英语优美散文片段

英语优美散文片段篇一
《英语精品优美散文》

“Each time we face a fear, we gain strength, courage, and confidence in the doing.” ~Unknown

I’m 25 years old and I’m currently in Minsk, Belarus, but that’s not where I’m from. In my relatively short life I’ve lived in many cities and countries all around the world, including Amsterdam, Cape Town (South Africa), Prague, Budapest, and Paris, to name a few. I went to many of these places on my own or because of a new friend or girlfriend I met. I was only able to make these moves because I overcame my shyness and learned to be confident.

For most of my life I was incredibly shy and introverted and had minimal self-confidence. I didn’t have many friends at school, I wasn’t popular at all, and I got made fun of regularly. I never understood why, because I’m a nice guy, smart, okay-looking. But whatever the reasons, it conditioned me to believe that there was something wrong with me and that I just didn’t make the grade of a good human being.

This had a big affect on my confidence and it caused me to become even more introverted than I naturally was because it was just easier to pull back into my world than deal with criticism.

Communities like schools, universities, and work places tend to be very “cliquey.” Groups form, and it can be difficult to associate with people from another group, but it’s not impossible.

Once you get a better understanding of social dynamics it becomes a lot easier to make friends and increase your social circles, no matter where in the world you are.

It took me years of trial and error, with countless experiments, books, seminars, and tons of failure and rejection before I overcame my shyness and built my confidence.

The good news is that it doesn’t need to take you nearly half as long to become more confident, both to make new friends and increase your odds of success.

Sometimes people can be quick to judge and label based on stereotypes and perceptions. Not everyone will take the time to reach out to you and get to know you before they label you. This brings me to my first tip:

One of the best ways to overcome shyness is to make it a habit of speaking to everyone. This sounds like a bit of a catch-22 situation, since you need to have confidence to be able to speak to people, and you need to speak to people to build confidence. The trick is to

start small, for example just start saying “hello” or “good morning” to one person every day.

Then when you start feeling more comfortable with this, start speaking to two people every day, and increase the length of your conversations.

Don’t limit yourself to speaking to people you know or “click” with. Talk to everyone in your community, talk to men, women, young, old, whether they seem normal, strange, or crazy—even if it’s just to say hello.

Many people won’t take the initiative to get to know you, so that just means you have to get to know them and give them the chance to get to know you.

You’ll find that the majority of people who you start a conversation with are really friendly. If you remember this, reaching out to someone new won’t seem so scary.

Many insecurities, fears, and doubts stem from lack of understanding or lack of knowledge about something. The more you understand and know about a situation, the more comfortable you will be and thus the less power your shyness will have over you.

Let’s take for example the subject of public speaking. This is an activity that terrifies most people half to death, but only because most people don’t have much knowledge about it. If you do some research and investigation, you’ll come to learn that it’s perfectly natural to be terrified of public speaking, and that almost every single person has the same fears and insecurities that you do.

When you take it further and ask yourself why you are so terrified of this, you’ll come to learn that you are scared of being judged, or of being laughed at. From there, you can go and read and learn about people who are good at public speaking—learn their tips and strategies.

This way you are much more prepared because your knowledge on the subject is vast. As a result of this, your confidence will already be much higher than before, which might allow you to attempt public speaking when you join a club like Toastmasters. As you practice more, you will naturally become even more confident.

This rule applies to any area where you feel insecure. Read and research as much about the topic as possible. This will help increase your confidence enough to give the activity a try to see if you might be able to become better at it. And that initial confidence to take action is all you need to get the ball rolling and overcome your shyness.

Overcoming Shyness Tip #3: Practice and Be Persistent

The third and final tip that you need for overcoming shyness is to practice endlessly and never give up. Theory and education will only show you the path to becoming confident, but you still need to actually walk it to gain the full benefits.

The more you practice, the better you’ll become. At anything.

If you want to become better at public speaking, you need to give dozens and dozens of speeches to feel at ease with it.

I used to be super shy when it came to talking to girls, and as a result my relationship with the opposite sex was pretty much non-existent.

I started by reading every book related to dating and talking to strangers that I could get my hands on. After that, I spent close to three years approaching literally hundreds of girls in clubs, bars, and malls. It was the only way to overcome my shyness and become confident at talking to them.

Approaching so many girls, I faced a lot of rejection. At times that was painful and

damaging to my ego and self-esteem, but I always kept in mind that it was necessary for improvement. So I kept going.

That’s exactly what you need to do to overcome your shyness: take action, practice, and don’t give up until you get the results you were aiming for. You will face setbacks, failures, and rejections, but ultimately those are all necessary to build more confidence.

I know what it’s like to be shy and have little or no confidence, and I know for a fact that you can turn that around.

英语优美散文片段篇二
《英语优美散文欣赏》

生而为赢

——新东方英语背诵美文30篇

目录：

·第一篇：Youth 青春

·第二篇： Three Days to See(Excerpts)假如给我三天光明（节选）

·第三篇：Companionship of Books 以书为伴（节选）

·第四篇：If I Rest, I Rust 如果我休息，我就会生锈

·第五篇：Ambition 抱负

·第六篇：What I have Lived for 我为何而生

·第七篇：When Love Beckons You 爱的召唤

·第八篇：The Road to Success 成功之道

·第九篇：On Meeting the Celebrated 论见名人

·第十篇：The 50-Percent Theory of Life 生活理论半对半

·第十一篇：What is Your Recovery Rate? 你的恢复速率是多少？

·第十二篇：Clear Your Mental Space 清理心灵的空间

·第十三篇：Be Happy 快乐

·第十四篇：The Goodness of life 生命的美好

·第十五篇：Facing the Enemies Within 直面内在的敌人

·第十六篇：Abundance is a Life Style 富足的生活方式

·第十七篇：Human Life a Poem 人生如诗

·第十八篇：Solitude 独处

·第十九篇：Giving Life Meaning 给生命以意义

·第二十篇：Relish the Moment 品位现在

·第二十一篇：The Love of Beauty 爱美

·第二十二篇：The Happy Door 快乐之门

·第二十三篇：Born to Win 生而为赢

·第二十四篇：Work and Pleasure 工作和娱乐

·第二十五篇：Mirror, Mirror--What do I see镜子,镜子,告诉我

·第二十六篇：On Motes and Beams 微尘与栋梁

·第二十七篇：An October Sunrise 十月的日出

·第二十八篇：To Be or Not to Be 生存还是毁灭

·第二十九篇：Gettysburg Address 葛底斯堡演说

·第三十篇：First Inaugural Address(Excerpts) 就职演讲（节选）

·第一篇：Youth 青春

Youth

Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.

Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of 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 spirit back to dust.

Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being‟s heart the lure of wonders, the unfailing appetite for 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, courage and power from man and from the infinite, so long as you are young.

When your aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you‟ve grown old, even at 20; but as long as your aerials are up, to catch waves of optimism, there‟s hope you may die young at 80.

·第二篇： Three Days to See(Excerpts)假如给我三天光明（节选）

Three Days to See

All of us have read thrilling stories in which the hero had only a limited and specified time to live. Sometimes it was as long as a year, sometimes as short as 24 hours. But always we were interested in discovering just how the doomed hero chose to spend his last days or his last hours. I speak, of course, of free men who have a choice, not condemned criminals whose sphere of activities is strictly delimited.

Such stories set us thinking, wondering what we should do under similar circumstances. What events, what experiences, what associations should we crowd into those last hours as mortal beings, what regrets?

Sometimes I have thought it would be an excellent rule to live each day as if we should die tomorrow. Such an attitude would emphasize sharply the values of life. We should live each day with gentleness, vigor and a keenness of appreciation which are often lost when time stretches before us in the constant panorama of more days and months and years to come. There are those, of course, who would adopt the Epicurean motto of “Eat, drink, and be merry”. But most people would be chastened by the certainty of impending death.

In stories the doomed hero is usually saved at the last minute by some stroke of fortune, but almost always his sense of values is changed. He becomes more appreciative of the meaning of life and its permanent spiritual values. It has often been noted that those who live, or have lived, in the shadow of death bring a mellow sweetness to everything they do.

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.

The same lethargy, I am afraid, characterizes the use of all our faculties and senses. Only the deaf appreciate hearing, only the blind realize the manifold blessings that lie in sight. Particularly does this observation apply to those who have lost sight and hearing in adult life. But those who have never suffered impairment of sight or hearing seldom make the fullest use of these blessed faculties. Their eyes and ears take in all sights and sounds hazily, without concentration and with little appreciation. It is the same old story of not being grateful for what we have until we lose it, of not being conscious of health until we are ill.

I have often thought it would be a blessing if each human being were stricken blind and deaf for a few days at some time during his early adult life. Darkness would make him more appreciative of sight; silence would teach him the joys of sound.

·第三篇：Companionship of Books 以书为伴（节选）

Companionship of Books

A man may usually be known by the books he reads as well as by the company he keeps; for there is a companionship of books as well as of men; and one should always live in the best company, whether it be of books or of men.

A good book may be among the best of friends. It is the same today that it always was, and it will never change. It is the most patient and cheerful of companions. It does not turn its back 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.

·第四篇：If I Rest,I Rust 如果我休息，我就会生锈

If I Rest, I Rust

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.

碑文上的显着旧钥匙上发现---“如果我休息，我就会生锈”---会是那些与谁是懒散而烦恼的座右铭。即使是最勤奋的人都会接受并利用它来作为警示：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，并签署最终无法完成要求的工作他们。那些谁将会达到高峰达到并保持以伟大的男人必须保持自身才能使用不断打磨，使他们可以解开了知识

的大门，大门入口的守卫专业，科学，艺术，文学，农业部门---每个人的努力。勤奋使光明的钥匙打开金库的成就。如果休米勒在采石场劳作后整天，晚上的时光都献给休息和娱乐，他就不会成为著名的地质学家。著名数学家爱德蒙斯通，就不会出版数学词典，也不会发现开启数学之门的钥匙，如果他给了他闲暇时无所事事，有小苏格兰青年弗格森，让忙碌的大脑去睡觉，而他往往山坡上放羊，而不是由珠计算一个字符串的位置颗的，他就不会成为著名的天文学家。劳动征服一切---不是断断续续的，间歇性或生病定向劳动力，而是忠实，不懈的，每天的努力朝着良好引导的目的。正如真正作为永恒的警惕是自由的代价，因此是永恒的产业崇高而持久成功的代价。

英语优美散文片段篇三
《精美英文散文》

精美英文散文Love Your Life (热爱生活)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 faultfinder will find faults in paradise. Love your life, poor as it is. You may perhaps have some pleasant, thrilling, glorious hours, even in a poorhouse. The setting sun is reflected from the windows of the alms-house as brightly as from the rich man's abode; the snow melts before its door as early in the spring. I do not see but a quiet mind may live as contentedly there, and have as cheering thoughts, as in a palace. The town's poor seem to me often to live the most independent lives of any. May be they are simply great enough to receive without misgiving. Most think that they are above being supported by the town; but it often happens that they are not above supporting themselves by dishonest means. Which should be more disreputable. Cultivate poverty like a garden herb, like sage. Do not trouble yourself much to get new things, whether clothes or friends, Turn the old, return to them. Things do not change; we change. Sell your clothes and keep your thoughts.(不论你的生活如何卑贱，你要面对它生活，不要躲避它，更别用恶言咒骂它。它不像你那样坏。你最富有的时候，倒是看似最穷。爱找缺点的人就是到天堂里也能找到缺点。你要爱你的生活，尽管它贫穷。甚至在一个济贫院里，你也还有愉快、高兴、光荣的时候。夕阳反射在济贫院的窗上，像身在富户人家窗上一样光亮；在那门前，积雪同在早春融化。我只看到，一个从容的人，在哪里也像在皇宫中一样，生活得心满意足而富有愉快的思想。城镇中的穷人，我看，倒往往是过着最独立不羁的生活。也许因为他们很大，所以受之无愧。大多数人以为他们是超然的，不靠城镇来支援他们；可是事实上他们是往往利用了不正当的手段来对付生活，他们是毫不超脱的，毋宁是不体面的。视贫穷如园中之花而像圣人一样耕植它吧！不要找新的花样，无论是新的朋友或新的衣服，来麻烦你自己。找旧的，回到那里去。万物不变，是我们在变。你的衣服可以卖掉，但要保留你的思想)二。 Think it over（好好想象）Today we have higher buildings and wider highways, but shorter temperaments and narrower points of view;今天我们拥有了更高层的楼宇以及更宽阔的公路，但是我们的性情却更为急躁，眼光也更加狭隘；We spend more, but enjoy less;我们消耗的更多，享受到的却更少；We have bigger houses, but smaller families;我们的住房更大了，但我们的家庭却更小了；We have more compromises, but less time;

我们妥协更多，时间更少；We have more knowledge, but less judgment;我们拥有了更多的知识，可判断力却更差了；We have more medicines, but less health;我们有了更多的药品，但健康状况却更不如意；We have multiplied out possessions, but reduced out values;我们拥有的财富倍增，但其价值却减少了；We talk much, we love only a little, and we hate too much;我们说的多了，爱的却少了，我们的仇恨也更多了；We reached the Moon and came back, but we find it troublesome to cross our own street and meet our neighbors;我们可以往返月球，但却难以迈出一步去亲近我们的左邻右舍；We have conquered the uter space, but not our inner space;我们可以征服外太空，却征服不了我们的内心；We have higher income, but less morals;我们的收入增加了，但我们的道德却少了；These are times with more liberty, but less joy;我们的时代更加自由了，但我们拥有的快乐时光却越来越少；We have much more food, but less nutrition;我们有了更多的食物，但所能得到的营养却越来越少了；These are the days in which it takes two salaries for each home, but divorces increase;现在每个家庭都可以有双份收入，但离婚的现象越来越多了；These are times of finer houses, but more broken homes;现在的住房越来越精致，但我们也有了更多破碎的家庭；That's why I propose, that as of today;这就是我为什么要说，让我们从今天开始；You do not keep anything for a special occasion because every day that you live is a SPECIAL OCCASION.不要将你的东西为了某一个特别的时刻而预留着，因为你生活的每一天都是那么特别；Search for knowledge, read more, sit on your porch and admire the view without paying attention to your needs;寻找更我的知识，多读一些书，坐在你家的前廊里，以赞美的眼光去享受眼前的风景，不要带上任何功利的想法；Spend more time with your family and friends, eat your favorite foods, visit the places you love;花多点时间和朋友与家人在一起，吃你爱吃的食物，去你想去的地方；Life is a chain of moments of enjoyment; not only about survival;生活是一串串的快乐时光；我们不仅仅是为了生存而生存；Use your crystal goblets. Do not save your best perfume, and use it every time you feel you want it.举起你的水晶酒杯吧。不要吝啬洒上你最好的香水，你想用的时候就享用吧！Remove from your vocabulary phrases like” one of these days” or "someday";从你的词汇库中移去所谓的“有那么一天”或者“某一天”；Let's write that letter we thought of writing "one of these days"!曾打算“有那么一天”去写的信，就在今天吧！Let's tell our families and friends how much we love them;告诉家人和朋友，我

们是多么地爱他们；Do not delay anything that adds laughter and joy to your life;不要延迟任何可以给你的生活带来欢笑与快乐的事情；Every day, every hour, and every minute is special;每一天、每一小时、每一分钟都是那么特别；And you don't know if it will be your last.你无从知道这是否最后刻。

英语优美散文片段篇四
《优美的英语散文》

优美的英语散文

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What I Have Lived For

Bertrand Russell

Three passions, simple but overwhelmingly strong, have governed my life: the longing for love, the search for knowledge, and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind. These passions, like great winds, have blown me hither and thither, in a wayward course, over a deep ocean of anguish, reaching to the verge of despair.

I have sought love, first, because it brings ecstasy --- ecstasy so great that I would have sacrificed all the rest of life for a few hours of this joy. I have sought it, next, because it relieves loneliness --- that terrible loneliness in which one shivering consciousness looks over the rim of the world into cold unfathomable lifeless abyss. I have sought it, finally, because in the union of love I have seen, in a mystic miniature, the

prefiguring vision of the heaven that saints and poets have imagined. This is what I sought, and though it might seem too good for human life, this is what --- at last --- I have found.

With equal passion I have sought knowledge. I have wished to understand the hearts of men, I have wished to know why the stars shine. And I have tried to apprehend the Pythagorean power by which number holds away above the flux. A little of this, but not much, I have achieved.

Love and knowledge, so far as they were possible, led upward toward the heavens. But always pity brought me back to earth. Echoes of cries of pain reverberated in my heart. Children in famine, victims tortured by oppressors, helpless old people a hated burden to their sons, and the whole world of loneliness, poverty, and pain make a mockery of what human life should be. I long to alleviate the evil, but I cannot, and I too suffer.

This has been my life. I have found it worth living, and I would gladly live it again if the chance were offered to me.

我为何而活

伯兰特.罗素

三种简单却极其强烈的情感主宰着我的生活：对爱的渴望、对知识的追求、对人类痛苦的难以承受的怜悯之心。这三种情感，像一阵阵飓风一样，任意地将我吹的飘来荡去，越过痛苦的海洋，抵达绝望的彼岸。

我寻找爱，首先，因为它令人心醉神迷，这种沉醉是如此美妙，以至于我愿意用余生来换取那几个小时的快乐。我寻找爱，其次是因为它会减轻孤独，置身于那种可怕的孤独中，颤抖的灵魂在世界的边缘，看到冰冷的、死寂的、无底深渊。我寻找爱，还因为在爱水乳交融时，在一个神秘的缩影中，我见到了先贤和诗人们所想象的、预览的天堂。 这就是我所追求的，尽管对于凡人来说，这好像是一种奢望。但这是我最终找到的。

我曾以同样的热情来追求知识。我希望能理解人类的心灵，希望能知道为什么星星会发光。我也曾经努力理解毕达哥拉斯学派的理论，他们认为数字主载着万物的此消彼长。我了解了一点知识，但是不多。

爱和知识，可以最大可能地，将人带入天堂。可是，怜悯总是将我带回地面。人们因痛苦而发出的哭声在我心中久久回响，那些饥荒中的

孩子们，被压迫者摧残的受害者们，被子女视为可憎负担的、无助的老人们，以及那无处不在的孤单、贫穷和无助都在讽刺着人类所本应该有的生活。我渴望能够消除人世间的邪恶，可是力不从心，我自己也同样遭受着它们的折磨。

这就是我的生活。我觉得活一场是值得的。如果给我机会的话，我愿意开心地，再活一次。

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伯兰特.罗素（1872-1970）,英国著名哲学家、数学家和文学家。他在多个领域都取得了巨大成就。他所著的《西方的智慧》、《西方哲学史》对中国读者影响很大。

二

Man Is Here For The Sake of Other Men

Albert Einstein

Strange is our situation here upon earth. Each of us comes for a short visit, not knowing why, yet sometimes seeming to divine

a purpose.

From the standpoint of daily life, however, there is one thing we do know that man is here for the sake of other men --- above all for those upon whose smile and well-being our own happiness depends, and also for the countless unknown souls with whose fate we are connected by a bond of sympathy. Many times a day I realize how much my own outer and inner life is built upon the labors of my fellow men, both living and dead, and how earnestly I must exert myself in order to give in return as much as I have received. My peace of mind is often troubled by the depressing sense that I have borrowed too heavily from the work of other men.

To ponder interminably over the reason for one’s own

existence or the meaning of life in general seems to me, from an objective point of view, to be sheer folly. And yet everyone holds certain ideals by which he guides his aspiration and his judgment. The ideals which have always shone before me and filled me with the joy of living are goodness, beauty, and truth. To make a goal of comfort and happiness has never appealed to me; a system of ethics built on this basis would be sufficient only for a herd of cattle.

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《优美英文散文》

1.I love three things in this world. Sun, moon and you. Sun for morning, moon for night , and you forever.予独爱世间三物。昼之日，夜之月，汝之永恒。

2.Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.

生活教会我们，爱并不在于长久地凝视，而在于眺望远方同一方向的希望。

3.Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain.生活不是等待暴风雨过境，而是学会在雨中跳出最美的舞姿。

4.You know my loneliness is only kept for you, my sweet songs are only sung for you.你可知我百年的孤寂只为你一人守侯，千夜的恋歌只为你一人而唱。

5.If living on the earth is a mission from the lord… living with you is the award of the lord…如果活着，是上帝赋予我最大的使命，那么活者有你，将会是上帝赋予我使命的恩赐……

6.Do you understand the feeling of missing someone? It is just like that you will spend a long hard time to turn the ice-cold water you have drunk into tears.你知道思念一个人的滋味吗，就像喝了一大杯冰水，然后用很长很长的时间流成热泪。

7.In such a soft and warm season, please accept my sincere blessing and deep concern for you.在这充满温馨的季节里，给你我真挚的祝福及深深的思念。

8.For our ever-lasting friendship, send sincere blessings and warm greetings to my friends whom I miss so much.一份不渝的友谊，执着千万个祝福，给我想念的朋友，温馨的问候。

9.It is graceful grief and sweet sadness to think of you, but in my heart, there is a kind of soft warmth that can’t be expressed with any choice of words.想你，是一种美丽的忧伤的甜蜜的惆怅，心里面，却是一种用任何语言也无法表达的温馨。

10.You and I remains the same in different time, at different places,among different people; time is changing, space is changing and everything is changing except my miss to you!不同的时间，不同的地点，不同的人群，相同的只有你和我；时间在变，空间在变，不变的只有对你无限的思念！

11.Coffee is lonely without cups just as I am lonely without you.没有杯子……咖啡是寂寞的……没有你……我是孤独的……

12.My heart beats for you every day. I am inspired by you every minute, and I worry about you every second. It is wonderful to have you in my life.每一天都为你心跳，每一刻都被你感动，每一秒都为你担心。有你的感觉真好。

13.No matter the ending is perfect or not, you cannot disappear from my world.我的世界不允许你的消失,不管结局是否完美.

14.Love is a carefully designed lie.爱情是一个精心设计的谎言.

15.Promises are often like the butterfly, which disappear after beautiful hover.承诺常常很像蝴蝶,美丽的飞盘旋然后不见

16.Fading is true while flowering is past凋谢是真实的,盛开只是一种过去

17.Why I have never catched the happiness? Whenever I want you ,I will be accompanyed by the memory of...为什么幸福总是擦肩而过,偶尔想你的时候….就让….回忆来陪我.

18.Love ,promised between the fingers.Finger rift,twisted in the love爱情…在指缝间承诺 指缝….在爱情下交缠.

19.If you weeped for the missing sunset,you would miss all the shining stars如果你为着错过夕阳而哭泣，那么你就要错群星了

20.To feel the flame of dreaming and to feel the moment of dancing,when all the romance is far away,the eternity is always there.感受梦的火焰，感觉飞舞瞬间，当一切浪漫遥远，永恒依然

21.If we can only encounter each other rather than stay with each other,then I wish we had never encountered .如果只是遇见，不能停留，不如不遇.

21.I would like weeping with the smile rather than repenting with the cry,when my heart is broken ,is it needed to fix?宁愿笑著流泪,也不愿哭著说后悔 心碎了,还需再补吗？

22.There are no trails of the wings in the sky, while the birds has flied away.雁过无痕。

23.When a cigar falls in love with a match，it's destined to be hurt.有些爱从一开始就注定会受伤。

24.Only when our eyes have been washed by tears, can we have a broader field of vision. 只有泪水洗过的眼睛,才有更开阔的视野。

25.To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is angelic.为了被爱而爱是人性，而为爱而爱是神性。

26. Every hour of lost time is a chance of future misfortune.一寸光阴一寸金，寸金难买寸光阴。

27.Maybe God wants you to meet many wrong people before you meet the right one, so when this happens, youl will be thankful. 也许上帝让你在遇见那个合适的人之前遇见很多错误的人，所以，当这一切发生的时候，你应该心存感激。

28.A boy will make you think he loves you, but he really doesn't. A girl will make you think she doesn't love you, when she really does. ------ 很多时候，男人会让你觉得他爱上了你，其实他真没有；而女人会让你觉得她不可能会爱上你，结果她却动了心。

29.Love is when you find someone better, yet you stay with the same person you promised to spend forever with——爱情就是当遇到一个更好的人，却依然和那个曾发誓与其共度一生的人在昨天。

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优美的双语散文十六篇

1、What I Have Lived For Bertrand Russell Three passions,simple but overwhelmingly strong,have governed mylife: the longing for love, the search for knowledge, and unbearablepity for the suffering of mankind. These passions, like great winds,have blown me hither and thither, in a wayward course, over a deepocean of anguish, reaching to the verge of despair.

I have sought love, first, because it brings ecstasy --- ecstasyso great that I would have sacrificed all the rest of life for a fewhours of this joy. I have sought it, next, because it relievesloneliness --- that terrible loneliness in which one shiveringconsciousness looks over the rim of the world into cold unfathomablelifeless abyss. I have sought it, finally, because in the union oflove I have seen, in a mystic miniature, the prefiguring vision ofthe heaven that saints and poets have imagined. This is what Isought, and though it might seem too good for human life, this iswhat --- at last --- I have found.

With equal passion I have sought knowledge. I have wished tounderstand the hearts of men, I have wished to know why the starsshine. And I have tried to apprehend the Pythagorean power by whichnumber holds away above the flux. A little of this, but not much, Ihave achieved.

Love and knowledge, so far as they were possible, led upwardtoward the heavens. But always pity brought me back to earth. Echoesof cries of pain reverberated in my heart. Children in famine,victims tortured by oppressors, helpless old people a hated burdento their sons, and the whole world of loneliness, poverty, and painmake a mockery of what human life should be. I long to alleviate theevil, but I cannot, and I too suffer.

This has been my life. I have found it worth living, and I wouldgladly live it again if the chance were offered to me.

我为何而活伯兰特.罗素三种简单却极其强烈的情感主宰着我的生活：对爱的渴望、对知识的追求、对人类痛苦的难以承受的怜悯之心。这三种情感，像一阵阵飓风一样，任意地将我吹的飘来荡去，越过痛苦的海洋，抵达绝望的彼岸。

我寻找爱，首先，因为它令人心醉神迷，这种沉醉是如此美妙，以至于我愿意用余生来换取那几个小时的快乐。我寻找爱，其次是因为它会减轻孤独，置身于那种可怕的孤独中，颤抖的灵魂在世界的边缘，看到冰冷的、死寂的、无底深渊。我寻找爱，还因为在爱水乳交融时，在一个神秘的缩影中，我见到了先贤和诗人们所想象的、预览的天堂。

这就是我所追求的，尽管对于凡人来说，这好像是一种奢望。但这是我最终找到的。 我曾以同样的热情来追求知识。我希望能理解人类的心灵，希望能知道为什么星星会发光。我也曾经努力理解毕达哥拉斯学派的理论，他们认为数字主载着万物的此消彼长。我了解了一点知识，但是不多。

爱和知识，可以最大可能地，将人带入天堂。可是，怜悯总是将我带回地面。人们因痛苦而发出的哭声在我心中久久回响，那些饥荒中的孩子们，被压迫者摧残的受害者们，被子女视为可憎负担的、无助的老人们，以及那无处不在的孤单、贫穷和无助都在讽刺着人类所本应该有的生活。我渴望能够消除人世间的邪恶，可是力不从心，我自己也同样遭受着它们的折磨。

这就是我的生活。我觉得活一场是值得的。如果给我机会的话，我愿意开心地，再活一次。

―――――――――――伯兰特.罗素（1872-1970）,英国著名哲学家、数学家和文学家。他在多个领域都取得了巨大成就。他所著的《西方的智慧》、《西方哲学史》对中国读者影响很大。

2、Man Is Here For The Sake of Other MenAlbert EinsteinStrange is our situation here upon earth. Each of us comes for ashort visit, not knowing why, yet sometimes seeming to divine apurpose.

From the standpoint of daily life, however,there is one thing wedo know that man is here for the sake of other men --- above all forthose upon whose smile and well-being our own happiness depends, andalso for the countless unknown souls with whose fate we areconnected by a bond of sympathy. Many times a day I realize how muchmy own outer and inner life is built upon the labors of my fellowmen, both living and dead, and how earnestly I must exert myself inorder to give in return as much as I have received. My peace of mindis often troubled by the depressing sense that I have borrowed tooheavily from the work of other men.

To ponder interminably over the reason for one’s own existence orthe meaning of life in general seems to me, from an objective pointof view, to be sheer folly. And yet everyone holds certain ideals bywhich he guides his aspiration and his judgment. The ideals whichhave always shone before me and filled me with the joy of living aregoodness, beauty, and truth. To make a goal of comfort and happinesshas never appealed to me; a system of ethics built on this basiswould be sufficient only for a herd of cattle.

―――――――――――人是为了别人而活着阿尔伯特.爱因斯坦我们在这个世界上的处境是奇怪的：每个人，都是来做一次短暂的访问，不知道是为了什么。不过有时似乎也会觉察到有某种目的。

但是从平日的生活来看，有一件事情我们是很清楚的：我们是为别人而活，最重要的是为了这些人活：他们的笑容和幸福构成了我们快乐的源泉。同时，我们活着还为了另外无数个不相识的生命，怜悯之心，将我们同他们的命运联系起来。每天，很多次，我都会意识到我的肉体生活和精神生活很大程度上是建立在那些活着的，和死去的人们的工作之上的，意识到我必须诚挚地、竭尽全力地努力去回报我所得到的东西。我经常心绪不宁，感觉自己从别人的工作里承袭了太多，这种感觉让我惴惴不安。

总体上在我看来，从客观的角度，没完没了地思考自己为什么会存在，或者是生命有什么意义，是非常愚蠢的行为。不过，每个人都有一些理想，来指引着自己的抱负和辨别是非。始终在我面前闪耀着光芒，并且让我充满活着的喜悦的理想，是善、美和真理。对我来说，以舒适和享乐为目标的生活从来没有吸引力。 以这些目标为基础建立起来的一套伦理观点只能满足一群牲畜的需要。

―――――――――――阿尔伯特.爱因斯坦（1879-1955）,美国籍犹太人，20世纪最伟大的科学家。1921年获诺贝尔物理学奖。他一生崇尚科学与民主，追求真理和光明，毕生致力于国际和平事业。

3、Work and PleasureWinston ChurchillTo be really happy and really safe, one ought to have at least twoor three hobbies, and they must all be real. It is no use startinglate in life to say:―I will take an interest in this or that.‖Suchan attempt only aggravates the strain of mental effort. A man mayacquire great knowledge of topics unconnected with his daily work,and yet hardly get any benefit or relief. It is no use doing whatyou like; you have got to like what you do. Broadly speaking, humanbeings may be divided into three classes: those who are toiled todeath, those who are worried to death, and those who are bored

todeath. It is no use offering the manual labourer, tired out with ahard week’s sweat and effort, the chance of playing a game offootball or baseball on Saturday afternoon. It is no use invitingthe politician or the professional or business man, who has beenworking or worrying about serious things for six days, to work orworry about trifling things at the weekend.

It may also be said that rational, industrious useful human beingsare divided into two classes: first, those whose work is work andwhose pleasure is pleasure; and secondly, those whose work andpleasure are one. Of these the former are the majority. They havetheir compensations. The long hours in the office or the factorybring with them as their reward, not only the means of sustenance,but a keen appetite for pleasure even in its simplest and mostmodest forms. But Fortune’s favoured children belong to the secondclass. Their life is a natural harmony. For them the working hoursare never long enough. Each day is a holiday, and ordinary holidayswhen they come are grudged as enforced interruptions in an absorbingvocation. Yet to both classes the need of an alternative outlook, ofa change of atmosphere, of a diversion of effort, is essential.

Indeed, it may well be that those whose work is their pleasure arethose who most need the means of banishing it at intervals fromtheir minds.

―――――――――――工作和娱乐温斯顿.丘吉尔要想获得真正的快乐与安宁，一个人应该有至少两三种爱好，而且必须是真正的爱好。到晚年才说―我对什么什么有兴趣‖是没用的，这只会徒然增添精神负担。一个人可以在自己工作之外的领域获得渊博的知识，不过他可能几乎得不到什么好处或是消遣。做你喜欢的事是没用的，你必须喜欢你所做的事。总的来说，人可以分为三种：劳累而死的、忧虑而死的、和烦恼而死的。对于那些体力劳动者来说，经历了一周精疲力竭的体力劳作，周六下午让他们去踢足球或者打棒球是没有意义的。而对那些政治家、专业人士或者商人来说，他们已经为严肃的事情操劳或烦恼六天了，周末再让他们为琐事劳神也是没有意义的。

也可以说，那些理性的、勤勉的、有价值的人们可分为两类，一类，他们的工作就是工作，娱乐就是娱乐；而另一类，他们的工作即娱乐。大多数人属于前者，他们得到了相应的补偿。长时间在办公室或工厂里的工作，回报给他们的不仅是维持了生计，还有一种强烈的对娱乐的需求，哪怕是最简单的、最朴实的娱乐。不过，命运的宠儿则属于后者。他们的生活很自然和谐。对他们来说，工作时间永远不嫌长。每天都是假日，而当正常的假日来临时，他们总是埋怨自己所全身心投入的休假被强行中断了。不过，有些事情对两类人是同样至关重要的，那就是转换一下视角、改变一下氛围、将精力转移到别的事情上。确实，对那些工作即是娱乐的人来说，最需要隔一段时间就用某种方式把工作从脑子里面赶出去。

―――――――――――温斯顿.丘吉尔（1874-1965）, 英国政治家、作家。二战中曾两任英国首相，为二战胜利立下汗马功劳。他在文学上也有很深的造诣，1953年获诺贝尔文学奖。

4、An IllusionWilliam S. MaughamIt is an illusion that youth is happy, an illusion of those whohave lost it; but the young know they are wretched, for they arefull of the truthless ideals which have been instilled into them,and each time they come in contact with the real they are bruisedand wounded. It looks as if they were victims of a conspiracy; forthe books they read, ideal by the necessity of selection, and theconversation of their elders, who look back upon the past through arosy haze of forgetfulness, prepare them for an unreal life.

They must discover for themselves that all they have read and allthey have been told

are lies, lies, lies; and each discovery isanother nail drivens into the body on the cross of life. The strangething is that each one who has gone through that bitterdisillusionment add to it in his turn,, unconsciously, by the powerwithin him which is stronger than himself. ―――――――――――一种错觉威廉. S. 毛姆认为青春是快乐的，这是一种错觉，是那些失去了青春的人的一种错觉。年轻人知道，自己是不幸的，他们脑子里充斥了被灌输的不切实际的想法，每次与现实接触时，都会碰的头破血流。似乎，他们是某种阴谋的牺牲者：那些他们所读过的精挑细选的书，那些长辈们谈起的因遗忘而蒙上玫瑰色薄雾的往事，都为年轻人提供了一种不真实的生活。

他们必须自己发现，所有他们读到的、听到的东西，都是谎言、谎言、谎言。每一次的这样的发现，都像是另一根钉子钉入他们的身体，那被束缚在生活的十字架上的身体。可是奇怪的是，每个曾经被这种错觉折磨过的人，轮到他们时，有一种不可控制的力量，让他们不自觉地为别人增添这种错觉。

―――――――――――威廉. S. 毛姆（1874-1965）,英国著名小说家、剧作家、散文家。原先攻读医学，后转而致力写作。他的文章常常在讥讽中潜藏着对人性的怜悯与同情。

5、The Wholeness of LifeAnonymousOnce a circle missed a wedge. The circle wanted to be whole, so itwent around looking for its missing piece. But because it wasincomplete and therefore could roll only very slowly, it admired theflowers along the way. It chatted with worms. It enjoyed thesunshine. It found lots of different pieces, but none of them fit.

So it left them all by the side of the road and kept on searching.

Then one day the circle found a piece that fit perfectly. It was sohappy. Now it could be whole, with nothing missing. It incorporatedthe missing piece into itself and began to roll. Now that it was aperfect circle, it could roll very fast, too fast to notice flowersor talk to the worms. When it realized how different the worldseemed when it rolled so quickly, it stopped, left its found pieceby the side of the road and rolled slowly away.

The lesson of the story, I suggested, was that in some strangesense we are more whole when we are missing something. The man whohas everything is in some ways a poor man. He will never know whatit feels like to yearn, to hope, to nourish his soul with the dreamof something better. He will never know the experience of havingsomeone who loves him give him something he has always wanted ornever had.

There is a wholeness about the person who has come to terms withhis limitations, who has been brave enough to let go of hisunrealistic dreams and not feel like a failure for doing so. Thereis a wholeness about the man or woman who has learned that he or sheis strong enough to go through a tragedy and survive, she can losesomeone and still feel like a complete person.

Life is not a trap set for us by God so that he can condemn us forfailing. Life is not a spelling bee, where no matter how many wordsyou’ve gotten right, you’re disqualified if you make one mistake.

Life is more like a baseball season, where even the best team losesone third of its games and even the worst team has its days ofbrilliance. Our goal is to win more games than we lose. When weaccept that imperfection is part of being human, and when we cancontinue rolling through life and appreciate it, we will haveachieved a wholeness that others can only aspire to. That, Ibelieve, is what God asks of us --- not ―Be perfect‖, not ―Don’teven make a mistake‖, but ―Be whole‖.

If we are brave enough to love, strong enough to forgive, generousenough to rejoice in another’s happiness, and wise enough to knowthere is enough love to go around for us all, then we can achieve afulfillment that no other living creature will ever know.

―――――――――――人生的完整佚名从前有个圆圈，它丢失了一小段。它想变得完整，于是它到处寻找它所丢失的那部分。由于不完整，它只能滚的非常慢。在路上，它羡慕过花儿，它与虫子聊过天，它享受了阳光的照耀。它遇到过很多不同的小段，可是没有一个适合它。所以它把它们丢在路边，继续寻找。有一天，圆圈找到了可以与它完美结合的一小段，它非常高兴。它现在终于完整了，不缺任何东西了。它把丢失的那段装到自己身上，然后滚了起来。它现在是个完整的圆圈了，它可以滚的很快，，快到忽视了花儿，快到没有时间和虫子们说话。当它意识到由于它滚的太快，世界变得如此的不同时，它便停了下来，把找到的那段卸下丢在路边，慢慢地滚走了。

我想这个故事告诉我们，从某种奇怪的意义上说，当我们缺少什么东西时，我们反而是更完整的。一个拥有一切的人在某些方面也是个穷人，他永远不会知道什么是渴望、什么是期待；永远不知道用渴求更美好的东西来充实他的灵魂。他永远不会知道一个爱他人送给他一样他所梦寐以求的东西时是怎样的一种感觉。

人生的完整性，在于接受自己的缺陷，勇敢地丢弃不切实际的幻想，并且不觉得这样做是失败的；人生的完整性，在于知道自己足够强大，可以承受人生的苦难，可以在失去一个人时仍然觉得自己是完整的。

生活并不是上帝为了谴责我们的缺陷而设下的陷阱。人生也不是一场拼字比赛，无论你拼出了多少单词，只要拼错了一个你就前功尽弃了。人生更像一个棒球赛季，最好的球队也会丢掉三分之一的比赛，而最差的球队也有辉煌的胜利。我们的目标是让打赢的比赛比输掉的比赛多。当我们接受了―不完整性‖是人生的一部分时，当我们在人生之路上不断前进并且欣赏生命之美时，我们就获得了别人只能渴望的完整的人生。我相信这就是上帝对我们的期望：不求―完美‖，也不求―从来不犯错误‖，而是追求人生的―完整‖。

如果我们有足够的勇气去爱，足够强大的力量去原谅别人，足够的宽容因别人的快乐而快乐，并有足够的智慧去认识到我们身边充满着爱，我们就会得到其它生命所得不到的一种满足感。

6、The Two RoadsJohn RuskinIt was New Year’s Night. An aged man was standing at a window. Heraised his mournful eyes towards the deep blue sky, where the starswere floating like white lilies on the surface of a clear calm lake.

Then he cast them on the earth, where few more hopeless people thanhimself now moved towards their certain goal --- the tomb. He hadalready passed sixty of the stages leading to it, and he had broughtfrom his journey nothing but errors and remorse. Now his health waspoor, his mind vacant, his heart sorrowful, and his old age short ofcomforts. The days of his youth appeared like dreams before him, and herecalled the serious moment when his father placed him at theentrance of the two roads --- one leading to a peaceful, sunnyplace, covered with flowers, fruits and resounding with soft, sweetsongs; the other leading to a deep, dark cave, which was endless,where poison flowed instead of water and where devils and poisonoussnakes hissed and crawled.

He looked towards the sky and cried painfully, ―O youth, return! Omy father, place me once more at the entrance to life, and I’llchoose the better way!‖ But both his father and the days of hisyouth had passed away.

He saw the lights flowing away in the darkness. These were thedays of his wasted life; he saw a star fall down from the sky anddisappeared, and this was the symbol of himself.

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01_Dad Sure Could Play that Mandolin

My father was a self-taught mandolin player. He was one of the best string

instrument players in our town. He could not read music, but if he heard a tune a few times, he could play it. When he was younger, he was a member of a small country music band. They would play at local dances and on a few occasions

would play for the local radio station. He often told us how he had auditioned and earned a position in a band that featured Patsy Cline as their lead singer. He told the family that after he was hired he never went back. Dad was a very religious man. He stated that there was a lot of drinking and cursing the day of his audition and he did not want to be around that type of environment.

Occasionally, Dad would get out his mandolin and play for the family. We three children: Trisha, Monte and I, George Jr., would often sing along. Songs such as the Tennessee Waltz, Harbor Lights and around Christmas time, the well-known rendition of Silver Bells. "Silver Bells, Silver Bells, its Christmas time in the city" would ring throughout the house. One of Dad's favorite hymns was "The Old

Rugged Cross". We learned the words to the hymn when we were very young, and would sing it with Dad when he would play and sing. Another song that was often shared in our house was a song that accompanied the Walt Disney series: Davey Crockett. Dad only had to hear the song twice before he learned it well enough to play it. "Davey, Davey Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier" was a favorite song for the family. He knew we enjoyed the song and the program and would often get out the mandolin after the program was over. I could never get over how he could play the songs so well after only hearing them a few times. I loved to sing, but I never learned how to play the mandolin. This is something I regret to this day.

Dad loved to play the mandolin for his family he knew we enjoyed singing, and hearing him play. He was like that. If he could give pleasure to others, he would, especially his family. He was always there, sacrificing his time and efforts to see that his family had enough in their life. I had to mature into a man and have children of my own before I realized how much he had sacrificed.

Nobody played the mandolin like my father. He could touch your soul with the

tones that came out of that old mandolin. He seemed to shine when he was playing. You could see his pride in his ability to play so well for his family.

When Dad was younger, he worked for his father on the farm. His father was a

farmer and sharecropped a farm for the man who owned the property. In 1950, our family moved from the farm. Dad had gained employment at the local limestone quarry. When the quarry closed in August of 1957, he had to seek other

employment. He worked for Owens Yacht Company in Dundalk, Maryland and for Todd Steel in Point of Rocks, Maryland. While working at Todd Steel, he was

involved in an accident. His job was to roll angle iron onto a conveyor so that the welders farther up the production line would have it to complete their job. On this

particular day Dad got the third index finger of his left hand mashed between two pieces of steel. The doctor who operated on the finger could not save it, and Dad ended up having the tip of the finger amputated. He didn't lose enough of the finger where it would stop him picking up anything, but it did impact his ability to play the mandolin.

After the accident, Dad was reluctant to play the mandolin. He felt that he could not play as well as he had before the accident. When I came home on leave and asked him to play he would make excuses for why he couldn't play. Eventually, we would wear him down and he would say "Okay, but remember, I can't hold down on the strings the way I used to" or "Since the accident to this finger I can't play as good". For the family it didn't make any difference that Dad couldn't play as well. We were just glad that he would play. When he played the old mandolin it would carry us back to a cheerful, happier time in our lives. "Davey, Davey Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier", would again be heard in the little town of Bakerton, West Virginia. In August of 1993 my father was diagnosed with inoperable lung cancer. He chose not to receive chemotherapy treatments so that he could live out the rest of his life in dignity. About a week before his death, we asked Dad if he would play the

mandolin for us. He made excuses but said "okay". He knew it would probably be the last time he would play for us. He tuned up the old mandolin and played a few notes. When I looked around, there was not a dry eye in the family. We saw before us a quiet humble man with an inner strength that comes from knowing God, and living with him in one's life. Dad would never play the mandolin for us again. We felt at the time that he wouldn't have enough strength to play, and that makes the memory of that day even stronger. Dad was doing something he had done all his life, giving. As sick as he was, he was still pleasing others. Dad sure could play that Mandolin!

02_A Love Letter

Pain is constant companion and isn't very good one. I try to reason with this and I end of feeling miserable. I can not help but think about you. You, who has so much to give and share with me. Even when I was young, you were constant figure. You were there to see me grow up. I cried and laught, I learned and you were there to guide me. With your gray hair and chunky glasses. I would watch you think and blued and you sudden smile would lide up your face as quickly as it come. That is the very thing I love about you.You smile, I think about the times I missed being with you. So many years have passed since I saw you again. And for a breath

moment I imagined you not being in my life. I wanna to cry, but I knew you were be there, as you always were.The gray hair has turned to white. And with that came a wiry frame that was fragile. Still, the eyes was ever and mind that was well running. You taught me to be strong and live for my dreams. If you were wishes for hunger for knowledge. You taught me to love learning. Always telling me that knowledge is constant thing. You were so strong, so wise and your presense was always comfort.

I always love being by your side. You always gave me a hug when I fell down. I

never love too crowds and you always seem to understand that not pression me to jion in the others or pretend to have a good time.I got lost the books you taught me to read. Those books which you gave me to learn more about the world. Ever so after remind of the things you taught me. You always love books. You never said much, but I always knew that every time we saw each other. You were glad to see me as I always glad to see you. I remember you with the teary face and wasteful smile. My pain is more insistant and try to hold on to the hope that you will pull through this. Like the strong person that you were. I love you grandpa.

03_Christmas Morning

A light drizzle was falling as my sister Jill and I ran out of the Methodist Church, eager to get home and play with the presents that Santa had left for us and our baby sister, Sharon. Across the street from the church was a Pan American gas station where the Greyhound bus stopped. It was closed for Christmas, but I noticed a

family standing outside the locked door, huddled under the narrow overhang in an attempt to keep dry. I wondered briefly why they were there but then forgot about them as I raced to keep up with Jill.

Once we got home, there was barely time to enjoy our presents. We had to go off to our grandparents’ house for our annual Christmas dinner. As we drove down the highway through town, I noticed that the family was still there, standing outside the closed gas station.

My father was driving very slowly down the highway. The closer we got to the turnoff for my grandparents’ house, the slower the car went. Suddenly, my father U-turned in the middle of the road and said, “I can’t stand it!”

“What?” asked my mother.

“It's those people back there at the Pan Am, standing in the rain. They've got children. It's Christmas. I can’t stand it.”

When my father pulled into the service station, I saw that there were five of them: the parents and three children — two girls and a small boy.

My father rolled down his window. “Merry Christmas,” he said.

“Howdy,” the man replied. He was very tall and had to stoop slightly to peer into the car.

Jill, Sharon, and I stared at the children, and they stared back at us.

“You waiting on the bus?” my father asked.

The man said that they were. They were going to Birmingham, where he had a brother and prospects of a job.

“Well, that bus isn’t going to come along for several hours, and you’re getting wet standing here. Winborn’s just a couple miles up the road. They’ve got a shed with a cover there, and some benches,” my father said. “Why don't y’all get in the car and I’ll run you up there.”

The man thought about it for a moment, and then he beckoned to his family. They climbed into the car. They had no luggage, only the clothes they were wearing.

Once they settled in, my father looked back over his shoulder and asked the

children if Santa had found them yet. Three glum faces mutely gave him his answer. “Well, I didn’t think so,” my father said, winking at my mother, “because when I saw Santa this morning, he told me that he was having trouble finding all, and he asked me if he could leave your toys at my house. We'll just go get them before I take you to the bus stop.”

All at once, the three children's faces lit up, and they began to bounce around in the back seat, laughing and chattering.

When we got out of the car at our house, the three children ran through the front door and straight to the toys that were spread out under our Christmas tree. One of the girls spied Jill’s doll and immediately hugged it to her breast. I remember that the little boy grabbed Sharon’s ball. And the other girl picked up something of mine. All this happened a long time ago, but the memory of it remains clear. That was the Christmas when my sisters and I learned the joy of making others happy. My mother noticed that the middle child was wearing a short-sleeved dress, so she gave the girl Jill’s only sweater to wear.

My father invited them to join us at our grandparents’ for Christmas dinner, but the parents refused. Even when we all tried to talk them into coming, they were firm in their decision.

Back in the car, on the way to Winborn, my father asked the man if he had money for bus fare.

His brother had sent tickets, the man said.

My father reached into his pocket and pulled out two dollars, which was all he had left until his next payday. He pressed the money into the man’s hand. The man tried to give it back, but my father insisted. “It’ll be late when you get to Birmingham, and

these children will be hungry before then. Take it. I’ve been broke before, and I know what it’s like when you can’t feed your family.”

We left them there at the bus stop in Winborn. As we drove away, I watched out the window as long as I could, looking back at the little gihugging her new doll. 04_True Love

An ancient Hebraic text says:" love is as strong as death". It seems that not

everyone experiences this kind of strong love. The increasing probably,crime and war tells us that the world is in indispensable need of true love. But what is true love?

Love is something we all need.But how do we know when we experience it? True love is best seen as the promotion and action, not an emotion. Love is not

exclusively based how we feel.Certainly our emotions are involved.But they cannot be our only criteria for love.True love is when you care enough about another

person that you will lay down your life for them. When this happens,then love truly is as strong as death.How many of you have a mother, or father,husband or

wife,son or daughter or friend who would sacrifice his or her own life on yours? Those of you who truly love your spells but unchildren, would unselfishly lay your life on the line to save them from death? Many people in an emergency room with their loved ones and prayed"please, God,take me instead of them".Find true love and be a true lover as well.May you find a love which is not only strong as death, but to leave to a truly for feeling life.

05_Dads Kiss

The Board Meeting had come to an end. Bob started to stand up and jostled the table, spilling his coffee over his notes. "How embarrassing. I am getting so clumsy in my old age."

Everyone had a good laugh, and soon we were all telling stories of our most

embarrassing moments. It came around to Frank who sat quietly listening to the

others. Someone said, "Come on, Frank. Tell us your most embarrassing moment."

Frank laughed and began to tell us of his childhood. "I grew up in San Pedro. My Dad was a fisherman, and he loved the sea. He had his own boat, but it was hard making a living on the sea. He worked hard and would stay out until he caught

enough to feed the family. Not just enough for our family, but also for his Mom and Dad and the other kids that were still at home."

He looked at us and said, "I wish you could have met my Dad. He was a big man, and he was strong from pulling the nets and fighting the seas for his catch. When you got close to him, he smelled like the ocean. He would wear his old canvas, foul-weather coat and his bibbed overalls. His rain hat would be pulled down over

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1、 If you were a gold, you will shined

天生我材必有用

Beauty is in the eye of behoider

情人眼里出西施

Old habits die hard

本性难移

2、The Rainy Day 雨天

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;

It rains, and the wind is never weary;

The vine still clings to the moldering wall,

But at every gust the dead leaves fall,

And the day is dark and dreary.

My life is cold and dark and dreary;

It rains and the wind is never weary;

My though still cling to the moldering past,

But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,

And the days are dark and dreary.

Be still, sad heart! And cease repining;

Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;

Thy fate is the common fate of all,

Into each life some rain must fall,

Some days must be dark and dreary

3、When times become difficult (and you know they sometimes will), remember a moment in your life that was filled with joy and happiness. Remember how it made you feel, and you will have the strength you need to get through any trial.

When life throws you one more obstacle than you think you can handle, remember something you achieved through perseverance and by struggling to the end. In doing so, you'll find you have the ability to overcome each obstacle brought your way.

When you find yourself drained and depleted of energy, remember to find a place of sanctuary and rest.

Take the necessary time in your own life to dream your dreams and renew your energy, so you'll be ready to face each new day.

When you feel tension building, find something fun to do. You'll find that the stress you feel will dissipate and your thoughts will become clearer.

You're listening to Faith Radio Online-Simply to Relax, I'm Faith. When you're faced with so many negative and draining situations, realize how minuscule problems will seem when you view

your life as a whole--and remember the positive things.

4、The story goes that two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face.

The one who got slapped felt hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand: "Today my best friend slapped me in the face."

They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him.

After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone: "Today my best friend saved my life."

The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now you write on a stone. Why?"

The other friend replied: "When someone hurts us we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it."

5、When You Are Old

When you are old and gray and full of sleep

And nodding by the fire,take down this book,

And slowly read,and dream of the soft look

Your eyes had once,and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,

And loved your beauty with love false or true;

But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,

And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,

Murmur,a little sadly,how love fled

And paced upon the mountains overhead,

And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

6、I remember you as you were

I remember you as you were in the last autumn.

you were the grey beret and the still heart.

In your eyes the flames of the twilight fought on.

And the leaves fell in the water of your soul.

Clasping my arms like a climbing plant.

The leaves garnered your voice,that was slow and at peace. Bonfire of awe in which my thirst was burning.

Sweet blue hyacinth twisted over my soul.

I feel your eyes travelling,and the autumn is far off;

grey beret,voice of a bird,heart like a house

towards which my deep longings migrated

and my kisses fell,happy as embers.

Sky from a ship.Field from the hills.

Your memory is made of light,of smoke,of a still pond!

Beyond your eyes,farther on,the evenings were blazing.

Dry autumn leaves revolved in your soul.

7、我喜欢你是静静的 我觉得很优美

I like for you to be still: it is as through you are absent

and you hear me from far away and my voice does not touch you It seems as through your eyes had flown away

and it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth

我喜欢你是静静的：仿佛你消失了一样

你从远处聆听我，我的声音却无法触及你

好像你的目光已经游离而去如同一个吻，封缄了你的嘴

as all things are filled with my soul

your emerge from the things, fill with my soul

you are like my soul, a butterfly of dreams

and you are like the word melancholy

如同我积满一切的灵魂

而你从一切中出现，充盈了我的灵魂

你像我的灵魂，像一只梦想的蝴蝶

你如同“忧郁”这个词

I like for you to be still, and you seem far away

It sounds as though you are lamenting, a butterfly cooing like a dove And you hear me from far away, and my voice does not reach you Let me come to be still in your silence

我喜欢你是静静的：好像你已远去

你听起来想在悲叹，一只如鸽般细语的蝴蝶

你从远处聆听我，我的声音却无法触及你

让我在你的静谧中安静无声

And let me talk to you with your silence

That is bright like a lamp, simple as a ring

You are like the night, with its stillness and constellations Your silence is that of a star, as remount and candid

并且让我籍着你的沉默与你说话

你的沉默亮若明灯，简单如环

你如黑夜，拥有寂静与群星

你的沉默就是星星的力量，遥远而明亮

I like for you to be still: it is as though you are absent

distant and dull of sorrow, as though you had died

One word then, one smile, is enough

And I'm happy, happy that’s not true

我喜欢你是静静的：仿佛你消失了一样

远隔千里，满怀哀恸，仿佛你已不在人世

彼时，一个字，一个微笑，就已足够

而我会感到幸福，因那不是真的而感到幸福

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《三种激情》是选自《伯特兰·罗素自传》的一篇优秀散文。它既是作者心灵的抒发，也是生命体验的总结。作者以深刻的感悟和敏锐的目光，分析了人生中的三种激情，即对爱的渴望，对知识的追求和对人类苦难的同情。对爱的渴望，使人欣喜若狂，既能解除缘分，又能发现生命的未来。对知识的追求，使人理解人心，了解宇宙，掌握科学。爱和知识把人引向天堂般的境界，而对人类的同情之心又使人回到苦难深重的人间。作者认为这就是人生，值得为此再活一次的人生。这篇散文似乎信手拈来，但却耐人寻味。充满激情，充满感慨，充满智慧，情文并茂，逻辑性和感染力极强。

伯特兰·罗素(Bertrand Russell,1872-1970)是英国声誉卓著，影响深远的哲学家、数学家、逻辑学家和散文家。他生于威尔士的特莱雷克，就读于剑桥三一学院，在其漫长的一生中完成了40余部著作，涉及哲学、数学、伦理、社会、教育、历史、宗教及政治等许多领域。他早年的成就主要在数学和逻辑学，中年关注伦理道德、教育、政治，激励和启发富有进取精神的人。在1921年曾来中国，在北京大学作过讲座。他在1950年荣获诺贝尔文学奖。在政治上，他反对侵略战争，主张和平，晚年参加反战示威。主要著作有《数学原理》、《哲学大纲》、《教育与生命生活》、《罗素自传》三卷本。

Three passions, simple but overwhelmingly strong, have governed my life: the longing for love, the search for knowledge, and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind. These passions, like great winds, have blown me hither and thither, in a wayward course, over a deep ocean of anguish, reaching to the very verge of despair.

I have sought love, first, because it brings ecstasy –ecstasy so great that I would often have sacrificed all the rest of life for a few hours of this joy. I have sought it, next, because it relieves loneliness--that terrible loneliness in which one shivering consciousness looks over the rim of the world into the cold unfathomable lifeless abyss. I have sought it, finally, because in the union of love I have seen, in a mystic miniature, the prefiguring vision of the heaven that saints and poets have imagined. This is what I sought, and though it might seem too good for human life, this is what- at last- I have found.

With equal passion I have sought knowledge. I have wished to understand the hearts of men. I have tried to apprehend the Pythagorean power by which number holds sway above the flu. A little of this, but not much, I have achieved.

Love and knowledge, so far as they were possible, led upward toward the heavens. But always pity brought me back to earth. Echoes of cries of pain reverberate in my heart. Children in famine, victims tortured by oppressors, helpless old people a hated burden to their sons, and the whole world of loneliness, poverty, and pain make a mockery of what human life should be. I long to alleviate the evil, but I cannot, and I too suffer.

This has been my life. I have found it worth living, and would gladly live it again if the chance were offered me.

三种激情 -----罗素

三种激情虽然简单，却异常强烈，它们统治着我的生命，那便是：对爱的渴望，对知识的追求，以及对人类苦难的难以承受的同情。这三种激情像变化莫测的狂风任意地把我刮来刮去，把我刮入痛苦的深海，到了绝望的边缘。

我曾经寻找爱，首先是因为它能使我欣喜若狂——这种喜悦之情如此强烈，使我常常宁愿为这几个小时的愉悦而牺牲生命中的其他一切。我寻求爱，其次是因为爱能解除孤独——在这

种可怕的孤独中，一颗颤抖的良心在世界的边缘，注视着下面冰凉、毫无生气、望不见底的深渊。我寻求爱还因为在爱的融合中，我能以某种神秘的图像看到曾被圣人和诗人想象过的天堂里未来的景象。这就是我所追求的东西，虽然这似乎对于人类的生命来说过于完美，但这确实是我最终发现的东西。 我怀着同样的激情去寻找知识，我曾渴望着理解人心，我曾渴望知道为何星星会闪烁，我还企图弄懂毕达哥拉斯所谓的用数字控制变化的力量，但在这方面，我只知道一点点。

爱的力量和知识的力量引我接近天堂，但同情之心往往又把我拉回大地。痛苦的哭泣回响、震荡在我的心中。饥饿的儿童，被压迫、受折磨的人们，成为儿孙们讨厌的包袱的、无助的老人们，充斥着整个世界的孤独的气氛，贫穷和苦难，所有这一切都是对人类生活原本该具有的样子所作的讽刺。我渴望消除一切邪恶，但我办不到，因为我自己也处于苦难之中。 这就是我的生活，我认为值得一过。而且，如果有第二次机会，我将乐意地再过一次。