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My Favourite Book I like reading,so I love many different kinds of books very much,because they not only broaden my horizons(视野)but also give me inspiration(灵感). Up to now I have read a lot of books,for example,magazines,novels and storybooks and so on.But one of the books that I like best is My Life Story.It was created(创作)by an American writer-Helen Keller(海伦·凯勒)in 1902.She was a blind(盲的),deaf(聋的)and dumb(哑的)person.In the book,she wrote that she had not been able to see,hear or speak since the age of one year and seven months.This unusual thing made her very sad.When she was seven years old,she knew Miss Sullivan(沙利文),her good teacher.Helen was getting happier every day.Then,Miss Sullivan helped her learn how to write English words.At first,Miss Sullivan wrote some words on Helen's hands with her own fingers again and again.Helen was a very diligent girl.Because of this,she tried as much as possible to remember words.After that,she wrote and published(出版)many famous works.My Life Story is one of them. My Life Story described her hard struggle to become an outstanding(著名的)writer and educationist(教育家)of the world. It shows us a universal(普遍的)truth："Nothing is difficult if you put your heart into it!"This is why I like it best.What about you? Mid Autumn Day is an autumn festive in China.It comes in September or October.On that day,families eat a big dinner, they also eat mooncakes somesmall round cakes with nuts meat or eggs in them. The moon looks briter and rounder on that day .Chinese people often talk about their families and tell the story of Chang e.It is like the Thanksgiving day in American. 水里的游鱼是沉默的，陆地上的兽类是喧闹的，空中的飞鸟是歌唱着的。 但是，人类却兼有海里的沉默，地上的喧闹与空中的音乐。 the fish in the water is silent, the animal on the earth is noisy, the bird in the air is singing. but man has in him the silence of the sea, the noise of the earth and the music of the air. 在我自己的杯中，饮了我的酒吧，朋友。 一倒在别人的杯里，这酒的腾跳的泡沫便要消失了。 take my wine in my own cup, friend. it loses its wreath of foam when poured into that of others. 只管走过去，不必逗留着采了花朵来保存，因为一路上花朵自会继续开放的。 do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on, for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way.

Love is more thicker than forgetMore thinner than recallMore seldom than a wave is wetMore frequent than to failIt is most mad and moonlyAnd less it shall unbeThan all the sea which onlyIs deeper than the seaLove is less always than to winLess never than aliveLess bigger than the least beginLess littler than forgiveIt is most sane and sunlyAnd more it cannot dieThan all the sky which onlyIs higher than the sky爱情比忘却厚比回忆薄比潮湿的波浪少比失败多它最痴癫最疯狂但比起所有比海洋更深的海洋它更为长久爱情总比胜利少见却比活着多些不大于无法开始不小于谅解他最明朗最清晰而比起所有比天空更高的天空他更为不朽 2There was a young flower in the desert where all was dry and sad looking…… It was growing by itself…… enjoying every day…… and saying to the sun "When shall I be grown up？" And the sun would say "Be patient - Each time I touch you， you grow a little……" She was so pleased. Because she would have a chance to bring beauty to this corner of sand…… And this is all she wanted to do - bring a little bit of beauty to this world. 遍地干旱、满目悲凉的沙漠中有朵小花，她独自生长在那里，享受着每一天……她问太阳公公“我什么时候才能长大？”太阳公公总是说“要有耐心—— 我每次抚摸你，你都会长大一点……”小花好开心啊，因为她也有机会为沙漠的一隅增添美丽了……这是她毕生的心愿—— 为这个世界增添一丝美丽。 One day the hunter came by - and stepped on her. - She was going to die - and she felt so sad. Not because she was dying - but because she would not have a chance to bring a little bit of beauty to this corner of the desert. 一天，一位猎人经过——正好踩在她身上―― 她快要死了—— 她感到如此悲伤。并不是因为她即将死去，而是因为再没有机会为沙漠增添一丝美丽了。 The great spirit saw her， and was listening. - Indeed， he said…… She should be living…… And he reached down and touched her - and gave her life. 伟大的精神看到了她，并且听到了她的心里话。……事实上，他在说……她应该活着……他俯下身，抚摸着她—— 给了她生命。 And she grew up to be a beautiful flower…… and this corner of the desert became so beautiful because of her. 她长成一朵美丽的花……由于她的存在，这沙漠的一隅变得如此美丽。3Spirit is a monument, is a cornerstone, is on the way of life is brilliant, ruler. A modest, being the Confucius YinChu hits, "two heads are better than one, slowly," fools, generation Confucianism masters, With tolerance, ambitious, daring JiHuanGong devoid of nay, appoint people by abilities, achievement, generation vista dominance, With firmness, lonely lonely YuFen SuWu of sorrow, always don't throw away the hand that race day, the heart of han motherland, patriotic model; the cadre A dedication, kindness and plain, the ordinary XuHuCai can years like one day, warm feeling, sprinkle the people, to today's "living lei feng." ... Through history, tunnel, through history, forever will hold the grand mansion lofty life.精神是一座丰碑，是一块基石，是前进道路上的灯塔，是灿烂人生的标尺。有了谦虚，学富五车、才高八斗的孔子缓缓吟出“三人行，必有我师”，不耻下问，终成一代儒学大师；有了宽容，雄心勃勃、意气风发的齐桓公摈弃私仇，任人唯贤，成就千秋伟业，终成一代霸主；有了坚贞，寂寞忧愁、孤寂郁愤的苏武始终不扔掉手中的汉使族节，心系祖国，终成千秋爱国楷模；有了奉献，善良质朴、平凡无闻的徐虎才能够十年如一日，情洒百姓，温暖万家，终成当今的“活雷锋”。……精神，穿越历史隧道，趟过历史长河，将永远撑起人生巍峨壮观的大厦。4a wild guessOur physics professor was sruggling to draw the class into discussion of Archiimede's principe of water displacement. He told us that Archimede noticed that when he got into a pool at the public bathhouse, the water rose spilling over the edge. Excited at his discovery ,he ran down the street yelling ,"Eureka,eureka!" The instructor asked if anyone knew what that meant.One student stood up and answered ,I'm naked! l'm naked!" 一个胡乱的猜测我们的物理教授正在努力尝试把学生引入关于排水量的阿基米德原理的讨论。他告诉我们当阿基米德进入公共浴室的池子中时他注意到水漫出了浴缸边。由于这个发现，他兴奋的跑到街上并大叫道：”我找到了！我找到了！“教授问道是否有人知道这代表什么。一个学生站起来回答道“我裸（奔）了，我裸（奔）了” 5TO borrow an oxOnce upon a time ,there lived a rich man,but he didn't know any words.One day,one of his friends wanted to borrow an ox from him ,so he wrote a note and asked his servant to take it to this rich man.After the servant gave the note to the rich man,pretended to be reading it and after a while ,he said ,"OK,l know,Go and tell your master,"l'll go myself shortly.借牛很久很久以前，住着一个有钱人，但是他不识字。有一天，他的一个朋友想从他那里借一头牛，所以写了一个信条让他的仆人带去给那个有钱人。在仆人把信条交给有钱人之后，他假装读了一会，然后说道：好的，我知道了，回去告诉你的主人，我马上亲自过去”

在 英语学习 中,阅读能力是学习者发展 其它 语言能力(听、说、写、译)的基础。下面是我带来的经典英语好 文章 摘抄，欢迎阅读!经典英语好文章摘抄篇一 Change Makes Life Beautiful(生命美于变化) To regard all things and principles of things as inconstant modes or fashions has more and more become the tendency of modern thought. Let us begin with that which is without——our physical life. Fix upon it in one of its more exquisite intervals，the moment，for instance，of delicious recoil from the flood of water in summer heat. What is the whole physical life in that moment but a combination of natural elements to which science gives their names?But these elements，phosphorus and lime and delicate fibers，are present not in the human body alone：we detect them in places most remote from it. Our physical life is a perpetual motion of them——the passage of the blood，the wasting and repairing of the lenses of the eye，the modification of the tissues of the brain under every ray of light and sound-processes which science reduces to simpler and more elementary forces. Like the elements of which we are composed，the action of these forces extends beyond us：it rusts iron and ripens corn. Far out on every side of us those elements are broadcast，driven in many currents;and birth and gesture and death and the springing of violets from the grave are but a few out of ten thousand resultant combinations. That clear，perpetual outline of face and limb is but an image of ours，under which we group them a design in a web，the actual threads of which pass out beyond it. This at least of flame——like our life has，that it is but the concurrence，renewed from moment to moment，of forces parting sooner or later on their ways. 生命美于变化 将所有事物和事物的原则统统归结为经常变化着的形态或风尚，这已日益成为近代思想界的一个趋势。我们可以从我们的生理活动等表面的事情说起。举个例子来说，选定在酷暑中猛然浸入滔滔清流的一刹那和感觉极其愉快的这么一个微妙的时刻。在那一瞬间的所有生理活动，难道不可以说是具有科学名称的各种元素的一种化合作用吗?但是，像磷、石灰、微细的纤维质等这些元素，不仅存在于人体之中，而且在与人体没有丝毫关系的地方也能检查出它们的存在。血液的流通，眼睛中水晶体的消耗和恢复，每一道光波、每一次声浪对于脑组织所引起的变异——都不外是这些元素永久的运动。但是科学把这些运动过程还原为更为简单和基本力量的作用。正如我们身体所赖以构成的元素所形成的我们的生理活动的力量，这些力量在我们身体以外也同样发挥着作用——它可以使铁生锈，使谷物成熟。这些元素，在种种气流吹送之下，从我们身外向四面八方传播：人的诞生，人的姿态，人的死亡，以及在人的坟头上生长出紫罗兰——这不过是成千上万化合结果的点滴例子而已。人类那轮廓分明、长久不变的面颜和肢体，不过是一种表象，在它那框架之内，我们好把种种化合的元素凝聚一团——这好像是蛛网的纹样，那织网的细丝从网中穿出，又引向他方。在这一点上，我们的生命有些像那火焰——它也是种种力量汇合的结果，这汇合虽不断延续，那些力量却早晚要各自飘散。 经典英语好文章摘抄篇二 The Date Father Didn’t Keep (父亲失约) It happened in one of those picturesque Danish taverns that cater to tourists and where English is spoken. I was with my father on a business-and-pleasure trip，and in our leisure hours we were having a wonderful time. “It‘s a pity your mother couldn’t come，”said Father.“It would be wonderful to show her around.” He had visited Denmark when he was a young man. I asked him，“How long is it since you were here?” “Oh，about 30 years. I remember being in this very inn，by the way.”He looked around，remembering. “Those were gracious days-”He stopped suddenly，and I saw that his face was pale. I followed his eyes and looked across the room to a woman who was setting a tray of drinks before some customers. She might have been pretty once，but now she was stout and her hair was untidy.“Do you know her?”I asked…… “I did once，”he said. The woman come to our table.“Drinks?”she inquired. “We‘ll have beer，”I said. She nodded and went away. “How she has changed!Thank heaven she didn‘t recognize me，”muttered Father mopping his face with a handkerchief.“I know her before I ever met your mother，”he went on.“I was a student，on a tour. She was a lovely young thing，very graceful. I fell madly in live with her，and she with me.” “Does Mother know about her?”I blurted out，resentfully. “Of course，”Father said gently. He looked at me a little anxiously. I felt embarrassed for him. I said，“Dad，you don‘t have to-” “Oh，yes，I want to tell you. I don‘t want you wondering about this. Her father objected to our romance. I was a foreigner. I had no prospects，and was dependent on my father. When I wrote Father that I wanted to get married he cut off my allowance. And I had to go home. But I met the girl once more，and told her I would return to America，borrow enough money to get married on，and come back for her in a few months.” “We know，”he continued，“that her father might intercept a letter，so we agreed that I would simply mail her a slip of paper with a date on it，the time she was to meet me at a certain place;then we‘d married. Well，I went home，got the loan and sent her the date. She received the note. She wrote me：”I’ll be there.“But she wasn‘t. Then I found that she had been married about two weeks before，to a local innkeeper. She hadn’t waited.” Then my father said，“Thank God she didn‘t. I went home，met your mother，and we’ve been completely happy. We often joke about that youthful love romance.” The woman appeared with our beer. “You are from America?”she asked me. “Yes，”I said. She beamed.“A wonderful country，America.” “Yes，a lot of your countrymen have gone there. Did you ever think of it?” “Not me. Not now，”she said.“I think so one time，a ling time ago. But I stay here. I much better here.” We drank our beer and left. Outside I said，“Father，just how did you write that date on which she was to meet you?” He stopped，took out an envelope and wrote on it.“Like this，”he said.“12/11/73，which was，of course，December 11，1973.” “No!”I exclaimed.“It isn‘t in Denmark or any European country. Over here they write the day first，then the month. So that date wouldn’t be December 11 but the 12th of November!” Father passed his hand over his face.“So she was there!”he exclaimed.“And it was because I didn‘t show up that she got married.”He was silent a while.“Well，”he said.，“I hope she’s happy. She seems be.” As we resumed walking I blurted out，“It is a lucky thing it happened that way. You wouldn‘t have met Mother.” He put his arm around my shoulders，looked at me with a heart-warming smile，and said，“I was doubly lucky，young fellow，for otherwise I wouldn‘t have met you，either!” 经典英语好文章摘抄篇三 改变一生的邂逅 Isn‘t it amazing how one person，sharing one idea，at the right time and place can change the course of your life’s history?This is certainly what happened in my life. When I was 14，I was hitchhiking from Houston，Texas，through El Paso on my way to California. I was following my dream，journeying with the sun. I was a high school dropout with learning disabilities and was set on surfing the biggest waves in the world，first in California and then in Hawaii，where I would later live. Upon reaching downtown El Paso，I met an old man，a bum，on the street corner. He saw me walking，stopped me and questioned me as I passed by. He asked me if I was running away from home，I suppose because I looked so young. I told him，“Not exactly，sir，”since my father had given me a ride to the freeway in Houston and given me his blessings while saying，“It is important to follow your dream and what is in your heart. Son.” The bum then asked me if he could buy me a cup of coffee. I told him，“No，sir，but a soda would be great.”We walked to a corner malt shop and sat down on a couple of swiveling stools while we enjoyed our drinks. After conversing for a few minutes，the friendly bum told me to follow him. He told me that he had something grand to show me and share with me. We walked a couple of blocks until we came upon the downtown El Paso Public Library. We walked up its front steps and stopped at a small information stand. Here the bum spoke to a smiling old lady，and asked her if she would be kind enough to watch my things for a moment while he and I entered the library. I left my belongings with this grandmotherly figure and entered into this magnificent hall of learning. The bum first led me to a table and asked me to sit down and wait for a moment while he looked for something special amongst the shelves. A few moments later，he returned with a couple of old books under his arms and set them on the table. He then sat down beside me and spoke. He started with a few statements that were very special and that changed my life. He said，“There are two things that I want to teach you，young man，and they are these： “Number one is to never judge a book by its cover，for a cover can fool you.”He followed with，“I bet you think I‘m a bum，don’t you，young man?” I said，“Well，uh，yes，I guess so，sir.” “Well，young man，I‘ve got a little surprise for you. I am one of the wealthiest men in the world. I have probably everything any man could ever want. I originally come from the Northeast and have all the things that money can buy. But a year ago，my wife passed away，bless her soul，and since then I have been deeply reflecting upon life. I realized there were certain things I had not yet experienced in life，one of which was what it would be like to live like a bum on the streets. I made a commitment to myself to do exactly that for one year. For the past year，I have been going from city to city doing just that. So，you see，don’t ever judge a book by its cover，for a cover can fool you. “Number two is to learn how to read，my boy. For there is only one thing that people can t take away from you，and that is your wisdom.”At that moment，he reached forward，grabbed my right hand in his and put them upon the books he‘d pulled from the shelves. They were the writings of Plato and Aristotle-immortal classics from ancient times. The bum then led me back past the smiling old woman near the entrance，down the steps and back on the streets near where we first met. His parting request was for me to never forget what he taught me.