英語經(jīng)典美文8篇

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英語經(jīng)典美文8篇

英語經(jīng)典美文1

　　Ulysses 尤利西斯

　　It little profits that an idle king,

　　By this still hearth, among these barren crags,

　　Matched with an aged wife, I mete and dole

　　Unequal laws unto a savage race,

　　That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me.

　　我是一個(gè)老國王，整天坐在火爐旁，

　　陪著我的老皇后，生活清閑又無聊，

　　我的島國山連山，人民愚蠢又野蠻。

　　我頒布法律數(shù)不清，好讓他們不搗亂。

　　法律不是很公平，整治他們難上難。

　　他們吃了睡，睡了吃，一點(diǎn)不懂我心思。

　　I cannot rest from travel: I will drink

　　Life to the lees: all times I have enjoyed

　　Greatly, have suffered greatly, both with those

　　我已休息很充分，我要出門去遠(yuǎn)征。

　　不愛享受和安閑，乘風(fēng)破浪若等閑。

　　在我過去一生里，吃過的苦頭賽黃連，

　　享受的'快樂比密甜。

　　That loved me, and alone; on shore, and when

　　Through scudding drifts the rainy Hyades

　　Vest the dim sea: I am become a name;

　　For always roaming with a hungry heart

　　有時(shí)結(jié)隊(duì)去遠(yuǎn)航，有時(shí)孤獨(dú)去高原，

　　穿越深林和河流，不怕艱險(xiǎn)永向前。

　　Much have I seen and known; cities of men

　　And manners, climates, councils, governments,

　　Myself not least, but honoured of them all;

　　見過無數(shù)大城市，古怪的民族和衣裳，

　　風(fēng)俗，動(dòng)物，和王朝，奇花異草吐芬芳。

　　交往結(jié)交皆洋人，天下無人不知君。

　　And drunk delight of battle with my peers;

　　Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy.

　　I am part of all that I have met;

　　曾和藩王去遠(yuǎn)征，來到遙遠(yuǎn)的特洛伊，

　　葡萄美酒夜光杯，木馬屠城美名傳。

　　Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough

　　Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades

　　For ever and for ever when I move.

　　How dull it is to pause, to make an end,

　　唉，經(jīng)歷只是一扇門，透過大門我還見，

　　未知世界在遠(yuǎn)方，光怪陸離閃金光。

　　只要我向前走一步，她就后退兩三步，

　　永遠(yuǎn)和我捉迷藏，我心不知在何方。

　　To rust unburnished, not to shine in use!

　　As though to breath were life. Life piled on life

　　Were all to little, and of one to me

　　Little remains: but every hour is saved

　　From that eternal silence, something more,

　　A bringer of new things; and vile it were

　　For some three suns to store and hoard myself,

　　And this gray spirit yearning in desire

　　To follow knowledge like a sinking star,

　　Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.

　　吃喝玩樂非所愿，我的理想不尋常，

　　寧愿喪生在旅途，不愿老死在病床。

　　即使生命快結(jié)束，也要追求新事物，

　　天涯海角走一遭。

英語經(jīng)典美文2

　　Where do you like to live, in the city or in the country?

　　Most cities are centers of economy, trade, transportation or culture. With the development of economy and society, more and more people have flooded into the cities, which make the scale of the cities larger and larger. Surely, it is very convenient for shopping, education, business and so on. But it also has many disadvantages: the large population makes it crowded in each corner of the city; the big factories, too many cars, buses and trucks pollute the clean air; too much noise can make people mad. To live in the city, one even can’t get enough room for living.

　　To live in the country is another thing. You can breathe the fresh air cheerfully, own a spacious house with a big backyard, and relax yourself in quietness. But when you want to go shopping, or take your child to school, perhaps you will complain about its inconvenient transportation, its remoteness…I am an ordinary person. I am always longing for the peaceful idyllic（田園詩般的） life of the countryside.

英語經(jīng)典美文3

　　Afternoon was Mrs. Conroy's favorite time of day. After a hard day at work, her eyes were tired and her feet hurt. She enjoyed the nice long nap she took on the bus. Mrs. Conroy had made friends with the bus driver, Mr. Angstrom. He always woke her up before her stop. She usually felt fresh as a daisy(精神飽滿的) when she got off the bus.

　　But today was different. Mr. Angstrom wasn't driving. A small man in a wrinkled uniform sat in the driver's seat.

　　"Where's Mr. Angstrom?" asked Mrs. Conroy, dropping her money into the box."I don't know. Sick, I guess. I just work here, lady. Step to the rear."Mrs. Conroy hoped that Mr. Angstrom was all right. She didn't like this new driver. She decided not to sleep on the way home today. She didn't want to ask this driver to wake her. He didn't look like the type who'd want to do anyone a favor.

　　Mrs. Conroy looked out the window. It was a warm afternoon. Though she tried to keep her eyes open, the gentle rocking of the bus had a lulling effect. Within a few minutes her eyes closed. Her head dropped to her shoulders. In spite of herself, Mrs. Conroy fell fast asleep.

　　The next thing Mrs. Conroy knew, a hand was on her shoulder. Someone was shaking her awake.

　　"Wake up, lady. We've come to the end of the line. Wake up."

　　Mrs. Conroy blinked and opened her eyes. The bus driver looked down at her. "I said, this is the end of the line, lady. Time to get off the bus."

　　Mrs. Conroy peered out the window. "Where am I?" she asked. "I was supposed to get off at Essex Avenue."

　　"You're at the last stop, lady. Come on, get off the bus. I have a schedule to keep to."

　　Mrs. Conroy was having trouble waking up. She staggered to her feet.The bus driver took her arm and helped her down the aisle. As she stepped off the bus, she felt a sense of panic. "Wait a minute," she said in a shrill voice. "This isn't Essex Avenue. Where am I? How can I get home?"

　　"Cool off, lady. I told you, you're at the end of the line. We all make it here sooner or later."

　　"But why can't I ride back with you?" she pleaded. "I have the fare!"

　　"Sorry, lady," he said as he closed the door. "It's against the rules."

　　Mrs. Conroy watched the bus disappear down the road. She looked around and tried to figure out what part of the city she was in. Suddenly the sun seemed awfully bright.

　　Mrs. Conroy squinted(斜視). She didn't recognize this place. There were no trees around, no street signs, and no people. The city seemed to have ended miles back. She couldn't get her bearings. There was nothing to see in any direction. Nothing at all. Mrs. Conroy wondered if she were still dreaming.

　　"Are you ready, Madam?"

　　The voice came from behind her. Mrs. Conroy whirled around, her heart beating rapidly.

　　"Who? What? Are you speaking to me?"

　　A tall, handsome man in a blue pin-striped suit stepped forward. His suit reminded her of the one that her boss, Mr. Burton, always wore. What was a businessman doing so far out here in the country?

　　The man smiled. "Yes, Mrs. Conroy. I've come to meet you. It's time to go now."

　　"Go where? What are you talking about? And how do you know my name?"

　　The man in the blue suit smiled.

　　"I know it must be very confusing, Mrs. Conroy. Most people seem to feel that way at first. But as we go along, everything will become quite clear." He took her by the arm. "It's all right," he said kindly. "Just come with me."

　　"No! I'm not going anywhere with you. Why should I? I don't even know who you are," Mrs. Conroy said. She pulled away from the man and stepped back.

　　The man smiled gently. "I'm only an assistant, Mrs. Conroy," he said.

　　"Well, Mr. Assistant, there must be some mistake. I just fell asleep and stayed on the bus too long. Then the driver made me get off. He wouldn't take me back with him! He talked some nonsense about rules. I'm going to call the company and report him!"

　　"He was just doing his job, Mrs. Conroy," the man said patiently.

　　"But he left me out here alone," Mrs. Conroy said. "Now it's getting late. I have to get home and fix dinner. What kind of bus driver refuses to take passengers?"

　　The man in the blue suit stepped toward Mrs. Conroy and took her arm again. This time she didn't resist. He patted her hand and smiled down at her. "You'll have to forgive the driver for being rude, Mrs. Conroy. He's new at the job. But he was only following orders. You see, Mrs. Conroy, this is the end of the line. You don't have to worry about getting home and fixing dinner. Our passengers only go one way."

英語經(jīng)典美文4

　　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.

　　我們就像奶油。當(dāng)奶油浮到頂部的時(shí)候，它會和牛奶分離。也許這種現(xiàn)象正像是新世紀(jì)運(yùn)動(dòng)的寫照。我們發(fā)現(xiàn)自己飛得越高，就會越感孤獨(dú)。是的，這就是現(xiàn)實(shí)。

　　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.

　　不論是政治或精神修養(yǎng)的造詣?dòng)卸嗌?，或者甚至是與他人之間有一種默契的關(guān)系，就孤獨(dú)這一點(diǎn)而言，是沒有區(qū)別的。你越是擁有健康有理智，精神修養(yǎng)的造詣越深，生活越平衡，越富有，或你的名氣傳播得越廣，你也會感覺越孤獨(dú)。

　　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.

　　經(jīng)常，我們很難找到那些選擇我們和我們同路的人們。那條潮濕，慵懶的道路擠滿了可以相遇并聊天的人。那條滿是牢騷者的道路上也擁擠不堪。那條所謂安全，普通以及枯燥的道路是如此擁擠以至于你無法向前挪步。難道這不正是你離開那條道路的原因嗎？你需要

　　向前挪步，需要活動(dòng)的空間，需要展開你的'雙臂，需要被認(rèn)知為特別，有個(gè)性，與眾不同。萬千大眾仰慕你，但他們卻不可能真正地融入你。大部分的時(shí)間里，你將是孤獨(dú)的。

　　Do not be afraid of the loneliness of enlightenment. Do not force others to agree with you. Simply 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.

　　不要害怕因造詣深而產(chǎn)生的孤獨(dú)感。不必要勉強(qiáng)別人贊識你。做你自己，堅(jiān)定著你自己的成長，別人是否愿意成長就由他們自己去決定吧。這就是自然界的規(guī)則。我們都有選擇自己道路的自由。

　　英語美文閱讀讀后感悟：

　　請不要害怕孤獨(dú)，孤獨(dú)是成功者必備的要素之一，畢竟成功者是少數(shù)的；請不要在意別人的眼光，堅(jiān)持自己的理想，只要是對的，那么請勇敢的選擇自己要走的路。前路或許曲折，但不要?dú)怵H，相信自己，相信自己的選擇。實(shí)現(xiàn)夢想的路總有一天會變筆直。

英語經(jīng)典美文5

　　Not even as I shook and trembled uncontrollably in the trenches, did I forget your face. I would sit huddled into the wet mud, terrified, as the hails of bullets and mortars crashed down around me. I would clutch my rifle tightly to my heart, and think again of that very first day we met. I would cry out in fear, as the noise of war beat down around me. But, as I thought of you and saw you smiling back at me, everything around me would be become silent, and I would be with you again for a few precious moments, far from the death and destruction. It would not be until I opened my eyes once again, that I would see and hear the carnage of the war around me.

　　即使是當(dāng)我在戰(zhàn)壕中控制不住地顫抖，我也不曾忘記你的容顏。我蜷縮在稀泥中，身邊是槍林彈雨，彌漫硝煙，我把步槍緊緊地攥在胸前，一顆驚恐不安的'心，還是想起了我們初識的那一天。身旁戰(zhàn)火呼嘯，恐懼讓我想要大聲呼叫，直到想起你，仿佛見到你在我身后盈盈淺笑，戰(zhàn)場忽然沉寂下來，在這珍貴的瞬間，我覺得自己暫時(shí)遠(yuǎn)離了毀滅和死亡，飛向你的身旁。我拼命想留住這美好，直到睜開眼，周圍卻依然是血與火的生死戰(zhàn)場。

　　I cannot tell you how strong my love for you was back then, when I returned to you on leave in the September, feeling battered, bruised and fragile. We held each other so tight I thought we would burst. I asked you to marry me the very same day and I whooped with joy when you looked deep into my eyes and said "yes" to being my bride.

　　九月休假回到你身邊，我疲憊而脆弱，沒能再告訴你戰(zhàn)火紛飛時(shí)我對你的愛有多深。我們只能緊緊擁抱在一起，仿佛要把對方擠碎。也就在那天，面對我的求婚，你深深凝望我的眼睛，答應(yīng)做我的新娘，而我早已歡喜地大喊大叫。

英語經(jīng)典美文6

　　A Thanksgiving Day editorial(社論)in the newspaper told of a school teacher who asked her class of first graders to draw a picture of something they were thankful for. She thought of how little these children from poor neighborhoods actually had to be thankful for. But she knew that most of them would draw pictures of turkeys or tables with food. The teacher was taken aback(吃驚；驚訝)with the picture Douglas handed in… a smile childishly drawn hand.

　　But whose hand? The class was captivated(迷惑；困惑)by the abstract(抽象的.)image. “I think it must be the hand of God that brings us food,” said one child. “A farmer,” said another, “because he grows the turkeys.” Finally when the others were at work, the teacher bent(彎腰；屈身)over Douglas’s desk and asked whose hand it was. “It’s your hand, Teacher,” he mumbled(咕噥；含糊地說).

　　She recalled that frequently at recess(課間休息)she had taken Douglas, a scrubby(身材矮小的)forlorn(孤獨(dú)的)child by the hand. She often did that with the children. But it meant so much to Douglas. Perhaps this was everyone’s Thanksgiving, not for the material things given to us but for the chance, in whatever small way, to give to others.

英語經(jīng)典美文7

　　A fellow had just been hired as the new CEO of a large high tech corporation. The CEO who was stepping down met with him privately and presented him with three numbered envelopes. "Open these if you run up against a problem you don"t think you can solve," he said.

　　Well, things went along pretty smoothly, but six months later, sales took a downturn and he was really catching a lot of heat. About at his wits"s end, he remembered the envelopes. He went to his drawer and took out the first envelope. The message read, "Blame your predecessor."

　　The new CEO called a press conference and tactfully laid the blame at the feet of the previous CEO. Satisfied with his comments, the press -- and Wall Street -- responded positively, sales began to pick up and the problem was soon behind him.

　　About a year later, the company was again experiencing a slight dip in sales, combined with serious product problems.

　　Having learned from his previous experience, the CEO quickly opened the second envelope. The message read, "Reorganize." This he did, and the company quickly rebounded.

　　After several consecutive profitable quarters, the company once again fell on difficult times. The CEO went to his office, closed the door and opened the third envelope.

　　The message said, "Prepare three envelopes."

英語經(jīng)典美文8

　　A friend’s grandfather came to America from Eastern Europe.After settling down at Ellis Island.he went into a cafeteria in lower Manhattan to get something to eat.He sat down at an empty table and waited for someone to take his order.

　　一個(gè)朋友的祖父從東歐到美國來。在埃利斯島安頓下來后。他去下曼哈頓的一家自助餐廳吃飯。他在一張空桌子邊坐下，等待侍者拿來菜單。

　　Of course nobody did.Finally, a woman with a tray full of food sat down opposite him and informed him how a cafeteria worked.

　　沒有人來招呼他。最后，一位女士拿著滿滿一托盤食物走過來坐在他對面并告訴他自助餐廳怎樣進(jìn)餐的。

　　"Start out at that end," she said. "Just go along the line and pick out what you want. At the other end they’ll tell you how much you have to pay."

　　她說：“出去排隊(duì)等，到你的時(shí)候點(diǎn)你想要的東西，餐廳服務(wù)生會告訴你該付多少錢。”

　　"I soon learned that's how everything works in America," the grandfather told a friend.

　　他對一個(gè)朋友說：“接著我很快了解到這就是美國人的.工作方式”。

　　"Life's a cafeteria here.

　　生活就像自助餐。

　　You can get anything you want as long as you are willing to pay the price.You can even get success.

　　你可以去要你想要的任何東西,只要你能付得起他們的價(jià)格。你也可以想要成功。

　　But you'll never get it if you wait for someone to bring it to you.