高中英語美文摘抄精選
高中英語美文摘抄精選
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高中英語美文篇1
Girls of summer 夏日女孩
We lived on the banks of the Tennessee River, and we owned the summers when we were girls. We ran wild through humid(潮濕的，濕潤的) summer days that never ended but only melted one into the other. We floated down rivers of weekdays with no school, no rules , no parents, and no constructs(構(gòu)圖，建筑物) other than our fantasies. We were good girls, my sister and I. We had nothing to rebel against. This was just life as we knew it, and we knew the summers to be long and to be ours.
The road that ran past our house was a one-lane rural route. Every morning, after our parents had gone to work, I'd wait for the mail lady to pull up to(追上) our box. Some days I would put enough change for a few stamps into a mason jar(玻璃瓶) lid and leave it in the mailbox. I hated bothering mail lady with this transaction(交易，辦理) , which made her job take longer. But I liked that she knew that someone in our house sent letters into the outside world.
I liked walking to the mailbox in my bare feet and leaving footprints on the dewy(帶露水的) grass. I imagined that feeling the wetness on the bottom of my feet made me a poet. I had never read poetry, outside of some Emily Dickinson. But I imagined that people who knew of such things would walk to their mailboxes through the morning dew(晨露) in their bare feet.
We planned our weddings with the help of Barbie dolls and the tiny purple wild flowers growing in our side yard. We became scientists and tested concoctions(調(diào)和，混合) of milk, orange juice, and mouthwash(漱口水) . We ate handfuls of bittersweet(苦樂參半的) chocolate chips and licked peanut butter(花生醬) off spoons. When we ran out of sweets to eat, we snitched sugary Flintstones vitamins out of the medicine cabinet. We became masters of the Kraft macaroni(通心面條) and cheese lunch, and we dutifully called our mother at work three times a day to give her updates on our adventures. But don't call too often or speak too loudly or whine too much, we told ourselves, or else they'll get annoyed and she'll get fired and the summers will end.
We shaped our days the way we chose, far from the prying(愛打聽的，窺探的) eyes of adults. We found our dad's Playboys and charged the neighborhood boys money to look at them. We made crank(易怒的) calls around the county, telling people they had won a new car. "What kind?" they'd ask. "Red," we'd always say. We put on our mom's old prom(舞會(huì)) dresses, complete with gloves and hats, and sang backup to the C.W. McCall song convoy, " which we'd found on our dad's turntable.
We went on hikes into the woods behind our house, crawling under barbed wire fences and through tangled undergrowth. Heat and humidity(濕度，濕氣) found their way throught he leaves to our flushed faces. We waded in streams that we were always surprised to come across. We walked past cars and auto parts that had been abandoned(拋棄) in the woods, far from any road. We'd reach the tree line and come out unexpectedly into a cow pasture(牧場，牧草) . We'd perch on the gate or stretch out on the large flat limes(邊界，界限) tone outcrop that marked the end of the Woods Behind Our House.
One day a thunderstorm blew up along the Tennessee River. It was one of those storms that make the day go dark and the humidity disappear. First it was still and quiet. There was electricity in the air and then the sharp crispness(易碎，酥脆) of a summer day being blown wide open as the winds rushed in. We threw open all the doors and windows. We found the classical radio station from two towns away and turned up the bass and cranked up(把聲音調(diào)大，啟動(dòng)) the speakers. We let the wind blow in and churn(攪動(dòng)，攪拌) our summer day around. We let the music we were only vaguely(曖昧地，含糊地) familiar with roar(吼叫，咆哮) through the house. And we twirled(轉(zhuǎn)動(dòng)，旋轉(zhuǎn)) . We twirled in the living room in the wind and in the music. We twirled and we imagined that we were poets and dancers and scientists and spring brides.
We twirled and imagined that if we could let everything --- the thunder, the storm, the wind , the world --- into that house in the banks of the Tennessee River, we could live in our summer dreams forever. When we were girls.
高中英語美文篇2
Miracle happens
"There's a new student waiting in your room," my principal announced, hurrying past me on the stairs. "Name's Mary. I need to talk to you about her. Stop in the office later."
I nodded and glanced down(匆匆閱讀) at the packs of pink, red and white paper, and the jars of paste(糊狀物) and boxes of scissors I held in my arms. "Fine," I said. "I've just come from the supply room. We're making valentine envelopes this morning. It'll be a good way for her to get acquainted(使了解) ."
This was my third year of teaching fourth-graders, but I was already aware how much they loved Valentine's Day (now just a week away), and making these bright containers to tape to the fronts of their desks was a favorite activity. Mary would surely be caught up in the excitement and be chatting cheerfully with new friends before the project was finished. Humming to myself, I continued up the stairs.
I didn't see her at first. She was sitting in the back of the room with her hands folded in her lap. Her head was down and long, light-brown hair fell forward, caressing the softly shadowed cheeks.
"Welcome, Mary," I said. "I'm so glad you'll be in our room. And this morning you can make an envelope to hold your valentines for our party on Valentine's Day."
No response. Had she heard me?
"Mary," I said again, slowly and distinctly.
She raised her head and looked into my eyes. The smile on my face froze. A chill went through me and I stood motionless. The eyes in that sweet, little-girl face were strangely empty - as if the owner of a house had drawn the blinds and gone away. Once before I had seen such eyes: They had belonged to an inmate of a mental institution, one I'd visited as a college student. "She's found life unendurable(無法忍受的) ," the resident psychiatrist(精神病學(xué)家) had explained, "so she's retreated from the world." She had, he went on, killed her husband in a fit of insane jealousy.
But this child - she could have been my own small, lovable niece except for those blank, desolate(荒涼的) eyes. Dear God, I thought, what horror has entered the life of this innocent little girl?
I longed to take her in my arms and hug the hurt away. Instead, I pulled books from the shelf behind her and placed them in her lap. "Here are texts you'll be using, Mary. Would you like to look at them?" Mechanically, she opened each book, closed it and resumed her former position.
The bell rang then, and the children burst in on a wave of cold, snowy air. When they saw the valentine materials on my desk, they bubbled with excitement.
There was little time to worry about Mary that first hour. I took attendance, settled Mary into her new desk and introduced her. The children seemed subdued(被制服的，減弱的) and confused when she failed to acknowledge the introduction or even raise her head.
Quickly, in order to divert them, I distributed materials for the envelopes and suggested ways to construct and decorate(裝飾，布置) them. I placed materials on Mary's desk, too, and asked Kristie, her nearest neighbor, to offer help.
With the children happily engrossed(全神貫注的) , I escaped to the office. "Sit down," my principal said, "and I'll fill you in." The child, she said, had been very close to her mother, living alone with her in a Detroit suburb. One night, several weeks ago, someone had broken into their home and shot and killed the mother in Mary's presence. Mary escaped, screaming, to a neighbor's. Then the child went into shock. She hadn't cried or mentioned her mother since.
The principal sighed and then went on. "Authorities sent her here to live with her only relative - a married sister. The sister enrolled Mary this morning. I'm afraid we'll get little help from her. She's divorced, with three small children to support. Mary is just one more responsibility."
"But what can I do?" I stammered(口吃，結(jié)巴) . "I've never known a child like this before." I felt so inadequate.
"Give her love," she suggested, "lots and lots of love. She's lost so much. There's prayer, too - and faith, faith that will make her a normal little girl again if you just don't lose hope."
I returned to my room to discover that the children were already shunning(回避) this "different" child. Not that Mary noticed. Even kindly little Kristie looked affronted(被冒犯的) . "She won't even try," she told me.
I sent a note to the principal to remove Mary from the room for a short time. I needed to enlist the children's help before recess, before they could taunt(逗弄，奚落) her about being "different."
"Mary's been hurt badly," I explained gently, "and she's so quiet because she's afraid she'll be hurt again. You see, her mother just died, and there's no one else who loves her. You must be very patient and understanding. It may be a long time before she's ready to laugh and join in your games, but you can do a lot to help her."
高中英語美文篇3
I love you and I hate you
It is the true test of how human we really are. How much we can accept in our fellow humans. And really how much we want to accept. If we accept too much does that make us strong. And if we don't accept enough does that make us weak. Or is it the other way around(從相反方向，倒過來) ?
All these things are a true test of how much you are capable of loving.
We all are born into this world with one thought - I shall love and be loved.
I am not afraid of love I am afraid of what too much love for the wrong reasons can do. It can make you into a person that you don't know you have become until it is all-wrong.
Until the day you look in the mirror and the reflection is not yours.
We marry our true love and then as time goes by we tend to lose whom we once were. And if we can't find ourselves during this time of marriage then we become a shell that will eventually crack. And your marriage will soon become a divorce statistic(統(tǒng)計(jì)數(shù)值) .
Marriage is commitment to the love you have for someone but it should not be the end of your identity. Because if you let it then you will truly Love You But Hate You.
Kahlil Gibran best said it many years ago in The Prophet on Marriage:
We need to remember that I will love you but I will not become you. I will not allow us to become one. Love when people are like meet my other half - what? And especially when they throw in the humor meet my better half. It's there way of being all happy and cute. But is it setting yourselves up for a relationship that in time will fail? I guess it all depends on how independent of a person you were prior to(之前，居先) becoming one. And will losing your independence really be an issue.
So don't be duped(欺騙，愚弄) into the relationship tricks. Be yourself and enjoy your partner as himself or herself not as you want them to be. Because you did fall in love with them knowing who they are.
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