It is the duty of every citizen to make the country rich and powerful. In order to accomplish this object one must be patriotic. I consider this an unchangeable truth.
How can a student love his country? I find my answer very simple and clear. He must study hard and store up knowledge so as to serve his country in the future. If every student can do according to what I said, the country will certainly be rich and powerful.
要使国家富强是每个公民的责任。为了达到此目的，必须爱国。我认为这是一条不易的定理。
一个学生如何才能爱国呢？我发觉答复很简单明了。他必须用功读书并积储知识以便将来服务国家。如果每个学生能按照我所说的去做，国家一定会富强。
It goes without saying that work without rest will do harm to health. In other words, we had better take sufficient recreation to relax after work.
There is no doubt that there are a number of amusements, such as playing ball games, collecting stamps, fishing, gardening, skating and so on.
As for me, I take great delight in gardening. Whenever I am at leisure, I am accustomed to growing flowers. I regard them as my mostagreeable companion.
不需说，工作而不休息会对健康有害的。换句话说，我们最好工作后，从事分的消遣来轻松一下。 无疑的，消遣的种类很多，诸如打球，集邮，钓鱼，园艺，溜冰等等。
就我而言，我大大喜欢园艺。每当我有闲暇的时候，我*惯于种花。我把它们看作是我最称心如意的伴侣。
Education is the very thing that we want to receive. Our parents send us to school so as to enable us to get (obtain) knowledge and achieve great things in the future. The following are the duties of a student (which) we should keep in mind. In the first place, we should be filial to our parents and respectful to our teachers. In the second place, we have to (must) study as hard as we can. Last of all, we must not tell lies. To sum up, the above-mentioned rules are the very duties of a student.
教育就是我们要接受的东西。我们父母送我们上学以便能使人们获得知识与将来成大事。下面是我们应该记住的学生的责任。 我们应对父母要孝顺，对老师要尊敬。我们要尽可能的用功读书。最后，我们切不可说谎。 总而言之，上面所说的规则就是我们应尽的责任
I would rather suffer hardships than fail. In other words, to achieve success is my only desire. We all know that there are many factors of success. Now let me write down the most important ones in the following.
Diligence — Foolish as a person is, he can succeed in his work if he works hard. That does not admit of any doubt. Perseverance — When you fail, don't lose heart. Keep on working until you accomplish your aim. Honesty—If you tell lies or does not keep your word/promise, no one will rely on you. I would rather be scolded than cheat (others).
我宁愿受苦难不愿失败。换句话说，获致成功是我唯一的愿望。我们大家知道成功要素很多。现在让我们把它们最重要的写在下面。
勤勉――一个人虽然不大聪明，但是他地能做成他的工作，如果他苦干的话。那是不容置疑的。
毅力――当你失败的时候，不要灰心。要继续工作，直到你达到目的为止。
诚实――如果你说谎或不守信，没有人会信赖你。我宁愿挨骂不愿欺骗人。
When someone disagrees with you or offends you, don’t lose your temper. Why? Because it is of no use to do so. You ought to be patient and keep calm lest you should quarrel with him. You must know that patience is not cowardice, but a virtue. I hope that everybody practices it.
In addition, patience will also bring us success. When you meet with difficulties in your work, it is no use losing heart. You must keepon fighting until the final victory belongs to you.
当有人和你意见不同或开罪你的时候，你切不可发脾气。为什么？因为这样做是无用的。你应当忍耐并且保持冷静，唯恐和他争吵。你必须知道忍耐不是弱而是一种美德。我希望人人都实行它。
另外，忍耐也会带给我们成功。当你在工作中遭遇到困难的时候，灰心是无用的。你必须继续作战直到最后胜利属于你为止。
——短篇英语美文摘抄合集10篇
I look out of the window stupidly,the heart that has long been grind through the score,should have been numb long ago.But,still very painful,very heavy.Achievements,day and night,I fight for it,work hard,in the end is still better than others.My heart is cold and cold,like the weather in front of the eyes,chaotic and noisy.
I have an ideal,that is a colorful dream,in my dream I once became a scientist,an artist,a writer...In this dream,I think too much and have gone through too much.It is only for one purpose to be a person who serves the people and is useful to the country.And today,I will open the treasure of the dream with a mantra,and take you in the country of my dream...
Learning English is like building a house.Laying a strongfoundation is the first and most important step.In otherwords,you should read and speak English every day.Memorizing newwords and phrases is also helpful.Like building a house,learningEnglish takes some time.So don’t be impatient。Remember,“Rome wasn’t built in a day”.
When I was growing up I do not recall hearing the words “I love you” from my father.When your father never says them to you when you are a child,it gets tougher and tougher for him to say those words as he gets older.To tell the truth,I could not honestly remember when I had last said those words to him either.I decided to set my ego aside and make the first move.After some hesitation,in our next phone conversation I blurted out the words,“Dad… I love you!”
There was a silence at the other end and he awkwardly replied,“Well,same back at ya!”
I chuckled and said,“Dad,I know you love me,and when you are ready,I know you will say what you want to say.”
Fifteen minutes later my mother called and nervously asked,“Paul,is everything okay?”
A few weeks later,Dad concluded our phone conversation with the words,“Paul,I love you.” I was at work during this conversation and the tears were rolling down my cheeks as I finally “heard” the love.As we both sat there in tears we realized that this special moment had taken our father/son relationship to a new level.
A short while after this special moment,my father narrowly escaped death following heart surgery.Many times since,I have pondered the thought,if I did not take the first step and Dad did not survive the surgery,I would have never “heard” the love.
I wanted to stop,and one day I did,just like that.Told myself I would focus on building and improving myself.I began to take pride in hygiene,exercising,and building hobbies (mainly playing the piano) It's been almost exactly a month since that day and I'd just like to share where I've gotten since then.
Many people put off until tomorrow what they can do today.Theyalways look for excuses to postpone（拖延）doing something .In the end,it never gets done.If we leave things undone,we willeventually worry.This will then cause unnecessary stress（压力）.Therefore,if you have this bad habit,it’s best to get rid of itand do things as soon as possible.
Look into your own life.If you scrub away the make-up of illusion and impurities of jealousy ― can you see the clarity of grace? Can you understand how treasuring what's right in front of you is worth your time?
仔细看看自己的生活吧。如果把幻想和嫉妒扫出脑海，你清楚地看到生活的恩赐了吗?你明白你眼前的一切是多么珍贵、多么值得你花时间品味了吗?
It was a beautiful letter， but there was no way， except for the name Michael， to identify the owner.Maybe if I called information， the operator could find a phone listing for the address on the envelope.The operator suggested I speak with her supervisor， who hesitated for a moment， then said， "Well， there is a phone listing at that address， but I can't give you the number." She said as a courtesy， she would call that number， explain my story and ask whoever answered if the person wanted her to connect me.
这是一封精美的信，但是除了迈克尔的名字以外，没有其他办法确定皮夹的主人。或许询问信息台，话务员可以通过信封上的住址查到电话。话务员建议我和她的负责人说，那位负责人犹豫了一会儿，然后说：嗯，“有那个住址的电话号码，但我不能给你。”她说出于礼貌，她可以打那个电话，说明我的情况后，看接电话的人是否愿意让她再与我联系。
God puts dreams in our hearts.So,we must dream.We lose our sorrows and heartaches in dreams.And we live our fantasies in dreams.Some dreams are aborted while some come true.
上帝在我们的心中播种梦想。所以我们必须有梦。我们在梦想中丢弃悲伤与心痛，活在梦想的奇异世界里。一些梦想可能会夭折然而一些则会实现。
Years can erase everything,but it will never wear away my deep love for you.For a year,you have taught me how to use words to record parents.And now,I exclaimed,for so long,I never wrote down your back in a little world with the words of shame,and write down everything and everything about you.
——英语美文短篇(精选五篇)
i am a slow walker，but i never walk backward.when i thought I could not go on,i forced myself to keep going.though the future is scary,you can't just run to the past because it is familiar.always remember,a man is not old as long as he's seeking something.a man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams.
我走得很慢，但我从不会后退。当我以为我无法继续走下去时，我强迫自己要继续前进。虽然未来会让人心生恐惧，但是你不能因为*惯了过去就逃回过去。一直记着：只要一个人还有追求，他就没有老。直到后悔取代了梦想，一个人才算老。
Who you are speaks so loudly I can't hear what you're saying.
--Ralph Waldo Emerson
It was a sunny Saturday afternoon in Oklahoma City. My friend and proud father Bobby Lew was taking h two little boys to play miniature golf. He walked up to the fellow at the ticket counter and said, "How much it to get in?"
The young man replied, "$3.00 for you and $3.00 for any kid who older than six. We let them in free if they are six or younger. How old are they?"
Bobby replied, "The lawyer's three and the doctor seven, so I guess I owe you $6.00."
The man at the ticket counter said, "Hey, Mter, did you just win the lottery or something? You could have saved yourself three bucks. You could have told me that the older one was six; I wouldn't have known the difference." Bobby replied, "Yes, that may be true, but the kids would have known the difference".
As Ralph Waldo Emerson said, "Who you are speaks so loudly I can't hear what you're saying." In challenging times when ethics are more important than ever before, make sure you set a good example for everyone you work and live with.
For me the autumn or fall starts in September when school starts its new term。 I usually do some shopping。 The mild weather made it very nice to study outside under the trees in a small park close to my house。 I like to look up the leaves changing colors from green to red and yellow， and then brown colors。 The park also has many bright fall flowers； sometimes I see a small squirrel coming down from the tree to hunt for food on the ground。 On the weekends， I sometimes like to fly my kite。 Usually on the street corners you can see street peddlers selling warm baked sweet potatoes。 This is a nice time of the year。
我觉得秋天是在9月份新学期开始的时候来临。我常常要去买一些东西。宜人的天气让我感觉在离家不远的.小公园的树下学*是件非常惬意的事。我喜欢抬起头看蓍枝头上的树叶由绿变红，变黄，然后再变褐。公园里还有许多鲜艳的秋花。有时我会见到小松鼠从树上跳到地上觅食。在周末，我有时会去放风筝。在街头的拐角处，常常会有街头小贩在卖烤红薯。秋天是一年中的好时节。
Youth《青春》
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
青春不是年华，而是心境；青春不是桃面、丹唇、柔膝，而是深沉意志，恢宏想
象，炙热恋情；青春是生命深泉在涌流。
青春气贯长虹，勇锐盖过怯弱，进取压倒苟安。如此锐气，二十后生而有之，六旬男子则更多见。年岁有加，并非垂老，理想丢弃，，学*英语的网站，方堕暮年。
岁月悠悠，衰微只及肌肤；热忱抛却，颓废必致灵魂。忧烦，惶恐，丧失自信，定使心灵扭曲，意气如灰。
无论年届花甲，拟或二八芳龄，心中皆有生命之欢乐，奇迹之诱惑，孩童般天真久盛不衰。人人心中皆有一台天线，只要你从天上人间接受美好、希望、欢乐、勇气和力量信号，你就青春永驻，，风华常存。
一旦天线下降，锐气便被冰雪覆盖，玩世不恭、自暴自弃油然而生，即使年方二十，实已垂垂老矣；然则只要树起天线，捕捉乐观信号，你就有望在八十高龄告别尘寰时仍觉年轻。
a group of colleagues got together to visit their old university professor。conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life 。offering his guests coffee ，the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and many styles ―porcelain，plastic，glass ，some expensive， some exquisite ，telling them to help themselves to the coffee。when all the students had a cup of coffee in hand ，the professor said：if you noticed ，all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up，leaving behind the plain and cheap ones。 while it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves ，that is the source of your problems and stress。
indeed， what all of us really want is coffee， not the cup 。we consciously go for the best cups，and then we begin eying other's cups。so is our life。 life is the coffee，the jobs ，money and position in society are the cups。 they are just tools to hold our life and the cups can't change the quality of the life we live。
sometimes，by concentrating only on the cup ，we fail to enjoy the coffee god has provided us 。god just brews the coffee ，not the cups。 so enjoy our coffee！
the happiest people don't have the best of everything，and they just make the best of everything。so love generously ！care dee***！ live sim***！ leave the rest to the god ！
——英语短篇美文摘抄合集五篇
A cold autumn rain. After a few autumn rains, the smell of autumn is very strong.
Always like autumn, always feel that no season can be so close to the mood, tacit and appropriate.
Choose a country of autumn, follow a long path of winding path, step by step, a beauty.
The fragrance of the golden cinnamon comes through the sun. Perhaps, after a short time, the frost leaves will be red to the shame of the face, with a clear hierarchy in the wind. Under the tree, sometimes a faint purple flower is peeping in the face... Too much reading can not finish the color filling the eyes, such autumn is happy.
However, behind the gorgeous back can catch "the frost wind chill, the guguan river cold, the remnants of the building" the gloom and cold, although silent.
It should be the end of an ancient city wall, the ruins of the ruins, the grass grow. There should also be a low and strong xun sound like shadow accompanied, if there is no. But always feel the double sadness of autumn and dusk too much vicissitudes, I can not bear.
I still like the diffuse light in the humid air. The autumn sound of trees, the mountain and the cold, let the life of a little sigh: have a kind of autumn sound can and who mutual annotation, have a kind of mountain color can also with who toss and turn to confirm?
More often, I like to wander in the shade of a small town on a sunny evening. Let the wind calmly comb through the strands of silk, the sweet and sad clearly distinguish, and mixed with a dignified figure, under the depiction of the sunset and autumn general euphemism. A leaf of fallen leaves, swirling in the final act, drifted away to peace. Under the distant sky, is there a butterfly dance? Is there anyone who has a similar feeling at the same time?
This is the best time to miss your old friend's dream.
A bird, with a beautiful arc through the empty dusk, disappeared into the field of sight, half of the familiar strange poetry, entangled in the upper lip. In fact, I do not know what poetry, just independence from the evening, to find a nihility of the mind, to comfort the branch.
翻译
一场秋雨一场寒。几阵秋雨过后，秋的气息便很浓了。
一直很喜欢秋天，总觉得再也没有哪个季节能和情绪如此亲*，默契而又妥帖。
选一处秋日的郊野，顺着一条弯弯长长的小径拾级而上，一步一种美丽。
金桂的幽香穿过阳光，迎面而来。或许，过不了多久，满树的霜叶就会红了欲语还羞的脸，层次分明的在风中招摇。树下，间或有淡淡的紫色小花在掩面窃笑……太多读也读不完的色彩充盈着双目，这样的秋是欢欣的。
然而，在绚丽的背后却能捕捉到“渐霜风凄紧，关河冷落，残照当楼”的黯然与清冷，尽管无声无息。
那应该是一处古城墙的尽头，残垣断壁，蔓草丛生。还应该有低沉苍劲的埙声如影相伴，若有若无。可总觉得秋色与暮色的双重悲凉太过沧桑，我不大能承受。
我还是喜欢潮湿的空气里弥散的淡淡愁怨。树树秋声，山山寒色，让人生出一点点的感慨来：有没有一种秋声可以和谁相互注释，有没有一种山色又可以和谁辗转印证呢？
更多的时候，我喜欢在一个有阳光的傍晚，漫步于小城的林荫下。让风恬静地梳理扬起的丝丝缕缕，把甜蜜和哀伤清晰地分辨，又混合着挽起凝重的身影，在夕阳的描绘下和秋思一般委婉。一片落叶，打着旋儿作着最后的演出，飘向远方而终究归于*静。远方的天空下，是否也有落叶跳着蝴蝶的舞蹈？是否也会有谁于同一时分萦绕着相似的感怀呢？
这样的时候，最适合做着怀念故友的清梦了。
一只鸟儿，以一道优美的弧线穿过空空的暮色，没入视野，有半阕熟悉的陌生的诗词，纠缠上唇间。其实，我何尝懂什么诗词啊，只是独立于黄昏，给千丝万缕的意念找一个虚无的、聊以慰籍的枝柯罢了。
What is happiness? Everyone has his own voice. Happiness can ripple on the face, happiness can be written in the heart! Sometimes happiness can really burn people. Because it is a kind of strength, it is the essence of a kind of training! A kind of walking through the bloody breeze! A kind of dialysis life is short of capital! So happiness is lovely, is hurried, is enjoyed, is expected! Happiness flows like water, pure and precious! Happiness is like a poem, happy with a little sadness! Happiness is not only the accumulation of wealth, but also the direction of the relationship! If we could one day run through the mountains like a stream, and slide across the plains, and end up in the river! What a pure happiness that should be! The most beautiful memory must hide the most elegant happiness, because it is the most primitive expression of life!
Perhaps the simplest happiness is to do what you love, love your favorite person! In a couple's heart, the meteor shower is romantic, but in the eyes of the observer it is a kind of real happiness! People sometimes feel happy when they are moved, and when the same true happiness comes, it can also become a kind of moving! When there is silence in the depths of your soul, try to live and find something called happiness. It will turn your tears into pearls and light up your lost path! I like to meditate, because that quiet smell can lead me back to childhood, the simplicity of childhood can be called happiness. Because there I have the freedom to be like a butterfly, without thinking about the glitz of the world. All I have to do is to hold hands with the girl I love, and count the ignorant shaohua! People who travel far away are golden yellow in autumn and fill the corners. But I also put missing on the branch. And to get lost to me, like a wave, covered with scars. But the words express my state of mind in luxuriant and optimistic words: the long life of happiness, a little bit of pain. The world house is big, but there are fewer people! Happiness is much, but happiness is silent...
翻译
何谓幸福？每个人都有自己的声音。幸福可以荡漾在脸上，幸福可以写在心里！幸福有时真的是可以灼人的。因为它是一种力量，是一种励炼的精华！一种走过血雨腥风的从容！一种透析人生苦短的资态！因此幸福是可爱的，又是匆忙的，是享受的，更是期待的！
幸福像水一样流淌，清纯带点可贵！幸福像诗一样表达，快乐带点悲伤！幸福不只是财富的积累，也是感情的方向！倘若我们有一天可以像小溪一样流过高山，滑过*原，最后聚首在河流！那该是多么实在单纯的一种幸福感啊！最美的记忆背后一定藏着最典雅的幸福，因为那是生命最原始的表白！
或许最简单的幸福是做自己喜欢的事，爱自己最爱的.人！在情侣心中流星雨带表浪漫，而在天文观测者眼中它就是一种实在的幸福！人们有时因感动而感到幸福，同样真诚的幸福降临时，它亦可化为一种感动！当你的灵魂深处住着沉寂时，那么请你努力生活，寻找一种叫作幸福的东西。它会把你的泪珠化作珍珠发出光芒，照亮你要走的迷途！
我喜欢沉思，因为那种安静的味道可指引我回到童年，童年的简单可以称为幸福。因为在那里我拥有像蝴蝶一样的自由，无需考虑尘世的浮华。要做的就是和我爱的女孩一起拉着手，细数那懵懂的韶华！远行的人像秋天的落叶金黄，填满角落。却也把思念挂上了枝头。而向迷失不断靠*的我，像个浪子，满身伤痕。却用华丽乐观的词语表达着我的心境：幸福漫漫人生路，年华点点苦中行。这个世界房子大了，人却少了！快乐多了，幸福感却沉默了……
A cold autumn rain. After a few autumn rains, the smell of autumn is very strong. Always like autumn, always feel that no season can be so close to the mood, tacit and appropriate. Choose a country of autumn, follow a long path of winding path, step by step, a beauty. The fragrance of the golden cinnamon comes through the sun. Perhaps, after a short time, the frost leaves will be red to the shame of the face, with a clear hierarchy in the wind. Under the tree, sometimes a faint purple flower is peeping in the face... Too much reading can not finish the color filling the eyes, such autumn is happy. However, behind the gorgeous back can catch "the frost wind chill, the guguan river cold, the remnants of the building" the gloom and cold, although silent. It should be the end of an ancient city wall, the ruins of the ruins, the grass grow. There should also be a low and strong xun sound like shadow accompanied, if there is no. But always feel the double sadness of autumn and dusk too much vicissitudes, I can not bear. I still like the diffuse light in the humid air. The autumn sound of trees, the mountain and the cold, let the life of a little sigh: have a kind of autumn sound can and who mutual annotation, have a kind of mountain color can also with who toss and turn to confirm? More often, I like to wander in the shade of a small town on a sunny evening. Let the wind calmly comb through the strands of silk, the sweet and sad clearly distinguish, and mixed with a dignified figure, under the depiction of the sunset and autumn general euphemism. A leaf of fallen leaves, swirling in the final act, drifted away to peace. Under the distant sky, is there a butterfly dance? Is there anyone who has a similar feeling at the same time? This is the best time to miss your old friend's dream. A bird, with a beautiful arc through the empty dusk,disappeared into the field of sight, half of the familiar strange poetry, entangled in the upper lip. In fact, I do not know what poetry, just independence from the evening, to find a nihility of the mind, to comfort the branch.
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一场秋雨一场寒。几阵秋雨过后，秋的气息便很浓了。
一直很喜欢秋天，总觉得再也没有哪个季节能和情绪如此亲*，默契而又妥帖。
选一处秋日的郊野，顺着一条弯弯长长的小径拾级而上，一步一种美丽。
金桂的幽香穿过阳光，迎面而来。或许，过不了多久，满树的霜叶就会红了欲语还羞的脸，层次分明的在风中招摇。树下，间或有淡淡的紫色小花在掩面窃笑……太多读也读不完的色彩充盈着双目，这样的秋是欢欣的。
然而，在绚丽的背后却能捕捉到“渐霜风凄紧，关河冷落，残照当楼”的.黯然与清冷，尽管无声无息。
那应该是一处古城墙的尽头，残垣断壁，蔓草丛生。还应该有低沉苍劲的埙声如影相伴，若有若无。可总觉得秋色与暮色的双重悲凉太过沧桑，我不大能承受。
我还是喜欢潮湿的空气里弥散的淡淡愁怨。树树秋声，山山寒色，让人生出一点点的感慨来：有没有一种秋声可以和谁相互注释，有没有一种山色又可以和谁辗转印证呢？
更多的时候，我喜欢在一个有阳光的傍晚，漫步于小城的林荫下。让风恬静地梳理扬起的丝丝缕缕，把甜蜜和哀伤清晰地分辨，又混合着挽起凝重的身影，在夕阳的描绘下和秋思一般委婉。一片落叶，打着旋儿作着最后的演出，飘向远方而终究归于*静。远方的天空下，是否也有落叶跳着蝴蝶的舞蹈？是否也会有谁于同一时分萦绕着相似的感怀呢？
这样的时候，最适合做着怀念故友的清梦了。
一只鸟儿，以一道优美的弧线穿过空空的暮色，没入视野，有半阕熟悉的陌生的诗词，纠缠上唇间。其实，我何尝懂什么诗词啊，只是独立于黄昏，给千丝万缕的意念找一个虚无的、聊以慰籍的枝柯罢了。
The significant inscription found on an old key---“If I rest, I rust”---would be an excellent motto for those who are afflicted with the slightest bit of idleness. Even the most industrious person might adopt it with advantage to serve as a reminder that, if one allows his faculties to rest, like the iron in the unused key, they will soon show signs of rust and, ultimately, cannot do the work required of them.
Those who would attain the heights reached and kept by great men must keep their faculties polished by constant use, so that they may unlock the doors of knowledge, the gate that guard the entrances to the professions, to science, art, literature, agriculture---every department of human endeavor.
Industry keeps bright the key that opens the treasury of achievement. If Hugh Miller, after toiling all day in a quarry, had devoted his evenings to rest and recreation, he would never have become a famous geologist. The celebrated mathematician, Edmund Stone, would never have published a mathematical dictionary, never have found the key to science of mathematics, if he had given his spare moments to idleness, had the little Scotch lad, Ferguson, allowed the busy brain to go to sleep while he tended sheep on the hillside instead of calculating the position of the stars by a string of beads, he would never have become a famous astronomer.
Labor vanquishes all---not inconstant, spasmodic, or ill-directed labor; but faithful, unremitting, daily effort toward a well-directed purpose. Just as truly as eternal vigilance is the price of liberty, so is eternal industry the price of noble and enduring success.
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在一把旧钥匙上发现了一则意义深远的铭文——如果我休息，我就会生锈。对于那些懒散而烦恼的人来说，这将是至理名言。甚至最为勤勉的人也以此作为警示：如果一个人有才能而不用，就像废弃钥匙上的铁一样，这些才能就会很快生锈，并最终无法完成安排给自己的工作。
有些人想取得伟人所获得并保持的成就，他们就必须不断运用自身才能，以便开启知识的大门，即那些通往人类努力探求的各个领域的大门，这些领域包括各种职业：科学，艺术，文学，农业等。
勤奋使开启成功宝库的钥匙保持光亮。如果休米勒在采石场劳作一天后，晚上的.时光用来休息消遣的话，他就不会成为名垂青史的地质学家。著名数学家爱德蒙斯通如果闲暇时无所事事，就不会出版数学词典，也不会发现开启数学之门的钥匙。如果苏格兰青年弗格森在山坡上放羊时，让他那思维活跃的大脑处于休息状态，而不是借助一串珠子计算星星的位置，他就不会成为著名的天文学家。
劳动征服一切。这里所指的劳动不是断断续续的，间歇性的或方向偏差的劳动，而是坚定的，不懈的，方向正确的每日劳动。正如要想拥有自由就要时刻保持警惕一样，要想取得伟大的，持久的成功，就必须坚持不懈地努力。
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 upon us 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 mutual love they have for a book just as two persons sometimes discover a friend by the admiration which both entertain for a third. There is an old proverb, ‘Love me, love my dog.” But there is more wisdom in this:” Love me, love my book.” The book is a truer and higher bond of union. Men can think, feel, and sympathize 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 treasuries 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 author’s minds, ages ago. What was then said and thought still speaks to us as vividly as ever from the printed page. The only effect of time have been to sift out the bad products; for nothing in literature can long survive e but what is really good.
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 the 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.
The great and good do not die, even in this world. Embalmed in books, their spirits walk abroad. The book is a living voice. It is an intellect to which on still listens.
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通常看一个读些什么书就可知道他的为人，就像看他同什么人交往就可知道他的为人一样，因为有人以人为伴，也有人以书为伴。无论是书友还是朋友，大家都应该以最好的为伴。
好书就像是你最好的朋友。它始终不渝，过去如此，现在如此，将来也永远不变。它是最有耐心，最令人愉悦的伴侣。在大家穷愁潦倒，临危遭难时，它也不会抛弃大家，对大家总是一如既往地亲切。在大家年轻时，好书陶冶大家的性情，增长大家的知识；到大家年老时，它又给大家以慰藉和勉励。
人们常常因为喜欢同一本书而结为知已，就像有时两个人因为敬慕同一个人而成为朋友一样。有句古谚说道：“爱屋及屋。”其实“爱我及书”这句话蕴涵更多的哲理。书是更为真诚而高尚的情谊纽带。人们可以通过共同喜爱的作家沟通思想，交流感情，彼此息息相通，并与自己喜欢的作家思想相通，情感相融。
好书常如最精美的宝器，珍藏着人生的思想的精华，因为人生的境界主要就在于其思想的境界。因此，最好的书是金玉良言和崇高思想的宝库，这些良言和思想若铭记于心并多加珍视，就会成为大家忠实的伴侣和永恒的慰藉。
书籍具有不朽的本质，是为人类努力创造的最为持久的成果。寺庙会倒坍，神像会朽烂，而书却经久长存。对于伟大的思想来说，时间是无关紧要的。多年前初次闪现于作者脑海的伟大思想今日依然清新如故。时间惟一的作用是淘汰不好的作品，因为只有真正的佳作才能经世长存。
书籍介绍大家与最优秀的人为伍，使大家置身于历代伟人巨匠之间，如闻其声，如观其行，如见其人，同他们情感交融，悲喜与共，感同身受。大家觉得自己仿佛在作者所描绘的舞台上和他们一起粉墨登场。
即使在人世间，伟大杰出的人物也永生不来。他们的精神被载入书册，传于四海。书是人生至今仍在聆听的智慧之声，永远充满着活力。
——短篇美文摘抄9篇
经过生活的洗礼，时间的沉淀，我们逐步踏入社会，感受着这个世界的人情冷暖，我们从少不更事的孩子成长成现在满怀心事的社会人。
曾经孩童时代豪无忧愁可言，每天都乐呵乐呵的，满心满脑子挂念的都是玩具啊，零食啊，玩啊之类的。青年时代有了自己的小心事，可能是暗恋隔壁班的谁谁谁，亦或者月考、期中考、期末考等等。踏入社会以后，才发现人会越变越复杂，都挂上了一张虚伪的面具，那一抹纯粹变得混浊不堪，如同一湾清澈的河水被附*的化工厂污染了一样，那么容易又那么理所当然。
之前跟朋友一起活的随性洒脱，满心的信赖与依赖大概就发生在那个时候。现如今我都快忘记上一次和朋友痛快的喝酒、撸串是什么时候，貌似工作后大多数一起喝酒的都是各取所需的人，纯粹的友谊悄然消失了。我记得我有过美好的爱情，青涩的亲吻，学校食堂相约吃饭，漫步校园的羞涩，彼此对视都情不自禁的脸红……那时候的爱情就是这么纯粹简单，后来，再也没有那么纯粹的爱情，需要考虑的因素变多了，比如最最基本的：茶米油盐姜醋茶，他们说这叫“现实”。“现实生活”中所谓的心灵悸动只能在合适与不合适的前提下发生，也就是说首要条件是合适与否。
人的感情就如同食品一样，随着时间慢慢腐烂变质，渐渐面目全非，踏碎了你最纯粹的那个年代。
一个人会因生命的坎坷而不快、不安，甚至不甘。但从未言弃，就好像划破天际的流星，为满载星辉的日子勇往直前，让孤独常伴。于是我喜欢上了独坐窗前看日出日落，把孤独拥在怀中，在*似冰封的夜空中舔舐着葬花时的别样风情，再不去管天空云卷云舒。
犹然记得，夕阳与孤鹜齐飞的场景，只待夕阳无限好，而秋水却难长天一色。
夜幕降临，夜色驰骋在朗朗夜空，月儿爬天际，繁星照无眠。此刻，冰封的繁华似乎也找到一丝慰藉。
回首似水流年，内心莫名的宁静，也许是你我的心慢慢变老渐渐远离年轻。曾经，你我会为某件事情伤心欲绝，也会为某件事情欢心跳跃，你我会爱某个人爱到死去活来，你我也会恨某个人恨到不能自己，你我可以爱，你我可以恨，但你我不可以漫不经心。
然而，年华像风里的白桦叶一般被风弄得沙沙作响，可你我现在的心*静得就像溪水般缓缓流淌，原来谁都可以不用顾忌着谁，原来谁都可以忘记离合悲欢，谁都可以简单地生活。
你我*惯了用一张哭泣的脸去面对一天的开始，却忘记了还可以用笑脸迎接每一天的光临。就像向日葵一样，每天最期待的就是太阳出来的时刻，因为终于可以追逐阳光，摆脱黑暗，终于可以享受温暖，驱赶寒冷。
当你我能够期待明天，笑着面对一天的开始时，就已经战胜了那个想要逃避生活的自己了。
新的一天开始了，你我就要用最灿烂的笑容来面对；一天结束的时候，你我就要沉下心来反省总结这一天自己的表现，给自己订下目标和计划，然后闭上眼睛期待明天的到来。
冬天就像一支美妙的交响乐，它来到咱们的身旁，？着咱们去把它吹响，咱们在歌声中度过那寒冷的冬天。
“呼……呼……”一阵一阵的冷风迎面扑来，真是叫人毛骨悚然呀！冬爷爷又来了，瞧！那风爷爷毫不留情饿将树姐姐那一点点的黄叶也个摘走了，太阳公公不再像以前那般亲切了，只能无可奈何地在远处望着咱们。树姐姐被冬爷爷披上了一件雪白的衣裳。水晶般蓝的天空阿姨把那洁白无暇的白云变成了一片一片的雪话惹得孩子们又奔有跳。天空阿姨仿佛也在天空中欣慰地笑着呢！风爷爷。天空阿姨。树姐姐。太阳公公。大地母亲正在倾听着一支欢快的乐曲，那便是——冬天的歌。
来到了公园，令我惊异万分，居然有人在这寒冷的冬天里做早操，这……他们不放下冬天寒冷的冬天，而是去适应。喔！难得的精神呀！瞧！她们一步步精神抖擞，完全在这寒冷的环境中陶醉了。再看看那边，有几个孩子伸出他们那红红的小手，正发奋着推着他们梦幻中的城堡呢！瞧！他们那认真的模样真可爱！令我也情不自禁为他们竖起大拇指，我似乎感到有一股温暖的源泉；流入我的心田，冬天温暖的气息要去挖掘，那一股令人陶醉的气息。
快来啊！快来啊！北风爷爷。天空阿姨。树姐姐。太阳公公因此天真活泼的孩子们让咱们手拉着手，一齐唱着冬天的歌，送冬爷爷的离开。咱们坚信，明年她会给咱们带来无穷无尽的惊喜，让咱们歌唱，等待着冬爷爷的再次来到。
铃声又响起来了……
思绪被换回，眼前老师身影在晃动着，多想懒懒的做个“白日梦”，却只有无奈地抛开窗外明媚的阳光，黑板上，老师依旧不厌其烦地画着所谓的“抛物线’，你看，那黑板上被老师写的密密麻麻的字，没错，那就是二次函数啊！唉！
下课铃响了……
我松懈的伸了个舒适的懒腰，打了一个久违的哈欠，望着身后的同学们埋头苦干的专注，我浅浅的笑了笑：大家都长大了，已不再像原来那般吵吵闹闹，也许以后老师再也不会笑话我们是一群长不大的孩子了吧！
二月的风变得柔和起来，就像温柔腼腆的少女，羞涩得撩起路人的发丝，将柔情溢得满满的……阳光暖暖的，像是一杯香浓的奶茶，透着耀眼纯净的光亮，那般青春洋溢，不正如同现在的我们吗？
回忆着校园的铃声，突然发觉自己早已*惯了紧张忙撸的校园生活。新的学期里，我希望大家都能像太阳那样由二月里的活力成长为六月的辉煌！
铃声再一次在我的耳畔响起，我的心情早已不再惆怅，那般的愉悦，透着阳光般的烂漫……回忆起来，我们不就是在铃声中成长吗？
五岁，上幼儿园，那时下课铃声是我们的快乐号角，铃声一响，每个小朋友都冲出教室，尽情得投入于“玩具国王”里。
七八岁时，上了小学了，放学铃声是我期待“胜利红旗”，飞奔回家就可以尽情随着动漫而乐翻天。
依稀记得十二三岁的我们在铃声中辞别了相处六年的恩师与好朋友，那天的铃声格外悠长……
每当雪花飘起的时候，总有一股抹不去的情节，会想起儿时雪天的记忆，虽然模糊但也清晰。那时每年的冬季很冷，但依然喜欢飘雪的日子，看着满天迷蒙飘舞的雪花总有想不完的心事，想着那雪花晶莹剔透的造型是怎么来的，为什么可以来却不能回。
儿时喜欢用双手捧接着雪花，看着在手心里慢慢的融化，水滴从指缝里滴出来，把手放在嘴巴上哈着气取暖。雪厚了喜欢朋友在一起打雪仗，看谁打得准，弄得满身湿漉漉的。喜欢堆雪人，虽然没什么造型，滚个脑袋放在上面，画个眼睛，拍打一个大鼻子粘上，远远望去真的像一个胖娃娃坐在那里，那份幸福留在心里。
母亲总在门口大声的招呼着，叫回家烤火。母亲拍打着我身上的雪花，拉着冻红的小手放在炉子边上烤着，身上的衣服散发着热气。看到母亲脸上没有生气，揉搓着自己的小手就觉得心里暖暖的。
长大了，母亲离去了，永远的在天国里安眠。自己也为人父，懂了很多事，有时就常常想，人的一生就像这雪花一样，由水气儿合成，聚成重量而坠落大地，亲吻泥土悄然而去，什么痕迹也没有留下，只是滋润了土地，孕育了新的生命。
人生的过程是漫长的，苦难和幸福从来不是孪生的兄弟姐妹，很多事情都是不以自己意志为转移的，有的人一生勤奋却劳而无获，有的人生在富贵人家，衣食无忧过奢侈的生活，但内心的世界里都有自己的快乐，不管是幸运的、悲伤的，只是对快乐的理解不同罢了。
雪花还在飘着，洒洒洋洋的铺满了大地，人生无有尽头都在缓慢的挪动着自己的脚步，朝着自己的方向，一刻也没有停留。
看着片片的雪花，泛起片片的深情，伸开双手等飞舞的雪花在手心里融化……
与执著同行，也就注定要风雨兼程，但执著告诉我们："阳光总在风雨后。"与执著同行，也就注定要面对孤寂抑或辛酸。但执著告诉我们："为了得到荆棘尽头那芳香的玫瑰，即使被扎的满身刺痛，又有何妨？"执著总是用坚定的目光注视我们："与我同行，你会收获一篓篓惊喜。"
与执著同行的居里夫人告诉我们："我乐意执著于对未知元素的探索，它带给我无限乐趣与惊喜。"与执著同行的爱迪生说："我认定的事情，我就一定要去实现，即使失败了上千次，谁又能说那一千零一次不会看到成功的身影？"与执著同行的贝多芬说："音乐是我生命，我执著于音乐的创作就像我执著于自己的生命。"与执著同行的司马迁告诉我们："因为我看到父亲临终时寄予我的那执著的眼神，所以我记载历史的笔不能停下……"
执著是水滴穿石的不懈，执著是夸父追日那不辍的脚步，执著是精卫填海那坚定的信念……
人生道路上，如果让我们选择一位同行者，那么就选择执著吧，与执著同行，就如在沙漠中与骆驼为伴，定能在茫茫沙海尽头寻找美丽的绿洲。
赏析：干净、利落之作。可以看出作者有较深的文字功底，从作者的笔端流露出了这篇精美的文章。也许越是经历苦难，才能感受到甘甜。在这苦与甜中需要那份执着去连接，为了希望而执着的拼搏，为了希望而感受磨难。等待我们的也许是失败，也许是困苦，然而我们拥有青春，我们可以卷土重来，生命的火焰，把我们的天空照的通红。
生活是一望无际的大海，人便是大海上的一叶小舟。大海没有风*浪静的时候，所以，人也总是有快乐也有忧愁。当无名的烦恼袭来，失意与彷徨燃烧着每一根神经。但是，朋友，别忘了守住一颗宁静的心，痛苦将不再有。
每个人的前面，都有一条通向远方的路，崎岖但充满期望。不是人人都能走到远方，因为总有人因为没倒掉鞋里的沙子而疲惫不堪半途而废。所以，主宰人的感受的并非快乐和痛苦本身，而是情绪。
当生活的困扰袭来，请丢下负荷，仰头遥望明丽、湛蓝的天空，让温柔的蓝色映入心田。就像儿时玩得疲倦了，找一块青青的软软的草地躺下，任阳光在脸上跳跃，让微风拂过没有褶皱的心。
当层层的失意包围，请打开窗户，让沁人心脾的新鲜空气走进来，在芬芳甘甜的泥土气息中寻找一丝的宁静，就像儿时，拿起蒲公英的细须，鼓起两腮吹开一把又一把的小伞，带着惊喜闭上眼睛，许下一个心愿。于是，心中便多了一份慰籍与欣喜。
当无奈的惆怅涌来，请擦亮眼睛，看夕阳的沉落，听虫鸣鸟叫。就像儿时在小院里听蛐蛐的叫声，抬头数天上闪烁的星星。于是，一切令人烦恼的嘈杂渐渐隐去，拥有的是一颗宁静的心。
守住一颗宁静的心，你会由衷的感叹：即使我不够快乐，也不要把眉头深锁，人生本短暂，为什么还要栽培苦涩？
守住一颗宁静的心，你会明白博大能够稀释忧愁，宁静能够驱散困惑。是的，没有人明白远方究竟有多远，但是打开心灵之窗，让快乐的阳光和月光涌进来，宁静之心便有了一支永不熄灭的快乐之歌。
守住一颗宁静的心，你便能够不断超越，不断自我挑战。即使远方是永远的地方，也会诞生一种东西——奇迹。摘自《青年文摘》
——短篇英语美文摘抄 (菁选6篇)
Man's youth is a wonderful thing： it is so full of anguish and of magic and he never comes to know it as it is， until it has gone from him forever.It is the thing he cannot bear to lose， it is the thing whose passing he watches with infinite sorrow and regret， it is the thing whose loss with a sad and secret joy,the thing he would never willingly relive again， could it be restored to him by any magic.
青春奇妙无穷，充满魅力，充满痛楚。青春年少的时候根本不知青春为何物，直到青春一去不复返了才对青春有了真正的认识。谁都想让青春永驻，不忍青春离去； 眼睁睁地看着青春流逝，心中会涌起无穷的忧伤和惋惜；青春的失去是人们永远感到悲哀的事；青春的失去是人们真正觉得悲喜交集的事；即便奇迹出现青春复苏， 谁都不会心甘情愿重度青春的岁月。
Learning English is like building a house.Laying a strongfoundation is the first and most important step.In otherwords,you should read and speak English every day.Memorizing newwords and phrases is also helpful.Like building a house,learningEnglish takes some time.So don’t be impatient。Remember,“Rome wasn’t built in a day”.
Some people eat to live,but there are others who live to eat.To live a long and healthy life,we must learn to have a balanceddiet.A balanced diet sim* means a bit of everything.A dietwhich includes meat,fish,vegetables and fruit is,of course,ideal.If you watch your diet,then you won’t have to suffer thepain of going on a diet.
Always insisting.Use iron scoop is too cold; Use porcelain scoop is too weak; A wood scoop,engraved veins safely,engraved sky’s wasteland and glebe’s old.Just as happiness born in the years,not insolent,the every act and move blooms quietly
一直坚持着。用铁勺太冰冷;用瓷勺又太脆弱; 一只只木勺，刻出了纹理安然，刻出了天荒地老。 一如岁月中隐忍着的幸福，不张狂，举手投足间悄然绽放。
I look out of the window stupidly,the heart that has long been grind through the score,should have been numb long ago.But,still very painful,very heavy.Achievements,day and night,I fight for it,work hard,in the end is still better than others.My heart is cold and cold,like the weather in front of the eyes,chaotic and noisy.
God puts dreams in our hearts.So,we must dream.We lose our sorrows and heartaches in dreams.And we live our fantasies in dreams.Some dreams are aborted while some come true.
上帝在我们的心中播种梦想。所以我们必须有梦。我们在梦想中丢弃悲伤与心痛，活在梦想的奇异世界里。一些梦想可能会夭折然而一些则会实现。
——高中励志美文摘抄短篇 (菁华6篇)
地有高山和峡谷，人间有高尚和卑下。人世中充满着七情六欲的烟和雾，一切亲情、友情、爱情……犹如四面八方的风笼罩着这个烟雾交错的世界。立于天地间，谁能够脱离红尘的牵绊，谁能抛开一切俗念？
古今中外又有几人能够穿越感情的烟雾？像庄子的豁达与放逸吗？像屈原的忠诚爱国吗？虽然庄子能与鲲鹏为友，能穿透世间有为的境界，但他却悠游而无法脱离尘世的纷纷扰扰。屈原放弃一切而忠诚于国，却赴清流而为保全自己的清白。庄子和屈原都把自己放在广阔无垠的宇宙外层，却不知在他诞生之日，地球上的灰尘已把他们都打上了人间的烙印。于是，无论怎样去俯视这宇宙，都是带着感情的牵绊，仿佛地面有无数的线牵连着各处器官，你又如何能够把这层烟雾拨开？
人生在于生命的珍贵，我只能够默默的叹着，人生一场空梦，却是我眼前的白纸。
一张白纸上没有任何的一个字，是我躲着那种坎坷，我真的没有一种勤奋吧！笑人生何必如此追求，到后来只是一场死亡，我们的追求在于人生活在世上，能够所有的贡献，就是生命的意义，可是在我身上我发现我只是空白的梦。
我活在虚幻的世界里，一个人的静静世界，多么希望没有人能够吵闹我，我就是那么自私吧！从来不在乎别人的一切，只是顾及自己的一切，望着那种所有失去的，只是无边的怀念，有人说怀念像大海无边，可我觉得我的怀念像夕阳一样，每天都会出现，我真的望着它流下了眼泪，心痛的真的无法呼吸，那种熟悉真的太真了，我仿佛在等待，或许因为这种感情，我才想人生只是白纸。
人生太长了，使命只有一个，却要用一生的时间去奋斗，也许人生就是这样感叹吧！呵呵，漫长的路，谁能够望着最熟悉的背影扬长而去呢！仿佛只是空洞，或许吧！世界中何来童话呢？
当社会竞争越来越激烈，越来越多的我们都不自觉加大负荷，想拼命一点再拼命一点。然而，越是不肯放松，越容易被盲目无效的努力冲昏头脑。
我们熬夜，我们废寝忘食，我们牺牲社交休闲的时间，甚至认为和朋友煲个电话粥、看个八点档都是在浪费生命，我们的日程从早上睁眼睛到晚上闭眼睛都安排得十分紧凑，就是为了能争分夺秒提升自己。但是更多时候，这种自嗨式努力所获得的回报却远远小于有成果输出的有效努力。
大家都不甘落于人后，所以一分一秒都不想浪费。但要知道，熬夜不等于努力，每晚加班加点也不代表你就真的拼命了。你要努力，但不是盲目无效努力。只有在身体健康、精力充沛的前提下，你的充电提升才有意义。
愿你疲惫心累时就安心入眠，能量充沛时就奋力奔跑。能自律拼命，也能舒心自由。
前几天补完了很火的《余罪》。
客观讲，《余罪》中的张一山，虽说并没有像网上那样过分夸张地“一个人撑起整部剧”，可电视里的他时而露齿坏笑，时而青筋毕露，演技也称得上收放自如，可圈可点。
而真正让我对张一山的好感蹭蹭上涨的原因，是之后看媒体对他的采访。
据报道说，他在《家有儿女》之后，被冠着“长残的童星”的帽子参演了很多部影视作品，却一直反响**，一直到《余罪》开播。
记者问他：“现在还被叫刘星，会不会让你很想撕掉这个标签？”
他说：“没有，因为我不是一个急功*利的人……真正有价值的人并不在一朝一夕，我觉得还是认真学自己喜欢的东西，对自己将来的职业有帮助，慢慢沉淀一下自己，让自己变得更有内容一点。”
这样的话被一位九零后的小鲜肉讲出来，讲真，我有些惊讶。
要知道，和他比起来，大多数和他同龄的我们，真得显得，有点太“急”了。
一个女孩，考研失败，又失业半年。银行卡、支付宝、微信钱包上的钱加起来还剩307块，连泡面都快吃不起了。
上周，她去一家小公司面试设计，提前精心准备了作品，还搜集了对方公司之前设计过的产品，花很多心思重新搞了一番。早上化了妆，穿了最贵的衣服，战战兢兢地去应战。
可是，面试官只敷衍地问了她两个问题，就让她走了。从进门到出去，全程不过三分钟。显然，失败。她心疼来回四块钱的公交车费。
回去的路上，大学舍友给她打电话，欢天喜地不见外地说：我下个月结婚啦，你赶紧给我准备大红包哦。她的心揪成一团，还是打起精神说恭喜恭喜，必须必须。
舍友不知道，也是在大学时就恋爱的她和男友四个月前结婚，春节前刚刚离了。对方劈腿。
挂掉电话，她终于绷不住，一个人坐在喧嚣的马路边，涕泪滂沱。
晚上，她给我留言说，人生怎么这么难，我怎么这么惨，快熬不下去了。
我隔空闻到了咸腥的泪水味儿。可能无数人都曾有过这样的时刻吧：孤立无援，糟糕透顶，像是被深埋地下，四周好像全是拒绝，全是刁难，全是封死了的墙壁。你觉得自己快要窒息了。
但是，无数人的经验告诉我们：这困境，会过去的。你只要坚持住，就迟早会不知从哪里伸出一只温暖的手，说，跟我来吧。然后，天就亮了。
我家楼下有个阿姨，活得特别欢快，喜欢穿艳丽的花衣服，跟谁都开玩笑，我每次看到她都心情大好。
可我妈告诉我说，其实这阿姨挺不幸的。年轻时，老公就发急病去世了，她靠打零工养大了一儿一女。结果前几年，刚结婚的儿子又车祸去世，现在女儿也离婚了，状态很不好。她在这边陪女儿，也带外孙，一个家全靠她撑着。
我完全没想到，一直以为那阿姨天天春光满面多么幸福。原来那个开怀大笑的人，心里捂着这样的疤。
——简单好背的英语短篇美文 (菁华3篇)
Youth is not a time of life; itis a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and suppleknees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of theemotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.
Youth means a temperamentalpredominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over thelove of ease. This often exists in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20. Nobodygrows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals.
Yearsmay wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear,self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust.
Whether 60 or 16, there is inevery human being’s heart the lure of wonders, the unfailing appetite for what’snext and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and myheart, there is a wireless station; so long as it receives messages of beauty,hope, courage and power from man and from the infinite, so long as you areyoung.
When your aerials are down, andyour spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, thenyou’ve grown old, even at 20; but as long as your aerials are up, to catchwaves of optimism, there’s hope you may die young at 80.
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 hourss，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 sim* 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.
“The days that make us happy make us wise.”----John Masefield
when I first read this line by England’s Poet Laureate, it startled me. What did Masefield mean? Without thinking about it much, I had always assumed that the opposite was true. But his sober assurance was arresting. I could not forget it.
Finally, I seemed to grasp his meaning and realized that here was a profound observation. The wisdom that happiness makes possible lies in clear perception, not fogged by anxiety nor dimmed by despair and boredom, and without the blind spots caused by fear.
Active happiness---not mere satisfaction or contentment ---often comes suddenly, like an April shower or the unfolding of a bud. Then you discover what kind of wisdom has accompanied it. The grass is greener; bird songs are sweeter; the shortcomings of your friends are more understandable and more forgivable. Happiness is like a pair of eyeglasses correcting your spiritual vision.
Nor are the insights of happiness limited to what is near around you. Unhappy, with your thoughts turned in upon your emotional woes, your vision is cut short as though by a wall. Happy, the wall crumbles.
The long vista is there for the seeing. The ground at your feet, the world about you----people, thoughts, emotions, pressures---are now fitted into the larger scene. Everything assumes a fairer proportion. And here is the beginning of wisdom.
——英语四级美文短篇范文五份
At the Backs of King's College there is a memorial stone in white marble commemorating an alumnus of the College,renowned Chinese poet Xu Zhimo.Moving to the UK in 1921,Zhimo spent a year studying at King's,where he fell in love not only with the romantic poetry of English poets like John Keats,but also with Cambridge itself.
His poem,再别康桥 (variously translated as Second Farewell to Cambridge),is arguably his most famous poem,and is now a compulsory text on Chinese literature syllabuses,learnt by millions of school children across the country every year.The poem paints an idyllic portrait of King's and the River Cam,and serves as a reminder of Xu Zhimo's fondness for his time in Cambridge.
While the poem has been set to music many times before,King's has commissioned the first musical setting of the text by a mainstream classical composer.The new piece,by renowned English composer John Rutter,has been written and recorded in celebration of the near 100-year link between King's College and Xu Zhimo,and has been released on 26 January 2018 on a new album on the King's College Record Label.
"Many intellectual transformations happened for him while he was here and in some ways the whole seed of his development as a person who became an intellectual poet,through the medium of poetry,all sort of connected up with his visit to Cambridge and the people we met.”
"John Rutter is a very resourceful composer,and I was delighted with the way he conceived of doing this,presenting most of the text through the tenor voice for which we engage the Chinese tenor.Well,I wanted to have a go myself at making an arrangement of it which would express something of what we do at King's.”
"The inspiration I think came from the poem which is on the tablet by the bridge by the river camp here in the college.Apart from the tourist self and the words,which of course are quite big elements in it,it's not specifically intended to be a Chinese piece.It's the sort of arrangement I would make for something like that,and it's a very beautiful melody.”
The early snows fall soft and white and seem to heal the landscape.There are as yet no tracks through the drifts,no muddied slush in the roads.The wind sweeps snow into the scars of our harvest-time haste,smoothing the brow of hill,hiding furrow and cog and trash in the yard.Snow muffles the shriek of metal and the rasp of motion.It covers our flintier purposes and brings a redeeming silence,as if a curtain has fallen on the strivings of a year,and now we may stop,look inward,and rediscover the amber warmth of family and conversation.
At such times,locked away inside wall and woolen,lulled by the sedatives of wood-smoke and candlelight,we recall the competing claims of nature.We see the branch and bark of trees,rather than the sugar-scented green of their leaves.We look out the window and admire the elegance of ice crystal,the bravely patient tree leaning leafless into the wind,the dramatic shadows of the stooping sun.We look at the structure of things,the geometry of branch and snowflake,family and deed.Even before the first snow,we view the world differently in winter.
We watch the lawn settle into the sleep of frost and the last crumpled leaf quiver on the oak,and feel the change.At night the skies are cold and clear,and stars shine like the dreams of serpents.The hillsides turn brown and gray; the edges of stalk and blade stand out starkly.Dark clouds settle on the mountain ridges.Storms rumble in like freight trains.Rain rattles the roof and thutters at the window.
Then comes the snow,and we once again wonder at how it transforms the familiar objects of our everyday world.When snowflake drifts the road we head indoors and resign ourselves to the quiet crackle of the wood fire.The example of the woodpile and the well-stocked larder tells us that we can achieve what we dream,and winter brings us long,silent nights to dream on.
Water is very important for living things.Without water,there must be no life on the earth.All the plants and animals need water to drink,to cook food and to clean ourselves.Water is needed in farms,factories,offices,schools,families and many other places.Water is found in seas,rivers and lakes.It can be found everywhere in the world,and it also can be found in the air.
Sports and games do a lot of good to our health.They can make us strong,prevent us from getting too fat,and keep healthy and fit.Especially they can be of great value to people who work with their brains most of the day,for sports and games give people valuable practice in exercising the body.
What's more,they make our life richer and more colorful.If we do not have a strong body,we will find it hard to do whatever we want.So persons of all ages enjoy watching and taking part in various kinds of sports-track and fields,swimming,skating,football,volleyball and basketball,etc.
Sports and games are also very useful in character training.They demand not only physical skills and strength but also courage,endurance,discipline and usually teamwork.For boys and girls,what is learned in the playground often has a deep effect on their character.If each of them learns to work for his team and not for himself on the football field,he will later find it natural to work for the good of his country instead of only for his own benefit.
A healthy citizen makes a strong country.Let's all take part in sports and games.
When I was growing up I do not recall hearing the words "I love you” from my father.When your father never says them to you when you are a child,it gets tougher and tougher for him to say those words as he gets older.To tell the truth,I could not honestly remember when I had last said those words to him either.I decided to set my ego aside and make the first move.After some hesitation,in our next phone conversation I blurted out the words,"Dad… I love you!”
There was a silence at the other end and he awkwardly replied,"Well,same back at ya!”
I chuckled and said,"Dad,I know you love me,and when you are ready,I know you will say what you want to say.”
Fifteen minutes later my mother called and nervously asked,"Paul,is everything okay?”
A few weeks later,Dad concluded our phone conversation with the words,"Paul,I love you.” I was at work during this conversation and the tears were rolling down my cheeks as I finally "heard” the love.As we both sat there in tears we realized that this special moment had taken our father/son relationship to a new level.
A short while after this special moment,my father narrowly escaped death following heart surgery.Many times since,I have pondered the thought,if I did not take the first step and Dad did not survive the surgery,I would have never "heard” the love.
——英语美文的摘抄合集五篇
A frail old man lived with his son, his daughter-in-law, and his four-year-old grandson. His eyes were blurry, his hands trembled, and his step faltered.
一位虚弱的老人和他的儿子、儿媳还有四岁的孙子住在一起。他双眼模糊，两手颤抖，步履蹒跚。
The family would eat together nightly at the dinner table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating rather difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon, drooping to the floor. When he grasped his glass of milk, it often spilled clumsily at the tablecloth.
这家人每晚会在餐桌前共用晚餐。但是年迈的爷爷双手颤抖，视力退化，连吃饭都困难。豌豆从他的勺子里滚出来，掉在了地上。去拿牛奶的时候，他行动笨拙，也常常会把牛奶洒在桌布上。
With this happening almost every night, the son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess.
这样的事每晚都在发生。他的儿子儿媳开始对这些繁杂的事情感到恼怒不已。
"We must do something about grandfather," said the son.
“我们应该对爷爷的问题想想办法了。”儿子说。
"I've had enough of his milk spilling, noisy eating and food on the floor," the daughter-in-law agreed.
“我受够了他了。他到处乱洒牛奶，吃东西很大声，还弄到地上。”儿媳也很同意。
So the couple set a small table at the corner.
所以这对夫妇在角落里又放了个小桌子。
There, grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed their dinner at the dinner table. Since grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in wooden bowls. Sometimes when the family glanced in grandfather's direction, he had a tear in his eye as he ate alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence.
从此，在其他人在餐桌上享用晚餐的时候，爷爷就一个人在边上吃。又由于爷爷打碎了一两个碟子，他的食物就被放在了木头碗里端给他。有时，当这家人不经意瞥向爷爷的时候，能看见他眼中的泪水。不变的是，爷爷掉了一支叉或者打翻食物的时候，这对夫妇只会严厉地警告他。四岁的孙子目睹着这一切，一言不发。
One evening, before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly: "What are you making?" Just as sweetly, the boy replied, "Oh, I'm making a little bowl for you and mama to eat your food from when I grow up." The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.
有一天晚饭前，父亲注意到了他的儿子在玩木头屑。他亲切地问孩子：“你在做什么呢？”儿子同样亲切地答：“噢，我在做木碗呢。等我长大了，它们就是用来给爸爸妈妈吃饭的。”说完，四岁的儿子带着微笑，继续做他的木碗。
These words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears streamed down their cheeks. Though no words were spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening, the husband took grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table.
儿子的语出惊人让这对父母顿时语塞，泪水从脸颊流下。虽然没有说一句话，他们都下定决心要做什么了。那天晚上，那位丈夫挽起爷爷的手，缓缓地带他回到从前那个餐桌前。
For the remainder of his days, grandfather ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk was spilled or the table cloth was soiled.
接下来几天，每顿晚饭爷爷都和一家人一起吃。因为某些原因，这对夫妻再也不在乎掉下的叉子、洒出的牛奶或是弄脏的桌布了。
On beauty
美
Where shall you seek beauty, and how shall you find her unless she herself be your way and your guide? And how shall you speak of her except she be the weaver of your speech?
如果美不以自身为途径，为向导，你们又到哪里去找她，又怎么能找到她呢？如果她不是你们言语的编织者，你们又如何能谈论她呢？
The aggrieved and the injured say, "Beauty is kind and gentle. Like a young mother half-shy of her own glory she walks among us."
伤心痛苦者说：“美是善良而温柔的。她像一位因自己的荣耀而半含羞涩的年轻母亲，走在我们的身边。”
And the passionate say, "Nay, beauty is a thing of might and dread. Like the tempest she shakes the earth beneath us and the sky above us."
热情奔放者说：“不，美是强烈而令人惊畏的。她如暴风雨般震动我们脚下的大地，摇撼我们头上的天空。”
The tired and the weary say, "Beauty is of soft whisperings. She speaks in our spirit. Her voice yields to our silences like a faint light that quivers in fear of the shadow."
疲惫怠倦者说：“美是温柔的低语，她在我们的心中诉说。她的声音波动在我们的沉默中，犹如一道微弱的光在对阴影的恐惧中颤抖。”
But the restless say, "We have heard her shouting among the mountains, and with her cries came the sound of hoofs, and the beating of wings and the roaring of lions."
但活泼好动者说：“我们曾听到她在山谷中大声呼叫，随其呐喊而来的是足蹄踏地、翅膀拍击和雄狮怒吼的声音。”
At night the watchmen of the city say, "Beauty shall rise with the dawn from the east."
夜晚，城市的守夜人说：“美将与晨光一同从东方升起。”
And at noon-time the toilers and the wayfarers say, "We have seen her leaning over the earth from the windows of the sunset."
正午，辛勤劳作者和长途跋涉者说：“我们曾看到她透过黄昏之窗眺望大地。”
In winter say the snow-bound, "She shall come with the spring leaping upon the hills."
严冬，困在风雪中的.人说：“她将与春同至，雀跃于山峦之间。”
And in the summer heat the reapers say, "We have seen her dancing with the autumn leaves, and we saw a drift of snow in her hair."
酷暑，收割庄稼的人说：“我们曾看到她与秋叶共舞，雪花点缀于她的发梢。”
All these things have you said of beauty, yet in truth you spoke not of her but of needs unsatisfied, and beauty is not a need but an ecstasy. It is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth, but rather a heart enflamed and a soul enchanted. It is not the image you would see nor the song you would hear, but rather an image you see though you close your eyes and a song you hear though you shut your ears. It is not the sap within the furrowed bark, nor a wing attached to a claw, but rather a garden for ever in bloom and a flock of angels for ever in flight.
你们谈到关于美的所有这些，实际并非关于她本身，而是关于你们未被满足的需求，但美并不是一种需求，而是 心醉神迷的欣喜。她不是焦渴的唇，也不是伸出的空空的手，而是一颗燃烧的心，一个充满喜悦的灵魂。她不是你们想看到的形象，也不是你们想听到的歌声，而是 你们闭上眼睛看到的形象，堵住耳朵听到的歌声。她不是伤残树皮下的树液，也不是悬在利爪下的翅膀。而是一座鲜花永远盛开的花园，一群永远在天空飞翔的天使。
Beauty is life when life unveils her holy face.
当生命摘去遮盖她圣洁面容的面纱时，美就是生命。
I was in the Santa Cruz Mountains not long ago, speaking and singing at a women's conference. We were focusing on the theme of loving others in practical ways through our gifts, and something in particular happened during one of the sessions that will remain imprinted in my memory as a beautiful illustration of this practice.
不久前我在圣克鲁斯山脉，在一次妇女大会上有说有唱。我们关注的主题是通过送礼物等实用的方法来关爱他人。其中一个会议期间发生的一件特殊的事将成为最美的印迹永远铭刻在我的记忆中。
A young Syrian woman ("Lilith") had been invited to the conference at the last minute, and everyone seemed surprised and delighted that she'd actually come. Just a few days earlier, Lilith had fled her country and found refuge with one of the women attending the conference. As an Orthodox Christian in Syria, she and her loved ones had become targets of violent atrocities from radical terrorist groups in the country's ongoing civil war.
一位年轻的叙利亚女士（莉莉丝）在最后一分钟被邀请到会议上，大家看起来都很惊讶，也很高兴她真的来了。就在几天前，莉莉丝逃离她的国家，和另外一个参加会议的女士一起寻找避难所。作为叙利亚的一名***教徒，她和亲人们成为了这个国家正在进行的内战中激进的***暴行的目标。
Lilith had witnessed horrors no one her young age should ever see. Despite the further danger it presented, she'd decided to leave her home and her family to find safety here in America. Knowing some of her story, and seeing her sitting through the sessions at the retreat -- head covered in a scarf, face bowed toward the floor -- broke my heart.
莉莉丝目击了她这个年纪的年轻人不该见到的恐怖。尽管要面临更大的危险，但她决定离开家和家人来美国寻求安全。知道了她的一些故事，看见她会议期间有些退却――头上包着围巾，脸朝着地面压得很低――我感觉心要碎了。
Lilith's story touched all of us, including Pam, an attendee who was a quilt maker. Pam had just finished a gorgeous, intricately-patterned quilt, and had brought it with her. She, along with a few of the leaders, decided to give it to Lilith as a symbol of their comfort and love. Lilith had left her own mother behind in her homeland, and I can't imagine how frightened and alone she felt. But in her absence I could see there were lots of "mamas" in this community of women who were more than ready to love on her.
莉莉丝的故事触动了我们所有人，包括与会的被子生产商帕姆。帕姆刚做出了一床华丽的、图案精致的被子，也带过来了。她和几位领导决定把它赠给莉莉丝，被子象征了他们的安慰和爱。莉莉丝把母亲留在了家乡，我无法想象她感到多么害怕孤单。但她的离开使我看到在这个女性团体中有很多“妈妈”，她们都准备好要把爱献给她。
During our last session together Lilith was called forward and prayed over, hugged, and wrapped up in that beautiful quilt. I thought of the many hours Pam undoubtedly spent working on it, unaware of the horrendous events that would lead Lilith to this moment--literally surrounded by the beauty and love the quilt embodied. I wept. When they told her it was for her, she wept. We all wept, honking our noses and wiping our eyes.
我们最后一次在一起开会时，莉莉丝被叫去站到前面，大家为她祈祷，拥抱她，把那条漂亮的被子围在她身上。我想到帕姆毫无疑问花了好长时间做这个被子，当时她根本不知道那些可怕的事会把莉莉丝带到这里――此时却被被子蕴含的美丽和爱所围绕。我哭了，她们告诉她这个被子是给她的时候，她哭了。我们都哭了，抽泣着擦着眼泪。
I thought about the words from 1 Peter 4:10: Serve one another with the particular gifts God has given each of you, as faithful dispensers of the magnificently varied grace of God. The words particular and varied suggest to me that there may be as many gifts as there are people and personalities. A quilt wrapped around a ravaged young woman is just one practical, loving act of service that demonstrates God's grace.
我想到了彼得前书的4章10节里的话：各人要照所得的恩赐彼此服侍，作神百般恩赐的好管家。这番话特别换了一种方式提醒我有多少人和个性就有多少礼物。一位受到伤害的年轻女子身上围的被子就是体现了上帝慈悲的一个充满爱意的行为。
It's the particular things we do that we sometimes think are too small or inconsequential compared to the overwhelming suffering we witness. But to do nothing when we see an opportunity--to serve, to comfort, to ease another's pain--is to withhold whatever facet of God's magnificently varied grace our gift offers.
这就是我们所做的特别的事，有时我们认为这和我们见到的势不可挡的苦难相比太过渺小或不重要。但有机会时-服务、安慰、缓解别人的痛苦-你什么都不做，就没有体现出上帝给予的恩赐所展现的各种慈悲的任何一面。
Spirit is a monument, is a cornerstone, is on the way of life is brilliant, ruler. A modest, being the Confucius YinChu hits, "two heads are better than one, slowly," fools, generation Confucianism masters, With tolerance, ambitious, daring JiHuanGong devoid of nay, appoint people by abilities, achievement, generation vista dominance, With firmness, lonely lonely YuFen SuWu of sorrow, always don't throw away the hand that race day, the heart of han motherland, patriotic model; the cadre A dedication, kindness and plain, the ordinary XuHuCai can years like one day, warm feeling, sprinkle the people, to today's "living lei feng." ... Through history, tunnel, through history, forever will hold the grand mansion lofty life.
精神是一座丰碑，是一块基石，是前进道路上的灯塔，是灿烂人生的标尺。有了谦虚，学富五车、才高八斗的孔子缓缓吟出“三人行，必有我师”，不耻下问，终成一代儒学大师；有了宽容，雄心勃勃、意气风发的齐桓公摈弃私仇，任人唯贤，成就千秋伟业，终成一代霸主；有了坚贞，寂寞忧愁、孤寂郁愤的苏武始终不扔掉手中的汉使族节，心系祖国，终成千秋爱国楷模；有了奉献，善良质朴、*凡无闻的徐虎才能够十年如一日，情洒百姓，温暖万家，终成当今的“活雷锋”。……精神，穿越历史隧道，趟过历史长河，将永远撑起人生巍峨壮观的大厦。
如果你迷失了自我，请深呼吸，迷失或许能成为你人生的转折点，让你发现真正的自己，并让你知道自己想真正成为怎样的
“Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves.” ~Henry David Thoreau
迷失自我，才能发现自我。――亨利・大卫・梭罗（美国作家及自然主义者）
Everything about my future was ambiguously assumed. I would get into debt by going to college, then I would be forced to get a job to pay off that debt, while still getting into more and more debt by buying a house and a car. It seemed like a never-ending cycle that had no place for the possibility of a dream.
——英语美文摘抄整理（精选五篇）
Consideration is love, care is love, courtesy is love, but often "cheating" is also a kind of love.
Lens a:
Mother cooked a dish of mince steak. During the meal, my mother and I talked about the fun, and our chopsticks moved back and forth between our plates and our mouths. When there was only meat on the plate, my mother's chopsticks and I stopped in the air for four seconds, and almost said, "I want to lose weight." On the spot, my mother and I laughed.
Lens two:
My mother bought a big durian from the outside, but she asked me to eat it. I tasted it with relish, and suddenly remembered my mother, who was also very fond of durian. So I asked, "mom, did you eat?" "I... I ate it." "She stammered with a reluctant smile. I saw through her lie, and she came to her heart. I deliberately frowning, hands over the mouth to say loudly: "alas, this durian is a little bitter." The mother listens, hurriedly receives the durian, puzzled ground tasted a few mouthfuls, also said to me from time to time: "there is there, how can I not eat?" I saw that I couldn't help laughing, but my mother immediately understood, smiled and said to me, "you are such a mischievous egg!"
"Smile, more than anything, the world is wonderful... "With this song, my mind banged out the smile that washed my heart.
When the first warm weather of spring, the last cold wind in the winter, the change of the spring. When spring comes, it means returning to the south. The wet weather depressed and irritated me. The wet clothes, worn on the body, smelled a strange smell, and my heart was more depressed.
Walking down the street, the noisy sound was never interrupted, the smoke in the back of the car filled the street, the engine behind the car was deafening. I was in the crowd to push right into the place where the food was sold. The first step into it was the sight of the dishes, with their faces in their faces, lounging in their chairs, as opposed to the usual bustling market. I was also affected by the weather, and I went to a shop where I bought soy products. I look at the bean products in the shop. Suddenly, a man of less than a meter and six, with wrinkles on his face and a man with a Fanny on his waist, walked up to me: "what would you like, please?" I didn't care what he said, nor did I look back. He looked at me with a blank look on my face. Walk to the table next, take a dish, hold a few pieces of dried bean curd, walk to my side again: "this bean curd good flavor, you look!" I just looked up. He had a plate in his hands and a sunny smile on his face. He smiled and washed my heart.
In a moment the fidgety was gone, and the annoying car was gone, and the crowd was gone. How long have I not seen such a genuine smile? How long has it been touched by this smile?
A sunlight beautiful smile in my memory, is a virtue that smile, let me remember, remember that smile like the sunshine, to wash my heart smile, virtue, in this embodiment.
In recent years, natural disasters happened frequently around the world and have caused enormous losses of life and property to human society. They pose a common challenge to all the countries in the world.
China suffers the most natural disasters of all countries. Along with global climate changes and its own economic takeoff and progress in urbanization, China suffers increasing pressure on resources, environment and ecology. The situation in the prevention of and response to natural disasters has become more serious and complicated.
Always placing people first, the Chinese government has all along put the security of people's lives and property on the top of its work, and has listed the disaster prevention and reduction in its economic and social development plan as an important guarantee of sustainable development. In recent years, China has been comprehensively implementing the Scientific Outlook on Development, further strengthened legislation as well as the building of systems and mechanisms on dis-aster prevention and reduction, committed to building on disaster-prevention capacities, encouraged public contribution, and actively participated in international cooperation in this respect.
Outside the Bible, these six words are the most famousin all the literature of the world. They were spokenby Hamlet when he was thinking aloud, and they are themost famous words in Shakespeare because Hamlet wasspeaking not only for himself but also for everythinking man and woman. To be or not to be, to live ornot to live, to live richly and abundantly andeagerly, or to live dully and meanly and scarcely. Aphilosopher once wanted to know whether he was aliveor not, which is a good question for everyone to putto himself occasionally. He answered it by saying: "I think, therefore am." But the best definition of existence ever saw did another philosopher who said: "To be is to bein relations." If this true, then the more relations a living thing has, the more it is alive. Tolive abundantly means sim*** to increase the range and intensity of our relations.Unfortunately we are so constituted that we get to love our routine. But apart from our regularoccupation how much are we alive? If you are interest-ed only in your regular occupation, youare alive only to that extent. So far as other things are concerned--poetry and prose, music,pictures, sports, unselfish friendships, politics, international affairs--you are dead.
Contrariwise, it is true that every time you acquire a new interest--even more, a newaccomplishment--you increase your power of life. No one who is dee*** interested in a largevariety of subjects can remain unhappy; the real pessimist is the person who has lostinterest.
Bacon said that a man dies as often as he loses a friend. But we gain new life by contacts, newfriends. What is supremely true of living objects is only less true of ideas, which are alsoalive. Where your thoughts are, there will your live be also. If your thoughts are confined onlyto your business, only to your physical welfare, only to the narrow circle of the town in whichyou live, then you live in a narrow cir-conscribed life. But if you are interested in what isgoing on in China, then you are living in China~ if you’re interested in the characters of agood novel, then you are living with those highly interesting people, if you listen intently tofine music, you are away from your immediate surroundings and living in a world of passion andimagination.
To be or not to be--to live intensely and richly, merely to exist, that depends on ourselves.Let widen and intensify our relations. While we live, let live!
Some people like the blooming spring, some people like the summer of enthusiasm, some people like the fruits of autumn, while I like the snow and flying winter.
Autumn sister finished her mission, happily walked away, the winter brother also happily came to the world.
Winter came, in the field covered up with a thick layer of the quilt, spend a warm winter, let they sister saw this scene, I not only think of the proverb "winter wheat cover three layer is, pillow steamed bread sleep next year." It must be a good harvest year.
When winter came to the street, people put on their beautiful down jackets like colorful little mushrooms and moved about like a cable car that was suspended by a rope. On both sides of the street, the huge pine trees are like a soldier guarding everyone. Let people not be hurt a little bit.
Winter, what a busy name, brings joy to people, brings a harvest, brings boundless joy, I love winter.
