第10课 The Red Rose
redredrose诗歌英文
红红的玫瑰是一首苏格兰诗人罗伯特·彭斯（Robert Burns）的诗作，这首诗在苏格兰以及全世界范围内都享有盛誉。
以下是对这首著名诗歌的详细解读：1. 背景红红的玫瑰是苏格兰文学史上的经典之作，由苏格兰诗人罗伯特·彭斯于1794年所作。
彭斯是苏格兰浪漫主义诗歌的代表人物，他以其深情的诗歌和对自然的热爱而闻名于世。
《红红的玫瑰》是彭斯的代表作之一，也是他的情诗中最具代表性的作品之一。
2. 诗歌内容《红红的玫瑰》以一朵红色玫瑰为象征，表达了诗人对爱情的倾慕和渴望。
诗中描述了诗人对心爱女子的感情之深，以及对她美丽的赞美之情。
整首诗以优美的语言，细腻的描绘了爱情的美好与纯洁，感人至深。
3. 诗歌风格《红红的玫瑰》采用了较为典雅的韵文形式，使用了苏格兰方言和词汇，使诗歌充满了浓厚的苏格兰文化氛围。
诗人通过优美的语言和细腻的描绘，展现了浪漫主义诗歌的魅力，将读者带入了一个充满爱与美的精神境界。
4. 诗歌意义《红红的玫瑰》通过对红玫瑰的赞美，表达了诗人内心对爱情的敬仰和珍视。
这首诗歌不仅是对爱情的赞颂，同时也是对女性美丽和纯洁的歌颂。
诗歌中的情感真挚动人，给人以鼓舞和启发，是一首经典的爱情诗歌。
5. 影响《红红的玫瑰》作为苏格兰文学的杰出代表之一，已经成为苏格兰文化的一部分，被广泛传诵和赞美。
诗歌中表达的情感永恒而深刻，感染了无数人的心灵，被誉为爱情诗歌中的经典之作。
总结：红红的玫瑰是苏格兰诗人罗伯特·彭斯的经典作品，以其深情的情感和优美的语言赞美了爱情和女性的美丽。
这首诗歌无论在诗歌形式上还是在情感上都体现了彭斯浪漫主义诗歌的独特魅力，对后世影响深远，是一首值得珍藏的经典之作。
《红红的玫瑰》这首诗歌不仅仅是对爱情和美的赞美，更深刻地反映了诗人罗伯特·彭斯对世界的热爱和对人性的关怀。
在这首诗中，诗人用红红的玫瑰象征爱情，表达了人类对美好事物的向往和对纯洁爱情的追求。
红色的玫瑰代表了热情、浪漫和活力，而这些也正是诗人在爱情中所体验到的情感。
red red rose解析
Robert burns
Brief IntroduБайду номын сангаасtion of Burns
Born: 25 January 1759
Alloway ,Ayrshire,Scotland 英国苏格兰西南部埃尔郡阿洛韦村庄
Died: 21 July 1796
Dumfries, Scotland 英国苏格兰南部旧郡:敦夫里斯
莎拉的弟弟麦克· 斯维因年轻气盛，带领民众游行而 被抓进了监狱。与此同时，罗伯特也并没有摆脱当 局的监视，于是，他们以无罪释放作为条件，让身 为医生的麦克· 斯维偷偷将一种能致人死亡的慢性毒 药用在罗伯特身上。麦克· 斯维接受了交换条件。 罗伯特仍坚持写文章为广大民众倾诉心声，但 他的身体却日渐衰弱，加上薪水每况愈下，一家人 的生活陷入了窘境。这时，玛丽娅突然出现，鼓励 病入膏肓的罗伯特不要放弃信念，并承诺帮他照顾 妻子和孩子，罗伯特在幸福之中永远地离开了……
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诗歌背景 罗伯特· 彭斯出生在一个贫穷的家庭，但幸运的是，他从小就接 受了良好的教育，这也使得他在音乐和诗歌方面的天分得以展露。 年轻的罗伯特和镇上的姑娘吉恩相爱了，但因为卑微的社会地位和 不安定的生活，遭到吉恩父亲的强烈反对。然而罗伯特出众的才华 令吉恩十分痴迷，尽管没有得到家人的祝福，她还是嫁给了罗伯特。 不久，才华出众的罗伯特进入了当地的税务机关，成了一名税 务员，并由此结识了当地的酿酒大户沃尔特夫妇、伯爵的女儿莎拉 和她的弟弟麦克· 斯维。沃尔特的妻子玛丽娅出身贵族，相识之初， 她那种冷傲清高、盛气凌人的模样令罗伯特颇有些反感。但在他诗 歌的魅力感召下，玛丽娅渐渐露出了她多愁善感的一面。原来，多 年前，沃尔特在玛丽娅一家陷入严重的经济困境时，慷慨相助，于 是玛丽娅就成了家庭的牺牲品，被迫嫁给了沃尔特，没有爱情的包 办婚姻令玛丽娅毫无幸福感，丈夫又背着她和女仆厮混，因此玛丽 娅一直过昏暗无趣的生活。对诗歌的共同热爱让罗伯特和玛丽娅之 间不知不觉地产生了浓烈的情感，玛丽娅更是像是重获了新生，无 可救药地爱上了罗伯特。
三年级上册英语教案-Lesson10Red,Yellow,Blue,Green冀教版(三起)
教案：三年级上册英语教案 Lesson 10 Red, Yellow, Blue,Green教材：冀教版（三起）教学目标：1. 能够听懂、会说、会读颜色单词red, yellow, blue, green。
2. 能够用英语描述物品的颜色。
3. 培养学生的观察能力和表达能力。
教学内容：1. 学习颜色单词red, yellow, blue, green。
2. 学习句型 "What color is it? It's " 用来描述物品的颜色。
3. 学习颜色相关的词汇和表达方式。
教学重点与难点：1. 重点：学习颜色单词red, yellow, blue, green，以及句型"What color is it? It's "2. 难点：能够正确运用句型描述物品的颜色。
教具与学具准备：1. 教具：彩色物品（如红色笔、黄色笔记本、蓝色玩具、绿色衣服等）、彩色卡片、PPT。
2. 学具：学生用书、练习本、彩笔。
教学过程：Step 1: 热身（5分钟）1. 教师与学生用中文进行简单的颜色交流，如询问学生喜欢的颜色，并用中文描述物品的颜色。
2. 引导学生说出自己身上或周围物品的颜色。
Step 2: 引入（10分钟）1. 教师展示彩色物品，如红色笔、黄色笔记本、蓝色玩具、绿色衣服等，并引导学生用中文说出它们的名字。
2. 教师用英语重复颜色单词，如"This is red. This is yellow. This is blue. This is green."Step 3: 新课内容（10分钟）1. 教师引导学生学习颜色单词red, yellow, blue, green，并用PPT展示单词的图片和例句。
2. 教师带领学生朗读单词和例句，并让学生模仿发音。
Step 4: 实践环节（10分钟）1. 教师组织学生进行小组活动，学生互相描述对方身上或周围物品的颜色。
The-Nightngale-and-the-Rose-夜莺与玫瑰--原文及译文复习课程
The Nightingale and the Rose 夜莺与玫瑰Oscar Wilde1 "She said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses," cried the young Student;"but in all my garde n there is no red rose."“她说过，只要我送她红玫瑰，她便会当我的舞伴。
”那个年轻人嗟怨着，“但整个花园中就独独少了那么一朵红玫瑰啊。
”2 From her nest in the holm-oak tree the Nightingale heard him, and she looked out throughthe leaves, and won dered.一只在栋树上筑巢起居的夜莺听到年轻人的嗟叹，好奇地从树叶缝里张看。
3 "No red rose in all my garden!" he cried, and his beautiful eyes filled with tears. "Ah, onwhat little things does happ in ess depe nd! I have read all that the wise men have writte n, and all the secrets of philosophy are mine, yet for want of a red rose is my life made wretched."年轻人继续叹道：“独独少了那么一朵红玫瑰！”泪水此刻充盈他双眼，“告诉我，所谓幸福，究竟是什么！读懂了孔孟之道，探讨过生与死的奥秘又如何？就是独独少了那么一朵红玫瑰，我的人生完全是悲哀的！”4 "Here at last is a true lover," said the Nightingale. "Night after night have I sung of him, though Iknew him not: ni ght after ni ght have I told his story to the stars, and now I see him. His hair is dark as the hyacinth -blossom, and his lips are red as the rose of his desire; but passion has made his face like pale ivory , and sorrow has set her seal upon his brow."“真正懂得去爱的人，看来我终于找到了，”夜莺自语，“为了找到明白爱之真缔的人，我夜夜高唱。
A red, red rose英文赏析重点修辞 ppt课件
• 呵，我的爱人像朵红红的玫瑰 花
red rose, who has a good figure, a beautiful face, elegant
• That' s newly sprung in June; • 在六月迎风初放;
• O my Luve' s like the melodie,
character and a light pleasant fragrance. The other simile is to compare his lover to a sweet melody, which makes him forget everything around him. The two
• As fare are thou, my bonnie3 lass,
• 我的女郎，你的关丽， • So deep in hive am I; • 使我爱你如此深长; • And I will hive thee still，my
dear, • 亲爱的，我将爱你， • Till a' the seas gangs dry, • 直到海枯，
• 呵，我的爱人像支甜关的曲子
simile describe the young lady’s
• That' s sweetly play' d in tune.
• 演奏得和谐绵长。
beauty perfectly as if she was standing in front of the readers and she could be heard just like a sweet melody.
• The entire universe can change and be destroyed, but only love can last forever.
A-Red-Red-Rose原文和翻译
A Red, Red RoseO, my Luve's like a red, red rose,That's newly sprung in June.O, my Luve's like a melodieThat's sweetly play'd in tune.As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,So deep in luve am I;And I will love thee still, my dear,Till a' the seas gang dry.Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,And the rocks melt wi' the sun!And I will love thee till, my dear, While the sands o' life shall run.And fare thee weel, my only luve!And fare thee weel, a while!And I will come again, my luve,Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------我的爱人像朵红红的玫瑰（王佐良译）呵，我的爱人像朵红红的玫瑰六月里迎风初开；呵，我的爱人像支甜甜的曲子，奏得合拍又和谐。
我的好姑娘，多么美丽的人儿！请看我，多么深挚的爱情！亲爱的，我永远爱你，纵使大海干涸水流尽。
纵使大海干涸水流尽，太阳将岩石烧作灰尘，亲爱的，我永远爱你，只要我一息犹存。
珍重吧，我唯一的爱人，珍重吧，让我们暂时别离，但我定要回来，哪怕千里万里！红玫瑰（郭沫若译）吾爱吾爱玫瑰红，六月初开韵晓风。
redredrose诗歌英文
redredrose诗歌英文Here are 25 bilingual sentences based on the word "redredrose":1. The red rose symbolizes love and passion.这朵红玫瑰象征着爱与激情。
2. Her favorite color is red.她最喜欢的颜色是红色。
3. The petals of the rose are bright red.玫瑰花瓣是鲜红色的。
4. He gave her a red rose on Valentine's Day.在情人节，他送给她一朵红玫瑰。
5. The fragrance of the red rose filled the room.红玫瑰的芬芳弥漫了整个房间。
6. The red rose bush needs regular watering.这棵红玫瑰需要定期浇水。
7. She carefully arranged the red roses in a vase.她精心地将红玫瑰摆放在花瓶里。
8. The red rose petals fell gracefully to the ground. 红玫瑰花瓣优雅地落到了地上。
9. The red rose is often associated with romance.红玫瑰常常与浪漫联系在一起。
10. He wore a red rose on his lapel for good luck.他在领口佩戴了一朵红玫瑰，希望带来好运。
11. The garden was filled with vibrant red roses.花园里满是充满活力的红玫瑰。
12. She couldn't resist the allure of the red rose. 她无法抵抗红玫瑰的诱惑。
三年级上册英语Unit2Lesson10Red,Yellow,Blue,Green冀教版(三起)
教学设计一、教学目标1. 知识目标（1）学生能够听懂、会说、会读词汇：red, yellow, blue, green。
（2）学生能够听懂、会说、会读句子：What color is it?It’s（3）学生能够运用所学词汇和句子描述物品的颜色。
2. 能力目标（1）学生能够通过图片和实物辨别颜色。
（2）学生能够在图片和实物的帮助下，运用所学词汇和句子进行颜色描述。
3. 情感目标培养学生热爱生活，关注周围环境的情感态度。
二、教学内容本课的主题是颜色，主要教学内容包括词汇：red, yellow, blue, green；句子：What color is it? It’s 。
三、教学重点与难点1. 教学重点：学生能够听懂、会说、会读词汇：red, yellow, blue, green和句子：What color is it? It’s2. 教学难点：学生能够运用所学词汇和句子描述物品的颜色。
四、教具与学具准备1. 教具：课件、实物、颜色卡片。
2. 学具：课本、练习册、色卡。
五、教学过程1. 热身（5分钟）教师与学生进行简单的英语对话，询问学生近况，引导学生进入英语学习状态。
然后，教师出示颜色卡片，让学生猜测卡片的颜色，引出本课主题。
2. 引入（10分钟）教师出示实物，如红、黄、蓝、绿色的水果、衣物等，引导学生用中文描述实物的颜色。
然后，教师提问：“你们想不想知道这些实物用英语怎么说？”引出本课的学习内容。
3. 呈现与操练（15分钟）（1）教师呈现词汇：red, yellow, blue, green，并用实物或图片进行辅助教学。
（2）教师引导学生跟读词汇，注意发音。
（3）教师出示句子：What color is it? It’s ，并用实物或图片进行辅助教学。
（4）教师引导学生跟读句子，注意发音。
4. 巩固与拓展（10分钟）（1）教师组织学生进行小组活动，让学生用所学词汇和句子描述实物的颜色。
（2）教师选取小组活动的优秀成果进行展示，并给予表扬。
李温和a red red rose说课稿-概述说明以及解释
李温和a red red rose说课稿-概述说明以及解释1.引言1.1 概述在这篇长文中，我将分析李温和《A Red Red Rose》这两个文学作品。
李温，即罗伯特·彭斯（Robert Burns），是苏格兰著名的民歌诗人，被誉为“苏格兰民歌之王”。
《A Red Red Rose》则是李温的一首脍炙人口的爱情诗歌。
本文主要通过背景介绍和作品分析的方式，希望能够全面而深入地了解李温和《A Red Red Rose》的创作背景、艺术特点以及表达的情感意义。
李温的作品以其真挚、感人以及对爱情、友情和自然的歌颂而闻名。
他的作品时常充满了苏格兰独特的风土人情和浓郁的情感。
而《A Red Red Rose》正是这样一首深受人们喜爱的爱情诗歌，通过描绘爱人如浓红玫瑰的美丽形容，抒发了诗人对深爱的人感情的深深祝福和依恋之情。
通过对李温和《A Red Red Rose》两个部分的分析和比较，我们可以进一步理解李温在文学史上的地位和《A Red Red Rose》对文学造诣的影响。
同时，通过比较探讨两者的相似区域以及不同之处，我们可以更好地把握文学作品所表达的主题和情感内涵，深入思考爱情、友情以及人们对自然的赞美和感悟。
在下面的章节中，我将详细介绍李温和《A Red Red Rose》的背景，分析他们的主题、形式、诗意表达等方面，以及总结两者的共同点和不同之处。
通过这样的分析和探索，希望能够进一步理解和欣赏这两个文学作品所传达的情感和意义。
1.2文章结构1.2 文章结构本文将以李温和诗歌《A Red Red Rose》为主题，分为引言、正文和结论三个部分进行讨论。
引言部分将概述本文的主题和背景，并明确文章的目的。
通过引言，读者将了解到本文将讨论李温和诗歌《A Red Red Rose》之间的联系与差异，以及对两者的分析和总结。
正文部分将分为两大部分：李温和和《A Red Red Rose》。
在李温的部分，将通过背景介绍和作品分析，深入探讨李温的生平和创作背景，以及他的主要作品特点和风格。
高中英语选修课英语文学欣赏夜莺与玫瑰教学课件
The Nighti ngale And The RoseOscarWilde"She said that she woulddancewith me if I brough t her red roses," criedthe youngStuden t, "but in all my garden thereis no red rose."From her nest in the oak tree（栎树） the Nighti ngale heardhim, and she looked out throug h the leaves and wonder ed."No red rose in all my garden!" he cried,and his beauti ful eyes filled with tears. "Ah, on what little things does happin ess depend! I have read all that the wise men have writte n, and all the secret s of philos ophyare mine, yet for want of a red rose is my life made wretch ed."（不幸的、悲惨的）"Here at last is a true lover," said the Nighti ngale. "Nightafternighthave I sung of him, though I knew him not: nightafternighthave I told his storyto the starsand now I see him. His hair is dark as the hyacin th(风信子)-- blosso m, and his lips are red as the rose of his desire; but passio n has made his face like pale ivory, and sorrow has set her seal upon his brow.""The Prince givesa ball to-morrow night," murmur ed the youngstuden t, "and my love will be of the compan y. If I bringher a red rose she will dancewith me till dawn. If I bringher a red rose, I should hold her in my arms, and she will lean her head upon my should er, and her hand will be claspe d in mine. But thereis no red rose in my garden, so I shallsit lonely, and she will pass me by. She will have no heed of me, and my heartwill break.""Here, indeed, is the true lover," said the Nighti ngale. "What I sing of, he suffer s: what is joy to me, to him is pain. Surely love is a wonder ful thing. It is more precio us than emeral ds（绿宝石）, and dearer than fine opals（猫眼石） . Pearls and pomegr anate s（石榴石） cannot buy it, nor is it set forthin the market-place. It may not be purcha sed of the mercha nts, nor can it be weighe d out in the balanc e for gold.""The musici ans will sit in theirgaller y," said the youngStuden t, "and play upon theirstring ed instru ments, and my love will danceto the soundof the harp and the violin. She will danceso lightl y that her feet will not touchthe floor, and the courti ers in theirgay dresse s will throng roundher. But with me she will not dance, for I have no red rose to give her:" and he flunghimsel f down on the grass, and buried his face in his hands, and wept."Why is he weepin g?" askeda little GreenLizard, as he ran past him with his tail in the air."Why, indeed?" said a Butter fly, who was flutte ringaboutaftera sunbea m."Why, indeed?" whispe red a Daisyto his neighb our, in a soft, low voice."He is weepin g for a red rose," said the Nighti ngale."For a red rose?" they cried: "how very ridicu lous!" and the little Lizard, who was someth ing of a cynic, laughe d outrig ht.But the Nighti ngale unders toodthe secret of the Studen t’ssorrow, and she sat silent in the oak-tree, and though t aboutthe myster y of Love.Sudden ly she spread her brownwingsfor flight, and soared into the air. She passed throug h the grovelike a shadow and like a shadow she sailed across the garden.In the center of the grass-plot was standi ng a beauti ful Rose-tree, and when she saw it she flew over to it, and lit upon a spray."Give me a red rose," she cried, "and I will sing you my sweete st song."But the Tree shookits head."My rosesare white," it answer ed; "as whiteas the foam of the sea, and whiter than the snow upon the mounta in. But go to my brothe r who growsroundthe old sun-dial（日规） , and perhap s he will give you what you want."So the Nighti ngale flew over to the Rose-tree that was growin g roundthe old sun-dial."Give me a red rose," she cried, "and I will sing you my sweete st song."But the Tree shookits head."My rosesare yellow," it answer ed; "as yellow as the hair of the mermai den（美人鱼） who sits upon an amberthrone, and yellow er than the daffod il that blooms in the meadow（割草机）before the mowercomeswith his scythe. But go to my brothe r who growsbeneat h the Studen t’swindow, and perhap s he will give you what you want."So the Nighti ngale flew over to the Rose-tree that was growin g beneat h the Studen t’swindow."Give me a red rose," she cried, "and I will sing you my sweete st song."But the Tree shookits head."My rosesare red," it answer ed, "as red as the feet of the dove, and redder than the greatfans of coralthat wave and wave in the ocean-cavern. But the winter has chille d my veins, and the frosthas nipped my buds, and the stormhas broken my branch es, and I shallhave no rosesat all this year.""One red rose is all I want," criedthe Nighti ngale, "only one red rose! Is thereno way by whichI can get it?""Thereis a way," answer ed the Tree; "but it is so terrib le that I dare not tell it to you.""Tell it to me," said the Nighti ngale, "I am not afraid.""If you want a red rose," said the Tree, "you must buildit out of musicby moonli ght, and stain（染色） it with your own heart’sblood. You must sing to me with your breast agains t a thorn. All nightlong you must sing to me, and the thornmust pierce（刺穿）your heart,and your life-bloodmust flow into my veins（静脉）, and become mine.""Deathis a greatpriceto pay for a red rose," criedthe Nighti ngale, "and Life is very dear to all. It is pleasa nt to sit in the greenwood, and to watchthe Sun in his chario t of gold, and the Moon in her chario t of pearl. Sweetis the scentof the hawtho rn, and sweetare the bluebe lls that hide in the valley, and the heathe r that blowson the hill. Yet love is better than Life, and what is the heartof a bird compar ed to the heartof a man?"So she spread her brownwingsfor flight, and soared into the air. She sweptover the garden like a shadow, and like a shadow she sailed throug h the grove.The youngStuden t was stilllyingon the grass, whereshe had left him, and the tearswere not yet dry in his beauti ful eyes."Be happy," criedthe Nighti ngale, "be happy; you shallhave your red rose. I will buildit out of musicby moonli ght, and stainit with my own heart’sblood. All that I ask of you in return is that you will be a true lover, for Love is wiserthan Philos ophy, though he is wise, and mighti er than Power,though he is mighty. Flame-colour ed are his wings,and colour ed like flameis his body. His lips are sweetas honey, and his breath is like franki ncens e."The Studen t looked up from the grass, and listen ed, but he couldnot unders tandwhat the Nighti ngale was saying to him, for he only knew the things that are writte n down in books.But the Oak-tree unders tood, and felt sad, for he was very fond of the little Nighti ngale, who had builther nest in his branch es."Sing me one last song," he whispe red; "I shallfeel lonely when you are gone."So the Nighti ngale sang to the Oak-tree, and her voicewas like waterbubbli ng from a silver jar.When she had finish ed her song, the Studen t got up, and pulled a note-book and a lead-pencil out of his pocket."She has form," he said to himsel f, as he walked away throug h the grove—"that cannot be denied to her; but has she got feelin g? I am afraid not. In fact, she is like most artist s; she is all stylewithou t any sincer ity. She wouldnot sacrif ice hersel f for others. She thinks merely of music, and everyb ody knowsthat the arts are selfis h. Still, it must be admitt ed that she has some beauti ful notesin her voice. What a pity it is that they do not mean anythi ng, or do any practi cal good!" And he went into his room, and lay down on his little pallet-bed, and beganto thinkof his love; and, aftera time, he fell asleep.And when the moon shonein the heaven s the Nighti ngale flew to the Rose-tree, and set her breast agains t the thorn. All nightlong she sang, with her breast agains t the thorn, and the cold crysta l Moon leaned down and listen ed. All nightlong she sang, and the thornwent deeper and deeper into her breast, and her life-bloodebbedaway（逐渐消失）from her.She sang firstof the birthof love in the heartof a boy and a girl. And on the topmos t sprayof the Rose-tree thereblosso med a marvel ous rose, petalfollow ing petal, as song follow ed song. Pale was it, at first, as the mist that hangsover the river—pale as the feet of the mornin g, and silver as the wingsof the dawn. As the shadow of a rose in a mirror of silver, as the shadow of a rose in a water-pool, so was the rose that blosso med on the topmos t sprayof the Tree.But the Tree criedto the Nighti ngale to presscloser agains t the thorn. "Presscloser, little Nighti ngale," criedthe Tree, "or the Day will come before the rose is finish ed."So the Nighti ngale presse d closer agains t the thorn, and louder and louder grew her song, for she sang of the birthof passio n in the soul of a man and a maid.And a delica te flushof pink came into the leaves of the rose, like the flushin the face of the brideg roomwhen he kisses the lips of the bride. But the thornhad not yet reache d her heart, so the rose’sheartremain ed white, for only a Nighti ngale’sheart’sbloodcan crimso n the heartof a rose.And the Tree criedto the Nighti ngale to presscloser agains t the thorn. "Presscloser, little Nighti ngale," criedthe Tree, "or the Day will come before the rose is finish ed."So the Nighti ngale presse d closer agains t the thorn,and the thorntouche d her heart,and a fierce pang of pain shot throug h her. Bitter, bitter was the pain, and wilder and wilder grew her song, for she sang of the Love that is perfec ted by Death, of the Love that dies not in the tomb.And the marvel ous rose became crimso n , like the rose of the easter n sky. Crimso n was the girdle of petals, and crimso n as a ruby was the heart.But the Nighti ngale’voicegrew fainte r（虚弱的）, and her little wingsbeganto beat, and a film came over her eyes. Fainte r and fainte r grew her song, and she felt someth ing chokin g her in her throat.Then she gave one last burstof music. The whiteMoon heardit, and she forgot the dawn, and linger ed on（停留在…） in the sky. The red rose heardit, and it trembl ed all over with ecstas y （狂喜）, and opened its petals to the cold mornin g air. Echo bore it to her purple cavern in the hills, and woke the sleepi ng shephe rds from theirdreams. It floate d throug h the reedsof the river, and they carrie d its messag e to the sea."Look, look!" criedthe Tree, "the rose is finish ed now;" but the Nighti ngale made no answer, for she was lyingdead in the long grass, with the thornin her heart.And at noon the Studen t opened his window and looked out."Why, what a wonder ful pieceof luck!" He cried; "here is a red rose! I have neverseen any rose like it in all my life. It is so beauti ful that I am sure it has a long Latinname;" and he leaned down and plucke d it.Then he put on his hat, and ran up to the Profes sor’shousewith the rose in his hand.The daught er of the Profes sor was sittin g in the doorwa y windin g blue silk on a reel, and her little dog was lyingat her feet."You said that you woulddancewith me if I brough t you a red rose," criedthe Studen t. "Here is the reddes t rose in all the world.You will wear it to-nightnext your heart,and as we dancetogeth er it will tell you how I love you."But he girl frowne d（皱眉）."I am afraid it will not go with my dress," she answer ed; "and, beside s, the Chambe rlain’snephew had sent me some real jewels, and everyb ody knowsthat jewels cost far more than flower s.""Well, upon my word, you are very ungrat eful," said the Studen t angril y; and he threwthe rose onto he street, whereit fell into the gutter（排水沟）, and a cartwh eel went over it."Ungrat eful!" said the girl. "I tell you what, you are very rude; and, afterall, who are you? Only a Studen t. Why, I dont believ e you have even got silver buckle s to your shoesas the Chambe rlain’snephew has;" and she got up from her chairand went into the house."What a sillythingLove is!" said the Studen t as he walked away. "It is not half as useful as Logic, for it does not proveanythi ng, and it is always tellin g one of things that are not goingto happen, and making one believ e things that are not true. In fact, it is quiteunprac tical, and, as in this age to be practi cal is everyt hing, I shallgo back to Philos ophyand studyMetaph ysics ."So he return ed to his room and pulled out a greatdustybook, and beganto read.The Selfis h Giantby OscarWildeEveryaftern oon, as they were coming from school, the childr en used to go and play in the giant's garden.It was a largelovely garden, with soft greengrass. Here and therewere twelve peach-treesthat in the spring-time brokeout into delica te blosso ms of pink and pearl, and in the autumn bore rich fruit. The birdssat on the treesand sang so sweetl y that the childr en used to stop theirgamesin orderto listen to them. "How happywe are!" they criedto each other.One day the giantcame back. He had been to visithis friend the Cornis h ogre, and had stayed with him for sevenyears. Afterthe sevenyearswere over he had said all that he had to say, for his conver satio n was limite d, and he determ inedto return to his own castle. When he arrive d he saw the childr en playin g in the garden."What are you doinghere?" he criedin a very gruffvoice, and the childr en ran away."My own garden is my own garden," said the giant; "any one can unders tandthat, and I will allownobody to play in it but myself." So he builta high wall around it, and put up a notice-board"Trespa ssers will be prosec uted."He was a very selfis h giant.The poor childr en had now nowher e to play. They triedto play on the road, but the road was very dustyand full of hard stones, and they did not like it. They used to wander roundthe high wallswhen theirlesson s were over, and talk aboutthe beauti ful garden inside. "How happywe were there!" they said to each other.Then the spring came, and all over the countr y therewere little blosso ms and little birds. Only in the garden of the selfis h giantit was stillwinter. The birdsdid not care to sing in it as therewere no childr en, and the treesforgot to blosso m. Once a beauti ful little flower put its head out from the grass, but when it saw that notice-boardit was so sorryfor the childr en that it slippe d back into the ground again,and went off to sleep. The only people who were please d were the snow and the frost. "Spring has forgot ten this garden," they cried, "so we will live here all the year round." The snow covere d up the grasswith her greatwhitecloak,and the frostpainte d all the treessilver. Then they invite d the northwind to stay with them, and he came. He was wrappe d in furs, and he roared all day aboutthe garden, and blew the chimne y-pots down. "This is a deligh tfulspot," he said, "we must ask the hail to visit." So the hail came. Everyday for threehourshe rattle d on the roof of the castle till he brokemost of the slates, and then he ran roundand roundthe garden as fast as he couldgo. He was dresse d in gray, and his breath was like ice."I cannot unders tandwhy the spring is so late in coming," said the selfis h giant, as he sat at the window and looked out at his cold, whitegarden; "I hope therewill be a change in the weathe r."But spring nevercame, nor the summer. The autumn gave golden fruitto everygarden, but to the giant's garden she gave none. "He is too selfis h," she said. So it was always winter there, and the northwind and the hail and the frostand the snow danced aboutthroug h the trees.One mornin g the giantwas lyingawakein bed when he heardsome lovely music. It sounde d so sweetto his ears that he though t it must be the king's musici ans passin g by. It was really only a little linnet singin g outsid e his window, but it was so long sincehe had hearda bird sing in hisgarden that it seemed to him to be the most beauti ful musicin the world. Then the hail stoppe d dancin g over his head, and the northwind ceased roarin g and a delici ous perfum e came to him throug h the open caseme nt. "I believ e spring has come at last," said the giant; and he jumped out of bed and looked out.What did he see?He saw a most wonder ful sight. Throug h a little hole in the wall the childr en had creptin, and they were sittin g in the branch es of the trees. In everytree that he couldsee therewas a little child. And the treeswere so glad to have the childr en back againthat they had covere d themse lveswith blosso ms, and were waving theirarms gently abovethe childr en's heads. The birdswere flying aboutand twitte ringwith deligh t, and the flower s were lookin g up throug h the greengrassand laughi ng. It was a lovely scene, only in one corner it was stillwinter. It was the farthe st corner of the garden, and in it was standi ng a little boy. He was so smallthat he couldnot reachup to the branch es of the tree, and he was wander ing all roundit, crying bitter ly. The poor tree was stillcovere d with frostand snow, and the northwind was blowin g and roarin g aboveit. "Climbup! little boy," said the tree, and it bent its branch es down as low as it could; but the boy was too tiny.And the giant's heartmelted as he looked out. "How selfis h I have been!" he said; "now I know why spring wouldnot come here. I will put that poor little boy on the top of the tree, and then I will knockdown the wall, and my garden shallbe the childr en's playgr oundfor ever and ever." He was really very sorryfor what he had done.So he creptdownst airsand opened the frontdoor quitesoftly, and went out into the garden. But when the childr en saw him they were so fright enedthat they all ran away, and the garden became winter again. Only the little boy did not run for his eyes were so full of tearsthat he did not see the giantcoming. And the giantstoleup behind him and took him gently in his hand, and put him up into the tree. And the tree brokeout at once into blosso m, and the birdscame and sang on it, and the little boy stretc hed out his two arms and flungthem around the giant's neck, and kissed him. And the otherchildr en, when they saw that the giantwas not wicked any longer, came runnin g back, and with them came the spring. "It is your garden now, little childr en," said the giant, and he took a greataxe and knocke d down the wall. And when the people were goingto the market at twelve o'clockthey foundthe giantplayin g with the childr en in the most beauti ful garden they had ever seen.All day long they played, and in the evenin g they came to the giantto say good-bye."But whereis your little compan ion?" he said: "the boy I put into the tree." The giantlovedhim the best becaus e he had kissed him, and had not been afraid."We don't know," answer ed the childr en; "he has gone away.""You must tell him to be sure to come tomorr ow," said the giant. But the childr en said that they did not know wherehe lived, and had neverseen him before; and the giantfelt very sad.Everyaftern oon, when school was over, the childr en came and played with the giant. But the little boy whom the giantlovedwas neverseen again. The giantwas very kind to all the childr en, yet he longed for his firstlittle friend. "How I wouldlike to see him!" he used to say.Yearswent by, and the giantgrew very old and feeble. He couldnot play aboutany more, so he sat in a huge arm chairand watche d the childr en at theirgames, and admire d his garden. "I have many beauti ful flower s," he said, "but the childr en are the most beauti ful of all."One winter mornin g he looked out of his window as he was dressi ng. He did not hate the winter now, for he knew that it was merely the spring asleep, and that the flower s were restin g.Sudden ly he rubbed his eyes in wonder and looked and looked. In the farthe st corner of the garden was a tree quitecovere d with lovely whiteblosso ms. Its branch es were golden, and silver fruithung down from them, and undern eathit stoodthe little boy he had loved.Downst airsran the giantin greatjoy, and out into the garden. He hasten ed across the grass, and came near to the child. And said, "Who has daredto woundyou?" For on the palmsof the child's handswere the prints of two nails, and the prints of two nailswere on the little feet."Who has daredto woundyou?" criedthe giant; tell me, that I may take my big swordand kill him."No," answer ed the child; "for theseare the wounds of love.""Who are you?" said the giant, and a strang e awe fell on him, and he kneltbefore the little child.And the childsmiled on the giant, and said to him, "You let me play once in your garden, todayyou shallcome with me to my garden, whichis paradi se."And when the childr en ran in that aftern oon, they foundthe giantlyingdead underthe tree, all covere d with whiteblosse ms.。
六年级下册音乐教案第10课歌曲《野玫瑰》花城版
-解答疑问：针对学生在学习中产生的疑问，进行及时解答和指导。
学生活动：
-听讲并思考：认真听讲，积极思考老师提出的问题。
-参与课堂活动：积极参与小组讨论、角色扮演等活动，体验音乐欣赏的实践。
-提问与讨论：针对不懂的问题或新的想法，勇敢提问并参与讨论。
（3）教学评价方式单一：目前的教学评价主要依赖于考试成绩，未能全面反映学生的音乐能力和素质。
3.改进措施：
（1）分层教学：根据学生的音乐基础和能力，实行分层教学，确保每个学生都能得到适合自己水平的教学。
（2）增加教学资源：积极争取学校和社会的支持，增加音乐器材、场地等教学资源，提高教学效果和学生的学习体验。
教学方法与手段
教学方法：
1.互动式教学法：通过分组讨论、合作演唱等形式，激发学生的参与度和积极性，培养学生的团队协作能力和音乐审美能力。
2.示范法：教师进行现场演唱或演奏，为学生提供直观的学习榜样，帮助学生更好地理解歌曲和音乐技巧。
3.实践教学法：引导学生通过实际演唱、演奏和音乐创作，将所学知识应用于实践，提高学生的音乐表现力和创新能力。
-视频资源：通过网络搜索舒伯特的生平介绍、艺术歌曲演唱、音乐欣赏讲座等视频资源，让学生通过视频了解舒伯特的艺术歌曲特点和音乐欣赏方法。
2.拓展要求：
-自主学习：鼓励学生利用课后时间进行自主学习和拓展，通过阅读材料和观看视频，深入了解舒伯特及其艺术歌曲的特点和音乐欣赏方法。
-撰写心得：要求学生阅读相关阅读材料和观看视频后，撰写一篇300字左右的读书笔记或观看心得，分享自己的学习体会和感悟。
-拓展学习：利用老师提供的拓展资源，进行进一步的学习和思考。
出自罗伯特·彭斯《一朵红红的玫瑰》英文
出自罗伯特·彭斯《一朵红红的玫瑰》英文Once upon a time, in a small village nestled amidst rolling hills, there lived a young girl named Rose. Rose was known for her vibrant red hair, which matched her fiery personality. She possessed a unique charm that captivated everyone she met. This is the story of Rose and her extraordinary journey.From a young age, Rose had a deep love for nature. She would spend hours exploring the lush forests surrounding her village, marveling at the beauty of the flowers and trees. Her favorite spot was a hidden meadow filled with blooming roses of all colors. Amongst the sea of flowers, one particular rose always caught her eye a stunning red rose that seemed to radiate with life.One day, as Rose was admiring her favorite red rose, she noticed a tiny creature perched on one of its petals. It was a delicate fairy with translucent wings, shimmering in the sunlight. The fairy introduced herself as Lily and explained that she was the guardian of the red rose. She told Rose that the red rose possessed a magical power that could bring happiness and love to anyone who truly believed in its magic.Intrigued by this revelation, Rose made a promise to herself that she would protect the red rose and share its magic with the world. She dedicated her days to learning about the rose's power and how to harness it. With Lily's guidance, Rose discovered that the key to unlocking the rose's magic lay within her own heart.As Rose grew older, she became a renowned healer in her village. People would come from far and wide seeking her assistance, as they believed in the power of the red rose. Rose would use the petals of the rose to create healing potions and ointments, bringing relief to those in need. She also shared the rose's magic through her kind words and compassionate actions, spreading love and joy wherever she went.Word of Rose's incredible abilities reached the ears of the kingdom's ruler, King Edward. Intrigued by the tales of the red rose's magic, he summoned Rose to his palace.Upon meeting her, the king was immediately captivated by her beauty and grace. He asked Rose to become his royal healer, promising to protect the red rose and its magic.Rose accepted the king's offer, but on one condition that the red rose be accessible to all, not just the royal family. King Edward agreed, recognizing the importance of sharing the rose's magic with the entire kingdom. From that day forward, the red rose became a symbol of hope, love, and unity for all the people.As the years passed, Rose continued to use the red rose's magic to heal and bring happiness to others. She became a beloved figure in the kingdom, known as the "Rose of Love." Her legacy lived on even after her passing, as the red rose continued to bloom in the meadow, reminding everyone of the power of love and the magic that lies within.And so, the story of Rose and the red rose became a timeless tale, inspiring generations to believe in the extraordinary power of love. It serves as a reminder that within each of us lies the ability to bring happiness and healing to the world, just like the red rose that forever blooms in the meadow.。
A Red,Red Rose(课堂PPT)
• Scots Wha Hae (English: Scots, Who Have;)is a patriotic song of Scotland written in the Scots language which served for centuries as an unofficial national anthem of the country.《苏格兰人》1793
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Robert Burns
Scotland's favourite son the Ploughman Poet
• the Bard of Ayrshire • In 2009 he was chosen
as the greatest Scot
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His influence on Bob Dylan
• a' 诗歌语言， = all • gang 苏格兰方言， = go
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• Till a,the seas gang
• wi' 诗歌语言， = with
dry, my dear, • (repetition) • And the rocks melt
wi,the sun,(hyperbole)
• thee 古英语，第二人 称宾格， = you
art古英语第二人称系动词thou古英语第二人称主格youbonie来自法语健康的美丽的可爱的可人的lass年轻未婚女子姑娘
A Red, Red Rose
--by Robert Burns
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❖A brief Introduction about Robert Burns ❖His influence ❖His works ❖Backgound Information ❖The Genre of the poem ❖Analysis of the poem ❖Some similar expressions in Chinese ❖Different translation versions ❖My own appreciation about the poem
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So deep in luve am I; 请看我，多么深挚的爱情！
And I will luve thee still, my dear, • 亲爱的，我永远爱你，
Till a’ the seas gang dry.
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O,my Luve's like a red,red rose,
That's newly sprung in June.
O,my Luve's like the melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
让我们暂时别离
And I will come again, my luve,
但我定要回来，
Tho’ it were ten thousand mile.
哪怕千里万里！
Weel: well, Tho: though
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Discussion
Robert Burns expressed his deeply love to his girlfriend Jean in this poetry.
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Stanza 1
O my Luve's like a red, red rose 呵，我的爱人象朵红红的玫瑰，
That’s newly sprung in June: •六月里迎风初开；
红玫瑰与白玫瑰读后感（Theredroseandwhiterose.）
红玫瑰与白玫瑰读后感（The red rose and white rose.）I should be a friend invited to write an article of Eileen Chang's "red rose and white rose" book, poor me, did not read the original, complete with search engine wrote so long a word or two, a book review, both shame and complacent, little harp, please clap brick! Some text paste from Baidu encyclopedia and other places, but the whole article and content essence is undoubtedly my own, so it belongs to the original.Eileen Chang's "red rose and white rose" is a classic of Zhang.(I attach the synopsis to the last one, who has not seen it.) there are a lot of online comments. I checked, probably as if all the comments were centered around this sentence, which seemed to be at the heart of the novel:"Perhaps every man has had two such women, at least two.". Take the red rose, in the course of time, the red became the mosquito blood on the wall, white or "Moonlight"; married the white rose, white is a grain of rice particles on the clothes, red is a cinnabar mole on her chest......"Red rose is fire.White rose is ice.Mosquito blood, colorful, but people vaguely disgust.Bright moonlight, light, far away, is not accessible.Don't feel precious, plain white rice grains, but not the lack of.Zhu Shazhi, is the heart pain, was frustrated.One is a holy wife, and one is a passionate mistress.Rough, it seems a bit like the siege of the meaning, the best is not always married, red, white has become a bright moonlight; married white, red has become a beauty mole. No matter who marry, will carry the bowl of the pot looked at, this is the most popular portrayal of a man's psychology.However, Eileen Chang's intention of not only this, I think the different character of two red and white people, apparently hidden certain meaning, perhaps beautiful red roses, a symbol of desire; and quiet and dull white rose, a symbol of ordinary life.The expansion of human desire always will not stop, no matter what you choose, you will have the desire from the moment of choice, if you follow the desire forward, you always get the endless expansion, will eventually lead to despair.So, I think the choice of red roses and white roses, and finally the hero has become a good person, in fact, inquiry is a kind of endless desire for the salvation of human nature.Man's desire is eternal. You can not deny him. You can not deny him, but you can control yourself. Don't follow your desires endlessly. Never let desire become the protagonist of your life.Said the redemption, naturally reminiscent of the Shawshank Redemption, which has such a dialogue:Some birds are not meant to be shut. Their feathers are so bright. When they fly away, you know from the bottom of your heart that locking them up is a sin, and you will be inspired by it. But as soon as they leave, the place you live in is even more drab and empty.In the Shawshank Redemption, the protagonist Andy is a man of integrity, have their own ideals and love and hate, but in the face of their grievances and the penalty is not fair, in the face of the prison system of cruelty and darkness, in the face of the warden's greed and shameless, he did not cry or resentment, no hysteria, always behave calmly tolerance and patience. When he put the walk in the yard as in the park.He remained calm and happy in a place devoid of humanity, the evil of human nature he is detached from such a collection of space and become the man he has personal independence of conduct, live in two worlds: one is the reality of the secular world. Another ideal world of hope.What is important is that in the two worlds, reason is an important support for balance between reality and ideals. Andy was able to advocate a rational and responsible lifestyle by reason and by the idea of autonomy. This is the real redemption, even if he can not escape, he can also complete the back of his own, as to the warden of money laundering, he is just floating clouds, but a means of survival,He will never be lost in darkness and pain.I felt this redemption, and Eileen Chang finally wrote, "he became a good man."!" Is exactly the same. Only to find the balance between reason and desire, you can restore the world peace, otherwise, you will be in red than white, constantly struggling between white, red, never find myself.Andy said: "although we do not have wings, but we can not give up the dream of flying.".I said: Although we can not refuse the hearts of the desire, but we can not give up their own efforts to return to a quiet life.The saying is: the different life circumstances, lies in the people's choice, and sometimes death, sometimes continue to survive. When faced with despair, how would you choose to die or survive?.And Eileen Chang's red and white is: on the way of life, you face the beauty and wild desire and rigid boring life, how to choose not to let yourself sink?.The finally reveals that before in the real world, Andy just as the foundation of the rational tools, and truly belong to his world is an imaginative free world, this world is what he wants to the real world, this is Andy to realize the true meaning of salvation and free.And how did Eileen Chang solve the problem?She said nothing but is based on love, love of life based on the love of life, to find a balance point, and then let the beautiful life is full of hope and imagination, so as to find the lost in the nature of true love, and if you find yourself, find the love, you will blossom in a woman under the love of her life was the fate of irrigation, implies that part of the adhesive in your soul, let the soul complete, let life flash, let love beautiful............Her hero was redeemed and made a good man.What is salvation then? The Baidu dictionary explains as follows:Salvation is the purchase of the property which was originally yours but owned by another. The Hebrew word has a similar meaning that is "released"". One of the important doctrines of Christianity is that Christ saves the world.Redemption, however, is not without price. In the Bible, God has redeemed us for sins by the death of his son, and when Jesus comes, he will restore our industry and give us a place in the kingdom of heaven.In real life, we want to get salvation, also must bury something, you can choose to bury the white rose, can also choose to bury the red roses, if you bury thoroughly enough, so when you find your soul, you have buried, will complete the integration of the human, reborn.So Eileen Chang's white rose Yanli Meng, a white water pale numbness of the woman, also has her own beautiful belongs to him.In summary: the so-called redemption, to some extent, is released, when you make the entire humanity complete release, your woman, or you will also have the red and white rose qualities, thus no longer desires, this is salvation.Attached: a brief introduction to Eileen Chang's red rose and white roseContent introduction from Stanley Kwan's film of the same name: Winston Chao plays Veronica Yip, Joan Chen plays the red rose, and the white rose.There are two women in life, "he said." one is his white rose, the other is his red rose. One is a holy wife, and one is a passionate mistress...... Liuyang back Zhenbao in a foreign company seeking a higher vocational college. For the convenience of transportation, he rented the room of his old classmate Wang Shihong.During the study period, there was a first love called rose. He had refused to come and get the roses "if" good reputation. Wang Shihong is a charming lady, she always makes Zhenbao fantasies. Once, Hong went to Singapore to do business, after several rounds of the spirit and the flesh of the struggle, on a cold rainy day,Vibration protection was called this lady's wife.What make vibration assurance not expect is Jiao Rui, this time paid true love. When she offered to tell the truth to Wang Shihong, Paul fell ill. In the ward, Zhen Bao told the truth to his beloved - he didn't want to take too much blame for the situation. Jiao Rui picked up her confused tears, strangely cool, and walked out of his life.In the mother's match, with a little sad and vibration sense of sacrifice, married a thin body, such as static sealing Meng Yanli. The bride's feelings are merely plain and pale, and she is unable to arouse her libido.Paul started outside to vibration. But one day, he found a white rose smoke Oriole without any gloss his shadow, and even a hedgehog with the ambiguous relationship between the image of the tailor. From then on, Zhenbao outside publicly played a woman, a completely informal.One day, he was on the bus to meet up with his life in the "red rose" Jiao Rui, she is already a middle-aged tawdry. Relentless years, flowers bloom, in tears, red rose and white rose of Zhenbao is a real illusion. The old goodness approached little by little. Back home, after a hysterical attack, Paul became a good man again.。
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song and opened her petals in the cold morning air. The
not here.' The Nightingale sang for the oak tree. The Student
heard the song and said, 'Yes, this music is very beautiful
lay on his bed and slept.
When night came and the moon shone, the Nightingale flew to
the rose tree. She pressed her heart against one of his
but can a bird really understand love? She sings well but she
is like an artist and everybody knows that artists are not
her. At the top of the rose tree a flower started to grow.
First it was pale; silver like the new day. But the tree cried
finished.' The Nightingale came closer and as the thorn
pierced her heart she sang of a love that never dies. She felt
'Come closer!'
The Nightingale came closer and sang louder, then the rose
became pink like a red rose in a silver mirror.
books. But the oak tree understood and he said, 'Sing me your
sweetest song, little Nightingale. I will be sad when you are
and cried, 'Look, little Nightingale, look. The rose is
finished.'
But the Nightingale didn't hear because she was dead on the
sincere. She thinks only of music and could never do anything
practical to help anybody.' He got up, went into his house,
lying on the grass. His eyes were full of tears. 'Be
happy,’the bird said. 'You will have your red rose and
tomorrow night you will dance with your love at the Prince's
grass with the thorn in her heart.
1. oak：橡树
2. sincere：真诚的
3. pierced：刺入
4. marvelous：极好的
a strong pain and her voice became softer an was ready, a marvellous red rose, red like the
thorns. All night she sang her sweetest songs. The cold
crystal moon listened and the Nightingale's blood slowly left
eastern skies.
Then the little Nightingale sang her most beautiful final
song. The white moon heard it and she forgot the sun in the
10
The Red Rose
The Nightingale flew back to the garden and saw the Student
sleeping shepherds woke up when they heard it and the river
carried its message to the sea. The rose tree heard the song
must promise to be a true lover.'
The Student looked up and listened but he didn't understand
what the Nightingale was saying: he only understood things in
'Come closer, little Nightingale,' said the rose bush. 'Come
closer. If not, the day will come before the rose is
ball. I will make the rose for you by moonlight, with music
and with my own heart's blood. I ask you just one thing, you