英語名篇精華優(yōu)美的段落閱讀.docVIP

1、英語名篇精華優(yōu)美的段落閱讀英語優(yōu)美段落一I like for you to be stillI like for you to be still: it is as though you are 1)absentand you hear me from far away and my voe does not touch youIt seems as though your eyes had flown awayand it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouthAs all things are filled with my soulyou emerg

2、e from the things, filled with my soulYou are like my soul, a butterfly of dreamsand you are like the word 2)MelancholyI like for you to be still, and you seem far awayIt sounds as though you are 3)lamenting, a butterfly cooing like a doveAnd you hear me from far away, and my voe does not reach youL

3、et me e to be still in your silenceAnd let me talk to you with your silencethat is bright as a l, simple as a ringYou are like the night, with its stillness and 4)constellationsYour silence is that of a star, as remote and 5)candidI like for you to be still: it is as though you are absentdistant and

4、 full of sorrow, as though you had diedOne word then, one smile, is enoughAnd Im hy, hy that its not true我喜歡你是靜靜的我喜歡你是靜靜的：仿佛你消失了一樣你從遠(yuǎn)處聆聽我，我的聲音卻無法觸及你好似你的目光已經(jīng)游離飄去如同一個(gè)吻，封緘了你的嘴如同我積滿一切的靈魂而你從一切中出現(xiàn)，充盈了我的靈魂你像我的靈魂，像一只夢想的蝴蝶你如同憂郁這個(gè)詞我喜歡你是靜靜的，好似你已遠(yuǎn)去你聽起來像在悲嘆，一只如鴿般喁喁細(xì)語的蝴蝶你從遠(yuǎn)處聆聽我，我的聲音卻無法觸及你讓我在你的恬謐中安靜無聲并且讓我藉著你的沉默與你說

5、話你的沉默亮假設(shè)明燈，簡單如環(huán)你如黑夜，擁有寂靜與群星你的沉默就是星星的沉默，遙遠(yuǎn)而亮堂我喜歡你是靜靜的：仿佛你消失了一樣遠(yuǎn)隔千里，滿懷哀慟，仿佛你已不在人世彼時(shí)，一個(gè)字，一個(gè)微笑，就已足夠而我會(huì)感到幸福，因那不是真的感到幸福英語優(yōu)美段落二Me and WritingThis was the summer that I think I became a writer.I was thirteen years old.I wore steel-rimmed glasses and I was a very 1)solemn boy.Not that I was sad, but I simply

6、 was paying attention.Id been ven a typewriter by my Uncle George, when he got an electr.He gave me his old Underwood typewriter and I set it up in the 2)basement.I had a secret place under the stairs behind a 3)stack of sheet rock.I sat in there and wrote where my parents could not see me because t

7、hey were worried, you know, that I didnt go outside.And they believed in the 4)illusion of a balanced life, you know, you do a little bit of this, you do a little bit of that.I just wanted to do one thing.I just wanted to find things to write about.I liked to write about 5)tornadoes: Tornadoes, whh

8、e out of a peaceful summer day in the Midwest.And the skys blue and then suddenly its dark as night and this great snake-like cloud es slithering across the 6)landscape, 7)smashing houses at random, destroying this one, leaving this standing.I liked that idea.I wrote a story, a sort of 8)autobiograp

9、hal story, about a family from New York, a mrobiolost and his actress wife, and their son, who looked, and walked, and talked, and thought, and felt eactly like me.I sat in the 9)backseat and they were driving across the Midwest, and they forgot meat a gas station.We sped for a rest sand they forgot

10、 me, and they drove away.I walked up the road that they had driven and suddenly the sky turned dark anda tornado came up and it pked me up and it carried me and dropped me, uninjured, in the yard of a 10)sanctified 11)Brethren family.I knocked on the door and a woman in a white 12)satin gown holding

11、 a flaming 13)torch came out and asked me what I wanted.And I was going to tell them that I had to leave to look for my parents and then the dog spoke to me.The dog said, Stay.So, I stayed.But still, I missed the life of 14)glamour that I had known on New Yorks 15)eclusive Upper West Side.I love to

12、write stories like that.I sat there at my Underwood typewriter, but I wished that something real would hen.That was the summer that my cousin, Helen-Marie, came to stay with us suddenly.She was seventeen.She was four years older than I and Id always admired her.She was lovelier than the rest of us.T

13、he rest of us had our familys looks; we had 16)homely faces and she was pretty.She had 17)blonde hair, a rarity in our family.Then I wrote a story about her; about a rl who is cooking lunch at home one day and a woman in a white satin dress holding a flaming torch bursts in through the door, and it

14、startles the rl so much that she drops the 18)cast iron skillet on her dog and the dog bites her and she gets an 19)incurable blood disease from this.Doctors ve her two weeks to live, and then, on of everything, a tornado es in and it blows the roof off the house and it 20)impales four blades of gra

15、ss in her side.And theres something on that grass that cures that blood disease.Medal science has never seen anything like it.Shes cured.She es home.And that night the dog 21)scratches on her door, and the dog says, Arent you curious to know what it was on the grass that cured that blood disease I s

16、ort of liked the story.我筆下的奇異世界我想當(dāng)作家的念頭是在這個(gè)夏天冒出來的。那年我十三歲了，戴著一副銀邊眼鏡，是個(gè)不茍言笑的男孩。倒不是因?yàn)樾那椴缓?，我只是在琢磨事兒。喬治叔叔買了一臺(tái)電打字機(jī)后，就把手打打字機(jī)給了我。他給我的是一臺(tái)安德伍牌老式打字機(jī)，我把它架在地下室里。樓梯下石磚墻后是我的密室。我坐在里面寫東西，爸媽看不到我，你知道，我之所以要機(jī)密行事是因?yàn)樗麄儞?dān)憂我總不出門。他們相信生活應(yīng)該有多方面平衡，就是讓你做做這個(gè)又做做那個(gè)。而我只想做一件事練筆。我想寫寫龍卷風(fēng)：一個(gè)平靜的夏日里，在中西部驟然刮起了龍卷風(fēng)。蔚藍(lán)的天空霎時(shí)間變得像夜晚一樣漆黑，蛇一般的宏大煙云卷

17、過地面，將房屋揉得粉碎，摧毀了這間，放過了那間。我太喜歡寫龍卷風(fēng)了。我寫了一個(gè)故事，自傳式的故事，說的是一個(gè)紐約家庭，家里有一個(gè)微生物學(xué)家，當(dāng)演員的妻子，還有他們的兒子-那孩子的模樣和走路、說話、考慮的方式簡直跟我一樣。我坐在汽車的后座，他們開車穿越中西部，后來他們把我忘在了一個(gè)加油站。我們停車休息，然后他們就把我給落下了，開車走了。我沿著他們車駛?cè)サ姆较蜃咧?，突然間，天空暗了下來， 龍卷風(fēng)大作，風(fēng)卷起我吹啊吹，毫發(fā)不傷地把我扔在一個(gè)圣教徒家的后院里。我敲敲門，一個(gè)身穿白色緞袍的女人舉著一把熊熊的火炬，走出來問我想干什么。我正想說我想去找我的爸媽，一條狗沖著我說話了：留下來吧。于是，我就留下了。但是，我還是很思念在紐約高尚住宅區(qū)的好日子。我就喜歡寫這樣的故事。我坐在安德伍牌打字機(jī)前，想寫些真實(shí)的事兒。那年夏天，我的表姐海倫瑪莉突然來我們家住下。她十七歲，比我大四歲，我很喜歡她。她比我們家的其別人都得意。其別人都有著家族的容貌特征，臉蛋兒一點(diǎn)兒也不起眼，她卻很漂亮。那一頭金