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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 str
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 yo
【英文原文】 The Devoted Friend One morning the old Water-rat put his head out of his hole. He had bright beady eyes and stiff grey whiskers and his tail was like a long bit of black india-rubber. The little ducks were swimming about in the pon
'Good morning, little Hans,' said the Miller. 'Good morning,' said Hans, leaning on his spade, and smiling from ear to ear. 'And how have you been all the winter?' said the Miller. 'Well, really,' cried Hans, 'it is very good of you to ask, very good
【英文原文】 'Well, the fact is,' said Hans, 'that I was obliged to. You see the winter was a very bad time for me, and I really had no money at all to buy bread with. So I first sold the silver buttons off my Sunday coat, and then I sold my si
【英文原文】 It was a very hot day, and the road was terribly dusty, and before Hans had reached the sixth milestone he was so tired that he had to sit down and rest. However, he went on bravely, and as last he reached the market. After he had
I'll tell you how the Sun rose - A Ribbon at a time - The Steeples swam in Amethyst - The news, like Squirrels, ran - The Hills untied their Bonnets - The Bobolinks - begun - Then I said softly to myself - That must have been the Sun! But how he set
Nobody knows this little Rose - It might a pilgrim be Did I not take it from the ways And lift it up to thee. Only a Bee will miss it - Only a Butterfly, Hastening from far journey - On its breast to lie - Only a Bird will wonder - Only a Breeze will
A sepal, petal, and a thorn Upon a common summer's morn - A flask of Dew - A Bee or two - A Breeze - a caper in the trees - And I'm a Rose! A few lines and there is an idyllic summer image. She herself becomes the rose. In her is the sepal protecting
As imperceptibly as Grief The Summer lapsed away - Too imperceptible at last To seem like Perfidy - A Quietness distilled As Twilight long begun, Or Nature spending with herself Sequestered Afternoon - The Dusk drew earlier in - The Morning foreign s
THE NIGHTINGALE AND THE ROSE She said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses, cried the young student, but in all my garden there is no red rose. From her nest in the home oak tree the nightingale heard him, and she looked out throug
【英文原文】 The young student was still lying on the grass, where she had left him, and the tears were not yet dry in his beautiful eyes. Be happy, cried the nightingale, be happy; you shall have your red rose. I will build it out of music by
So you see, I'd missed fitting in to just about every category out there: 可以看到我与所有的生活格格不入: daughter, wife, mother, scholar. 作为女儿,作为妻子,作为妈妈,作为学者。 And the dream of being a writer w
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
大师们的作品在我们心灵扎根,诗人们的佳句在我们血管中运行。我们年轻时读了书,年老了又把它们记起。 ----赫兹利特 Companionship of Books A man may usually be known by the books he reads as well as by th
Be Happy! The days that make us happy make us wise.----John Masefield when I first read this line by Englands Poet Laureate, it startled me. What did Masefield mean? Without thinking about it much, I had always assumed that the opposite was true. But
决定成败的不是你的大小,只要你做最好的自己! Be the best of whatever you are Douglas Malloch If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill, Be a scrub in the valley---but be The best little scrub by the side of the rill; Be a bush
有时我想,把每天都当作生命中的最后一天来边,也不失为一个极好的生活法则。这种态度会使人格外重视生命的价值。我们每天都应该以优雅的姿态,充沛的精力,抱着感恩之心来生活。
沉湎过去,就无法与今天同行,明天因而也成了一个遥遥的无期。 沉湎过去,就无法让我们的每天过得精彩,痛苦因而成了一个咒语无法摆脱。 What is Your Recovery Rate? What is your recovery rate? How lon
In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light In summer, quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. I have to go to bed and see The birds still hopping on the tree, Or hear the grown-up people's feet Still going past me in the st