瓦尔登湖、梭罗 英文版
瓦尔登湖梗概作文
瓦尔登湖梗概作文(中英文实用版)Title: An Outline of Walden PondWalden Pond is a small lake located in the town of Concord, Massachusetts.It is a popular destination for visitors seeking tranquility and a connection to nature.瓦尔登湖位于马萨诸塞州康科德镇，是一个小湖。
它是一个寻求宁静和与自然联系的游客的热门目的地。
The pond is approximately one mile long and half a mile wide, with a surface area of about 1,100 acres.It is surrounded by woodlands and has a maximum depth of forty feet.瓦尔登湖长约一英里，宽约半英里，表面积约为1,100英亩。
它被林地环绕，最大深度为四十英尺。
Walden Pond is known for its natural beauty and is home to a variety of plant and animal life.The pond is a vital habitat for many species of fish, amphibians, and waterfowl.瓦尔登湖以其自然美景而闻名，并拥有多种植物和动物生命。
这个湖是许多鱼类、两栖动物和水鸟的重要栖息地。
In addition to its natural beauty, Walden Pond is also significant in American history and literature.It was visited by many famous authors and intellectuals, including Henry David Thoreau, who spent two years and two months living in a cabin on the pond"s shores.除了其自然美景，瓦尔登湖在美国历史和文学中也具有重要意义。
瓦尔登湖英文
心灵与自然相结合才能产生智 慧,才能产生想象力——梭罗
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Henry David Thoreau（18171862）， American writer and philosopher.
时间只是我垂钓的小 溪。我喝溪水，喝水 时候我看到它那沙底， 它多么浅啊。它的汨 汨的流水逝去了，可 是永恒留了下来。我 愿饮得更深；在天空 中打鱼，天空的底层 里有着石子似的星星。
thank you!Fra bibliotekexcerpt of walden(摘录瓦尔登湖）
• Time is but the stream I go • a-fishing in. I drink at it; but while I drink I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. Its thin current slides away, but eternity remains. I would drink deeper; fish in the sky, whose bottom is pebbly with stars.
• I went to the woods • 我到林中去，因为我 because I wished to live 希望谨慎地生活，只 deliberately, to front 面对生活的基本事实， only the essential facts 看看我是否学得到生 of life, and see if I could 活要教育我的东西， not learn what it had to 免得到了临死的时候， teach, and not, when I 才发现我根本就没有 came to die, discover 生活过。 that I had not lived.
瓦尔登湖第二章中英对照
"瓦尔登湖"是梭罗的一部杰作，其中第二章的内容涉及到他对生活的理解，特别是他对金钱、劳动、享受和创造的看法。
以下是第二章的中文和英文对照：**中文：**“但是更使我惊奇的是，尽管我在这儿已经住了将近五个月，我却很少看到过它（瓦尔登湖）。
它就在我窗下，我几乎可以说是背对着它睡觉了。
湖对岸的风景对我是隐而不露的，这使我感到迷惑不解。
然而，有一天早晨，我站在那里，望着湖对面的树林，忽然发现那里有一种我从未见过的东西，我的精神立刻振奋起来。
我发现森林中的生物是如何利用它们的栖息之地。
在我眼前的森林里，我看到了大地之美和天空之高。
我感到一种新的喜悦，一种新的生活开始在我心中萌发。
我感到自己被赋予了新的力量和新的机会。
”**英文：**"But what amazed me even more was that, although I had been living here for almost five months, I had rarely seen the lake. It was just below my window, and I could almost say I slept facing away from it. The scenery on the other side of the lake was hidden from me, which puzzled me. However, one morning, I stood there, looking at the forest on the other side of the lake, and suddenly discovered something I had never seen before. My spirit was immediately lifted up. I saw how the forest creatures made use of their habitat. In the forest before me, I saw the beauty of the earth and the height of the sky. I felt a new joy, a new life beginning to grow in my heart. I felt myself endowed with new strength and new opportunities."**总结：**梭罗通过这段描述表达了他对生活的理解，他强调了观察和理解周围环境的重要性，以及通过劳动创造美好生活的重要性。
唯美英语短篇文章带翻译
唯美英语短篇文章带翻译1Walden瓦尔登湖-Henry David Thoreau亨利·大卫·梭罗亨利·大卫·梭罗1817—1862在19世纪美国文化巨匠中，堪称是一位“异人”。
他和艾默生、富勒都是“简朴生活”的宗师，他们提倡回归本心、亲近自然。
下面，就让我们一起欣赏一下他眼中的瓦尔登湖。
Walden is melting apace.There is a canal two rods wide along the northerly and westerly sides, and wider still at the east end. A great field of ice has cracked off from the main body.瓦尔登湖迅速地溶化了。
靠北，靠西有一道两杆阔的运河，流到了东边尽头更宽阔了。
一大块儿冰从它的主体上裂开了。
I hear a song sparrow singing from the bushes on the shore - olit, olit,olit - chip, chip, chip, che char - che wiss, wiss, wiss. He too is helping to crack it. How handsome the greatsweeping curves in the edge of the ice, answering somewhat to those ofthe shore, but more regular!我听到一只麻雀在岸上灌木林中唱着，——欧利，欧利，欧利，——吉泼，吉泼，吉泼，诧，却尔，——诧，维斯，维斯，维斯。
它也在帮忙破裂冰块，冰块边沿的那样巨大的曲线是何等的潇洒，跟湖岸多少有着呼应，可是要规则得多了!It is unusually hard, owing to the recent severe but transient cold, andall watered or waved like a palace floor. But the wind slides eastward overits opaque surface in vain, till itreaches the living surface beyond. It is glorious to behold this ribbonof water sparkling in the sun!这是出奇的坚硬，因为最近曾有一度短短的严寒时期，冰上都有着波纹，真像一个皇宫的地板。
梭罗《瓦尔登湖》(中英文互译)
亨利·戴维·梭罗（Henry David Thoreau），美国作家、哲学家，超验主义代表人物，也是一位废奴主义及自然主义者。
梭罗最著名的散文集《瓦尔登湖》记载了他在瓦尔登湖的隐逸生活。
By Henry David Thoreau文/亨利•戴维•梭罗I have frequently seen a poet withdraw, having enjoyed the most valuable part of a farm, while the crusty farmer supposed that he had got a few wild apples only. Why, the owner does not know it for many years when a poet has put his farm in rhyme, the most admirable kind of invisible fence, has fairly impounded it, milked it, skimmed it, and got all the cream, and left the farmer only the skimmed milk.我经常看到一个诗人，欣赏了农场里令人叫绝的风景就离去了，而脾气急躁的农场主还以为他拿走的只是几个野苹果罢了。
殊不知诗人已写了诗吟咏他的农场，而农场主多少年来都还蒙在鼓里呢；这么一道令人艳羡的无形栅篱，已经把农场圈了起来，把它的牛奶挤了出来，取其精华——奶油，然后通通拿走，留给农场主的是撇去了奶油的奶水。
The real attractions of the Hollowell farm, to me, were: its complete retirement, being, about two miles from the village, half a mile from the nearest neighbor, and separated from the highway by a broad field; its bounding on the river, which the owner said protected it by its fogs from frosts in the spring, though that was nothing to me; the gray color and ruinous state of the house and barn, and the dilapidated fences, which put such an interval between me and the last occupant; the hollow and lichen-coveredapple trees, gnawed by rabbits, showing what kind of neighbors I should have; but above all, the recollection I had of it from my earliest voyages up the river, when the house was concealed behind a dense grove of red maples, through which I heard the house-dog bark. I was in haste to buy it, before the proprietor finished getting out some rocks, cutting down the hollow apple trees, and grubbing up some young birches which had sprung up in the pasture, or, in short, had made any more of his improvements. To enjoy these advantages I was ready to carry it on; like Atlas, to take the world on my shoulders—I never heard what compensation he received for that—and do all those things which had no other motive or excuse but that I might pay for it and be unmolested in my possession of it; for I knew all the while that it would yield the most abundant crop of the kind I wanted, if I could only afford to let it alone. But it turned out as I have said.依我看，霍尔维尔乡间住宅的真正魅力，在于它是全然遁世隐退之胜地，离村子有两英里远，最近的邻居也在半英里开外，好大的一块地把它和公路隔开；它以一条河划界，据农场主说，春天里河面上升起了大雾，霜冻也就不见了影子，不过，这可跟我完全无关。
《瓦尔登湖》两种译本赏析
《瓦尔登湖》两种译本赏析瓦尔登湖是美国著名作家梭罗（HermanMelville）所著最重要作品之一，其叙事手法、色彩斑斓的描绘以及对讽刺西方文化的影射几乎被广为接受。
本文将就《瓦尔登湖》的两种译本进行赏析，从而探讨梭罗语言的抒情性，以及他叙事方式的独到性与特色。
首先要讨论的是由张斌翻译的《瓦尔登湖》。
张斌使用英汉互译法，以将梭罗原著对人物描写，以及文学表达方式的语言特点尽可能恰当地还原出来。
这种译本亦称为英汉双语翻译法，它的出发点是以本族语言的表达习惯与精髓为准则，既充分考虑了梭罗原文的精神内涵，又确保了翻译的流畅性、通顺性与准确性，使读者可以清楚地感受到梭罗的文学语言。
从张斌翻译的《瓦尔登湖》中可以看出，梭罗对英文文字描写丰富多彩，并将文字、色彩、声音、气味以及其他感官元素巧妙地穿插融合。
张斌通过充分发挥英汉双语翻译法的优势，让梭罗原著中的细节描述与抒情声调尽可能得以真实准确地表达出来。
接下来要探讨的是由李晖翻译的《瓦尔登湖》。
李晖在翻译过程中更加重视梭罗原著中的文学思维，特别是他对原著中的抒情表达方式的运用。
李晖的翻译更追求文学性，他对梭罗原著的文字、表达方式以及语言形式的细节描写都做出了调整，力求在本国文化圈内创造出一种全新的翻译文本，以进一步深入地展现梭罗的文学风格及抒情性。
李晖充分利用中文的叙事习惯，以及它自身的文学特点，被动性地将梭罗原著中的文字、色彩、声音、气味以及其他感官元素和中文文学融合在一起，并结合中文的表达习惯，以表达出更为深刻的文学精神。
综上所述，我们可以看出，《瓦尔登湖》的两种译本，即由张斌的英汉双语翻译法和李晖的中文翻译法，都体现出梭罗文学语言的流畅性和抒情性、叙事手法的独到性以及对讽刺西方文化的影射。
它们不仅为读者提供了更加准确、深入的文学体验，也让梭罗作品更具有时代性。
这表明，优秀的翻译是一种艺术，能够以更加深刻、准确的方式将一种文化传递到另一个文化中，使其可被更多的读者接收和体会。
瓦尔登湖英文介绍PPT
the walden in my heart
• This is a book of quiet, indifferent, full of wisdom， Analysis of life, critical practices, amazing language , the word flash, maverick, thought provoking. Many page image is depicting, beautiful detail, like lake water pure and transparent, like dense green Woods; also some page argument thoroughly, very insightful, give people enlightenment.
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• 这是一本清新、健康、引人向上的书，对于春天，对于黎明，都有极 其动人的描写。这里有大自然给人的澄净的空气，而无工业社会带来 的环境污染。读着它，读者自然会感觉到心灵的纯净，精神的升华
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• In 1845 a man began a two-year residence at Walden Pond. He went to the woods, because he wants to live deliberately, and to front only the essential facts of life.
• No Americans live more real than Thoreau -Ralph Waldo Emerson
瓦尔登湖经典句子中英文对照
瓦尔登湖经典句子中英文对照《瓦尔登湖》是美国作家梭罗（Henry David Thoreau）的代表作之一，书中充满了对自然、简朴生活和个人独立的思考。
以下是一些《瓦尔登湖》中的经典句子，中英文对照："I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.""我走进树林，因为我希望过得审慎，仅面对生命的基本事实，看看我是否能够学到它所教导的，而不是等到我将要死去时，发现我并没有真正活过。
""I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life...""我想要深度地生活，吸干生命的骨髓，过得像斯巴达人一样坚韧，将一切不是生命的东西都赶走…""Our life is frittered away by detail. Simplify, simplify.""我们的生命被琐事消磨殆尽。
简化，简化。
""I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.""我喜欢独自一人。
Walden 瓦尔登湖中英介绍ppt. - fina
Synopsis (contents)
• Baker Farm
– While on an afternoon ramble in the woods, Thoreau gets caught in a rainstorm and takes shelter in the dirty, dismal hut of John Field, a penniless but hard-working Irish farmhand, and his wife and children. Thoreau urges Field to live a simple but independent and fulfilling life in the woods, thereby freeing himself of employers and creditors. But the Irishman won't give up his dreams of luxury, which is the American dream.
“《瓦尔登湖》是本静静的书，极静 极静的书，并不是热热闹闹的书。它是一 本寂寞的书，一本孤独的书。它只是一本 一个人的书。如果你的心没有安静下来， 恐怕你很难进入到这本书里去。我要告诉 你的是，在你的心静下来以后，你就会思 考一些什么。在你思考一些什么问题时， 你才有可能和这位享利·戴维·梭罗先生 一起，思考一下自己，更思考一下更高的 原则。”
• Complementary Verses
– This chapter consists entirely of a poem, "The Pretensions of Poverty," by seventeenth-century English poet Thomas Carew. The poem criticizes those who think that their poverty gives them unearned moral and intellectual superi relates his efforts to cultivate two and a half acres of beans. He plants in June and spends his summer mornings weeding the field with a hoe. He sells most of the crop, and his small profit of $8.71 covers his needs.
Henry David Thoreau美国超验主义作家梭罗简介及《瓦尔登湖》赏析英文PPT课件.
Henry David Thoreau and Walden
《梭罗这人有脑子》---海子
梭罗这人有脑子 像鱼有水、鸟有翅 云彩有天空
…… 梭罗这人有脑子 梭罗手头没有别的 抓住了一根棒木 那木棍揍了我 狠狠揍了我 像春天揍了我
…… 梭罗这人有脑子 看见湖泊就高兴
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梭罗这人有脑子 不言不语让东窗天亮西窗天黑 其实他哪有窗子 梭罗这人有脑子 不言不语做男人又做女人 其实生下的儿子还是他自己
“最好的政府一无所治；在人们准备好之前 ，那将是他们愿意拥有的那种政府。”
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• “难道公民必得将良心交给立法者， 自己一分也不留？若此，则人有良心 何为？我认为我们首先必须是人，然 后再谈是不是被统治者。．．．则此 法律不值得尊重——去违反这样的法律 吧。．．．。如果一千个人今年拒绝 缴税，跟同意缴税相比，前者不算是 暴力与血腥的手段，因为缴税将可能 使国家使用暴力、且使无辜者流血。 事实上，这就是和平革命”（ peaceable revolution）。
• 他从来不懒惰或是任性，他需要钱的时 候，情愿做些与他性情相近的体力劳动 来赚钱——如造一只小船或是一道篱笆 ，种植、接枝、测量，或是别的短期工 作——而不愿长期地受雇。
• 梭罗认为，人们一周当中只应工作 一天，其余的六天用来思考。
• 他父亲制造铅笔，亨利有一个时期也研究这 行手艺，他相信他能够造出一种铅笔，比当 时通用的更好。他完成他的实验之后，将他 的作品展览给波士顿的化学家与艺术家看， 取得他们的证书，保证它的优秀品质，此后 他就满足地回家去了。他的朋友们向他道贺 ，因为他辟出了一条致富之道。但是他回答
著名作品有:散文集《瓦尔登湖》（又 译为《湖滨散记》）和《公民不服从 》(又译为《消极抵抗》、《论公民抗 命》、《公民不服从论》 ） Resistance to Civil Government (also known asCivil Disobedience) )。 《瓦尔登湖》记载了他在瓦爾登湖的 隐逸生活，而《公民不服从》则讨论 面对政府和强权的不义，为公民主动 拒绝遵守若干法律提出辩护。
ThoreauReader瓦尔登湖中英文原版
2. Where I Lived,and What I Lived forThoreau Reader - Walden Contents - Next ChapterAt a certain season of our life we are accustomed to consider every spot as the possible site of a house. I have thus surveyed the country on every side within a dozen miles of where I live. In imagination I have bought all the farms in succession, for all were to be bought, and I knew their price. I walked over each farmer's premises, tasted his wild apples, discoursed on husbandry with him, took his farm at his price, at any price, mortgaging it to him in my mind; even put a higher price on it--took everything but a deed of it--took his word for his deed, for I dearly love to talk--cultivated it, and him too to some extent, I trust, and withdrew when I had enjoyed it long enough, leaving him to carry it on. This experience entitled me to be regarded as a sort of real-estate broker by my friends. Wherever I sat, there I might live, and the landscape radiated from me accordingly. What is a house but a sedes, a seat--better if a country seat. I discovered many a site for a house not likely to be soon improved, which some might have thought too far from the village, but to my eyes the village was too far from it. Well, there I might live, I said; and there I did live, for an hour, a summer and a winter life; saw how I could let the years run off, buffet the winter through, and see the spring come in. The future inhabitants of this region, wherever they may place their houses, may be sure that they have been anticipated. An afternoon sufficed to lay out the land into orchard, wood-lot, and pasture, and to decide what fine oaks or pines should be left to stand before the door, and whence each blasted tree could be seen to the best advantage; and then I let it lie, fallow, perchance, for a man is rich in proportion to the numberof things which he can afford to let alone.My imagination carried me so far that I even had the refusal of several farms--the refusal was all I wanted--but I never got my fingers burned by actual possession. The nearest that I came to actual possession was when I bought the Hollowell place, and had begun to sort my seeds, and collected materials with which to make a wheelbarrow to carry it on or off with; but before the owner gave me a deed of it, his wife--every man has such a wife--changed her mind and wished to keep it, and he offered me ten dollars to release him. Now, to speak the truth, I had but ten cents in the world, and it surpassed my arithmetic to tell, if I was that man who had ten cents, or who had a farm, or ten dollars, or all together. However, I let him keep the ten dollars and the farm too, for I had carried it far enough; or rather, to be generous, I sold him the farm for just what I gave for it, and, as he was not a rich man, made him a present of ten dollars, and still had my ten cents, and seeds, and materials for a wheelbarrow left. I found thus that I had been a rich man without any damage to my poverty. But I retained the landscape, and I have since annually carried off what it yielded without a wheelbarrow. With respect to landscapes,"I am monarch of all I survey,My right there is none to dispute."(1)I have frequently seen a poet withdraw, having enjoyed the most valuable part of a farm, while the crusty farmer supposed that he had got a few wild apples only. Why, the owner does not know it for many years when a poet has put his farm in rhyme, the most admirable kind of invisible fence, has fairly impounded it,milked it, skimmed it, and got all the cream, and left the farmer only the skimmed milk.The real attractions of the Hollowell farm, to me, were: its complete retirement, being, about two miles from the village, half a mile from the nearest neighbor, and separated from the highway by a broad field; its bounding on the river, which the owner said protected it by its fogs from frosts in the spring, though that was nothing to me; the gray color and ruinous state of the house and barn, and the dilapidated fences, which put such an interval between me and the last occupant; the hollow and lichen-covered apple trees, nawed by rabbits, showing what kind of neighbors I should have; but above all, the recollection I had of it from my earliest voyages up the river, when the house was concealed behind a dense grove of red maples, through which I heard the house-dog bark.I was in haste to buy it, before the proprietor finished getting out some rocks, cutting down the hollow apple trees, and grubbing up some young birches which had sprung up in the pasture, or, in short, had made any more of his improvements. To enjoy these advantages I was ready to carry it on; like Atlas,(2) to take the world on my shoulders--I never heard what compensation he received for that--and do all those things which had no other motive or excuse but that I might pay for it and be unmolested in my possession of it; for I knew all the while that it would yield the most abundant crop of the kind I wanted, if I could only afford to let it alone. But it turned out as I have said.All that I could say, then, with respect to farming on a large scale--I have always cultivated a garden--was, that I had had my seeds ready. Many think that seeds improve with age. I have no doubt that time discriminates between the goodand the bad; and when at last I shall plant, I shall be less likely to be disappointed. But I would say to my fellows, once for all, As long as possible live free and uncommitted. It makes but little difference whether you are committed to a farm or the county jail.Old Cato,(3) whose "De Re Rustica" is my "Cultivator," says--and the only translation I have seen makes sheer nonsense of the passage--"When you think of getting a farm turn it thus in your mind, not to buy greedily; nor spare your pains to look at it, and do not think it enough to go round it once. The oftener you go there the more it will please you, if it is good." I think I shall not buy greedily, but go round and round it as long as I live, and be buried in it first, that it may please me the more at last.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------The present was my next experiment of this kind, which I purpose to describe more at length, for convenience putting the experience of two years into one. As I have said, I do not propose to write an ode to dejection, but to brag as lustily as chanticleer in the morning, standing on his roost, if only to wake my neighbors up.When first I took up my abode in the woods, that is, began to spend my nightsas well as days there, which, by accident, was on Independence Day, or the Fourth of July, 1845, my house was not finished for winter, but was merely a defence against the rain, without plastering or chimney, the walls being of rough, weather-stained boards, with wide chinks, which made it cool at night. The upright white hewn studs and freshly planed door and window casings gave it a clean and airy look, especially in the morning, when its timbers were saturated with dew, so that I fancied that by noon some sweet gum would exude from them. To my imagination it retained throughout the day more or less of this auroral character, reminding me of a certain house on a mountain which I had visited a year before. This was an airy and unplastered cabin, fit to entertain a travelling god, and where a goddess might trail her garments. The winds which passed over my dwelling were such as sweep over the ridges of mountains, bearing the broken strains, or celestial parts only, of terrestrial music. The morning wind forever blows, the poem of creation is uninterrupted; but few are the ears that hear it. Olympus (4) is but the outside of the earth everywhere.The only house I had been the owner of before, if I except a boat, was a tent, which I used occasionally when making excursions in the summer, and this is still rolled up in my garret; but the boat, after passing from hand to hand, has gone down the stream of time. With this more substantial shelter about me, I had made some progress toward settling in the world. This frame, so slightly clad, was a sort of crystallization around me, and reacted on the builder. It was suggestive somewhat as a picture in outlines. I did not need to go outdoors to take the air, for the atmosphere within had lost none of its freshness. It was not so much within doors as behind a door where I sat, even in the rainiest weather. The Harivansa(5) says, "An abode without birds is like a meat without seasoning." Such was not my abode, for I found myself suddenly neighbor to the birds; not by having imprisoned one, but having caged myself near them. I was not only nearer to some of those which commonly frequent the garden and the orchard, but to those smaller and more thrilling songsters of the forest which never, or rarely, serenade a villager--the wood thrush, the veery, the scarlet tanager, the field sparrow, the whip-poor-will, and many others.I was seated by the shore of a small pond, about a mile and a half south of the village of Concord and somewhat higher than it, in the midst of an extensive wood between that town and Lincoln, and about two miles south of that our only field known to fame, Concord Battle Ground; but I was so low in the woods that the opposite shore, half a mile off, like the rest, covered with wood, was my most distant horizon. For the first week, whenever I looked out on the pond it impressed me like a tarn high up on the side of a mountain, its bottom far above the surface of other lakes, and, as the sun arose, I saw it throwing off its nightly clothing of mist, and here and there, by degrees, its soft ripples or its smooth reflecting surface was revealed, while the mists, like ghosts, were stealthily withdrawing in every direction into the woods, as at the breaking up of some nocturnal conventicle. The very dew seemed to hang upon the trees later into the day than usual, as on the sides of mountains.This small lake was of most value as a neighbor in the intervals of a gentle rain-storm in August, when, both air and water being perfectly still, but the sky overcast, mid-afternoon had all the serenity of evening, and the wood thrushsang around, and was heard from shore to shore. A lake like this is never smoother than at such a time; and the clear portion of the air above it being, shallow and darkened by clouds, the water, full of light and reflections, becomes a lower heaven itself so much the more important. From a hill-top near by, where the wood had been recently cut off, there was a pleasing vista southward across the pond, through a wide indentation in the hills which form the shore there, where their opposite sides sloping toward each other suggested a stream flowing out in that direction through a wooded valley, but stream there was none. That way I looked between and over the near green hills to some distant and higher ones in the horizon, tinged with blue. Indeed, by standing on tiptoe I could catch a glimpse of some of the peaks of the still bluer and more distant mountain ranges in the northwest, those true-blue coins from heaven's own mint, and also of some portion of the village. But in other directions, even from this point, I could not see over or beyond the woods which surrounded me. It is well to have some water in your neighborhood, to give buoyancy to and float the earth. One value even of the smallest well is, that when you look into it you see that earth is not continent but insular. This is as important as that it keeps butter cool. When I looked across the pond from this peak toward the Sudbury meadows, which in time of flood I distinguished elevated perhaps by a mirage in their seething valley, like a coin in a basin, all the earth beyond the pond appeared like a thin crust insulated and floated even by this small sheet of interverting water, and I was reminded that this on which I dwelt was but dry land.Though the view from my door was still more contracted, I did not feel crowded or confined in the least. There was pasture enough for my imagination. The lowshrub oak plateau to which the opposite shore arose stretched away toward the prairies of the West and the steppes of Tartary, affording ample room for all the roving families of men. "There are none happy in the world but beings who enjoy freely a vast horizon"--said Damodara,(6) when his herds required new and larger pastures.Both place and time were changed, and I dwelt nearer to those parts of the universe and to those eras in history which had most attracted me. Where I lived was as far off as many a region viewed nightly by astronomers. We are wont to imagine rare and delectable places in some remote and more celestial corner of the system, behind the constellation of Cassiopeia's Chair, far from noise and disturbance. I discovered that my house actually had its site in such a withdrawn, but forever new and unprofaned, part of the universe. If it were worth the while to settle in those parts near to the Pleiades or the Hyades, to Aldebaran (7) or Altair, then I was really there, or at an equal remoteness from the life which I had left behind, dwindled and twinkling with as fine a ray to my nearest neighbor, and to be seen only in moonless nights by him. Such was that part of creation where I had squatted,--"There was a shepherd that did live,And held his thoughts as highAs were the mounts whereon his flocksDid hourly feed him by."(8)What should we think of the shepherd's life if his flocks always wandered to higher pastures than his thoughtsEvery morning was a cheerful invitation to make my life of equal simplicity, and I may say innocence, with Nature herself. I have been as sincere a worshipper of Aurora (9) as the Greeks. I got up early and bathed in the pond; that was a religious exercise, and one of the best things which I did. They say that characters were engraven on the bathing tub of King Tching Thang (10) to this effect: "Renew thyself completely each day; do it again, and again, and forever again." I can understand that. Morning brings back the heroic ages. I was as much affected by the faint hum of a mosquito making its invisible and unimaginable tour through my apartment at earliest dawn, when I was sitting with door and windows open, as I could be by any trumpet that ever sang of fame. It was Homer's requiem; itself an Iliad and Odyssey (11) in the air, singing its own wrath and wanderings. There was something cosmical about it; a standing advertisement, till forbidden, of the everlasting vigor and fertility of the world. The morning, which is the most memorable season of the day, is the awakening hour. Then there is least somnolence in us; and for an hour, at least, some part of us awakes which slumbers all the rest of the day and night. Little is to be expected of that day, if it can be called a day, to which we are not awakened by our Genius, but by the mechanical nudgings of some servitor, are not awakened by our own newly acquired force and aspirations from within, accompanied by the undulations of celestial music, instead of factory bells, and a fragrance filling the air--to a higher life than we fell asleep from; and thus the darkness bear its fruit, and prove itself to be good, no less than the light. That man who does not believe that each day contains an earlier, more sacred, and auroral hour than he has yet profaned, has despaired of life, and is pursuing a descending and darkening way. After a partial cessation of his sensuous life, the soul of man, or its organsrather, are reinvigorated each day, and his Genius tries again what noble life it can make. All memorable events, I should say, transpire in morning time and in a morning atmosphere. The Vedas (12) say, "All intelligences awake with the morning." Poetry and art, and the fairest and most memorable of the actions of men, date from such an hour. All poets and heroes, like Memnon,(13) are the children of Aurora, and emit their music at sunrise. To him whose elastic and vigorous thought keeps pace with the sun, the day is a perpetual morning. It matters not what the clocks say or the attitudes and labors of men. Morning is when I am awake and there is a dawn in me. Moral reform is the effort to throw off sleep. Why is it that men give so poor an account of their day if they have not been slumbering They are not such poor calculators. If they had not been overcome with drowsiness, they would have performed something. The millions are awake enough for physical labor; but only one in a million is awake enough for effective intellectual exertion, only one in a hundred millions to a poetic or divine life. To be awake is to be alive. I have never yet met a man who was quite awake. How could I have looked him in the faceWe must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aids, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn, which does not forsake us in our soundest sleep. I know of no more encouraging fact than the unquestionable ability of man to elevate his life by a conscious endeavor. It is something to be able to paint a particular picture, or to carve a statue, and so to make a few objects beautiful; but it is far more glorious to carve and paint the very atmosphere and medium through which we look, which morally we can do. To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts. Every man is tasked to make his life,even in its details, worthy of the contemplation of his most elevated and critical hour. If we refused, or rather used up, such paltry information as we get, the oracles would distinctly inform us how this might be done.I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and, if it proved to be mean, why then to get the whole and genuine meanness of it, and publish its meanness to the world; or if it were sublime, to know it by experience, and be able to give a true account of it in my next excursion. For most men, it appears to me, are in a strange uncertainty about it, whether it is of the devil or of God, and have somewhat hastily concluded that it is the chief end of man here to "glorify God and enjoy him forever."(14)Still we live meanly, like ants; though the fable tells us that we were long ago changed into men; like pygmies we fight with cranes; it is error upon error, and clout upon clout, and our best virtue has for its occasion a superfluous and evitable wretchedness. Our life is frittered away by detail. An honest man has hardly need to count more than his ten fingers, or in extreme cases he may add his ten toes, and lump the rest. Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity! I say, let your affairs be as two or three, and not a hundred or a thousand; instead of amillion count half a dozen, and keep your accounts on your thumb-nail. In the midst of this chopping sea of civilized life, such are the clouds and storms and quicksands and thousand-and-one items to be allowed for, that a man has to live, if he would not founder and go to the bottom and not make his port at all, by dead reckoning, and he must be a great calculator indeed who succeeds. Simplify, simplify. Instead of three meals a day, if it be necessary eat but one; instead of a hundred dishes, five; and reduce other things in proportion. Our life is like a German Confederacy,(15) made up of petty states, with its boundary forever fluctuating, so that even a German cannot tell you how it is bounded at any moment. The nation itself, with all its so-called internal improvements, which, by the way are all external and superficial, is just such an unwieldy and overgrown establishment, cluttered with furniture and tripped up by its own traps, ruined by luxury and heedless expense, by want of calculation and a worthy aim, as the million households in the land; and the only cure for it, as for them, is in a rigid economy, a stern and more than Spartan (16) simplicity of life and elevation of purpose. It lives too fast. Men think that it is essential that the Nation have commerce, and export ice, and talk through a telegraph, and ride thirty miles an hour, without a doubt, whether they do or not; but whether we should live like baboons or like men, is a little uncertain. If we do not get out sleepers,(17) and forge rails, and devote days and nights to the work, but go to tinkering upon our lives to improve them, who will build railroads And if railroads are not built, how shall we get to heaven in season But if we stay at home and mind our business, who will want railroads We do not ride on the railroad; it rides upon us. Did you ever think what those sleepers are that underlie the railroad Each one is a man, an Irishman, or a Yankee man. The rails are laid on them, and they arecovered with sand, and the cars run smoothly over them. They are sound sleepers, I assure you. And every few years a new lot is laid down and run over; so that, if some have the pleasure of riding on a rail, others have the misfortune to be ridden upon. And when they run over a man that is walking in his sleep, a supernumerary sleeper in the wrong position, and wake him up, they suddenly stop the cars, and make a hue and cry about it, as if this were an exception. I am glad to know that it takes a gang of men for every five miles to keep the sleepers down and level in their beds as it is, for this is a sign that they may sometime get up again.Why should we live with such hurry and waste of life We are determined to be starved before we are hungry. Men say that a stitch in time saves nine, and so they take a thousand stitches today to save nine tomorrow. As for work, we haven't any of any consequence. We have the Saint Vitus' dance,(18) and cannot possibly keep our heads still. If I should only give a few pulls at the parish bell-rope, as for a fire, that is, without setting the bell, there is hardly a man on his farm in the outskirts of Concord, notwithstanding that press of engagements which was his excuse so many times this morning, nor a boy, nor a woman, I might almost say, but would forsake all and follow that sound, not mainly to save property from the flames, but, if we will confess the truth, much more to see it burn, since burn it must, and we, be it known, did not set it on fire--or to see it put out, and have a hand in it, if that is done as handsomely; yes, even if it were the parish church itself. Hardly a man takes a half-hour's nap after dinner, but when he wakes he holds up his head and asks, "What's the news" as if the rest of mankind had stood his sentinels. Some give directions to bewaked every half-hour, doubtless for no other purpose; and then, to pay for it, they tell what they have dreamed. After a night's sleep the news is as indispensable as the breakfast. "Pray tell me anything new that has happened to a man anywhere on this globe"--and he reads it over his coffee and rolls, that a man has had his eyes gouged out this morning on the Wachito River;(19) never dreaming the while that he lives in the dark unfathomed mammoth cave of this world, and has but the rudiment of an eye himself.For my part, I could easily do without the post-office. I think that there are very few important communications made through it. To speak critically, I never received more than one or two letters in my life--I wrote this some years ago--that were worth the postage. The penny-post is, commonly, an institution through which you seriously offer a man that penny for his thoughts which is so often safely offered in jest. And I am sure that I never read any memorable news in a newspaper. If we read of one man robbed, or murdered, or killed by accident, or one house burned, or one vessel wrecked, or one steamboat blown up, or one cow run over on the Western Railroad, or one mad dog killed, or one lot of grasshoppers in the winter--we never need read of another. One is enough. If you are acquainted with the principle, what do you care for a myriad instances and applications To a philosopher all news, as it is called, is gossip, and they who edit and read it are old women over their tea. Yet not a few are greedy after this gossip. There was such a rush, as I hear, the other day at one of the offices to learn the foreign news by the last arrival, that several large squares of plate glass belonging to the establishment were broken by the pressure--news which I seriously think a ready wit might write a twelve-month, or twelve years,beforehand with sufficient accuracy. As for Spain, for instance, if you know how to throw in Don Carlos and the Infanta, and Don Pedro and Seville and Granada,(20) from time to time in the right proportions--they may have changed the names a little since I saw the papers--and serve up a bull-fight when other entertainments fail, it will be true to the letter, and give us as good an idea of the exact state or ruin of things in Spain as the most succinct and lucid reports under this head in the newspapers: and as for England, almost the last significant scrap of news from that quarter was the revolution of 1649; and if you have learned the history of her crops for an average year, you never need attend to that thing again, unless your speculations are of a merely pecuniary character. If one may judge who rarely looks into the newspapers, nothing new does ever happen in foreign parts, a French revolution not excepted.What news! how much more important to know what that is which was never old! "Kieou-he-yu (21) (great dignitary of the state of Wei) sent a man to Khoung-tseu to know his news. Khoung-tseu caused the messenger to be seated near him, and questioned him in these terms: What is your master doing The messenger answered with respect: My master desires to diminish the number of his faults, but he cannot accomplish it.. The messenger being gone, the philosopher remarked: What a worthy messenger! What a worthy messenger!" The preacher, instead of vexing the ears of drowsy farmers on their day of rest at the end of the week--for Sunday is the fit conclusion of an ill-spent week, and not the fresh and brave beginning of a new one--with this one other draggle-tail of a sermon, should shout with thundering voice, "Pause! Avast! Why so seeming fast, but deadly slow"Shams and delusions are esteemed for soundest truths, while reality is fabulous. If men would steadily observe realities only, and not allow themselves to be deluded, life, to compare it with such things as we know, would be like a fairy tale and the Arabian Nights' Entertainments. If we respected only what is inevitable and has a right to be, music and poetry would resound along the streets. When we are unhurried and wise, we perceive that only great and worthy things have any permanent and absolute existence, that petty fears and petty pleasures are but the shadow of the reality. This is always exhilarating and sublime. By closing the eyes and slumbering, and consenting to be deceived by shows, men establish and confirm their daily life of routine and habit everywhere, which still is built on purely illusory foundations. Children, who play life, discern its true law and relations more clearly than men, who fail to live it worthily, but who think that they are wiser by experience, that is, by failure.I have read in a Hindoo book, that "there was a king's son, who, being expelled in infancy from his native city, was brought up by a forester, and, growing up to maturity in that state, imagined himself to belong to the barbarous race with which he lived. One of his father's ministers having discovered him, revealed to him what he was, and the misconception of his character was removed, and he knew himself to be a prince. So soul," continues the Hindoo philosopher, "from the circumstances in which it is placed, mistakes its own character, until the truth is revealed to it by some holy teacher, and then it knows itself to be Brahme."(22) I perceive that we inhabitants of New England live this mean life that we do because our vision does not penetrate the surface of things. We think that that is which appears to be. If a man should walk through this town and see only the reality, where, think you, would the "Mill-dam" go to If he should give。
中英文对照《瓦尔登湖》
中英⽂对照《⽡尔登湖》《⽡尔登湖》是美国作家亨利·戴维·梭罗创作的散⽂集，是他独居⽡尔登湖畔的记录，描绘了他两年多时间⾥的所见、所闻和所思。
该书崇尚简朴⽣活，热爱⼤⾃然的风光，内容丰厚，意义深远，语⾔⽣动。
《⽡尔登湖》共由18篇散⽂组成，在四季循环更替的过程中，详细记录了梭罗内⼼的渴望、冲突、失望和⾃我调整，以及调整过后再次渴望的复杂的⼼路历程，⼏经循环，直到最终实现为⽌。
表明了作者⽤它来挑战他个⼈的、甚⾄是整个⼈类的界限。
但这种挑战不是对实现⾃我价值的⽆限希望，⽽是伤后复原的⽆限⼒量。
该书出版于1854年，梭罗在书中详尽地描述了他在⽡尔登湖湖畔⼀⽚再⽣林中度过两年零两个⽉的⽣活以及期间他的许多思考。
⽡尔登湖地处美国马萨诸塞州东部的康科德城，离梭罗家不远。
梭罗把这次经历称为简朴隐居⽣活的⼀次尝试。
这是⼀本字宁静恬淡、充满智慧的书。
其分析⽣活，批判习俗处，语语惊⼈，字字闪光，见解独特，耐⼈寻味。
其中许多篇页是形象描绘，优美细致，像湖⽔的纯洁透明，像⼭林的茂密翠绿；也有⼀些篇页说理透彻，⼗分精辟，给⼈启迪。
这是⼀本清新、健康、引⼈向上的书，对于春天，对于黎明，都有及其动⼈的描写。
这⾥有⼤⾃然给⼈的澄净的空⽓，⽽⽆⼯业社会带来的环境污染。
读着它，读者会⾃然感觉到⼼灵的纯净，精神的升华。
“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms.”“我步⼊丛林,因为我希望从容不迫地⽣活,⾯对本质上只有⽣活的事实,看看是否能掌握所教,不,当我来到死,发现我没有住。
英文版瓦尔登湖节选
He interested me because he was so quiet and solitary and so happy withal; a well of good humor and contentment which overflowed at his eyes. His mirth was without alloy. Sometimes I saw him at his work in the woods, felling trees, and he would greet me with a laugh of inexpressible satisfaction, and a salutation in Canadian French, though he spoke English as well. When I approached him he would suspend his work, and with half-suppressed mirth lie along the trunk of a pine which he had felled, and, peeling off the inner bark, roll it up into a ball and chew it while he laughed and talked. Such an exuberance of animal spirits had he that he sometimes tumbled down and rolled on the ground with laughter at anything which made him think and tickled him. Looking round upon the trees he would exclaim—“By George! I can enjoy myself well enough here chopping; I want no better sport.” Sometimes, when at leisure, he amused himself all day in the woods with a pocket pistol, firing salutes to himself at regular intervals as he walked. In the winter he had a fire by which at noon he warmed his coffee in a kettle; and as he sat on a log to eat his dinner the chickadees would sometimes come round and alight on his arm and peck at the potato in his fingers; and he said that he “liked to have the little fellers about him.”In him the animal man chiefly was developed. In physical endurance and contentment he was cousin to the pine and the rock. I asked him once if he was not sometimes tired at night, after working all day; and he answered, with a sincere and serious look, “Gorrappit, I never was tired in my life.” But the intellectual and what is called spiritual man in him were slumbering as in an infant. He had been instructed only in that innocent and ineffectual way in which the Catholic priests teach the aborigines, by which the pupil is never educated to the degree of consciousness, but only to the degree of trust and reverence, and a child is not made a man, but kept a child. When Nature made him, she gave him a strong body and contentment for his portion, and propped him on every side with reverence and reliance, that he might live out his threescore years and ten a child. He was so genuine and unsophisticated that no introduction would serve to introduce him, more than if you introduced a woodchuck to your neighbor. He particularly reverenced the writer and the preacher. Their performances were miracles. When I told him that I wrote considerably, he thought for a long time that it was merelythe handwriting which I meant, for he could write a remarkably good hand himself. I sometimes found the name of his native parish handsomely written in the snow by the highway, with the proper French accent, and knew that he had passed. I asked him if he ever wished to write his thoughts. He said that he had read and written letters for those who could not, but he never tried to write thoughts—no, he could not, he could not tell what to put first, it would kill him, and then there was spelling to be attended to at the same time!I heard that a distinguished wise man and reformer asked him if he did not want the world to be changed; but he answered with a chuckle of surprise in his Canadian accent, not knowing that the question had ever been entertained before, “No, I like it well enough.” It would have suggested many things to a philosopher to have dealings with him. To a stranger he appeared to know nothing of things in general; yet I sometimes saw in him a man whom I had not seen before, and I did not know whether he was as wise as Shakespeare or as simply ignorant as a child, whether to suspect him of a fine poetic consciousness or of stupidity. A townsman told me that when he met him sauntering through the village in his small close-fitting cap, and whistling to himself, he reminded him of a prince in disguise.我对他感兴趣是因为他这样安静，这样寂寞，而内心又这样愉快；他的眼睛里流露出高兴而满足的神情。
Walden 瓦尔登湖(英文版)
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"But i think isolation can leads to solitude, and solitude can also be powerful positive emotion, thoughts and feelings that take you to another state".。
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WHERE I LIVED, AND WHAT I LIVED
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READING SOUNDS
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THE PONDS
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Walden 瓦尔登湖(英文版)
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Walden is a book by noted transcendentalist Henry David Thoreau. The text is a reflection upon simple living in natural surroundings. The work is part personal declaration of independence, social experiment, voyage of spiritual discovery, satire, and (to some degree) manual for self-reliance.First published in 1854, Walden details Thoreau's experiences over the course of two years, two months, and two days in a cabin he built near Walden Pond, amidst woodland owned by his friend and mentor Ralph Waldo Emerson, near Concord, Massachusetts. Thoreau used this time to write his first book, A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers. The experience later inspired Walden, in which Thoreau compresses the time into a single calendar year and uses passages of four seasons to symbolize human development.By immersing himself in nature, Thoreau hoped to gain a more objective understanding of society through personal introspection. Simple living and self-sufficiency were Thoreau's other goals, and the whole project was inspired by transcendentalist philosophy, a central theme of the American Romantic Period.《瓦尔登湖》详细记录了梭罗在长达两 年零两个月时间里的日常生活状态以及所思所想。他在小木屋旁开荒种地，春种秋收，自给自足。他是一个自然 之子，他崇尚自然，与自然交朋友，与湖水、森林和飞鸟对话，在林中观察动物和植物，在船上吹笛，在湖边钓 鱼，晚上，在小木屋中记下自己的观察和思考。他追求精神生活，**灵魂的成长，他骄傲地宣称：“每个人都是 自己王国的国王，与这个王国相比，沙皇帝国也不过是一个卑微小国，犹如冰天雪地中的小雪团。
Thoreau And Walden(梭罗和瓦尔登湖)---美国文学PPT课件
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一．清新、形象、生动、富有诗意 二．既平易自然，简洁有力，又新颖别致，典雅蕴藉 三．不时透露出些许幽默
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➢揭示生态危机及其社会根源，弘扬忧患意识 ➢提倡简单生活 ➢倡导任何自然和谐共生，表达人类与自然万物和谐相处的思想 ➢超验主义：强调人与上帝间的直接交流和人性中的神性，强调人
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• Economy • Complemental Verses • Where I Lived, and What I lived
For • Reading • Sounds • Solitude • Visitors • The Bean-field • The Village
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Personal Interpretation to Walden
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Published in 1854 Detailed description of his life and thoughts during his solitude beside
自杀时随身携带了四本书：《圣经》、 亨利·戴维·梭罗的《瓦尔登湖》、海涯 达尔的《孤筏重洋》和《康拉得小说 选》。
“从明天起，关心粮食和蔬菜 我有一所房子 面朝大海，春暖花开”
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亨利·戴维·梭罗（Henry David Thoreau， 1817年7月12日－1862年5月6日）， 美国作家、哲学家、废奴主义者、超 验主义者，也曾任职土地勘测员。
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WaldenChapter 2 (Excerpt)Where I lived, and what I lived forBy Henry David Thoreau瓦尔登湖·第二章·我生活的地方；我为何生活亨利·大卫·梭罗This small lake was of most value as a neighbor in the intervals of a gentle rain-storm in August,八月里，在轻柔的斜凤细雨暂停的时候，这小小的湖做我的邻居，最为珍贵，when, both air and water being perfectly still, but the sky overcast,那时水和空气都完全平静了，天空中却密布着乌云，mid-afternoon had all the serenity ([ ]平静) of evening,下午才过了一半却已具备了一切黄昏的肃穆，and the wood thrush (画眉鸟) sang around, and was heard from shore to shore.而画眉在四周唱歌，隔岸相闻。
A lake like this is never smoother than at such a time;这样的湖，再没有比这时候更平静的了；and the clear portion of the air above it being, shallow and darkened by clouds,湖上的明净的空气自然很稀薄，而且给乌云映得很黯淡了，the water, full of light and reflections,湖水却充满了光明和倒影，becomes a lower heaven itself so much the more important.成为一个下界的天空，更加值得珍视。
瓦尔登湖英文版读后感
瓦尔登湖英文版读后感《瓦尔登湖》是美国作家亨利·戴维·梭罗创作的散文集。
以下是有关它的英文读后感，一起来看看吧！瓦尔登湖英文版读后感【1】Walden is a masterpiece written by Henry David Thoreau （1817-1862），who was born in Concord, Massachusetts. The age he lived had witnessed the flourish of capitalism as well as the prosperity of industrialization and urbanization. During the 19th century, the American economy developed at so fast rate that most people were bound up in pursuing the material satisfaction , while ingored the spiritual life to a great extent. But Thoreau was quite different from other people, he disdained the modern civilization and attached more importance to the spirit than the material. He thought many people of his time lived in a non-human-like modern society and many modern appliances, such as trains and telegraphs, had done harm to people's harmonious life peace and also broken the relationship between human and nature.In order to prove that without the modern instruments , people can also live a happy life, in 1845, he moved into a cabin on the shore of Walden Pond and live there alone for two years to get close to the nature .Walden, is the famous book mainly talks about his life and thoughts during those days living in the woods .Thoreau was so happy with the life living near the lake of Walden that he felt it a sweet grace to have the nature' accompany and even the sounds of rain and the sights around his house were full of sincere friendship. In his eyes, the nature was an intimate friend of him and all things in the nature were lively and vivacious. And all kinds of animals in the wood, such as field mouses, robins and wild rabbits were amicably treated and regarded as his adorable companions. He even thought that plants were also had the right to live equal with human beings. Just because of this, he even blamed himself for hitting chestnut trees with stones. From many words or sentences, we can easily feel Thoreau's deep love and care towards nature.Besides, Thoreau was a pioneering nature lover, who called on people to stop destorying nature but protect it by setting himself an example to others. The consciousness of the environmental protection is becoming more and more important in our modern society, while the whole world is trapped in some serious ecological crisises resulting from hunting and killing animals, cutting down trees and polluting the rivers for pursuit of human beings' own interests. We all have the common sense that the number of wildlife is decreasing, the area of lake is shrinking, and the water is not clear any more. What's worse, environment problems such as globewarming, climate change and air and water pollution are deteriorating during the commercial process . So it's high time that we should realize we never be the dominator of the whole world conquring nature, but should spare no efforts to improve the environment right away. That is, we should comply with the natural laws, make reasonable utilization of natural resources and keep the harmonious development between the society and the environment. Only in this way will we has an opportunity to embrace a bright future and achieve a sustainable society .In the book, Walden, Thoreau not only advocated the protection of nature, but also encourage people to comprehend and return to nature. He told us using his own experience that by living a simple life close to nature, we human beings will find out the true value of life and significance of existence.After reading the book, what impressed me most is the description of the fascinating scenery around the Walden pound, especially these sentences: A lake is the landscape's most beautiful and expressive feature. It is earth's eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature. The fluviatile trees next the shore are the slender eyelashes which fringe it, and the wooded hills and cliffs around are its overhanging brows. To Thoreau, the Walden lake is like a charming and melting girl ,who has slender eyelashes and likes to dress herself in different beautiful clothes with the changes of different seasons.Every morning after getting up, Thoreau would have a bath in the Walden lake to start a new day. After that, he used to wander around the pond and refresh himself with the fresh air. In summer days , he cultivated a piece of land and growed beans, blackberries, johnsworts and the like. The depiction of his leisure rurality spontaneously reminds me of Tao Yuanming, the famous Chinese poet, who lived in the Jin Dynasty and made his life meaningful by returning to the nature and perfecting himself. If Thoreau and Tao Yuanming lived in the same period and place, they would probably become best friends.From the book, we know that during the years when Thoreau lived near the Walden, he did not completely isolate himself from the outside world. Sometimes he went to the town and did odd jobs and would receive visitors and friends in his cabin at times. As I mention before, the intention for his living in the woods was that he wanted to teach people how to live a simple life, achieve enjoyment from the nature, free oneself from the strained daily life and what is more important is to reevaluate the value of social life.Thoreau's though of enjoying a simple life has a more realistic significance and have become a valuable spiritual wealth inour modern society. With the development of the material civilization, people's desires are swelling limitlessly and many people are busy with the pursuit of wealth and luxurious life by any means, including at the expense of nature. However, even in the society materially affluent and technologically advanced , people are not be more happier than those people who lived centuries ago, but even feel less satisfactory and complaint more about their present life as a result of having unbounded desires of getting more and better. Therefore, many people who possess a lat have become slaves of machine, working more but do not have the ability to enjoy what they have.In the book Walden, Thoreau had realize this problem several hundreds ago. Thus, he set his mind to give a enlightenment to awake people and encourage them to live a simple life. His thoughts have great similarity with the belief of our Chinese humanism, that is, the meaning of life lies in the sane and healthy enjoyment of a simple life. In fact, Thoreau and his teacher and friend Emerson praised highly on Confucianism and both them benefited a lot from it. I am very happy to see the interlinked place between Chinese culture and western culture.Reading this book is like having a tranquil steam flow through my heart, washing the dust in my mind. It teaches me how to keep apure spirit in the complex society, set proper goals for my life as well as enjoy the endows of nature. In short, I feel it quite worthwhile to read the book Walden. I sincerely hope more and more people would like to read this book and receive benefits from it .瓦尔登湖英文版读后感【2】read through some of the more than half of the walden pond, to be honest look at a lot of paragraphs do not really understand, but say it is fun sections of animals that people read fresh.the first animal is the rooster attention, and that the most common birds, however the author's pen in the air all of a sudden and very poor. thoreau is the author described them this way: the rooster, pheasant was originally, and their chirping is the world's most beautiful music, better than all the other animals, but most of the time to fill the gaps in their voice is their wife - the mother chickens are noisy, it's no wonder that they ultimately can only be the poultry, not to mention what kind of a chicken egg. these words can not help people desperately want to remember the music chenming rooster, the result was a loss, except in writing from the mechanical oo sound. as for the hen, they can only remember them after the end of each time it is under the giggle to stop the called.walden pond, how can there are so many wild animal? every day it seems that the author and not the name they say hello. are familiar with ant, but where the ants are like the soldiers how to ah, make that an ant war was afraid to read the small bio of contempt. lovely fledgling partridge destitute people, they only obey the instinct of mothers and their own oh, the fullness of their long feathers of the body of small branches and leaves together to maintain the same posture, where to stay motionless, it picked up when a stranger or follow it, it continues to stay as motionless, or take your eyes clean. scary, of course, most diving birds, and it always sent laugh, when it is from this lake first dive, the observer much hunting or after a lot of fun. what it is, you can go to the bottom of the lake to fish in the bird.after all the human animal is, ah, just high-level animals. the author predicted that the result of human progress must be to give up meat, as the savage to the civilized around after people give up bad habits, like eating. i do not know human beings are not one day give up meat, it is very curious about the rabbit call. in the book, the author said: rabbit to the end, the truth was a child cry. on rabbits, the most profound impression that the tree hit a hare, but there is no written record of our had been a poor hunt rabbits.。
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Influence
•Thoreau's writings went on to influence many public figures. •It should come as no surprise that Walden is now an icon for environmentalists,and a touchstone for Americans seeking to "get in touch with nature." •……………… Li Danyang 1141042022
Original
They are not green like the pines, nor gray like the stones, nor blue like the sky; but they have, to my eyes, if possible, yet rarer colors, like flowers and precious stones, as if they were the pearls, the animalized nuclei or crystals of the Walden water.
Walden
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Thoreau
Birthday:1817.7.12 Birthplace: Concord Graduation: Harvard University 1845-1847 :Lived in a forest near Walden alone 1854 :Published “Walden” 1862:Died of Lung disease in Concord
Influence
Mohandas Gandhi
Allen Sherman
B. F. Skinner
Martin Luther King, Jr.
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Achievement
• Seleted
as “25 Books That Have Shaped Readers”by the Library of Congress,in contemporary America •Emma Goldman referring to him as "the greatest American anarchist."
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Questions
• Do you think it’s difficult to read Walden?Why? • How can Walden philosophy help us in our life？ • How do you think about Thoreau, is he a failure?
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Thoreau
Walden
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Son of nature
Environmental movement Civil Disobedience
Walden Theme
•Natural makes human pure and toleration •The importance of self-reliance, solitude, contemplation, and closeness to nature •One can best transcend normality and experience the Ideal, or the Divine, through nature. •Loneliness is the best way to feel peace
Original
Ah, the pickerel of Walden! when I see them lying on the ice, or in the well which the fisherman cuts in the ice, making a little hole to admit the water, I am always surprised by their rare beauty, as if they were fabulous fishes, they are so foreign to the streets, even to the woods, foreign as Arabia to our Concord life. They possess a quite dazzling and transcendent beauty which separates them by a wide interval from the cadaverous cod and haddock whose fame is trumpeted in our streets.
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Influence
•Walden inspired the 1948 novel Walden Two by psychologist B.F. Skinner. • Walden Three, takes its name from the book. •Walden started a movement for less pollution and preserving wildlife. •……………………………………………… Ma Wenjia 1141042046