高考英语——心灵鸡汤
2023届高三英语二轮复习学案 名著阅读之心灵鸡汤精选 All the Good Things
名著阅读之心灵鸡汤精选 All the Good Things班级：____________学号：____________姓名：____________心灵鸡汤精选All the Good Things话而惩罚该生。
但Mark每一次都有礼貌地感谢老师。
一次偶然的机会，为了鼓舞学生士气，作者让学生在纸上写下彼此的优点。
多年后，在Mark的葬礼上，作者意外发现Mark及其他的学生都保存了当年的那张纸。
那一刻，作者痛哭欲绝。
A kind word is like a spring day.——Russian Proverb He was in the third-grade class I taught at Saint Mary’s School in Morris, Minnesota. All 34 of my students were dear to me, but MarkEklund was one in a million. Very neat in appearance, he had that happy-to-be-alive attitude that made even his occasionalmischievousness delightful.Mark also talked incessantly. I tried to remind him again and again that talking without permission was not acceptable. What impressed me so much, though, was the sincere response every time I had to correct him for misbehaving. “Thank you for correcting me, Sister!” I didn’t know what to make of it at first but before long I became accustomed to hearing it many times a day.One morning my patience was growing thin when Mark talked once too often. I made a novice-teacher’s mistake. I looked at Mark and said, “If you say one more word, I am going to tape your mouth shut!”It wasn’t 10 seconds later when Chuck blurted out, “Mark is talking again.”I hadn’t asked any of the students to help me watch Mark, but since I had stated the punishment in front of the class, I had to act on it.I remember the scene as if it had occurred this morning. I walked to my desk, very deliberately opened the drawer and took out a roll of masking tape. Without saying a word, I proceeded to Mark’s desk, tore off two pieces of tape and made a big X with them over his mouth. I then returned to the front of the room.As I glanced at Mark to see how he was doing, he winked at me. That did it! I started laughing. The entire class cheered as I walked back to Ma rk’s desk, removed the tape and shrugged my shoulders. His first words were, “Thank you for correctingme, Sister.”At the end of the year I was asked to teach junior high math. The years flew by, and before I knew it Mark was in my classroom again. He was more handsome than ever and just as polite. Since he had to listen carefully to my instruction in the “new math,” he did not talk as much in ninth grade.One Friday things just didn’t feel right. We had worked hard on a new concept all week, and I sensed that the students were growing frustrated with themselves — and edgy with one another. I had to stop this crankiness before it got out of hand. So I asked them to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name. Then I told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.It took the remainder of the class period to finish the assignment, but as the students left the room, each one handed me their paper. Chuck smiled. Mark said, “Thank you for teaching me, Sister. Have a good weekend.”That Saturday, I wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and I listed what everyone else had said about that individual. On Monday I gave each student his or her list. Some of them ran two pages. Before long, the entire class was smiling. “Really?” I heard whispered. “I never knew that meant anything to anyone!” “I didn’t know others liked me so much!”No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. I never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn’t matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another again.That group of students moved on. Several years later, after I had returned from a vacation, my parents met me at the airport. As we were driving home, Mother asked the usual questions about the trip: How the weather was, my experiences in general. There was a slight lull in the conversation.Mother gave Dad a sideways glance and simply said, “Dad?”My father cleared his throat. “The Eklunds called last night,” he began.“Really?” I said. “I haven’t heard from them for several years. I wonder how Mark is.”Dad responded quietly. “Mark was killed in Vietnam,” he said. “The funeral is tomorrow, and his parents would like it if you could attend.” To this day I can still point to the exact spot on I-494 where Dad told me about Mark.I had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. Mark looked so handsome, so mature. All I could think at that moment was, Mark, I would give all the masking tape in the world if only you could talk to me.The church was packed with Mark’s friends. Chuck’s sister sang “The Battle Hymn of the Republic.” Why did it have to ra in on the day of the funeral? It was difficult enough at the graveside. The pastor said the usual prayers and the bugler played taps. One by one those who loved Mark took a last walk by the coffin and sprinkled it with holy water.I was the last one to bless the coffin. As I stood there, one of the soldiers who had acted as a pallbearer came up to me. “Were you Mark’s math teacher?” he asked. I nodded as I continued to stare at the coffin. “Mark talked about you a lot,” he said.After the funeral most of Ma rk’s former classmates headed to Chuck’s farmhouse for lunch. Mark’s mother and father were there, obviously waiting for me. “We want to show you something,” his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket. “They found this on Mark when he was killed. W e thought you might recognize it.”Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. I knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which I had listed all th e good things each of Mark’s classmates had said about him. “Thank you so much for doing that,” Mark’s mother said. “As you can see, Mark treasured it.”Mark’s classmates started to gather around us. Chuck smiled rather sheepishly and said, “I still have my list. It’s in the top drawer of my desk at home.” John’s wife said, “John asked me to put his in our wedding album.” “I have mine, too,” Marilyn said. “It’s in my diary.” Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group. “I carry this with me at all times,” Vicki said without batting an eyelash. “I think we all saved our lists.”That’s when I finally sat down and cried. I cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again.- Helen P. Mrosla【词汇过关】请写出下面文单词在文章中的中文意思。
高三英语二轮复习学案-名著阅读之心灵鸡汤精选：An Impromptu Dance at Dusk
高三英语培优·名著阅读之心灵鸡汤精选An Impromptu Dance at Dusk（答案在最后）班级：____________学号：____________姓名：____________【文章梗概】在某日的黄昏，儿子邀请我与他共舞。
一开始想要拒绝，但被Rosemary的诗中表达的关于人生的遗憾所影响，我答应了儿子的请求并坚持遵从他在舞蹈时所提出的要求。
同时，儿子向我表达的爱令我深受感动。
Each day of our lives we make deposits in the memory banks of our children.Charles R. SwindollEngrossed at the computer, I was typing some very impassioned poetry written by my eighty-two-year-old neighbor, Rosemary. My six-year-old son, Jake, ran up to me. “Mom, let’s do something fun together. Now! C’mon!”Deeply engrossed in the stories of Rosemary’s unfulfilled dreams and missed opportunities, I was ready to reply, “Jake, we’ll do something in a little bit. I want to work a little longer.” Instead, Rosemary’s words haunted me, carrying new meaning in my own life. I thought of her sad laments. The wisdom of her years spoke to me, and I decided the poems could wait. My son could not.“What would you like to do?” I asked, thinking of the new library books we could read together.“Let’s dance,” he replied.“Dance?” I asked.“Yes, just you and me . . . pleeeeez; I’ll be right back,” he said as he dashed out of the room. He returned a few moments later with his hair a bit wet and combed over to the side, a shy smile and his black, flowing Batman-turned-into-Prince-Jake cape over his shoulders. He pulled me off my chair and led me upstairs.The blinds were up and the descending sun was casting shadows against the picturesque night sky. Jake led me to the middle of his braided wool rug and then turned on the radio. “There Mom. I found us some rock and roll.” He took my hand, and we danced, twisted, turned and twirled. We giggled and laughed and danced some more.My side aching, I told him I needed a rest. Ever so seriously he responded, “Mom, let me put something romantic on now.” He found a beautiful slow song, bowed, and then took my hand as we began to slow dance together. His head was at my waist, but our feet kept rhythmic time.“Mom,” he said a moment later as he looked up at me, “can you get down on your knees and dance with me so we can look at each other’s face while we dance?” I almost responded with why I wouldn’t be able to comply with his ridiculous request. Instead, captured by the moment, I laughed, dropped down on my knees, and my little man led me in a dance I will always cherish.Jake looked deep into my eyes and claimed, “You’re my darling, Mom. I’ll always love you forever and ever.” I thought of the few short years I had left before an obvious list of my faults would replace Jake’s little-boy idolization. Of course, he would still love me—but his eyes would lose some of the innocence and reverence they now revealed.“Mommy,” he said. “We’ll always be together. Even when one of us dies, we’ll always be together in our hearts.”“Yes, we will, Jake. We’ll always be together no matter what,” I whispered as I wiped a silenttear.Dusk quietly settled in as this Mom and her Little Prince danced together, ever so slowly, cheek to cheek . . . and heart to heart.【词汇过关】请写出下面文单词在文章中的中文意思。
高考英语外刊阅读及模拟强化训练：心灵鸡汤——如何停止愤怒(学生版)
How to Stop Being Angry?如何停止愤怒距离高考还有一段时间，不少有经验的老师都会提醒考生，愈是临近高考，能否咬紧牙关、学会自我调节，态度是否主动积极，安排是否科学合理，能不能保持良好的心态、以饱满的情绪迎接挑战，其效果往往大不一样。
以下是本人从事10多年教学经验总结出的以下学习资料，希望可以帮助大家提高答题的正确率，希望对你有所帮助，有志者事竟成！养成良好的答题习惯，是决定高考英语成败的决定性因素之一。
做题前，要认真阅读题目要求、题干和选项，并对答案内容作出合理预测;答题时，切忌跟着感觉走，最好按照题目序号来做，不会的或存在疑问的，要做好标记，要善于发现，找到题目的题眼所在，规范答题，书写工整;答题完毕时，要认真检查，查漏补缺，纠正错误。
总之，在最后的复习阶段，学生们不要加大练习量。
在这个时候，学生要尽快找到适合自己的答题方式，最重要的是以平常心去面对考试。
英语最后的复习要树立信心，考试的时候遇到难题要想“别人也难”，遇到容易的则要想“细心审题”。
越到最后，考生越要回归基础，单词最好再梳理一遍，这样有利于提高阅读理解的效率。
另附高考复习方法和考前30天冲刺复习方法。
原汁原味外刊阅读及模拟强化训练Anger is the mostdestructive emotion. When youare in a temper, you make hastyill-considered decisions that youwill probably regret. You will alsoregret reckless language spokenwithout thought. Anger willdominate your thoughts and your actions. You can spend a lot of time and energy feeling angry or aggrieved. Often anger is partnered by hate, another destructive emotion.Anger arrives quickly, in response to an event, action, or perceived insult. By contrast, anger is slow to pass. You might feel long-burning anger that saps your spirit, destroys all your good intentions, and causes you to become an unpleasant person. You will cease to be an optimist, and will lose your sunny, go-getting nature.What can be done to control anger and prevent it from ruining our lives? How to stop being angry? Here are five ways that you can combat the causes of anger.Firstly, you need to change your attitude to the way the world works. You have to accept that sometimes things do go wrong and that people are not always lovely. The actions of other people can be a significant cause of anger.Try to accept that other people do behave in ways that will make you both frustrated and angry. Often, there might be an excellent reason why a person acted in a way that you found unacceptable.Realizing that no-one is perfect is a good start to avoiding getting angry. Also, you need to accept that not everyone has the same standards as you, nor will they behave in the same way that you would in a given situation. This applies to work, day-to-day life, and relationships.When you are in a position of authority, and you give instructions that are not followed, instead of getting angry, look for the reason why. It may be that the person will need further读后强化训练I. 单句语法填空1. American English is (significant) different from British English.2. A (灵活的) retirement age is being considered by Ministers to unify men's and women's pension rights.3. It stands to reason that if you are (考虑周到的) and friendly to people you will get a lot more back.4. Severe damage witnessed the (destruct) force of the storm.5. First we need (identify) actual and potential problems.II.阅读理解1. What do we know about anger according to the article?A. The emergence of anger has a long process.B. Anger cannot be eliminated.C. Anger can have a great impact on your behavior.D. Anger is followed by hatred.2. Which of the following is not a way to control anger?A. Change your attitude to everything in the world.B. Don't take anger as a bad mood.C. Try to find ways to control anger.D. Don't use relaxed forms when angry.3. What is the author's attitude towards anger?A. Contradictory.B. Opposed.C. Conservative.D. Indifferent.词汇积累Ⅰ. 核心词汇1. destructive adj. 破坏(或毁灭)性的2. significant adj. 重要的，有重大意义的3. authority n. 权威；权力4. flexible adj. 灵活的5. identify v. 识别；鉴定；确认6.considerate adj. 考虑周到的；体谅的Ⅱ. 核心短语1. in response to 作为回应2. by contrast 相比之下3. fight against 与…作战4. is beneficial to 有益于5. deal with 处理6.i n conclusion 总而言之Ш. 拓展词汇1. reckless adj. 鲁莽的2. sap n. 液，汁3. mentor n. 导师；顾问4. adrenalin n. 肾上腺素金句赏析1.You might feel long-burning anger that saps your spirit, destroys all your good intentions, and causes you to become an unpleasant person.【句意】你可能会感到长期燃烧的愤怒，这会侵蚀你的精神，破坏你的所有美好愿望，并导致你成为一个不愉快的人。
2025届高三英语二轮复习学案名著阅读之心灵鸡汤精选APocketFullofQuarters
名著阅读之心灵鸡汤精选 A Pocket Full of Quarters 班级：____________学号：____________姓名：____________心灵鸡汤精选A Pocket Full of Quarters嘉奖她一枚25分的硬币。
六周的治疗结束时，她已经收获的一口袋25分的硬币。
当作者想知道她要用零钱买什么玩具时，小女孩却说她要为奶奶买样东西。
Searra, an eight-year-old brain tumor patient, was a “regular” in the Radiation Oncology Department, much like the other patients who came to the cancer center everyday for a five-or six-week period. With my office located near the main entrance, I could hear Searra, also called CC, coming from a distance.Sure enough, she popped her head in every morning around 10:00 A.M. to say “hi” or, more important, to check out the toys and coloring materials I had stashed in my office. Several steps behind, CC’s grandmother, also called Mommie, since she served as her guardian, would trail in as she tried keeping up with CC’s anxious pace.CC was not the least bit interested in hearing more about her cancer or her hair loss. When she walked into the department, it was time to socialize with the staff, who became her instant friends, and to see what kind of masterpiece she could color for Mommie before she was called back for her treatment.I was taken aback by the love CC had for Mommie. Whenever I asked her about home life, school work or how she was feeling, every response referred to her time spent with Mommie, the funny stories they shared and how much she loved her. On numerous occasions, CC made it clear that Mommie was the center of her world.When CC was first treated with radiation therapy, the therapists told her that they would give her a quarter each day if she promised to keep her head still on the treatment table. Certainly, after six weeks of therapy, she had a pocketful of quarters! So on the last day, the therapists wanted to know what big toy she was going to buy with all her change. CC replied, “Oh, I am not going to buy a toy.I am going to buy something for Mommie because of all the nice things she does for me.”CC’s sincerity, unselfishness, warmth and loyalty to Mommie taught me about what is really important in life. She constantly showed that loving others with truecommitment is the best gift you can give another—whether a family member or a friend. Certainly, CC has an excuse to complain or be angry at the world for a childhood totally different from the other children’s in her third-grade class. I have never heard her complain about her bald head, swollen face and body (as a result of the steroids), or low energy level, which keeps her from playing outside. CC continues to live her life the way she chooses, and that includes giving of herself to make the world a better place for others, especially Mommie.CC reminds me to not take those people I love for granted and to look beyond the superficiality that is often found in day-to-day living. I am reminded to be more thankful for what I have today and to not dwell on what is behind me or what lies ahead. CC, just like many other cancer patients, is a true example that we aren’t always dealt the perfect hand, so we have to make the best of what we have today.Anne C. Washburn【词汇过关】请写出下面文单词在文章中的中文意思。
2025届高三英语二轮复习学案名著阅读之心灵鸡汤精选AtFaceValue
名著阅读之心灵鸡汤精选 At Face Value班级：____________学号：____________姓名：____________心灵鸡汤精选At Face Value指定地方看了全部的狗，都没有发觉梦里的那只狗。
就在我快要离开的时候，无意中发觉了它，却被告知已经被别人收养。
后来那家人把那只狗送给了我。
小狗两岁时，我患上癫痫。
About five years ago I had a recurring dream. The message was clear and precise, directing me to go to a specific shelter and adopt a particular dog. It was obvious from the dream that I would know the dog by something unusual about its face. But when I woke up, I could never recall what the unique facial feature was. I could only remember it was important for identifying the right dog.I was very curious and felt compelled to follow the instructions in the dream. So early one Saturday morning, I went to the specified shelter to check the available canine adoptees. After looking carefully at all the dogs, I was disappointed that not one dog had anything unusual about its face. There were lots of cute puppies and just as many appealing older dogs, but I didn’t feel a connection to any of them.On my way out of the shelter, I noticed a box of puppies just outside of view from the main area. My attention was drawn to one puppy in particular, and I decided to take a closer look. The one puppy appeared to have no fur on his face, while the rest of the litter were all black with spots of white. I was worried about the strange-looking pup, and hoped he hadn’t been injured. The puppies were a mix of black Lab and Chesapeake Bay retriever, called Chesapeake Labs. Each pup was named after a type of pasta. The one who had captured my interest was Fettuccine. On closer inspection, I realized he did have fur on his face, but it was a very odd shade of gray that made it look like skin. Satisfied that he was okay, I turned to leave the shelter.And then it hit me: The face—it’s the dog with the unusual face! Immediately, I returned to the puppy and picked him up. As I lifted him from the box, his large and clumsy paws reached over my shoulders to cling tightly to my back. We bonded instantly, and I knew we belonged together. I could not leave without him, so I headedfor the adoption desk. In that short amount of time, the gray-faced pup had wrapped his paws around my heart.Meeting with the adoption counselor, I was informed that a family had already selected him. There was, however, still a slight chance since the family had not made their final decision. They were choosing between Fettuccine, the gray-faced pup, and his littermate, a female named Penne. I decided to wait for their decision.I hung around outside, watching the door. After an anxiety-filled hour, I saw the family leaving the shelter carrying Fettuccine. I began to cry inside. Then I realized a member of the family, the mother, was walking straight toward me. They knew I was awaiting their decision, and I was prepared for the worst. My heart pounded and I stood frozen in place as she approached. For a moment she didn’t say a word or give any indication of her decision, then, with a broad grin, she said, “Here’s yo ur dog.”I was speechless as grateful tears gushed from my eyes. I hugged the puppy to me and again felt those big front paws securely hugging my back. Although I was thankful to have him then, I didn’t know how thankful I would be later.I took the gray-faced pup home and named him Dominic, keeping Fettuccine as his middle name. From the start, he was not at all a typical, rambunctious puppy. He was very calm, serious and didn’t play much. However, he was obedient, intelligent and very attentive. We lived happily together, and as Dom grew into a healthy, robust dog, he became my valued companion.When Dominic was two years old, I was diagnosed with a seizure disorder. I was having full-blown grand mal seizures as well as milder petit mal types. These seizures caused me to collapse into unconsciousness. Upon awakening, I would always find Domon top of me. At first I was not at all happy to have a ninety-pound dog lying on top of me, until I came to realize he was preventing me from hurting myself by restricting my thrashing movements.During mild seizures, Dom stood rock solid, so I could hold onto his front legs until the seizure passed. He was also helpful after a seizure. As I began to regain consciousness, I was aware of his “voice.” Focusing on his barkin g became a means to bring me back to full consciousness. I soon came to rely on Dom to warn me before a seizure would take hold, and we’d work through it together, each of us knowing what we had to do till the crisis passed. Dom was my four-legged medical assistant.During my worst period, I had five grand mal seizures a day. They came without warning, but the force of the seizures and the physical injuries I received were minimized when the vigilant Dom sprang into action. Dominic, the puppy I was led to in a dream, turned out to be a natural-born seizure-assistance dog—a one-in-a-million pup with astounding instincts.For about a year I had seizures every day, then they gradually started to subside.I am now well, and seizure-free. Dom has returned to his previous daily doggy activities, though still watchful of me and ready to be of assistance. He finds ways to help out around the house—and I indulge his sense of duty, since that is what he lives for.Some heroes wear a uniform or a badge; my hero wears fur.Linda Saraco【词汇过关】请写出下面文单词在文章中的中文意思。
2023届高三英语二轮复习学案名著阅读之心灵鸡汤精选ATenthofaMile
名著阅读之心灵鸡汤精选 A Tenth of a Mile班级：____________学号：____________姓名：____________心灵鸡汤精选A Tenth of a Mile【文章梗概】因为不良的饮食习惯和生活习惯，我体重超重，但我并不想改变。
在居家颓废生活的日子里，我偶然浏览到旧时的小伙伴胖子已瘦很多。
第二天，在女友的鼓励下，我从改变饮食入手，到在小区周围散步和走路，再到定跑1/10公里的小目标。
我在放弃和坚持间抉择，一点一滴的进步着。
我终于在一周之内完成了既定目标，增强了运动的信心。
ck bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life. ~J.K.RowlingAll my life, I have been overweight. Many factors have played into that simple fact. Poor eating habits and a picky appetite left me eating bulk amounts of the least nutritious foods. A larger interest in video games thansports left little desire for participating in school activities. Mostly, it was the lack of desire to better myself.Losing my job made matters worse than they ever were as a kid. With plenty of money in my bank account, I decided to coast for a while. Why not enjoy the break? Naturally, my car decided to spring an oil leak a week later. Though still operable, it was in my best interest not to drive here and there.This resulted in my already-deep depression getting even worse. I lounged around my apartment, barely moving. Having my own money meant I could have whatever I wanted for dinner. Often, I ended up ordering pizza. The calories racked up fast. Since I had no scale, I can only guess what the overall damage was.The turning point came from an odd place. One night, scrolling through Facebook, I found a picture of an old school friend. Obesity was no stranger to him back in the day. Weighing well more than me, I imagined he would never change.So imagine my surprise when I saw that he had shrunk to half the size I remembered.I started my process of bettering myself the next day. Getting groceries from the store was step one. Thanks to my girlfriend, my food palate had expanded ever so slightly. A $30 bill for somewhat healthier meals that lasted a week bested $20 deliveries every day. The next step — which I dreaded most — was exercise.I started slow. Running was not on my agenda for a while. I began with walks around the neighborhood, circling the shortest block I could find. Even that was taxing at first. Don’t get me started on the proper regimen I went through next. Push-ups, lunges and squats, oh my!My body ached, and nothing excited me more than the prospect of quitting. My girlfriend’s encouragement was my only deterrent.Then, it happened. My walks eventually expanded to several blocks’ worth. On the fifth day of my fitness binge, I stared far down the road, probably a tenth of a mile in length. That might sound short to some, but back then it might as well have been an ocean wide.“Way too far to run,” I told myself. The rare bursts beyond simple walking had lasted mere seconds. But, in the back of my mind, another voice spoke.It said, “I can do this.”My feet took off without a second thought. Right away, familiar burning pulsed through them, all the way up my legs. Passing parked cars and houses alike, a similar pain throbbed in my lungs. I was desperate for air. Silly me had forgotten my water at home. Nothing was going to help me but stopping. It would have been so simple to stop.“I can do this,” I croaked aloud, sounding like a dying man.My body disagreed. Less than halfway to the end of the street, I started wavering. Running turned to jogging, which turned to a halfhearted trot. It must have been quite a sight for the neighbors. I bet they thought the same thing I did: I should quit.“I can do this,” I said instead.Embellishment might sell this story a little sweeter, but I won’t lie. By the end, I came up a little short. Thirty feet or so divided me from my goal. I thought myself a fool. Clearly, I was never going to make it. But when I looked back, I couldn’t believe my eyes. The distance seemed farther then, after almost crossing it all. After months of doing nothing but sitting and eating, I had almost achieved my desire in less than a week.I’d call it breathtaking, but you can blame th e running on that.Ignoring the agony, I walked home and performed my workout. I must have lain down for hours after my shower. Yet, throughout it all, my smile never faded. By morning, I was ready to take on the challenge again. And, to my surprise, I surpassedit. I blazed through the stop sign and rounded the corner, not halting until I returned to my apartment.My physical and mental health improved hand-in-hand. The farther I pushed myself, the better I felt. It’s been a month now. While I haven’t comp letely escaped thoughts of giving up, they’re quieter now. Quieter than the voice that urged me forward, a voice I scarcely recognized as my own.“I can do this.”【词汇过关】请写出下面文单词在文章中的中文意思。
高考励志语录英语110句
高考励志语录英语110句高考励志语录英语1、Keep trying no matter how hard it seems t will get easier 坚持不懈，难也变易。
2、Wisdom in the mind is better than money in the hand 脑中有知识，胜过手中有金钱。
3、Self-distrust is the cause of most of our failures 我们绝大多数的失败都是因为缺乏自信之故。
4、By reading we enrich the mind; by conversation we polish it 读书可以使我门的思想充实，谈话使其更臻完美。
5、Better to light one candle than to curse the darkness 与其诅咒黑暗，不如燃起蜡烛。
6、Four short words sum up what has lifted most successful individuals above the crowd: a little bit more 成功的秘诀就是四个简单的字：多一点点。
7、Difficult circumstances serve as a textbook of life for people 困难坎坷是人们的生活教科书。
8、To an optimist every change is a change for the better 对于乐观者总是越变越好。
9、Never underestimate your power to change yourself! 永远不要低估你改变自我的能力!10、Difficult circumstances serve as a textbook oflife for people 困难坎坷是人们的生活教科书。
11、True mastery of any skill takes a lifetime 对任何技能的掌握都需要一生的刻苦操练。
2025届高三英语二轮复习学案名著阅读之心灵鸡汤精选TheCodeoftheRoad
名著阅读之心灵鸡汤精选 The Code of the Road班级：____________学号：____________姓名：____________心灵鸡汤精选The Code of the Road人道理——父亲曾经帮一位路人换轮胎而不求回报，只求自己的妻女遇到困难时也能得到同样的帮助。
多年后的一天我的车在高速上抛锚，一位卡车司机如父亲当年所做，帮我换了轮胎，也说了和父亲一样的话，此时我体会到了助人为乐的“马路法则”，并深深感谢父亲和帮助过我的好心人。
Blessed are those that can give without remembering and take without forgetting.~Elizabeth BibescoAs the daughter of a truck driver and a secretary, I grew up knowing my mother far better than my father. As a young child I was “Daddy’s little girl,” but then I hit those teen years and my relationship with my father no longer existed. He had spent most of my life on the road, leaving before 4:00 A.M. and arriving home well after my bedtime. By the time I was old enough to stay up past 9:00 P.M., I was no longer Daddy’s little girl, I was a teenager. Now we were strangers—I didn’t know him and he couldn’t have known me. It was almo st as if one day he went out on the truck, and, when he returned, I was 13. It took me years to understand that he had no idea what to do with me. He didn’t know how to handle a teenage girl with crazedhormone s and a big mouth. The little girl who adore d her daddy was replaced by a horrendous teen who liked nothing better than to have the last word in every argument. And so began a lesson I will never forget...I was a rebellious teenager with big dreams and an open mind. During the hardest parts of my life, I believe my mother sustained me. When she attempted to guide me, of course I fought every inch of the way. But she never let go—she held on for dear life, and finally I outgrew those raging hormones and outrageous behaviors. It was during this time that I learned an important lesson from my father. A lesson of strength, love, honesty and kindness.One evening he returned from another day on the truck, probably delivering cargo to Brooklyn, the Bronx, Harlem or Philadelphia. He told us how that afternoon he was on the highway and saw a woman opening her trunk to take out a spare tire. He stopped, introduced himself and proceeded to take over the task of changing theblown-out tire. While he jacke d up the car, the woman told him how grateful she was for his kindness. She said people’s fear of crime in urban areas often dissuade local people from stopping to help one another. When Dad finished changing the tire and returning all of the equipment to the trunk of her car, she offered him a $20 bill for his help. He smiled at her and said, “No need. I have a wife and a daughter who just started driving, and my only hope is that if ever one of them breaks down on the side of the road, someone honest and friendly will stop and do for them what I just did for you.” He said good-bye and headed back to the 18-wheeler he had left with its motor running on the shoulder of the road.This was a side of my father I didn’t see often. Instead, thro ughout my life, my Brooklyn-Italian father nonchalantly taught me the rules of the road and life through loud funny stories shared boisterously with his trucking buddies at family parties. Through the laughter, I heard explanations of “on the road” safe pl aces to sleep, where to eat, definitions of respect, honesty and hard work, and “blue collar” survival. I was 24 years old before I realized how much I had really learned from him.In 1992, I moved from my parents’ New Jersey home to an apartment in easter n Kansas, where I worked as a volunteer for a civil rights organization. During those three and a half years I traveled almost continuously. One day, the 12-year-old daughter of a friend suggested we head to western Kansas to join the “Walk Across America for Mother Earth.” As a firm believer in recycling and saving our environment, I agreed. The next day I borrowed my roommate’s car for the four-hour trip.We were almost halfway there when the left rear tire blew out. I maintained control of the car and pulled off of I-70onto the shoulder of the road. Quite shook-up took a deep breath and got out of the car. I went into the trunk for the spare tire. As I was removing the jack, an 18-wheeler went flying past us at top speed. I was positioning the jack when I heard the screeching of air brakes across the road. I looked up to see a trucker running across four lane s of interstate to our aid. The trucker explained that the driver of the previous 18-wheeler radioed ahead informing him that we were in trouble. He introduced himself, asked where we were going and took the jack from my hands. Within 20 minutes, the tire was changed and the jack was placed back in the trunk.I was instructed by the driver to stop at the first auto plaza for a new tire. He explained tha t the spare “donut” could not make that round-trip. As we said our good-byes, I reached into my pocket and offered him a $20 bill for his help. He smiled and said in his Midwestern accent, “I have a daughter just about the same age as you—the only thanks I need is to hope that if she ever breaks down on the road, someone honest would stop to help her as I’ve done with you.” I heard my own father’s Brooklyn dialect repeating almost the same sentiment. I told the driver about my father and his experience in New Jersey. The truck driver smiled, and as he crossed the interstate, he turned and said, “Your daddy’s a good man . . . he knows the code of the road.”I stopped at the next auto plaza to replace the tire. Using my calling card, I then dialed my parents’ number, knowing everyone would be at work. I left a message for my father telling him about the truck driver who helped me and thanking Dad for knowing the code of the road.Special thanks from a trucker’s little girl to all of the drivers who know and understand the code of the road . . . especially the two gentlemen in Kansas who helped me!Michele H. Vignola【词汇过关】请写出下面文单词在文章中的中文意思。
2025届高三英语二轮复习学案名著阅读之心灵鸡汤精选APerfectExchange
名著阅读之心灵鸡汤精选 A Perfect Exchange班级：____________学号：____________姓名：____________心灵鸡汤精选A Perfect Exchange化妆品上。
一枚饰针是她唯一的配饰。
一件美丽的裙子，只有在正式场合才穿。
今年姨妈和我们一起过圣诞节。
我为姨妈打算的礼物——迷人的果酱，一个红色蝴蝶结。
当姨妈打开礼物时，她特别激烈。
而姨妈送给我的礼物是几本她的亲笔日记和她一生最宠爱的饰针，我视之为珍宝。
这个圣诞节我和姨妈都收到了彼此最宠爱的礼物，这个圣诞节令我至今难忘。
An aunt is someone special to remember with warmth, think of with pride, and cherish with love.~Author UnknownThe unexpected, tube-shaped gift from Aunt Maisy was wrapped in familiar paper —the same wallpaper that had graced her outhouse walls. I giggled to myself thinking how my thrifty aunt had saved that scrap of leftover wallpaper in her attic for years.Hard as I tried, I couldn’t imagine what Aunt Maisy, who was not one to s pend money on store-bought “gifts,” would possibly be giving me for Christmas! We had never exchanged gifts before. In fact, we only saw her and Uncle Chill a couple of times a year in the summer when Dad would drive us nearly a hundred miles to visit them.But Uncle Chill was gone now, and Mom and Dad had coaxed Aunt Maisy into coming to spend Christmas with us. They hoped she might stay since, according to Mom, she wasn’t well enough to live on her own anymore.I hadn’t planned on fitting a gift for Aunt Maisy into my Christmas budget, but Mom insisted I buy her something. I browsed through Eaton’s and drooled over the boxed chocolates, thinking what a great gift they’d make since she would have to share them with me! But I remembered Aunt Maisy was not supposed to eat anything with sugar because she had diabetes.I sprayed my coat with perfumes from the test bottles, but I knew Aunt Maisy would scold me for wasting money on store-bought toiletries that she claimed were “far too expensive” and “good for nothing but making you sneeze.”I rummaged through bins of scarves, shawls, and handkerchiefs, but nothing seemed suitable for Aunt Maisy, who wasn’t one to wear frilly or fancy things. Sheonly had one good dress, which she wore to church or when she was having company.I admired an endless array of jewellery, but all the glistening strings of beads, chains, earrings and bracelets seemed far too flashy. The only piece of jewellery I ever recalled seeing my aunt wear was a tiny,enameled strawberry brooch, which Uncle Chill had given her when they were young and courting. Whenever she wore her good dress, the little brooch was pinned to its collar.It was nearing noon, but I still hadn’t found anything suitable for Aunt Maisy!I figured I’d pop into the drugstore and buy myself some bubblegum before meeting Dad.As I stood in line while people were getting their prescriptions filled, I spotted the cutest little jars of jam I had ever seen! There were three little jars per set, nestled in a pretty red tartan box with a cellophane front. But what really caught my eye was the word on the sign above the boxes. It read “diabetic” and stated that the jams were “sugar-free” and “doctor approved.”My heart was pounding with excitement as I remembered hearing Aunt Maisy tell Mom how much she missed her “sweets.” I eagerly chose the box that contained three of her favourite backyard fruits: gooseberry, strawberry and currant. I paid the cashier, who talked me into buying a red bow with my leftover change from the purchase.To this very day, I can still picture the look of delight on Aunt Maisy’s face as she opened her gift from me! She fusse d and fussed as though the box of jams was the finest gift she had ever received. I hadn’t expected my gift to give her such pleasure, and I was even more surprised at the unexpected joy I felt in watching her open it. She even asked Mom to pin the red bow onto her collar, and it was only then I noticed Aunt Maisy was not wearing her beloved strawberry brooch.Finally, my turn came to peel the outhouse wallpaper off the funny, tube-shaped gift. Tucked inside the tube were several old, yellowed notebooks, which we call “scribblers” in Canada, rolled up and bound with rubber bands, along with a tiny box that rattled when it was shaken.I slipped the bands off the scribblers and found the fragile pages were filled with Aunt Maisy’s handwriting.In her journals, she had recorded all of our summer visits and the things we did together —things I took for granted. I never realised, until then, how much she and Uncle Chill had cherished the time we spent together. And inside the tiny box was Aunt Ma isy’s beloved strawberry brooch.Today, the scribblers and the precious little pin are two of my most prized possessions. And that Christmas of so long ago still holds a special place in my heart.— Linda Gabris —【词汇过关】请写出下面文单词在文章中的中文意思。
心灵鸡汤经典语录英文(优秀10篇)
心灵鸡汤经典语录英文（优秀10篇）英文心灵鸡汤语录篇一只要我们尽力做了，谁都可以成为自己的英雄。
As long as we do our best, everyone can be their own hero.要相信梦里能到达的地方，总有一天脚步也能到达。
To believe that the dream can reach the place, one day the pace can alsoarrive.不干，固然遇不着失败，也绝对遇不着成功。
If you don't do it, you won't encounter failure or success.只有让员工身心彻底释放，走向市场才有无限能量！Only when employees are fully released can they go to the market withunlimited energy!只要努力拼搏，永不放弃，就有无限的可能性。
As long as you work hard and never give up, there are infinitepossibilities.人生重要的不是所占的位置，而是所朝的方向。
What matters in life is not the position, but the direction.爱情就像是终极密码，每个人都千方百计解读它。
Love is like the ultimate code, everyone tries to interpret it.狼知道如何用最小的代价，换取最大的回报。
The wolf knows how to get the biggest return with the least cost.诚信就像人身上不可缺的钙，没钙的还能算作人吗？Honesty is like the indispensable calcium in people. Can't those withoutcalcium be counted as people?有了梦想，才有动力，有了动力，才能实现梦想。
心灵鸡汤经典语录英文
心灵鸡汤经典语录英文1、真正重要的不是生命里的岁月，而是岁月中的生活。
What really matters is not the years in life, but the life in the years.2、Friendship doubles your joys, and divides your sorrows.朋友的作用，就是让你快乐加倍，痛苦减半。
3、When you long for something sincerely, the whole world will help you.当你真心渴望某样东西时，整个宇宙都会来帮忙。
4、Say your love today, the chance may come late.爱就要勇敢表白，谁知道明天和意外哪个先来。
5、Theres a crack in everything.Thats how the light gets in.万物皆有裂痕，那是光照进的地方。
6、Do something today that your future self will thank you for.让未来的你，感谢今天的你所付出的努力。
7、You miss 100% of the shots you never take.不试，100%没希望。
(希尼·克罗斯比)8、Things have a way of working out when you least expect it.山重水复疑无路，柳暗花明又一村。
《绯闻女孩》9、Whatever your past has been, you have a spotless future.无论过去如何，未来总是崭新的。
10、Dare and the world always yields.大胆挑战，世界总会让步。
(W.M、萨克雷)11、With enough hard work and dedication, anything is possible.努力过，付出过，就没什么不可能!12、Happiness consists in contentment.知足常乐。
2023届高三英语二轮复习学案名著阅读之心灵鸡汤精选ADoseofCompassion
名著阅读之心灵鸡汤精选 A Dose of Compassion班级：____________学号：____________姓名：____________心灵鸡汤精选A Dose of Compassion防万一，我将诊断结果告知了校长和学校诊所护士Janice。
在学校不慎摔倒后Janice细心为我抹药包扎，并关切询问我的近况。
她的温柔关怀触及我内心最脆弱的地方，让我瞬间破防。
Janice的一剂同情，一剂善良，以及倾听的耳朵温暖了我和无数像一年级生Jonny那样进入诊所的孩子们。
There never was any heart truly great and generous that was not also tender and compassionate.~Robert SouthAny first-year elementary teacher knows that half the children she sends to the nurse aren’t sick at all. But what’s a teacher to do? If she sends him and he isn’t sick, he misses a math test. But if she doesn’t send him and he i s sick, he may throw up all over the classroom. It is that thought that makes even veteran teachers tremble.So she sends little Johnny to the clinic. He practically skips down the hall with the clinic pass clutched tightly in his little fist. After five or ten minutes he returns to the classroom. The paraphernalia he brings back tells the story: two saltine crackers for a tummy ache, a Dixie cup with ice for a sore throat, or a Band-Aid for anything that involves even the most microscopicspeck of blood. He walks back into class proudly displaying the proof that he was indeed declared to be in need of medical attention by a trained professional. At our school, her name is Nurse Janice.I had been teaching for nine years when I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis,a chronic and unpredictable disease. The diagnosis brought with it worry, and surprisingly, relief. It meant that there was a name for my suffering. There was a reason for my debilitatingfatigue and weakness. But it also meant that life changes would occur over which I had no control.Learning about the disease and how to cope with it filled my time and my thoughts. The fatigue was unbearable. No matter how much I slept or rested, I was still tired. On the outside I looked the same; no one would have suspected a thing. But the truthwas, my health was deteriorating. Daily injections slowed the progression of the disease, but I was fighting an invisible enemy. And I hated it. I began losing strength in my right leg, which caused me to limp when I was tired. And when I started losing my balance, stumbling and staggering, it was just one more indignity to add to the list. Still, I bravely and stoically continued to teach.After a lot of thought, I decided to tell only two people at work about my diagnosis: the principal and the school nurse.“I want you to know just in case,” I explained to Nurse Janice. “I don’t expect anything to ever happen at work. But if it does you’ll know my medical history.”“Thank you, Karen,” she said, looking into my eyes. “And how are you with all of this?”“I’m fine,” I said, still in denial. “I’m fine. But I don’t want anybody to know, okay?”“This is between you and me,” she promised.A few months later, her promise would be tested. As I was hurrying across the classroom one day, I stumbled. In an instant I was falling. My arm slammed into a desk as I fell to the floor, where I landed on my stomach. A coworker rushed to my side. Tears started to well as I slowly got up.When I entered the clinic, Nurse Janice looked up. “Karen, what’s wrong?”“I fell,” I managed to say.“Keep an eye on the kids in the clinic,” she said to the nearby receptionist.She led me to an empty office next to the clinic and shut the door behind her.I sat down holding my arm as she knelt in front of me, gently wiggling my pant leg up to reveal a badly skinned knee. “This might sting a little,” she said, putting ointment on it.She asked questions and reassured me. Her eyes were kind and comforting. I felt as if I was her only patient, and that she had all the time in the world. She carefully bandaged my knee and then looked at my upper arm, which was already turning purple over an area the size of a brick.She put her hand on mine and asked, “How are you?”“Well, my arm is starting to hurt and . . . ” I started.“No,” she said softly. “How are you?”I knew her question wasn’t about a skinned knee or a bruised arm. The questionwas deeper. My life had been turned upside down with the diagnosis of MS and I hadn’t cried a single tear. But now I cried . . . and cried. I wept for lost dreams and an uncertain future. I sobbed deeply, from the core of my being. She consoled me, and then I cried some more. When the tears slowed and then finally stopped, she brought me a cold, wet paper towel to put over my swollen eyes.“Take as much time as you need,” she soothed.When I was ready to reenter the world again, I followed her back to the clinic to get a bag of ice for my arm. Kids were lined up to see the nurse; one with tear-streaked cheeks, another holding her stomach, and a few more sat waiting to tell their stories.As I walked out of the clinic, I glanced back and had to smile. Nurse Janice was on her knees, with the face of a small child cupped gently in her hands. This is what she does day after day, I thought. Students come and go. Sick or not, they get a dose of compassion, a dose of kindness, and a listening ear. They get a moment to be the only one in the room.Healing takes place in that little clinic with the cartoon posters. It takes place while sitting on a green vinyl bed, with a nurse looking into the eyes of a child and listening, really listening, to what is said, and to what isn’t said. And the cup of ice or saltine crackers he takes back to class may not prove to his teacher that he was truly hurting. But it is proof to one small child . . . and me . . . that in that moment, we are more important than anyone else in the world.【词汇过关】请写出下面文单词在文章中的中文意思。
2023届高三英语二轮复习学案名著阅读之心灵鸡汤WithEveryFootstep
高三英语培优•名着阅读之心灵鸡汤精选With Every Footstep 班级:学号：姓名：【文章梗概】一由于队友受伤，我幸运也成为了跳马决赛的替补队员。
虽然我非常惊讶并且紧张害怕，但我抓住这次宝贵的机会。
在队长和家人的支持下，我信心满满地参加决赛，但在起跳过程中步伐仓促，最后导致落地不稳。
我非常羞愧。
在家人的安慰下，我重拾信心参加第二天的平衡木决赛,以享受比赛的心态参加平衡木决赛，我完美地完成了动作，意料之外获得了金牌。
You have made known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence....Ps. 16:11I was not only a little surprised, hut worried to find myself in the Finals at the 1996 Olympic Games when Kerri Strug was forced to pull out as a result of an ankle injury. I had done well during the team competition, but had just missed qualifying for the Vault Finals competition. When my coach, Steve, and I were Mified that I'd become eligible to compete in this event, I wasn't feeling prepared to be Kerri's replacement.My first reaction was, How can I? Duc to an extremely sore wrist, I had not been able to work a second vault. Vault Finals require that the gymnast compete on two vaults from two different vault families. This was a moment when all of my gymnastics experience had to be there (o support me. Steve encouraged me lo give il a try.Once I recovered from the initial shock, I knew that I didn't want to give up the opportunity to compete in another event of the 1996 Olympics. I fully intended to give it my best shot from that moment forward. With a positive attitude, and with support from Steve and my parents, I gave it everything I had during my workouts, and they went great. I didn't miss a single vault-even while wanning up for the actual competition. I focused on how great an opportunity it was to be given the chance to compete.However, my positive altitude and joy quickly turned to tears of embarrassment and discouragement. When the time came to compete, i sprinied hard down the runway, hut as I approached the 父beard、I knew that my steps were off. I was not coming onto the vault horse at the right place! In an instant, it was all over. I had missed placing one of my hands down on the horse, which resulted in my performing an oidrci史eous flip in the air and landing on my seat right in front of literally hundreds of thousands of people! I felt the hot flush of embarrassment swimming from my stomach straight up to my bright red face.As soon as the event was over, I headed up to the USA gymnastics suite, where I knew my parents would be waiting for me. My tears were flowing pretty freely, so my parents took me aside so that we could have a little privacy. I try always to place my trust in God to direct my path. I never pray to win, but I always ask God to help me do my best. I had been so full of joy and confidence going into the competition. What had happened?Mom asked me if I remembered the poem Footprints that hung on (he wall of my room. She reminded me that God had always been walking with me. Never had he abandoned me. Maybe it was time for me to allow God to carry me. Rather than be worried about once again failing, I could remember that I didn't have to do this all by myself. All I needed to remember was that God is always by my side. Instead of dreadin父 Beam Finals the next day, 1 needed to be grateful for the opportunity to express the talent that God had given me, and not to be concerned about winning or losing.The next evening, I was calm and at peace while I waited for my turn to compete. When I mounted the beam, I heard a man yell at someone in the crowd, “Turn your [camera] flash off!'' I consciou小 thought, 44How sweet of him to be concerned about my welfare.^^ A camera flash can cause an accident that could potentially end a career, or worse. It struck me that I had never before heard what was going on around me when I was competing. I was usually so iremendous卜 focused, I had blocked out everything else. But that night,s competition was different from any other. I felt an emotional connection with the audience whose love of gymnastics, and the athletes who represented the sport, seemed to completely surround me. At that moment, I was able to let in all the joy of the evening, of being in the Olympic Games, and of the sport of gymnastics.I took a few calming breaths and thanked God for being with me, and for the talent that he has given me. And then, I went for it!I aced my routine! I felt so great when my feel hit the mat. I honestly had no idea as to whether or not I would win a medal. But at that moment, medals truly did not matter. I had accomplished something far greater than a world record in gymnastics. I had felt the comfort and strength of God's presence with every footstep of the routine.I took home an Olympic Gold Medal to remind me of that night. But the night was golden in more ways than one. I will always treasure in my heart what it is like to experience God's presence.ShannonMiller【词汇过关】请写出下面文单词在文章中的中文意思。
英语的心灵鸡汤
英语的心灵鸡汤励志英语心灵鸡汤语录11、Happiness is not about being rich, rather being satisfied with what we have.幸福不是变的富裕，而是满足我们所拥有的。
2、Failing after great attempts is a glory.多次尝试后的失败是一种荣耀。
3、Books carry more treasure than a pot of gold coins. Read more books.比起一罐金币，书籍能带给你更多的财富。
阅读更多的书籍。
4、Success is not a destination, but a lifetime journey. Continue with your efforts.成功不是目的地，而是一生的旅程。
继续努力。
5、Positive thinking provides more energy, more ideas and more happiness.积极的思考能提供更多的能量，更多的想法和更多的快乐。
6、There can be only one man who never makes any mistake. He is the one who do nothing. Mistakes make you perfect and help you learn.只有一个人从不犯错误。
就是他什么也不做。
错误使你完美并帮助你学习。
7、The worst thing than being a blind person is having no vision with sight.比变成盲人更糟糕的事情是没有视野。
8、The greatest wisdom of life is kindness. It costs nothing.人生最大的智慧就是善良。
它不付出任何成本。
9、Forgiveness is the quality of the strong people. Weaker people can never forgive.Forgiving cost you nothing.宽恕是强者的品质。
心灵鸡汤的高三英语作文
心灵鸡汤的高三英语作文English Version: The Power of Positive ThinkingTitle: Nourishing the Soul: The高三 (Senior Year) Journey and the Power of Positive ThinkingHigh school is a pivotal time in the lives of young adults, and for those of us in our senior year, it is a period of intense study, self-discovery, and preparation for the future. It is during these formative years that we often encounter the concept of "chicken soup for the soul," or the motivational stories and words of wisdom that can inspire and uplift us.Positive thinking is more than just an optimistic outlook on life; it is a powerful tool that can help us navigate the challenges of senior year. It is the mental and emotional equivalent of a warm bowl of chicken soup on a cold day—it nourishes us from the inside out.In the face of exams, college applications, and the pressures of teenage life, it's easy to become overwhelmed. However, by adopting a positive mindset, we can transform these challenges into opportunities for growth. Each test is not just an assessment but a chance to learn, each essay is a story waiting to be told, and each day is a new beginning.The power of positive thinking is not only about self-belief but also about resilience. When we encounter setbacks, it is our positive attitude that helps us to pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and keep moving forward. It is the quiet strength that resides within each of us, waiting to be tapped into.Moreover, positive thinking has a ripple effect on those around us. When we choose to see the good in people and situations, we inspire others to do the same. It is a form of leadership that can bring about positive change in our school community and beyond.In conclusion, the journey through senior year is a complex and challenging one, but it is also filled with opportunities for growth and self-improvement. The power of positive thinking is a guiding light thatcan illuminate our path, providing us with the strength and inspiration we need to succeed. Let us embrace this power, nourish our souls, and continue our journey with hope and determination.Chinese Version: 积极思考的力量标题：滋养心灵：高三旅程与积极思考的力量高中是青少年生活中一个关键时期，对于我们这些高三学生来说，这是一个紧张学习、自我发现和为未来做准备的时期。
心灵鸡汤语录英语
心灵鸡汤语录英语心灵鸡汤语录英语1、Great minds have purpose, others have wishes.杰出的人有着目标，其他人只有愿望。
2、Being single is better than being in an unfaithful relationship.比起谈着充满欺骗的恋爱，单身反而更好。
3、If you find a path with no obstacles, it probably doesn’t lead anywhere.太容易的路，可能根本就不能带你去任何地方。
4、Getting out of bed in winter is one of life’s hardest mission.冬天，将自己从被窝里掏出来，是人生最难的任务之一了。
5、The future is scary but you can’t just ru n to the past cause it’s familiar.未来会让人心生畏惧，但是我们却不能因为习惯了过去，就逃回过去。
6、I love it when I catch you looking at me then you smile and look away.我喜欢这样的时刻：我抓到你正在看我，你笑了，然后害羞地别过脸去。
7、Having a calm smile to face with being disdained indicates kind of confidence.被轻蔑的时候能平静的一笑，这是一种自信。
8、Success is the ability to go from one failure to another with no loss of enthusiasm.成功是，你即使跨过一个又一个失败，但也没有失去热情。
9、Not everything that is faced can be changed, but nothing can be changed until it is faced.并不是你面对了，任何事情都能改变。
心灵鸡汤英语
心灵鸡汤英语1. Believe in yourself and all that you are. Know that there is something inside you that is greater than any obstacle.相信自己，相信自己的价值。
知道你内心的力量比任何障碍都要强大。
2. The only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it.做出伟大的成就的唯一途径就是热爱自己的工作。
如果你还没有找到，就继续寻找，不要妥协。
因为所有涉及内心的事情，你会知道什么时候找到了。
3. The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.生命中最大的荣耀不在于从不跌倒，而在于每次跌倒后都能重新站起来。
4. Life is a journey, and if you fall in love with the journey, you will be in love forever.生命是一段旅程，如果你爱上了这段旅程，你将会永远爱着它。
5. Success is not the key to happiness. Happiness is the key to success. If you love what you are doing, you will be successful.成功不是幸福的关键，幸福才是成功的关键。
如果你热爱自己的工作，你就会成功。
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Bound to Forgive
By Steve Goodier
Writer Norman Cousins said that life is an adventure in forgiveness. I think Fr. Lawrence Martin Jenco would agree.
In 1984, Fr. Jenco traveled to Beirut, dedicated to help the poorest of the poor. On January 8, 1985, he was kidnapped by Shiite Muslim extremists and held hostage for 564 days. He endured imprisonment, beatings, illness and heartbreaking periods of sorrow and loneliness. Several years after his release, he wrote a book (BOUND TO FORGIVE, Ave Maria Press, 1995) about his experiences in captivity and, more importantly, about the power of love and forgiveness.
Fr. Jenco tells about being taped like a mummy from his ankles to the top of his head each time he was transported from one place to another. He described being forced to breathe only from his nose as his mouth was stuffed with a cloth and taped shut.
He tells of times when his captors said they were going to kill him and he waited for the bullet to go through his head. Other times he was dressed up and told he was going home, only to have his spirits dashed when he was later informed they were teasing.
He remembers being chained hand and foot, donning a plastic bag on his head, and left in a
two-foot by six-foot closet. And he remembers his stench when he was denied washing for over four months.
He was later asked what lesson those of us who haven't been in such a position can learn from his experience and apply to our daily living. He said, "Just look at the madness that goes on in the world today. We lug our hates and our bigotry and prejudices from generation to generation and we pass [them] on.... We [must] stop and look at each other and say, 'I am so sorry for the hurt I caused you. I ask your forgiveness.' And then [we must] extend forgiveness and... receive forgiveness. Somewhere along the line we are going to have to do that. We're all bound to forgive."
Fr. Jenco has forgiven and can attest to the power of forgiveness. And though our hurt may not be the same as his, it is no less real. We, too, are "bound" to forgive. For when we covenant with life to earnestly forgive whatever hurts come our way, we see amazing results. We find inner peace and, often, improved physical health as well. As Dr. O. A. Battista says, "One of the most lasting pleasures you can experience is the feeling that comes over you when you genuinely forgive an enemy -- whether he knows it or not."
I've come to realize that genuine forgiveness is crucial if any of us will find peace. Whether or not it restores a broken relationship, it sets our own hearts free. Those who will be bound by the promise to sincerely forgive, will be freed from the bonds of the past. Those are Fr. Jenco's words: "We're all bound to forgive." And those who are bound to forgive are bound to be happy.。