a service of love中英文互译
一生所爱的英语
一生所爱的英语Love of a Lifetime。
一生所爱的英文原文是：Love for the whole life，缩写直接写他们的首字母大写就可以了，缩写：LFTWL。
也可以翻译作其他的句子，比如：A Lifetime Love ，意思也可以表示为一生所爱。
拓展资料：类似的英文爱情句子有：1.No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry. 没有人值得你流泪，值得让你这么做的人不会让你哭泣。
2.The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them. 失去某人，最糟糕的莫过于，他近在身旁，却犹如远在天边。
3.To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world. 对于世界而言，你是一个人；但是对于某个人，你是他的整个世界。
4.Whn the words "I love you" were said by you for the first time, my world blossoms. 第一次听到你对我说"我爱你"，我的世界一瞬间鲜花绽开。
5.Where there is love, there are always wishes. 哪里有爱，哪里就有希望。
6.With the wonder of your love, the sun above always shines. 拥有你美丽的爱情，太阳就永远明媚7.You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her. 你不会因为美丽去爱一个女人，但她却会因为你的爱而变得美丽。
A SERVICE OF LOVE 演示文稿
Introduction ……
• In “A Service of Love”, O. Henry inputs the comment to an inside view, which is conveyed by the conversation between Joe and Delia: “When one loves one’s art no service seems too hard—just when one loves牺牲）
---- O. Henry
When one loves one’s art, no service seems too hard .
• " A SERVICE OF LOVE " is one of O. Henry's most famous articles, telling a moving love story about a pair of poor young husband and wife .
• This beautiful love story not only phrases the happiness between the couples, but also shows the great side of the humanity.
Thank you!
Pure Love Between Joe and Delia
• They lived in a poor but happy life. • One day, Delia said she got a well-paid job as tuition in a rich family. • Then, Joe also sold his paintings at a reasonable price. • Everything seems went on well.
A Service of Love 爱的牺牲
A Service of Love爱的牺牲作者介绍欧·亨利(O.Henry)1862－1910，原名威廉·西德尼·波特（William Sydney Porter），美国著名小说家，与法国的莫泊桑、俄国的契诃夫并称为世界三大短篇小说巨匠。
他的短篇小说构思巧妙，手法独特，以幽默的语言和出人意料的结局而闻名于世，大多表现美国中下层人民的生活，被誉为“美国生活的百科全书”。
著名作品有：《最后一片藤叶》(The Last Leaf)、《警察与赞美诗》(The Cop and the Anthem)、《麦琪的礼物》(The Gift of the Magi)等。
作品介绍《爱的牺牲》讲述了一对怀有艺术梦想的夫妇，在爱与信仰的精神支撑下共同为生活奋斗的故事。
乔·拉雷毕有绘画天赋，而他的妻子迪莉娅·拉雷毕热爱音乐。
为了维持生计和实现彼此的梦想，他们放下高雅的艺术追求，一个去街头卖风景画，另一个去教富家小姐音乐课，而现实中的身不由己，却让两人演绎了一出阴差阳错的人间喜剧。
如同欧·亨利大多数以爱情为主题的作品相似，该故事也选取了社会中最普通的大众作为主角，从他们普通而琐碎日常生活中将“为爱牺牲”这个永恒而温馨的主题娓娓道来。
1enthusiasticadj. 热心的;热情的;热烈的;狂热的2coddle vt.悉心照料，娇惯3languid adj.疲倦的; 没精打采的，呆滞的; 萧条的; 慢吞吞4triumphantlydv.耀武扬威地，得意扬扬地5monotonousadj.枯燥无味的; （声音，话语）单调的，无抑扬顿挫的6widowern.鳏夫7obeliskn.方尖碑8overwhelminglyadv.压倒地，无法抵抗地9game adj.对…有兴趣的;10freight n.货运，货物; 运费; 船运货物; 货运列车11queer adj.古怪的; 可疑的; 不适的12distracted adj.思想不集中的; 心烦意乱的13plaintivelyadv.悲哀地，哀怨地14stubbornnessn.倔强，顽强; 牛性; 牛脾气; 犟劲15confess vt.& vi.承认; 聆听（某人的）忏悔（或告罪、告解）作品赏析：欧·亨利的短片小说大多从“小”处着眼。
爱的牺牲中英文
爱的牺牲中英文A SERVICE OF LOVE When one loves ones Art no service seems too hard. That is our premise. This story shall draw a conclusion from it and show at the same time that the premise is incorrect. That will be a new thing in logic and a feat in story-telling somewhat older than the great wall of China. Joe Larrabee came out of the post-oak flats of the Middle West pulsing with a genius for pictorial art. At six he drew a picture of the town pump with a prominent citizen passing it hastily. This effort was framed and hung in the drug store window by the side of the ear of corn with an uneven number of rows. At twenty he left for New York with a flowing necktie and a capital tied up somewhat closer. Delia Caruthers did things in six octaves so promisingly in a pine-tree village in the South that her relatives chipped in enough in her chip hat for her to go quotNorthquot and quotfinish.quot They could not see her f-- but that is our story. Joe and Delia met in an atelier where a number of art and music students had gathered to discuss chiaroscuro Wagner music Rembrandts works pictures Waldteufel wall paper Chopin and Oolong. Joe and Delia became enamoured one of the other or each of the other as you please and in a short time were married--for see above when one loves ones Art no service seems too hard. Mr. and Mrs. Larrabee began housekeeping in a flat. It was a lonesome flat--something like the A sharp way down at the left-hand end of the keyboard. And they were happy for they had their Art and they had each other. And my advice to therich young man would be--sell all thou hast and give it to the poor--janitor for the privilege of living in a flat with your Art and your Delia. Flat-dwellers shall indorse my dictum that theirs is the only true happiness. If a home is happy it cannot fit too close--let the dresser collapse and become a billiard table let the mantel turn to a rowing machine the escritoire to a spare bedchamber the washstand to an upright piano let the four walls come together if they will so you and your Delia are between. But if home be the other kind let it be wide and long--enter you at the Golden Gate hang your hat on Hatteras your cape on Cape Horn and go out by the Labrador. Joe was painting in the class of the great Magister--you know his fame. His fees are high his lessons are light--his high-lights have brought him renown. Delia was studying under Rosenstock--you know his repute as a disturber of the piano keys. They were mighty happy as long as their money lasted. So is every--but I will not be cynical. Their aims were very clear and defined. Joe was to become capable very soon of turning out pictures that old gentlemen with thin side-whiskers and thick pocketbooks would sandbag one another in his studio for the privilege of buying. Delia was to become familiar and then contemptuous with Music so that when she saw the orchestra seats and boxes unsold she could have sore throat and lobster in a private dining-room and refuse to go on the stage. But the best in my opinion was the home life in the little flat--the ardent voluble chats after the days study the cozy dinners and fresh light breakfasts the interchange of ambitions--ambitions interwoven each with the others or elseinconsiderable--the mutual help and inspiration and--overlook my artlessness--stuffed olives and cheese sandwiches at 11 p.m. But after a while Art flagged. It sometimes does even if some switchman doesnt flag it. Everything going out and nothing coming in as the vulgarians say. Money was lacking to pay Mr. Magister and Herr Rosenstock their prices. When one loves ones Art no service seems too hard. So Delia said she must give music lessons to keep the chafing dish bubbling. For two or three days she went out canvassing for pupils. One evening she came home elated. quotJoe dearquot she said gleefully quotIve a pupil. And oh the loveliest people General--General A. B. Pinkneys daughter--on Seventy-first street. Such a splendid houseJoe--you ought to see the front door Byzantine I think you wouldcall it. And inside Oh Joe I never saw anything like it before. quotMy pupil is his daughter Clementina. I dearly love her already. Shes a delicate thing--dresses always in white and the sweetest simplest manners Only eighteen years old. Im to give three lessons a week andjust think Joe 5 a lesson. I dont mind it a bit for when I get two or three more pupils I can resume my lessons with Herr Rosenstock. Now smooth out that wrinkle between your brows dear and lets have a nice supper.quot quotThats all right for you Delequot said Joe attacking a can of peas with a carving knife and a hatchet quotbut how about me Do you think Im going to let you hustle for wages while I philander in the regions of high art Not by the bones of Benvenuto Cellini I guess I can sell papers or lay cobblestones and bring in a dollar or two.quot Deliacame and hung about his neck. quotJoe dear you are silly. You must keep on at your studies. It is not as if I had quit my music and gone to work at something else. While I teach I learn. I am always with my music. And we can live as happily as millionaires on 15 a week. You mustnt think of leaving Mr. Magister.quot quotAll rightquot said Joe reaching for the blue scalloped vegetable dish. quotBut I hate for you to be giving lessons. It isnt Art. But youre a trump and a dear to do it.quot quotWhen one loves ones Art no service seems too hardquot said Delia. quotMagister praised the sky in that sketch I made in the parkquot said Joe. quotAnd Tinkle gave me permission to hang two of them in his window.I may sell one if the right kind of a moneyed idiot sees them.quotquotIm sure you willquot said Delia sweetly. quotAnd now lets bethankful for Gen. Pinkney and this veal roast.quot During all of thenext week the Larrabees had an early breakfast. Joe was enthusiastic about some morning-effect sketches he was doing in Central Park andDelia packed him off breakfasted coddled praised and kissed at 7 oclock. Art is an engaging mistress. It was most times 7 oclock when he returned in the evening. At the end of the week Delia sweetly proud but languid triumphantly tossed three five-dollar bills on the 8x10 inches centre table of the 8x10 feet flat parlour. quotSometimesquot she said a little wearily quotClementina tries me. Im afraid she doesnt practise enoughand I have to tell her the same things so often. And then she always dresses entirely in white and that does get monotonous. But Gen. Pinkney is the dearest old man I wish you could know him Joe. He comes insometimes when I am with Clementina at the piano--he is a widower you know--and stands there pulling his white goatee. And how are the semiquavers and the demisemiquavers progressing he always asks. quotI wish you could see the wainscoting in that drawing-room Joe And those Astrakhan rug portières. And Clementina has suc h a funny little cough. I hope she is stronger than she looks. Oh I really am getting attached to her she is so gentle and high bred. Gen. Pinkneys brother was once Minister to Bolivia.quot And then Joe with the air of a Monte Cristo drew forth a ten a five a two and a one--all legal tender notes--andlaid them beside Delias earnings. quotSold that watercolour of the obelisk to a man from Peoriaquot he announced overwhelmingly. quotDont joke with mequot said Delia quotnot from Peoriaquot quotAll the way. I wish you could see him Dele. Fat man with a woollen muffler and a quill toothpick. He saw the sketch in Tinkles window and thought it was a windmill at first. He was game though and bought it anyhow. He ordered another--an oil sketch of the Lackawanna freight depot--to take back with him. Music lessons Oh I guess Art is still in it.quot quotIm so glad youve kept onquot said Delia heartily. quotYoure bound to win dear. Thirty-three dollars We never had so much to spend before. Well have oysters to-night.quot quotAnd filet mignon withchampignonsquot said Joe. quotWhere is the olive forkquot On thenext Saturday evening Joe reached home first. He spread his 18 on the parlour table and washed what seemed to be a great deal of dark paint from his hands. Half an hour later Delia arrived her right hand tied upin a shapeless bundle of wraps and bandages. quotHow is thisquot asked Joe after the usual greetings. Delia laughed but not very joyously. quotClementinaquot she explained quotinsisted upon a Welsh rabbit after her lesson. She is such a queer girl. Welsh rabbits at 5 in the afternoon. The General was there. You should have seen him run for the chafing dish Joe just as if there wasnt a servant in the house. I know Clementina isnt in good health she is so nervous. In serving the rabbit she spilled a great lot of it boiling hot over my hand and wrist. Ithurt awfully Joe. And the dear girl was so sorry But Gen. Pinkney--Joe that old man nearly went distracted. He rushed downstairs and sent somebody--they said the furnace man or somebody in the basement--out to a drug store for some oil and things to bind it up with. It doesnt hurt so much now.quot quotWhats thisquot asked Joe taking the hand tenderly and pulling at some white strands beneath the bandages. quotIts something softquot said Delia quotthat had oil on it. Oh Joe did yousell another sketchquot She had seen the money on the table. quotDid Iquot said Joe quotjust ask the man from Peoria. He got his depot to-day and he isnt sure but he thinks he wants another parkscape and a view on the Hudson. What time this afternoon did you burn your hand Delequot quotFive oclock I thinkquot said Dele plaintively. quotThe iron--I mean the rabbit came off the fire about that time. You ought to have seen Gen. Pinkney Joe when--quot quotSit down here a moment Delequot said Joe. He drew her to the couch sat beside her and put his arm across her shoulders. quotWhat have you been doing for the last two weeks Delequothe asked. She braved it for a moment or two with an eye full of love and stubbornness and murmured a phrase or two vaguely of Gen. Pinkney but at length down went her head and out came the truth and tears. quotI couldnt get any pupilsquot she confessed. quotAnd I couldnt bear to have you give up your lessons and I got a place ironing shirts in that big Twenty-fourth street laundry. And I think I did very well to make up both General Pinkney and Clementina dont you Joe And when a girl in the laundry set down a hot iron on my hand this afternoon I was all the way home making up that story about the Welsh rabbit. Youre not angry are you Joe And if I hadnt got the work you mightnt have sold your sketches to that man from Peoria.quot quotHe wasnt from Peoriaquot said Joe slowly. quotWell it doesnt matter where he was from. How clever you are Joe--and--kiss me Joe--and what made you ever suspect that I wasntgiving music lessons to Clementinaquot quotI didntquot said Joequotuntil to-night. And I wouldnt have then only I sent up this cotton waste and oil from the engine-room this afternoon for a girl upstairs who had her hand burned with a smoothing-iron. Ive been firing the engine in that laundry for the last two weeks.quot quotAnd then you didnt--quot quotMy purchaser from Peoriaquot said Joe quotand Gen. Pinkney are both creations of the same art--but you wouldnt call it either painting or music.quot And then they both laughed and Joe began: quotWhen one loves ones Art no service seems--quot But Delia stopped him with her hand on his lips. quotNoquot she said--quotjust When one loves.quot 乔和德丽雅互相——或者彼此随你高兴怎么说——一见倾心短期内就结了婚——当你爱好你的艺术时就觉得没有什么牺牲是难以忍受的。
欧亨利的作品介绍
麦琪的礼物--Gift Of The Magi 爱的奉献--A Service Of Love 警察和赞美诗--The Cop And The Anthem 财神与爱神--The Mammon And The Archer 没有完的故事--An Unfinished Story 忙碌经纪人的浪漫史--The Romance Of A Busy Broker 刎颈之交--Telemachus, Friend 婚姻手册--The Handbook Of Hymen 比绵塔薄饼--The Pimienta Pancake 公主与美洲狮--The Princess And The Puma 催眠术家杰甫·彼得斯--Jeff Peters As A Personal Magnet 精确的婚姻学--The Exact Science Of Matrimony 艺术良心--Conscience In Art 双料骗子--A Double-dyed Deceiver 女巫的面包--Withes' Loaves 吉米·海斯和缪里尔--Jimmy Hayes And Muriel 小熊约翰·汤姆的返祖现象--The Atavism Of John Tom Little Bear 提线木偶--The Marionettes 两位感恩节的绅士--Two Thanksgiving Day Gentlemen 最后的常春藤叶--The Last Leaf 丛林中的孩子--Babes In The Jungle 汽车等待的时候--While The Auto Waits 华而不实--Lost On Dress Parade 供应家具的房间--The Furnished Room 索利托牧场的卫生学--Hygeia At The Solito 慈善事业数学讲座--The Chair Of Philanthromathematics 虎口拔牙--Shearing The Wolf 黄雀在后--The Man Higher Up “醉翁之意”--“Next To Reading Matter” 人生的波澜--The Whirligig Of Life
泰戈尔《飞鸟集》中英对照
泰戈尔《飞鸟集》中英对照《飞鸟集》泰戈尔1、夏天的飞鸟，飞到我的窗前唱歌，又飞去了。
秋天的黄叶，它们没有什么可唱，只叹息一声，飞落在那里。
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sign.2、世界上的一队小小的漂泊者呀，请留下你们的足印在我的文字里。
O Troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprintsin my words.3 、世界对着它的爱人，把它浩翰的面具揭下了。
它变小了，小如一首歌，小如一回永恒的接吻。
The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.4 、是大地的泪点，使她的微笑保持着青春不谢。
It is the tears of the earth that keep here smiles in bloom.5 、无垠的沙漠热烈追求一叶绿草的爱，她摇摇头笑着飞开了。
The mighty desert is burning for the love of a bladeof grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away.6 、如果你因失去了太阳而流泪，那么你也将失去群星了。
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.7 、跳舞着的流水呀，在你途中的泥沙，要求你的歌声，你的流动呢。
斯人去,爱永留——小布什在父亲葬礼上深情致悼 中英互译
Distinguished guests, including our Presidents and First Ladies, government officials, foreign dignitaries, and friends;尊敬的来宾，各位总统和第一夫人、政府官员、外国贵宾和朋友们：Jeb, Neil, Marvin, Doro, and I and our families thank you all for being here.我和杰布、尼尔、马文、多罗及我们的家人感谢你们的光临。
I once heard it said of man that the idea is to die young as late as possible. At age 85, a favorite pastime of George H.W. Bush was firing up his boat, the Fidelity, and opening up the three 300 horsepower engines to fly, joyfully fly across the Atlantic with the Secret Service boats straining to keep up.我听过这么个说法，人最好年纪轻轻、充满活力的时候离开人世，不过，这份年轻、这种活力保持得越久越好。
父亲85岁时，最爱的消遣就是开他的快船——“忠诚”号快船，开足300马力飞驰，在大西洋上快乐飞驰，安保船只能在后面拼命追赶。
At age 90, George H.W. Bush parachuted out of an aircraft and landed on the grounds of St. Anne's by the Sea in Kennebunkport, Maine, the church where his mom was married and where he worshipped often. Mother liked to say he chose the location just in case the chute didn't open.90岁时，父亲从飞机上跳伞，降落在缅因州肯尼邦克港海边的圣安妮教堂前，我的祖母就是在那里举行的婚礼，父亲也经常去那里做礼拜。
A Service of Love 爱的牺牲
A Service of Love爱的牺牲作者介绍欧·亨利(O.Henry)1862－1910，原名威廉·西德尼·波特（William Sydney Porter），美国著名小说家，与法国的莫泊桑、俄国的契诃夫并称为世界三大短篇小说巨匠。
他的短篇小说构思巧妙，手法独特，以幽默的语言和出人意料的结局而闻名于世，大多表现美国中下层人民的生活，被誉为“美国生活的百科全书”。
著名作品有：《最后一片藤叶》(The Last Leaf)、《警察与赞美诗》(The Cop and the Anthem)、《麦琪的礼物》(The Gift of the Magi)等。
作品介绍《爱的牺牲》讲述了一对怀有艺术梦想的夫妇，在爱与信仰的精神支撑下共同为生活奋斗的故事。
乔·拉雷毕有绘画天赋，而他的妻子迪莉娅·拉雷毕热爱音乐。
为了维持生计和实现彼此的梦想，他们放下高雅的艺术追求，一个去街头卖风景画，另一个去教富家小姐音乐课，而现实中的身不由己，却让两人演绎了一出阴差阳错的人间喜剧。
如同欧·亨利大多数以爱情为主题的作品相似，该故事也选取了社会中最普通的大众作为主角，从他们普通而琐碎日常生活中将“为爱牺牲”这个永恒而温馨的主题娓娓道来。
1enthusiasticadj. 热心的;热情的;热烈的;狂热的2coddle vt.悉心照料，娇惯3languid adj.疲倦的; 没精打采的，呆滞的; 萧条的; 慢吞吞4triumphantlydv.耀武扬威地，得意扬扬地5monotonousadj.枯燥无味的; （声音，话语）单调的，无抑扬顿挫的6widowern.鳏夫7obeliskn.方尖碑8overwhelminglyadv.压倒地，无法抵抗地9game adj.对…有兴趣的;10freight n.货运，货物; 运费; 船运货物; 货运列车11queer adj.古怪的; 可疑的; 不适的12distracted adj.思想不集中的; 心烦意乱的13plaintivelyadv.悲哀地，哀怨地14stubbornnessn.倔强，顽强; 牛性; 牛脾气; 犟劲15confess vt.& vi.承认; 聆听（某人的）忏悔（或告罪、告解）作品赏析：欧·亨利的短片小说大多从“小”处着眼。
欧亨利的作品介绍
The Gift of the Magi
"The Gift of the Magi" concerns a young couple who are short of money but desperately want to buy each other Christmas gifts. Unbeknownst to Jim, Della sells her most valuable possession, her beautiful hair, in order to buy a platinum fob chain for Jim's watch; unbeknownst to Della, Jim sells his most valuable possession, his watch, to buy jeweled combs for Della's hair. The author arranged the entire plot just to get the readers to wait, to cause an suspense, the pleasurable excitement and anticipation of the outcome. From the beginning, the readers keep guessing what the Jim and Della will buy for each other, and the coincidence of their gifts is the greatest suspense the author put in his article.
欧·亨利(O.Henry)部分作品中英文 亨利(O.Henry)部分作品中英文
以爱之名的英语
以爱之名的英语
以爱之名的英语：in the name of love。
例句：
1、难道他们没有描述过以爱之名去行动会伴随着响应？
Have they not reported that when it is done with love, that there is a response?
2、那些以爱之名结婚，并在一起十年甚至更久的夫妻得到40分。
The love couples who had been married ten years or longer had an average score of only 40 points.
3、艺术陈设设计以恋人们的一生为轨迹，从青梅竹马、甜蜜热恋到相濡以沫、鹣鲽情深，再到携手相看夕阳，以爱之名温暖你的心。
The art furnishings design to lovers of life trajectory, from love to each other, sweet childhood sweetheart, love to join their convalescence, sunset, in the name of love to warm your heart.。
【英文原版小说】欧·亨利短篇小说a service of love爱的牺牲
A Service of Love爱的牺牲When one loves one's Art no service seems too hard.That is our premise. This story shall draw a conclusion from it, and show at the same time that the premise is incorrect. That will be a new thing in logic, and a feat in story-telling somewhat older than the great wall of China.Joe Larrabee came out of the post-oak flats of the Middle West pulsing with a genius for pictorial art. At six he drew a picture of the town pump with a prominent citizen passing it hastily. This effort was framed and hung in the drug store window by the side of the ear of corn with an uneven number of rows. At twenty he left for New York with a flowing necktie and a capital tied up somewhat closer.Delia Caruthers did things in six octaves so promisingly in a pine- tree village in the South that her relatives chipped in enough in her chip hat for her to go "North" and "finish." They could not see her f--, but that is our story.Joe and Delia met in an atelier where a number of art and music students had gathered to discuss chiaroscuro, Wagner, music, Rembrandt's works, pictures, Waldteufel, wall paper, Chopin and Oolong.Joe and Delia became enamoured one of the other, or each of the other, as you please, and in a short time were married--for (see above), when one loves one's Art no service seems too hard. Mr. and Mrs. Larrabee began housekeeping in a flat. It was a lonesome flat--something like the A sharp way down at the left-hand end of the keyboard. And they were happy; for they had their Art, and they had each other. And my advice to the rich young man would be--sell all thou hast, and give it to the poor--janitor for the privilege of living in a flat with your Art and your Delia. Flat-dwellers shall indorse my dictum that theirs is the only true happiness. If a home is happy it cannot fit too close--let the dresser collapse and become a billiard table; let the mantel turn to a rowing machine, the escritoire to a spare bedchamber, the washstand to an upright piano; let the four walls come together, if they will, so you and your Delia are between. But if home be the other kind, let it be wide and long--enter you at the Golden Gate, hang your hat on Hatteras, your cape on Cape Horn and go out by the Labrador.Joe was painting in the class of the great Magister--you know his fame. His fees are high; his lessons are light--his high-lights have brought him renown. Delia was studying under Rosenstock--you know his repute as a disturber of the piano keys.They were mighty happy as long as their money lasted. So is every-- but I will not be cynical. Their aims were very clear and defined. Joe was to become capable very soon of turning out pictures that old gentlemen with thin side-whiskers and thick pocketbooks would sandbag one another in his studio for the privilege of buying. Delia was to become familiar and then contemptuous with Music, so that when she saw the orchestra seats and boxes unsold she could have sore throat and lobster in a private dining-room and refuse to go on the stage.But the best, in my opinion, was the home life in the little flat-- the ardent, voluble chats after the day's study; the cozy dinners and fresh, light breakfasts; the interchange of ambitions--ambitions interwoven each with the other's or else inconsiderable--the mutual help and inspiration; and--overlook my artlessness--stuffed olives and cheese sandwiches at 11 p.m.But after a while Art flagged. It sometimes does, even if some switchman doesn't flag it. Everything going out and nothing coming in, as the vulgarians say. Money was lacking to pay Mr.Magister and Herr Rosenstock their prices. When one loves one's Art no service seems too hard. So, Delia said she must give music lessons to keep the chafing dish bubbling.For two or three days she went out canvassing for pupils. One evening she came home elated. "Joe, dear," she said, gleefully, "I've a pupil. And, oh, the loveliest people! General--General A. B. Pinkney's daughter--on Seventy-first street. Such a splendid house, Joe--you ought to see the front door! Byzantine I think you would call it. And inside! Oh, Joe, I never saw anything like it before."My pupil is his daughter Clementina. I dearly love her already. She's a delicate thing-dresses always in white; and the sweetest, simplest manners! Only eighteen years old. I'm to give three lessons a week; and, just think, Joe! $5 a lesson. I don't mind it a bit; for when I get two or three more pupils I can resume my lessons with Herr Rosenstock. Now, smooth out that wrinkle between your brows, dear, and let's have a nice supper.""That's all right for you, Dele," said Joe, attacking a can of peas with a carving knife and a hatchet, "but how about me? Do you think I'm going to let you hustle for wages while I philander in the regions of high art? Not by the bones of Benvenuto Cellini! I guess I can sell papers or lay cobblestones, and bring in a dollar or two."Delia came and hung about his neck."Joe, dear, you are silly. You must keep on at your studies. It is not as if I had quit my music and gone to work at something else. While I teach I learn. I am always with my music. And we can live as happily as millionaires on $15 a week. You mustn't think of leaving Mr. Magister.""All right," said Joe, reaching for the blue scalloped vegetable dish. "But I hate for you to be giving lessons. It isn't Art. But you're a trump and a dear to do it.""When one loves one's Art no service seems too hard," said Delia."Magister praised the sky in that sketch I made in the park," said Joe. "And Tinkle gave me permission to hang two of them in his window. I may sell one if the right kind of a moneyed idiot sees them.""I'm sure you will," said Delia, sweetly. "And now let's be thankful for Gen. Pinkney and this veal roast."During all of the next week the Larrabees had an early breakfast. Joe was enthusiastic about some morning-effect sketches he was doing in Central Park, and Delia packed him off breakfasted, coddled, praised and kissed at 7 o'clock. Art is an engaging mistress. It was most times 7 o'clock when he returned in the evening.At the end of the week Delia, sweetly proud but languid, triumphantly tossed three five-dollar bills on the 8x10 (inches) centre table of the 8x10 (feet) flat parlour.Sometimes," she said, a little wearily, "Clementina tries me. I'm afraid she doesn't practise enough, and I have to tell her the same things so often. And then she always dresses entirely in white, and that does get monotonous. But Gen. Pinkney is the dearest old man! I wish you could know him, Joe. He comes in sometimes when I am with Clementina at the piano--he is a widower, you know--and stands there pulling his white goatee. 'And how are the semiquavers and the demisemiquavers progressing?'he always asks."I wish you could see the wainscoting in that drawing-room, Joe! And those Astrakhan rug portieres. And Clementina has such a funny little cough. I hope she is strongerthan she looks. Oh, I really am getting attached to her, she is so gentle and high bred. Gen. Pinkney's brother was once Minister to Bolivia."And then Joe, with the air of a Monte Cristo, drew forth a ten, a five, a two and a one--all legal tender notes--and laid them beside Delia's earnings."Sold that watercolour of the obelisk to a man from Peoria," he announced overwhelmingly. "Don't joke with me," said Delia, "not from Peoria!""All the way. I wish you could see him, Dele. Fat man with a woollen muffler and a quill toothpick. He saw the sketch in Tinkle's window and thought it was a windmill at first, he was game, though, and bought it anyhow. He ordered another--an oil sketch of the Lackawanna freight depot--to take back with him. Music lessons! Oh, I guess Art is still in it.""I'm so glad you've kept on," said Delia, heartily. "You're bound to win, dear. Thirty-three dollars! We never had so much to spend before. We'll have oysters to-night.""And filet mignon with champignons," said Joe. "Were is the olive fork?"On the next Saturday evening Joe reached home first. He spread his $18 on the parlour table and washed what seemed to be a great deal of dark paint from his hands.Half an hour later Delia arrived, her right hand tied up in a shapeless bundle of wraps and bandages."How is this?" asked Joe after the usual greetings. Delia laughed, but not very joyously. Clementina," she explained, "insisted upon a Welsh rabbit after her lesson. She is such a queer girl. Welsh rabbits at 5 in the afternoon. The General was there. You should have seen him run for the chafing dish, Joe, just as if there wasn't a servant in the house. I know Clementina isn't in good health; she is so nervous. In serving the rabbit she spilled a great lot of it, boiling hot, over my hand and wrist. It hurt awfully, Joe. And the dear girl was so sorry! But Gen. Pinkney!--Joe, that old man nearly went distracted. He rushed downstairs and sent somebody--they said the furnace man or somebody in the basement--out to a drug store for some oil and things to bind it up with. It doesn't hurt so much now.""What's this?" asked Joe, taking the hand tenderly and pulling at some white strands beneath the bandages."It's something soft," said Delia, "that had oil on it. Oh, Joe, did you sell another sketch?" She had seen the money on the table."Did I?" said Joe; "just ask the man from Peoria. He got his depot to-day, and he isn't sure but he thinks he wants another parkscape and a view on the Hudson. What time this afternoon did you burn your hand, Dele?""Five o'clock, I think," said Dele, plaintively. "The iron--I mean the rabbit came off the fire about that time. You ought to have seen Gen. Pinkney, Joe, when--""Sit down here a moment, Dele," said Joe. He drew her to the couch, sat beside her and put his arm across her shoulders."What have you been doing for the last two weeks, Dele?" he asked.She braved it for a moment or two with an eye full of love and stubbornness, and murmured a phrase or two vaguely of Gen. Pinkney; but at length down went her head and out came the truth and tears."I couldn't get any pupils," she confessed. "And I couldn't bear to have you give up your lessons; and I got a place ironing shirts in that big Twentyfourth street laundry. And I think I did very well to make up both General Pinkney and Clementina, don't you, Joe? And when a girl in the laundry set down a hot iron on my hand this afternoon I was all the way home making up that story about the Welsh rabbit. You're not angry, are you, Joe? And if I hadn't got the work you mightn't have sold your sketches to that man from Peoria."He wasn't from Peoria," said Joe, slowly."Well, it doesn't matter where he was from. How clever you are, Joe --and--kiss me, Joe--and what made you ever suspect that I wasn't giving music lessons to Clementina?""I didn't," said Joe, "until to-night. And I wouldn't have then, only I sent up this cotton waste and oil from the engine-room this afternoon for a girl upstairs who had her hand burned with a smoothing-iron. I've been firing the engine in that laundry for the last two weeks.""And then you didn't--""My purchaser from Peoria," said Joe, "and Gen. Pinkney are both creations of the same art--but you wouldn't call it either painting or music.And then they both laughed, and Joe began:"When one loves one's Art no service seems--"But Delia stopped him with her hand on his lips. "No," she said-- "just 'When one loves.'"当你爱好你的艺术时，就觉得没有什么牺牲是难以忍受的。
爱究竟是什么的英文翻译
爱究竟是什么的英文翻译《仙剑奇侠传》的拜月教主不止一次问爱究竟是什么呢?我们今天就用英文来告诉大家。
下面是店铺给大家整理的爱究竟是什么的英文翻译，供大家参阅!爱究竟是什么的英文翻译What is love爱是无私的奉献，爱是无条件的付出。
爱是和金钱并没有关系的东西。
爱是给予，即使，得不到的，也能够大方的祝福对方。
千百年来，有太多可歌可泣的爱情故事。
我们因为能够付出而感到快乐。
但是，我们的爱，一定是天时地利人和的，而非自以为是的给予。
爱是不计代价的付出，只要看到对方能够幸福，我们的爱便值得。
爱的真谛的英语作文1Love makes the world go around.Love to us human is what water to fish.Love shines the most beautiful light of humanity,we born in it,we live by it.Too often we take it as granted,but we should know love is a priceless gift we should cherish.I have heard a saying :the quickest way to receive love is to give it; the fastest way to lose love is to hold it too tightly the best way to keep love is to give it wings.It is important for us to learn to love as the first class in our life.爱的真谛的英语作文2Love to us human is what water to fish.Love shines the most beautiful light of humanity,we born in it,we live by it.Too often we take it as granted,but we should know love is a priceless gift we should cherish.But how to cherish the love?I have heard a saying :the quickest way to receive love is to give it; the fastest way to lose love is to hold it too tightly the best way to keep love is to give it wings.It is important for us to learn to love as the first class in ourlife.Only when you know how to love than you will be a real man in this world.Love brings us warmth in the fearful coldness,love brings us bright when life gets hard and dark.Love brings us confidence toward life when we are tired out and want to give up.Love deserves all the admiring words,and love is even beyond the life and death.That is what love is all about in my eyes. 爱的真谛的英语作文3Time is running out for my friend. While we are sitting at lunch she casually mentions she and her husband are thinking of starting a family. "We're taking a survey,"she says, half-joking. "Do you think I should have a baby?""It will change your life," I say, carefully keeping my tone neutral. "I know,"she says, "no more sleeping in on weekends, no more spontaneous holidays..."But that's not what I mean at all. I look at my friend, trying to decide what to tell her. I want her to know what she will never learn in childbirth classes. I want to tell her that the physical wounds of child bearing will heal, but becoming a mother will leave her with an emotional wound so raw that she will be vulnerable forever.I consider warning her that she will never again read a newspaper without thinking: "What if that had been MY child?" That every plane crash, every house fire will haunt her. That when she sees pictures of starving children, she will wonder if anything could be worse than watching your child die. I look at her carefully manicured nails and stylish suit and think that no matter how sophisticated she is, becoming a mother will reduce her to the primitive level of a bear protecting her cub.I feel I should warn her that no matter how many years shehas invested in her career, she will be professionally derailed by motherhood. She might arrange for child care, but one day she will be going into an important business meeting, and she will think her baby's sweet smell. She will have to use every ounce of discipline to keep from running home, just to make sure her child is all right.I want my friend to know that every decision will no longer be routine. That a five-year-old boy's desire to go to the men's room rather than the women's at a restaurant will become a major dilemma. The issues of independence and gender identity will be weighed against the prospect that a child molester may be lurking in the lavatory. However decisive she may be at the office, she will second-guess herself constantly as a mother.Looking at my attractive friend, I want to assure her that eventually she will shed the added weight of pregnancy, but she will never feel the same about herself. That her own life, now so important, will be of less value to her once she has a child. She would give it up in a moment to save her offspring, but will also begin to hope for more years—not to accomplish her own dreams—but to watch her children accomplish theirs.I want to describe to my friend the exhilaration of seeing your child learn to hit a ball. I want to capture for her the belly laugh of a baby who is touching the soft fur of a dog for the first time. I want her to taste the joy that is so real it hurts.My friend's look makes me realize that tears have formed in my eyes. "You'll never regret it," I say finally. Then, squeezing my friend's hand, I offer a prayer for her and me and all of the mere mortal women who stumble their way into this holiest of callings. 爱的真谛的英语作文4A True Gift of LoveCan I see my baby? the happy new mother asked.When the bundle was nestled in her arms and she moved the fold of cloth to look upon his tiny face, she gasped. The doctor turned quickly and looked out the tall hospital window. The baby had been born without ears.Time proved that the baby's hearing was perfect. It was only his appearance that was marred. When he rushed home from school one day and flung hilf into his mother's arms, she sighed, knowing that his life was to be a succession of heartbreaks.He blurted out the tragedy. A boy, a big boy...called me a freak.He w up, handsome for his misfortune. A favorite with his fellow students, he might have been class president, but for that. He developed a gift, a talent for literature and music.But you might mingle with other young people, his mother reproved him, but felt a kindness in her heart.The boy's father had a session with the family physician... Could nothing be done?I believe I could graft on a pair of outer ears, if they could be procured, the doctor decided. Whereupon the search began for a person who would make such a sacrifice for a young man.Two years went by. One day, his father said to the son, You're going to the hospital, son. Mother and I have someone who will donate the ears you need. But it's a secret.The operation was a brilliant success, and a new person emerged. His talents blossomed into genius, and school and college ame a series of triumphs.Later he married and entered the diplomatic service. One day, he asked his father, Who gave me the ears? Who gave me so much? I could never do enough for him or her.I do not believe you could, said the father, but the aement was that you are not to know...not yet.The years kept their profound secret, but the day did come. One of the darkest days that ever pass through a son. He stood with his father over his mother's casket. Slowly, tenderly, the father stretched forth a hand and raised the thick, reddish brown hair to reveal the mother had no outer ears.Mother said she was glad she never let her hair be cut, his father whispered gently, and nobody ever thought mother less beautiful, did they?爱的真谛的英语作文5As the society are becoming complex day by day, more and more people are hoodwinked by a lot of temptation or other material things, ignoring the most nature emotion, love. Many people doubt the existence of love. I totally disagree with their opinion. A few days ago, I watched the movie Love Story In Beijing. I come to realize that what is love and it is around our life.随着社会的日益复杂，越来越多的人被很多诱惑或其他一些物质方面所蒙蔽，从而忽略了最真挚的感情，爱。
《简爱》读后感英文带翻译
《简爱》读后感英⽂带翻译 当看完⼀本著作后，⼤家⼀定对⽣活有了新的感悟和看法，为此需要认真地写⼀写读后感了。
可是读后感怎么写才合适呢？以下是店铺精⼼整理的《简爱》读后感英⽂带翻译，欢迎⼤家分享。
《简爱》读后感英⽂带翻译篇1 "Jane eyre" is a very good book, is my favorite book. "Jane eyre" this book is the great writer charlotte Brontes famous work, is also a famous novel. In the novel, she joined the own life background, succeeded in shaping the Jane eyre this have ideal, have ambition, have individual character of woman, you love. Jane eyre parents early death in my uncle, my uncle died, after her aunt sends her to an orphanage, came to thorne field, when the hero home tutor, Mr Roach department Mr Roach eccentric, after several contact, Jane eyre fell in love with him. When their wedding, mason came into pointed out that the castle attic room is a roach, a mad woman, the wife of Mr, Jane would not as a mistress, left the thorne field. Came to a remote place with the help of the priests found a village teacher profession. When the priest asked Jane got married, she reminded Mr Roach division. When back to thorne stole the castle is in ruins. Jane eyre to Finn, Mr Roach, live to the roach Mr Forrests arms... After reading this book, appearance is ordinary to my heart as if added a confidence, because it is I understand the connotation of the rich more than the beauty of appearance. I believe that the writing can bring women a lot of enlightenment, also, it can also become our younger generation on the life philosophy of revelation. It is not only the face of love, people should show the dignity, more let a person produce such a belief, that is in the life, autonomy, self-reliance, self-esteem makes people believe that their own ability, frequency more courage to strive for success and dignity. 《简·爱》是⼀本很好看的书，也是我最喜欢的书。
简爱经典语录中英文对照
简爱经典语录中英文对照简爱经典语录大全中英文对照《简爱》讲述的是讲述一位从小变成孤儿的英国女子在各种磨难中不断追求自由与尊严，坚持自己，最终获得幸福的故事。
今天我整理了简爱经典语录中英文对照供大家参考，一起来看看吧!简爱经典语录中英文对照1. 既然审判已无法回避，就只得硬着头皮去忍受了。
Since the trial could not be avoided, we had to put up with it.2. 我准备委派自己去当传教士，告诉那些被奴役的人，特别是你后宫里的女人，他们天生是自由的。
Im going to appoint myself as a missionary and tell those who are enslaved, especially the women in your harem, that they are born free.3. 暴力不是消除仇恨的最好方法，同样也抑制不了伤害。
Violence is not the best way to eliminate hatred, nor can it restrain harm.4. 可忍受是你的本分，要是无法避免的话。
命里注定要承受的东西却说受不了，那就是软弱，就是愚蠢。
Its your duty to endure, if you cant avoid it. What is destined to bear is said to be unbearable, that is weakness and stupidity.5. 像我这样一只失群的异乡孤鸟，只要能尝到一口他撒给的面包屑，也等于是饱享盛宴了。
As a stray bird like me, if I can taste the crumbs he sprinkles, it will be a feast.6. 我不过是提醒一下你自己的话，先生。
爱的语言 英文作文
爱的语言英文作文英文：Love is a universal language that transcends all boundaries. It is a powerful emotion that can be expressed in many different ways. In my opinion, there are five main love languages: words of affirmation, acts of service, receiving gifts, quality time, and physical touch.Words of affirmation are words that express love and appreciation. This can be as simple as saying "I love you" or "You look beautiful today." Acts of service are actions that show love and care, such as cooking a meal or doing the laundry. Receiving gifts is another love language, where the act of giving and receiving a gift is a symbol of love. Quality time is about spending time together, whether it's going for a walk or watching a movie. Finally, physical touch is a love language that involves physical contact, such as holding hands or hugging.Each person has their own unique love language, andit's important to understand and communicate in a way that resonates with them. For example, my love language is actsof service. When my partner does something for me, like cleaning the house or making me breakfast in bed, it makes me feel loved and appreciated. On the other hand, if someone were to constantly give me gifts, it wouldn't have the same impact.中文：爱是一种超越所有界限的普遍语言。
我的妈妈是服务员的英语作文的
我的妈妈是服务员的英语作文的Title: My Mother, The Server: A T ale of Dedication and LoveIn the tapestry of our lives, certain threads weave together to create a picture that is both vivid and profound. One such thread in my life is the story of my mother, a woman who dons not just one hat but many, her most enduring role being that of a server. This narrative is an ode to her and to the countless individuals like her who dedicate their lives to the service industry, often without the recognition they deserve.My mother's days begin before sunrise and end long after the stars have taken over the sky. Her responsibilities are manifold—she is a listener, a problem solver, a counselor, and sometimes, inevitably, a mediator. Each day brings new challenges, each customer, a new puzzle to solve. Yet, with a smile that refuses to dim, she approaches her work with a zeal that is both inspiring and tiring to witness.One of the most poignant aspects of her job is the level of dedication required—a dedication that often goes unnoticed. The service industry, particularly the role of a server, is misunderstood and often underappreciated. It demands not just physical stamina but also emotional intelligence. Serverslike my mother are the unsung heroes of the dining experience, crafting memories for others while often sacrificing their own.Reflecting on her experiences has taught me the value of empathy and hard work. Witnessing her perseverance through long hours, demanding customers, and at times, minimal appreciation has deepened my understanding of the phrase "service before self." ItHighlights the essence of humanity—to care, to provide, and to give beyond oneself.Despite the challenges, there are moments of joy that make her efforts worthwhile. These come in the form of heartfelt thanks from customers, the bonding among colleagues, and the pride of mastering her craft. On days when the weight of her role seems overwhelming, it is these moments that replenish her spirit, reminding her of the significance of her contribution to the community fabric.Her work has also instilled in me a deep sense of gratitude. Gratitude not just for her sacrifices but for the lessons she continually imparts—lessons of resilience, kindness, and the importance of leaving a place better than you found it. Through her actions, I've learned that service is not just about fulfilling a job description; it's about touching lives, sometimessimply by being present and attentive.My mother's role as a server is more than a profession; it's a reflection of her nurturing nature, her commitment to making a difference in the world, one interaction at a time. As I navigate through my own life, seeking ways to contribute and make a difference, I carry with me the lessons from her life—that service, in all its forms, is an act of love, and that dedication to something greater than oneself is the truest path to fulfillment and purpose.In this journey called life, my mother, the server, teaches us all about dedication, passion, and the profound impact of seemingly ordinary roles. May we continue to learn from her and those like her, recognizing that every role played with heart deserves our respect and admiration.。
Five Languages of Love (Br)
– 专注于聆听与倾听 Focus on hearing and listening – 箴言 Prov 20:5
• 学习如何讲话– 自我表露
Learn how to talk – self-revelation
肯定的言语 Words of Affirmation 精心的时刻 Quality Time 接受礼物 Receiving Gifts 服事的行动 Acts of Service 身体的接触 Physical Touch
• 排除“身体”爱的蒸发 Remove your ‘body’ love
evaporates
• 列出那些场合你真心希望你的配偶与你一 起出席
List the occasion that you really like your spouse to be with you
服事的行动
• • • • • • 帮助做家务 思想、时间、体力与体能的投入 带着健康的心态 耶稣的榜样 - 马可福音10:43-45 耶稣为门徒洗脚 - 约翰福音13:3-5 定型印象 – 女人的工作
结婚后爱怎么了?
你们仍然相爱吗? 不再有爱了? 婚姻如战场? 婚姻的真实世界?
爱是一种选择– 选择与你的配偶用爱的语言沟通!
LOVE IS CHOICE – choose to communicate in your spouse love language!
爱的五种语言 - 测验
Five Languages of Love assessment
婚姻的目的 – 爱与亲密 Purpose of Marriage - love and intimacy 爱是一种选择 对应 爱是一种感觉 Love is a choice vs love is a feeling
aserviceoflove爱的牺牲
讲述了一对贫穷却热爱艺术的年轻夫妻,为了成全对方不得不放弃了各自挚爱的艺术追求的感人故事,同时展现了19世纪美国草根阶层生活的无奈与艰辛。
This touching story is about a young couples who love the arts deeply, in order to help the other chase their pursuit of art, and show the frustration and hardship of American grassroots(草根阶层)in the 19th century.A Service of LoveJoe came to New York from the Middle West, dreaming about painting. Delia came to New York from the South, dreaming about music. Joe and Delia met in a studio. Before long they were good friends and got married.They had only a small flat to live in, but they were happy. They loved each other, and they were both interested in art. Everything was fine until one day they found they had spent all their money.Delia decided to give music lessons. One afternoon she said to her husband," Joe, dear, I've found a pupil, a general's daughter. She is a sweet girl. I'm to give three lessons a week and get $5 a lesson."But Joe was not glad. "But how about me?" he said," Do you think I'm going to watch you work while I play with my art? No, I want to earn some money too.""Joe, dear, you are silly," said Delia. "You must keep at your studies. We can live quite happily on $15 a week.""Well, perhaps I can sell some of my pictures, "said Joe.Every day they parted in the morning and met in the evening. A week passed and Delia brought home $15, but she looked a little tired."Clementina sometimes gets on my nerves. I'm afraid she doesn't practice enough. But the general is the dearest old man! I wish you could know him, Joe."And then Joe took eighteen dollars out of his pocket."I've sold one of my pictures to a man from Peoria, "he said, "and he has ordered another.""I'm so glad, "said Delia.” Thirty-three dollars! We never had so much to spend before.We'll have a good supper tonight."Next week Joe came home and put another eighteen dollars on the table. In half an hour Delia came, her right hand in a bandage."What's the matter with your hand?” said Joe.Delia laughed and said, "Oh, a funny thing happened! Clemantina gave me a plate of soup and spilled some of it on my hand. She was very sorry for it. And so was the old general. But why are you looking at me like that, Joe?""What time this afternoon did you burn your hand, Delia?""Five o'clock, I think. The iron-I mean the soup-was ready about five, why?""Delia, come and sit here, "said Joe. He drew her to the couch and sat beside her."What do you do every day, Delia? Do you really give music lesson? Tell me the truth."She began to cry. "I couldn't get any pupils,” she said,” So I got a place in alaundry ironing shirts. This afternoon a girl accidentally set down an iron on my hand and I got a bad burn. But tell me, Joe, how did you guess that I wasn't giving music lessons?""It's very simple,” said Joe.” I knew all about your bandages because I had to send them upstairs to a girl in the laundry who had and accident with a hot iron. You see, I work in the engine-room of the same laundry where you work.""And your pictures? Did you sell and to that man from Peoria?""Well, your general with his Clementina is an invention, and so is my man from Peoria."And then they both laughed.爱的奉献乔怀着对绘画艺术的梦想,从美国中西部来到纽约。
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德丽雅决定去当音乐家庭教师。一天下午，她对丈夫说：
“乔，亲爱的，我找到一个学生啦，是位将军的女儿，非常可爱。我每周给她上三节课，
每节课5美元。”
然而乔并不感到高兴。
“那我怎么办？”他说。“你以为我会看着你工作而在一旁搞自己的艺术吗？不行，
我也得挣点钱。”
“是5点钟吧，我想。那熨斗－－我是说那盘汤－－是5点左右做好的。怎么啦？”
“德丽雅，来，坐到这儿，”乔说。他把她拉到沙发上，然后在她身旁坐下。
“德丽雅，你每天干些什么？你真的是在教音乐课吗？对我说实话。”
她哭了起来。
“我没找到什么学生，”她说。“所以我就到一家洗衣店找了个烫衣服的活儿。
"Five o'clock, I think. The iron-I mean the soup-was ready about five, Why?"
"Delia, come and sit here,"said Joe. He drew her to the couch and sat beside her.
"But how about me?"he said."Do you think I'm going to watch you work while I play with my
art?No,I want to earn some money too."
"Joe, dear, you are silly,"said Delia."You must keep at your studies. We can live quite
happily on $15 a week."
"Well, perhaps I can sell some of my pictures,"said Joe.
Every day they parted in the morning and met in the evening. A week passed and Delia
We'll have a good supper tonight."
Next week Joe came home and put another eighteen dollars on the table. In half an
hour Delia came, her right hand in a bandage.
I work in the engine-room of the same laundry where you work."
"And your pictures? Did you sell and to that man from Peoria?"
"Well, your general with his Clementina is an invention, and so is my man from Peoria."
And then they both laughed.
译文
爱的奉献
乔怀着对绘画艺术的梦想,从美国中西部来到纽约。德丽雅怀着对音乐的梦想,从美国南方来到纽约。
他俩在工作室里相识，不久便结为好友，继而结婚成家。
他们只有一套小小的住房，但是生活很幸福。他们相亲相爱，又都醉心于艺术。诸事顺心如意。
of it on my hand.She was very sorry for it. And so was the old general.But why are
you looking at me like that,Joe?"
"What time this afternoon did you burn your hand, Delia?"
“克莱门蒂娜有时弄得我头疼。她恐怕练习得不够。不过那位将军倒是个好老头儿！
你要能认识他就好了，乔。”
这时乔从口袋里掏出18美元，说：
“我卖了一幅画给一位皮奥里亚来的人。他另外还定购了一幅。”
“太好了，33美元！”德丽雅说。“我们以前从没有这么多的钱可花。今晚我们可以美食一顿了。”
brought home fifteen dollars, but she looked a little tired.
"Clementina sometimes gets on my nerves. I'm afraid she doesn't practise enough.
But the general is the dearest old man! I wish you could know him,Joe."
"Joe,dear, I've found a pupil,a general's daughter.She is a sweet girl. I'm to give three
lessons a week and get $5 a lesson."
But Joe was not glad.
“嘿嘿，你的将军和他女儿克莱门蒂娜是瞎编的，我那位皮奥里亚人也一样。”
说完，俩人都开心地笑了。
"It's very simple,"said Joe."I knew all about your bandages because I had to send
them upstairs to a girl in the laundry who had and accident with a hot iron. You see,
and show the frustration and hardship of American grassroots(草根阶层)
in the 19th century.
A Service of Love
Joe came to New York from the Middle West, dreaming about painting. Delia came to New York
And then Joe took eighteen dollars out of his pocket.
"I've sold one of my pictures to a man from Peoria,"he said, "and he has ordered another."
"I'm so glad,"said Delia."Thirty-three dollars!We never had so much to spend before.
"What do you do every day, Delia? Do you really give music lesson? Tell me the truth."
She began to cry.
"I couldn't get any pupils,"she said,"So I got a place in a laundry ironing shirts.
“乔，亲爱的，你真傻，”德丽雅说。“你还是得坚持价钱的学习。我们一礼拜有15美元就可以
过得挺不错了。”（注：这是十九世纪八九十年代，这点钱足够了）
“好吧，也许我可以卖出几幅画，”乔说。
此后，他们早上分手晚上见，每天如此。一个星期过去了，德丽雅带回家15美元，
可是她显得有点疲乏。
This afternoon a girl accidentally set down an iron on my hand and I got a bad burn.
But tell me,Joe,how did you guess that I wasn't giving music lessons?"
"What's the matter with your hand?"said Joe. Delia laughed and said:
"Oh, a funny thing happened! Clemantina gave me a plate of soup and spilled some
讲述了一对贫穷却热爱艺术的年轻夫妻,为了成全对方不得不放弃了各自挚爱的艺术追求的感人故事,
同时展现了19世纪美国草根阶层生ut a young couples who love the arts deeply,
in order to hlep the other chase their pursuit of art ,
今天下午，一个姑娘不小心，把熨斗放在我手上了，我就给烫伤了。告诉我，乔，
你怎么猜到我不是在教音乐课？”
“很简单，”乔说。“你手上的绷带我完全知道是怎么回事，因为下午是我把绷带送到洗衣店楼上
一个被熨斗烫伤的姑娘那儿。知道了吧，我就在你做事的那家洗衣店的机器间工作。”
“那你的画呢？你到底卖了些画给那个皮奥里亚人吗？”
from the South,dreaming about music. Joe and Delia met in a studio.Before long they were
good friends and got married.
They had only a small flat to live in ,but they were happy.They loved each other, and they