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⑴ 英语短篇小说：Running For Governor by Mark Twain

马克吐温的这部小说Running For Governor发表于1870年纽约州长选举之后，最初发表在文学杂志《银河》(Galaxy)上。小说嘲讽美国竞选的虚伪性，马克·吐温想象自己被提名为独立候选人参加纽约州长选举，却遭到若干匿名攻击者一连串捏造的人身攻击。该小说在中国长期被收入中学语文教材。

马克·吐温的短篇小说《竞选州长》讲述了主人公“我”因为代表独立党与另外两名其他党派的候选人一起竞选纽约州州长，而被诬陷成一个拥有如“伪证犯”、“小偷”、“拐尸犯”、“酒疯子”、“贿赂犯”和“贿赂陪审员的人”等各种恶名的罪人的过程。“我”作为一个正人君子，原本以为相对于恶名昭著的两位对手来说，自身最大的优势就是“好名声”，可对手施展种种卑鄙伎俩，不断制造各种荒诞谣言，诽谤诬告“我”，最终导致莫名其妙地背负一身罪名的“我”被迫退出竞选。小说抓住被收买的资产阶级报刊专事造谣诽谤这一典型特征，用夸张手法挖苦了资产阶级的“民主选举”。

作者介绍：

马克·吐温(Mark Twain)，美国幽默大师、小说家、著名演说家、杰出的作家、和著名记者，真实姓名是萨缪尔·兰亨·克莱门。“马克·吐温”是他的笔名，原是密西西比河水手使用的表示在航道上所测水的深度的术语。

马克·吐温12岁团镇时，父亲去世，他只好停学，到工厂当小工。后来他又换了不少职业，曾做过密西西比河的领航员、矿工及新闻记者工作。档或散渐渐地着手写一些有趣的小品，开始了自己的写作生涯。

马克·吐温一生写了大量作品，题材涉及小说、剧本、散文、诗歌等各方面。从内容上说，他的作品批判了不合理现象或人性的丑恶之处，表达了这位当过排字工人和水手的作家强烈的行氏正义感和对普通人民的关心;从风格上说，专家们和一般读者都认为，幽默和讽刺是他的写作特点。

马克·吐温是美国批判现实主义文学的奠基人，他的主要作品已大多有中文译本。他经历了美国从初期资本主义到帝国主义的发展过程，其思想和创作也表现为从轻快调笑到辛辣讽刺再到悲观厌世的发展阶段，前期以辛辣的讽刺见长，到了后期语言更为暴露激烈。被誉为“美国文学史上的林肯”。他于1910年4月21日去世，享年七十五岁，安葬于纽约州艾玛拉。

小说原文：

A few months ago I was nominated for Governor of the great state of New York, to run against Mr. John T. Smith and Mr. Blank J. Blank on an independent ticket. I somehow felt that I had one prominent advantage over these gentlemen, and that was--good character. It was easy to see by the newspapers that if ever they had known what it was to bear a good name, that time had gone by. It was plain that in these latter years they had become familiar with all manner of shameful crimes. But at the verymoment that I was exalting my advantage and joying in it in secret, there was a muddy undercurrent of discomfort "riling" the deeps of my happiness, and that was--the having to hear my name bandied about in familiar connection with those of such people. I grew more and more disturbed. Finally I wrote my grandmother about it. Her answer came quick and sharp. She said:

You have never done one single thing in all your life to be ashamed of--not one. Look at the newspapers--look at them and comprehend what sort of characters Messrs. Smith and Blank are, and then see if you are willing to lower yourself to their level and enter a public canvass with them.

It was my very thought! I did not sleep a single moment that night. But, after all, I could not recede.

I was fully committed, and must go on with the fight. As I was looking listlessly over the papers at breakfast I came across this paragraph, and I may truly say I never was so confounded before.

PERJURY.--Perhaps, now that Mr. Mark Twain is before the people as a candidate for Governor, he will condescend to explain how he came to be convicted of perjury by thirty-four witnesses in Wakawak, Cochin China, in 1863, the intent of which perjury being to rob a poor native widow and her helpless family of a meager plantain-patch, their only stay and support in their bereavement and desolation. Mr. Twain owes it to himself, as well as to the great people whose suffrages he asks, to clear thismatter up. Will he do it?

I thought I should burst with amazement! Such a cruel, heartless charge! I never had seen Cochin China! I never had heard of Wakawak! I didn't know a plantain-patch from a kangaroo! I did not know what to do. I was crazed and helpless. I let the day slip away without doing anything at all. The next morning the same paper had this--nothing more:

SIGNIFICANT.--Mr. Twain, it will be observed, is suggestively silent about the Cochin China perjury.

[Mem.--During the rest of the campaign this paper never referred to me in any other way than as "the infamous perjurer Twain."]

Next came the Gazette, with this:

WANTED TO KNOW.--Will the new candidate for Governor deign to explain to certain of his fellow-citizens (who are suffering to vote for him!) the little circumstance of his cabin-mates in Montana losing small valuables from time to time, until at last, these things having been invariably found on Mr. Twain's person or in his "trunk" (newspaper he rolled his traps in), they felt compelled to give him a friendly admonition for his own good, and so tarred and feathered him, and rode him on a rail; and then advised him to leave a permanent vacuum in the place he usually occupied in the camp. Will he do this?

Could anything be more deliberately malicious than that? For I never was in Montana in my life.

[After this, this journal customarily spoke of me as, "Twain, the Montana Thief."]

I got to picking up papers apprehensively--much as one would lift a desired blanket which he had some idea might have a rattlesnake under it. One day this met my eye:

THE LIE NAILED.--By the sworn affidavits of Michael O'Flanagan, Esq., of the Five Points, and Mr. Snub Rafferty and Mr. Catty Mulligan, of Water Street, it is established that Mr. Mark Twain's vile statement that the lamented grandfather of our noble standard- bearer, Blank J. Blank, was hanged for highway robbery, is a brutal and gratuitous LIE, without a shadow of foundation in fact. It is disheartening to virtuous men to see such shameful means resorted to to achieve political success as the attacking of the dead in their graves, and defiling their honored names with slander. When we think of the anguish this miserable falsehood must cause the innocent relatives and friends of the deceased, we are almost driven to incite an outraged and insulted public to summary and unlawful vengeance upon the tracer. But no! let us leave him to the agony of a lacerated conscience (though if passion should get the better of the public, and in its blind fury they should do the tracer bodily injury, it is but too obvious that no jury could convict and no court punish the perpetrators of the deed).

The ingenious closing sentence had the effect of moving me out of bed with despatch that night, and out at the back door also, while the "outraged and insulted public" surged in the front way, breaking furniture and windows in their righteous indignation as they came, and taking off such property as they could carry when they went. And yet I can lay my hand upon the Book and say that I never slandered Mr. Blank's grandfather. More: I had never even heard of him or mentioned him up to that day and date.

[I will state, in passing, that the journal above quoted from always referred to me afterward as "Twain, the Body-Snatcher."]

The next newspaper article that attracted my attention was the following:

A SWEET CANDIDATE.--Mr. Mark Twain, who was to make such a blighting speech at the mass-meeting of the Independents last night, didn't come to time! A telegram from his physician stated that he had been knocked down by a runaway team, and his leg broken in two places--sufferer lying in great agony, and so forth, and so forth, and a lot more bosh of the same sort. And the Independents tried hard to swallow the wretched subterfuge, and pretend that they did not know what was the real reason of the absence of the abandoned creature whom they denominate their standard-bearer. A certain man was seen to reel into Mr. Twain's hotel last night in a state of beastly intoxication. It is the imperative ty of the Independents to prove that this besotted brute was not Mark Twain himself. We have them at last! This is a case that admits of no shirking. The voice of the people demands in thunder tones, "WHO WAS THAT MAN?"

It was incredible, absolutely incredible, for a moment, that it was really my name that was coupled with this disgraceful suspicion. Three long years had passed over my head since I had tasted ale, beer, wine or liquor or any kind.

[It shows what effect the times were having on me when I say that I saw myself, confidently bbed "Mr. Delirium Tremens Twain" in the next issue of that journal without a pang--notwithstanding I knew that with monotonous fidelity the paper would go on calling me so to the very end.]

By this time anonymous letters were getting to be an important part of my mail matter. This form was common

How about that old woman you kiked of your premises which

was beging. POL. PRY.

And this:

There is things which you Have done which is unbeknowens to anybody

but me. You better trot out a few dots, to yours truly, or you'll

hear through the papers from

HANDY ANDY.

This is about the idea. I could continue them till the reader was surfeited, if desirable.

Shortly the principal Republican journal "convicted" me of wholesale bribery, and the leading Democratic paper "nailed" an aggravated case of blackmailing to me.

[In this way I acquired two additional names: "Twain the Filthy Corruptionist" and "Twain the Loathsome Embracer."]

By this time there had grown to be such a clamor for an "answer" to all the dreadful charges that were laid to me that the editors and leaders of my party said it would be political ruin for me to remain silent any longer. As if to make their appeal the more imperative, the following appeared in one of the papers the very next day:

BEHOLD THE MAN!--The independent candidate still maintains silence. Because he dare not speak. Every accusation against him has been amply proved, and they have been indorsed and reindorsed by his own eloquent silence, till at this day he stands forever convicted. Look upon your candidate, Independents! Look upon the Infamous Perjurer! the Montana Thief! the Body-Snatcher! Contemplate your incarnate Delirium Tremens! your Filthy Corruptionist! your Loathsome Embracer! Gaze upon him--ponder him well--and then say if you can give your honest votes to a creature who has earned this dismal array of titles by hishideous crimes, and dares not open his mouth in denial of any one of them!

There was no possible way of getting out of it, and so, in deep humiliation, I set about preparing to "answer" a mass of baseless charges and mean and wicked falsehoods. But I never finished the task, for the very next morning a paper came out with a new horror, a fresh malignity, and seriously charged me with burning a lunatic asylum with all its inmates, because it obstructed the view from my house. This threw me into a sort of panic. Then came the charge of poisoning my uncle to get his property, with an imperative demand that the grave should be opened. This drove me to the verge of distraction. On top of this I was accused of employing toothless and incompetent old relatives to prepare the food for the foundling' hospital when I warden. I was wavering--wavering. And at last, as a e and fitting climax to the shameless persecution that party rancor had inflicted upon me, nine little toddling children, of all shades of color and degrees of raggedness, were taught to rush onto the platform at a public meeting, and clasp me around the legs and call me PA!

I gave it up. I hauled down my colors and surrendered. I was not equal to the requirements of a Gubernatorial campaign in the state of New York, and so I sent in my withdrawal from the candidacy, and in bitterness of spirit signed it, "Truly yours, once a decent man, but now

"MARK TWAIN, LP., M.T., B.S., D.T., F.C., and L.E."

-THE END-

中文翻译：

几个月之前，我被提名为纽约州州长候选人，代表独立党与斯坦华脱·勒·伍福特先生和约翰·特·霍夫曼先生竞选。我总觉得自己有超过这两位先生的显著的优点，那就是我的名声好。从报上容易看出：如果说这两位先生也曾知道爱护名声的好处，那是以往的事。近几年来，他们显然已将各种无耻罪行视为家常便饭。当时，我虽然对自己的长处暗自庆幸，但是一想到我自己的名字得和这些人的名字混在一起到处传播，总有一股不安的混浊潜流在我愉快心情的深处“翻搅”。我心里越来越不安，最后我给祖母写了封信，把这件事告诉她。她很快给我回了信，而且信写得很严峻，她说：“你生平没有做过一件对不起人的事——一件也没有做过。你看看报纸吧——一看就会明白伍福特和霍夫曼先生是一种什么样子的人，然后再看你愿不愿意把自己降低到他们那样的水平，跟他们一起竞选。”

这也正是我的想法!那晚我一夜没合眼。但我毕竟不能打退堂鼓。我已经完全卷进去了，只好战斗下去。

当我一边吃早饭，一边无精打采地翻阅报纸时，看到这样一段消息，说实在话，我以前还从来没有这样惊慌失措过：

“伪证罪——那就是1863年，在交趾支那的瓦卡瓦克，有34名证人证明马克·吐温先生犯有伪证罪，企图侵占一小块香蕉种植地，那是当地一位穷寡妇和她那群孤儿靠着活命的唯一资源。现在马克·吐温先生既然在众人面前出来竞选州长，那么他或许可以屈尊解释一下如下事情的经过。吐温先生不管是对自己或是对要求投票选举他的伟大人民，都有责任澄清此事的真相。他愿意这样做吗?”

我当时惊愕不已!竟有这样一种残酷无情的指控。我从来就没有到过交趾支那!我从来没听说过什么瓦卡瓦克!我也不知道什么香蕉种植地，正如我不知道什么是袋鼠一样!我不知道要怎么办才好，我简直要发疯了，却又毫无办法。那一天我什么事情也没做，就让日子白白溜过去了。第二天早晨，这家报纸再没说别的什么，只有这么一句话：

“意味深长——大家都会注意到：吐温先生对交趾支那伪证案一事一直发人深省地保持缄默。”

〔备忘——在这场竞选运动中，这家报纸以后但凡提到我时，必称“臭名昭著的伪证犯吐温”。〕

接着是《新闻报》，登了这样一段话：

“需要查清——是否请新州长候选人向急于等着要投他票的同胞们解释一下以下一件小事?那就是吐温先生在蒙大那州野营时，与他住在同一帐篷的伙伴经常丢失小东西，后来这些东西一件不少地都从吐温先生身上或“箱子”(即他卷藏杂物的报纸)里发现了。大家为他着想，不得不对他进行友好的告诫，在他身上涂满柏油，粘上羽毛，叫他坐木杠①，把他撵出去，并劝告他让出铺位，从此别再回来。他愿意解释这件事吗?”

难道还有比这种控告用心更加险恶的吗?我这辈子根本就没有到过蒙大那州呀。

〔此后，这家报纸照例叫我做“蒙大那的小偷吐温”。〕

于是，我开始变得一拿起报纸就有些提心吊胆起来，正如同你想睡觉时拿起一床毯子，可总是不放心，生怕那里面有条蛇似的。有一天，我看到这么一段消息：

“谎言已被揭穿!——根据五方位区的密凯尔·奥弗拉纳根先生、华脱街的吉特·彭斯先生和约翰·艾伦先生三位的宣誓证书，现已证实：马克·吐温先生曾恶毒声称我们尊贵的领袖约翰·特·霍夫曼的祖父曾因拦路抢劫而被处绞刑一说，纯属粗暴无理之谎言，毫无事实根据。他毁谤亡人，以谰言玷污其美名，用这种下流手段来达到政治上的成功，使有道德之人甚为沮丧。当我们想到这一卑劣谎言必然会使死者无辜的亲友蒙受极大悲痛时，几乎要被迫煽动起被伤害和被侮辱的公众，立即对诽谤者施以非法的报复。但是我们不这样!还是让他去因受良心谴责而感到痛苦吧。(不过，如果公众义愤填膺，盲目胡来，对诽谤者进行人身伤害，很明显，陪审员不可能对此事件的凶手们定罪，法庭也不可能对他们加以惩罚。)”

最后这句巧妙的话很起作用，当天晚上当“被伤害和被侮辱的公众”从前进来时，吓得我赶紧从床上爬起来，从后门溜走。他们义愤填膺，来时捣毁家具和门窗，走时把能拿动的财物统统带走。然而，我可以手按《圣经》起誓：我从没诽谤过霍夫曼州长的祖父。而且直到那天为止，我从没听人说起过他，我自己也没提到过他。

〔顺便说一句，刊登上述新闻的那家报纸此后总是称我为“拐尸犯吐温”。〕

引起我注意的下一篇报上的文章是下面这段：

“好个候选人——马克·吐温先生原定于昨晚独立党民众大会上作一次损伤对方的演说，却未履行其义务。他的医生打电报来称他被几匹狂奔的拉车的马撞倒，腿部两处负伤——卧床不起，痛苦难言等等，以及许多诸如此类的废话。独立党的党员们只好竭力听信这一拙劣的托词，假装不知道他们提名为候选人的这个放荡不羁的家伙未曾出席大会的真正原因。

有人见到，昨晚有一个人喝得酩酊大醉，摇摇晃晃地走进吐温先生下榻的旅馆。独立党人责无旁贷须证明那个醉鬼并非马克·吐温本人。这一下我们终于把他们抓住了。此事不容避而不答。人民以雷鸣般的呼声询问：‘那人是谁?’”

我的名字真的与这个丢脸的嫌疑联在一起，这是不可思议的，绝对地不可思议。我已经有整整三年没有喝过啤酒、葡萄酒或任何一种酒了。

〔这家报纸在下一期上大胆地称我为“酒疯子吐温先生”，而且我知道，它会一直这样称呼下去，但我当时看了竟毫无痛苦，足见这种局势对我有多大的影响。〕

那时我所收到的邮件中，匿名信占了重要的部分。那些信一般是这样写的：

“被你从你寓所门口一脚踢开的那个要饭的老婆婆，现在怎么样了?”

好管闲事者

也有这样写的：

“你干的一些事，除我之外没人知道，你最好拿出几块钱来孝敬鄙人，不然，报上有你好看的。”

惹不起

大致就是这类内容。如果还想听，我可以继续引用下去，直到使读者恶心。

不久，共和党的主要报纸“宣判”我犯了大规模的贿赂罪，而民主党最主要的报纸则把一桩大肆渲染敲诈案件硬“栽”在我头上。

〔这样，我又得到了两个头衔：“肮脏的贿赂犯吐温”和“令人恶心的讹诈犯吐温”。〕

这时候舆论哗然，纷纷要我“答复”所有对我提出的那些可怕的指控。这就使得我们党的报刊主编和领袖们都说，我如果再沉默不语，我的政治生命就要给毁了。好像要使他们的控诉更为迫切似的，就在第二天，一家报纸登了这样一段话：

“明察此人!独立党这位候选人至今默不吭声。因为他不敢说话。对他的每条控告都有证据，并且那种足以说明问题的沉默一再承认了他的罪状，现在他永远翻不了案了。独立党的党员们，看看你们这位候选人吧!看看这位声名狼藉的伪证犯!这位蒙大那的小偷!这位拐尸犯!好好看一看你们这个具体化的酒疯子!你们这位肮脏的贿赂犯!你们这位令人恶心的讹诈犯!你们盯住他好好看一看，好好想一想——这个家伙犯下了这么可怕的罪行，得了这么一连串倒霉的称号，而且一条也不敢予以否认，看你们是否还愿意把自己公正的选票投给他!”

我无法摆脱这种困境，只得深怀耻辱，准备着手“答复”那一大堆毫无根据的指控和卑鄙下流的谎言。但是我始终没有完成这个任务，因为就在第二天，有一家报纸登出一个新的恐怖案件，再次对我进行恶意中伤，说因一家疯人院妨碍我家的人看风景，我就将这座疯人院烧掉，把院里的病人统统烧死了，这使我万分惊慌。接着又是一个控告，说我为了吞占我叔父的财产而将他毒死，并且要求立即挖开坟墓验尸。这使我几乎陷入了精神错乱的境地。在这些控告之上，还有人竟控告我在负责育婴堂事务时雇用老掉了牙的、昏庸的亲戚给育婴堂做饭。我拿不定主意了——真的拿不定主意了。最后，党派斗争的积怨对我的无耻迫害达到了自然而然的高潮：有人教唆9个刚刚在学走路的包括各种不同肤色、穿着各种各样的破烂衣服的小孩，冲到一次民众大会的讲台上来，紧紧抱住我的双腿，叫我做爸爸!

我放弃了竞选。我降下旗帜投降。我不够竞选纽约州州长运动所要求的条件，所以，我呈递上退出候选人的声明，并怀着痛苦的心情签上我的名字：

“你忠实的朋友，过去是正派人，现在却成了伪证犯、小偷、拐尸犯、酒疯子、贿赂犯和讹诈犯的马克·吐温。”

(1870年)

①坐木杠;这是当时美国的一种私刑。把认为犯有罪行的人绑住，身上涂上柏油，粘上羽毛，让他跨坐在一根木棍上，抬着他游街示众。——译注

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⑵ 英语短篇小说300字中文读后感

麦琪的礼物读后感 欧亨利的微型小说《麦琪的礼物》中所讲述的，是一个圣诞节里发生在社会下层的小家庭中荒唐却感人的故事。男主人公吉姆是一位薪金仅够维持生活的小职员，女主人公德拉是一位贤惠善良的主妇。他们的生活贫穷，但吉姆和德拉各自拥有一样极珍贵的宝物——吉姆祖传的一块金表就算“地下室堆满金银财宝、所罗门王又是守门人的话，每当吉姆路过那儿，准会摸出金表，好让那所罗门王忌妒得吹胡子瞪眼睛”；德拉一头美丽的瀑布般的秀发则可以“使那巴示女王的珍珠宝贝黔然失色”。为了能在圣诞节送给对方一件礼物，吉姆卖掉了他的金表为德拉买了一套“纯玳瑁做的，边上镶着珠宝”的梳子；德拉卖掉了自己的长发为吉姆买了一条白金表链。头次知道这个文章的时候是在收音机里听到的。那时候年纪很小收听的时候没有什么感觉，只是有个困惑让我百思不得其解，为什么小说里面的主人公表带和梳子都买不起？直到后来看到原著才明白那是镶满宝石的梳子和白金的表带。当时电台选用这个小说播放也是为了当时的政治需要，好让我们感受到社会主义的温暖资本阶级社会的丑恶，当然了这些都是长大以后才慢慢明白的。 自从接触到这个原作之后，这个小说就一直伴随着我。时不时的拿出来温习下里面的情节，故事虽小但是处处闪烁着人性的光辉，温暖亲情、至爱、忠贞。在艰难困苦环境下一对相爱相依的夫妻，用自己最珍惜的东西去换取对方所心爱的礼物。故事虽说是有些悲剧性的色彩但是烘托出来的却是比万金更要贵重的人与人之间的关爱。在文章当中作者并没有进行什么说教评论式的叙述，而是对周围环境的细致刻画及其家庭状况的详细描述，使之人物呼之欲出，仿佛这样的事情就发生在我们身边的城市。 古语云：患难时刻见真情。纵观我们当今的环境名利当头，人与人之间的冷漠，事不关己高高挂起，完全以利益为重。道德、亲情、爱情被金钱冲散的支离破碎。为了利益与金钱夫妻分道扬镳，兄弟反目，朋友相互猜疑，仿佛只有功利才是第一位的。而目前评判一个人的价值成功与否，都是以他拥有多少的财富与地位的高低挂钩。无论这个人的心地多么的善良已经无关轻重，以貌取人成为了我们衡量一个人的标准。中国自古以来的谦卑、道德准则至于脑后。人们有时看到公共场合的不端作为竟已然无动于衷，处处充满了麻木。反而对出现的一些拥有奉献精神的行为嗤之以鼻，达到了劣币逐良的程度。正如柏杨及其鲁迅先生所说这个社会就是一个大染缸，任何一种异质的文化到了这个大染缸里就失去了原来的本性。 而然这篇文章却能时时唤起人们内心的本善，使之能够让人还能够体会到世间真情的祥和与温暖，主导的人性并不是尔虞我诈，见利忘意。正如诺贝尔奖获得者特雷莎修女所说：“我们常常无法做伟大的事，但我们可以用伟大的爱去做些小事。” "让我来爱,直到受伤."我们每个人应该发扬自己奉献的爱心，去关爱世人让这个世间变的更加美好。

⑶ 英语短篇小说选读课文翻译

Burnt Norton 烧毁的诺顿
I
Time present and time past 现在和过去的时光
Are both perhaps present in time future, 也许都存在于未来之中，
And time future contained in time past.且未来的时光包含于过往。
If all time is eternally present假如所有时间都永恒存在
All time is unredeemable.所有时间都无法履行。
What might have been is an abstraction本该如此的是一种抽象
Remaining a perpetual possibility维持着永久的可能性，
Only in a world of speculation.仅仅在思索的世界里。
What might have been and what has been 本该如此的和已经如此的
Point to one end, which is always present.指向同一端点，那始终是现在。
Footfalls echo in the memory 脚步声回响在记忆里
Down the passage which we did not take沿着那条我们没有选择的走廊
Towards the door we never opened向着那扇我们从没有开启的门
Into the rose-garden. My words echo进入这玫瑰花园。我的话语
Thus, in your mind.就这样，回响于你心中。
But to what purpose但是为了何种目的
Disturbing the st on a bowl of rose-leaves扰乱了一钵玫瑰叶上的尘埃？
I do not know. 我不知道。
Other echoes其他的回音
Inhabit the garden. Shall we follow?栖息于这花园。我们应该跟上吗？
Quick, said the bird, find them, find them,快点，鸟儿说，找到他们，找到他们，
Round the corner. Through the first gate,转过墙角。穿过那第一道门，
Into our first world, shall we follow 进入我们第一个世界，我们是否应该
The deception of the thrush? Into our first world.听从那鸫鸟的欺骗？进入我们第一个世界。
There they were, dignified, invisible, 他们在那里，高贵威严，无影无形，
Moving without pressure, over the dead leaves, 轻飘飘的移动，于枯死的叶子之上，
In the autumn heat, through the vibrant air,在秋日的闷热里，穿过蒸腾的空气，
And the bird called, in response to 并且鸟儿鸣叫着，回应
The unheard music hidden in the shrubbery,那藏在灌木丛中无声的音乐，
And the unseen eyebeam crossed, for the roses无形的眼神扫过，为着玫瑰们
Had the look of flowers that are looked at.曾有过现在眼前的花容。
There they were as our guests, accepted and accepting.他们在那里，作为客人，被我们接待也接待我们。
So we moved, and they, in a formal pattern, 所以我们走动着，他们也是，以拘谨的队列，
Along the empty alley, into the box circle, 沿着空寂的小巷，进入天井（what does box circle mean?)，
To look down into the drained pool.俯视枯竭了的池塘。
Dry the pool, dry concrete, brown edged, 干涸的池塘，硬结的水泥，烘焦了的池沿，
And the pool was filled with water out of sunlight,池塘里却被从阳光流出的水充满，
And the lotos rose, quietly, quietly,莲花升起来，静静的，静静的，
The surface glittered out of heart of light,池面从光明的心灵中闪烁着，
And they were behind us, reflected in the pool.他们在我们身后，倒映在池中。
Then a cloud passed, and the pool was empty.然后一朵云彩飘过，池子空空如也。
Go, said the bird, for the leaves were full of children,去吧，鸟儿说，因树叶丛中满是孩子们，
Hidden excitedly, containing laughter.兴奋地隐藏着，有着克制的笑声。
Go, go, go, said the bird: human kind去吧，去，去，鸟儿说：人类
Cannot bear very much reality.无法忍受太多的真实。
Time past and time future过去和未来的时光
What might have been and what has been本该如此的和已经如此的
Point to one end, which is always present.指向同一端点，那始终是现在。

⑷ 求推荐一本适合高中生的英语文章，或小说，要求要有中文翻译的。

求推荐一本适合高中生的英语文章，或小说，要求要有中文翻译的。

简爱 不错 我高中看得就是这个

推荐适合高中生的带翻译的英语短文书

建议读 书虫 系列的书，词汇量小，但是又可以增加一定的词汇量，提起自身阅读兴趣。
书本以故事为主，我以前特怕阅读，到大二时一个学期看了40多本，于是单词量和阅读都变得强了许多。

推荐适合高中生，并且有全文翻译的英语报纸

新概念英语2（可以考虑背诵其知薯中的文章）
21世纪英语报（21century teens）
疯狂英语阅读版
美国版读者杂志（Reader）
空中英语教室
China Daily
关于英语差的问题，其实和坚持有关。每天都要搭型者和英语有接触，如果是应试的目的，就不能怕做英语题，尤其是完型和阅读。高中刚毕业，我对此深有感触啊……有的时候，适当逼一逼自己，会有一定的效果的。
做题的话，推荐一下《五年三年》，别看书厚，效果很好。每天坚持一点点，三年，肯定英语水平提高。注意讲解一定要细看。
另外，可以下一点英语的文章来听。不一定要完全听懂的，主要是练耳朵，找语感，而且，比较正宗的口音会影响你的发音，从而口语也可以提高

求推荐一本适合高中生读的英文版短篇小说

书虫系列的如《雾都孤儿》、《双城记》什么的都挺不错的。

求推荐一本适合高中生的英语听力书！难度稍微高一点！

五年高考 三年模拟
作者：曲一线主编
出 版 社： 首都师范大学出版社
出版时间： 2008-6-1
开本： 大16开
I S B N ： 9787810648233
定价：￥49.00
我做过物理的，好多高考题。

求，五人的英语童话剧本要10分钟左右，有哪些，求推荐，要有中文翻译的

如下第一场：Little Red Riding Hood家
Mum： (妈妈拿着一个篮子，把桌紫的水果放在篮子里）
Little Red Riding Hood:(唱着歌，欢快地跑进来）Hi,mummy, what are you doing?
Mum： （一边把水果放在篮子里，心事重重地说）Grandma is ill. Here are some apples and bananas for Grandma. Take them to Grandma.
Little Red Riding Hood：（边提起篮子，边点头说）Ok!
Mum： （亲切地看着Little Red Riding Hood说） Be good. Be careful.
Little Red Riding Hood： Yes ,mummy．Goodbye, mummy.
Mum： Bye-bye. Darling.
第二场：在路上
(一阵轻快的音乐远而近，Little Red Riding Hood挎著篮子蹦跳租睁跳地跳到花草旁)
Little Red Riding Hood： Wow！Flowers, how beautiful! （放下篮子采花）One flower ,o flowers, three flowers.
Wolf：（随着一阵低沉的音乐，Wolf大步地走上台）I am wolf. I am hungry. (做找东西状,东张西望) Here is a little red riding hood. Hi! Little Red Riding Hood. Where are you going? (做狡猾的样子和Little Red Riding Hood打招呼)
Little Red Riding Hood：(手摸辫子，天真地回答)To Grandma’s．Grandma is ill.
Wolf：（自言自语）I' ll eat Grandma. But……（对Little Red Riding Hood说）Hey, look! 6 little baby cks.
Little Red Riding Hood：(和6只鸭子随着音乐翩翩起舞)
Wolf：（悄悄地藏到大树后）
Little Red Riding Hood：（停止跳舞）Hello! Baby cks，how are you?
Six Ducks：We’ re fine．Thank you． Where are you going?
Little Red Riding Hood：To Grandma’s．Oh, I must go, bye.
Six Ducks：Goodbye．
第三场：Grandma家
Grandma： （喘着气出场，颤颤悠悠地走到床前，吃力地坐到床边，喘了几口，打几个哈欠，慢吞吞地躺倒在床上。）
Wolf：（从树后出来，边走边说）I am very hungry now. (做找寻的样子)Where is Grandma’ s house? (高兴地对观众说)Aha , it’s here.(敲门)Bang, Bang, Bang．
Grandma： Who is it？
Wolf：（装出Little Red Riding Hood的声音，一边得意地摇动尾巴，一边说）It’s me. Little Red Riding H ood.
Grandma： (边说边起床) Come in, e in.
Wolf：(得意洋洋地走到床边) Grandma , I’ll eat you.
Grandma： （惊慌失措地抓紧衣服，瞪着眼睛，边叫迫从床上滚到地上）
灰狼把外婆吞到了肚子里。
Wolf：（得意地拍拍肚子，翘起大拇指）Yummy！I’ll sleep.
Little Red Riding Hood：(高兴地敲门)Grandma．Grandma．
Wolf：(装扮成Grandma的声音) Who is it？
Little Red Riding Hood：It’s me。Little Red Riding Hood. What a strange noise!
Wolf：Come in， Come in.
Little Red Riding Hood：(蹦跳着进来，把篮子放在桌紫，走到床前一看，跳回几步)Oh! What are big ears!
Wolf：I can listen to your sweet voice.
Little R

求推荐能免费看日本轻小说的手机app，要有中文翻译的

动漫之家

狮子座女生适合的英文名，要有中文翻译 求推荐，谢谢

Chris 充满自信
Alex 保护者
Claire 聪明的
Ketherine 神圣
Amber 宝石
很多呢，这几个是比较好用的，推荐。名字不建议起的太拗口，会不好用。

谁有地道的英语文章（带有中文翻译的）

建议去书店英语专柜找书虫系列的英语读物！貌似都是名著 可是是中英对译的 ！蛮有帮助！

与建筑有关的英语文章,不要有中文翻译的在哪找啊?

你是学生么，可以上你学校的电子资源看看，能不能连上IEEE，上面什么文章都有

⑸ 求英语小短文，要有中文翻译，带英文和中文题意解析，有中心思想。

求英语小短文，要有中文翻译，带英文和中文题意解析，有中心思想。

1.Spring，weet spring is the season's new king.Plants begin flowering.Girls dance in a ring.Cold does not sting and pretty birds sing.It's a wonderful season.It's getting warm and warm.Flowers begin to open.Birds begin to sing.It's often rainy,people like flying kites.
春天，甜蜜的春天是季节的新国王。植物开始开花了。女孩们跳起了舞。寒风不再刺骨。它是一个美丽的季节。花朵开始绽放，树木开始变绿，小鸟开始歌唱。春天经常有风。人们喜欢放风筝。
2.As food is to the body, so is learning to the mind. Our bodies grow and muscles develop with the intake of adequate nutritious food. Likewise, we should keep learning day by day to maintain our keen mental power and expand our intellectual capacity. Constant learning supplies us with inexhaustible fuel for driving us to sharpen our power of reasoning, *** ysis, and judgment. Learning incessantly is the surest way to keep pace with the times in the information age, and an infallible warrant of suess in times of uncertainty.
学习之于心灵，就像食物之于身体一样。摄取了适量的营养食物，我们的身体得以生长而肌肉得以发达。同样地，我们应该日复一日不断地学习以保持我们敏锐的心智能力，并扩充我们的智力容量。不断的学习提供我们用不尽的燃料，来驱使我们磨利我们的推理、分析和判断的能力。持续的学习是在信息时代中跟时代并驾齐驱的最稳当的方法，也是在变动的世代中成功的可靠保证。
3.Work and play do not contradict each other; in fact, they plement each other. As the saying goes, "All work and no play makes Jack a ll boy." A life burdened with work leads you nowhere, for you would get tired and bored with your daily routine work. On the other hand, proper recreation will relieve the tension and disfort of our monotonous life because it offers you various ways to let out your pent-up emotions.
工作与娱乐并不互相冲突，事实上，它们之间的关系还相辅相成。有句格言说：「整日工作而没有休闲娱乐，会令人变得沉闷乏味。」被工作重担压得喘不过气来的生活，将使你一事无成，因为你将对一成不变的例行公事感到厌烦。由另一方面来说，适度的娱乐活动能提供各种管道，来渲泄你被压抑的情绪，减轻单调生活中的紧张与不悦。
4.Table-tennis is an ideal game us because it brings the whole body into action. It strengthens our muscles, expands our lungs, promotes the circulation of the blood, and causes a healthy action of the skin. Besides, it is very amusing and does not cost us much money. Table-tennis is very moderate; it is not so rough as football. It is an indoor game and can be played even on rainy days. Thus, it is my favorite kind of exercise.
桌球对我们而言，是一项理想的运动，因为它可以使我们全身运动，它可以增强我们的肌肉，扩张我们的肺部，促进血液循环，并且使肌肤产生健康作用，此外，它很有趣而且所费不多。桌球是相当温和适中的，它不像足球那么粗野。它是一种室内运动，甚至在下雨天也能玩。因此，桌球是我最喜爱的一种运动。
5.Previewing is very important in our studies. in this way the knowledge we learn will be more solid, and it will be easier in class. so to preview and review our lessons is really a very good way to study, and very important to us middle school students。
预习对于我们学生的学习是非常重要的。它可以是我们的知识更加牢固。学的更加轻松。课前预习课后复习是非常好的学习方法。有助于学习成绩的提高。对于初三的我们来说，预习和复习更是十分重要的
求采纳，谢谢！

英语课代表竞选稿（英文，要有中文翻译）要简短

今天，很荣幸走上讲台，和那么多乐意为班级作贡献的同学一道，竞选班干部职务。我想，我将用旺盛的精力、清醒的头脑来做好班干部工作，来发挥我的长处帮助同学和x班集体共同努力进步
我从小学到现在班干部一年没拉下，但我一身干净，没有“官相官态”，“官腔官气”；少的是畏首畏尾的私虑，多的是敢做敢为的闯劲。
我想我该当个实干家，不需要那些美丽的词汇来修饰。工作锻炼了我，生活造就了我。戴尔卡耐基说过“不要怕推销自己，只要你认为自己有才华，你就应该认为自己有资格提任这个或那个职务”。
我相信，凭着我新锐不俗的“官念”，凭着我的勇气和才干，凭着我与大家同舟共济的深厚友情，这次竞选演讲给我带来的必定是下次的就职演说。我会在任何时候，任何情况下，都首先是“想同学们之所想，急同学们之所急。” 我决不信奉“无过就是功”的信条，恰恰相反，我认为一个班干部“无功就是过”。因为本人平时与大家相处融洽，人际关系较好，这样在客观上就减少了工作的阻力。我将与风华正茂的同学们在一起，指点江山，发出我们青春的呼喊。当师生之间发生矛盾时，我一定明辨是非，敢于坚持原则。特别是当教师的说法或做法不尽正确时，我将敢于积极为同学们谋求正当的权益如果同学们对我不信任，随时可以提出“不信任案”，对我进行弹劾。你们放心，弹劾我不会像弹劾克林顿那样麻烦，我更不会死赖不走。
既然是花，我就要开放；既然是树，我就要长成栋梁；既然是石头，我就要去铺出大路；既然是班干部，我就要成为一名出色的领航员！
流星的光辉来自天体的摩擦，珍珠的璀璨来自贝壳的眼泪，而一个班级的优秀来自班干部的领导和全体同学的共同努力。
我自信在同学们的帮助下，我能胜任这项工作，正由于这种内驱力，当我走向这个讲台的时候，我感到信心百倍。
你们拿着选票的手还会犹豫吗？谢谢大家的信任

求英语小短文（200字）中文翻译都要有

扇贝 金山词霸里都有这种小故事

求英文 侦探 推理短篇小说 要有中文翻译

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不过没有翻译……
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非常不可思议，你们老师居然布置推理小说的……

英语简短冷笑话，要有中文翻译。急求

Q: Why number nine is scared of number seven?
为什么数字九会怕七?
A: Nine is scared of Seven because Seven, Eight, Nine
Seven (ate) Nine 英文谐音
因为七把九吃掉了 (数数 七, 八, 九)

有谁有中文翻译成英文的句子。中文和英文都要！

我说几句我喜欢的吧！ ：年年岁岁花相似，岁岁年年人不同！
One year spent similar, each year is different!
坚信自己也有成功的一天！
Believe that they have a suessful day!
人为梦想而伟大！
Man dreams and great!

急求7人的英语小话剧，要有中文翻译哦！

以making a better decision 英语中文最好也有中文翻译

look before you leap and shop around before you make the final decision, precaution is a must for you to make a better decision.在做最终决定前要三思而后行、货比三家。谨慎是做出更好决定的必要条件。

英语小短文四年级的 一个小短文最多3句 有中文翻译！

My name is xxx. My family has three people. They are my father, mother and I.

英语的贵族姓氏，要有中文翻译

诺曼王室Norman 安茹王室Anjou 兰开斯特王室Lancaster 约克王室York 都铎王室Tudor 斯图亚特王室Stuart 汉诺威王室Hannover 萨克森-科堡-哥达王室一开始姓Wettiner，1917年改姓Windsor 现在女王子孙的姓氏为Mountbatten-Windsor，这个复姓的前半部分即是爱丁堡公爵菲利普亲王的母姓，菲利普亲王的父系家族来自希腊王室Schleswig-Holstein-Sonderburg-Glück *** urg家族。
此外还有一些非王室显贵姓氏，如Spencer家族，马尔博罗公爵约翰丘吉尔后裔的两个分支分别为丘吉尔首相和戴安娜王妃的祖先。还有已故王太后Bowes-Lyon家族。
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⑹ 英语经典名篇赏析的内容提要

本书所收录的短篇小说代表了诸多流派的不同风格特点，读者可以领略到鲜明的时代特征和独特的艺术风格。欧·亨利的《麦琪的礼物》、《警察与赞美诗》带给读者的是“含泪的笑”；莎奇的《潘可坦德夫人打虎记》对上层社会的讽刺淋漓尽致、入木三分；“侦探小说的鼻祖”爱伦·坡的怪诞小说《黑猫》宣扬了神秘主义；西奥多·德莱塞的《失去的菲比》体现了自然主义；欧文的《瑞普·凡·温克尔》具有传奇色彩；霍桑的《牧师的黑面纱》具有神秘色彩；詹姆斯·乔伊斯的短篇小说《阿拉比》，体现了“意识流”创作风格；斯蒂芬·克莱恩的《新娘来到黄天镇》体现了“印象派”创作手法；杰克·伦敦的《白色寂静》体现了美国自然主义流派；幽默大师马克·吐温的《卡拉维拉县驰名的跳蛙》再现了美国现实主义生活；“硬汉子”海明威的创作风格深深地打上了“迷惘的一代”作家菲兹杰拉德的烙印；“言情大师”劳伦斯的《马贩子的女儿》和女权主义作家肖邦的《一小时的故事》也是不可或缺的佳作。
本书的读者对象包括英语专业学生以及广大英语爱好者，可以为他们搭建一个阅读、欣赏英语经典名篇的平台。

⑺ 英文短中篇小说，难易适中哈，3500-4000字，翻译老师作业，最好是比较著名的哈，谢谢了，！！不胜感激~

Alan Austen, as nervous as a kitten, went up certain dark and creaky stairs in the neighborhood of Pell Street, and peered about for a long time on the dim landing before he found the name he wanted written obscurely on one of the doors.

He pushed open this door, as he had been told to do, and found himself in a tiny room, which contained no furniture but a plain kitchen table, a rocking chair, and an ordinary chair. On one of the dirty, buff-coloured walls were a couple of shelves, containing in all perhaps a dozen bottles and jars.

An old man sat in the rocking chair, reading a newspaper. Alan, without a word, handed him the card he had been given. "Sit down, Mr. Austen," said the old man very politely. "I am glad to make your acquaintance."

"Is it true," asked Alan, "that you have a certain mixture that has... er... quite extraordinary effects?"

"My dear sir," replied the old man, "my stock in trade is not very large — I don't deal in laxatives and teething mixtures — but such as it is, it is varied. I think nothing I sell has effects which could be precisely described as ordinary."

"Well, the fact is..." began Alan.

"Here, for example," interrupted the old man, reaching for a bottle from the shelf. "Here is a liquid as colourless as water, almost tasteless, quite imperceptible in coffee, wine, or any other beverage. It is also quite imperceptible to any known method of autopsy."

"Do you mean it is a poison?" cried Alan, very much horrified.

"Call it a glove-cleaner if you like," said the old man indifferently. "Maybe it will clean gloves. I have never tried. One might call it a life-cleaner. Lives need cleaning sometimes."

"I want nothing of that sort," said Alan.

"Probably it is just as well," said the old man. "Do you know the price of this? For one teaspoonful, which is sufficient, I ask five thousand dollars. Never less. Not a penny less."

"I hope all your mixtures are not as expensive," said Alan apprehensively.

"Oh dear, no," said the old man. "It would be no good charging that sort of price for a love potion, for example. Young people who need a love potion very seldom have five thousand dollars. Otherwise they would not need a love potion."

"I am glad to hear that," said Alan.

"I look at it like this," said the old man. "Please a customer with one article, and he will come back when he needs another. Even if it is more costly. He will save up for it, if necessary."

"So," said Alan, "you really do sell love potions?

"If I did not sell love potions," said the old man, reaching for another bottle, "I should not have mentioned the other matter to you. It is only when one is in a position to oblige that one can afford to be so confidential."

"And these potions," said Alan. "They are not just... just... er...

"Oh, no," said the old man. "Their effects are permanent, and extend far beyond the mere casual impulse. But they include it. Oh, yes they include it. Bountifully, insistently. Everlastingly."

"Dear me!" said Alan, attempting a look of scientific detachment. "How very interesting!"

"But consider the spiritual side," said the old man.

"I do, indeed," said Alan.

"For indifference," said the old man, "they substitute devotion. For scorn, adoration. Give one tiny measure of this to the young lady — its flavour is imperceptible in orange juice, soup, or cocktails — and however gay and giddy she is, she will change altogether. She will want nothing but solitude and you."

"I can hardly believe it," said Alan. "She is so fond of parties."

"She will not like them any more," said the old man. "She will be afraid of the pretty girls you may meet."

"She will actually be jealous?" cried Alan in a rapture "Of me?"

"Yes, she will want to be everything to you."

"She is, already. Only she doesn't care about it."

"She will, when she has taken this. She will care intensely. You will be her sole interest in life."

"Wonderful!" cried Alan.

"She will want to know all you do," said the old man. "All that has happened to you ring the day. Every word of it. She will want to know what you are thinking about, why you smile suddenly, why you are looking sad."

"That is love!" cried Alan.

"Yes," said the old man. "How carefully she will look after you! She will never allow you to be tired, to sit in a draught, to neglect your food. If you are an hour late, she will be terrified. She will think you are killed, or that some siren has caught you."

"I can hardly imagine Diana like that!" cried Alan, overwhelmed with joy.

"You will not have to use your imagination," said the old man. "And, by the way, since there are always sirens, if by any chance you should, later on, slip a little, you need not worry. She will forgive you, in the end. She will be terribly hurt, of course, but she will forgive you — in the end."

"That will not happen," said Alan fervently

"Of course not," said the old man. "But, if it did, you need not worry. She would never divorce you. Oh, no! And, of course, she will never give you the least, the very least, grounds for — uneasiness."

"And how much," said Alan, "is this wonderful mixture?"

"It is not as dear," said the old man, "as the glove-cleaner, or life-cleaner, as I sometimes call it. No. That is five thousand dollars, never a penny less. One has to be older than you are, to inlge in that sort of thing. One has to save up for it."

"But the love potion?" said Alan.

"Oh, that," said the old man, opening the drawer in the kitchen table, and taking out a tiny, rather dirty-looking phial. "That is just a dollar."

"I can't tell you how grateful I am," said Alan, watching him fill it.

"I like to oblige," said the old man. "Then customers come back, later in life, when they are better off, and want more expensive things. Here you are. You will find it very effective."

"Thank you again," said Alan. "Good-bye."

"Au revoir," said the man.