【请帮我找一篇写景的英文散文要写景的,最好是名家的,不是名家的也可以:)】
请帮我找一篇写景的英文散文
要写景的,最好是名家的,
不是名家的也可以:)
【请帮我找一篇写景的英文散文要写景的,最好是名家的,不是名家的也可以:)】
请帮我找一篇写景的英文散文
要写景的,最好是名家的,
不是名家的也可以:)
1Smile微笑
byBarbaraHauck
Shesmiledatasorrowfulstranger,
Thesmileseemedtomakehimfeelbetter.
Herememberedpastkindnessofafriend
Andwrotehimathankyouletter.
Thefriendwassopleasedwiththethankyou
Thatheleftalargetipafterlunch.
Thewaitress,surprisedbythesizeofthetip,
Betthewholethingonahunch.
Thenextdayshepickedupherwinnings,
Andgaveparttoamanonthestreet.
Themanonthestreetwasgrateful;
Fortwodayshe'dnothingtoeat.
Afterhefinishedhisdinner,
Heleftforhissmalldingyroom.
(Hedidn'tknowatthatmoment
Thathemightbefacinghisdoom.)
Onthewayhepickedupashiveringpuppy
Andtookhimhometogetwarm.
Thepuppywasverygrateful
Tobeinoutofthestorm.
Thatnightthehousecaughtonfire.
Thepuppybarkedthealarm.
Hebarkedtillhewokethewholehousehold
Andsavedeverybodyfromharm.
Oneoftheboysthatherescued
GrewuptobePresident.
Allthisbecauseofasimplesmile
Thathadn'tcostacent.
2ALittlePieceofMe生命的过客
WhenhetoldmehewasleavingIfeltlikeavasewhichhasjustsmashed.Therewerepiecesofmealloverthetidy,tantiles.Hekepttalking,tellingmewhyhewasleaving,explainingitwasforthebest,Icoulddobetter,itwashisfaultandnotmine.Ihadhearditbeforemanytimesandyetsomehowwasstillnotimmune;perhapsonedidnotbecomeimmunetosuchfelony.
HeleftandItriedtogetonwithmylife.Ifilledthekettleandputitontoboil,Itookoutmyoldredmugandfilleditwithcoffeewatchingaseachcoffeegranuleslippedintothebonechina.Thatwaswhatmylifehadbeenlike,endlessomissionsofcoffeegranules,somehownevermanagingtomakethatcupofcoffee.
SomehowwhenthekettlepipeditsfinishingwarningIpretendednottohearit.That'swhatMike'sleavinghadbeenlike,suddenandwithanawfulfinality.Iwouldratherjustwallowinuncertaintythanhavethingsfinished.Ilaughedatmyself.Imaginegettingallphilosophicalandsentimentalaboutamugofcoffee.Imustbegettingold.
Andyetitwasayoungwomanwhostaredbackatmefromthemirror.Ayoungwomanfullofpromiseandhope,ayoungwomanwithbrighteyesandfulllipsjustwaitingtotakeontheworld.IneverlovedMikeanyway.Besidestherearemoreimportantthings.Moreimportantthanlove,Iinsisttomyselffirmly.ThelidgoesbackonthecoffeejustlikeclosureonthewholeMikeexperience.
Hedoesn'thauntmydreamsasIfearedthatnight.InsteadIamflyingfaracrossfieldsandwoods,lookingdownonthosebelowme.SuddenlyIfalltothegroundanditisonlywhenIwakeupthatIrealizeIwasshotbyahunter,broughtdownbytheburdenofnotthebulletbutthesoulofthemanwhoshotit.Irealizelater,withsomedegreeofunderstanding,thatMikewasthehunterholdingmedownandIamthebirdthatlongstofly.Thenextnightmydreamissimilartothepreviousnights,butwithoutthehunter.IflyfreeuntilImeetanotherbirdwhoflieswithmeinperfectharmony.Irealizewithsomereliefthatthereisabirdoutthereforme,thereisanotherperson,notnecessarilyaloverperhapsjustafriend,butthereissomeoneouttherewhoismysoulmate.Ithinkaboutbeingabro