讀者英語經典美文欣賞

　　優美的文字於細微處傳達出美感,並浸潤著學生的心靈。通過英語美文,學生不僅能夠感受語言之美,領悟語言之用,還能產生學習語言的興趣。下面是小編帶來的，歡迎閱讀!

　　篇一

　　Never Too Old to Live Your DreamThe first day of school our professor introduced himself to our chemistry class and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.

　　She said, "Hi, handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?"

　　I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze***擠，緊握*** .

　　"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.

　　She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, have a couple of children, and then retire and travel."

　　"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.

　　"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one !" she told me.

　　After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolatemilkshake***奶昔*** . We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.

　　Over the course of the school year, Rose became a campus icon and easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attentionbestowed***使用，授予*** upon her from the other students. She was living it up.

　　At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet and I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three-by-five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a bit embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery***神經過敏的*** . I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order to let me just tell you what I know." As we laughed, she cleared her throat and began:

　　"We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy and achieving success.

　　"You have to laugh and find humor each and every day.

　　"You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and they don't even know it!

　　"There is a giant difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity in change.

　　"Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets."

　　She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose." She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.

　　At year's end, Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.

　　篇二

　　Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?A certain daughter complained to her father about her life and how things have been so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and she wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed that just as one problem was solved another arose.

　　Her father, a chef***廚師*** , took her to the kitchen, filled three pots with water and placed the fire on high. Soon the three pots came to a boil. In one he placed carrots, in the other he placed eggs, and the last he placed ground coffee***咖啡粉*** beans. He let them sit and boil, without saying a word.

　　The daughter sucked her teeth and impatiently wondered what he was trying to do. She had problems, and he was making this strange concoction***混合，調和*** . In half an hour he walked over to the stove and turned down the fire. He pulled the carrots out and placed them in the bowl. He pulled the eggs out and placed them in the bowl. Then he ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her he asked. "Darling what do you see?"

　　"Carrots, eggs, and coffee." she replied.

　　He brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. He then asked her to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg. Finally, he asked her to sip***啜飲*** the coffee. Her face frowned from the strength of the coffee.

　　Humbly, she asked. "What does it mean Father?"

　　He explained. "Each of them faced the same adversity, 212 degrees of boiling water. However each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, andunrelenting***無情的*** . But after going through boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg was fragile. A thin outer shell protected a liquid center. But after sitting through the boiling water, it's inside became hardened. The coffee beans are unique however. After they were in the boiling water, it became stronger and richer."

　　"Which are you," he asked his daughter, "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?"

　　篇三

　　A Woman‘s Tears

　　"Why are you crying?” he asked his Mom.

　　"Because I'm a woman.” she told him.

　　"I don't understand,” he said.

　　His Mom just hugged him and said,

　　"And you never will”...

　　"Later the little boy asked his father,

　　"Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?”

　　"All women cry for no reason” was all his Dad could say...

　　The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry...

　　Finally he put in a call to God; when God got on the phone, the man said, “God, why do women cry so easily?”

　　God said...“When I made woman she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world; yet gentle enough to give comfort...

　　I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children...

　　I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up and take care of her family through fatigue***疲勞*** and sickness without complaining...

　　I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt them very badly...

　　I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.

　　I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.

　　I gave her a tear to shed, It's hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed.

　　It's her only weakness...

　　It's a tear for mankind...