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各类古诗的英文翻译古诗的英文翻译 1励志 2思乡 3爱国 4思亲,希望家人平安健康 5风 6花 7雪 8月 9爱情越多越好.多多益善,谢谢了.
关于励志的诗句A lazy youth, a lousy age. Han dynasty, ancient words "long ""
Practice makes perfect, in a waste. - the Korea "into learning solution"
Time is money, but money is not time. - the augmented xianwen"
As heaven maintains vigor through movement, a gentleman should constantly strive for self-perfection. - the book, dry, like"
He don"t strong wisdom does not reach. Mozi, cultivate one"s morality "--
Green, take to the blue and green in blue; Ice, water to cold in water. - the xunzi, QuanXue"
He should have a lofty. The various ge is bright, the commandments passenger book "volunteer husband all over the world, and of the a. -- cao planting the present white horse WangBiao"
Where there is a will there is a way. - the summer-autumn cultivation, were biographies of
"The view" of the east JieShi to view the sea. What water DanDan, mountain island has not respected master. Trees from birth, grass lush. Autumn wind bleak, HongBo upsurge. The trip to the moon and sun, if out among them. XingHan brilliant, if out in it.
To have to zai, song of volunteers to. Face upwards laugh out, my generation is it PengHao people. - li bai "NaLing don"t children in Beijing"
War back yulong three million, defeated scale residual JiaHai empty fly - li bai
Water is too pure have no fish, people is too tight, no wisdom can"t wait to hang long YuQingTian, soft this day of the fly. MoXiao others old, they must also to the old
关于思乡的诗句
1, bed bright moonlight,
Doubt is the ground frost.
Withdrawing my eyes bright moon,
Lower the head remembering home - tang. Li bai < < quiet night think > >
2, alone in a strange city for a lonely stranger in a strange land,
All the more on every festive day.
Remote know brother uphill place,
In a little over cornel. Tang. Wang wei < < 9 September have shandong brother > >
3, the mountains and rivers in the country, city spring vegetation deep.
When feeling flower splash tears, and hate don"t bird inhumanity hurts.
Beacon even in March, letters from home are precious..
Hoary head scratch shorter, muddy to be hairpin.
4, the hotel cold light alone without sleeping,
The guest how sad heart turn.
Home tonight I think li,
Frost temples Ming another year. In addition to night as (tang) high optimum
5, loving mother sing
The loving mother hand line,
On the representation of clothes.
The packed closely joint,
Meaning to fear delays.
6, jun from home to home should know it. Sometime yee window, the cold plum flower not? (wang: "miscellaneous poems")
7, ShaoXiao home back to the boss.
An accent BinMao failure without change.
Children meet strangers,
Ask the guest to smile from where? (HeZhiZhang: "return home I book)
8, ridge outside sound book off,
The winter after spring begins.
Nearly more afraid of,
Dare not to ask. (SongZhiWen: the hanjiang river crossing"
9, guest road green outside,
Row boat before the green.
Tidal flat the width,
The wind is YiFan suspension.
Sea born on residual night,
Stories people old year.
Township where book up,
Be goose luoyang edge. (WangWan: the time north solid mountain ")
9, spring just seven days,
Has been away from home for two years.
His wild goose down,
Think hair before the flower. (XueDaoHeng: the man-day thought to ")
10, whose jade flute dark fly sound,
Scattered into the spring breeze full of Los Angeles.
The smell of nocturne in folding willow,
Who doesn"t GuYuan feeling. (li bai: "why Los Angeles WenDi")
11, guest house BingZhou already ten frost,
Day and night have reduced xianyang.
Endless more cross sanggan water,
But BingZhou is at home. (LiuZao: "the north trips")
12, Shu drum broken foot,
Edge autumn a goose sound.
Dew from tonight white,
There really is no place like home.
A brother is dispersed,
No house ask die life.
Send the book long does not reach,
Condition is not Sue soldiers. (du fu: the moonlit night have SheDi ")
Who grass-inch heart,
Reported in the apartments.
13, yellow crane tower
Qingchuan distinctly hanyang tree,
The parrot chau peaks arouse disparate thoughts.
Nightfall Confucian where is,
Falls on the river makes people worry.
14, dew from tonight white, the month is home - - - - - - tang. Du fu < < the moonlit night have SheDi > >
15, danyuanrenchangjiu, toasts - - - - - - song. Su shi < < to > >
16, jun from home to. Should know home things.
Sometime yee window, the cold plum flower not? (wang "miscellaneous poems")
17. ShaoXiao home back to the local accent, not change BinMao failure.
Children meet strangers, smile ask guest from where? The HeZhiZhang "hometown even book)
And,. Ridge outside sound book off, the winter after spring begins.
Nearly more afraid of, dare not to ask. The song of the hanjiang river crossing "),
19, spring just seven days, has been away from home for two years.
His wild goose down, think hair before the flower. (XueDaoHeng the man-day thought to ")
Bed bright moonlight, doubt is the ground frost.
Withdrawing my eyes bright moon, bowed their heads and remembering home. (li bai "the quiet night think"
21, whose jade flute dark fly sound, the spring breeze scattered people full of Los Angeles.
The smell of nocturne in folding liu, who can not afford to the national conditions. (li bai "why Los Angeles WenDi")
22, guest house BingZhou already ten frost, day and night have reduced xianyang.
Endless more cross sanggan water, but BingZhou is at home. (LiuZao "trips the north"
23, Shu drum broken pedestrian, the side autumn a goose sound.
Dew from tonight white, there really is no place like home.
A brother is dispersed, no home ask die life.
Send the book long does not reach, the condition is not Sue soldiers. (du fu the moonlit night have SheDi ")
24, except for the night (tang) high optimum
The hotel cold light alone without sleeping, what customer heart turn sad.
Home tonight I think li, frost temples Ming another year.
25, come home (tang) d animal husbandry
Child brought clothes ask, what back too late? A total of who for years, win the temples to edge silk?
26 and township think [song] Gou lee
The setting sun is the man at the very not home.
Already hate brigitte mountain phase barrier, green mountain was MuYun screen.
Then, the teacher must home book (Ming) yuen kay
A river three, home 15 line. The line do not don"t language, only way as early as the return of the native.
And, and early hao here see mountain with the Beijing QinGu send (tang) DaiShuLun
Sea bank of jianshan like sword mans, autumn to everywhere cut pent up feelings of sadness.
If change to escape the body, scattered apt at home first.
And, WenYan [tang] wei yingwu himself
GuYuan Miao where? To think FangYou zai. Huainan night rain, high WenYan zhai to.
30, miscellaneous poems (wang)
Jun from home to home should know it. Sometime yee window, the cold plum flower not?
Question 31, locates north post (SongZhiWen)
Research on the south Yin, rumors so far back. I can not have special, day to return.
At the beginning of the JiangJingChao fall, Lin faint dysentery doesn"t open. The Ming dynasty at township place, should see two head mei.
32, crossing the jingmen farewell (li bai)
Cross culture far outside, to swim from chu. With all PingYe mountain, river into the great drought flow.
Flying on the mirror, yun-shen "sea floor. Still flow home water, the boat off.
33, moonlit night she SheDi (du fu)
Shu drum broken pedestrian, the side goose a QiuSheng. Dew from tonight white, there really is no place like home.
A brother is dispersed, no home ask die life. Send books often does not reach, the condition is not Sue soldiers.
34, farewell (sui dynasty folk songs,
Green willows on vertical, it long paddle days fly.
Wicker folding rule flower fly do, may I ask passers-by to not to?
35, 15 night full moon (wang)
Atrium to white arboreal jay, cold dew silent wet osmanthus.
On all night at all, do not know to come autumn thoughts.
36, meet in Beijing make
GuYuan east hope a long way, double sleeve grey"s tears.
Meet immediately without paper and pencil, with ChuanYu jun for peace.
37, and son (lu you)
Die yuan know all the empty, but no sorrow with kyushu.
The king division north set the day, no forget characters against but weng.
And proud and accommodation facilities (fan4 zhong4 yan)
Plug the autumn scenery to different, hengyang goose to no attention, and even the sound of edge horn. Thousand over peaks, long smoke the gu city closed.
The house of a cup of unstrained wine or liquor, YanRan not le adorned meter. Qiang tube may wrinkle the ground frost. People don"t believe, general hair sign husband tears.
39, changjiang boat over wujiang (jiang)
A piece of spring sorrow for wine pouring. River boat shake, upstairs for shade. Autumn niang niang bridge crossing and Thai. Wind and waving, rain and raining.
Day come home wash guest robe. Silver word sheng adjustable, incense burning heart words. Time easy away. Red cherry, green banana.
Forty, days net sand autumn thoughts (MaZhiYuan)
Dry vine old tree faint crow, water bridge the somebody else, the path westerly thin horse.
The setting sun, heartbroken people in the world.
41, prison TiBi (however)
WangMen cast stop thinking ZhangJian, endure instant death to DuGen.
I from cross knife toward laugh, future courage two kunlun.
42, inductive chapter (however)
Temporal to spring sorrow, today to pale dark a cry divorces.
Forty thousand tears together, there are is China.
43, moonlit night she SheDi tang du fu
Shu drum broken pedestrian, the side autumn a goose sound.
Dew from tonight white, there really is no place like home.
A brother is dispersed, no home ask die life.
Send the book long does not reach, the condition is not Sue soldiers.
44, the crossing of the song dynasty
Ridge outside sound book off, the winter after spring begins.
Nearly more afraid of, dare not to ask.
45, man-day thought to XueDaoHeng
One spring just seven days, has been away from home for two years.
His wild goose down, think hair before the flower.
The north LiuZao 46, the service sector
Hotel BingZhou already ten frost, day and night have reduced xianyang.
Endless more cross sanggan water, but BingZhou is at home.
Moon homesickness ancient poem:
47, next month DuZhuo (li bai)
Flower a pot of wine, DuZhuo no blind date.
Toast to invite the moon, the shadow into three people.
Month by both drink, shadow ACTS with my body.
Temporary companion month shadow, life must be and spring.
I sing on the street, I WuYing messy.
With JiaoHuan woke up, after drunk the dispersion.
Ever "heartless swim, phase period Miao wan hon.
And, the full moon with far (ZhangJiuLing)
Sea life bright moon, the world is common at this time.
Lover quarrels with his remote night, but the day long for!
Out candle flow light full, absorb sleep AIDS dew.
With a full hand, dream come every night.
49, autumn night under the moon have conceived (meng haoran)
Autumn on suspension chooses, glorious dew wet.
Surprised magpie habitat pending, fly fireflies roll into.
Court locust cold shadow drainage, adjacent pestle night sound urgent.
What kind of desert wedding day! Looked empty stands.
Fifty, harvest moon (were)
Ten wheel cream shadow turn the court the freedom day alone feel left out
Not E meal without melancholy and resentful jade toad chilly osmanthus flowers solitary
51, harvest moon (su)
MuYun ShouJin overflow in straitened circumstances, the Milky Way silent turn tracts.
Life is not long the night, the moon where see next year.
52, August 15th night Pen pavilion full moon (tang bai juyi)
In former years August 15 night, apricot YuanBian qujiang pool.
August 15 night, Pen PuSha before TouShui hall.
Where is the northwest hope township, southeast saw a few months back to circle.
Yesterday the wind blows no one will, tonight I clear light like usual. 53, yesterday I went to yi, YangLiuYiYi; Now I come to think, snow falling thick and fast - - - - - - > >. The book of odes in eu
54, elegy can when tears, command can angelica - - - - - - han dynasty folk song >
55, hu horses in the north wind, the bird"s nest NaZhi - - - - - - han. Ancient poem 19 first line do > > line do heavy
56, who grass-inch heart, reported in the apartments - - - - - - > meng jiao tang.
57 days, nearly more timid, afraid to ask to - - - - - - don SongZhiWen >.
And king, from home to home should know things. Sometime yee window, the cold plum flower not? - - - - - - tang. Wang >
59, bed bright moonlight, doubt is the ground frost. Withdrawing my eyes bright moon, bowed their heads and remembering home - - - - - - tang li bai >.
Sixty, tonight as on all look, don"t know autumn thoughts come - - - - - - tang. Wang 15th night plenilune send du > > doctor
In 61, people gradually feel different local accent, but hate the sound like the mountain - - - - - - tang. Si kong-tu diffuse book > > first five
62, only the door jinghu water, spring breeze do not change the old wave - - - - - - tang. HeZhiZhang home return I book two first > >
63, ShaoXiao home back to the boss, not change an accent BinMao failure. - - - - - - tang. HeZhiZhang home return I book > >
64, dew from tonight white, the month is home - - - - - - > du fu tang.
65, sad not sad xi the birth - warring states. Chu qu yuan >.
About 66, the day has far cannot separate them for the day has slow - - - - - - han. Line do heavy line do > >
In 67, his goose down, think hair before the flower - sui XueDaoHeng >.
68, from hate like the spring grass, further more line at - - - - - - NaTang li yu >.
69, cut continuously, the reason also disorderly, is LiChou. Is generally taste in the heart - - - - - - li yu >
70, don"t easily when see is difficult, what"s lost is lost, heaven and earth - - - - - - li yu LangTaoSha > >
71, life is not meet, moving like participate in business - - - - - - > du fu tang.
72 king to more do a glass of wine, west out without a man - - - - - - don WeiCheng song > > wang wei.
Before 73, don"t worry there was no friend, who know the king - - - - - - tang. GaoShi big > > don"t dong
74, peach blossom water feet deep, less than WangLun send my feeling - - - - - - li bai >
75, last year the flowers every gentleman don"t, today blossom already a year - - - - - - tang wei yingwu himself. Send li Dan yuan tin > >
In 76, when we meet difficult don"t also difficult, dongfeng unable to flowers residual - - - - - - > > tang li shangyin no title.
77, plum spring breeze a cup of wine, river"s lake night ten years lamp - - - - - - song. Huang tingjian send yellow several complex > >
78, should not have hate, when long when to don"t round? - - - - - - song. Su shi
79, danyuanrenchangjiu, toasts - - - - - - same as above.
80, nightfall Confucian classical - where is the nostalgia
81, known as China"s first homesickness poem "the quiet night think" is so:
Bed bright moonlight, doubt is the ground frost.
Withdrawing my eyes bright moon, bowed their heads and remembering home.
82, turns again to see the night surrender to the city WenDi ":
LeFeng back before sand like snow, surrender on outside such as cream.
Don"t know where flower blow, night sign people do hope township.
Remote siyuan have. The kind of ancient poem is often a poet for scenery and cause the feeling of homesickness, and the specific content of homesickness, the poet didn"t explain. Have a kind of poem is through the missing hometown of the specific situation to show the poet"s nostalgia. Such as wang "9 September have shandong brother" :
83, alone in a strange city for a stranger, all the more on every festive day.
Remote know brother uphill place, then inserted cornel less one.
84, similarly, bai juyi of the handan to New Year"s eve homesick "was also so:
Handan post on the winter solstice, tuck light shadow before with the body.
Want to have to sit at home late at night, still should say those people.
In 85, king from home to home should know it.
When yee window, the cold plum flower not?
The miscellaneous poems of wang wei -
I often think, wang wrote this poem by Chen is the writer jiang inspiration? The changan 9 ":
By 86, the heart south cloud gone, form with north goose to.
GuYuan spends under Daisy, today a few flower?
87, luoyang town see the autumn wind, the writer to book meaning all heavy.
Complex fear not in a hurry said, pedestrians and kaifeng in hair.
88, turns again to see the night surrender to the city WenDi ":
LeFeng back before sand like snow, surrender on outside such as cream.
Don"t know where flower blow, night sign people do hope township.
The hope can help you!
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Before my bed a pool of night
Can it be hoarfrost on the ground
Looking up, I find the moon bright
Lower the head remembering home - tang. Li bai < < quiet night think > >
Being a stranger all alone in a strange land far away
I think of my parents all the more on a fair festival day
I know full well my brothers all would climb up the heights of a mount
Inserting cornus shoots in their hair, they"d all miss one in their count Tang. Wang wei < < 9 September have shandong brother > >
The mountains and rivers in the country, city spring vegetation deep.
When feeling flower splash tears, and hate don"t bird inhumanity hurts.
Beacon even in March, letters from home are precious..
Hoary head scratch shorter, muddy to be hairpin.
The hotel cold light alone without sleeping,
The guest how sad heart turn.
Home tonight I think li,
Frost temples Ming another year. In addition to night as (tang) high optimum
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The 2012-01-07 17:55 overflow sweet a national beauty | level 9
The spring breeze and green river, south when the moon as I also.
Luoyang town see the autumn wind, the writer to book meaning all heavy.
More wind, snow, a more constant heart broken township dream no, GuYuan without the sound.
Withdrawing my eyes bright moon, bowed their heads and remembering home.
Cloud all day long line, not take long.
Jiangnan degrees plum blossom hair, the person is in the temples have spot.
Life the most said runescape flavour, listen to QiuSheng have home.
Remote desert tianyu, earnestly love of motherland.
Alone in a strange city for a stranger, all the more on every festive day.
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Before my bed a pool of night
Can it be hoarfrost on the ground
Looking up, I find the moon bright
Lower the head remembering home - tang. Li bai < < quiet night think > >
Being a stranger all alone in a strange land far away
I think of my parents all the more on a fair festival day
I know full well my brothers all would climb up the heights of a mount
Inserting cornus shoots in their hair, they"d all miss one in their count Tang. Wang wei < < 9 September have shandong brother > >
The mountains and rivers in the country, city spring vegetation deep.
When feeling flower splash tears, and hate don"t bird inhumanity hurts.
Beacon even in March, letters from home are precious..
Hoary head scratch shorter, muddy to be hairpin.
The hotel cold light alone without sleeping,
The guest how sad heart turn.
Home tonight I think li,
Frost temples Ming another year. In addition to night as (tang) high optimum
Atrium to white arboreal jay,
Cold dew silent wet osmanthus.
On all night at all.
Don"t know autumn thoughts to come
If,i,cried,a,tear,of,painful,sorrow,if,i,lost,all,hope,for,a,new,tomorrow,Would,you,dry,my,tear,and,ease,my,pain,Would,you,make,me,smile,once,again?（二）：
英语翻译“曾经有一份真挚的爱情摆在我面前,但是我没有珍惜,等到了失去的时候才后悔莫及,人世间最痛苦的事莫过如此.如果上天能再给我一次机会再来一次,我会对那个女子说三个字：“我爱你”,如果要给这份感情加上一个期限,我希望是,一万年…… ”
是的.曾近感动很多人的,你今天可以用英语把他翻译出来并记录下来吧?
刚译的,改动了大家译的一些地方
Once there was a real love between me and a girl,but i didn"t treasure it.
Nothing can describe my regrets when the true love had gone.
There is nothing more painful than losing you.
If I had one more chance,i would like to say "i love you" to that girl;if i can add a limit to this love,I hope it is a million years.【If,i,cried,a,tear,of,painful,sorrow,if,i,lost,all,hope,for,a,new,tomorrow,Would,you,dry,my,tear,and,ease,my,pain,Would,you,make,me,smile,once,again?】
If,i,cried,a,tear,of,painful,sorrow,if,i,lost,all,hope,for,a,new,tomorrow,Would,you,dry,my,tear,and,ease,my,pain,Would,you,make,me,smile,once,again?（三）：
英语电影经典对白片段?急需一份英语电影里的经典对白片段,5个人的,可以表演成话剧的,长一点的!要原声稿!
Big words of western tour （大话西游）
Chapter 1
Site：The wedding
Characters:牛魔王 、至尊宝、紫霞、小妖
Aside: The story begins with a wedding. The Bull King is going to have a concubine.
牛：Today is my wedding. I am going to have a concubine. Ha ha ha …….
妖：Concubine? Dose your wife agree to it?
牛：Oh! She is not lovely anymore. She’s right now at the Flame Mountain. She can do nothing about it!
(至尊宝从后台走入人群中)
牛：Let me introduce my brother to you! My bro!
Come here! This is my brother.
(牛深情地转向紫霞)
牛：Zixia, listen to me. I think I ‘ve fallen in love with you once I know you. I want to show my sincerity. So I request you to marry me in front of my bros. This Pandora’s Box is my gift to you. I hope you would say yes.
妖：I object!
牛：What?
妖：Zixia has a means to test her lover. If you can pass it, I will shout up!
至：What’s this? Really?
妖：This test is that she would marry the guy who can make her Magic Sword go out of the scabbard.
(剑从至的怀中落下)
妖：Magic Sword?
牛：Let me do this!
(紫跑出,拾剑)
紫：It’s not true! It’s just a joke. It is still meaningless even if you can put it out!
(紫跑下)
妖：King, Iron Fan Princess has come.
牛：Aaa……
(牛惊慌地跑下)
Aside: The monkey king leaves the front hall, running to back garden……
Chapter 2
Site: Bull King’s back garden
Characters: 至尊宝、紫霞
（至跑过来,突然看到紫独自坐在台阶上,于是走过来）
至：Why are you hiding here?
(紫抽剑,指向至.两人定格,至走出来,独白)
至：At this time, the blade is really close to me, 0.01 cm I think. But after a short period of time, 0.01 second I think, the owner of the sword will fall for me whole-heartedly. Because I’ve decided to tell lies, I’ve told many lies in my life, but I think it is the most wonderful lie!
紫：I’ll kill you if you come closer!
至：You should kill me! Kill me! I’d found my best love, but I didn’t treasure her. I left regretful after that. It’s the ultimate pain in the world. Just cut my throat, please don’t hesitate! If God can give me a chance, I will tell her there words. “I love you”. If God wants to give a time limit, I’ll say this love will last 10 thousand years!
（紫长叹,抛剑,拾剑,抱剑）
紫：What can you tell your wife?
至：I have to tell her the truth. So I must get the Pandora’s Box back. Then go back with you and explain everything. But I hate myself that I can’t get the box back. I ……
紫：I help you!
至：No, it’s dangerous!
紫：You don’t want to?
至：I do! But ……
紫：I trust you! I’ll get the Pandora’s Box back tonight. Wait for me here at midnight.
(猪喊)
至：Let me do something to my boss first. See you tonight.
（依依不舍）
Aside: The night ……
Chapter 3
Site: Dungeon
Characters: 至尊宝、猪八戒、沙僧、唐僧
猪和沙：Master, master
(两人同时悄声说)
猪：We come to save you.
沙：We come to bring you out.
唐：I won’t go.
猪和沙：Stay here? Why?
唐：There’re full of obstacles in the way of getting scriptures. This is because we’re not united enough. So we let the devils do bad to us. That’s fine. This prison has no difference with the outside world, to me; the outside world is just a bigger prison. You go out first. I have something to tell him.
(猪和沙下)
唐：You come in and have a sit!
至：To be honest, I’m not your disciple. I don’t want to be your disciple. Master I know you’re a good guy. Please let me go!
唐：Do you know “dong , dong, dong ……”?
至：What is “dong, dong, dong”?
唐：“dong, dong, dong ……” is ……
(唐唱Only you)
至：Stop. Stop. I can’t take this anymore, please stop ……
唐：Ohoh ……
至：Damn you, you … I’ve said I can’t take this anymore. Don’t disturb or I’ll kill you.
唐： Monkey King, you can kill me. Life and death are very minor. When you know why you should make sacrifices, you will come back and sing this song with me. Namonitabhaya …
(至跑走)
Aside: The Monkey King succeeds in escaping form the Bull King, and he reaches the Spiders’ Cave with the Grapes. Unfortunately, the Monkey King and his friends meet the Queen of Spider.
The Monkey have heard that if the blade slashed fast and accurately, the guy who’s cut open won’t die at once. He can still see. So he asks the Queen of the Spider to kill him as fast as she could and to tear his heart out and let him have a look.
After the Monkey King’s death, he appears in the Hole of Waterfall …
Chapter 4
Site: The Hole of Waterfall
Characters: 至尊宝、观音
至：Goddess. I’m about to understand your words. I used my eyes to see in the past. What I was dying. I started using my heart to see this world. Then I could see all things clearly. That girl …has left a drop of tear in my heart. I felt her sorrow.
观：Have you given up all things in human world?
至：Yes! Life and death is just minor! …… But I don’t understand why can human’s hatred last 10 years, 50 years, and even 500 years. What hatred is it?
观：So that Tang Monk went to the west and got scriptures, which clean out hearts.
至：OK, I want to stay here, there are many things waiting for me to do.
观：I want to warn you again. After wearing the gold ring, you’re no longer a normal human. You can’t have human desires anymore. If you do so, the gold ring will get smaller and smaller. It’s very uncomfortable.
至：OK.
观：Before wearing the ring, what do you want to say?
至：I had had found my best love, but I didn’t treasure her. When I lost her, I regret. It’s the most pain in the world. If God can give me another chance, I will say there words to her “I love you”! If there is a time limit, I hope, it is 10 thousand years.
If,i,cried,a,tear,of,painful,sorrow,if,i,lost,all,hope,for,a,new,tomorrow,Would,you,dry,my,tear,and,ease,my,pain,Would,you,make,me,smile,once,again?（四）：
because of 能不能放在句首?because of 用在句首或句子后面,表示原因.例如：
It was all because of your necklace, your beautiful necklace.
那全是你的项链,你那条美丽的项链.
Because of the heavy rain, the sports meet has been put off.
因为大雨,运动会已推迟.
I came late because of the heavy rain.
由于交通阻塞我来晚了.
They are here because of us.
他们是为了我们才来到这里.
He walked slowly because of his bad leg.
他走得慢是因为腿有毛病.
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其他表示原因的词
1. for: 因为；由于某事物 多用于表示内在的、心理的原因.例如：
He didn’t answer for fear of hurting her feelings.
他没回答是怕伤她的感情.
I couldn’t speak for laughing.
我笑得说不出话来.
They sang and danced for joy
他们高兴得又唱又跳.
They will reward you for your help.
你帮了他们, 他们会奖赏你的.
常见的短语还有：praise sb for..因…而受到称赞; be sorry for.. 因…而表示歉意; be famous/well-known for.. 因…而闻名; pay for.. . 因…而付款；be punished for…因…而受到惩罚, excuse sb for .. . 因…而请求宽恕/饶恕,apologize to sb for…因…而道歉/认错,be honored for因…而受到尊敬
2. at: 多用来表示感情上的原因,常和表示一定感情的词连用.例如：
I’m much pleased at your arrival.
你来了我非常高兴
He is angry at being delayed.
他因被耽搁而生气.
People wondered at his skill,
人们惊叹他的技艺.
常见的短语还有：be afraid at, be surprised at, be happy at, be frightened at, be sad at, be in deep sorrow at, at sight of etc.
3. on/upon: (表示为某事物的基础、根据或理由)由于,因为 所表示的原因与条件直接相关.例如：
The story is based on the fact.
这个故事以事实为依据.
On your advice, I applied for the job.
我听从你的建议申请了这份工作.
He called to see me on business.
他因公事来看我.
He came on your invitation.
应你的邀请他来了.
4. with：因为或由于（某事物） 多用来表示由外界影响到身心的原因.例如：
Her fingers were red with cold.
她的手指冻得发红了.
He was trembling with fear.
他吓得发抖.
The old man was bent with age.
这老人年龄大了,腰弯了.
His face turned red with anger.
他因生气而脸红.
5. by 因（某事物）所致；由于；凭借 通常用来表示由什么方式产生的.例如：
I met her quite by chance/accident.
我遇见她完全是偶然的.
He got ill by drinking too much yesterday.
昨天由于喝得太多,他病了.
Dr Manette had been mentally disturbed by his long years alone in prison and his hair had turned white.
由于多年被关在老房里,曼奈特医生精神失常了,头发也白了.
6. through 表示消极的、偶然的、意外的原因和理由.例如：
On reading it, he found that a servant of the family in France had been put in prison, through no fault of his own.
看了信,他得知他法国家中的一个仆人无辜地被关进了监狱.
He lost his job through his carelessness.
由于粗心大意,他丢去了他的工作.
The accident happened through no fault of yours.
这事故的发生不能怪你.
We missed the plane through being held up on the motorway.
由于高速公路上交通阻塞,我们误了班机.
7. from 表示自然的或直接的原因.例如：
I’m tired from work.
我因工作而累了.
Do you often suffer from headache?
你常头疼吗?
He feels weak from lack of sleep.
他由于睡眠不足而虚弱.
The old man died from the cold in the winter.
那位老人因为冬天的寒冷而死.
注意：die from表示“因…而死亡”的意思,常常指除了疾病、情感等以外的原因造成的死亡.其后常常跟pollution, overwork, accident, wound, drinking too much, habit, smoking等一类表示外部原因或灾祸方面的名词.但有时也可以用来指由于疾病的原因而造成的死亡,只是die of 比die from更常见.例如：
He died of/from cancer.
他死于癌症.
8． in 因为,由于 例如：
He cried in pain.
他因疼痛而哭了.
I called in the hope of finding her at home.
我希望她能在家才给他打电话.
9. of 常用来表示情绪上的原因,因此常常与glad, fond, proud, shamed, tired 同时等形容词连用.例如：
We’re proud of being Chinese.
我们因是中国人而感到骄傲.
Don’t get tired of life; you are still young.
不要对生活厌倦；你还年轻.
He is very fond of playing basketball.
他非常喜欢打篮球.
The beggar died of hunger and cold.
那乞丐因饥饿和寒冷而死.
注意：die of常常指由于疾病、情感等原因造成的死亡.其意思为“因…而死”,其后常跟fever, illness, hunger, thirst, anger, despair, sadness, disappointment, grief等一类表示内部原因或情感方面的名词.
还有due to, owing to, thanks to, because of四个成语介词表示“因为”、“由于”,但他们在用法上有区别.
1. because of 用在句首或句子后面,表示原因.例如：
It was all because of your necklace, your beautiful necklace.
那全是你的项链,你那条美丽的项链.
Because of the heavy rain, the sports meet has been put off.
因为大雨,运动会已推迟.
I came late because of the heavy rain.
由于交通阻塞我来晚了.
They are here because of us.
他们是为了我们才来到这里.
He walked slowly because of his bad leg.
他走得慢是因为腿有毛病.
2. due to sth/sb: 由某人[某事物]引起的；由于某人[某事物] 例如：
The team’s success was largely due to her efforts.
该队的成功在很大程度上是由于她的努力.
Her failure in the speech contest was due to her nervousness.
她在演讲比赛中失利,原因是她太紧张了.
They arrived late due to the storm.
他们由于风暴而来迟.
3. owing to: 由于；因为
Owing to the rain, the meeting has to be put off.
会议因雨而推迟了
I couldn’t attend the meeting owing to illness.
我因病不能出席会议.
owing to与 due to的用法基本相同,但与because of 的用法有些差别.一般说来,owing to 只
引导一个修饰全句的状语,而后because of引导的状语又可修饰句子中的一部分.例如：
You mustn’t punish the child because of such a small mistake.
你千万不要因为这样一个小错误而惩罚孩子.
4. thanks to 由于,因为；幸亏,多亏 常位于句首,表感谢或讽刺意味.例如：
Thanks to your help, we finished the work head of time.
多亏你的帮助,我们提前完成了任务.
Thanks to the bad weather, the match had been put off.
多亏这倒霉的天气,比赛推迟了.
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请高手帮我修改语法错误.（急,在线等）Some kind of love, does not need to wait.I don’t know
that between a dissolute man and a frivolous woman may have the love, the life track playing tricks on arranges us to meet the other, perhaps is the reason which we is destined.
The amativeness should not the love shackles, actually turned a heavy stone on our body, first only I carry it , now actually takes lifting which we goes all out. Is tired, may rest, happiness which actually is unable to remove the heavy cloth wrapper, in the package is installing is not oneself clings to, but is the life irons on the heart the mark. The love is not the person is living complete, the person actually may live for the love, even if live is not certainly relaxed, understands the heart which loves actually to be allowed to be free. The love, is lonely the promise which promises for us, to choose by does not have us.
The fear light, actually longs for warm; Expects the love, actually cannot approach. In darkness pulls two ice-cold hands mutually to warm up, that pitiful temperature still attentive, in the heart silently tells oneself, this is in the life sorrow, does not call the love. Traces black is coming out, but also must along not have the bright the road to go back, I do not would rather dropping, duplicates that unnecessary speech: "Do you afraid of that you back by yourself?" " I am afraid could l come back!"
Missing at nonchalant time multiplies the spread, are more, we only are duplicating the simple regards. "Where are you at?" "Outside." "What is busy?" "Is thinking you!" "Has the matter?" "Is all right." The heart, changes warmly in the short regards sound...
Finally one day, you confuse ask me: "Actually do we calculate what, sweetheart? Too bored! Spouse? Too funny!" No doubt is heavy, or said in the heart speech: "We are any are certainly unimportant, I only knew I love you!" You are smiling or are crying? I love dearly you to smile chillily beautifully, is gratified your happy tear. Recent you are I farthest love, you said likes being allowed in the heart the eternal, but do not have to wait for. Does not dare the wild hope often to accompany together, because of this nearly in very close horizon; Does not need mutually to pledge any, we only can be the convict which loves.
我2点以前就要，谁在2点之前给我把全篇拿出来了，我马上把分给他，再送100分。
Some kind（kinds) of love,does not need to wait(+for).I don’t know
that(how to have the love between a dissolut man and a dissolute woman ,缺分句主语) between a dissolute man and a frivolous woman may have the love,(.)(T)the life track（track of life)(+is) playing tricks on arranges (arranging)us to meet the other,(and)perhaps(that) is the reason which we is destined.
The amativeness should not(+be) the love shackles,(+which is)actually turned(turning to) a heavy stone on our body(shoulder),(Firstly)first only I (+can)carry it ,(+but it)now actually takes lifting which we goes all out.(It is)Is tired(tiring),(and I must have a rest)may rest,(+and the)happiness which actually is unable to remove the heavy cloth wrapper,(+what)in the package is installing is not (the one that)oneself clings to,but is the life irons on the heart (+of)the mark.The love is not (+that)the person is living complete(completely),(+but is)the person actually may live for the love,(E)even if live is not certainly relaxed,(+but understanding) understands the heart which loves actually (should)to be allowed (and)to be free.The love,is lonely the promise which promises for(不要） us,（+is ） to choose by （not having）does not have us.
The fear（fearful） light,actually longs for warm（warmth）; Expects(Expecting) the love,(which)actually cannot approach.In darkness pulls(pulling) two ice-cold hands mutually to warm up,(+but)that pitiful temperature still attentive(+s),(+and)in the heart silently tells(telling) oneself,this is in the life sorrow(sorrow of life),(which should not be called)does not call the love.Traces(Tracing) black is coming out,but also must(not) along not have(having) the bright(of) the road to go back,I do not would rather (drop)dropping,(and)duplicates(duplicating) that unnecessary speech(words):"Do(Are) you afraid of that you (your)(+returning)back by yourself?" " I am afraid (whether i could come back)could l come back!"
Missing at nonchalant time multiplies the spread,(what"s more )are more,we only are(are only) duplicating the simple regards."Where are you at(going)?" "Outside." "What is busy?" "Is (不要）thinking you!" "（What"s the matter?）Has the matter?" "Is(不要） all right." The heart,changes(changing) warmly(warm) in the short regards sound(sounds)...
Finally one day,you confuse (confusedly)ask me:"Actually do we calculate what(what actually do we calculate?),sweetheart?Too bored(boring)!Spouse?Too funny!" No doubt(+it) is heavy,or said(saying) in the heart(hearted) speech(words):"We are any(Anyong we are) are(is) certainly unimportant,(+but)I only knew(know) I love you!" You are smiling or are(不要) crying?I love dearly（dearly love ） you to smile chillily（+or） beautifully,（+and it)is gratified (+for )your happy tear.Recent(Recently ) you are I (my)farthest love,(+and)you said likes being allowed in the heart (+is)the(不要) eternal,but do(不要) not have(having) to wait for.Does(Do) not dare the wild hope (+which is )often to accompany together,because of (不要)this (+is)nearly in very close horizon; Does not need mutually to(不要) pledge (+to)any(each other),(+and what)we only can be (+is) the convict(convited) which(what) loves.
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（）指改换 （+）指加上
==问题补充：我2点以前就要,谁在2点之前给我把全篇拿出来了,我马上把分给他,再送100分.====
hehe,show me
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航海奇遇记英文原文,One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies saved one and two at a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and the butcher until one"s cheeks burned with the silent imputation of parsimony that such close dealing implied. Three times Della counted it. One dollar and eighty- seven cents. And the next day would be Christmas.
There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl. So Della did it. Which instigates the moral reflection that life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
While the mistress of the home is gradually subsiding from the first stage to the second, take a look at the home. A furnished flat at $8 per week. It did not exactly beggar description, but it certainly had that word on the lookout for the mendicancy squad.
In the vestibule below was a letter-box into which no letter would go, and an electric button from which no mortal finger could coax a ring. Also appertaining thereunto was a card bearing the name "Mr. James Dillingham Young."
The "Dillingham" had been flung to the breeze during a former period of prosperity when its possessor was being paid $30 per week. Now, when the income was shrunk to $20, though, they were thinking seriously of contracting to a modest and unassuming D. But whenever Mr. James Dillingham Young came home and reached his flat above he was called "Jim" and greatly hugged by Mrs. James Dillingham Young, already introduced to you as Della. Which is all very good.
Della finished her cry and attended to her cheeks with the powder rag. She stood by the window and looked out dully at a gray cat walking a gray fence in a gray backyard. Tomorrow would be Christmas Day, and she had only $1.87 with which to buy Jim a present. She had been saving every penny she could for months, with this result. Twenty dollars a week doesn"t go far. Expenses had been greater than she had calculated. They always are. Only $1.87 to buy a present for Jim. Her Jim. Many a happy hour she had spent planning for something nice for him. Something fine and rare and sterling--something just a little bit near to being worthy of the honor of being owned by Jim.
There was a pier-glass between the windows of the room. Perhaps you have seen a pier-glass in an $8 flat. A very thin and very agile person may, by observing his reflection in a rapid sequence of longitudinal strips, obtain a fairly accurate conception of his looks. Della, being slender, had mastered the art.
Suddenly she whirled from the window and stood before the glass. her eyes were shining brilliantly, but her face had lost its color within twenty seconds. Rapidly she pulled down her hair and let it fall to its full length.
Now, there were two possessions of the James Dillingham Youngs in which they both took a mighty pride. One was Jim"s gold watch that had been his father"s and his grandfather"s. The other was Della"s hair. Had the queen of Sheba lived in the flat across the airshaft, Della would have let her hair hang out the window some day to dry just to depreciate Her Majesty"s jewels and gifts. Had King Solomon been the janitor, with all his treasures piled up in the basement, Jim would have pulled out his watch every time he passed, just to see him pluck at his beard from envy.
So now Della"s beautiful hair fell about her rippling and shining like a cascade of brown waters. It reached below her knee and made itself almost a garment for her. And then she did it up again nervously and quickly. Once she faltered for a minute and stood still while a tear or two splashed on the worn red carpet.
On went her old brown jacket; on went her old brown hat. With a whirl of skirts and with the brilliant sparkle still in her eyes, she fluttered out the door and down the stairs to the street.
Where she stopped the sign read: "Mne. Sofronie. Hair Goods of All Kinds." One flight up Della ran, and collected herself, panting. Madame, large, too white, chilly, hardly looked the "Sofronie."
"Will you buy my hair?" asked Della.
"I buy hair," said Madame. "Take yer hat off and let"s have a sight at the looks of it."
Down rippled the brown cascade.
"Twenty dollars," said Madame, lifting the mass with a practised hand.
"Give it to me quick," said Della.
Oh, and the next two hours tripped by on rosy wings. Forget the hashed metaphor. She was ransacking the stores for Jim"s present.
She found it at last. It surely had been made for Jim and no one else. There was no other like it in any of the stores, and she had turned all of them inside out. It was a platinum fob chain simple and chaste in design, properly proclaiming its value by substance alone and not by meretricious ornamentation--as all good things should do. It was even worthy of The Watch. As soon as she saw it she knew that it must be Jim"s. It was like him. Quietness and value--the description applied to both. Twenty-one dollars they took from her for it, and she hurried home with the 87 cents. With that chain on his watch Jim might be properly anxious about the time in any company. Grand as the watch was, he sometimes looked at it on the sly on account of the old leather strap that he used in place of a chain.
When Della reached home her intoxication gave way a little to prudence and reason. She got out her curling irons and lighted the gas and went to work repairing the ravages made by generosity added to love. Which is always a tremendous task, dear friends--a mammoth task.
Within forty minutes her head was covered with tiny, close-lying curls that made her look wonderfully like a truant schoolboy. She looked at her reflection in the mirror long, carefully, and critically.
"If Jim doesn"t kill me," she said to herself, "before he takes a second look at me, he"ll say I look like a Coney Island chorus girl. But what could I do--oh! what could I do with a dollar and eighty- seven cents?"
At 7 o"clock the coffee was made and the frying-pan was on the back of the stove hot and ready to cook the chops.
Jim was never late. Della doubled the fob chain in her hand and sat on the corner of the table near the door that he always entered. Then she heard his step on the stair away down on the first flight, and she turned white for just a moment. She had a habit for saying little silent prayer about the simplest everyday things, and now she whispered: "Please God, make him think I am still pretty."
The door opened and Jim stepped in and closed it. He looked thin and very serious. Poor fellow, he was only twenty-two--and to be burdened with a family! He needed a new overcoat and he was without gloves.
Jim stopped inside the door, as immovable as a setter at the scent of quail. His eyes were fixed upon Della, and there was an expression in them that she could not read, and it terrified her. It was not anger, nor surprise, nor disapproval, nor horror, nor any of the sentiments that she had been prepared for. He simply stared at her fixedly with that peculiar expression on his face.
Della wriggled off the table and went for him.
"Jim, darling," she cried, "don"t look at me that way. I had my hair cut off and sold because I couldn"t have lived through Christmas without giving you a present. It"ll grow out again--you won"t mind, will you? I just had to do it. My hair grows awfully fast. Say `Merry Christmas!" Jim, and let"s be happy. You don"t know what a nice-- what a beautiful, nice gift I"ve got for you."
"You"ve cut off your hair?" asked Jim, laboriously, as if he had not arrived at that patent fact yet even after the hardest mental labor.
"Cut it off and sold it," said Della. "Don"t you like me just as well, anyhow? I"m me without my hair, ain"t I?"
Jim looked about the room curiously.
"You say your hair is gone?" he said, with an air almost of idiocy.
"You needn"t look for it," said Della. "It"s sold, I tell you--sold and gone, too. It"s Christmas Eve, boy. Be good to me, for it went for you. Maybe the hairs of my head were numbered," she went on with sudden serious sweetness, "but nobody could ever count my love for you. Shall I put the chops on, Jim?"
Out of his trance Jim seemed quickly to wake. He enfolded his Della. For ten seconds let us regard with discreet scrutiny some inconsequential object in the other direction. Eight dollars a week or a million a year--what is the difference? A mathematician or a wit would give you the wrong answer. The magi brought valuable gifts, but that was not among them. This dark assertion will be illuminated later on.
Jim drew a package from his overcoat pocket and threw it upon the table.
"Don"t make any mistake, Dell," he said, "about me. I don"t think there"s anything in the way of a haircut or a shave or a shampoo that could make me like my girl any less. But if you"ll unwrap that package you may see why you had me going a while at first."
White fingers and nimble tore at the string and paper. And then an ecstatic scream of joy; and then, alas! a quick feminine change to hysterical tears and wails, necessitating the immediate employment of all the comforting powers of the lord of the flat.
For there lay The Combs--the set of combs, side and back, that Della had worshipped long in a Broadway window. Beautiful combs, pure tortoise shell, with jewelled rims--just the shade to wear in the beautiful vanished hair. They were expensive combs, she knew, and her heart had simply craved and yearned over them without the least hope of possession. And now, they were hers, but the tresses that should have adorned the coveted adornments were gone.
But she hugged them to her bosom, and at length she was able to look up with dim eyes and a smile and say: "My hair grows so fast, Jim!"
And them Della leaped up like a little singed cat and cried, "Oh, oh!"
Jim had not yet seen his beautiful present. She held it out to him eagerly upon her open palm. The dull precious metal seemed to flash with a reflection of her bright and ardent spirit.
"Isn"t it a dandy, Jim? I hunted all over town to find it. You"ll have to look at the time a hundred times a day now. Give me your watch. I want to see how it looks on it."
Instead of obeying, Jim tumbled down on the couch and put his hands under the back of his head and smiled.
"Dell," said he, "let"s put our Christmas presents away and keep "em a while. They"re too nice to use just at present. I sold the watch to get the money to buy your combs. And now suppose you put the chops on."
The magi, as you know, were wise men--wonderfully wise men--who brought gifts to the Babe in the manger. They invented the art of giving Christmas presents. Being wise, their gifts were no doubt wise ones, possibly bearing the privilege of exchange in case of duplication. And here I have lamely related to you the uneventful chronicle of two foolish children in a flat who most unwisely sacrificed for each other the greatest treasures of their house. But in a last word to the wise of these days let it be said that of all who give gifts these two were the wisest. O all who give and receive gifts, such as they are wisest. Everywhere they are wisest. They are the magi.
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可以帮我看看这篇英语文章?When I met you in the summer,Took my heart beat sound.Long the skies are blue.Your heart could be turn on again.You art so innocent and you change my life so patiently.You turned it into something good and real.I feel just like I felt all my dreams.When we could see each other to confirm the dream is true.How I can show you that I blinded by your light.You are waiting for the wonderful sentence but I don’t know if my tongue’s able to speak.Your beauty is just blinding me.I find out I was lost in this way now.But it is not a bad thing,like sunbeams on a summer stream.I won’t give up because of heavy weather though they say we not strong enough to last forever.This peaceful undergo is sent by heaven.Sometimes I felt befuddlement and despair in my life,you are the guy who comfort me not to give up.You changed me a lot,now I can’t seem to know how to pay back.Just trust in me,I will be the man who will always give you help and stand by your side.
I have been always hoping to see you tomorrow,and every tomorrow.I let you borrow my heart.How about I’d be the last voice you hear at night for the rest of the night?The warm-look made me fill with power that you give me.What would I do without your sweet mouth?I’m spinning and so dizzy.Cause I know my heart had been break into you.I’m already out of my mind.Your curves,your edges and all you perfect imperfections all let me head over heels.You are my end and beginning.Even I lose in this game I still is the winner.Though the world is beating you down,I’m around through every mood.Now,cards on the table,we both showing hearts.Though it is a hard risk,I will never let the right guy run past me and let me regret how foolish things I did.
The cold world won’t hold you tonight.
The sunlight doesn’t know you are so tired.
The moonshine doesn’t care if you all alone.
But I do.
The success won’t understand how hard you had.
The tear doesn’t know you are so sad.
The road doesn’t care if coming home.
But I do.
1、When I met you in the summer,the去掉
2、Long the skies are blue skies变sky
3、The success won’t understand how hard you had.had改felt
4、The moonshine doesn’t care if you all alone.all 前加are
5、I will never let the right guy run past me past换成 out of
6、Now cards on the table on前加 are
If,i,cried,a,tear,of,painful,sorrow,if,i,lost,all,hope,for,a,new,tomorrow,Would,you,dry,my,tear,and,ease,my,pain,Would,you,make,me,smile,once,again?（八）：
求一篇关于5.12地震的英语演讲稿例如：
"What we have learned from the earthquake"等为题目的英语演讲稿.
但题目不限,只要是满1~2张A4纸的稿子就行.
有急用!【If,i,cried,a,tear,of,painful,sorrow,if,i,lost,all,hope,for,a,new,tomorrow,Would,you,dry,my,tear,and,ease,my,pain,Would,you,make,me,smile,once,again?】
What else can I do?
The terrible disaster caused more then 40075 inhabitants deaths and countless injured up to18:00 May 20th. The 8-day search-and- rescue efforts have put more strain on people"s nerves. Many Chinese spent the agonizing week following news on TV, on net, or glancing over newspapers and on public transport during rush hours. Even strangers exchanged information on the updated death toll and the latest outcome of rescue missions; cheered for every survival narrowly escaping hell; mourned each new death; and prayed for the strong lives still trapped in the debris. But hope is dimming as time is running out. So many people lost their lives in a flash, so many happy family become destitute and homeless far and near, so many buildings collapsed without any hesitate, the earth cracked, and even worse, it rained while others try to rescue them…I can not image how sad a child will be that she or he turn out to be orphan after this earthquake.Or the old lost all her offspring in this earthquake.People begin to wonder what they can do to help those who are still suffering.
What else can I do? has been the question on everyone"s mind since the deadly quake hit Sichuan Province.
After all, only a few warm-hearted volunteers could access the front lines of combating disaster considering the complicated conditions and fear of potential calamity. People can be seen everywhere lining up to make donations. In many cities, blood banks have been reported up to saturation; and volunteers wishing to donate blood have to register and wait for to be notified. More and more people are eager to be involved in the rescue and relief work that they are becoming unsatisfied with the disaster-relief efforts made outside of the quake-ravaged areas; and volunteers are descending upon the worst-hit areas in growing numbers.
It is pity that there are a lot of disasters in this Olympic year. This year, we, Chinese people, really have suffered a lot. however, we have not been defeated, instead, we"ve become more united and show great resolution to overcome all kinds of challenges to make our country more thriving and prosperous.
When people shout slogans Cheer up, China!, Cheer up, Wenchuan! after a three-minute silent tribute to quake victims, at the Tian"anmen Square in central Beijing,I know that the nightmare of the 8 days gone by will fade from the collective Chinese mind with time;and I could see the Chinese longings to rebuild a better future with dauntless perseverance and national esprit de corps !
In fact, we have always cry from the earthquake that moment, we have always cry from the first to see the bodies of dead children the moment; In fact, we all cry together, to see tens of thousands of PLA personal danger and rushed to the disaster areas moment, but we have not cry, because there are too many disaster areas we need to rescue our compatriots, we need to help, we simply did not have time to cry, so we QianGREnleishui, comfort each other, we Another road, toward the disaster areas, where there is a need our help the brothers and sisters, we have to strong, we loudly told myself, now, we can not cry.
But today, three minutes, we cried, we cried the whole land of mountains and rivers touching it, over the entire Chinese nation and uniting the strength of the grief and indignation, we no longer need to suppress the sentiments in mind, no longer need to control in the past few days in Yanquan Dazhuan tears, street car on a collective whistle, sounding the alarm over the city, a city of Wu Yan, it is also crying, cry on Kuba, we have too many needs to suppress the release, cry on Kuba, We have too many depressing need venting, 3 minutes, we do not want to do what, we just cry, as we are brothers and sisters toward heaven, for those who are strong to survive the hand-foot-compatriots.
On this day, we all Chinese people, is a lifelong hard to forget the day, because today is the "national crisis," Sadness Wenchuan, the country Zhiai, we use such a way, to commemorate those in earthquake In the passing away of relatives, we used this as a way for them came in on the road toward heaven, I hope they can all the way走好, Yao Wang homeland when they look back at the earth, will see tens of thousands of their compatriots hand-foot - , Look up to the sky pray for them, so they will not be alone, not lonely,
The deceased have to, toward the heaven, where there will be no more disasters, there will be no more tears, but for those who survived the disaster in the compatriots, alive to become a challenge, let them in an instant disaster Separated from the experience of life and death, the mother and son have Qingshen, once the husband and wife Enai, the twinkling of an eye they are yin and yang, the two separated, disaster, not only their physical destruction, destruction of their soul, flesh wounds over time slowly healing, Can be the soul of grief, but not so far recovered pieces, post-quake reconstruction of their homes can, we can even build their homes more beautiful, but for us, more important is how to build their own spiritual home, how to ask The soul-deep scars.
Broken heart, tend to become very fragile, post-disaster reconstruction, the firm has become particularly important, three minutes after we wiped away tears, we can not Zaiku, to bravely live, because their relatives in heaven We watched, Tongbuyusheng, sad to tactic is not their wish to see, good to live in, they are to our expectations, think about this, it has the ruins to life for the life of the mother, "Dear Baby, if Can you live, to keep in mind that mother love you "; think that in order to save the expense of four children and teachers, we go to these family members, in their own lives to give us an opportunity to a live, To them, we have to live better.
Just as Premier Wen said the sentence, as you live, to live well, not only Premier Wen"s expectations, even tens of thousands of brothers and sisters of our expectations, think about all those days and nights in Disaster areas the army for help, from the ruins of their hand to you to save 1.1 points out of the broken hand, the bloodshed, they moved the hands of tile brick shift has not stopped, they run the risk of aftershocks at any time to And the death race, is to allow more people to live, so that the good live, not only for ourselves, but also to all the people we love, good living, is our responsibility as well as your Obligations.
May 12, 2008, let us all Chinese people always remember this day for it, our "national calamity," the history of the Chinese nation, engraved too many disasters, but never the candidate of our national glories , One of the disaster, and again before loading the line, then let us bury the grief of all good, clean up all the ruins, was once their homes on the land, rebuild our homes, to live boldly, to live On a good living.
其实我们一直都想哭,从知道地震的那一刻起；其实我们一直都想哭,从看到第一个遇难孩子的遗体那一刻起；其实我们一起都想哭,从看到成千上万的解放军奋不顾身奔赴灾区那一刻起,但我们一直都没有哭,因为有太多的灾区同胞需要我们去救援,需要我们去帮助,我们根本没有时间哭,所以我们强忍泪水,彼此安慰,我们要再上路,奔向灾区,因为那里有需要我们救助的姐妹弟兄,我们要坚强,我们大声告诉自己,现在,我们还不能哭.
但今天,这三分钟,我们哭了,我们哭的整个山河大地为之动容,整个华夏上空,凝聚着悲愤的力量,我们再也不必压抑在心中的情绪,再也不必控制连日来在眼圈中打转的泪水,街道上汽车集体的鸣笛,城市上空拉响的警报,那是城市的呜咽,它也在哭泣,想哭就哭吧,我们有太多的压抑需要释放,想哭就哭吧,我们有太多的郁闷需要宣泄,这三分钟,我们什么都不想做,我们只想哭,为我们那些奔向天堂的兄弟姐妹,为那些坚强地活下来的手足同胞.
If,i,cried,a,tear,of,painful,sorrow,if,i,lost,all,hope,for,a,new,tomorrow,Would,you,dry,my,tear,and,ease,my,pain,Would,you,make,me,smile,once,again?（九）：
求妙语短篇B3的原文大家帮帮忙啊
是上海外语教育出版社的
1.Step, Step, Roar
A little boy walked down the aisle at a wedding. As he made his way to the front, he would take two steps, then stop, and turn to the crowd, alternating between the bride’s side and the groom’s side. While facing the crowd, he would put his hands up like claws and roar. And so it went -- step, step, ROAR, step, step, ROAR -- all the way down the aisle.
As you can imagine, the crowd was near tears from laughing so hard by the time he reached the pulpit. The little boy, however, was getting more and more distressed from all the laughing, and he was near tears by the time he reached the pulpit.
When asked what he was doing, the child sniffed back his tears and said, “I was being the ring bear.”
2.Step, Step, Roar
A little boy walked down the aisle at a wedding. As he made his way to the front, he would take two steps, then stop, and turn to the crowd, alternating between the bride’s side and the groom’s side. While facing the crowd, he would put his hands up like claws and roar. And so it went -- step, step, ROAR, step, step, ROAR -- all the way down the aisle.
As you can imagine, the crowd was near tears from laughing so hard by the time he reached the pulpit. The little boy, however, was getting more and more distressed from all the laughing, and he was near tears by the time he reached the pulpit.
When asked what he was doing, the child sniffed back his tears and said, “I was being the ring bear.”
3.The Cat Lady
I have lived in my neighborhood for twenty years. It seems to me that I’ve spent at least ten of those years looking for a lost pet, either mine or one I’d seen listed in the newspaper’s lost-pet column.
Recently, I was at it again, going door-to-door looking for one of my own lost kitties, a little black cat named Nicholas who’d slipped out the door before I could stop him. I made my rounds, visiting with all the neighbors, describing Nicholas. Familiar with this routine, everyone promised to keep an eye out and call me if they spotted him.
Two blocks from my house, I noticed a gentleman raking leaves in the yard of a home that had recently been sold. I introduced myself and presented my new neighbor with the plight of the missing Nicholas, asking if he had seen him.
“No,” he replied, “I’ve not seen a little black kitty around here.” He thought for a moment, looked at me and said, “But I know who you should ask. Several of my neighbors have told me that there’s a woman in the neighborhood who’s crazy about cats. They say she knows every cat around here, probably has dozens herself. They call her ‘The Cat Lady.’ Be sure to check with her.”
“Oh, thank you,” I said eagerly. “Do you know where she lives?”
He pointed a finger down the street, “It’s that one.”
I followed his finger and started to laugh.
He was pointing at my house!
4.She Told Me It Was Okay to Cry
I saw her last night for the first time in years. She was miserable. She had bleached her hair, trying to hide its true color, just as her rough front hid her deep unhappiness. She needed to talk, so we went for a walk. While I thought about my future, the college applications that had recently arrived, she thought about her past, the home she had recently left. Then she spoke. She told me about her love -- and I saw a dependent relationship with a dominating man. She told me about the drugs -- and I saw that they were her escape. She told me about her goals -- and I saw unrealistic material dreams. She told me she needed a friend -- and I saw hope, because at least I could give her that.
We had met in the second grade. She was missing a tooth, I was missing my friends. I had just moved across the continent to find cold metal swings and cold smirking faces outside the foreboding doors of P.S. 174, my new school. I asked her if I could see her Archie comic book, even though I didn’t really like comics; she said yes, even though she didn’t really like to share. Maybe we were both looking for a smile. And we found it. We found someone to giggle with late at night, someone to slurp hot chocolate with on the cold winter days when school was canceled and we would sit together by the bay window, watching the snow endlessly falling.
In the summer, at the pool, I got stung by a bee. She held my hand and told me that she was there and that it was okay to cry -- so I did. In the fall, we raked the leaves into piles and took turns jumping, never afraid because we knew that the multicolored bed would break our fall.
Only now, she had fallen and there was no one to catch her. We hadn’t spoken in months, we hadn’t seen each other in years. I had moved to California, she had moved out of the house. Our experiences were miles apart, making our hearts much father away from each other than the continent she had just traversed. Through her words I was alienated, but through her eyes I felt her yearning. She needed support in her search for strength and a new start. She needed my friendship now more than ever. So I took her hand and told her that I was there and that it was okay to cry -- so she did.
5.There Is an Oz
They arrive exactly at 8:00 a.m. to take her home, but she has been ready since before seven. She has taken a shower -- not an easy task lying down on a shower stretcher. She isn’t allowed to sit up yet without her body brace, but regardless, here she is, clean and freshly scrubbed and ever so anxious to go home. It has been two-and-a-half months since she has seen her home -- two-and-a-half months since the car accident. It doesn’t matter that she is going home in a wheelchair or that her legs don’t work. All she knows is that she is going home, and home will make everything okay. Even Dorothy says so: “Oh, Auntie Em, there’s no place like home!” It’s her favorite movie.
As they put her in the car, she thinks now of how much her father reminds her of the scarecrow in The Wizard of Oz. Like the scarecrow, he is built in pieces of many different things -- strength, courage and love. Especially love.
He isn’t an elegant man. Her father is tall and lanky and has dirt under his fingernails from working outside. He is strictly blue collar -- a laborer. He never went to college, didn’t even go to high school. By the world’s standards he isn’t “educated.” An awful lot like the scarecrow -- but she knows differently. He doesn’t speak much, but when he does, she knows it is worth remembering. Even worth writing down. But she never has to write down anything that her father says because she knows she’ll never forget.
It is hard for her to sit comfortably while wearing the body brace and so she sits, still and unnatural, staring out the window. Her face is tense and tired and older somehow, much older than her seventeen years. She doesn’t even remember the world of a seventeen-year-old girl -- it’s as if that world never was. And she thinks she knows what Dorothy must have meant when she said, “Oh, Toto, I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore.” It is more than an issue of geography, she is quite certain.
They pull out onto the road to begin their journey and approach the stop sign at the corner. The stop sign is just a formality; no one ever stops here. Today, however, is different. As he goes to coast through the intersection, she is instantly alert, the face alive and the eyes flashing. She grips the sides of the seat. “Stop! That’s a stop sign! You could get us killed! Don’t you know that?” And then, more quietly and with even more intensity, “You don’t know what it’s like -- you have never been there.” He looks at her and says nothing. The scarecrow and Dorothy journey onward.
As they continue to drive, her mind is constantly at work. She still hasn’t loosened her grip on the seat. She thinks of the eyes, the eyes that once belonged to her -- big, brown, soulful eyes that would sparkle with laugher at the slightest thought of happiness. Only the happiness is gone now and she doesn’t know where she left it or how to get it back. She only knows that it is gone and, in its absence, the sparkle has gone as well.
The eyes are not the same. They no longer reflect the soul of the person because that person no longer exists. The eyes now are deep and cold and empty -- pools of color that have been filled with something reaching far beyond the happiness that once was there. Like the yellow brick road it stretches endlessly, maddeningly, winding through valleys and woodlands, obscuring her vision until she has somehow lost sight of the Emerald City.
She lightly touches the tiny gold bracelet that she wears. It was a present from her mother and father, and she refuses to remove it from her wrist. It is engraved with her name on the side that is visible to others, but as in everything there are two sides, and only she knows the other is there. It is a single word engraved on the side of the bracelet that touches her skin and touches her heart: “Hope.” One small word that says so much about her life and what is now missing from it. She vaguely remembers hope -- what it felt like to hope for a college basketball scholarship or maybe a chance to dance professionally. Only now, she’s not sure she remembers hope as it was then -- a driving force, a fundamental part of her life. Now, hope is something that haunts her.
The dreams come nightly. Dreams of turning cartwheels in the yard or hitting a tennis ball against a brick wall. But there is one, the most vivid and recurring, and the most haunting of all...There is a lake and trees, a soft breeze and a perfect sky. It is a scene so beautiful it is almost beyond imagining. And in the midst of it all, she is walking. She has never felt more at peace.
But then she awakens and remembers. And remembering, she knows. She instinctively fingers the bracelet, the word. And the fear is almost overwhelming -- the fear of not knowing how to hope.
She thinks of her father’s God and how she now feels that God abandoned her. All at once, a single tear makes a trail down her thin, drawn face. Then another and another, and she is crying. “Oh Daddy, they say I’ll never walk again! They’re the best and they say I’ll never walk. Daddy, what will I do?”
He looks at her now and he stops the car. This is the man who has been with her down every road, every trail and every path -- so very like the scarecrow. And he speaks. “I know that they can put you back together. They can put steel rods in your back and sew you up. But look around you. Not one of your doctors can make a blade of grass.”
Suddenly she knows. He has taught her the most valuable lesson in her life and in all her journey: that she is never alone. There is an Oz; there is a wizard; there is a God. And there...is...hope. She releases her grip on the seat, looks out the window and smiles. And in that instant she loves her father more than she has ever loved him before
6.For the Best
It was two days after the tragic school shooting in Colorado, and I was feeling bad about what had happened to the students there. My school began having a lot of bomb threats and it seemed that police cars were there often. I was standing with my friend, Amberly, and her boyfriend when he casually said, "I"m gonna blow up the school and kill everyone." I asked, "Why would you want to do that?" and he said, "I just do," and walked away.
I was scared because no one had ever said anything like that to me before. I found out when talking to other friends that he also bragged about this to other people. My friends told me that I should tell an adult what he had said, but I was too scared and I made them promise not to tell anyone either.
One day, Amberly and I were talking about what he had said when the teacher overheard our conversation. She took me out into the hallway and made me tell her who had said it and what they had said. At first, I refused to say a word. She told me it really was for the best, so I told her. I felt awful for doing it. I was angry with her for making me tell who said it. I wasn"t sure he really meant it and didn"t want him to get into trouble.
He got suspended for two days and had two days of in- school detention after that. I sometimes wonder if I had not told, would he have done what he said he was going to do? The guys in Colorado seemed pretty normal to a lot of people. The bottom line is, you should never joke around about something as serious as killing people. If you do, responsible people have no choice but to have you checked out to ensure everyone else"s safety.
After he was suspended, the whole sixth grade had an assembly. The principal and counselors told the students that there was a kid who was making threats and that he was suspended. I decided later to tell him that it was me who told on him so he wouldn"t speculate about who did it. I was surprised to find that he was not angry with me for doing what I did. He was able to get help for his feel-ings and behavior.
Many people are in the same situation that I was in. If your friend is saying threatening stuff like my friend was, then they obviously need help-soon. It seems like when one school shooting happens, then another one occurs not too long after that. If there were any way that you could prevent one school shooting it could perhaps save your own life and many others as well. If I had to do it over again, I would-because it really was for the best
7.All Those Years
My friend Debbie’s two daughters were in high school when she experienced severe flu-like symptoms. Debbie visited her family doctor, who told her the flu bug had passed her by. Instead, she had been touched by the “love bug” and was now pregnant.
The birth of Tommy, a healthy, beautiful son, was an event for celebration, and as time went by, it seemed as though every day brought another reason to celebrate the gift of Tommy’s life. He was sweet, thoughtful, fun-loving and a joy to be around.
One day when Tommy was about five years old, he and Debbie were driving to the neighborhood mall. As is the way with children, out of nowhere, Tommy asked, “Mom, how old were you when I was born?”
“Thirty-six, Tommy. Why?” Debbie asked, wondering what his little mind was contemplating.
“What a shame!” Tommy responded.
“What do you mean?” Debbie inquired, more than a little puzzled. Looking at her with love-filled eyes, Tommy said, “Just think of all those years we didn’t know each other.
8.Old People
At age ninety-two, Grandma Fritz still lived in her old two-story farmhouse, made homemade noodles, and did her laundry in her wringer-washer in the basement. She maintained her vegetable garden, big enough to feed all of Benton County, with just a hoe and spade. Her seventy-year-old children lovingly protested when she insisted on mowing her huge lawn with her ancient push mower.
“I only work outside in the cool, early mornings and in the evenings,” Grandma explained, “and I always wear my sunbonnet.”
Still, her children were understandably relieved when they heard she was attending the noon lunches at the local senior citizens" center.
Yes, Grandma admitted, as her daughter nodded approvingly. “I cook for them. Those old people appreciate it so much!”
9.Albert
Working in a hospital with recent stroke patients was an all-or-nothing proposition. They were usually go grateful to be alive or just wanted to die. A quick glance told all.
Albert taught me much about strokes.
One afternoon while making rounds I"d met him, curled in a fetal position. A pale, dried-up old man with a look of death, head half-buried under a blanket. He didn"t budge when I introduced myself, and he said nothing when I referred to dinner “soon.”
At the nurse"s station, an attendant provided some history. He had no one. He"d lived too long. Wife of thirty years dead, five sons gone.
Well, maybe I could help. A chunky but pretty divorced nurse avoiding the male population outside of work, I could satisfy a need. I flirted.
The next day I wore a dress, not my usual nursing uniform but white. No lights on. Curtains drawn.
Albert hollered at the staff to get out. I pulled a chair close to his bed, crossing my shapely legs, head tilted. I gave him a perfect smile.
“Leave me. I want to die.”
“What a crime, all us single women out there.”
He looked annoyed. I rambled on about how I liked working “rehab” unit because I got to watch people reach their maximum potential. It was a place of possibilities. He said nothing.
Two days later during shift report, I learned that Albert had asked when I"d be “on.” The charge nurse referred to him as my “boyfriend” and word got around. I never argued. Outside his room, I"d tell others not to bother “my Albert.”
Soon he agreed to “dangle,” sit on the side of the bed to build up sitting tolerance, energy and balance. He agreed to “work” with physical therapy if I"d return “to talk.”
Two months later, Albert was on a walker. By the third month, he"d progressed to a cane. Fridays we celebrated discharges with a barbecue. Albert and I danced to Edith Piaf. He wasn"t graceful, but he was leading. Tear-streaked cheeks touched as we bade our good-byes.
Periodically roses, mums and sweet peas would turn up. He was gardening again.
Then one afternoon, a lovely lavender-clad woman came on the unit demanding “that hussy.”
My supervisor called; I was in the middle of giving a bed bath.
“So you"re the one! The woman who reminded my Albert that he"s a man!” Her head tilted in full smile as she handed me a wedding invitation.
10.For the Record
Less than a year after my wife’s funeral I was confronted with the most terrible realities of being a widower with five children.
Notes from school.
Field-trip permission slips, PTA election ballots, Troll Book order forms, sports sign-ups, medical forms and innumerable academic progress reports -- an onslaught of paperwork courtesy of the educational bureaucracy.
This “literature” has to be read and signed, or placed at the bottom of the birdcage. Regardless of its destination it must be dealt with on a daily basis.
One day, eight-year-old Rachel was helping me complete five (count ’em, five) emergency treatment forms for school. She would fill in the generic information (name, address, phone number), and I would add the rest (insurance numbers, doctor’s name, date, signature). After signing the forms, I checked them for accuracy. It was then that I noticed on each card, in the slot beside Mother’s Business Phone, Rachel had written “1-800-HEAVEN."
If,i,cried,a,tear,of,painful,sorrow,if,i,lost,all,hope,for,a,new,tomorrow,Would,you,dry,my,tear,and,ease,my,pain,Would,you,make,me,smile,once,again?（十）：
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What We Cannot Afford to Lose
Good evening ladies and gentleman! I’m very glad to be here to give a speech. Today, my topic is what we cannot afford to lose.
There are many things we can’t afford to lose in our life. Such as resbonsibilities, dreams, ambition and so on. But I think what the most important is hope. We can’t afford to lose hope.
What Is Hope? Hope is bright shining light which keeps darkness at bay; hope is the gentle cold breeze on a hot summer day. Hope is to remain positive when going gets tough; hope is seeking more when others think you had enough. Hope is dreaming of tomorrow; hope is simmering under sorrow. hope is a beautiful thing . and beautiful things never die.
There is love there is hope. When we believe that life has miracle , the future will give us hope. The purpose of life is to have hope .and toward it continuous efforts.
Yes, hope is a miracle. You may will ask why it is miraculous. The reason is that unlike most things in life, hope cannot be taken away from you.
All terrible things can happen to you, but even if they did, the one thing you would continue to have left would be hope. And this hope can sustain you until the murky waters recede and life returns to normal.
You are probably wondering why hope can never be taken from you. The reason is that it is alive within you forever. It is not tangible and therefore cannot be stolen or borrowed or misplaced. You will always have hope as a part of you, as real as an arm or a leg, as long as you are alive. It is God"s perfect gift to everyone, and it costs nothing.
So, if things become grim, as they do many, many times during the course of a lifetime, don’t despair. As long as you have hope, there is a chance for a new beginning, a new day.
That’s all. Thank you!