Looking at myself in the mirror this morning, I found my body a bit thinner and my face looked pale. I tried to squeeze a smile, but the mirror showed me an ugly smelling face. I shaved, took a shower and even prayed some perfume on myself, but I just felt sad and lonely.
I’ve been living alone for weeks. I miss you, dear! Although I have no idea where you are or what you are doing right now, I guess you must be somewhere thinking about me too. This is what I always do to comfort myself. I know the fact that you have left me forever. I just don’t want to remind myself of it.
You’ve never come back home since you moved out, without even taking away most of your belongings. Working hard everyday, I feel lazy to clean up your stuff, so I leave them alone in the rooms. Whenever I get home, I would imagine that you are lying in the sofa and giving me a wel come hug, just like what you had been doing to me before.
The foods will be there on the table, though they are cooked by our maid. You always passed me chopsticks and spoons when I was ready to eat. You were a good wife, not until now did I realize how important you are in my life. Actually you’re already part of me!
Now I’m free to choose the TV channels, nobody will take away my right to choose the program I life. Now I can sit in front of my 21-inch-screen com*r and talk to my net friends freely. Now I can play my favorite PC games until after mid night. Now I can go to bed without having washed my feet or even face. Now I can do anything I like at home, cause nobody will bother me any more. These things won’t bring to me any happiness at all!
I guess I’m used to having you as a member of my family. I bet I’m used to having you as my wife, my woman and my partner. Sure I know when I am used to having something or someone in my life; I won’t treasure her/it much.
Suddenly I realized how helpless I am. I don’t even know where my tie is, cause I had never worried about these trivial tiny stuff before. You’ve done lots of stuff for me, which have surely spoiled me much! How am I gonna get away from this sad and helpless situation?
I smoke three packages of cigarettes and I only take one meal a day, because I have no appetite! I go home late, always having fun with my friends until after mid night, cause I know you are not at home waiting for me. I don’t press the door bell cause I know nobody will answer. I’m damaging my health to kill the loneliness. I know this is not the correct way, though!
Honey, if only you know how much I love you…..
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Would her life have been different had she been pretty? Chances are it would have. And yet there were a sensitivity and a beauty to her that had nothing to do with looks. She was one to be listened to, whose words were so easy to take to heart. Her words came from a wounded but loving heart, very much like all hearts, but she had more of a need to be aware of it, to live with it and learn from it. She possessed a fine-tuned sense of beauty. Her only fear in life was the loss of a friend.
How long does it take most of us to reach that level of human growth, if we ever get there? We get so consumed and diminished, worrying about all the things that need improving, we can easily forget to cherish those things that last. Friendship, so rare and so good, just needs our care--maybe even the simple gesture of writing a little note now and then, or the dropping of some beautiful words in a basket, in the hope that such beauty will be shared and taken to heart.
the truth of her life was a desire to see beyond the surface for a glimpse of what it is that *. She found beauty and grace and they befriended her, and showed her what is real.
We’re like the cream. When the cream rises to the top, it separates itself from the milk. Perhaps that is what the New Age Movement is really all about.We find ourselves lonely at the top. Yes, it is.
我们就像奶油。当奶油浮到顶部的时候，它会和牛奶分离。也许这种现象正像是新世纪运动的写照。我们发现自己飞得越高，就会越感孤独。是的，这就是现实。
It is no different with political enlightenment, spiritual enlightenment, or even becoming enlightened about relating to each other. The more mentally healthy you become, the more spiritual, the more balanced, the wealthier, the more global you become… the more alone you may feel.
不论是政治或精神修养的造诣有多深，或者甚至是与他人之间有一种默契的关系，就孤独这一点而言，是没有区别的。你越是拥有健康有理智，精神修养的造诣越深，生活越*衡，越富有，或你的名气传播得越广，你也会感觉越孤独。
Often, we find ourselves unable to find those other rare individuals who are choosing the same path as ours. The path of sloppy and lazy is full of other people to meet and talk to. The path of whiners is full. The path of being safe, generic, and boring is so crowded you almost cannot even move forward. Isn’t that why you left that path? You had a need to move forward, a need for some elbowroom, a need to spread your arms wide, a need to be seen as special, unique, different. The masses may admire you, but they are not going to be able to really relate to you. You will be alone much of the time.
经常，我们很难找到那些选择我们和我们同路的人们。那条潮湿，慵懒的道路挤满了可以相遇并聊天的人。那条满是牢骚者的道路上也拥挤不堪。那条所谓安全，普通以及枯燥的道路是如此拥挤以至于你无法向前挪步。难道这不正是你离开那条道路的原因吗？你需要
向前挪步，需要活动的空间，需要展开你的双臂，需要被认知为特别，有个性，与众不同。万千大众仰慕你，但他们却不可能真正地融入你。大部分的时间里，你将是孤独的。
Do not be afraid of the loneliness of enlightenment. Do not force others to agree with you. Sim* give your heart and know that you are growing and that they are free to grow or not. It is the nature of the game. We are all free to choose our paths.
不要害怕因造诣深而产生的孤独感。不必要勉强别人赞识你。做你自己，坚定着你自己的成长，别人是否愿意成长就由他们自己去决定吧。这就是自然界的规则。我们都有选择自己道路的自由。
英语美文阅读读后感悟：
请不要害怕孤独，孤独是成功者必备的要素之一，毕竟成功者是少数的；请不要在意别人的眼光，坚持自己的理想，只要是对的，那么请勇敢的选择自己要走的路。前路或许曲折，但不要气馁，相信自己，相信自己的选择。实现梦想的路总有一天会变笔直。
In the United States,people go through kindergarten for two to three years,grade one to five in elementaryschool,six to eight in middle school,and nine to twelve in high school.Many people also go to college for four years.
在美国，人们上两年到三年的幼稚园，小学是从一到五年级，六到八年级是初中，九到十二年级是高中。很多也也会再用四年的时间去上大学（学院）。
For high school students who want to get into a good college,they must work hard on their grades and also do well on national aptitude test like the SAT or ACT,because that would improve the students' chances of getting accepted by the colleges.
对于想上好大学的高中生来说，为了拿到好的成绩，他们必须非常用功；而且要才好如SAT或ACT这种全国性的才能（能力倾向）测验，因为这些（好的SAT或ACT成绩）可以增加学生样被大学录取的机会。
Grades are usually determined by tests and examinations.Tests are given a few times during a semester to give students an idea of what had been taught and what they should know.Final exams are given at the end ofa semester;they cover everything the students should have learned during the entire semester.
（课业）成绩通常是通过测验和考试来决定的。一个学期中会有几次测验，目的是为了让学生对于（老师）所教的是些什么和自己应该学到什么有个概念。学期的最后会有个期末考试，这考试包含了学生在整个学期中应该学到的所有内容。
Towards love and learning, college teachers and students hold controversial views.
The majority of college teachers, especially old teachers,argue that students should give up love and concentrate on learning. They say that campus love is time-and-energy-consuming and tears students away from their main task. If a student ever falls in love, he/she will undoubtedly neglecthis/ her studies and gradually lag behind his/her classmates. A few teachers, therefore, suggest that the university authorities restore the traditional regulation against love during students school years.
On the contrary, students hold that it is natural for young people to fall in love on the campus because they meet every day and their everyday meeting produces romantic passion towards each other. They insist that the eampus is not the Garden of Eden and love is not, the Forbidden Tree. They take for example some of their friends who, falling in love, are studying harder and have made'greater progress to please their boy/girl friends.
In my opinion, both views are lop-sided. If a stuadent does not give himself/herself away in love but takes it as a drive,love produces positive effect. But if he/she indulges himself/herself too dee* in love,then he/she will be a devote lover but a frustrated learner.
19 Since the beginning of time, man has invented many interesting things. Some of these inventions, like numbers, the alphabet and the radio, have certainly changed history. Since 1946, one of the most important inventions has been the com*r. It will change all our lives.
At one time it was as large as a room, and quite difficult and slow to operate. But, since the invention of the silicon ship, which is really a very very small electric circuit, com*rs have been greatly improved. They have become smaller, easier to use, and faster; they can store a lot more information.
Some com*r are made as well as television sets. Simple com*rs can be made smaller than a book. And com*rs are getting smaller all the time.
There are several reasons why the com*r is useful to us. Firstly, it can store a very very large quantity of information in its memory. Secondly, the com*r can operate very quickly thousands of times faster than a human and it will not tire. Thirdly, modern com*rs can be built into other kinds of machines, like radios, cars, planes and so on. They can do many kinds of work.
Soon, almost everyone, either at home or at work, will use some kind of com*r. the lives of all of us will be changed by this invention.
The main idea of this passage is xxx
A how the com*r came into being
For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.
若要优美的嘴唇，要说友善的话；
For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.
若要可爱的眼睛，要看到别人的好处；
For a slim figure, share your foodwith the hungry.
若要苗条的身材，把你的食物分给饥饿的人；
For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.
美丽的秀发，在于每天有孩子的手指穿过它；
For poise, walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone.
若要优雅的姿态，要记住行人不只你一个。
People, even more than things, have to be restored, revived, reclaimed and redeemed; never throw out anyone.
人之所以为人，是应该充满精力、能够自我悔改、自我反省、自我成长，而不是抱怨他人。
Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll find them at the end of each of your arms. As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.
如果你需要一只援助之手，你可以在自己的任何一只手臂下找到；随着年龄的增长，你会发现你有两只手，一只用来帮助自己，另一只用来帮助别人。
Much meaning can be conveyed, clearly, with our eyes, so it is often said that eyes can speak.
Do you have such kind of experience? In a bus you may look at stranger, but not too long. And if he is sensing that he is being stared at, he may feel uncomfortable.
The same in daily life. If you are looked at for more than necessary, you will look at yourself up and down, to see if there is anything wrong with you. If nothing goes wrong, you will feel angry toward other’s stare with you that way. Eyes do speak, right?
Looking too long at someone may seem to be rude and aggressive. But things are different when it comes to stare at the opposite sex. If a man glances at a woman for more than 10 seconds and refuses to avert his gaze, his intentions are obvious, that is, he wishes to attract her attention, to make her understand that he is admiring her.
However, the normal eye contact for two people engaged in conversation is that the speaker will only look at the listener from time to time, in order to make sure that the listener does pay attention to what the former is speaking, to tell him that he is attentive.
If a speaker looks at you continuously when speaking, as if he tries to dominate you, you will feel disconcerted. A poor liar usually exposes himself by looking too long at the victim, since he believes in the false idea that to look straight in the eye is a sign of honest communication. Quite the contrary.
In fact, continuous eye contact is confined to lovers only, who will enjoy looking at each other tenderly for a long time, to show affection that words cannot express.
Evidently, eye contact should be done according to the relationship between two people and the specific situation.
我们的眼睛能准确地传达一些信息，所以人们常说，眼睛会说话。
你有过类似的体验吗？在公共汽车上，你可能会看着一个陌生人，但时间不会太长。而且，如果他能感觉到有人盯着他，会觉得浑身不自在。
日常生活中亦如此。如果别人一直盯着你看，你就会不由自主地审视自己，看看是不是有什么地方弄错了。如果一切正常，你就会对别人的这种盯梢很气愤。眼睛确实能说话，不是吗？
过久的盯着别人看会给人一种粗鲁和侵犯的感觉。但异性之间的凝视就不同了。如果一个男人盯着一个女人超过10秒钟，还不想挪开视线的话，他的意思就十分明显了，他想引起她的注意，想让她知道他爱慕她。
正常情况下，两人交谈时，目光接触能传达这样的意思：说者偶尔看看听者，以此确认听着是否在认真倾听。而对于听者来说，他会一直看着说话的人，以此告诉他，自己正专心致志的听着。
假如与你说话的那个人直直的盯着你，好像要镇住你似的，你便会感到惶恐不安。一般地，说谎者往往就是看别人的时间过长，而令人起疑。因为他们以为直视别人的眼睛是诚实沟通的表现，结果恰恰相反。
实际上，长时间的相互凝视仅适合情人之间，他们喜欢温柔的对视，用目光来传达言语无法表达的爱意。
显然，目光交流应该根据双方的关系和特定场合来进行。
"The days that make us happy make us wise."----John Masefield
“快乐的日子使人睿智。”--- 约翰·梅斯菲尔德
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.
第一次读到英国桂冠诗人梅斯菲尔德的这行诗的时候，我感到十分震惊。他想表达什么意思？我以前从未对此仔细考虑，总是认定这行诗反过来才正确。但他冷静而又胸有成竹的表达引起了我的注意，令我无法忘怀。
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.
终于，我似乎领会了他的意思，并意识到这行诗意义深远。快乐带来的睿智存在于敏锐的洞察力之间，不会因忧虑而含混迷惑，也不会因绝望与厌倦而黯然模糊，更不会因恐惧而造成盲点。
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.
积极的快乐 – 并非单纯的满意或知足 – 通常不期而至，就像四月里突然下起的春雨，或是花蕾的突然绽放。然后，你就会发觉与快乐结伴而来的究竟是何种智慧。草地更青翠，鸟吟更甜美，朋友的缺点也变得更能让人理解，宽容。快乐就像是一副眼镜，可以矫正你的精神视力。
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.
快乐的视野并不仅限于你周围的.事物。当你不快乐的时候，你的思维陷入情感上的悲哀，你的眼界就像是被一道墙给阻隔了，而当你快乐时，这道墙就会砰然倒塌。
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.
你的眼界变得更为宽广。你脚下的大地，你身边的世界，包括人，思想，情感与压力，现在都融入了更为广阔的景象之中，其间每件事物 的比例都更加合理。而这就是睿智的起始。
——英语美文欣赏 (菁华6篇)
Looking at myself in the mirror this morning, I found my body a bit thinner and my face looked pale. I tried to squeeze a smile, but the mirror showed me an ugly smelling face. I shaved, took a shower and even prayed some perfume on myself, but I just felt sad and lonely.
I’ve been living alone for weeks. I miss you, dear! Although I have no idea where you are or what you are doing right now, I guess you must be somewhere thinking about me too. This is what I always do to comfort myself. I know the fact that you have left me forever. I just don’t want to remind myself of it.
You’ve never come back home since you moved out, without even taking away most of your belongings. Working hard everyday, I feel lazy to clean up your stuff, so I leave them alone in the rooms. Whenever I get home, I would imagine that you are lying in the sofa and giving me a wel come hug, just like what you had been doing to me before.
The foods will be there on the table, though they are cooked by our maid. You always passed me chopsticks and spoons when I was ready to eat. You were a good wife, not until now did I realize how important you are in my life. Actually you’re already part of me!
Now I’m free to choose the TV channels, nobody will take away my right to choose the program I life. Now I can sit in front of my 21-inch-screen com*r and talk to my net friends freely. Now I can play my favorite PC games until after mid night. Now I can go to bed without having washed my feet or even face. Now I can do anything I like at home, cause nobody will bother me any more. These things won’t bring to me any happiness at all!
I guess I’m used to having you as a member of my family. I bet I’m used to having you as my wife, my woman and my partner. Sure I know when I am used to having something or someone in my life; I won’t treasure her/it much.
Suddenly I realized how helpless I am. I don’t even know where my tie is, cause I had never worried about these trivial tiny stuff before. You’ve done lots of stuff for me, which have surely spoiled me much! How am I gonna get away from this sad and helpless situation?
I smoke three packages of cigarettes and I only take one meal a day, because I have no appetite! I go home late, always having fun with my friends until after mid night, cause I know you are not at home waiting for me. I don’t press the door bell cause I know nobody will answer. I’m damaging my health to kill the loneliness. I know this is not the correct way, though!
Honey, if only you know how much I love you…..
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Would her life have been different had she been pretty? Chances are it would have. And yet there were a sensitivity and a beauty to her that had nothing to do with looks. She was one to be listened to, whose words were so easy to take to heart. Her words came from a wounded but loving heart, very much like all hearts, but she had more of a need to be aware of it, to live with it and learn from it. She possessed a fine-tuned sense of beauty. Her only fear in life was the loss of a friend.
How long does it take most of us to reach that level of human growth, if we ever get there? We get so consumed and diminished, worrying about all the things that need improving, we can easily forget to cherish those things that last. Friendship, so rare and so good, just needs our care--maybe even the simple gesture of writing a little note now and then, or the dropping of some beautiful words in a basket, in the hope that such beauty will be shared and taken to heart.
the truth of her life was a desire to see beyond the surface for a glimpse of what it is that *. She found beauty and grace and they befriended her, and showed her what is real.
假如给我三天光明Three days to see
Most of us, however, take life for granted. We know that one day we must die, but usually we picture that day as far in the future. When we are in buoyant health, death is all but unimaginable. We seldom think of it. The days stretch out in an endless vista. So we go about our petty tasks, hardly aware of our listless attitude toward life.
但是，我们大多数人把生活认为是理所当然的。我们知道，某一天我们一定会死，但通常我们把那天想象在遥远的将来。当我们心宽体健时，死亡几乎是不可想象的，我们很少想到它。时日在无穷的展望中延展着，于是我们干着琐碎的事情，几手意识不到我们对生活的漠然度。
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 * life. Darkness would make him more appreciative of sight; silence would tech him the joys of sound.
我常常想，如果每个人在他成年的早期有一段时间失聪失明。那会是一种幸事，黑暗会使他更珍惜视力，寂静会教导他享受声音。
Now and them 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.
我曾不时地询问能看见东西的朋友们，以了解他们看到什么。最*，我的一位挚友来看我，她刚从一片森林里散步许久回来，我问她看到了什么，她答道:“没什么特别的。”若不是对这种*静*以为常，我会觉得难以置信，因为很久以来我已确信这种情况:能看得见的人却看不到什么。
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.
我问自己，在林一了吧散步一小时之久而没有看到任何值得注意的东两，那怎么可能呢?我自己，一个不能看见东西的人，仅仅通过触觉，都发现许许多多令我有兴趣的东西，我感受到一片树叶的完美的对称性。我.用手喜爱地抚摸过一株自桦那光滑的树皮，或一棵松树的粗糙树皮。存天。我摸着树干的枝条满怀希望地搜索着嫩芽，那是经过严冬的沉睡后。大自然苏醒的第一个迹象二我抚摸过花朵那令人愉快的天鹅绒般的质地，感觉到它那奇妙的卷曲，一些大自然奇迹就这样展示在我而前。有时，如果幸运，我把手轻轻地放在一棵小树上，还能感受到一只高声歌唱的小鸟的愉快颤抖。我喜欢张开手指，让清凉的溪水从指缝间流过。对我来说，一层茂密的松针叶或一块松软而富弹性的草地比最豪华的波斯地毯更受欢迎。对我来说，四季壮观而华丽的展示是一部令人激动的、无穷无尽的戏剧。这部戏剧的表演，通过我的指尖缓缓流出。
If I speak in the tongues of mortals and of angels, but do not have love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give away all my possessions, and if I hand over my body so that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never ends. But as for prophecies, they will come to an end; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will come to an end. For we know only in part, and we prophesy only in part; but when the complete comes, the partial will come to an end. When I was a child, I thought like a child; when I became and *, I put an end to childish ways. For now we see in mirror, dimly, but then we will see face to face. Now I know only in part; then I will know fully, even as I have been fully known. And now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; and the greatest of these is love.
就算我能说万人的方言和天使的话语，但如果没有爱，我不过就如鸣锣一般；就算我有预知未来的能力，就算我精通各种知识和奥秘，就算我有坚定的信念，但如果没有爱，我就什么都算不上；就算我拿所有的财物周济穷人，就算我能做出舍己为人的壮举，但如果没有爱，我仍将一无所有。
爱是一种忍耐，爱是一种友善；爱不是嫉妒，不是自大，不是鲁莽，不是固执己见，不是轻易发怒。爱意味着憎恶不义，赞赏真理；爱意味着包容一切，相信一切，对生活充满希望，并能忍受生活中的一切。
爱是永无止境的，但又是有尽头的；就像知识一样，必将归于乌有。我们现在搜掌握的知识很有限，当我们掌握了完整的知识时，有限的知识必将归于乌有。当我还是一个孩子的时候，我像孩子一样说话，像孩子一样思考问题，像孩子一样推理；但我一旦成年，就不再像孩子一样了。现阶段，我们很多时候好像是从镜子里观看事物，对很多事物都看不清，但有朝一日我们会直面这些事物。现阶段，我知道的东西很有限，但有朝一日我会懂得一切。
如今，常存在人们心中的东西有三样：信念、希望和爱，而其中爱是最重要的！
Would her life have been different had she been pretty? Chances are it would have. And yet there were a sensitivity and a beauty to her that had nothing to do with looks. She was one to be listened to, whose words were so easy to take to heart. Her words came from a wounded but loving heart, very much like all hearts, but she had more of a need to be aware of it, to live with it and learn from it. She possessed a fine-tuned sense of beauty. Her only fear in life was the loss of a friend.
How long does it take most of us to reach that level of human growth, if we ever get there? We get so consumed and diminished, worrying about all the things that need improving, we can easily forget to cherish those things that last. Friendship, so rare and so good, just needs our care--maybe even the simple gesture of writing a little note now and then, or the dropping of some beautiful words in a basket, in the hope that such beauty will be shared and taken to heart.
the truth of her life was a desire to see beyond the surface for a glimpse of what it is that *. She found beauty and grace and they befriended her, and showed her what is real.
National Teacher Day is always the Tuesday of the first full week of May. And it is always for our students to give our special thanks to our lovely teacher.
I still remember last year when I was feeling lost,down and out,I had no idea about my life,my love,my study even doubt why I was here in the world.So then came so much wine and smoke,I was tired,physical and mental.I even wanted to end my life just jumping from the top of our building.
Then my teacher came to me, she said she knew what I was afraid of, she also told me that's very common like many young people of my age. She told me to call her anytime I need her help.I did so ,we often chat miracle and made some phone call.I just can't remember when come the mirical.I have found myself now!!!
Another teacher's day,to all the teachers,to our parents.
——伤感美文欣赏6篇
一个人走在湖边，带着湿气的风轻轻的吹着。
没有白天的喧嚣和吵闹，只有花草的香气和虫儿的鸣叫，不知不觉思绪飘到了从前。
一身蓝白色长裙，一头精干的短发，高挑的身材透着娇柔和妩媚，一个那时候让我魂牵梦绕的女人，一个我心里永远的傻丫头。
六月曾经的一天，我们一起挽着手，幸福的走在这条路上，阳光肆无忌惮的撒在她的脸上，美的让人不敢直视，那甜甜的笑容让人神魂颠倒，那时候在心里默默的对自己说!傻子你是世界上最幸福的男人!记得那天是傻丫头的生日，看着她满足的表情，我的心里美美的，因为能让我和她一起度过一个难忘的日子，人生知足有几，能和心爱的人一起这就是幸福。
那天以后傻子对傻丫头的爱与日俱增，哪怕分开一分钟他都觉得是损失，他会想她，真的很想，不在一起的时光就像没有水的鱼，没有雨露滋润的花草，不知道未来要怎么活。
也许真的是造化弄人，也许是有缘无分，工作的关系傻子每天要忙到很晚，白天还要帮助傻丫头干活，一个人的精力是有限的，渐渐的傻子变得木讷了，只知道*惯性的关心傻丫头，而忽略了她心里的感受，在傻子看来该做的都在做，而傻丫头觉得这不是她想要的，无休止的争吵彼此都累了，傻子的倔强就像关心傻丫头一样坚决，傻丫头的想法也还是一样的强势，满目疮痍的心透着凄凉，就像歌里唱的一样，我是不是该安静的走开，因为傻子只喜欢自己让傻丫头笑，而不是因为自己而让傻丫头不开心。
又在六月的一天，很重要的一天，这天是傻丫头的生日，这几天傻丫头很不开心，也许还是因为傻子的粗心，这天傻子很早的来到傻丫头家，千方百计的哄傻丫头开心，傻子最拿手的就是死皮赖脸，一个巴掌之后，傻丫头笑了，还是那样的动人，脸上火辣辣的痛，心里确是甜蜜的，因为看到傻丫头笑了，傻丫头答应晚上和傻子一起吃饭，傻子心里乐开了花，因为那段时间他太累了，白天晚上的工作让他心力憔悴，傻子自己也知道忽略了傻丫头，今天能答应和他一起吃饭，傻子也想对傻丫头说句对不起。
怎奈何天不遂人愿，就在她们分开的短短半个小时，傻丫头答应了别人，晚上一起出去玩，当短信进到傻子手机里的时候，傻子的心好痛，像整个心都空了，被人生生的撕开，这种无声的疼深深的刺痛着可怜的傻子，呆呆的望着人潮涌动的大街，傻子觉得自己好孤单，一个小时，两个小时，三个小时，时间一点点的过去，说好的九点就回来，傻子默默的等着，傻子不敢打电话，因为傻子怕傻丫头不高兴，五个小时过去了，傻子开始担心傻丫头，开始不停的拨通她的电话，一遍，两遍，三遍，无休止的无人接听，从第一遍电话到傻丫头醉意重重的回来，傻子不知道自己是怎么过来的，好像一个世纪那么长，好像自己一下子就年过古稀了，没有责怪，没有解释，留下哀莫大于心死的傻子，和那句不停在傻子耳边回响的话，你永远没他懂我，傻子的心被无情的敲碎，无地自容的感觉像洪水猛兽一样向傻子袭来，默默的为傻丫头盖上被子，天在下雨，好大雨，默默的傻子一个人走在雨里，老天在哭吗?不是的，老天在笑，再笑人世间还有这样的一个傻子，雨水和泪水混在一起，从脸上流到了地上，雨水带走了眼泪，也带走了心里的傻丫头，第二天两个人默契的选择了分开，是心甘情愿吗?也许只有天知道!
小雨轻轻的落下，把傻子从回忆里拉出来，傻子自言自语的说:宁愿看着傻丫头在别人的怀里笑，也不愿傻丫头挽着傻子的手哭。
走过后悔又能怎样
很小的时候，心里总有一个很美的梦，梦着那个站在讲台上的是你，梦着哪天自己也会穿着那天使的衣裳，梦着，梦着…梦着所有一切美好的东西……
青春年少的时候，偶尔也会去梦一下下小时候的梦，是很美，却美得让人难以接*，发现去努了力却还很远的时侯，心开始退却了，小小的肩膀想撑起自己的天很难，很难……
再大一点的时候，梦远了，也淡了，因为心里已经知道梦以碎了，不再去想，不再去怀念，因为那时才知道，才知道是自己把梦弄丢了，找不回来了，能过一天是一天，与其说是在过日子，不如说是在混时间，只是在夜深人静的时候，会有一滴泪从眼角滑落，很咸，很涩，没有多的，只有一滴，生活是现实的，找个肩膀靠靠吧，梦没了，人要活，日子也要过
所以寻寻觅觅，寻寻觅觅，谁的肩膀更塌实，哪个的肩膀更宽，在爱情与面包之间徘徊，在爱情与亲情之间无奈…最后，由它去吧，要怎样就怎样，活着不能只为自己啊！或许还可以用自己的方式活出自己的天！
我没有哭、只是一遍一遍抚摸伤口。
以前，有过裂痕的地方，已经冻结成疤。再也不会痛、就这样愈合。
一个人的夜空，不再动容。也许，咱们是最相似的人，心还是会颤抖。或许、你还会想念你的TA，即使我一向站在你的身后。
没有人许我生命一世，完美总是像肥皂泡泡那样易逝。怕我的心，随你而卧、再不苏醒。
我一向默默的，想发奋融进你的性命，我能够承担你的忧伤，你的痛，你的不愉悦，和你所有的眼泪与难过。可突然，怕你抽离我的性命。茫然不知所措。
也许，我真的不够强大，不够包容。我的心溢出悲伤，在你看不见的天空。
亲爱、究竟怎样、咱们才能终这生命，换个白头偕老。
我从不轻易说爱，我怕它的分量太重，我会倾我所有。我有的温暖不多，可我还是愿意给你。
心口莫名的疼痛，转身，怕自我有眼泪，滑落。
点根烟，只是想烧掉寂寞。
痛过之后，更多的便是淡漠。痛苦需要发泄，可你的难过为谁、我不知，可我的痛，却只是为你
我不敢触碰，怕自我的心早已千疮百孔。害怕心痛的感觉，更害怕自我在心底哭的感觉。害怕自我会坚持不住，逃离你的生活。无意中总会敲出你的名字，然后看着屏幕，静静地、忘了下一步。
我并非忧伤，我只是找不到理由、愉悦。
所有的人，都会有伤口。有的人沦陷，有的人淡漠。我摇摆在两端，无从坠落。
有些情绪，自我最懂，不需要诉说。
会看着某些东西，持续的失眠，也学*并领悟隐身，可等待永远得到的都是沉默。
我开始厌恶这样的我，躺在床上、盯着头上的天花板，发呆、、
经历了漫长的时刻，终是会慢慢安静下来。我知道难过，并不是堕落的借口，谁都会寂寞。
我却不是原来那个我、我不怕别人鄙视我。正因我的情绪，你不懂。
我知道，我还是那么任性。那么不懂事，那么的不成熟。但是我知道我，渐渐沉淀下来的空洞。
写情绪，是给自我看的，无关任何人。痛或者、不痛，那也只是一种偶尔泛滥的思绪。
一向都说，要好好过。
一向都说，会好好爱。
一向都说，会好好珍惜。
但是，我呢！
渐渐的、不知道，咱们究竟要什么。
渐渐的，忘记了以前说过的语言。
渐渐的，满口誓言，诠释谎言，自我说着都不信。
怕看透，怕难过，更怕现实太多残酷。
我想，我会这样安静，我想，我会这样沉默。这样，也许就很好。终究要自我学*并领悟，应对一切的一切。会一向默默的在你身后，即使像泡沫，即使，没结果…
很小的时候，心里总有一个很美的梦，梦着那个站在讲台上的是你，梦着哪天自己也会穿着那天使的衣裳，梦着，梦着…梦着所有一切美好的东西……
青春年少的时候，偶尔也会去梦一下下小时候的梦，是很美，却美得让人难以接*，发现去努了力却还很远的时侯，心开始退却了，小小的肩膀想撑起自己的天很难，很难……
再大一点的时候，梦远了，也淡了，因为心里已经知道梦以碎了，不再去想，不再去怀念，因为那时才知道，才知道是自己把梦弄丢了，找不回来了，能过一天是一天，与其说是在过日子，不如说是在混时间，只是在夜深人静的时候，会有一滴泪从眼角滑落，很咸，很涩，没有多的，只有一滴，生活是现实的，找个肩膀靠靠吧，梦没了，人要活，日子也要过
所以寻寻觅觅，寻寻觅觅，谁的肩膀更塌实，哪个的肩膀更宽，在爱情与面包之间徘徊，在爱情与亲情之间无奈…最后，由它去吧，要怎样就怎样，活着不能只为自己啊！或许还可以用自己的方式活出自己的天！
与你今世的纠结，已成歌
莫小茉不漂亮，却很吸引眼光。细长的眼睛，单眼皮，眼尾轻轻上扬，飞入飘动的发间。五官很*淡，但是放在一起有种特别的味道。似茉莉花香，若有若无，似是而非，干净，透明，淡漠却别有风情。
小茉喜欢随心所欲的生活状态，喜爱呼吸自由的味道，有点任性，但不会无理取闹。不太喜欢家庭生活模式，曾经有过一段婚姻生活，坚持了一年，还是放弃了。她无法忍受那么美丽的爱情被柴米油盐鸡零狗碎破坏。分开以后她与原来的老公保持着很好的友谊，她还是喜欢现在这样的感觉。闺蜜骂她对感情有洁癖，哪有那么完美的爱情？不然就是还没有遇到真命天子，没有尝过低到尘埃里的痛楚。
“不然让我们家大伟收了你，省得他在外面拈花惹草让我受那些小妖精的气！我们可以学古人共侍一夫嘛。”闺蜜口无遮拦地说着。小茉无奈地翻翻白眼，索性带上耳机将她的喋喋不休杜绝耳外。
娇颜是莫小茉大学的死党，人如其名，有一张迷死人不偿命的脸，她活泼外向，个性张扬，在大学里拜倒在她石榴裙下的人不计其数。由于长相和个性的缘故，娇颜从小就没有女朋友，跟小茉成为好友，是因为一次打架。大一的时候，大三的学姐带了几个姐妹找到娇颜，说要给她些颜色。学姐的男朋友偷偷写信给娇颜被她发现，学姐迁怒到娇颜头上，娇颜当然不服，冲突中她势单力薄趋于下风。宿舍楼里袖手旁观看热闹的人很多，*日里见不得娇颜意气风发的学姐学妹在一旁幸灾乐祸，小茉在一边看不下去，上来很轻松帮娇颜解了围。小茉六岁就开始学跆拳道，在上大学之前已经是黑带三段。没有人会想到貌不惊人、沉默寡言的莫小茉有这么一手，都傻了眼。娇颜问小茉为什么帮她，小茉淡淡的说，她见不得别人以强凌弱。一句话让娇颜死心塌地缠上小茉，缠得小茉焦头烂额。小茉对娇颜说，我不喜欢被人关注，你太惹眼，别老是跟着我。娇颜认真地说，古人滴水之恩当涌泉相报，你对我有救命之恩，我不能忘恩负义啊，从今以后我就是你的人了，小茉只有举手投降的份儿。那以后飞扬跋扈的娇颜和人淡如菊的莫小茉成了校园里最惹眼的风景。
——美文欣赏 (菁华6篇)
灰黄而曲折的道路
延伸远方，链接踉跄的脚步
乱石，一簇簇蓬勃的野草
和沙砾织成悠远的孤独
视线被孤独浸湿
淹没在荒原的怀抱
一株瘦影，支起冷峻的风骨
树杈，拔出利剑
闪烁冷森森的蓝光
等待黎明，与太阳对决
背后是干枯的荒野
只有风寂寞地吹
晨曦初露，还未攻破最后暗黑
这一片沉寂，空虚的天空
冰冷缠绕着头颅
诗人写不出温暖的句子
微蓝最终泻露一地
渗透埋藏的根须，触动了生机
太阳从云端露出峥嵘
射出无尽的炽箭，燃烧着火焰
苍瘦的孤独气绝倒地
浑身插满羽箭
暗红色的血液喷薄而出，奔流成河
昨夜的恐惧魂飞魄散
一群乌鸦赶来，加入隆重的葬礼
呜咽地哭泣，残愁没有立锥之地方
绿洲，长河的尽头初露端倪
青色的信念，骑着风一样马匹
一段关于梦的传说，落脚古老的家园
我保证，那绝不是荒芜的返回
昨天如同经霜的枫叶，总是在红透时依依飘落。怀念是一种追寻，一丝柔情，一段哀愁，一缕相思，一瓣梦痕，都会流成动人心弦的乐章。
怀念是杯甘醇的美酒，喝一口便酩酊在黄昏的熏风里。那爬树掏雀蛋的欢乐，摆家家做新娘的童真，追逐檐楣乳燕听母亲悠长的呼唤。故园的童年撒满了梦的花瓣。
怀念是枚相思的红豆，结满绿肥红瘦的日记里沉落着少女鹅黄色的梦帆船，沉淀的情感染绿多少个烛火轻摇的夜晚。
怀念是一页芬芳的日历，流曳出岁月的璀璨。大学校园的月朗星稀，异地它乡的孤独疲倦，穿过荆棘丛足迹留下的殷殷血滴。一次又一次的狂风暴雨，一个又一个月朗风清的日子，葱绿的橄榄树栖满了风霜片片。
怀念是本抒情的散文诗。濛濛细雨淋湿了一串坎坷的音符，携手走过人生的风风雨雨，波光潋滟中横一叶安谧的小舟谛听水花的轻吟细语。
人生会老，但心中如画的风景千年不变。
怀念是生命的绿地，愿把岁月装帧成册，怀念便是永恒的封面。
渴望与她并蒂而生，开在花季，彼此为岸，只为相遇的那一瞬间，迸发着热情，虽然不过是镜花水月，但相互安抚的玫瑰色记忆，是置于手心里那洁白的清香，永世芬芳
其实我心里一直都明白，我自始至终都是一个人，*惯了在人前把自己武装在坚强的外壳之中，*静的对待所有的伤痛。只是独自寂寞时，会在脑海中唤出年少的我们，曾经的两个少年，纯美的模样，共赴一场幻想中的绚丽演出。然而幕布终归落下，随着她的离开，也终于完成了我的成长，一夜之间
春分，夏至，白露，霜降。我终于明白，正如方大同翻唱的《红豆》：
相聚离开都有时候没有什么会永垂不朽
可是我有时候宁愿选择留恋不放手
等到风景都看透也许你会陪我看细水长流
泪落
四月三十日，学校组织我们一、二、三年级去广州瀛州生态园――水乡明珠春游。
我们八点三十分动身，坐了大约一小时零三分钟的车后，我们就到达了广州瀛州生态园――水乡明珠。
我们进去以后，我们就来到了一个机动游戏的地方。老师让我们一个一个地进去玩，我是最后一组玩的。当停止后，我去找背包，我不见我的背包了，只好垂头气的去凑集，当何树恒跑过来问我怎么了，我定睛一看，本来何树恒拿错了我的背包，我立刻告知何树恒说：“何树恒，你拿错我的背包了”。我一边说一边取下我的背包，何树恒立即跑回原地找背包……
我们组的梁舜希、李睿、何树恒、姚嘉杰、我还有罗浩洋准备去鬼屋，成果钱不够，只好去套小鸡了。我们套完小鸡后，就去沙地里挖恐龙化石。
中午一点多的时候，我们就坐车回校啦。
目光游神不定，脚步不由自己控制，在他人疑惑的眼神中，我自顾自的疯狂的奔跑穿梭于火车站，可一次又一次的没有让我的心冷了，难道已经走了?不可能.不!
现实让我害怕，后悔，复杂的感情一瞬间涌上心头，让我哭笑不得.我只能停下慌忙的脚步，在认为奇迹可能光顾的地方站住，我茫然了……
面对人山人海的繁华的大街，和旁边一次次上演的离别迷留的萤幕，我有些害怕了。也许，不见他我就不会流泪了……
傻傻的座在候车室的座位上，死死的盯着检票口，这也许是唯一的希望了。我真的无能为力了，只能听天由命了!
也许上天有了怜悯之心，可怜我这个傻女孩了，他出现了，我的付出，值了!
同那凡尘的世人一样，我抑制了很久的泪水终于还是流出了 列车停了短短的五分钟，也正是这五分钟，让我们再一次分离.站在原地，身体里还有他的余温，但火车已走了，消失在我那模糊的视线中……再见了!
今春的雨水很多，气温一直没有升上来，让人觉得凄冷而落寞。天空放晴的时候，已是接*清明。然后便是绿叶和红花，便是鸟儿们快乐的吟唱。
不知从何时起，我发现燕子开始在廊檐下徘徊。燕子的表情无法读清，只是雪白的檐壁衬得他孤单而刺眼。
这几年，燕子成了稀客，偶尔见到黑色的闪电耀了一下眼，还没等缓过神来，就不见了踪迹。也许只是路过，或是为了觅食才光顾钢筋水泥的丛林。也不知他是不是我家老屋的常客，为了多年前我们的眷顾而来感恩。一切安好吧，我的故人，如今你找到栖息的家园了么？
可是，今天，明明我见到你衔泥而来，一次又一次敲打着坚硬的廊壁，只为将一点泥土播种在*滑的檐角。当你的执著终于换来一滩污迹，我才明白你的落魄。你已顾不得危险而孤注一掷，只为有一个存身立命的场所。
——童言美文欣赏 (菁华3篇)
因为孩子读书的事，我和妻子发生了比较激烈的争吵。
老师几乎天天发微信，强烈“建议”小女儿留级，妻子不同意，我认为再读个一年级基础打牵点好。她认为小孩会“油条”了，得过且过。开始只是商量，后来就吵起来了。大女儿一直叫我们好好说，我们放低了声音，依然没停，你一句我一句，彼此指责对方。
小女儿突然冲过来扑向我，小脑袋撞向我的肚子，一双小手推搡着我，大声说：“给妈妈道谦！快，给妈妈道谦，快点道谦…”，“为什么要给妈妈道谦”。“因…因为男要爱女，女…女要爱男！”，小家伙结巴着说，我说谁跟你说的，她仰起小脸，瞪着两只小圆眼晴说，“我自己想着说的”。我和妻忍不住相视一笑，“那为什妈妈不给爸爸道歉？！”，我问。“因为你是男生，男生要让着女生，懂吗？”，“哦，好吧！”我笑着说。
我给她妈道了歉。小家伙点点头，依然没完，拉着我的手说：“你和妈妈吵架，那妈妈会走的，那妈妈会找别人的爸爸，你又找别人的妈妈，那我叫谁叫“爸爸”叫谁叫“妈妈”啦？”我笑着抱起她，无言以对。她突然哽咽着说：“对不起爸爸妈妈！都是因为我，我学*不好，所以老师才看不起，才让你们生气了”，“你们打我是爱我，我不怪你们的，等我长大了，我会买车买房子你们，还买衣服你们！”。
“那你知道学*不好，别人看不起，为什不努力，还屡教不改贪玩，”，我说。小家伙没吭声，挣脱我，急急跑去拿书，然后大声读着。“你要时时这样努力，不能只一下，过后又疯玩”，她妈妈说，小家伙含着泪花点点头。又跑到我面前，仰着小脑瓜看我说，“看着我眼睛没？”“怎么了？”我问，“你看着我眼睛，”她盯着我瞪着小绿豆眼，圆圆的小眼睛挂着泪滴儿，“你是老公，妈妈是你老婆对不对？”她用一只手扳着另一只手的大拇指，“对呀！”我说。“那老公要爱老婆知道吗？你要爱妈妈，不能和她吵，知道吗？”她一本正经的说。“这些你哪儿学的呀？说电视学的，咱们家又没装电视，手机你偶尔看看动画片，你哪儿学的呀？”我问她，“我自己想着说的呗！”，她说。“你是男生，知道吗？以后不要惹女生生气啦！”她用小拳头捶着我的胸堂。
我和妻子相对默默无语……
我们决定不给她留级了，我们相信她的末来，一定有属于她自己的天空！
一、顿悟
两岁多的麒麟看见妈妈在欣赏自己的结婚照片，麒麟也凑过来看，发现爸爸妈妈的结婚照上没有自己，很奇怪地问：“妈妈，这上面怎么没有我？”妈妈正不知怎么回答，只见麒麟仰起头一脸天真地顿悟道：“妈妈，你和爸爸结婚的时候，我在旁边捡炸鞭吧？是不是？”妈妈大笑答：“嗯”，麒麟高兴地边跑开边说：“我在捡鞭哟，在捡鞭。”
二、机智巧答
麒麟两三岁时放在几个姨妈家玩，暑假的一个中午午睡，他的三姨爹领着三个小姨老表在客厅的地上游戏。三姨爹故意逗最小的麒麟说：“麒麟，你给我滚。”麒麟当时大眼睛愣了一下，随即自己解围说：“我打个滚。”说着就在*子上就势打了个滚。三姨爹大笑赞其聪明。
三、童言无忌
一天，五岁多的麒麟和妈妈不知说什么说到兴起，陡然，他对妈妈信口说：“妈妈，你不知道，其实我一直待在你的肚子里的。”闻听此言，妈妈震惊好笑，说“原来是这样”。
又一日，不知何事母子两个闹了小矛盾，麒麟大人对妈妈说：“请你把我放回你的肚子里去。我不出来了。”妈妈决然告禀：“生出来了就回不去了。”
四、趣解
一日，有同事在家里去玩，一两岁的麒麟小子看见该大妈脸上有颗黑痣，他不知道是痣，指着大妈的脸对爸爸妈妈说：“大妈脸上有蚊子的屎。”惹得一屋人哄堂大笑，大妈连说：“麒麟，你的解释太经典了。可以上《笑林》。”
五、孝心
一日，奶奶给两岁的麒麟喂饭，麒麟颇为感动，对奶奶亲热地说：“奶奶，我长大了给你买糖吃呀。”
两岁多时一家人围在一起看电视剧《水浒》，当看到林冲被逼在梁山落草必须杀一个人才能入伙，躲在树林子里准备对一个用独轮车推着老母亲的母子下手时，幼小的麒麟正站在他奶奶旁边看电视，正在这紧急关头，只见小麒麟嚎啕大哭，拉着他奶奶的手，大喊：“不要杀老奶奶，不要杀老奶奶。”他奶奶忙安慰他：“别哭，乖麒麟，看，没杀。”当看到同样心慈的林冲下不了手，真没杀时，才停了哭。
两三岁的麒麟在大姨妈家度暑假，每天大姨妈把他洗得干干净净的，一日他搂着大姨妈的脖子亲热地对姨妈说：“大姨妈，你老了，我也把你洗得白白胖胖的呀！”
在我们的日常生活中，有时会询问幼儿：“你在生活中遇到过困难吗？”幼儿大多都迅速而果断地回答：“我没有困难。”童真的答话令我们感到好笑，同时也使我沉思：因为在不久前，一位小班的老师同样也给我讲了一个类似的笑话：一次区域游戏结束，班里的一名男孩子双手端着一大盒玩具问：“老师玩具放哪儿呀？”这位老师*惯性地说：“小玩具送回家。”孩子疑惑：“那大玩具呢？ 老师恍然大悟：哦！这盒玩具不玩了把它送回家。
我想作为一名幼儿园教师肯定在自己的工作中都曾遇到过类似的情形，在孩子们为我们的问题迷惑不解时，是否我们也应该试着走进他们的心灵呢？
首先：我们在抛向孩子一个球时，先要想一想，他们能否跳一跳就够着。还是距离太远，幼儿达不到。这样，我们就要降低难度，尽量让孩子们能接受，那够起来会方便许多。
其次，要了解幼儿的生活环境和身心发展特点，提出幼儿能够听的懂的问题，如果一次受挫，教师要反思一下：是问题太难了，还是幼儿根本不理解我们的话。小中大班幼儿各有特点，大班如果还使用小班时的拟人话语，幼儿可能就把它当现实了；反之，对于小班幼儿，问题太直接他可能生活经验少，不想随口便答，容易使老师陷入尴尬，所以，教师要学会如何和幼儿去无障碍地用语言交流。
