第一篇：一篇很值得背誦的英語(yǔ)美文：做你想做的夢(mèng)（精選）

做你想做的夢(mèng)

There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real!

在一生有多少這樣的時(shí)刻：我們對(duì)一個(gè)人朝思暮想，只想一把把他們從夢(mèng)中拉出來(lái)，真切的擁抱一回！

When the door of happiness closes, another opens, but often times we look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has been opened for us.一扇通往幸福的門(mén)關(guān)閉了，另一扇幸福之門(mén)打開(kāi)了，可有多少次啊，我們徘徊在那扇關(guān)閉的門(mén)前，卻忽略了那扇早已為我們開(kāi)啟的新的幸福之門(mén)。

Don't go for looks;they can deceive.Don't go for wealth;even that fades away.Go for someone who makes you smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright.Find the one that makes your heart smile.不要以貌取人，外貌可能會(huì)欺騙你；不要追逐財(cái)富，財(cái)富會(huì)消失的。去尋找那個(gè)讓你笑口常開(kāi)的人吧，一個(gè)微笑就可以使暗淡的日子豁然開(kāi)朗。去追尋那個(gè)令你心靈愉悅的人吧！

Dream what you want to dream;go where you want to go;be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do.做你想做的夢(mèng)，去你想去的地方，成為你想成為的人，因?yàn)槟阒挥幸淮紊鸵淮螜C(jī)會(huì)去做你想做的事情。

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, enough hope to make you happy.愿幸福與你永伴，使你親切可愛(ài)；愿你歷經(jīng)磨難，使你堅(jiān)韌不拔；愿你痛徹心肺，使你通情達(dá)理，愿你充滿希望，使你幸福快樂(lè)。

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything;they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.世界上最幸福的人并不一定擁有最好的東西，他們只是最充分利用、珍惜了他們生命中的一切。

Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear.愛(ài)始于微笑，育于親吻，終于流淚。

The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past, you can't go on well in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.五彩繽紛的明天常常建立在對(duì)過(guò)去的遺忘之上。只有對(duì)過(guò)去的失敗和傷痛不再耿耿于懷，生活才會(huì)變得更加美好。

When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.Live your life so that when you die, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.當(dāng)你呱呱落地、啼哭不已時(shí)，周圍的人卻笑逐顏開(kāi)；要認(rèn)真的生活，只有這樣，當(dāng)你走到生命的盡頭時(shí)，你才會(huì)含笑而眠，而周圍的人卻痛哭不已。

第二篇：超值得背誦的英語(yǔ)美文

第一篇：A Grain of Sand 一粒沙子

William Blake/威廉.布萊克 To see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour.從一粒沙子看到一個(gè)世界，從一朵野花看到一個(gè)天堂，把握在你手心里的就是無(wú)限，永恒也就消融于一個(gè)時(shí)辰。第二篇：Love Your Life 熱愛(ài)生活

Henry David Thoreau/享利.大衛(wèi).梭羅

However mean your life is, meet it and live it;do not shun it and call it hard names.It is not so bad as you are.It looks poorest when you are richest.The fault-finder will find faults in paradise.Love your life, poor as it is.You may perhaps have some pleasant, thrilling, glorious hours, even in a poor-house.The setting sun is reflected from the windows of the alms-house as brightly as from the rich man's abode;the snow melts before its door as early in the spring.I do not see but a quiet mind may live as contentedly there, and have as cheering thoughts, as in a palace.The town's poor seem to me often to live the most independent lives of any.May be they are simply great enough to receive without misgiving.Most think that they are above being supported by the town;but it often happens that they are not above supporting themselves by dishonest means.which should be more disreputable.Cultivate poverty like a garden herb, like sage.Do not trouble yourself much to get new things, whether clothes or friends, Turn the old, return to them.Things do not change;we change.Sell your clothes and keep your thoughts.不論你的生活如何卑*，你要面對(duì)它生活，不要躲避它，更別用惡言咒罵它。它不像你那樣壞。你最富有的時(shí)候，倒是看似最窮。愛(ài)找缺點(diǎn)的人就是到天堂里也能找到缺點(diǎn)。你要愛(ài)你的生活，盡管它貧窮。甚至在一個(gè)濟(jì)貧院里，你也還有愉快、高興、光榮的時(shí)候。夕陽(yáng)反射在濟(jì)貧院的窗上，像身在富戶人家窗上一樣光亮；在那門(mén)前，積雪同在早春融化。我只看到，一個(gè)從容的人，在哪里也像在皇宮中一樣，生活得心滿意足而富有愉快的思想。城鎮(zhèn)中的窮人，我看，倒往往是過(guò)著最獨(dú)立不羈的生活。也許因?yàn)樗麄兒軅ゴ?，所以受之無(wú)愧。大多數(shù)人以為他們是超然的，不*城鎮(zhèn)來(lái)支援他們；可是事實(shí)上他們是往往利用了不正當(dāng)?shù)氖侄蝸?lái)對(duì)付生活，他們是毫不超脫的，毋寧是不體面的。視貧窮如園中之花而像圣人一樣耕植它吧！不要找新的花樣，無(wú)論是新的朋友或新的衣服，來(lái)麻煩你自己。找舊的，回到那里去。萬(wàn)物不變，是我們?cè)谧?。你的衣服可以賣(mài)掉，但要保留你的思想。第三篇：

The pure.the bright, the beautiful, 一切純潔的,輝煌的,美麗的, That stirred our hearts in youth, 強(qiáng)烈地震撼著我們年輕的心靈的, The impulses to wordless prayer, 推動(dòng)著我們做無(wú)言的禱告的, The dreams of love and truth;讓我們夢(mèng)想著愛(ài)與真理的;The longing after something's lost, 在失去后為之感到珍惜的, The spirit's yearning cry, 使靈魂深切地呼喊著的, The striving after better hopes-為了更美好的夢(mèng)想而奮斗著的-These things can never die.這些美好不會(huì)消逝。

The timid hand stretched forth to aid 羞怯地伸出援助的手，A brother in his need, 在你的弟兄需要的時(shí)候，A kindly word in grief's dark hour 傷慟、困難的時(shí)候，一句親切的話 That proves a friend indeed;就足以證明朋友的真心； The plea for mercy softly breathed, 輕聲地乞求憐憫，When justice threatens nigh, 在審判臨近的時(shí)候，The sorrow of a contrite heart-懊悔的心有一種傷感--These things shall never die.這些美好不會(huì)消逝。Let nothing pass for every hand 在人間傳遞溫情 Must find some work to do;盡你所能地去做；

Lose not a chance to waken love-別錯(cuò)失去了喚醒愛(ài)的良機(jī)-----Be firm, and just ,and true;為人要堅(jiān)定，正直，忠誠(chéng)；

So shall a light that cannot fade 因此上方照耀著你的那道光芒 Beam on thee from on high.就不會(huì)消失。

And angel voices say to thee---你將聽(tīng)到天使的聲音在說(shuō)-----These things shall never die.這些美好不會(huì)消逝。第四篇

Think it over??好好想想??

Today we have higher buildings and wider highways, but shorter temperaments and narrower points of view;今天我們擁有了更高層的樓宇以及更寬闊的公路，但是我們的性情卻更為急躁，眼光也更加狹隘；

We spend more, but enjoy less;我們消耗的更多，享受到的卻更少；

We have bigger houses, but smaller families;我們的住房更大了，但我們的家庭卻更小了； We have more compromises, but less time;我們妥協(xié)更多，時(shí)間更少；

We have more knowledge, but less judgment;我們擁有了更多的知識(shí)，可判斷力卻更差了； We have more medicines, but less health;我們有了更多的藥品，但健康狀況卻更不如意；

We have multiplied out possessions, but reduced out values;我們擁有的財(cái)富倍增，但其價(jià)值卻減少了；

We talk much, we love only a little, and we hate too much;我們說(shuō)的多了，愛(ài)的卻少了，我們的仇恨也更多了；

We reached the Moon and came back, but we find it troublesome to cross our own street and meet our neighbors;我們可以往返月球，但卻難以邁出一步去親近我們的左鄰右舍； We have conquered the outer space, but not our inner space;我們可以征服外太空，卻征服不了我們的內(nèi)心； We have higher income, but less morals;我們的收入增加了，但我們的道德卻少了；

These are times with more liberty, but less joy;我們的時(shí)代更加自由了，但我們擁有的快樂(lè)時(shí)光卻越來(lái)越少； We have much more food, but less nutrition;我們有了更多的食物，但所能得到的營(yíng)養(yǎng)卻越來(lái)越少了；

These are the days in which it takes two salaries for each home, but divorces increase;現(xiàn)在每個(gè)家庭都可以有雙份收入，但離婚的現(xiàn)象越來(lái)越多了； These are times of finer houses, but more broken homes;現(xiàn)在的住房越來(lái)越精致，但我們也有了更多破碎的家庭； That's why I propose, that as of today;這就是我為什么要說(shuō)，讓我們從今天開(kāi)始；

You do not keep anything for a special occasion.because every day that you live is a SPECIAL OCCASION.不要將你的東西為了某一個(gè)特別的時(shí)刻而預(yù)留著，因?yàn)槟闵畹拿恳惶於际悄敲刺貏e；

Search for knowledge, read more ,sit on your porch and admire the view without paying attention to your needs;尋找更我的知識(shí)，多讀一些書(shū)，坐在你家的前廊里，以贊美的眼光去享受眼前的風(fēng)景，不要帶上任何功利的想法；

Spend more time with your family and friends, eat your favorite foods, visit the places you love;花多點(diǎn)時(shí)間和朋友與家人在一起，吃你愛(ài)吃的食物，去你想去的地方； Life is a chain of moments of enjoyment;not only about survival;生活是一串串的快樂(lè)時(shí)光；我們不僅僅是為了生存而生存；

Use your crystal goblets.Do not save your best perfume, and use it every time you feel you want it.舉起你的水晶酒杯吧。不要吝嗇灑上你最好的香水，你想用的時(shí)候就享用吧！Remove from your vocabulary phrases like“ one of these days ”or “someday”;從你的詞匯庫(kù)中移去所謂的“有那么一天”或者“某一天”；

Let's write that letter we thought of writing “one of these days”!曾打算“有那么一天”去寫(xiě)的信，就在今天吧！

Let's tell our families and friends how much we love them;告訴家人和朋友，我們是多么地愛(ài)他們；

Do not delay anything that adds laughter and joy to your life;不要延遲任何可以給你的生活帶來(lái)歡笑與快樂(lè)的事情； Every day, every hour, and every minute is special;每一天、每一小時(shí)、每一分鐘都是那么特別； And you don't know if it will be your last.你無(wú)從知道這是否最后刻。第五篇

The life I desired 我所追求的生活

That must be the story of innumerable couples, and the pattern of life it offers has a homely grace.It reminds you of a placid rivulet, meandering smoothly through green pastures and shaded by pleasant trees, till at last it falls into the vasty sea;but the sea is so calm, so silent, so indifferent, that you are troubled suddenly by a vague uneasiness.Perhaps it is only by a kink in my nature, strong in me even in those days, that i felt in such an existence, the share of the great majority, something amiss.I recognized its social value.I saw its ordered happiness, but a fever in my blood asked for a wilder course.There seemed to me something alarming in such easy delights.In my heart was desire to live more dangerously.I was not unprepared for jagged rocks and treacherous, shoals it I could only have change-change and the excitement of unforeseen.這一定是世間無(wú)數(shù)對(duì)夫妻的生活寫(xiě)照，這種生活模式給人一種天倫之美。它使人想起一條平靜的溪流，蜿蜒暢游過(guò)綠茵的草場(chǎng)，濃蔭遮蔽，最后注入煙波浩渺的汪洋大海；但是大海太過(guò)平靜，太過(guò)沉默，太過(guò)不動(dòng)聲色，你會(huì)突然感到莫名的不安。也許這只是我自己的一種怪誕想法，在那樣的時(shí)代，這想法對(duì)我影響很深：我覺(jué)得這像大多數(shù)人一樣的生活，似乎欠缺了一點(diǎn)兒什么。我承認(rèn)這種生活有社會(huì)價(jià)值，我也看到了它那井然有序的幸福，但我血液里的沖動(dòng)卻渴望一種更桀驁不馴的旅程．這樣的安逸中好像有一種叫我驚懼不安的東西．我的心渴望一種更加驚險(xiǎn)的生活。只要生活中還能有變遷———以及不可知的刺激，我愿意踏上怪石嶙峋的山崖，奔赴暗礁滿布的海灘。

第三篇：最值得背誦的美文

Recommended articles for recitation

1.Companionship of Books

A man may usually be known by the books he reads as well as by the company he keeps;for there is a companionship of books as well as of men;and one should always live in the best company, whether it be of books or of men.A good book may be among the best of friends.It is the same today that it always was, and it will never change.It is the most patient and cheerful of companions.It does not turn its back uponus in times of adversity or distress.It always receives us with the same kindness;amusing and instructing us in youth, and comforting and consoling us in age.Men often discover their affinity to each other by the love they have each for a book.The book is a truer and higher bond of union.Men can think, feel, and sympathize7 with each other through their favorite author.They live in him together, and he, in them.A good book is often the best urn of a life enshrining the best that life could think out;for the world of a man’s life is, for the most part, but the world of his thoughts.Thus the best books are threasuries of good words, the golden thoughts, which, remembered and cherished, become our constant companions and comforters.Books possess an essence of immortality.They are by far the most lasting products of human effort.Temples and statues decay, but books survive.Time is of no account with great thoughts, which are as fresh today as when they first passed through their authors’ minds, ages ago.What was then said and thought still speaks to us as vividlyas ever from the printed page.Books introduce us into the best society;they bring us into the presence of the greatest minds that have ever lived.We hear what they said and did;we see them as if they were really alive;we sympathize with them, enjoy with them, grieve with them;their experience becomes ours, and we feel as if we were in a measure actors with them in the scenes which they describe.—Samuel Smiles

2.Peace

Today we seek a moral basis for peace.It cannot be a real peace if it fails to recognize brotherhood.It cannot be a lasting peace if the fruit of it is oppression or starvation, or cruelty or human life dominated by armed camps.It cannot be a sound peace if small nations must live in fear of powerful neighbors.It cannot be a moral peace if freedom from invasion is sold for tribute.It cannot be an intelligent peace if it denies free passage to that knowledge of those ideals which permit men to find common ground.It cannot be a righteous peace if worship of God is denied.Peace, no less than war, must offer a spirit of comradeship, a spirit of achievement, a spirit of unselfishness, and indomitable will to victory.Peace, no less than war, must offer a spirit of comradeship, a spirit of achievement, a spirit of unselfishness, and indomitable will to victory.Peace can endure only so long as humanity really insists upon it, and is willing to work for it and sacrifice for it.—Franklin D.Roosevelt

3． To Spring

Oh you, sweet Spring, alight from cherub’s wing,And put the ugly winter full to flight;

And rouse the earth to smile, and larks to sing,With skies so bright and hearts of youth so light.Your gentle and genial breaths each blossom blow,While bees in gardens hum the lullabies.The hills and dales are stripp’d of mantles of snow,And streams and rivers freed from irons of ice.May seasons all be Spring—the pride of years,That all the things would e’er in glories gleam!

May men be ever in the prime of years!

But dream, however sweet, is but a dream.If happy when you come and sad when gone,Would that you’d never come or never gone!

By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

4．Night

Night has fallen over the country.Through the trees rises the red moon, and the stars are scarcely seen.In the vast shadow of night the coolness and the dews descend.I sit at the open window to enjoy them;and hear only the voice of the summer wind.Like black hulks, the shadows of the great trees ride at anchor on the billowy see of grass.I cannot see the red and blue flowers, but I know that they are there.Far away in the meadow gleams the silver Charles①.The tramp of horses’ hoofs sounds from the wooden bridge.Then all is still save the continuous wind of the summer night.Sometimes I know not if it be the wind or the sounds of the neighboring sea.The village clock strikes;and I feel that I am not alone.How different it is in the city!It is late, and the crowd is gone.You step out upon the balcony, and lie in the very bosom of the cool, dewy night as if you folded her garments about you.Beneath lies the public walk with trees, like a fathomless, black gulf, into whose silent darkness the spirit plunges, and floats away some beloved spirit clasped in its embrace.The lamps are still burning up and down the long street.People go by with grotesque shadows, now foreshortened, and now lengthening away into the darkness and vanishing, while a new one springs up behind the walker, and seems to pass him revolving like the sail of a windmill.The iron gates of the park shut with a jangling clang.There are footsteps and loud voices;—a tumult;—a drunken brawl;—an alarm of fire;—then silence again.And now at length the city is asleep, and we can see the night.The belated moon looks over the roofs, and finds no one to welcome her.The moonlight is broken.It lies here and there in the squares, and the opening of the streets—angular like blocks of whit e marble.By Nathanial Hawthorne

①the Charles: 美國(guó)馬薩諸塞州的一條河流

5．The Road Not Taken

By Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,And having perhaps the better claim,Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,I doubted if I should ever come back.I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I –

I took the one less traveled by,And that has made all the difference.6．Smile of the Earth

All over my garden I’ve planted nothing but roses, fragrant and---If looked at from afar---ablaze with colour like sunset clouds.I would be very happy if any one of my visiting friends should desire to pick and take some for their homes.I trust that any friend of mine carrying the roses would vanish into the distance feeling that his emotion had been rekindled.A close friend came for a visit the other day.I know her to be a lover of flowers and plants, and for that reason I told her at her departure that she should pick a bunch of roses to decorate her boudoir.I promised that the scent of the roses would be wafted far, far away.That girl friend of mine, tiptoeing into the garden in high spirits, sniffed here and smelt there, but in the end she didn’t pick a single rose.I said there were so many of them that she could pick as many as she’d like to;I told her that I was not a florist and didn’t make a living out of them.While

saying so I raised the scissors for the sacrifice of the flowers, but she vehemently stopped me, crying no, no, no!

To cut such beautiful roses would hurt one, she said.With her hands clutching at my sleeves, she told me that by no means should they be cut.Roses are the smiling face of the earth, and who could be so iron-hearted as to destroy a smile so exhilarating?

My mind was thoroughly boggled: the ugly earth, the humble earth, the plain earth---it is only because of the roses that it reveals an amazing and bright smile, and it is for the sake of that smile that it wins the care and pity of men.Of late a friend of mine invited me to appreciate a Tang Dynasty vase that he was fortunate enough to have bought at an auction.The vase, with its slim neck, plump body, and fine little flowers on a blue and white background, has a noble shape and a rich colouring, elegant, refined, proud, poised, and supercilious, an extreme embodiment of the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.I was filled with wonder to think that while everyone present was taking great care not to cause the slightest damage to the Tang treasure, it was to me nothing but an object made of clay.It had only become a piece of classic art after being baked in a china kiln.Both the exquisiteness of the boccaro teapots made in south China, and the shockingly beautiful sculptures by Clay Sculptor Zhang of Tianjin---aren’t they all smiles of the earth? They are such exquisite treasures that---even if they look ugly, humble, plain, or whatever---they no doubt deserve respect and veneration.Now I understand that no-one, however ordinary, should be condemned to anonymity, and that anyone who adds a dash of colour to life deserves our respect.7．Home

What makes a home? Love and sympathy and confidence.It is a place where kindly affections exist among all the members of the family.The parents take good care of their children, and the children are interested in the activities of their parents.Thus all of them are bound together by affection, and they find their home to be the cheeriest place in the world.A home without love is no more a home than a body without a soul is a man.Every civilized person is a social being.No one should live alone.A man may lead a successful and prosperous life, but prosperity alone can by no means insure happiness.Many great personages in the world history had deep affections for their homes.Your home may be poor and humble, but your duty lies there.You should try to make it cheerful and comfortable.The greater the difficulties, the richer will be your reward.A home is more than a family dwelling.It is a school in which people are trained for citizenship.A man will not render good service to his country if he can do nothing good for his home;for in proportion as he loves his home, will he love his country.The home is the birthplace of true

patriotism.It is the secret of social welfare and national greatness.It is the basis and origin of civilization.8． Choice of Companions

A good companion is better than a fortune, for a fortune cannot purchase those elements of character which make companionship a blessing.The best companion is one who is wiser and better than ourselves, for we are inspired by his wisdom and virtue to nobler deeds.“Keep good company, and you shall be one of the number,” said George Herbert.“A man is know by the company he keeps.” Character makes character in the associations of life faster than anything else.This fact makes the choice of companions in early life more important even than that of teachers and guardians.Companionship is education, good or bad;it develops manhood or womanhood, high or low;it lifts the soul upward or drags it downward;it ministers to virtue or vice.Sow virtue, and the harvest will be virtue.Sow vice, and the harvest will be vice.Good companions help us to sow virtue;evil companions help us to sow vice.—William Makepeace Thayer

9． Electricity

The modern age is an age of electricity.People are so used to electric lights, radio, televisions, and telephones that it is hard to imagine what life would be like without them.When there is a power failure, people grope about in flickering candlelight, cars hesitate in the streets because there are no traffic lights to guide them, and food spoils in silent refrigerators.Yet, people began to understand how electricity works only a little more than two centuries ago.Nature has apparently been experimenting in this field for million of years.Scientists are discovering more and more that the living world may hold many interesting secrets of electricity that could benefit humanity.All living cell send out tiny pulses of electricity.As the heart beats, it sends out pulses of record;they form an electrocardiogram, which a doctor can study to determine how well the heart is working.The brain, too, sends out brain waves of electricity, which can be recorded in an electroencephalogram.The electric currents generated by most living cells are extremely small – often so small that sensitive instruments are needed to record them.But in some animals, certain muscle cells have become so specialized as electrical generators that they do not work as muscle cells at all.When large numbers of these cell are linked together, the effects can be astonishing.The electric eel is an amazing storage battery.It can seed a jolt of as much as eight hundred volts of electricity through the water in which it live.(An electric house current is only one hundred twenty volts.)As many as four-fifths of all the cells in the electric eel’s body are specialized for generating electricity, and the strength of the shock it can deliver corresponds roughly to length of its body.10．Scientific Theories

In science, a theory is a reasonable explanation of observed events that are related.A theory often involves an imaginary model that helps scientists picture the way an observed event could be produced.A good example of this is found in the kinetic molecular theory, in which gases are pictured as being made up of many small particles that are in constant motion.A useful theory, in addition to explaining past observations, helps to predict events that have not as yet been observed.After a theory has been publicized, scientists design experiments to test the theory.If observations confirm the scientist’s predictions, the theory is supported.If observations do not confirm the predictions, the scientists must search further.There may be a fault in the experiment, or the theory may have to be revised or rejected.Science involves imagination and creative thinking as well as collecting information and performing experiments.Facts by themselves are not science.As the mathematician Jules Henri Poincare said, ―Science is built with facts just as a house is built with bricks, but a collection of facts cannot be called science any more than a pile of bricks can be called a house.‖

Most scientists start an investigation by finding out what other scientists have learned about a particular problem.After known facts have been gathered, the scientist comes to the part of the investigation that requires considerable imagination.Possible solutions to the problem are formulated.These possible solutions are called hypotheses.

第四篇：高中英語(yǔ) 經(jīng)典美文背誦_英語(yǔ)

By heart

Some plays are so successful that they run for years on end.In many ways, this is unfortunate for the poor actors who are required to go on repeating the same lines night after night.One would expect them to know their parts by heart and never have cause to falter.Yet this is not always the case.A famous actor in a highly successful play was once cast in the role of an aristocrat who had been imprisoned in the Bastille for twenty years.In the last act, a gaoler would always come on to the stage with a letter which he would hand to the prisoner.Even though the noble was expected to read the letter at each performance, he always insisted that it should be written out in full.One night, the gaoler decided to play a joke on his colleague to find out if, after so many performances, he had managed to learn the contents of the letter by heart.The curtain went up on the final act of the play and revealed the aristocrat sitting alone behind bars in his dark cell.Just then, the gaoler appeared with the precious letter in his hands.He entered the cell and presented the letter to the aristocrat.But the copy he gave him had not been written out in full as usual.It was simply a blank sheet of paper.The gaoler looked on eagerly, anxious to see if his fellow-actor had at last learnt his lines.The noble stared at the blank sheet of paper for a few seconds.Then, squinting his eyes, he said: 'The light is dim.Read the letter to me.' And he promptly handed the sheet of paper to the gaoler.Finding that he could not remember a word of the letter either, the gaoler replied: 'The light is indeed dim, sire.I must get my glasses.' With this, he hurried off the stage.Much to the aristocrat's amusement, the gaoler returned a few moments later with a pair of glasses and the usual copy of the letter which he proceeded to read to the prisoner.有些劇目十分成功，以致連續(xù)上演好幾年。這樣一來(lái)，可憐的演員們可倒霉了。因?yàn)樗麄冃枰灰惯B著一夜地重復(fù)同樣的臺(tái)詞。人們以為，這些演員一定會(huì)把臺(tái)詞背得爛熟，絕不會(huì)臨場(chǎng)結(jié)巴的，但情況卻并不總是這樣。

有一位名演員曾在一出極為成功的劇目中扮演一個(gè)貴族角色，這個(gè)貴族已在巴士底獄被關(guān)押了20年。在最后一幕中，獄卒手持一封信上場(chǎng)，然后將信交給獄中那位貴族。盡管那個(gè)貴族每場(chǎng)戲都得念一遍那封信。但他還是堅(jiān)持要求將信的全文寫(xiě)在信紙上。

一天晚上，獄卒決定與他的同事開(kāi)一個(gè)玩笑，看看他反復(fù)演出這么多場(chǎng)之后，是否已將信的內(nèi)容記熟了。大幕拉開(kāi)，最后一幕戲開(kāi)演，貴族獨(dú)自一人坐在鐵窗后陰暗的牢房里。這時(shí)獄卒上場(chǎng)，手里拿著那封珍貴的信。獄卒走進(jìn)牢房，將信交給貴族。但這回獄卒給貴族的信沒(méi)有像往常那樣把全文寫(xiě)全，而是一張白紙。獄卒熱切地觀察著，急于想了解他的同事是否記熟了臺(tái)詞。貴族盯著紙看了幾秒鐘，然后，眼珠一轉(zhuǎn)，說(shuō)道：“光線太暗，請(qǐng)給我讀一下這封信?！闭f(shuō)完，他一下子把信遞給獄卒。獄卒發(fā)現(xiàn)自己連一個(gè)字也記不住，于是便說(shuō)：“陛下，這兒光線的確太暗了，我得去眼鏡拿來(lái)?！彼贿呎f(shuō)著，一邊匆匆下臺(tái)。貴族感到非常好笑的是：一會(huì)兒工夫，獄卒重新登臺(tái)，拿來(lái)一副眼鏡以及平時(shí)使用的那封信，然后為那囚犯念了起來(lái)。

Three Days to See I have often thought it would be a blessing if each human being were stricken blind and deaf for a few days at some time during his early adult life.Darkness would make him more appreciative of sight;silence would tech him the joys of sound.Now and then I have tested my seeing friends to discover what they see.Recently I was visited by a very good friends who had just returned from a long walk in the woods, and I asked her what she had observed.“Nothing in particular.” she replied.I might have been incredulous had I not been accustomed to such reposes, for long ago I became convinced that the seeing see little.How was it possible, I asked myself, to walk for an hour through the woods and see nothing worthy of note? I who cannot see find hundreds of things to interest me through mere touch.I feel the delicate symmetry of a leaf.I pass my hands lovingly about the smooth skin of a silver birch, or the rough, shaggy bark of a pine.In the spring I touch the branches of trees hopefully in search of a bud the first sign of awakening Nature after her winter's sleep.I feel the delightful, velvety texture of a flower, and discover its remarkable convolutions;and something of the miracle of Nature is revealed to me.Occasionally, if I am very fortunate, I place my hand gently on a small tree and feel the happy quiver of a bird in full song.I am delighted to have the cool waters of a brook rush thought my open finger.To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug.To me the page ant of seasons is a thrilling and unending drama, the action of which streams through my finger tips.我常常想，如果每個(gè)人在他成年的早期有一段時(shí)間致瞎致聾，那會(huì)是一種幸事，黑暗會(huì)使他更珍惜視力，寂靜會(huì)教導(dǎo)他享受聲音。

我不時(shí)地詢問(wèn)過(guò)我的能看見(jiàn)東西的朋友們，以了解他們看到什么。最近，我的一個(gè)很好的朋友來(lái)看我，她剛從一片森林里散步許久回來(lái)，我問(wèn)她看到了什么，她答道：“沒(méi)什么特別的。”如果我不是習(xí)慣了聽(tīng)到這種回答，我都可能不相信，因?yàn)楹芫靡詠?lái)我已確信這個(gè)情況：能看得見(jiàn)的人卻看不到什么。

我獨(dú)自一人，在林子里散步一小時(shí)之久而沒(méi)有看到任何值得注意的東西，那怎么可能呢？我自己，一個(gè)不能看見(jiàn)東西的人，僅僅通過(guò)觸覺(jué)，都發(fā)現(xiàn)許許多多令我有興趣的東西。我感觸到一片樹(shù)葉的完美的對(duì)稱性。我用手喜愛(ài)地?fù)崦^(guò)一株白樺那光潮的樹(shù)皮，或一棵松樹(shù)的粗糙樹(shù)皮。春天，我摸著樹(shù)干的枝條滿懷希望地搜索著嫩芽，那是嚴(yán)冬的沉睡后，大自然蘇醒的第一個(gè)跡象。我撫摸過(guò)花朵那令人愉快的天鵝絨般的質(zhì)地，感覺(jué)到它那奇妙的卷繞，一些大自然奇跡向我展現(xiàn)了。有時(shí)，如果我很幸運(yùn)，我把手輕輕地放在一棵小樹(shù)上，還能感受到一只高聲歌唱的小鳥(niǎo)的愉快顫抖，我十分快樂(lè)地讓小溪澗的涼水穿過(guò)我張開(kāi)的手指流淌過(guò)去。對(duì)我來(lái)說(shuō)，一片茂密的地毯式的松針葉或松軟而富彈性的草地比最豪華的波斯地毯更受歡迎。對(duì)我來(lái)說(shuō)四季的壯觀而華麗的展示是一部令人激動(dòng)的、無(wú)窮盡的戲劇。這部戲劇的表演，通過(guò)我的手指端涌淌出來(lái)。

YOUTH

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 tempera-mental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease.This often exists in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20.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 spring back to dust.Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being’s heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing childlike appetite of what’s 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 you are grown old, even at 20, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at 80.青春

塞繆爾·厄爾曼

青春不是年華，而是心境；青春不是桃面、丹唇、柔膝，而是深沉的意志，恢宏的想象，炙熱的戀情；青春是生命的深泉在涌流。

青春氣貫長(zhǎng)虹，勇銳蓋過(guò)怯弱，進(jìn)取壓倒茍安。如此銳氣，二十后生而有之，六旬男子則更多見(jiàn)。年歲有加，并非垂老，理想丟棄，方墮暮年。

歲月悠悠，衰微只及肌膚；熱忱拋卻，頹廢必致靈魂。憂煩，惶恐，喪失自信，定使心靈扭曲，意氣如灰。

無(wú)論年屆花甲，擬或二八芳齡，心中皆有生命之歡樂(lè)，奇跡之誘惑，孩童般天真久盛不衰。人人心中皆有一臺(tái)天線，只要你從天上人間接受美好、希望、歡樂(lè)、勇氣和力量的信號(hào)，你就青春永駐，風(fēng)華常存。

一旦天線下降，銳氣便被冰雪覆蓋，玩世不恭、自暴自棄油然而生，即使年方二十，實(shí)已垂垂老矣；然則只要樹(shù)起天線，捕捉樂(lè)觀信號(hào)，你就有望在八十高齡告別塵寰時(shí)仍覺(jué)希望。

Hello, Chicago.If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible, who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time, who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer

It's the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen, by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different, that their voices could be that difference.It's the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled.Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been just a collection of individuals or a collection of red states and blue states.We are, and always will be, the United States of America.It's the answer that led those who've been told for so long by so many to be cynical and fearful and doubtful about what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day.It's been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this date in this election at this defining moment change has come to America.A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination.And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change.Yes we can.America, we have come so far.We have seen so much.But there is so much more to do.So tonight, let us ask ourselves--if our children should live to see the next century;if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?

This is our chance to answer that call.This is our moment.This is our time, to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids;to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace;to reclaim the American dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth, that, out of many, we are one;that while we breathe, we hope.And where we are met with cynicism and doubts and those who tell us that we can't, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people: Yes, we can.Thank you.God bless you.And may God bless the United States of America.您好，芝加哥

如果還有人仍在懷疑美國(guó)是否是一個(gè)一切皆有可能的國(guó)度的話，如果還有人仍在疑慮我們美國(guó)的締造者的夢(mèng)想是否還存在于我們這個(gè)時(shí)代的話，如果還有人仍在質(zhì)疑我們民主的力量的話，今晚你就可以得到答案。

它的答案告訴延伸線，圍繞學(xué)校和教堂的人數(shù)這個(gè)民族從未見(jiàn)過(guò)的，等待三個(gè)小時(shí)，四個(gè)小時(shí)的人們，許多第一次在他們的生活，因?yàn)樗麄冋J(rèn)為，這次一定是不同的，他們的聲音可能是不同的。

不管你是年輕人還是老年人，是富人還是窮人，是民主黨人還是共和黨人，是黑人還是白人，也不管你是拉丁美洲人或亞洲人還是本土美國(guó)人，更無(wú)論你是否為同性變者、是否是殘疾人，這是美國(guó)人共同的答案。美國(guó)人向全世界傳遞一個(gè)聲音，那就是我們的選舉從不分紅州或藍(lán)州。

我們屬于，而且永遠(yuǎn)只屬于美利堅(jiān)合眾國(guó)。

它的答案，導(dǎo)致這些誰(shuí)一直在說(shuō)這么長(zhǎng)時(shí)間這么多的是玩世不恭和恐懼和懷疑是我們能夠?qū)崿F(xiàn)把他們手中的弧的歷史和彎曲再次向希望一個(gè)更美好的一天。

雖然等待了很長(zhǎng)時(shí)間，但在今晚的這一決定性時(shí)刻，由于我們?cè)谶@次選舉中的努力，美國(guó)終于迎來(lái)了變革。

一名男子降落在月球上，墻上下來(lái)在柏林，世界是連接我們自己的科學(xué)和想象力。

今年，在這次選舉中，她談到她的手指到屏幕上，她和演員投票，因?yàn)?06年后，在美國(guó)，通過(guò)最好的時(shí)候和最黑暗的時(shí)間，她知道怎樣可以改變美國(guó)。

是我們能夠做到。

美國(guó)，我們來(lái)到迄今。我們已經(jīng)看到這么多。但有這么多事情要做。因此，今夜，讓我們反問(wèn)一下我們自己，如果我們的孩子能夠活到下個(gè)世紀(jì)；如果我的女兒能夠幸運(yùn)地活得像安-尼克森-庫(kù)珀那樣長(zhǎng)，他們將會(huì)看到什么樣的變化？我們那時(shí)將會(huì)取得什么樣的進(jìn)步？

這是我們來(lái)回答問(wèn)題的機(jī)會(huì)，這是我們的時(shí)刻。

這是我們的時(shí)代，要使我們的人民重新工作并將機(jī)會(huì)留給我們的子孫；重新恢復(fù)繁榮并促進(jìn)和平；回歸我們的美國(guó)夢(mèng)想并重申一個(gè)基本事實(shí)--在眾人之中，我們也是其中一個(gè)；當(dāng)我們呼吸，當(dāng)我們充滿希望的時(shí)候，我們?cè)庥隼涑盁嶂S和質(zhì)疑，那些人認(rèn)為我們無(wú)法做到。我們將用一句話來(lái)做出回應(yīng)：不，我們可以！

謝謝您。上帝保佑你。愿上帝保佑美利堅(jiān)合眾國(guó)。

We are on a Journey

Wherever you are, and whoever you may be, there is one thing in which you and I are just alike at this moment, and in all the moments of our existence.We are not at rest;we are on a journey.Our life is a movement, a tendency, a steady ceaseless progress toward an unseen goal.We are gaining something, or losing something, everyday.Even when our position and our character seem to remain precisely the same, they are changing.For the mere advance of time is a change.It is not the same thing to have a bare field in January and in July.The season makes the difference.The limitations that are childlike in the children are childish in the man.Everything that we do is a step in one direction or another.Even the failure to do something is in itself a deed.It sets us forward or backward.The action of the negative pole of a magnetic needle is just as real as the action of the positive pole.To decline is to accept — the other alternative.Are you nearer to your port today than you were yesterday? Yes, — you must be a little nearer to some port or other;for since your ship was first launched upon the sea of life, you have never been still for a single moment;the sea is too deep, you could not find an anchorage if you would;there can be no pause until you come into port.無(wú)論你身處何處，也不管你是誰(shuí)，此刻，抑或是我們生命存在的每一個(gè)瞬間，有一件事對(duì)我們來(lái)說(shuō)都是一樣的：我們沒(méi)有停留；我們正在旅途上。

生命是一種運(yùn)動(dòng)，是一種趨勢(shì)，是一個(gè)向著未知目標(biāo)奮進(jìn)的無(wú)休止的行進(jìn)。每天，我們有所得亦有所失。我們時(shí)時(shí)刻刻都在改變，即使我們的狀態(tài)和角色看上去沒(méi)有絲毫的變化。只因?yàn)闀r(shí)間推移的本身就是一種變化。對(duì)于一塊荒蕪的土地，一月和七月是截然不同的。因?yàn)榧竟?jié)的變化讓他有所區(qū)別。能力的局限在孩子們的身上只是一種天真，而在大人的身上卻表現(xiàn)出一種幼稚。

我們做的所有事情都是向著某個(gè)方向邁出了一步。即使是失敗，本身也是一個(gè)作為，左右著我們的進(jìn)退。磁針的負(fù)極作用與正極作用是一樣的真實(shí)。

對(duì)比昨天的你，今天你是否離自己的目標(biāo)更近了？答案是肯定的，你一定離某個(gè)港口更近了些。因?yàn)樽詮哪愕暮酱谏暮Ｑ笾衅鸷降哪且豢唐穑憔蛷膩?lái)沒(méi)有停泊過(guò)。海水太深了，你尋找不到拋錨之處。你永遠(yuǎn)都不可能停下來(lái)，除非你到達(dá)自己的港口。

《海上鋼琴師》 經(jīng)典英文對(duì)白

1900: Moonlight city.You just couldn’t see an end to it.It wasn’t what I saw that stopped me ,Max.It was what I didn’t see.Take the piano.Keys begin.Keys end.You know there are 88 of them.They’re not infinite.You’re infinite.And on those keys, the music that you can make is infinite.I like that.That I can live by.But you get me up on that gangway, and you roll them out

in front of me.Keyboards have millions and billions of keys that never end.That keyboard is infinite.Then on that keyboard there’s no music you can play.That’s God’s piano.Did you see the streets?

There’re thousands of them.How do you choose just one?

One woman, one house, one way to die…….You don’t even know where it comes to an end.Aren’t you ever just scared of breaking apart with the

thought of it?

I was born on this ship.And the world passed me by.But 2000 people at a time and there’re old wishes here.But nevermore that fit between prow and stern..You played out your happiness bit on a piano that was not

infinite.I learned to live that way.Land?

Land is a ship too big for me，It’s a woman too beautiful, a bridge too long, perfume to

strong, music I don’t know how to play.I can never get off this ship.At best, I didn’t step off my life.After all, I don’t exist for anyone.偌大的城市，綿延無(wú)盡。

并非是我眼見(jiàn)的讓我停住了腳步，而是我所看不見(jiàn)的。你能明白嗎？

拿鋼琴來(lái)說(shuō)。

鍵盤(pán)有始亦有終。

你確切地知道88個(gè)鍵就在那兒，錯(cuò)不了。

它們并不是無(wú)限的，而你，才是無(wú)限的。你能在鍵盤(pán)上表現(xiàn)的音樂(lè)是無(wú)限的。

我喜歡這樣，我能輕松應(yīng)付。

而你現(xiàn)在讓我走過(guò)跳板，走到城市里，等著我的是一個(gè)沒(méi)有盡頭的鍵盤(pán)。

我又怎能在這樣的鍵盤(pán)上彈奏呢？

那是上帝的鍵盤(pán)?。?/p>

你看到那數(shù)不清的街道嗎？

如何只選擇其中一條去走？

一個(gè)共渡一生的女人，一幢屬于自己的屋子，一種生與死的方式~~~~

你甚至不知道什么時(shí)候才是盡頭。

一想到這個(gè)，難道不會(huì)害怕、會(huì)崩潰嗎？

我在這艘船上出生。

世事千變?nèi)f化，然這艘船每次只載2000人。

這里有著希望，但僅在船頭和船尾之間。

你可以在有限的鋼琴上奏出你的歡欣快樂(lè)。

我習(xí)慣了這樣的生活。

陸地？

陸地對(duì)我來(lái)說(shuō)是一艘太大的船，太漂亮的女人，太長(zhǎng)的旅程，太濃烈的香水，無(wú)從著手的音樂(lè)。

我永遠(yuǎn)無(wú)法走下這艘船，這樣的話，我寧可舍棄我的生命。

畢竟，我從來(lái)沒(méi)有為任何人存在過(guò)

If I Were a Boy Again

If i were a boy again, I would practise perseverance more often, and never give up a thing because it was hard or invonvenient.If we want light, we must conquer darkness.Perseverance can sometimes equal genius in its results.“There are only two creatures,” says a proverb, “who can surmount the pyramides-the eagle and the snail.” If i were a boy again, I would school myself into a habit of attention;I would let nothing come between me and the subject in hand.I would remember that a good skater never tries to skate in two directions at once.The habit of attention becomes part of our life, if we begin early enough.I often hear grown-up people say,“I could not fix my attention on the lecture or book, althought i wished to do so,” and the reason is, the habit was not formed in yourth.If I were to live my life over again, I would pay more attention to the cultivation of memory.I would strengthen that faculty by every possible means, and , on every possible occasion.It takes a little hard work at first to remember things accurately,but memory soon helps itself, and gives very little trouble.It only needs early cultivation to become a power.If i were a boy again, I would look on the cheerful side.Life is very much like a mirrow.If you smile upon it, it smiles back upon you;but if you frown and look doubtful on it, you will get a similar look in return.Inner sunshine warms not only the heart fo the owner, but of all that come in contact with it.Who shuts love out, in turn shall be shut from love.If I were a boy again, I would school myself to say“No” oftenner.I might write pages on the importance of learning very early in life to gain that point where a young boy can stand erect, and decline doing a unworthy act because it is unworthy.If I were a boy again, I would demand of myself more courtesy towards my companions and friends, and indeed towards stangers as well.The smallest courtesies along the rough roads of life are like the little birds that sing to us all winter long, and make that season of ice and snow more endurable.Finally, instead of trying hard to be happy, as if that were the sole purpose of life, I would , if I werea boy again, try still harder to make others happy..假如我又回到了童年

假如我又回到了童年，我做事要更有毅力，決不因?yàn)槭虑槠D難或者麻煩而撒手不干，我們要光明，就得征服黑暗。毅力在效果上有時(shí)能同天才相比。俗話說(shuō)：“能登上金字塔的生物，只有兩種——鷹和蝸牛。”

假如我又回到了童年，我就要養(yǎng)成專心致志的習(xí)慣；有事在手，就決不讓任何東西讓我分心。我要牢記：優(yōu)秀的滑冰手從不試圖同時(shí)滑向兩個(gè)不同的方向。如果及早養(yǎng)成這種專心致志的習(xí)慣，它將成為我們生命的一部分。我常聽(tīng)成年人說(shuō)：“雖然我希望能集中注意聽(tīng)牧師講道或讀書(shū)，但往往做不到?！倍蚓褪悄贻p時(shí)沒(méi)有養(yǎng)成這種習(xí)慣。

假如我現(xiàn)在能重新開(kāi)始我的生命，我就要更注意記憶力的培養(yǎng)。我要采取一切可能的辦法，并且在一切可能的場(chǎng)合，增強(qiáng)記憶力。要正確無(wú)誤地記住一些東西，在開(kāi)始階段的確要作出一番小小的努力；但要不了多久，記憶力本身就會(huì)起作用，使記憶成為輕而易舉的事，只需及早培養(yǎng)，記憶自會(huì)成為一種才能。

假如我又回到了童年，我就要培養(yǎng)勇氣。一位明智的作家曾說(shuō)過(guò)：“世上沒(méi)有東西比勇氣更溫文爾雅，也沒(méi)有東西比懦怯更殘酷無(wú)情。” 我們常常過(guò)多地自尋煩惱，杞人憂天?！芭碌満Ρ鹊満Ρ旧砀膳隆！狈彩露加形ｋU(xiǎn)，但鎮(zhèn)定沉著往往能克服最嚴(yán)重的危險(xiǎn)。對(duì)一切禍福做好準(zhǔn)備，那么就沒(méi)有什么災(zāi)難可以害怕的了。

假如我又回到了童年，我就要事事樂(lè)觀。生活猶如一面鏡子：你朝它笑，它也朝你笑；

如果你雙眉緊鎖，向它投以懷疑的目光，它也將還以你同樣的目光。內(nèi)心的歡樂(lè)不僅溫暖了歡樂(lè)者自己的心，也溫暖了所有與之接觸者的心?！罢l(shuí)拒愛(ài)于門(mén)外，也必將被愛(ài)拒諸門(mén)外?！?/p>

假如我又回到了童年，我就要養(yǎng)成經(jīng)常說(shuō)“不”字的習(xí)慣。一個(gè)少年要能挺得起腰，拒絕做不應(yīng)該做的事，就因?yàn)檫@事不值得做。我可以寫(xiě)上好幾頁(yè)談?wù)勗缒昱囵B(yǎng)這一點(diǎn)的重要性

假如我又回到了童年，我就要要求自己對(duì)伙伴和朋友更加禮貌，而且對(duì)陌生人也應(yīng)如此。在坎坷的生活道路上，最細(xì)小的禮貌猶如在漫長(zhǎng)的冬天為我們歌唱的小鳥(niǎo)，那歌聲使冰天雪地的寒冬變得較易忍受。

最后，假如我又回到了童年，我不會(huì)力圖為自己謀幸福，好像這就是人生唯一的目的；與之相反，我要更努力為他人謀幸福.No matter what happens, I’ll always be there for you!

In 1989 an 8.2 earthquake almost flattened America, killing over 30,000 people in less than four minutes.In the midst of utter devastation and chaos, a father left his wife safely at home and rushed to the school where his son was supposed to be, only to discover that the building was as flat as a pancake.After the unforgettably initial shock, he remembered the promise he had made to his son: “No matter what, I'll always be there for you!” And tears began to fill his eyes.As he looked at the pile of ruins that once was the school, it looked hopeless, but he kept remembering his commitment to his son.He began to direct his attention towards where he walked his son to class at school each morning.Remembering his son's classroom would be in the back right corner of the building;he rushed there and

started digging through the ruins.As he was digging, other helpless parents arrived, clutching their hearts, saying: “My son!” “My daughter!” Other well-meaning parents tried to pull him off what was left of the school, saying: “It's too late!They're all dead!You can't help!Go home!Come on, face reality, there's nothing you can do!” To each parent he responded with one line: “Are you going to help me now?” And then he continued to dig for his son, stone by stone.The fire chief showed up and tried to pull him off the school's ruins saying, “Fires are breaking out, explosions are happening everywhere.You're in danger.We'll take care of it.Go home.” To which this loving, caring American father asked, “Are you going to help me now?”

The police came and said, “You're angry, anxious and it's over.You're endangering others.Go home.We'll handle it!” To which he replied, “Are you going to help me now?” No one helped.Courageously he went on alone because he needed to know for himself: “Is my boy alive or is he dead?” He dug for eight hours...12 hours...24 hours...36 hours...then, in the 38th hour, he pulled back a large stone and heard his son's voice.He screamed his son's name, “ARMAND!” He heard back, “Dad!?!It's me, Dad!I told the other kids not to worry.I told them that if you were alive, you'd save me and when you saved me, they'd be saved.You promised, No matter what happens, I'll always be there for you!You did it, Dad!” “What's going on in there? How is it?” the father asked.“There are 14 of us left out of 33, Dad.We're scared, hungry, thirsty and thankful you're here.When the building collapsed, it made a triangle, and it saved us.” “Come out, boy!”

“No, Dad!Let the other kids out first, cause I know you'll get me!No matter what happens, I know you'll always be there for me!”

第五篇：英語(yǔ)美文段落背誦

Youth 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.Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being’s heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing childlike appetite of what’s 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.------

Risks To laugh is to risk appearing the fool.To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.To reach out for another is to risk involvement.To expose feelings is to risk exposing your true self.To place your ideas and your dreams before a crowd is to risk their loss.To love is to risk not being loved in return.To live is to risk dying.To hope is to risk despair.To try is to risk failure.But risks must be taken, because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.The person, who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing and is nothing.This person may avoid suffering and sorrow, but cannot learn, feel, change, grow, love, live.Chained by attitudes he is a slave;and forfeited freedom.Only a person who risks is free.------

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die;a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;A time to kill, and a time to heal;a time to break down, and a time to build up;A time to weep, and a time to laugh;a time to mourn, and a time to dance;A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;A time to get, and a time to lose;a time to keep, and a time to cast away;A time to rend, and a time to sew;a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;A time to love, and a time to hate;a time of war, and a time of peace.－

Ecclesiastes 3:3

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Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth.Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after

righteousness: for they shall be filled.Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy.Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God.Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the

children of God.Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness' sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.Blessed are ye, when men shall revile you, and persecute you, and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake.--Matthew 5:3-11------

Our Father which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name.Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven.Give us this day our daily bread.And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors.And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil:

For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, forever.Amen.--Matthew 6:9-13------

First they came for the communists, and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a communist.Then they came for the socialists, and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a socialist.Then they came for the trade unionists, and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a trade unionist.Then they came for me, and there was no one left to speak for me.--Martin Niem?ller------

An Anonymous Poem After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul, And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security，And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises，And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child, And learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans.After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.And you learn that really can endure…that your really are strong, And you really do have worth.------

Happiness Consists in Love

Who can say in what remoteness of time, in what difference of earthly shape, love first comes to us as a stranger in the jungle? We, in our human family, know him through dependence in childhood, through possession in youth, through sorrow and loss in their season.In childhood we are happy to receive;it is the first opening of love.In youth we take and give, dedicate and possess—rapture and anguish are mingled, until parenthood brings a dedication that, to happy, must ask for no return.All these are new horizons of content, which the lust of holding, the enemy of love, slowly contaminates.Loss, sorrow and separation come, sickness and death;possession, that tormented us, is nothing in our hands;it vanishes.Love’s elusive enchantment, his ubiquitous presence, again became apparent;and in age we may reach a haven that asking for nothing knows how to enjoy.------

Mystery We are all still romantics at heart.The romantics give us back our moon, for instance, which science has taken away from us and made into just another airport.Secretly we all want the moon to be what it was before—a mysterious, hypnotic light in the sky.We want love to be mysterious too, as it used to be, and not a set of psycho-therapeutic rules for interpersonal relationships.We crave mystery even as we forge ahead toward the solution of one cosmic mystery after another.