英語短篇小說選讀鑒賞中文

⑴ 英語短篇小說：Running For Governor by Mark Twain

馬克吐溫的這部小說Running For Governor發表於1870年紐約州長選舉之後，最初發表在文學雜志《銀河》(Galaxy)上。小說嘲諷美國競選的虛偽性，馬克·吐溫想像自己被提名為獨立候選人參加紐約州長選舉，卻遭到若干匿名攻擊者一連串捏造的人身攻擊。該小說在中國長期被收入中學語文教材。

馬克·吐溫的短篇小說《競選州長》講述了主人公“我”因為代表獨立黨與另外兩名其他黨派的候選人一起競選紐約州州長，而被誣陷成一個擁有如“偽證犯”、“小偷”、“拐屍犯”、“酒瘋子”、“賄賂犯”和“賄賂陪審員的人”等各種惡名的罪人的過程。“我”作為一個正人君子，原本以為相對於惡名昭著的兩位對手來說，自身最大的優勢就是“好名聲”，可對手施展種種卑鄙伎倆，不斷製造各種荒誕謠言，誹謗誣告“我”，最終導致莫名其妙地背負一身罪名的“我”被迫退出競選。小說抓住被收買的資產階級報刊專事造謠誹謗這一典型特徵，用誇張手法挖苦了資產階級的“民主選舉”。

作者介紹：

馬克·吐溫(Mark Twain)，美國幽默大師、小說家、著名演說家、傑出的作家、和著名記者，真實姓名是薩繆爾·蘭亨·克萊門。“馬克·吐溫”是他的筆名，原是密西西比河水手使用的表示在航道上所測水的深度的術語。

馬克·吐溫12歲團鎮時，父親去世，他只好停學，到工廠當小工。後來他又換了不少職業，曾做過密西西比河的領航員、礦工及新聞記者工作。檔或散漸漸地著手寫一些有趣的小品，開始了自己的寫作生涯。

馬克·吐溫一生寫了大量作品，題材涉及小說、劇本、散文、詩歌等各方面。從內容上說，他的作品批判了不合理現象或人性的丑惡之處，表達了這位當過排字工人和水手的作家強烈的行氏正義感和對普通人民的關心;從風格上說，專家們和一般讀者都認為，幽默和諷刺是他的寫作特點。

馬克·吐溫是美國批判現實主義文學的奠基人，他的主要作品已大多有中文譯本。他經歷了美國從初期資本主義到帝國主義的發展過程，其思想和創作也表現為從輕快調笑到辛辣諷刺再到悲觀厭世的發展階段，前期以辛辣的諷刺見長，到了後期語言更為暴露激烈。被譽為“美國文學史上的林肯”。他於1910年4月21日去世，享年七十五歲，安葬於紐約州艾瑪拉。

小說原文：

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-

中文翻譯：

幾個月之前，我被提名為紐約州州長候選人，代表獨立黨與斯坦華脫·勒·伍福特先生和約翰·特·霍夫曼先生競選。我總覺得自己有超過這兩位先生的顯著的優點，那就是我的名聲好。從報上容易看出：如果說這兩位先生也曾知道愛護名聲的好處，那是以往的事。近幾年來，他們顯然已將各種無恥罪行視為家常便飯。當時，我雖然對自己的長處暗自慶幸，但是一想到我自己的名字得和這些人的名字混在一起到處傳播，總有一股不安的混濁潛流在我愉快心情的深處“翻攪”。我心裡越來越不安，最後我給祖母寫了封信，把這件事告訴她。她很快給我回了信，而且信寫得很嚴峻，她說：“你生平沒有做過一件對不起人的事——一件也沒有做過。你看看報紙吧——一看就會明白伍福特和霍夫曼先生是一種什麼樣子的人，然後再看你願不願意把自己降低到他們那樣的水平，跟他們一起競選。”

這也正是我的想法!那晚我一夜沒合眼。但我畢竟不能打退堂鼓。我已經完全卷進去了，只好戰斗下去。

當我一邊吃早飯，一邊無精打采地翻閱報紙時，看到這樣一段消息，說實在話，我以前還從來沒有這樣驚慌失措過：

“偽證罪——那就是1863年，在交趾支那的瓦卡瓦克，有34名證人證明馬克·吐溫先生犯有偽證罪，企圖侵佔一小塊香蕉種植地，那是當地一位窮寡婦和她那群孤兒靠著活命的唯一資源。現在馬克·吐溫先生既然在眾人面前出來競選州長，那麼他或許可以屈尊解釋一下如下事情的經過。吐溫先生不管是對自己或是對要求投票選舉他的偉大人民，都有責任澄清此事的真相。他願意這樣做嗎?”

我當時驚愕不已!竟有這樣一種殘酷無情的指控。我從來就沒有到過交趾支那!我從來沒聽說過什麼瓦卡瓦克!我也不知道什麼香蕉種植地，正如我不知道什麼是袋鼠一樣!我不知道要怎麼辦才好，我簡直要發瘋了，卻又毫無辦法。那一天我什麼事情也沒做，就讓日子白白溜過去了。第二天早晨，這家報紙再沒說別的什麼，只有這么一句話：

“意味深長——大家都會注意到：吐溫先生對交趾支那偽證案一事一直發人深省地保持緘默。”

〔備忘——在這場競選運動中，這家報紙以後但凡提到我時，必稱“臭名昭著的偽證犯吐溫”。〕

接著是《新聞報》，登了這樣一段話：

“需要查清——是否請新州長候選人向急於等著要投他票的同胞們解釋一下以下一件小事?那就是吐溫先生在蒙大那州野營時，與他住在同一帳篷的夥伴經常丟失小東西，後來這些東西一件不少地都從吐溫先生身上或“箱子”(即他卷藏雜物的報紙)里發現了。大家為他著想，不得不對他進行友好的告誡，在他身上塗滿柏油，粘上羽毛，叫他坐木杠①，把他攆出去，並勸告他讓出鋪位，從此別再回來。他願意解釋這件事嗎?”

難道還有比這種控告用心更加險惡的嗎?我這輩子根本就沒有到過蒙大那州呀。

〔此後，這家報紙照例叫我做“蒙大那的小偷吐溫”。〕

於是，我開始變得一拿起報紙就有些提心吊膽起來，正如同你想睡覺時拿起一床毯子，可總是不放心，生怕那裡面有條蛇似的。有一天，我看到這么一段消息：

“謊言已被揭穿!——根據五方位區的密凱爾·奧弗拉納根先生、華脫街的吉特·彭斯先生和約翰·艾倫先生三位的宣誓證書，現已證實：馬克·吐溫先生曾惡毒聲稱我們尊貴的領袖約翰·特·霍夫曼的祖父曾因攔路搶劫而被處絞刑一說，純屬粗暴無理之謊言，毫無事實根據。他毀謗亡人，以讕言玷污其美名，用這種下流手段來達到政治上的成功，使有道德之人甚為沮喪。當我們想到這一卑劣謊言必然會使死者無辜的親友蒙受極大悲痛時，幾乎要被迫煽動起被傷害和被侮辱的公眾，立即對誹謗者施以非法的報復。但是我們不這樣!還是讓他去因受良心譴責而感到痛苦吧。(不過，如果公眾義憤填膺，盲目胡來，對誹謗者進行人身傷害，很明顯，陪審員不可能對此事件的兇手們定罪，法庭也不可能對他們加以懲罰。)”

最後這句巧妙的話很起作用，當天晚上當“被傷害和被侮辱的公眾”從前進來時，嚇得我趕緊從床上爬起來，從後門溜走。他們義憤填膺，來時搗毀傢具和門窗，走時把能拿動的財物統統帶走。然而，我可以手按《聖經》起誓：我從沒誹謗過霍夫曼州長的祖父。而且直到那天為止，我從沒聽人說起過他，我自己也沒提到過他。

〔順便說一句，刊登上述新聞的那家報紙此後總是稱我為“拐屍犯吐溫”。〕

引起我注意的下一篇報上的文章是下面這段：

“好個候選人——馬克·吐溫先生原定於昨晚獨立黨民眾大會上作一次損傷對方的演說，卻未履行其義務。他的醫生打電報來稱他被幾匹狂奔的拉車的馬撞倒，腿部兩處負傷——卧床不起，痛苦難言等等，以及許多諸如此類的廢話。獨立黨的黨員們只好竭力聽信這一拙劣的托詞，假裝不知道他們提名為候選人的這個放盪不羈的傢伙未曾出席大會的真正原因。

有人見到，昨晚有一個人喝得酩酊大醉，搖搖晃晃地走進吐溫先生下榻的旅館。獨立黨人責無旁貸須證明那個醉鬼並非馬克·吐溫本人。這一下我們終於把他們抓住了。此事不容避而不答。人民以雷鳴般的呼聲詢問：‘那人是誰?’”

我的名字真的與這個丟臉的嫌疑聯在一起，這是不可思議的，絕對地不可思議。我已經有整整三年沒有喝過啤酒、葡萄酒或任何一種酒了。

〔這家報紙在下一期上大膽地稱我為“酒瘋子吐溫先生”，而且我知道，它會一直這樣稱呼下去，但我當時看了竟毫無痛苦，足見這種局勢對我有多大的影響。〕

那時我所收到的郵件中，匿名信佔了重要的部分。那些信一般是這樣寫的：

“被你從你寓所門口一腳踢開的那個要飯的老婆婆，現在怎麼樣了?”

好管閑事者

也有這樣寫的：

“你乾的一些事，除我之外沒人知道，你最好拿出幾塊錢來孝敬鄙人，不然，報上有你好看的。”

惹不起

大致就是這類內容。如果還想聽，我可以繼續引用下去，直到使讀者惡心。

不久，共和黨的主要報紙“宣判”我犯了大規模的賄賂罪，而民主黨最主要的報紙則把一樁大肆渲染敲詐案件硬“栽”在我頭上。

〔這樣，我又得到了兩個頭銜：“骯臟的賄賂犯吐溫”和“令人惡心的訛詐犯吐溫”。〕

這時候輿論嘩然，紛紛要我“答復”所有對我提出的那些可怕的指控。這就使得我們黨的報刊主編和領袖們都說，我如果再沉默不語，我的政治生命就要給毀了。好像要使他們的控訴更為迫切似的，就在第二天，一家報紙登了這樣一段話：

“明察此人!獨立黨這位候選人至今默不吭聲。因為他不敢說話。對他的每條控告都有證據，並且那種足以說明問題的沉默一再承認了他的罪狀，現在他永遠翻不了案了。獨立黨的黨員們，看看你們這位候選人吧!看看這位聲名狼藉的偽證犯!這位蒙大那的小偷!這位拐屍犯!好好看一看你們這個具體化的酒瘋子!你們這位骯臟的賄賂犯!你們這位令人惡心的訛詐犯!你們盯住他好好看一看，好好想一想——這個傢伙犯下了這么可怕的罪行，得了這么一連串倒霉的稱號，而且一條也不敢予以否認，看你們是否還願意把自己公正的選票投給他!”

我無法擺脫這種困境，只得深懷恥辱，准備著手“答復”那一大堆毫無根據的指控和卑鄙下流的謊言。但是我始終沒有完成這個任務，因為就在第二天，有一家報紙登出一個新的恐怖案件，再次對我進行惡意中傷，說因一家瘋人院妨礙我家的人看風景，我就將這座瘋人院燒掉，把院里的病人統統燒死了，這使我萬分驚慌。接著又是一個控告，說我為了吞占我叔父的財產而將他毒死，並且要求立即挖開墳墓驗屍。這使我幾乎陷入了精神錯亂的境地。在這些控告之上，還有人竟控告我在負責育嬰堂事務時僱用老掉了牙的、昏庸的親戚給育嬰堂做飯。我拿不定主意了——真的拿不定主意了。最後，黨派斗爭的積怨對我的無恥迫害達到了自然而然的高潮：有人教唆9個剛剛在學走路的包括各種不同膚色、穿著各種各樣的破爛衣服的小孩，沖到一次民眾大會的講台上來，緊緊抱住我的雙腿，叫我做爸爸!

我放棄了競選。我降下旗幟投降。我不夠競選紐約州州長運動所要求的條件，所以，我呈遞上退出候選人的聲明，並懷著痛苦的心情簽上我的名字：

“你忠實的朋友，過去是正派人，現在卻成了偽證犯、小偷、拐屍犯、酒瘋子、賄賂犯和訛詐犯的馬克·吐溫。”

(1870年)

①坐木杠;這是當時美國的一種私刑。把認為犯有罪行的人綁住，身上塗上柏油，粘上羽毛，讓他跨坐在一根木棍上，抬著他遊街示眾。——譯注

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⑵ 英語短篇小說300字中文讀後感

麥琪的禮物讀後感 歐亨利的微型小說《麥琪的禮物》中所講述的，是一個聖誕節里發生在社會下層的小家庭中荒唐卻感人的故事。男主人公吉姆是一位薪金僅夠維持生活的小職員，女主人公德拉是一位賢惠善良的主婦。他們的生活貧窮，但吉姆和德拉各自擁有一樣極珍貴的寶物——吉姆祖傳的一塊金錶就算「地下室堆滿金銀財寶、所羅門王又是守門人的話，每當吉姆路過那兒，准會摸出金錶，好讓那所羅門王忌妒得吹鬍子瞪眼睛」；德拉一頭美麗的瀑布般的秀發則可以「使那巴示女王的珍珠寶貝黔然失色」。為了能在聖誕節送給對方一件禮物，吉姆賣掉了他的金錶為德拉買了一套「純玳瑁做的，邊上鑲著珠寶」的梳子；德拉賣掉了自己的長發為吉姆買了一條白金錶鏈。頭次知道這個文章的時候是在收音機里聽到的。那時候年紀很小收聽的時候沒有什麼感覺，只是有個困惑讓我百思不得其解，為什麼小說裡面的主人公表帶和梳子都買不起？直到後來看到原著才明白那是鑲滿寶石的梳子和白金的表帶。當時電台選用這個小說播放也是為了當時的政治需要，好讓我們感受到社會主義的溫暖資本階級社會的丑惡，當然了這些都是長大以後才慢慢明白的。 自從接觸到這個原作之後，這個小說就一直伴隨著我。時不時的拿出來溫習下裡面的情節，故事雖小但是處處閃爍著人性的光輝，溫暖親情、至愛、忠貞。在艱難困苦環境下一對相愛相依的夫妻，用自己最珍惜的東西去換取對方所心愛的禮物。故事雖說是有些悲劇性的色彩但是烘托出來的卻是比萬金更要貴重的人與人之間的關愛。在文章當中作者並沒有進行什麼說教評論式的敘述，而是對周圍環境的細致刻畫及其家庭狀況的詳細描述，使之人物呼之欲出，彷彿這樣的事情就發生在我們身邊的城市。 古語雲：患難時刻見真情。縱觀我們當今的環境名利當頭，人與人之間的冷漠，事不關己高高掛起，完全以利益為重。道德、親情、愛情被金錢沖散的支離破碎。為了利益與金錢夫妻分道揚鑣，兄弟反目，朋友相互猜疑，彷彿只有功利才是第一位的。而目前評判一個人的價值成功與否，都是以他擁有多少的財富與地位的高低掛鉤。無論這個人的心地多麼的善良已經無關輕重，以貌取人成為了我們衡量一個人的標准。中國自古以來的謙卑、道德准則至於腦後。人們有時看到公共場合的不端作為竟已然無動於衷，處處充滿了麻木。反而對出現的一些擁有奉獻精神的行為嗤之以鼻，達到了劣幣逐良的程度。正如柏楊及其魯迅先生所說這個社會就是一個大染缸，任何一種異質的文化到了這個大染缸里就失去了原來的本性。 而然這篇文章卻能時時喚起人們內心的本善，使之能夠讓人還能夠體會到世間真情的祥和與溫暖，主導的人性並不是爾虞我詐，見利忘意。正如諾貝爾獎獲得者特雷莎修女所說：「我們常常無法做偉大的事，但我們可以用偉大的愛去做些小事。」 "讓我來愛,直到受傷."我們每個人應該發揚自己奉獻的愛心，去關愛世人讓這個世間變的更加美好。

⑶ 英語短篇小說選讀課文翻譯

Burnt Norton 燒毀的諾頓
I
Time present and time past 現在和過去的時光
Are both perhaps present in time future, 也許都存在於未來之中，
And time future contained in time past.且未來的時光包含於過往。
If all time is eternally present假如所有時間都永恆存在
All time is unredeemable.所有時間都無法履行。
What might have been is an abstraction本該如此的是一種抽象
Remaining a perpetual possibility維持著永久的可能性，
Only in a world of speculation.僅僅在思索的世界裡。
What might have been and what has been 本該如此的和已經如此的
Point to one end, which is always present.指向同一端點，那始終是現在。
Footfalls echo in the memory 腳步聲回響在記憶里
Down the passage which we did not take沿著那條我們沒有選擇的走廊
Towards the door we never opened向著那扇我們從沒有開啟的門
Into the rose-garden. My words echo進入這玫瑰花園。我的話語
Thus, in your mind.就這樣，回響於你心中。
But to what purpose但是為了何種目的
Disturbing the st on a bowl of rose-leaves擾亂了一缽玫瑰葉上的塵埃？
I do not know. 我不知道。
Other echoes其他的迴音
Inhabit the garden. Shall we follow?棲息於這花園。我們應該跟上嗎？
Quick, said the bird, find them, find them,快點，鳥兒說，找到他們，找到他們，
Round the corner. Through the first gate,轉過牆角。穿過那第一道門，
Into our first world, shall we follow 進入我們第一個世界，我們是否應該
The deception of the thrush? Into our first world.聽從那鶇鳥的欺騙？進入我們第一個世界。
There they were, dignified, invisible, 他們在那裡，高貴威嚴，無影無形，
Moving without pressure, over the dead leaves, 輕飄飄的移動，於枯死的葉子之上，
In the autumn heat, through the vibrant air,在秋日的悶熱里，穿過蒸騰的空氣，
And the bird called, in response to 並且鳥兒鳴叫著，回應
The unheard music hidden in the shrubbery,那藏在灌木叢中無聲的音樂，
And the unseen eyebeam crossed, for the roses無形的眼神掃過，為著玫瑰們
Had the look of flowers that are looked at.曾有過現在眼前的花容。
There they were as our guests, accepted and accepting.他們在那裡，作為客人，被我們接待也接待我們。
So we moved, and they, in a formal pattern, 所以我們走動著，他們也是，以拘謹的隊列，
Along the empty alley, into the box circle, 沿著空寂的小巷，進入天井（what does box circle mean?)，
To look down into the drained pool.俯視枯竭了的池塘。
Dry the pool, dry concrete, brown edged, 乾涸的池塘，硬結的水泥，烘焦了的池沿，
And the pool was filled with water out of sunlight,池塘里卻被從陽光流出的水充滿，
And the lotos rose, quietly, quietly,蓮花升起來，靜靜的，靜靜的，
The surface glittered out of heart of light,池面從光明的心靈中閃爍著，
And they were behind us, reflected in the pool.他們在我們身後，倒映在池中。
Then a cloud passed, and the pool was empty.然後一朵雲彩飄過，池子空空如也。
Go, said the bird, for the leaves were full of children,去吧，鳥兒說，因樹葉叢中滿是孩子們，
Hidden excitedly, containing laughter.興奮地隱藏著，有著克制的笑聲。
Go, go, go, said the bird: human kind去吧，去，去，鳥兒說：人類
Cannot bear very much reality.無法忍受太多的真實。
Time past and time future過去和未來的時光
What might have been and what has been本該如此的和已經如此的
Point to one end, which is always present.指向同一端點，那始終是現在。

⑷ 求推薦一本適合高中生的英語文章，或小說，要求要有中文翻譯的。

求推薦一本適合高中生的英語文章，或小說，要求要有中文翻譯的。

簡愛 不錯 我高中看得就是這個

推薦適合高中生的帶翻譯的英語短文書

建議讀 書蟲 系列的書，詞彙量小，但是又可以增加一定的詞彙量，提起自身閱讀興趣。
書本以故事為主，我以前特怕閱讀，到大二時一個學期看了40多本，於是單詞量和閱讀都變得強了許多。

推薦適合高中生，並且有全文翻譯的英語報紙

新概念英語2（可以考慮背誦其知薯中的文章）
21世紀英語報（21century teens）
瘋狂英語閱讀版
美國版讀者雜志（Reader）
空中英語教室
China Daily
關於英語差的問題，其實和堅持有關。每天都要搭型者和英語有接觸，如果是應試的目的，就不能怕做英語題，尤其是完型和閱讀。高中剛畢業，我對此深有感觸啊……有的時候，適當逼一逼自己，會有一定的效果的。
做題的話，推薦一下《五年三年》，別看書厚，效果很好。每天堅持一點點，三年，肯定英語水平提高。注意講解一定要細看。
另外，可以下一點英語的文章來聽。不一定要完全聽懂的，主要是練耳朵，找語感，而且，比較正宗的口音會影響你的發音，從而口語也可以提高

求推薦一本適合高中生讀的英文版短篇小說

書蟲系列的如《霧都孤兒》、《雙城記》什麼的都挺不錯的。

求推薦一本適合高中生的英語聽力書！難度稍微高一點！

五年高考 三年模擬
作者：曲一線主編
出 版 社： 首都師范大學出版社
出版時間： 2008-6-1
開本： 大16開
I S B N ： 9787810648233
定價：￥49.00
我做過物理的，好多高考題。

求，五人的英語童話劇本要10分鍾左右，有哪些，求推薦，要有中文翻譯的

如下第一場：Little Red Riding Hood家
Mum： (媽媽拿著一個籃子，把桌紫的水果放在籃子里）
Little Red Riding Hood:(唱著歌，歡快地跑進來）Hi,mummy, what are you doing?
Mum： （一邊把水果放在籃子里，心事重重地說）Grandma is ill. Here are some apples and bananas for Grandma. Take them to Grandma.
Little Red Riding Hood：（邊提起籃子，邊點頭說）Ok!
Mum： （親切地看著Little Red Riding Hood說） Be good. Be careful.
Little Red Riding Hood： Yes ,mummy．Goodbye, mummy.
Mum： Bye-bye. Darling.
第二場：在路上
(一陣輕快的音樂遠而近，Little Red Riding Hood挎著籃子蹦跳租睜跳地跳到花草旁)
Little Red Riding Hood： Wow！Flowers, how beautiful! （放下籃子採花）One flower ,o flowers, three flowers.
Wolf：（隨著一陣低沉的音樂，Wolf大步地走上台）I am wolf. I am hungry. (做找東西狀,東張西望) Here is a little red riding hood. Hi! Little Red Riding Hood. Where are you going? (做狡猾的樣子和Little Red Riding Hood打招呼)
Little Red Riding Hood：(手摸辮子，天真地回答)To Grandma』s．Grandma is ill.
Wolf：（自言自語）I' ll eat Grandma. But……（對Little Red Riding Hood說）Hey, look! 6 little baby cks.
Little Red Riding Hood：(和6隻鴨子隨著音樂翩翩起舞)
Wolf：（悄悄地藏到大樹後）
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．
第三場：Grandma家
Grandma： （喘著氣出場，顫顫悠悠地走到床前，吃力地坐到床邊，喘了幾口，打幾個哈欠，慢吞吞地躺倒在床上。）
Wolf：（從樹後出來，邊走邊說）I am very hungry now. (做找尋的樣子)Where is Grandma』 s house? (高興地對觀眾說)Aha , it』s here.(敲門)Bang, Bang, Bang．
Grandma： Who is it？
Wolf：（裝出Little Red Riding Hood的聲音，一邊得意地搖動尾巴，一邊說）It』s me. Little Red Riding H ood.
Grandma： (邊說邊起床) Come in, e in.
Wolf：(得意洋洋地走到床邊) Grandma , I』ll eat you.
Grandma： （驚慌失措地抓緊衣服，瞪著眼睛，邊叫迫從床上滾到地上）
灰狼把外婆吞到了肚子里。
Wolf：（得意地拍拍肚子，翹起大拇指）Yummy！I』ll sleep.
Little Red Riding Hood：(高興地敲門)Grandma．Grandma．
Wolf：(裝扮成Grandma的聲音) 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：(蹦跳著進來，把籃子放在桌紫，走到床前一看，跳回幾步)Oh! What are big ears!
Wolf：I can listen to your sweet voice.
Little R

求推薦能免費看日本輕小說的手機app，要有中文翻譯的

動漫之家

獅子座女生適合的英文名，要有中文翻譯 求推薦，謝謝

Chris 充滿自信
Alex 保護者
Claire 聰明的
Ketherine 神聖
Amber 寶石
很多呢，這幾個是比較好用的，推薦。名字不建議起的太拗口，會不好用。

誰有地道的英語文章（帶有中文翻譯的）

建議去書店英語專櫃找書蟲系列的英語讀物！貌似都是名著 可是是中英對譯的 ！蠻有幫助！

與建築有關的英語文章,不要有中文翻譯的在哪找啊?

你是學生么，可以上你學校的電子資源看看，能不能連上IEEE，上面什麼文章都有

⑸ 求英語小短文，要有中文翻譯，帶英文和中文題意解析，有中心思想。

求英語小短文，要有中文翻譯，帶英文和中文題意解析，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，甜蜜的春天是季節的新國王。植物開始開花了。女孩們跳起了舞。寒風不再刺骨。它是一個美麗的季節。花朵開始綻放，樹木開始變綠，小鳥開始歌唱。春天經常有風。人們喜歡放風箏。
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.
學習之於心靈，就像食物之於身體一樣。攝取了適量的營養食物，我們的身體得以生長而肌肉得以發達。同樣地，我們應該日復一日不斷地學習以保持我們敏銳的心智能力，並擴充我們的智力容量。不斷的學習提供我們用不盡的燃料，來驅使我們磨利我們的推理、分析和判斷的能力。持續的學習是在信息時代中跟時代並駕齊驅的最穩當的方法，也是在變動的世代中成功的可靠保證。
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.
工作與娛樂並不互相沖突，事實上，它們之間的關系還相輔相成。有句格言說：「整日工作而沒有休閑娛樂，會令人變得沉悶乏味。」被工作重擔壓得喘不過氣來的生活，將使你一事無成，因為你將對一成不變的例行公事感到厭煩。由另一方面來說，適度的娛樂活動能提供各種管道，來渲泄你被壓抑的情緒，減輕單調生活中的緊張與不悅。
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.
撞球對我們而言，是一項理想的運動，因為它可以使我們全身運動，它可以增強我們的肌肉，擴張我們的肺部，促進血液循環，並且使肌膚產生健康作用，此外，它很有趣而且所費不多。撞球是相當溫和適中的，它不像足球那麼粗野。它是一種室內運動，甚至在下雨天也能玩。因此，撞球是我最喜愛的一種運動。
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。
預習對於我們學生的學習是非常重要的。它可以是我們的知識更加牢固。學的更加輕松。課前預習課後復習是非常好的學習方法。有助於學習成績的提高。對於初三的我們來說，預習和復習更是十分重要的
求採納，謝謝！

英語課代表競選稿（英文，要有中文翻譯）要簡短

今天，很榮幸走上講台，和那麼多樂意為班級作貢獻的同學一道，競選班幹部職務。我想，我將用旺盛的精力、清醒的頭腦來做好班幹部工作，來發揮我的長處幫助同學和x班集體共同努力進步
我從小學到現在班幹部一年沒拉下，但我一身干凈，沒有「官相官態」，「官腔官氣」；少的是畏首畏尾的私慮，多的是敢做敢為的闖勁。
我想我該當個實幹家，不需要那些美麗的詞彙來修飾。工作鍛煉了我，生活造就了我。戴爾卡耐基說過「不要怕推銷自己，只要你認為自己有才華，你就應該認為自己有資格提任這個或那個職務」。
我相信，憑著我新銳不俗的「官念」，憑著我的勇氣和才幹，憑著我與大家同舟共濟的深厚友情，這次競選演講給我帶來的必定是下次的就職演說。我會在任何時候，任何情況下，都首先是「想同學們之所想，急同學們之所急。」 我決不信奉「無過就是功」的信條，恰恰相反，我認為一個班幹部「無功就是過」。因為本人平時與大家相處融洽，人際關系較好，這樣在客觀上就減少了工作的阻力。我將與風華正茂的同學們在一起，指點江山，發出我們青春的呼喊。當師生之間發生矛盾時，我一定明辨是非，敢於堅持原則。特別是當教師的說法或做法不盡正確時，我將敢於積極為同學們謀求正當的權益如果同學們對我不信任，隨時可以提出「不信任案」，對我進行彈劾。你們放心，彈劾我不會像彈劾柯林頓那樣麻煩，我更不會死賴不走。
既然是花，我就要開放；既然是樹，我就要長成棟梁；既然是石頭，我就要去鋪出大路；既然是班幹部，我就要成為一名出色的領航員！
流星的光輝來自天體的摩擦，珍珠的璀璨來自貝殼的眼淚，而一個班級的優秀來自班幹部的領導和全體同學的共同努力。
我自信在同學們的幫助下，我能勝任這項工作，正由於這種內驅力，當我走向這個講台的時候，我感到信心百倍。
你們拿著選票的手還會猶豫嗎？謝謝大家的信任

求英語小短文（200字）中文翻譯都要有

扇貝 金山詞霸里都有這種小故事

求英文 偵探 推理短篇小說 要有中文翻譯

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不過沒有翻譯……
ok?
非常不可思議，你們老師居然布置推理小說的……

英語簡短冷笑話，要有中文翻譯。急求

Q: Why number nine is scared of number seven?
為什麼數字九會怕七?
A: Nine is scared of Seven because Seven, Eight, Nine
Seven (ate) Nine 英文諧音
因為七把九吃掉了 (數數 七, 八, 九)

有誰有中文翻譯成英文的句子。中文和英文都要！

我說幾句我喜歡的吧！ ：年年歲歲花相似，歲歲年年人不同！
One year spent similar, each year is different!
堅信自己也有成功的一天！
Believe that they have a suessful day!
人為夢想而偉大！
Man dreams and great!

急求7人的英語小話劇，要有中文翻譯哦！

以making a better decision 英語中文最好也有中文翻譯

look before you leap and shop around before you make the final decision, precaution is a must for you to make a better decision.在做最終決定前要三思而後行、貨比三家。謹慎是做出更好決定的必要條件。

英語小短文四年級的 一個小短文最多3句 有中文翻譯！

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

英語的貴族姓氏，要有中文翻譯

諾曼王室Norman 安茹王室Anjou 蘭開斯特王室Lancaster 約克王室York 都鐸王室Tudor 斯圖亞特王室Stuart 漢諾威王室Hannover 薩克森-科堡-哥達王室一開始姓Wettiner，1917年改姓Windsor 現在女王子孫的姓氏為Mountbatten-Windsor，這個復姓的前半部分即是愛丁堡公爵菲利普親王的母姓，菲利普親王的父系家族來自希臘王室Schleswig-Holstein-Sonderburg-Glück *** urg家族。
此外還有一些非王室顯貴姓氏，如Spencer家族，馬爾博羅公爵約翰丘吉爾後裔的兩個分支分別為丘吉爾首相和黛安娜王妃的祖先。還有已故王太後Bowes-Lyon家族。
精小銳

⑹ 英語經典名篇賞析的內容提要

本書所收錄的短篇小說代表了諸多流派的不同風格特點，讀者可以領略到鮮明的時代特徵和獨特的藝術風格。歐·亨利的《麥琪的禮物》、《警察與贊美詩》帶給讀者的是「含淚的笑」；莎奇的《潘可坦德夫人打虎記》對上層社會的諷刺淋漓盡致、入木三分；「偵探小說的鼻祖」愛倫·坡的怪誕小說《黑貓》宣揚了神秘主義；西奧多·德萊塞的《失去的菲比》體現了自然主義；歐文的《瑞普·凡·溫克爾》具有傳奇色彩；霍桑的《牧師的黑面紗》具有神秘色彩；詹姆斯·喬伊斯的短篇小說《阿拉比》，體現了「意識流」創作風格；斯蒂芬·克萊恩的《新娘來到黃天鎮》體現了「印象派」創作手法；傑克·倫敦的《白色寂靜》體現了美國自然主義流派；幽默大師馬克·吐溫的《卡拉維拉縣馳名的跳蛙》再現了美國現實主義生活；「硬漢子」海明威的創作風格深深地打上了「迷惘的一代」作家菲茲傑拉德的烙印；「言情大師」勞倫斯的《馬販子的女兒》和女權主義作家肖邦的《一小時的故事》也是不可或缺的佳作。
本書的讀者對象包括英語專業學生以及廣大英語愛好者，可以為他們搭建一個閱讀、欣賞英語經典名篇的平台。

⑺ 英文短中篇小說，難易適中哈，3500-4000字，翻譯老師作業，最好是比較著名的哈，謝謝了，！！不勝感激~

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.