely unpleasant.And yet--it possesses a grandeur of language and design，a sense of tremendous pity and great loss that sets it apart from virtually every other novel written.The novel is told in the form of an extended flashback.After a visit to his strange landlord， a newcomer to the area desires to know the history of the family--which he receives from Nelly Deans， a servant who introduces us to the Earnshaw family who once resided in the house known as Wuthering Heights. It was once a cheerful place， but Old Earnshaw adopted a “Gipsy” child who he named Heathcliff.And Catherine，daughter of the house，found in him the perfect companion：wild，rude，and as proud and cruel as she.But although Catherine loves him，even recognizes him as her soulmate， she cannot lower herself to marry so far below her social station. She instead marries another， and in so doing sets in motion an obsession that will destroy them all.

WUTHERING HEIGHTS is a bit difficult to “get into;” the opening chapters are so dark in their portrait of the end result of this obsessive love that they are somewhat off-putting.But they feed into the flow of the work in a remarkable way，setting the stage for one of the most remarkable structures in all of literature，a story that circles upon itself in a series of repetitions as it plays out across two generations.Catherine and Heathcliff are equally remarkable，both vicious and cruel，and yet never able to shed their impossible love no matter how brutally one may wound the other.As the novel coils further into alcoholism，seduction，and one of the most elaborately imagined plans of revenge it gathers into a ghostly tone：Heathcliff，driven to madness by a woman who is not there but who seems reflected in every part of his world--dragging her corpse from the grave，hearing her calling to him from the moors，escalating his brutality not for the sake of brutality but so that her memory will never fade，so that she may never leave his mind until death itself.Yes，this is madness，insanity，and there is no peace this side of the grave or even beyond.It is a stunning novel，frightening，inexorable，unsettling，filled with unbridled passion that makes one cringe.Even if you do not like it，you should read it at least once--and those who do like it will return to it again and again.

《呼嘯山莊》英文讀后感 8

After all this term’s learning on English literature ,Wuthering height may be the most impressive novel to me . So I will discuss something special in this book ,the gothic setting.

What is gothic setting ?

Gothic setting is one of the fiction genres which first begin at the middle of 19 century in England . Sa一vage ,mystery ,terror ,backward ,dark ,family curse ,supernatural and suspense are the signal features of this kind of fiction genre . It mainly talks something about the dark side of society such as family hatred and succession race . The story in this style usually happens in remote place that far away from city .

What do we know about gothic setting in Wuthering heights ?

In fact ,what impresses me most in this novel is the description of the environment . It is full of gothic setting . We can find that there is no sunshine in Wuthering heights all the year around ,the haze and atmosphere there make people feel mystery and depressive . The weather is always changing according to the plot . When there is something badly happen ,the environment will be influenced . For example, rain comes at once after Catherine’s betray . When it comes to Catherine’s death ,it changes quickly and suddenly to hea一vy rain and strong wind . All in all ,I think all this gothic setting is to show the feeling of writer .

The gothic setting in the book not only shows us the mystery of the environment ,but also tells us the society stage and the different life style between different classes in that period . To Catherine ,Heathcriff who belongs to the lower class represents spiritual love while Linton in the upper class represents material . She is in a dilemma to make a decision . On one hand ,all of us know Catherine loves Heathcriff deeply . On the other hand ,Linton can give her the life she expects ,a rich and comfortable life and be respected by people . Material wins in the end .

What do we learn from this novel ?

True love or material ,this is a question . In the novel ,Catherine sacrifice her love to pursue a comfortable live . Actually material is usually the first choice I think when most of the women come to this decision . This was one of the hotest topic at 20xx after a women said on TV she would rather to cry in a BMW than to laugh on a bicycle . What she said liked a big stone thrown into a peaceful lake . Can money really replace love ? A lot of people argue on this question whether it is worthy of sacrificing on the Internet .

As far as I’am concerned ,nothing can take the place of our love . Though material is necessary ,too much money can not make people happier . It is ordinary for us to persue a better life . But do we really ha一ve to sacrifice our love ? Why can’t we make our life comfortable through our hands or with our lover . Maybe we will come to some trouble . But all these obstacles are just to make us stronger . Though the process is difficult ,it maybe the most precious memory and our treasures after overcoming all this difficulties .

《呼嘯山莊》英文讀后感 9

The ink - scented Wuthering heights soon finished. Look at it lying quietly in front of me, unexpectedly want to stop. Rereading, but it is full of regret to close the book, no matter how many times I read again, but also regret to close the book, very anxious to pave the way for the hero a perfect happiness.

Heathcliff and Catherine 's love begins in the plain and ends in madness. But, at the end of the song, stand aside the curtain call only Heathcliff one. When the stage shows the end of the play, Heathcliff closed his eyes in the atmosphere of Catherine, and a pair of small Catherine and Heathcliff sweet love again.

Perhaps, only in the storm of love is intense enough, is really unforgettable, but the sweetness of the plain and mixed with light sadness and hesitation? Identity disparity, the host 's obstruction, Heathcliff is difficult to love with their own people to live a free and free life. If it weren 't for change, if it weren 't for love, if it weren 't for the power of hatred, Heathcliff how can grow so powerful?

May be god 's making people, let the lovers in love separated by misunderstanding, but in the approximate crazy love and hate hard to find each other 's traces of love. Heathcliff used his selfish love to destroy Catherine, his beloved stunts, and the traces of love he desperately wanted to find, and the hatred and conviction he built with love. He wanted to revenge Catherine, but when Catherine 's body gradually cold, in his heart, is rather she woke up in pain. He suddenly look back, the lover has been quietly away, although knowing that life can 't be together, because she is someone else 's wife, but far better than every other day. When alive, like a hedgehog erected the whole body of thorns want to hurt each other, but in the moment of heaven and earth forever choose to forgive. For the dying, death is a kind of how much relief, dead, all the love and misunderstanding does not exist. But she ever thought, death is each other 's biggest selfish. And he, after she died, there is no stubborn resistance, can only be lonely taste the taste of acacia, but never touch their loved ones.

This love ah, who made a mistake, when all the barriers are dim, and can 't believe that this is the end of true love. Love is like the wind, into the bottom of my heart; Hate is like a sudden rain, shattered the dream. Love, don 't care who is wrong, who is wrong, everything, like the arrangement of god. Strong resistance can 't shake the established fact again, time is the best mixture, can gradually calm people 's inner sadness, heal the wound, but never disappear in the heart of the scar, at the right time, it will slowly crack, give a person with a thorough pain.

But, this is all hurt by love. Although injured, Heathcliff still can 't put down the love of Catherine, perhaps this is the love of ecstasy, only true love can do so. Some people say that the injury to love is sweet and unforgettable, perhaps this is Heathcliff constantly thinking about Catherine, looking for Catherine, deeply tortured by it but always refused to let go.

In the roar, love and hate interweave, but, tightly pull refused to let go.

第五篇：《呼嘯山莊》英文讀后感

《呼嘯山莊》英文讀后感

Published in 1847, WUTHERING HEIGHTS was not well received by the reading public, many of whom condemned it as sordid, vulgar, and unnatural--and author Emily Bronte went to her grave in 1848 believing that her only novel was a failure.It was not until 1850, when WUTHERING HEIGHTS received a second printing with an introduction by Emily's sister Charlotte, that it attracted a wide readership.And from that point the reputation of the book has never looked back.Today it is widely recognized as one of the great novels of English literature.Even so, WUTHERING HEIGHTS continues to divide readers.It is not a pretty love story;rather, it is swirling tale of largely unlikeable people caught up in obsessive love that turns to dark madness.It is cruel, violent, dark and brooding, and many people find it extremely unpleasant.And yet--it possesses a grandeur of language and design, a sense of tremendous pity and great loss that sets it apart from virtually every other novel written.The novel is told in the form of an extended flashback.After a visit to his strange landlord, a newcomer to the area desires to know the history of the family--which he receives from Nelly Deans, a servant who introduces us to the Earnshaw family who once resided in the house known as Wuthering Heights.It was once a cheerful place, but Old Earnshaw adopted a Gipsy child who he named Heathcliff.And Catherine, daughter of the house, found in him the perfect companion wild, rude, and as proud and cruel as she.But although Catherine loves him, even recognizes him as her soulmate, she cannot lower herself to marry so far below her social station.She instead marries another, and in so doing sets in motion an obsession that will destroy them all.WUTHERING HEIGHTS is a bit difficult to get into;the opening chapters are so dark in their portrait of the end result of this obsessive love that they are somewhat off-putting.But they feed into the flow of the work in a remarkable way, setting the stage for one of the most remarkable structures in all of literature, a story that circles upon itself in a series of repetitions as it plays out across two generations.Catherine and Heathcliff are equally remarkable, both vicious and cruel, and yet never able to shed their impossible love no matter how brutally one may wound the other.As the novel coils further into alcoholism, seduction, and one of the most elaborately imagined plans of revenge it gathers into a ghostly tone Heathcliff, driven to madness by a woman who is not there but who seems reflected in every part of his world--dragging her corpse from the grave, hearing her calling to him from the moors, escalating his brutality not for the sake of brutality but so that her memory will never fade, so that she may never leave his mind until death itself.Yes, this is madness, insanity, and there is no peace this side of the grave or even beyond.It is a stunning novel, frightening, inexorable, unsettling, filled with unbridled passion that makes one cringe.Even if you do not like it, you should read it at least once--and those who do like it will return to it again and again