2023年英语晨读美文欣赏（精选文档）

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英语晨读美文欣赏1

　　It is said that life is not measured by the breaths you take，but by the moments that take your breath away.

　　If this is correct，then are we really living our lives to the fullest？ Are we enjoying every moment and giving each one the opportunity to mesmerize us？ How many memories can you recollect that left you breathless and in absolute awe？ Were you able to count beyond your fingertips？ Think about it； 20，30，40 or more years，and just a few such moments？

　　The problem isn’t that such mesmerizing events rarely occur，but rather it is our lack of being present in the moment that allows us to miss it all.It is often the simplest things in life that are the most magical： from falling in love to watching a child take their first step，moments that make the heart skip a beat are hard to miss if you are paying attention.They aren’t expensive to the pocket and neither do they consume too much time—you just need to be consciously present in the moment to be able to encapsulate the magic that lies within.

　　We all know that life can sometimes get overwhelming： from rush hour traffic to the never ending workload，there is always something that needs our attention.As you get stuck in the monotonous everyday rut，take a moment to stop and acknowledge your existence.This isn’t to propose that you drop everything and enter into a state of meditation but rather sim* be consciously present in even the most mundane of your everyday activities.

　　Life can crawl through you if you let negativity overtake your mind，and it will fly by in the blink of an eye if you get too engrossed in everyday life and fail to recognize and differentiate the you apart from the everything else.It is therefore very important that you find time to nurture yourself and give it the attention it deserves.

英语晨读美文欣赏扩展阅读

——晨读美文双语欣赏 (菁选2篇)

晨读美文双语欣赏1

　　And perhaps most important is the next thought. While I don"t live in a room that"s completely mine anymore, and probably won"t ever again, I do find comfort in the knowledge that somewhere there"s a pink, green, and white bedroom with a brick on the bookshelf, a diary in the underwear drawer, and an air of privacy that belongs strictly to me. It may not be my room as often as I"d like, but it will wait for me, just like I sit and wait for it.

　　也许接下来的想法才是重要的：虽然现在我不住在完全属于我的房间里，也许以后也不会，可是我相信在某个地方有个完全属于我的私人空间--卧房是粉红色、绿色和白色相间的，书架上放了一块砖头，内衣抽屉里面还放着一本日记本，想到这些我就觉得油然欣慰。这个房间不总是如我所愿，可它会等着我这个主人，正如我现在在宿舍里坐着等它。

晨读美文双语欣赏2

　　The Elements of Success I don"t believe that there is any one recipe for success. Instead, I believe success is the result of a combination of a lot of different factors and not all of them are needed for success. The more factors you have on your side, the more likely you are to succeed, and positive attitude is just one of those factors. Here are seven additional factors that are also important. Knowledge. A strong body of knowledge about the area in which you wish to succeed is often one of the key building blocks of success. You can build this by pushing yourself, read and try out the foundational materials and push yourself into challenging areas to build your knowledge.

　　我不认为成功有任何的秘诀.相反，我相信成功是多种因素结合的结果，其中有些因素对于成功是不必要的。拥有越多对你有利的因素，你就越有可能成功，积极的`态度只是其中之一。以下7个因素也很重要。 知识。对你希望涉足的领域有充足的知识储备往往是成功的关键基石。你可以通过阅读或尝试基础性的东西使自己前进;或者，敦促自己进入有挑战性的领域以建立自己的知识库。

——晨读英语美文参考

晨读英语美文参考1

　　Disney World

　　Disney World, Florida, is the biggest amusement resort in the world. It covers 24.4 thousand acres, and is twice the size of Manhattan. It was opened on October 1 1971, five years after Walt Disney’s death, and it is a larger, slightly more ambitious version of Disneyland near Los Angeles.

　　Foreigners tend to associate Walt Disney with Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, and with his other famous cartoon characters, Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck.

　　There is very little that could be called vulgar in Disney World. It attracts people of most tastes and most income groups, and people of all ages, from toddlers to grandpas. There are two expensive hotels, a golf course, forest trails for horseback riding and rivers for canoeing. But the central attraction of the resort is the Magic Kingdom.

　　Between the huge parking lots and the Magic Kingdom lies a broad artificial lake. In the distance rise the towers of Cinderella’s Castle. Even getting to the Magic Kingdom is quite an adventure. You have a choice of transportation. You can either cross the lake on a replica of a Mississippi paddlewheeler, or you can glide around the shore in a streamlined monorail train.

　　When you reach the terminal, you walk straight into a little square which faces Main Street. Main Street is late 19th century. There are modern shops inside the buildings, but all the facades are of the period. There are hanging baskets full of red and white flowers, and there is no traffic except a horse-drawn streetcar and an ancient double-decker bus. Yet as you walk through the Magic Kingdom, you are actually walking on top of a network of underground roads. This is how the shops, restaurants and all other material needs of the Magic Kingdom are invisibly supplied.

——英语口语晨读美文

英语口语晨读美文1

　　Bidding the lovely scenes at distance hail！ and see no end to the landscape，new objects presenting themselves as we advance；so，in the commencement of life，we set no bounds to our inclinations。nor to the unrestricted opportunities of grastifying them。we have as yet found no obstacle，no disposition to flag；and it seems that we can go on so forever。

　　We look round in a new world，full of life，and motion，and ceaseless progress；and feel in ourselves all the vigour and spirit to keep pace with it，and do not foresee from any present symptoms how we shall be left behind in the natural course of things，decline into old age，and drop into the grave。It is the simplicity，and as it were abstractedness of our feelings in youth，that（so to speak）identifies us with nature ，and（our experience being slight and our passions strong）deludes us into a belief of being immortal like it。

　　Our short—lives connexion with existence we fondly flatter ourselves，is an indissoluble and lasting union—a honeymoon that knows neither coldness，jar，nor separation。As infants smile and sleep，we are rocked in the cradle of our wayward fancies，and lulled into security by the roar of the universe around us0we quaff the cup of life with eager haste without draining it，instead of which it only overflows the more—objects press around us，filling the mind with their magnitude and with the strong of desires that wait upon them，so that we have no room for the thoughts of death。

　　此时，但觉好风光应接不暇，而且，前程更有美不胜收的新鲜景致。在这生活的开端，我们听任自己的志趣驰骋，放手给它们一切满足的机会。到此为止，我们还没有碰上过什么障碍，也没有感觉到什么疲惫，因此觉得还可以一直这样向前走去，直到永远。

　　我们看到四周一派新天地——生机盎然，变动不居，日新月异；我们觉得自己活力充盈，精神饱满，可与宇宙并驾齐驱。而且，眼前也无任何迹象可以证明，在大自然的发展过程中，我们自己也会落伍，衰老，进入坟墓。由于年轻人天真单纯，可以说是茫然无知，因而将自己跟大自然划上等号；并且，由于经验少而感情盛，误以为自己也能和大自然一样永世长存。

　　我们一厢情愿，痴心妄想，竟把自己在世上的暂时栖身，当作千古不变、万事长存的结合，好像没有冷淡、争执、离别的密月。像婴儿带着微笑入睡，我们躺在用自己编织成的摇篮里，让大千世界的万籁之声催哄我们安然入梦；我们急切切，兴冲冲地畅饮生命之杯，怎么也不会饮干，反而好像永远是满满欲溢；森罗万象纷至沓来，各种欲望随之而生，使我们腾不出工夫想死亡。

——高中英语晨读美文5篇

高中英语晨读美文1

　　The Most Beautiful Flower

　　The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree. Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, For the world was intent on dragging me down.

　　And if that weren"t enough to ruin my day, A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play. He stood right before me with his head tilted down And said with great excitement, "Look what I found!"

　　In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight, With its petals all worn - not enough rain, or too little light. Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play, I faked a small smile and then shifted away.

　　But instead of retreating he sat next to my side and placed the flower to his nose and declared with surprise, "It sure smells pretty and it"s beautiful, too. That"s why I picked it; here, it"s for you."

　　The weed before me was dying or dead. Not vibrant of colors, orange, yellow or red. But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave. So I reached for the flower, and replied, "Just what I need."

　　But instead of him placing the flower in my hand, He held it mid-air without reason or plan. It was then that I noticed for the very first time, that weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind.

　　I heard my voice quiver, tears shone like the sun. As I thanked him for picking the very best one. "You"re welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play, Unaware of the impact he"d had on my day.

　　I sat there and wondered how he managed to see a self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree. How did he know of my self-indulged plight? Perhaps from his heart, he"d been blessed with true sight.

　　Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see, the problem was not with the world; the problem was me. And for all of those times I myself had been blind, I vowed to see beauty,Then I held that wilted flower up to my nose and breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose And smiled as that young boy, another weed in his hand About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.

高中英语晨读美文2

　　The fire

　　A couple,John and Mary,had two lovely children.John had just been asked to go on a business trip and would be gone for several days.Mary would go along too.They hired a reliable woman to care for children and made the trip,returning home a little earlier than they had planned.

　　As they drove into their home town feeling glad to be back,they noticed smoke,and they went off their usual route to see what it was.They found a home in flames.Mary said,”Oh,well, it isn’t our fire,let’s go home.”

　　But John drove closer and exclaimed, “That home belongs to Fred Jones who works at the plant.He wouldn’t be off work yet,maybe there is something we could do. ” “It has nothing to do with us, ”protested Mary.

　　But John drove up and stopped and they were both horror stricken to see the whole house in flames.A woman on the lawn was in hysterics screaming, “The children!Get the children! ”John grabbed her by the shoulder saying, “Get a hold of yourself and tell us where the children are! ”“In the basement, ”sobbed the woman,”down the hall and to the left. ”

　　In spite of Mary’s protests John bolted for the basement which was full of smoke and scorching hot.He found the door and two children.As he left he could hear some more whimpering.He delivered the two badly frightened and nearly suffocated children into waiting arms and started back asking how many more children were down there.They told him two more and Mary grabbed his arm and screamed, “John!Don’t go back!It’s*!That house will cave in any second. ”

　　But he ran into the smoke filed hallway and into the room.At last he found both children.As he stumbled up the endless steps,the thought went through his mind that there was something strangely familiar about the little bodies clinging to him,and at last when they came out into the sunlight and fresh air,he found that he had just rescued his own children.

　　The baby-sitter had left them at this home while she did some shopping…

高中英语晨读美文3

　　The hardworking blacksmith Jones used to work all day in his shop and so hard working was he that at times he would make the sparks fly from his hammer.

　　The son of Mr. Smith, a rich neighbor, used to come to see the blacksmith everyday and for hours and hours he would enjoy himself watching how the tradesman worked.

　　"Young man, why dont you try your hand to learn to make shoe tacks, even if it is only to pass the time?" said the blacksmith. "Who knows, one day, it may be of use to you."

　　The lazy boy began to see what he could do. But after a little practice he found that he was becoming very skilled and soon he was making some of the finest tacks.

　　Old Mr. Smith died and the son on account of the war lost all his goods. He had to leave home and was forced to take up residence in another country. It so happened that in this village there were numerous shoemakers who were spending a lot of money to buy tacks for their shoes and even at times when they paid high prices they were not always able to get what they wanted, because in that part of the country there was a high demand for soldiers shoes.

　　Our young Mr. Smith, who was finding it difficult to earn his daily bread, remembered that once upon a time he had

　　learned the art of making tacks and had the sudden idea of making a bargain with the shoemakers. He told them that he would make the tacks if they would help to get him settled in his workshop. The shoemakers were only too glad of the offer. And after a while, Mr. Smith found that he was soon making the finest tacks in the village.

　　"How funny it seems," he used to say, "even making tacks can bring a fortune. My trade is more useful to me than were all my former riches."

高中英语晨读美文4

　　The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree. Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, For the world was intent on dragging me down.

　　And if that werent enough to ruin my day, A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play. He stood right before me with his head tilted down And said with great excitement, "Look what I found!"

　　In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight, With its petals all worn - not enough rain, or too little light. Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play, I faked a small smile and then shifted away.

　　But instead of retreating he sat next to my side and placed the flower to his nose and declared with surprise, "It sure smells pretty and its beautiful, too. Thats why I picked it; here, its for you."

　　The weed before me was dying or dead. Not vibrant of colors, orange, yellow or red. But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave. So I reached for the flower, and replied, "Just what I need."

　　But instead of him placing the flower in my hand, He held it mid-air without reason or plan. It was then that I noticed for the very first time, that weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind.

　　I heard my voice quiver, tears shone like the sun. As I thanked him for picking the very best one. "Youre welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play, Unaware of the impact hed had on my day.

　　I sat there and wondered how he managed to see a self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree. How did he know of my self-indulged plight? Perhaps from his heart, hed been blessed with true sight.

　　Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see, the problem was not with the world; the problem was me. And for all of those times I myself had been blind, I vowed to see beauty,Then I held that wilted flower up to my nose and breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose And smiled as that young boy, another weed in his hand About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.

高中英语晨读美文5

　　There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger,the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

　　Finally the day came when the boy didnt lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It wont matter how many times you say Im sorry, the wound is still there."

——中学生英语美文欣赏3篇

中学生英语美文欣赏1

　　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 waywa

　　rd 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 my life for a few hours for 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 wished to know why the stars shine...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.

中学生英语美文欣赏2

　　There were a sensitivity and a beauty to her that have nothing to do with looks. She was one to be listened to, whose words were so easy to take to heart.

　　It is said that the true nature of being is veiled. The labor of words, the expression of art, the seemingly ceaseless buzz that is human thought all have in common the need to get at what really is so. The hope to draw close to and possess the truth of being can be a feverish one. In some cases it can even be fatal, if pleasure is one"s truth and its attainment more important than life itself. In other lives, though, the search for what is truthful gives life.

　　I used to find notes left in the collection basket, beautiful notes about my homilies and about the writer"s thoughts on the daily scriptural readings. The person who penned the notes would add reflections to my thoughts and would always include some quotes from poets and mystics he or she had read and remembered and loved. The notes fascinated me. Here was someone immersed in a search for truth and beauty. Words had been treasured, words that were beautiful. And I felt as if the words somehow delighted in being discovered, for they were obviously very generous to the as yet anonymous writer of the notes. And now this person was in turn learning the secret of sharing them. Beauty so shines when given away. The only truth that exists is, in that sense, free.

　　It was a long time before I met the author of the notes.

　　One Sunday morning, I was told that someone was waiting for me in the office. The young person who answered the rectory door said that it was "the woman who said she left all the notes." When I saw her I was shocked, since I immediately recognized her from church but had no idea that it was she who wrote the notes. She was sitting in a chair in the office with her hands folded in her lap. Her head was bowed and when she raised it to look at me, she could barely smile without pain. Her face was disfigured, and the skin so tight from surgical procedures that smiling or laughing was very difficult for her. She had suffered terribly from treatment to remove the growths that had so marred her face.

　　We chatted for a while that Sunday morning and agreed to meet for lunch later that week.

　　As it turned out we went to lunch several times, and she always wore a hat during the meal. I think that treatments of some sort had caused a lot of her hair to fall out. We shared things about our lives. I told her about my schooling and growing up. She told me that she had worked for years for an insurance company. She never mentioned family, and I did not ask.

　　We spoke of authors we both had read, and it was easy to tell that books are a great love of hers.

　　I have thought about her often over the years and how she struggled in a society that places an incredible premium on looks, class, wealth and all the other fineries of life. She suffered from a disfigurement that cannot be made to look attractive. I know that her condition hurt her dee*.

　　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.

中学生英语美文欣赏3

　　Three centuries later, shortly before the birth of Christ, Egypt was still ruled by a living goddess, Cleopatra, a Greek descended from one of Alexander"s generals. She looked back to the Golden Age of Alexander"s world empire and was determined to do even better herself.

　　Alexander died at the age of 32. By the time Cleopatra was 23, she had gone ever further than Alexander making her entrance into Rome as Queen of Egypt and consort of Julius Caesar, the most powerful man in the world.

　　These were complex times. To keep your throne, you had to be adaptable, ruthless, intelligent and a great politician. Cleopatra had all these traits which is why history has provided us with lots of interpretations of Cleopatra. Renaissance poets saw her as a *e dying for love. And painters alluded to her eroticism in their bare breasted portrayals of the dying queen. Hollywood reinforced the image of Cleopatra as a vamp starting with Theda Bara"s seductive portrayal in 1917.

　　But who was the real Cleopatra? What did she really look like?

　　We"re in Berlin because this is the best portrait of Cleopatra in the world. There are very few ancient sculptures that are existing. So this is probably as close as we"re ever going to get to how she really looked. She"s rather plain looking, isn"t she? Look at her hair. It"s tied up in a simple bun. It"s a classical Greek hairstyle. It"s practical but not exactly designed to captivate a Roman general.

　　We know from ancient sources that her hair was a reddish color, wavy. But look at her nose. It"s a little bit too long and hooked at the end. And her mouth, is not exactly sensual. She"s not wearing any jewelry. There are no earrings, no necklace. This is not the portrait of a femme fatale.

　　The ancient sources tell us she was intelligent, witty, charming, a linguist and along with this, she had a tremendous determination. It was this amazing combination of abilities that made Cleopatra the most famous woman in history. It wasn"t her beauty.

　　Women in Egypt had always been powerful: Queen Hatshepsut, Nefertiti and now Cleopatra. But during the era of the Ptolemy"s, the role of Greek women had changed. They gained an identity apart from that of their husbands or families. Women participated in the arts and civic life and marriage became a union of two people, not just two houses. The portraits of the women of this period show strong individuals looking back at you with confidence. They"re almost haunting. Women would not have this power again until the 20th century. Cleopatra was well educated, strong minded with ideas of her own and a female.

　　As a intellectual, Cleopatra would have been heartbroken: when during fighting between Egyptians and Caesar"s Roman troops, there occurred one of the greatest tragedies of the ancient world - the burning of the library of Alexandria. It"s sad to think about what was lost in the fire at Alexandria. There are the missing manuscripts of Aristotle and Plato. They were probably there. There was an entire room with editions of Homer. Maybe even there were early manuscripts of the Old Testament, which could probably help settle Biblical questions today.

　　Cleopatra was eventually able to replace 200,000 of the manuscripts. Books were very important to her. It"s ironic that today everybody knows her for her beauty, but it was her intelligence that was most important asset she had.

——初一英语短篇美文欣赏3篇

初一英语短篇美文欣赏1

　　A crazy age, a sad past. Together, it"s a picture of youth, and we"re going to arrange them one by one.

　　We live under the warmth of the wings, happiness, and no contentment. Be light of heart from care。 An unruly little fart child. No one really grows up or matured. It"s all some of my own subjective ideas. In the eyes of the grown-up, I"m just a child, a bunch of ridiculous children.

　　Sometimes, I despise myself in this generation of people, including me, we are too self all immersed in their own third of an acre. The land on the ground is a huge melon and fruit! Only after the incision is hollow. And intoxicated, do not consider the outside world, in the intoxication of the fruit in addition to the seeds. There is also the inner restlessness. Sensitivity and absurdity. We are also praiseworthy, and we have our own ideals. Is not everyone like this? Maybe it"s a lot of ideal! When those unrealistic ideals are replaced, we disagree. It is ridiculous that it is regarded as the appreciation of his own interest. The last thing was frustration. Low. Self mockery.

　　And what makes me nauseous what "non mainstream", I really think it even I scolded. I have even sought it. Try to imitate. God, I know now what I regret. I think I scolded myself if I scolded the non mainstream. No harm! I don"t care who call, that is once. Those are dark. Decadent。 Fancy. What is the concealment of the blurred picture? It"s vanity and kitsch! The curtain of smoked make-up is self abased! I don"t want to mention this, but one more thing, the result of some things often leaks out of its original form. The original form of "non mainstream" is *ographic and bloody, and I am afraid it implies the heart of the pursuer.

　　Some people will generally thought, this text is from my third of an acre "!

　　I would say, "because I have my own youth, too!"

　　Youth has a multi layer coat, one of which is called cruelty. To me and to my friends who have finished reading this chapter.

——高中生晨读英语美文 (菁选3篇)

高中生晨读英语美文1

　　Beauty of July七月之美

　　By Alice Meynell

　　One has the leisure of July for perceiving all the differences of the green of leaves. It is no longer a difference in degrees of maturity, for all the trees have darkened to their final tone, and stand in their differences of character and not of mere date. Almost all the green is grave, not sad and not dull. It has a darkened and a daily colour, in majestic but not obvious harmony with dark grey skies, and might look, to inconstant eyes, as prosaic after spring as eleven o"clock looks after the dawn.

　　七月间，人们有余暇观察树叶绿翠的千差万别。这不再是成熟上的差异，因为所有的树木，或转苍翠，或呈墨绿，色调均已固着定格，从而展现出来的，并非时节上的不同，而是各自品格上的差异。几乎各种绿色，品味凝重，既不流于悒郁，也不失之沉闷，它具有一种深沉、日常的色泽，与灰暗的苍穹浑然一体，构成庄重却非一眼可见的和谐，故而在游览扫掠的目光看来，可能会有阳春繁景过后的*淡之感。一如黎明之后十一点的光景。

　　Gravity is the word---not solemnity as towards evening, nor menace as at night. The daylight trees of July are signs of common beauty, common freshness, and a mystery familiar and abiding as night and day. In childhood we all have a more exalted sense of dawn and summer sunrise than we ever fully retain or quite recover; and also a far-higher sensibility for April and April evenings---a heartache for them, which in riper years is gradually and irretrievably consoled. 凝重，乃是最贴切的字眼——不是时近黄昏的阴沉，亦非黑夜之中的森然。七月白昼的葱郁树木，体现出普通的美，常见的清新，是一种如同黑夜白昼般惯常而又永恒不变的不解之谜。童年时代，我们看到黎明和夏天日出盛景，会油然生出一股日后无法充分保留、也难以完全恢复的奋激狂喜;同时，对四月和四月的日暮黄昏，还产生一种陶然忘情的欣赏共鸣——一种为之怦然心动的神驰向往，进入壮年之后，又无可挽回地逐渐淡化*息。

　　But, on the other hand, childhood has so quickly learned to find daily things tedious, and familiar things importunate, that it has no great delight in the mere middle of the day, and feels weariness of the summer that has ceased to change visibly. The poetry of mere day and of late summer becomes perceptible to mature eyes that have long ceased to be sated, have taken leave of weariness, and cannot now find anything in nature too familiar; eyes which have, indeed, lost sight of the further awe of midsummer daybreak, and no longer see so much of the past in April twilight as they saw when they had no past; but which look freshly at the dailiness of green summer, of early afternoon, of every sky of any form that comes to pass, and of the darkened elms.

　　只有阅历丰富的慧眼，才能感受到白昼本身的夏末时令固有的诗意——这双慧眼已久未获满足矣，同时也摆脱了厌倦感，此刻发现在自然界，即使最常见的景物也另有一番情趣;诚然，面对仲夏红日的喷薄欲出，已不再萌发敬畏之情;凝望四月的苍茫暮色，也不会比一无阅历的童年，引发更多的联想，然而，对司空见惯的日常景象——树木葱茏的盛夏，日过中天的午后，来而复去、变幻不定的每一片云天，还有幽暗的`榆树——反倒会投以新的目光。

高中生晨读英语美文2

　　Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born. So one day he asked God, “They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?”

　　God replied, “Among the many angels, I chose one for you. She will be waiting for you and will take care of you.”

　　But the child wasn"t sure he really wanted to go. “But tell me, here in Heaven, I don"t do anything else but sing and smile, that"s enough for me to be happy.”

　　“Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you every day. And you will feel your angel"s love and be happy.”

　　“And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me,” the child continued, “if I don"t know the language that men talk?”

　　God patted him on the head and said, “Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak.”

　　“And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?”

　　But God had an answer for that question too. “Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray.”

　　“I"ve heard that on earth there are bad men, who will protect me?”

　　“Your angel will defend you even if it means risking her life!”

　　“But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore,” the child continued warily.

　　God smiled on the young one. “Your angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you the way for you to come back to me, even though I will always be next to you.”

　　At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from earth could already be heard. The child knew he had to start on his journey very soon. He asked God one more question, softly, “Oh God, if I am about to leave now, please tell me my angel"s name.”

　　God touched the child on the shoulder and answered, “Your angel"s name is not hard to remember. You will sim* call her Mommy.”

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　　从前有一个孩子准备出生。所以有一天他问上帝， "他们告诉我，你送我到地球的明天，但我应该如何去生活，有那么小和无助" ?

　　上帝回答说： "在众多的天使，我选择了一个给你。她会等着你，并会照顾你" 。

　　但孩子不知道他是否真的想去。 " ，但告诉我，这里的天堂，我什么都不做，否则，但唱歌和微笑，那足够我快乐" 。

　　"你的天使会唱歌，你也将微笑为你的每一天。你会觉得你的天使的爱与快乐" 。

　　"我应该如何去完成可以理解的时候，人们都说，我说： "孩子继续说： "如果我不知道的语言，男人谈" ?

　　上帝拍拍他的头说： "你的天使会告诉你最美丽的，并说漂亮话，你将永远听到的，并给予很多的耐心和关怀，你的天使将教导您如何发言" 。

　　"有什么我会做的时候，我想你谈谈" ?

　　但是上帝在回答这个问题太大。 "你的天使将双手放在一起，并会教你如何祈祷" 。

　　"我听说地球上有坏男人，他们会保护我" ?

　　"你的天使将会保卫你，即使这意味着冒她的生命" !

　　"但我将永远难过，因为我不会见你了， "孩子继续侧目。

　　上帝微笑着对年轻的一个。 "你的天使将永远和大家谈谈我会教你的方法让你回来给我，即使我将永远你旁边" 。

　　就在这个时候有很多和*的天堂，而是声音，从地球上已经能够被听到。孩子知道他已开始对他的旅程即将展开。他问上帝一个问题，悄悄地， "噢上帝，如果我即将离开，现在，请告诉我我的天使的名字" 。

　　上帝感动了孩子的肩膀，并回答了， "你的天使的名字并不难记。你干脆叫她妈妈" 。

高中生晨读英语美文3

　　Two Truths to Live by人生的两条真理

　　By Alexander M. Schindler

　　The art of living is to know when to hold fast and when to let go. For life is paradox: it enjoins us to cling to its many gifts even while it ordains their eventual relinquishment. The rabbis of Old put it this way:" A man comes to this world with his fist clenched, but when he dies, his hand is open. 生活的艺术是要懂得何时紧紧抓住，何时学会放弃。因为人生就是一对矛盾，它促使我们牢牢抓住人生的很多赐予，但同时又注定了我们对这些给予最终的放弃。老一辈犹太学者是这样说的：人来到这个世界的时候拳头是紧握的，而当离开的时候，手却是松开的。

　　Surely we ought to hold fast to life, for it is wondrous, and full of a beauty that breaks through every pore of God’s own earth. We know that this is so, but all too often we recognize this truth only in our backward glance when we remember what it was and then suddenly realize that it is no more. 当然，我们应该仅仅抓住生活，因为生活是神奇的，是充满着美的——上帝创造的大地的每一个空间都充斥着至美。我们都知道这点，但我们却常常在回首往事之时才明白这个道理，然后突然意识到逝去的时光已经一去不复返了。

　　We remember a beauty that faded, a love that waned. But we remember with far greater pain that we did not see that beauty when it flowered, that we failed to respond with love when it was tendered. 我们追忆逝去的美丽，残缺的爱情，但是更令人痛心的回忆是当繁花盛开之时错过了欣赏它的美丽;当爱情眷顾之时却未能做出回应。

　　This not an easy lesson to learn, especially when we are young and think that the world is ours to command, that whatever we desire with the full force of our passionate being can, nay, will, be ours.

　　学会(珍爱美好的事物)是不容易做到的。尤其是我们年轻时，认为世界是由我们掌握的，只要我们自己满腔热情，全力以赴的去追求，我们想要的东西就能够——不，是一定能够得到。

　　But then life moves along to confront us with realities, and slowly but surely this second truth dawns upon us. At every stage of life we sustain losses—and grow in the process.And ultimately, as the parable of the open and closed hand suggests, we must confront the inevitability of our own demise, losing ourselves as it were, all that we were or dreamed to be.

　　随着我们的成长，生活使我们不得不面对现实，而第二种真理逐渐被我们所感知，所理解。 在人生的每一个阶段，我们都要承受损失，在这个过程中我们慢慢的长大. 最终，正如松手和握拳的比喻那样：我们自己也得走向不可抗拒的死亡，失去了原有的自我，失去了以往的或梦想过的一切。

　　The insight gleaned from that experience is really as commonplace as was the experience itself: life’s gifts are precious--but we are too heedless of them.

　　我们在阅历中所积累起来的洞察力就像我们的经历本身一样的*凡生活的赐予是可贵的，可是我们却常常忽视了它们的存在。

　　Here then is the first pile of life"s paradoxical demands on us: Never too busy for the wonder and the awe of life. Be reverent before each dawning day. Embrace each hour. Seize each golden minute.

　　生命中有太多似非而是的矛盾，以下是第一种矛盾给我们的启迪：不要过于忙碌而忽略领悟生命的神奇，失掉对生命的敬畏。在破晓时分怀抱虔诚心情迎接每一天，拥抱每一个时辰，把握好黄金般的每一分钟。

　　Hold fast to life... but not so fast that you cannot let go. This is the second side of life"s coin, the opposite pole of its paradox: we must accept our losses, and learn how to let go.

　　紧紧抓住生命但是不要过于执着而不懂得放手。这是生命之道的另一个层面，矛盾的另一极：我们必须接受失去，并且学会放弃。

——英语美文欣赏的好处

英语美文欣赏的好处1

　　1. Mental Stimulation

　　刺激神经

　　Studies have shown that staying mentally stimulated can slow the progress of (or possibly even prevent) Alzheimer’s and Dementia, since keeping your brain active and engaged prevents it from losing power. Just like any other muscle in the body, the brain requires exercise to keep it strong and healthy, so the phrase “use it or lose it” is particularly apt when it comes to your mind. Doing puzzles and playing games such as chess have also been found to be helpful with cognitive stimulation.

　　研究表明通过保持大脑活力和专注力，可有效防止大脑衰退，这样的持续精神刺激能够有效减缓（甚至可能防止）老年痴呆症的发生。正如身体其他部位的肌肉，大脑也需要通过锻炼来保持强壮和健康，所以有句话怎么说来着“不用就失去”，这对脑力尤其适用。猜谜以及玩游戏如下国际象棋也能有效刺激认知。

　　2. Stress Reduction

　　减缓压力

　　No matter how much stress you have at work, in your personal relationships, or countless other issues faced in daily life, it all just slips away when you lose yourself in a great story. A well-written novel can transport you to other realms, while an engaging article will distract you and keep you in the present moment, letting tensions drain away and allowing you to relax.

　　无论工作、人际关系还是其他杂七杂八的日常琐事中遇到多大的压力，一个好故事绝对能让你把这些都抛在脑后。一本优质小说绝对可以带你进入另一个世界，而一篇好的文章足以把你牢牢吸引无暇顾其他，帮你去除紧张让你得以放松。

　　3. Knowledge

　　知识

　　Everything you read fills your head with new bits of information, and you never know when it might come in handy. The more knowledge you have, the better-equipped you are to tackle any challenge you’ll ever face.

　　你所阅读的都会充斥大脑，让其得到新的信息，你绝对不知道啥时候就会派上用场，知识越多，面对挑战时你的底气就越足。

　　Additionally, here’s a bit of food for thought: should you ever find yourself in dire circumstances, remember that although you might lose everything else—your job, your possessions, your money, even your health—knowledge can never be taken from you.

　　另外，这是你的精神食粮，哪怕发现自己处在这样可悲的境地，即使你失去了一切——工作，财产，金钱甚健康——你绝不会失去知识。

　　4.Vocabulary Expansion

　　扩大词汇量

　　This goes with the above topic: the more you read, the more words you gain exposure to, and they’ll inevitably make their way into your everyday vocabulary. Being articulate and well-spoken is of great help in any profession, and knowing that you can speak to higher-ups with self-confidence can be an enormous boost to your self-esteem. It could even aid in your career, as those who are well-read, well-spoken, and knowledgeable on a variety of topics tend to get promotions more quickly (and more often) than those with smaller vocabularies and lack of awareness of literature, scientific breakthroughs, and global events.

　　这和上面的话题其实差不多：你读的越多，获得的词汇就越多，这样就不可避免的会增加你的日常词汇量。语言表达流利对任何职业都大有好处，有自信的与上级交流可是对自尊的`大大增加，甚至对职业都是个帮助。相比词汇量小、文学素养匮乏、科技知识小白、不关心国家大事的人而言，那些读书多、口才好、博学的人似乎升职更快（更频繁）哦。

　　Reading books is also vital for learning new languages, as non-native speakers gain exposure to words used in context, which will ameliorate their own speaking and writing fluency.

　　学习新语言，阅读也是个不可或缺的。这样非母语的学生才能了解语境中单词的使用，促使自己在口语和写作中更加自然流畅。