初中英语作文范文：我喜欢看短篇小说

I like reading novels, because in the novels, I can imagine the world that the author creates, I treat myself as part of the novels, it feels like that I witness all the incidents. I especially like to read short novels, because I dont have so much t

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 06 How I Edited an Agricultural Paper Once

I did not take the temporary editorship of an agriculture paper without misgivings. Neither would a landsman take, command of a ship without misgivings. But I was in circumstances that made the salary an object. The regular editor of the paper was go

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 05 The Story of the Good Little Boy Who Did Not Prosper

[The following has been written at the instance of several literary friends, who thought that if the history of The Bad Little Boy who Did not Come to Grief (a moral sketch which I published five or six years ago) was worthy of preservation several w

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 04 Journalism In Tennessee

The editor of the Memphis Avalanche swoops thus mildly down upon a correspondent who posted him as a Radical: While he was writing the first word, the middle, dotting his i's, crossing his t's, and punching his period, he knew he was concocting a sen

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 07 Political Economy

Here I was interrupted and informed that a stranger wished to see me down at the door. I went and confronted him, and asked to know his business, struggling all the time to keep a tight rein on my seething political economy ideas, and not let them br

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 10 Punch Brothers Punch

Will the reader please to cast his eye over the following verses , and see if he can discover anything harmful in them? Conductor, when you receive a fare,Punch in the presence of the passenjare! A blue trip slip for an eight-cent fare,A buff trip sl

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 09 The Facts Concerning the Recent Carnival of Crime in Connecticut

I was feeling blithe, almost jocund. I put a match to my cigar, and just then the morning's mailwas handed in. The first superscription I glanced at was in a handwriting that sent a thrill ofpleasure through and through me. It was aunt Mary's; and sh

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 02 The Story of the Bad Boy Who Didn't Come to Grief

Once there was a bad little boy, whose name was Jim -- though, if you will notice, you will find that bad little boys are nearly always called James in your Sunday-school books. It was very strange, but still it was true, that this one was called Jim

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 01 Jim Smiley and His Jumping Frog

Mr. A. Ward,Dear Sir: -- Well, I called on good-natured, garrulous old Simon Wheeler, and inquired after your friend, Leonidas W. Smiley, as you requested me to do, and I hereunto append the result. If you can get any information out of it you are co

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 08 A True Story Repeated Word for Word as I Heard It

A True Story Repeated Word for Word as I Heard ItIt was summer time, and twilight. We were sitting on the porch of the farm-house, on the summit of the hill, and Aunt Rachel was sitting respectfully below our level, on the steps, for she was our serv

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 11 Jim Bakers Blue-Jay Yarn

Animals talk to each other, of course. There can be no question about that; but I suppose there are very few people who can understand them. I never knew but one man who could. I knew he could, however, because he told me so himself. He was a middle-

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 13 The McWilliamses and the Burglar Alarm

The conversation drifted smoothly and pleasantly along from weather to crops, from crops to literature, from literature to scandal, from scandal to religion; then took a random jump, and landed on the subject of burglar alarms. And now for the first

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 14 The Private History of a Campaign That Failed

You have heard from a great many people who did something in the war; is it not fair and right that you listen a little moment to one who started out to do something in it, but didn`t? Thousands entered the war, got just a taste of it, and then stepp

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 15 Extracts from Adams Diary

MONDAY.--This new creature with the long hair is a good deal in the way. It is always hanging around and following me about. I don't like this; I am not used to company. I wish it would stay with the other animals.... Cloudy today, wind in the east;

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 12 The Stolen White Elephant

[Left out of A Tramp Abroad, because it was feared that some of the particulars had been exaggerated, and that others were not true. Before these suspicions had been proven groundless, the book had gone to press. --M. T.] Chapter 1The following curio

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 03 Cannibalism In The Cars

Cannibalism In The Cars by Mark TwainI visited St. Louis lately, and on my way West, after changing cars at Terre Haute, Indiana, a mild, benevolent-looking gentleman of about forty-five, or maybe fifty, came in at one of the way-stations and sat dow

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 18 Eve's Diary

SATURDAY -- I am almost a whole day old, now. I arrived yesterday. That is as it seems to me. And it must be so, for if there was a day-before-yesterday I was not there when it happened, or I should remember it. It could be, of course, that it did ha

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 17 The 30000 Bequest

Chapter 1Lakeside was a pleasant little town of five or six thousand inhabitants, and a rather pretty one, too, as towns go in the Far West. It had church accommodations for thirty-five thousand, which is the way of the Far West and the South, where

马克吐温最佳短篇小说 16 The Man That Corrupted Hadleyburg

Chapter 1It was many years ago. Hadleyburg was the most honest and upright town in all the region round about. It had kept that reputation unsmirched during three generations, and was prouder of it than of any other of its possessions. It was so prou

法国街头现短篇小说ATM机

Many have lamented the lost art of reading in our social-media-driven, content-hungry world, but few have actually tried to do anything about it. 在社交媒体发达、追求新鲜内容的当今世界，很多人为阅读艺术的日渐式微而感到