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电影简爱中的精彩台词中英文

电影简爱中的精彩台词中英文《简爱》是一部很出名的作品中，主角简爱也是一个很勇敢的女子，无论是在电影中，还是简爱身上，都留下了无数精彩的台词。

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电影简爱中的精彩台词中英文【精选版】1) Life is too short， can not be used vengeful build hate。

人生苦短，不能用来记仇构建恨。

2) I have as much soul as you， -- and full as much heart! 我和你一样有灵魂，一样多的感情。

3) Miracles happen every day。

古迹每天都在产生。

4) Rochester：I love you。

I love you!罗切斯特：我爱你。

我爱你!5) It made me look like a duck in water。

它让我如鱼得水。

6) Jenny and I was like peas and carrots。

我和珍妮形影相随。

7) You think wrong! 你想错了!8) Stupid is as stupid does。

蠢人做蠢事(天公疼核)。

9) Have you given any thought to your future?你有没无为未来打算过呢。

10) It made me look like a duck in water。

它让我如鱼得水。

电影简爱中的精彩台词中英文【最新版】1) I must leave you。

Jane：Let me go， sir。

我必须离开你。

简：让我走，先生。

2) I was messed up for a long time。

这些年我一塌糊涂。

3) You just stay away from me please。

求你离开我。

4) Death is just a part of life， something we're all destined to do。

《简爱》及其1996版电影赏析

《简爱》及其1996版电影赏析一、《简爱》小说赏析《简爱》讲述了孤女简·爱在逆境中成长，最终收获幸福的故事。

小说以其丰富的人物形象、跌宕起伏的情节和深刻的社会意义，成为19世纪英国文学的经典之作。

1. 人物形象简·爱：她是一个勇敢、独立、坚强的女性，面对命运的种种不公，始终保持着自尊和乐观。

她敢于追求真爱，勇于捍卫自己的尊严，成为无数女性心中的楷模。

罗切斯特：他富有、英俊，但性格复杂。

在与简·爱的相处中，他逐渐被她的真诚和善良所打动，最终放下世俗的眼光，勇敢追求真爱。

2. 情节安排小说情节紧凑，悬念迭起。

从简·爱在盖茨海德府的悲惨童年，到洛伍德学校的磨砺，再到桑菲尔德庄园的曲折爱情，每一个阶段都为简·爱的成长和命运转折埋下伏笔。

3. 社会意义《简爱》揭示了当时英国社会的不平等现象，如女性地位的低下、阶级歧视等。

小说通过简·爱的成长历程，传达了女性自立、自尊、自强的价值观，具有强烈的现实意义。

二、1996版电影赏析1996年版的《简爱》电影在忠实原著的基础上，通过精彩的演绎和精美的画面，将这部文学名著搬上了大银幕。

1. 演员表现女主角简·爱由苏珊娜·沃特斯饰演，她凭借精湛的演技，完美地诠释了一个勇敢、独立的女性形象。

男主角罗切斯特由威廉·赫特饰演，他将角色的复杂性格展现得淋漓尽致。

2. 画面与音乐电影画面唯美，场景布置考究，充分展现了19世纪英国的风土人情。

电影音乐悠扬动听，为影片增色不少。

3. 导演手法导演佛朗哥·泽菲雷里巧妙地运用镜头语言，将小说中的经典场景和人物情感完美呈现。

特别是在表现简·爱和罗切斯特之间的爱情戏份时，导演细腻地刻画了两人心理变化，让观众感同身受。

1996版《简爱》电影在尊重原著的基础上，通过精彩的演绎和精美的制作，成功地将这部文学名著搬上银幕，让观众领略到了经典作品的魅力。

《简爱英文版介绍》课件

小说分析
通过对《简爱》的分析，我们可以看到它对当时社会的批判，以及对女性自由与独立的探索。小说中的人物形象栩栩如生，故事情节引人入胜，深受读者喜爱。
结论和要点
《简爱》是一部具有深度和复杂性的经典英文小说，它探讨了生命的意义、追求自由与独立的渴望，以及对社会规范的质疑。它的主题和角色仍然能够吸引和触动现代读者。
作者简介
夏洛蒂·勃朗特（Charlotte Brontë）是19世纪英国最伟大的女性小说家之一。她不仅以《简爱》享誉世界，还创作了其他重要作品，如《茱莉叶》（Shirley）和《维尔特》（Villette）。
背景设定
小说背景设定在19世纪的英国，描绘了当时社会的种种不公与阻碍。这种环境为主人公的成长经历和她对自由和独立的追求提供了重要背景。
《简爱英文版介绍》PPT课件
通过这个PPT课件，我们将深入探讨《简爱》这本经典英文小说。我们将介绍小说的背景设定、主要人物以及故事梗概，并进行小说的分析，最后提出结论和要点。
小说简介
《简爱》是英国作家夏洛蒂·勃朗特于1847年出版的一部小说，讲述了主人公简·爱（Jane Eyre）从孤儿院到庄园家庭的成长经历，探讨了性别、阶级、道德等主题。
另一部夏洛蒂·勃朗特的小说《维尔特》中的角色，形象鲜明。
故事梗概
1
孤儿院
简·爱在苦寒孤儿院度过了孤独而
庄园生活
2
压抑的童年。
成年后，简·爱来到索顿庄园，成
为罗切斯特先生的家庭教师。
3
爱情与困境
简·爱与罗切斯特之间逐渐产生情
自由与独立
4
Байду номын сангаас
感，但面临着各种困境和考验。
最终，简·爱借着自己的智慧和勇气，实现了自由和独立。

夏洛蒂˙勃朗特《简爱》第2章英文版

《简爱》英文版Jane EyreChapter TwoI resisted all the way: a new thing for me, and a circumstance which greatly strengthened the bad opinion Bessie and Miss Abbot were disposed to entertain of me. The fact is, I was a trifl e besid e myself; or rather out of myself, as the French woul d say: I was conscious that a moment's mutiny had already rend ered me liabl e to strange penalties, and like any other rebel slave, I felt resolved, in my d esperation, to go all l engths.‘Hold her arms, Miss Abbot; she's like a mad c at.’‘For shame!for shame!’ cried the lady's maid. ‘What shocking conduct, Miss Eyre, to strike a young gentleman, your benefactress's son! Your young master.’‘Master! How is he my master? Am I a servant?’‘No; you are l ess than a servant, for you d o nothing for your keep. There, sit d own, and think over your wickedness.’They had got me by this time into the apartment indicated by Mrs. Reed, and had thrust me upon a stool: my impulse was to rise from it like a spring; their two pairs of hands arrested me instantly.‘If you d on't sit still,you must be tied d own,’ said Bessie. ‘Miss Abbot, l end me your garters; she would break mine directly.’Miss Abbot turned to divest a stout l eg of the necessary ligature. This preparation for bonds, and the additional ignominy it inferred, took a little of the excitement out of me.‘Don't take them off,’ I cried; ‘I will not stir.’In guarantee whereof, I attached myself to my seat by my hands.‘Mind you d on't,’ said Bessie; and when she had ascertained that I was really subsiding, she l oosened her hol d of me; then she and Miss Abbot stood with fold ed arms, l ooking darkly and d oubtfully on my face, as incredul ous of my sanity.‘She never did so before,’ at last said Bessie, turning to the Abigail.‘But it was always in her,’was the reply. ‘I've tol d Missis often my opinion about the child, and Missis agreed with me. She's an und erhand little thing: I never saw a girl of her age with so much cover.’Bessie answered not; but ere long, ad dressing me, she said, -‘You ought t o be aware, Miss, that you are und er obligations to Mrs. Reed: shekeeps you; if she were to turn you off, you would have to go to the poorhouse.’I had nothing to say to these words: they were not new to me: my very first recoll ections of existence included hints of the same kind. This reproach of my d epend ence had become a vague singsong in my ear; very painful and crushing, but only half intelligibl e. Miss Abbot joined in:‘A nd you ought not to think yourself on an equality with the Misses Reed and Master Reed, because Missis kindly allows you to be brought up with them. They will have a great d eal of money, and you will have none: it is your place to be humbl e, and to try to make yourself agreeabl e to them.’‘What we tell you is for your good,’add ed Bessie, in no harsh voice: ‘you shoul d try to be useful and pl easant, then, perhaps, you would have a home here; but if you become passionate and rud e, Missis will send you away, I am sure.’‘Besid es,’ said Miss Abbot, ‘God will punish her: He might strike her d ead in the midst of her tantrums, and then where woul d she go? Come, Bessie, we will l eave her: I woul dn't have her heart for anything. Say your prayers, Miss Eyre, when you are by yourself; for if you d on't repent, something bad might be permitted to come d own the chimney, and fetch you away.’They went, shutting the d oor, and l ocking it behind them.The red-room was a spare chamber, very seld om sl ept in, I might say never, ind eed; unl ess when a chance influx of visitors at Gateshead Hall rend ered it necessary to turn to account all the accommodation it contained: yet it was one of the largest and stateliest chambers in the mansion. A bed supported on massive pillars of mahogany, hung with curtains of d eep red damask, stood out like a tabernacle in the centre; the two large wind ows, with their blinds always drawn d own, were half shrouded in festoons and falls of similar drapery; the carpet was red; the tabl e at the foot of the bed was covered with a crimson cl oth; the walls were a soft fawn col our, with a blush of pink in it; the wardrobe, the toilet tabl e, the chairs were of darkly polished ol d mahogany. Out of these d eep surrounding shad es rose high, and glared white, the piled-up mattresses and pill ows of the bed, spread with a snowy Marseilles counterpane. Scarcely l ess prominent was an ampl e cushioned easy chair near the head of the bed, also white, with a footstool before it; and l ooking, as I thought, like a pale throne.This room was chill, because it seld om had a fire; it was silent, because remote from the nursery and kitchens; sol emn, because it was known to be soseldom entered. The housemaid alone came here on Saturdays, to wipe from the mirrors and the furniture a week's quiet dust: and Mrs. Reed herself, at far intervals, visited it to review the contents of a certain secret drawer in the wardrobe, where were stored divers parchments, her jewel-casket, and a miniature of her d eceased husband; and in those last words lies the secret of the red-room: the spell which kept it so lonely in spite of its grand eur.Mr. Reed had been d ead nine years: it was in this chamber he breathed his last; here he lay in state; hence his coffin was borne by the und ertaker's men; and, since that day, a sense of dreary consecration had guard ed it from frequent intrusion.My seat, to which Bessie and the bitter Miss Abbot had l eft me riveted, was a l ow ottoman near the marbl e chimney piece; the bed rose before me; to my right hand there was the high, dark wardrobe, with subdued, broken refl ections varying the gl oss of its panels; to my l eft were the muffl ed wind ows; a great looking glass between them repeated the vacant majesty of the bed and room. I was not quite sure whether they had locked the d oor; and, when I dared move, I got up and went to see. Alas! yes: no jail was ever more secure. Returning, I had to cross before the l ooking glass; my fascinated glance involuntarily expl ored the d epth it reveal ed. All l ooked cold er and darker in that visionary holl ow than in reality: and the strange little figure there gazing at me, with a white face and arms specking the gl oom, and glittering eyes of fear moving where all else was still, had the effect of a real spirit: I thought it like one of the tiny phantoms, half fairy, half imp, Bessie's evening stories represented as coming out of l one, ferny d ells in moors, and appearing before the eyes of belated travell ers. I returned to my stool.Superstition was with me at that moment; but it was not yet her hour for compl ete victory: my blood was still warm; the mood of the revolted slave was still bracing me with its bitter vigour; I had to stem a rapid rush of retrospective thought before I quailed to the dismal present.All John Reed's violent tyrannies, all his sisters' proud indifference, all his mother's aversion, all the serva nts′ partiality, turned up in my disturbed mind like a dark d eposit in a turbid well. Why was I always suffering, always browbeaten, always accused, for ever cond emned? Why coul d I never pl ease? Why was it usel ess to try to win any one's favour? Eliza, who, was headstrong and selfish, was respected. Georgiana, who had a spoiled temper, a very acrid spite, a captious andinsol ent carriage, was universally indulged. Her beauty, her pink cheeks and gold en curls, seemed to give d elight to all who l ooked at her, and to purchase ind emnity for every fault. John, no one thwarted, much l ess punished; though he twisted the necks of the pigeons, killed the little pea-chicks, set the d ogs at the sheep, stripped the hothouse vines of their fruit, and broke the buds off the choicest plants in the conservatory: he call ed his mother 'old girl', too; sometimes reviled her for her dark skin, similar to his own; bluntly disregard ed her wishes; not unfrequently tore and spoil ed her silk attire; and he was still 'her own darling'.I dared commit no fault: I strove to fulfil every duty; and I was termed naughty and tiresome, sull en and sneaking, from morning to noon, and from noon to night.My head still ached and bl ed with the bl ow and fall I had received: no one had reproved John for wantonly striking me; and because I had turned against him to avert farther irrational viol ence, I was load ed with general opprobrium.‘Unjust!- unjust!’said my reason, forced by the agonizing stimulus into precocious though transitory power; and Resolve, equally wrought up, instigated some strange expedient to achieve escape from insupportabl e oppression - as running away, or, if that could not be effected, never eating or drinking more, and l etting myself die.What a consternation of soul was mine that dreary afternoon! How all my brain was in tumult, and all my heart in insurrection! Yet in what darkness, what d ense ignorance, was the mental battle fought! I coul d not answer the ceasel ess inward question - why I thus suffered; now, at the distance of - I will not say how many years, I see it cl early.I was a discord in Gateshead Hall; I was like nobody there; I had nothing in harmony with Mrs. Reed or her children, or her chosen vassalage. If they did not l ove me, in fact, as little did I l ove them. They were not bound to regard with affection a thing that coul d not sympathize with one amongst them; a heterogeneous thing, opposed to them in temperament, in capacity, in propensities; a usel ess thing, incapabl e of serving their interest, or ad ding to their pl easure; a noxious thing, cherishing the germs of indignation at their treatment, of contempt of their judgment. I know that had I been a sanguine, brilliant, careless, exacting, handsome, romping child - though equally d epend ent and friendl ess - Mrs. Reed woul d have endured my presence more complacently; her children would have entertained for me more of the cordiality of fellow-feeling; theservants woul d have been less prone to make me the scapegoat of the nursery.Daylight began to forsake the red-room; it was past four o'clock, and the becloud ed afternoon was tending to drear twilight. I heard the rain still beating continuously on the staircase wind ow, and the wind howling in the grove behind the hall; I grew by d egrees col d as a stone, and then my courage sank. My habitual mood of humiliation, self-d oubt, forl orn d epression, fell damp on the embers of my d ecaying ire. All said I was wicked, and perhaps I might be so: what thought had I been but just conceiving of starving myself to d eath? That certainly was a crime: and was I fit to die? Or was the vault und er the chancel of Gateshead Church an inviting bourne? In such vault I had been tol d did Mr. Reed lie buried; and l ed by this thought to recall his id ea, I dwelt on it with gathering dread. I coul d not remember him; but I knew that he was my own uncl e - my mother's brother - that he had taken me when a parentless infant to his house; and that in his last moments he had required a promise of Mrs. Reed that she woul d rear and maintain me as one of her own children. Mrs. Reed probably consid ered she had kept this promise; and so she had, I dare say, as well as her nature woul d permit her; but how coul d she really like an interl oper not of her race, and unconnected with her, after her husband's d eath, by any tie? It must have been most irksome to find herself bound by a hard-wrung pl edge to stand in the stead of a parent to a strange child she could not l ove, and to see an uncongenial alien permanently intrud ed on her own family group.A singular notion dawned upon me. I d oubted not - never doubted - that if Mr. Reed had been alive he woul d have treated me kindly; and now, as I sat l ooking at the white bed and overshad owed walls - occasionally also turning a fascinated eye towards the dimly gl eaming mirror - I began to recall what I had heard of d ead men, troubl ed in their graves by the violation of their last wishes, revisiting the earth to punish the perjured and avenge the oppressed; and I thought Mr. Reed's spirit, harassed by the wrongs of his sister's chil d, might quit its abod e - whether in the church vault or in the unknown worl d of the d eparted - and rise before me in this chamber. I wiped my tears and hushed my sobs; fearful l est any sign of violent grief might waken a preternatural voice to comfort me, or elicit from the gl oom some hal oed face, bending over me with strange pity. This id ea, consolatory in theory, I felt would be terribl e if realised: with all my might I end eavoured to stifl e it - I end eavoured to be firm. Shaking my hair from my eyes, I lifted my headand tried to l ook boldly round the dark room: at this moment a light gleamed on the wall. Was it, I asked myself, a ray from the moon penetrating some aperture in the blind? No; moonlight was still, and this stirred; whil e I gazed, it glid ed up to the ceiling and quivered over my head. I can now conjecture readily that this streak of light was, in all likelihood, a gl eam from a lantern carried by some one across the lawn: but then, prepared as my mind was for horror, shaken as my nerves were by agitation, I thought the swift-darting beam was a herald of some coming vision from another world. My heart beat thick, my head grew hot; a sound fill ed my ears, which I d eemed the rushing of wings; something seemed near me; I was oppressed, suffocated: endurance broke d own - I rushed to the d oor and shook the l ock in d esperate effort. Steps came running along the outer passage; the key turned, Bessie and Abbot entered.‘Miss Eyre,are you ill?’ said Bessie.‘What a dreadful noise! It went quite through me!’ exclaimed Abbot.‘Take me out!Let me go into the nursery!’ was my cry.‘What for? Are you hurt? Have you seen something?’ again d emand ed Bessie.‘Oh! I saw a light, and I thought a ghost would come.’ I had now got hol d of Bessie's hand, and she did not snatch it from me.‘She has screamed out on purpose,’d eclared Abbot, in some disgust. ‘And what a scream! If she had been in great pain one woul d have excused it, but she only wanted to bring us all here: I know her naughty tricks.’‘What is all this?’ d emand ed another voice peremptorily; and Mrs. Reed came along the corrid or, her cap flying wid e, her gown rustling stormily. ‘Abbot and Bessie, I believe I gave ord ers that Jane Eyre shoul d be l eft in the red-room till I came to her myself.’‘Mis s Jane screamed so l oud, ma'am,’ pl ead ed Bessie.‘Let her go,’was the only answer. ‘Loose Bessie's hand,child: you cannot succeed in getting out by these means, be assured. I abhor artifice, particularly in children; it is my duty to show you that tricks will not answer: you will now stay here an hour l onger, and it is only on condition of perfect submission and stillness that I shall liberate you then.’‘Oh aunt, have pity! Forgive me! I cannot endure it - l et me be punished some other way! I shall be killed if -’‘Sil ence!This violence is all most repulsive;’ and so, no d oubt, she felt it. I wasa precocious actress in her eyes; she sincerely l ooked on me as a compound of virul ent passions, mean spirit, and dangerous duplicity.Bessie and Abbot having retreated, Mrs. Reed, impatient of my now frantic anguish and wild sobs, abruptly thrust me back and l ocked me in, without farther parl ey. I heard her sweeping away; and soon after she was gone, I suppose I had a species of fit: unconsciousness closed the scene.。

简爱电影台词英汉对照

简爱电影台词英汉对照简爱是一部带有自传色彩的长篇小说，它阐释了这样一个主题：人的价值=尊严+爱。

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简爱电影台词英汉对照【精选版】1) I have not been trampled on.我从未像这样被人摧残过2) I have not been petrified.我从没有这样伤心过3) I have not been excluded from everyglimpse of what is bright.从来没有像这样看不见一丝希望4) I have known you, Mr. Rochester,我能理解您罗彻斯特先生5) and it strikes me with anguish to betorn from you.离开您使我非常痛苦6) Then why must you leave?那为何要离开?7) Because of your wife!因为你的妻子!8) I have no wife.我没有妻子9) 0But you are to be married.但是你要结婚了啊10) Jane, you must stay.简你一定要留下简爱电影台词英汉对照【最新版】1) And become nothing to you?然后让你对我视若无物?2) Am I a machine without feelings?难道我是一个没有情感的机器吗?3) Do you think that because I am poor,obscure, plain and little难道我贫穷默默无闻长相平庸瘦小4) that I am soulless and heartless?就没有灵魂和感情吗?5) I have as much soul as you and full asmuch heart.我和你一样有灵魂和感情6) And if God had blessed me with beautyand wealth,并且如果上帝赋予我美貌和财富7) I could make it as hard for you toleave me我也可以让你离不开我8) as it is for I to leave you.就如同我离不开你一样9) 0I'm not speaking to you through mortalflesh.不是我的肉体凡胎在和你交流10) It is my spirit that addresses yourspirit,我是在用灵魂和你交流11) as if we'd passed through the graveand stood at God's feet, equal,as we are.就像我们魂归主后站在上帝的面前我们是平等的12) As we are.我们是平等的13) I am a free human being with anindependent will,我是一个拥有自由意志的人14) which I now exert to leave you.我现在决意要离开你15) Then let your will decide yourdestiny.那就让你的意志来决定你的命运吧16) I offer you my hand, my heart.我把我的手我的心都交给你17) I ask you to pass through life at myside.我请求你陪我共度余生18) You are my equal and my likeness.我们是平等的你是我的挚爱19) Will you marry me?你愿意嫁给我吗?20) Are you mocking me?你是在嘲笑我吗?简爱电影台词英汉对照【热门版】1) Do you doubt me?你是在怀疑我吗?2) Entirely!当然了!3) Your bride is Miss Ingram.你的新娘是Ingram小姐4) Miss Ingram? Ingram小姐?5) She is the machine without feelings.她才是没有情感的机器6) It's you. You rare, unearthly thing.是你超凡脱俗世间罕见7) Poor and obscure as you are,出身寒微默默无闻8) 0please accept me as your husband.请接收我做你的丈夫9) I must have you for my own.为了我自己我必须要娶你10) You wish me to be your wife?你希望我做你的妻子?11) I swear it.我发誓12) You love me?你爱我吗?13) I do.是的14) Then, sir, I will marry you.那么先生我愿意嫁给你15) We've been good friends, haven't we?我们是好朋友不是吗?16) Yes, sir.是的先生17) I've a strange feeling with regard toyou,我对你有一种奇怪的感觉18) as if I had a string somewhere undermy left ribs,就像我左肋有一根线19) tightly knotted to a similar string inyou.紧紧地和你肋部的那根弦连在一起20) And if you were to leave,如果你一定要走21) I'm afraid that cord of communionwould snap.这条线就会断掉22) And I've a notion that I'd take tobleeding inwardly.我想我会因此而心碎23) As for you, you'd forget me.至于你会忘记我吧?24) 0How?怎么忘记?25) I have lived a full life here.这里有我全部的生活26) Life is too short, can not be used vengeful build hate生命太短促，不能用来记仇蓄恨27) There is something inside ,that they can't get to , that they can't touch. That's yours.那是一种内在的东西, 他们抵达不了,也无法触及的,那是你的。

简爱电影介绍英文作文

简爱电影介绍英文作文Jane Eyre is a classic novel written by Charlotte Bronte in the 19th century. The story follows the life of Jane Eyre, an orphaned girl who faces numerous challenges and hardships as she grows up. The novel has been adapted into several film and television adaptations, with one of the most popular being the 2011 film adaptation directed by Cary Fukunaga.Mia Wasikowska stars as the titular character, Jane Eyre, a strong-willed and independent young woman who works as a governess for the brooding and mysterious Mr. Rochester, played by Michael Fassbender. Their complex and tumultuous relationship forms the heart of the story, as Jane struggles to find her own identity and independence in a society that seeks to suppress her.The film is beautifully shot, with stunning cinematography that captures the bleak and moody atmosphere of the English countryside. The costumes and set designalso help to transport the audience back to the 19th century, immersing them in the world of Jane Eyre.The performances in the film are top-notch, with Wasikowska and Fassbender delivering powerful and nuanced portrayals of their characters. The chemistry between the two leads is palpable, drawing the audience into their tumultuous and passionate relationship.Overall, the 2011 adaptation of Jane Eyre is a faithful and compelling retelling of Charlotte Bronte's classic novel. With its strong performances, beautiful cinematography, and timeless story of love and independence, it is a must-see for fans of the book and period dramas alike.。

简爱(Jane_Eyre)英文介绍

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Jane Eyre is a small, plain-faced, intelligent and honest Engli Sh orphan. The novel goes through five distinct stages: 1.) Jane's childhood at Gateshead, where she is abused by her aunt and cousins; 2.) Her education at Lowood School, where she acquires friends but also suffers privations 3.) Her time as the governess and she falls in love with her employer, Edward Rochester 4.) Her time with the Rivers family, where her cold cousin St John Rivers proposes to her; 5.) Rochester becomes disabled in a fire and Jane get reun ion with him and marry him.
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女性励志电影：《简·爱》

女性励志电影：《简·爱》精选女性励志电影：《简·爱》基本介绍中文片名：《简爱》英文片名：Jane Eyre导演：凯瑞福永主演：迈克尔法斯宾德、伊莫珍盖伊波茨、杰米贝尔、朱迪丹奇推举理由：经久不衰的经典女性励志电影，被翻拍许多次，2021年上映的新版《简爱》确定会让你更感动。

剧情简介简爱是个孤女，出生于一个穷牧师家庭。

父母由于染上伤寒，在一个月之中相继去世。

幼小的简寄养在舅父母家里。

舅父里德先生去世后，简过了10年受尽卑视和虐待的生活。

一次，由于抵抗表哥的殴打，简被关进了红房子。

肉体上的苦痛和心灵上的屈辱和恐惧，使她大病了一场。

舅母把她视作眼中钉，并把她和自己的孩子隔离开来，从今，她与舅母的对抗更加公开和坚决了。

以后，简被送进了洛伍德孤儿院。

孤儿院教规严峻，生活艰苦，院长是个冷酷的伪君子。

简在孤儿院继续受到精神和肉体上的摧残。

由于恶劣的生活条件，孤儿院经常有孩子病死,她最好的伴侣海伦在一次大的斑疹伤寒中去世了。

这次斑疹伤寒也使孤儿院有了大的改善。

简在新的环境下接受了六年的教育，并在这所学校任教两年。

由于谭波尔儿小姐的离开，简厌倦了孤儿院里的生活，登广告谋求家庭教师的职业。

桑菲尔德庄园的女管家聘用了她。

庄园的男主人罗切斯特经常在外旅行，偌大的宅第只有一个不到10岁的女孩阿黛拉瓦朗，罗切斯特是她的爱惜人，她就是简的学生。

一天黄昏，简外出散步，邂逅刚从国外归来的`主人，这是他们第一次见面。

以后她觉察她的主人是独特格愁闷、喜怒无常的人，对她的看法时好时坏。

整幢房子沉郁空旷，有时还会听到一种令人毛骨悚然的诧异笑声。

一天，简在睡梦中被这种笑声惊醒，觉察罗切斯特的房间着了火，简叫醒他并关怀他扑灭了火。

罗切斯特回来后经常举行家宴。

在一次家宴上向一位名叫英格拉姆的秀丽小姐大献殷勤，简被召进客厅，却受到布兰奇母女的冷遇，她忍受屈辱，离开客厅。

此时，她已经爱上了罗切斯特。

其实罗切斯特也已爱上简，他只是想试探简对自己的爱情。

简爱英文版

简爱英文版Jane EyreIntroductionJane Eyre is a famous novel written by Charlotte Bronte and published in 1847. It has been widely regarded as one of the most influential works of English literature. The novel tells the story of Jane Eyre from her childhood to adulthood and explores themes such as love, class, and identity. The English version of Jane Eyre has captivated readers for generations with its compelling narrative and complex characters.SummaryJane Eyre begins with the titular character's unhappy childhood. Orphaned at a young age, Jane is sent to live with her cruel aunt and cousins. Despite the mistreatment, Jane displays resilience and intelligence. She is eventually sent to Lowood School, a charity school for girls, where conditions are harsh. However, Jane excels academically and becomes a teacher at the school after graduating.Seeking new opportunities, Jane becomes a governess at Thornfield Hall, where she meets her employer, Mr. EdwardRochester. Despite their differences in social class and age, Jane and Mr. Rochester develop a strong bond. However, their relationship is complicated by a dark secret within the confines of Thornfield Hall.As the story progresses, Jane faces numerous challenges and tragedies. She ultimately finds love and happiness in the form of St. John Rivers, a clergyman. However, Jane's heart remains with Mr. Rochester, and she is torn between her own desires and her sense of duty.ThemesOne of the central themes in Jane Eyre is the exploration of gender and class. Jane challenges societal expectations and limitations placed upon women of her time. She defies conventions by seeking education, employment, and asserting her independence. The novel also explores the idea of class mobility and the struggle to overcome societal barriers.Another major theme in Jane Eyre is the search for identity. Jane grapples with questions of who she is and where she belongs. Her experiences shape her sense of self, and she undergoes a journey of self-discovery throughout the novel.Love is also a significant theme in Jane Eyre. From the passionate feelings Jane develops for Mr. Rochester to the selfless love she feels for St. John Rivers, the novel explores different aspects of love, including the sacrifices it demands and the complexities it entails.Character AnalysisJane Eyre is a complex and multi-dimensional character. She is intelligent, strong-willed, and fiercely independent. Despite her tumultuous upbringing, she remains resilient and refuses to be defined by her circumstances. Jane's determination and unwavering sense of morality are admirable traits that define her character.Mr. Rochester, on the other hand, is a brooding and enigmatic character. He is initially presented as a wealthy and aloof individual. However, as the story unfolds, his vulnerable and sensitive side is revealed. Mr. Rochester's deep affection for Jane is evident, but his actions are sometimes misguided, leading to the unraveling of their relationship.ConclusionJane Eyre has rightfully earned its place as a literary classic. The novel's examination of themes such as love, class, and identity continue to resonate with readers today. Through thestory of Jane Eyre, Charlotte Bronte presents a powerful and timeless portrayal of a woman's journey for independence and self-discovery. It is a work that captures the spirit of resilience and the triumph of the human spirit.。

简爱英文版第一章

简爱英文版第一章The Reading of Jane Eyre: An Interpretation of the First Chapter1.Background Introduction'Jane Eyre' is a classic work of English literature written by Charlotte Brontë. It was first published in 1847 under the pen name 'Currer Bell', one of three female writers who used male pen names at that time in order to circumvent the social constraints of Victorian England. The novel, set in the 19th century, tells the story of Jane Eyre, an orphaned girl who struggles through difficult times and eventually finds love and happiness. 'Jane Eyre' is considered a classic of English literature, recognized for its powerful narrative, complex characters, and thematic explorations of gender, class, and religion.2.Content Overview of the First ChapterThe first chapter of 'Jane Eyre' opens with a vivid description of Thornfield Hall, a lonely mansion in the English countryside. It is evening, and the reader is introduced to Jane Eyre, a thoughtful and self-reliant young girl. She stands at the gate of the Hall, watching a group of Gytrash, a legendary creature that appears in Yorkshire folklore as a fearsome dog or horse. This sets the scene for Jane's characterization as a strong-willed and independent-minded person, unafraid of facing challenges.3.Theme and MeaningThe theme of this chapter is the exploration of female agency and autonomy. Through Jane's reaction to her environment and her resolute refusal to fear the Gytrash, Brontësuggests that women have the potential to face and overcome adversity. This theme continues throughout the novel as Jane faces difficulties and 力争女主的地位 opportunities. Additionally, this chapter introduces the idea of female independence and self-reliance, which will become recurring themes throughout the novel.4.English Expression and Rhetorical DevicesCharlotte Brontë's powerful writing style utilizes a range of English expressions and rhetorical devices. In the first chapter, Brontë uses metaphors and personification to describe Jane's courage and resolve. For example, she compares Jane to a "tightly-compressed spring" that is "strained to the utmost tension" (Brontë3), suggesting Jane's resilience and energy. Personification is seen in Brontë's description of Thornfield Hall as a "frowning giant" (Brontë 3), which gives the mansion a sense of power and intimidation.5.Reading Difficulties and SolutionsOne possible difficulty readers may encounter in this chapter is the use of archaic language and Victorian cultural references. However, by placing yourselfin the context of 19th-century England and familiarizing yourself with the cultural norms and language usage, you can better understand the novel's characters and themes. Another challenge could be Brontë's poetic language and imagery, which can be dense and layered. Close reading and rereading passages with an eye for detail can help unpack these layers.6.Reflection and InsightReading the first chapter of 'Jane Eyre' has provided me with a deeper understanding of Charlotte Brontë's themes and style. The exploration of female agency and autonomy has resonated with me personally, as it encourages me to embody a similar spirit in my own life. Additionally, Brontë's use of language and imagery has shown me how powerful words can be in evoking emotion and creating vivid pictures in the reader's mind. I have also gained a new appreciation for English literature after understanding more about the cultural and historical context of 'Jane Eyre'.总的来说，《简爱》第一章以其丰富的情感、复杂的角色和生动的描绘吸引了读者的注意力。

英文版简爱 09

Chapter 9BUT the privations, or rather the hardships, of Lowood lessened. Spring drew on —she was indeed already come; the frosts of winter had ceased; its snows were melted, its cutting winds ameliorated. My wretched feet, flayed and swollen to lameness by the sharp air of January, began to heal and subside under the gentler breathings of April; the nights and mornings no longer by their Canadian temperature froze the very blood in our veins; we could now endure the playhour passed in the garden; sometimes on a sunny day it began even to be pleasant and genial, and a greenness grew over those brown beds, which, freshening daily, suggested the thought that Hope traversed them at night, and left each morning brighter traces of her steps. I lowers peeped out among the leaves: snowdrops, crocuses, purple auriculas, and golden-eyed pansies. On Thursday afternoons (halfholidays) we now took walks, and found still sweeter flowers opening by the wayside under the hedges.I discovered, too, that a great pleasure, an enjoyment which the horizon only bounded, lay all outside the high and spike-guarded walls of our garden: this pleasure consisted in prospect of noble summits girdling a great hill-hollow, rich in verdure and shadow; in a bright beck, full of dark stones and sparkling edges. How different had this scene looked when I viewed it laid out beneath the iron sky of winter, stiffened in frost, shrouded with snow! —when mists as chill as death wandered to the impulse of east winds along those purple peaks, and rolled down 'ing' and holm till they blended with the frozen fog of the beck! That beck itself was then a torrent, turbid and curbless; it tore asunder the wood, and sent a raving sound through the air often thickened with wild rain or whirling sleet; and for the forest on its banks, that showed only ranks of skeletons.April advanced to May —a bright serene May it was; days of blue sky, placid sunshine, and soft western or southern gales filled up its duration. And now vegetation matured with vigour; Lowood shook loose its tresses; it became all green, all flowers; its great elm, ash, and oak skeletons were restored to majestic life; woodland plants sprang up profusely in its recesses; unnumbered varieties of moss filled its hollows, and it made a strange ground-sunshine out of the wealth of its wild primrose plants: I have seen their pale gold gleam in overshadowed spots like scatterings of the sweetest lustre. All this I enjoyed often and fully, free, unwatched, and almost alone: for this unwonted liberty and pleasure there was a cause, to which it now becomes my task to advert.Have I not described a pleasant site for a dwelling, when I speak of it as bosomed in hill and wood, and rising from the verge of a stream? Assuredly, pleasant enough, but whether healthy or not is another question.That forest dell, where Lowood lay, was the cradle of fog and fogbred pestilence; which, quickening with the quickening spring, crept into the Orphan Asylum, breathed typhus through its crowded schoolroom and dormitory, and, ere May arrived, transformed the seminary into a hospital.Semi-starvation and neglected colds had predisposed most of the pupils to receive infection: forty-five out of the eighty girls lay ill at one time Classes were broken up, rules relaxed. The few who continued well were allowed almost unlimited licence; because the medical attendant insisted on the necessity of frequent exercise to keep them in health: and had it been otherwise, no one had leisure to watch or restrain them. Miss Temple's whole attention was absorbed by the patients: she lived in the sick-room, never quitting it except to snatch a few hours' rest at night. The teacherswere fully occupied with packing up and making other necessary preparations for the departure of those girls who were fortunate enough to have friends and relations able and willing to remove them from the seat of contagion. Many, already smitten, went home only to die: some died at the school, and were buried quietly and quickly, the nature of the malady forbidding delay.While disease had thus become an inhabitant of Lowood, and death its frequent visitor; while there was gloom and fear within its walls; while its rooms and passages steamed with hospital smells, the drug and the pastille striving vainly to overcome the effluvia of mortality, that bright May shone unclouded over the bold hills and beautiful woodland out of doors. Its garden, too, glowed with flowers: hollyhocks had sprung up tall as trees, lilies had opened, tulips and roses were in bloom; the borders of the little beds were gay with pink thrift and crimson double daisies; the sweetbriars gave out, morning and evening, their scent of spice and apples; and these fragrant treasures were all useless for most of the inmates of Lowood, except to furnish now and then a handful of herbs and blossoms to put on a coffin.But I, and the rest who continued well, enjoyed fully the beauties of the scene and season: they let us ramble in the wood like gipsies, from morning till night; we did what we liked, went where we liked: we lived better too. Mr Brocklehurst and his family never came near Lowood now: household matters were not scrutinized into; the cross housekeeper was gone, driven away by the fear of infection; her successor, who had been matron at the Lowton Dispensary, unused to the ways of her new abode, provided with comparative liberality. Besides, there were fewer to feed: the sick could eat little; our breakfast basins were better filled: when there was no time to prepare a regular dinner, which often happened, she would give us a large piece of cold pie, or a thick slice of bread and cheese, and this we carried away with us to the wood, where we each chose the spot we liked best, and dined sumptuously,My favourite seat was a smooth and broad stone, rising white and dry from the very middle of the beck, and only to be got at by wading through the water; a feat I accomplished barefoot. The stone was just broad enough to accommodate, comfortably, another girl and me, at that time my chosen comrade —one Mary Ann Wilson, a shrewd, observant personage, whose society I took pleasure in, partly because she was witty and original, and partly because she had a manner which set me at my ease. Some years older than I, she knew more of the world, and could tell me many things I liked to hear: with her my curiosity found gratification: to my faults also she gave ample indulgence, never imposing curb or rein on anything I said. She had a turn for narrative I for analysis; she liked to inform, I to question; so we got on swimmingly together, deriving much entertainment, if not much improvement, from our mutual intercourse.And where, meantime, was Helen Burns? Why did I not spend these sweet days of liberty with her? Had I forgotten her? or was I so worthless as to have grown tired of her pure society? Surely the Mary Ann Wilson I have mentioned was inferior to my first acquaintance: she could only tell me amusing stories, and reciprocate any racy and pungent gossip I chose to indulge in; while, if I have spoken truth of Helen, she was qualified to give those who enjoyed the privilege of her converse, a taste of far higher things.True, reader, and I knew and felt this; and though I am a defective being, with many faults and few redeeming points, yet I never tired of Helen Burns, nor ever ceased to cherish for her a sentiment of attachment, as strong, tender, and respectful as any that ever animated my heart. How could it be otherwise, when Helen, at all times and under all circumstances, evinced for me a quiet and faithful friendship, which ill- humour never soured, nor irritation ever troubled? But Helenwas ill at present: for some weeks she had been removed from my sight to I knew not what room upstairs. She was not, I was told, in the hospital portion of the house with the fever patients, for her complaint was consumption, not typhus; and by consumption I, in my ignorance, understood something mild, which time and care would be sure to alleviate.I was confirmed in this idea by the fact of her once or twice coming downstairs on very warm sunny afternoons, and being taken by Miss Temple into the garden: but, on these occasions, I was not allowed to go and speak to her; I only saw her from the schoolroom window, and then not distinctly, for she was much wrapped up, and sat at a distance under the veranda.One evening, in the beginning of June, I had stayed out very late with Mary Ann in the wood; we had, as usual, separated ourselves from the others, and had wandered far: so far that we lost our way, and had to ask it at a lonely cottage, where a man and woman lived, who looked after a herd of half-wild swine that fed on the mast in the wood. When we got back, it was after moonrise: a pony, which we knew to be the surgeon's, was standing at the garden door. Mary Ann remarked that she supposed some one must be very ill, as Mr Bates had been sent for at that time of the evening. She went into the house; I stayed behind a few minutes to plant in my garden a handful of roots I had dug up in the forest, and which I feared would wither if I left them till the morning. This done I lingered yet a little longer; the flowers smelt so sweet as the dew fell; it was such a pleasant evening, so serene, so warm; the still glowing west promised so fairly another fine day on the morrow; the moon rose with such majesty in the grave east. I was noting these things and enjoying them as a child might, when it entered my mind as it had never done before —'How sad to be lying now on a sick-bed, and to be in danger of dying! This world is pleasant —it would be dreary to be called from it, and to have to go, who knows where?'And then my mind made its first earnest effort to comprehend what had been infused into it concerning heaven and hell: and for the first time it recoiled baffled; and for the first time glancing behind, on each side, and before it, it saw all round an unfathomed gulf: it felt the one point where it stood —the present; all the rest was formless cloud and vacant depth; and it shuddered at the thought of tottering, and plunging amid that chaos. While pondering this new idea, I heard the front door open; Mr Bates came out, and with him was a nurse. After she had seen him mount his horse and depart, she was about to close the door, but I ran up to her.'How is Helen Burns?''Very poorly, ' was the answer.'Is it her Mr Bates has been to see?''Yes.''And what does he say about her?''He says she'll not be here long.'This phrase, uttered in my hearing yesterday, would have only conveyed the notion that she was about to be removed to Northumberland, to her own home. I should not have suspected that it meant she was dying; but I knew instantly now; it opened clear on my comprehension that Helen Burns was numbering her last days in this world, and that she was going to be taken to the region of spirits, if such region there were. I experienced a shock of horror, then a strong thrill of grief, then a desire —a necessity to see her; and I asked in what room she lay.'She is in Miss Temple's room, ' said the nurse.'May I go up and speak to her?''Oh, no, child! It is not likely, and now it is time for you to come in; you'll catch the fever if youstop out when the dew is falling.'The nurse closed the front door; I went in by the side entrance which led to the schoolroom: I was just in time; it was nine o'clock, and Miss Miller was calling the pupils to go to bed.It might be two hours later, probably near eleven, when I —not having been able to fall asleep, and deeming, from the perfect silence of the dormitory, that my companions were all wrapt in profound repose —rose softy, put on my frock over my nightdress, and, without shoes, crept from the apartment, and set off in quest of Miss Temple's room. It was quite at the other end of the house; but I knew my way and the light of the unclouded summer moon, entering here and there at passage windows, enabled me to find it without difficulty. An odour of camphor and burnt vinegar warned me when I came near the fever room: and I passed its door quickly, fearful lest the nurse who sat up all night should hear me. I dreaded being discovered and sent back; for I must see Helen —I must embrace her before she died —I must give her one last kiss, exchange with her one last word.Having descended a staircase, traversed a portion of the house below, and succeeded in opening and shutting, without noise, two doors, I reached another flight of steps; these I mounted, and then just opposite to me was Miss Temple's room. A light shone through the keyhole, and from under the door; a profound stillness pervaded the vicinity. Coming near, I found the door slightly ajar; probably to admit some fresh air into the close abode of sickness. Indisposed to hesitate, and full of impatient impulses —soul and senses quivering with keen throes —I put it back and looked in. My eye sought Helen, and feared to find death.Close by Miss Temple's bed, and half covered with its white curtains, there stood a little crib. I saw the outline of a form under the clothes, but the face was hid by the hangings; the nurse I had spoken to in the garden sat in an easy-chair, asleep; an unsnuffed candle burnt dimly on the table. Miss Temple was not to be seen: I knew afterwards that she had been called to a delirious patient in the fever-room. I advanced: then paused by the crib side: my hand was on the curtain, but I preferred speaking before I withdrew it. I still recoiled at the dread of seeing a corpse.'Helen!' I whispered softly; 'are you awake?'She stirred herself, put back the curtain, and I saw her face, pale, wasted, but quite composed; she looked so little changed, that my fear was instantly dissipated.'Can it be you, Jane?' she asked, in her own gentle voice.'Oh!' I thought, 'she is not going to die; they are mistaken; she could not speak and look so calmly if she were.'I got on to her crib and kissed her: her forehead was cold, and her cheek both cold and thin, and so were her hand and wrist: but she smiled as of old.'Why are you come here, Jane? It is past eleven o'clock: I heard it strike some minutes since.''I came to see you, Helen: I heard you were very ill, and I could not sleep till I had spoken to you.''You came to bid me good-bye, then: you are just in time probably.''Are you going somewhere, Helen? Are you going home?''Yes; to my long home —my last home.''No, no, Helen!' I stopped distressed. While I tried to devour my tears, fit of coughing seized Helen; it did not, however, wake the nurse. When it was over, she lay some minutes exhausted; then she whispered —'Jane, your little feet are bare; lie down and cover yourself with my quilt.'I did so: she put her arm over me, and I nestled close to her. After a long silence, she resumed still whispering —'I am very happy, Jane; and when you hear that I am dead, you must be sure and not grieve: there is nothing to grieve about. We all must die one day, and the illness which is removing me is not painful; it is gentle and gradual; my mind is at rest. I leave no one to regret me much: I have only a father, and he is lately married, and will not miss me. By dying young, I shall escape great sufferings. I had not qualities or talents to make my way very well in the world: I should have been continually at fault.'But where are you going to, Helen? Can you see? Do you know?''I believe; I have faith: I am going to God.''Where is God? What is God?''My Maker and yours, who will never destroy what He created. I rely implicitly on His power, and confide wholly in His goodness: I count the hours till that eventful one arrives which shall restore me to Him, reveal Him to me.''You are sure, then, Helen, that there is such a place as heaven; and that our souls can get to it when we die?''I am sure there is a future state; I believe God is good; I can resign my immortal part to Him without any misgiving. God is my father; God is my friend; I love Him; I believe He loves me.''And shall I see you again, Helen, when I die?''You will come to the same region of happiness: be received by the same mighty universal Parent, no doubt, dear Jane.'Again I questioned; but this time only in thought. 'Where is that region? Does it exist?' And I clasped my arms closer round Helen; she seemed dearer to me than ever; I felt as if I could not let her go; I lay with my face hidden on her neck Presently she said in the sweetest tone —'How comfortable I am! The last fit of coughing has tired me a little; I feel as if I could sleep; but don't leave me, Jane; I like to have you near me.''I'll stay with you, dear Helen: no one shall take me away.'Are you warm, darling?'''Yes''Good-night, Jane.''Good-night, Helen.'She kissed me and I her and we both soon slumbered.When I awoke it was day: an unusual movement roused me; I looked up; I was in somebody s arms; the nurse held me; she was carrying me through the passage back to the dormitory. I was not reprimanded for leaving my bed; people had something else to think about; no explanation was afforded then to my many questions; but a day or two afterwards I learned that Miss Temple on returning to her own room at dawn had found me laid in a little crib; my face against Helen Burns s shoulder my arms round her neck. I was asleep and Helen was —dead.Her grave is in Brocklebridge Churchyard: for fifteen years after her death it was only covered by a grassy mound; but now a gray marble tablet marks the spot inscribed with her name and the word 'Resurgam'.。

夏洛蒂˙勃朗特《简爱》第1章英文版

《简爱》英文版Jane EyreChapter OneThere was no possibility of taking a walk that day. We had been wandering, ind eed, in the l eafl ess shrubbery an hour in the morning; but since dinner (Mrs. Reed, when there was no company, dined early) the col d winter wind had brought with it cl ouds so sombre, and a rain so penetrating, that further out-door exercise was now out of the question.I was glad of it: I never liked l ong walks, especially on chilly afternoons: dreadful to me was the coming home in the raw twilight, with nipped fingers and toes, and a heart sad d ened by the chidings of Bessie, the nurse, and humbled by the consciousness of my physical inferiority to Eliza, John, and Georgiana Reed.The said Eliza, John, and Georgiana were now clustered round their mama in the drawing room: she lay reclined on a sofa by the firesid e, and with her darlings about her (for the time neither quarrelling nor crying) l ooked perfectly happy. Me, she had dispensed from joining the group; saying, ‘She regretted to be und er the necessity of keeping me at a distance; but that until she heard from Bessie, and coul d discover by her own observation, that I was end eavouring in good earnest to acquire a more sociabl e and childlike disposition, a more attractive and sprightly manner - something lighter, franker, more natural as it were - she really must exclud e me from privileges intend ed only for contented, happy, littl e chil dren.’‘What d oes Bessie say I have d one?’ I asked.‘Jane,I d on't like cavillers or questioners; besid es, there is something truly forbid ding in a child taking up her eld ers in that manner. Be seated somewhere; and until you can speak pl easantly, remain silent.’A small breakfast room adjoined the drawing room, I slipped in there. It contained a bookcase: l soon possessed myself of a volume, taking care that it shoul d be one stored with pictures. I mounted into the wind ow-seat: gathering up my feet, I sat cross-l egged, like a Turk; and, having drawn the red moreen curtain nearly cl ose, I was shrined in d oubl e retirement.Fol ds of scarl et drapery shut in my view to the right hand; to the l eft were the cl ear panes of glass, protecting, but not separating me from the drear November day. At intervals, whil e turning over the l eaves of my book, I studied the aspect of that winter afternoon. Afar, it offered a pale blank of mist and cl oud; near a sceneof wet lawn and storm-beat shrub, with ceasel ess rain sweeping away wil dly before a l ong and lamentabl e blast.I returned to my book - Bewick's History of British Birds: the l etter-press thereof I cared little for, generally speaking; and yet there were certain introductory pages that, child as I was, I coul d not pass quite as a blank. They were those which treat of the haunts of sea-fowl; of ‘the solitary rocks and promontories’ by them only inhabited; of the coast of Norway, studd ed with isles from its southern extremity, the Lind eness, or Naze, to the North Cape - Where the Northern Ocean, in vast whirls boils round the naked, melancholy isles of farthest Thule; and the Atlantic surge pours in among the stormy Hebrides.Nor could I pass unnoticed the suggestion of the bl eak shores of Lapland, Siberia, Spitzbergen, Nova Zembla, Iceland, Greenland, with ‘the vast sweep of the Arctic Zone, and those forl orn regions of dreary space, - that reservoir of frost and snow, where firm fields of ice, the accumulation of centuries of winters, glazed in Alpine heights above heights, surround the pol e, and concentre the multiplied rigours of extreme col d.’ Of these d eath-white realms I formed an id ea of my own: shad owy, like all the half-comprehend ed notions that fl oat dim through children's brains, but strangely impressive. The words in these introductory pages connected themselves with the succeeding vignettes, and gave significance to the rock standing up al one in a sea of billow and spray; to the broken boat strand ed on a d esolate coast; to the col d and ghastly moon glancing through bars of cl oud at a wreck just sinking.I cannot tell what sentiment haunted the quite solitary churchyard, with its inscribed headstone; its gate, its two trees, its l ow horizon, girdl ed by a broken wall, and its newly-risen crescent, attesting the hour of eventid e.The two ships becalmed on a torpid sea, I believed to be marine phantoms.The fiend pinning d own the thief's pack behind him, I passed over quickly: it was an object of terror.So was the black horned thing seated aloof on a rock, surveying a distant crowd surrounding a gall ows.Each picture tol d a story; mysterious often to my und eveloped und erstanding and imperfect feelings, yet ever profoundly interesting: as interesting as the tales Bessie sometimes narrated on winter evenings, when she chanced to be in good humour; and when, having brought her ironing-tabl e to the nursery hearth, sheallowed us to sit about it, and whil e she got up Mrs. Reed's lace frills, and crimped her nightcap bord ers, fed our eager attention with passages of l ove and adventure taken from ol d fairy tales and other ballads; or (as at a later period I discovered) from the pages of Pamela, and Henry, Earl of Moreland.With Bewick on my knee, I was then happy: happy at l east in my way. I feared nothing but interruption, and that came too soon. The breakfast room d oor opened.‘Boh!Madam Mope!’ cried the voice of John Reed; then he paused: he found the room apparently empty.‘Where the dickens is she!’he continued. ‘Lizzy!Georgy!’(calling to his sisters) ‘Joan is not here: tell mama she is run out into the rain - bad animal!’‘It is well I drew the curtain,’ thought I; and I wished fervently he might not discover my hiding-place; nor would John Reed have found it out himself; he was not quick either of vision or conception; but Eliza just put her head in at the d oor, and said at once -‘She is in the wind ow-seat, to be sure, Jack.’And I came out immediately, for I trembled at the id ea of being dragged forth by the said Jack.‘What d o you want?’ I asked, with awkward diffid ence.‘Say, "What d o you want, Master Reed,"’ was the answer. ‘I want you to come here;’ and seating himself in an armchair, he intimated by a gesture that I was to approach and stand before him.John Reed was a schoolboy of fourteen years old; four years ol d er than I, for I was but ten; large and stout for his age, with a dingy and unwhol esome skin; thick lineaments in a spacious visage, heavy limbs and large extremities. He gorged himself habitually at tabl e, which mad e him bilious, and gave him a dim and bl eared eye and flabby cheeks. He ought now to have been at school; but his mama had taken him home for a month or two, ‘on account of his d elicate health.’Mr. Miles, the master, affirmed that he would do very well if he had fewer cakes and sweetmeats sent him from home; but the mother's heart turned from an opinion so harsh, and inclined rather to the more refined id ea that John's sallowness was owing to over-application and, perhaps, to pining after home.John had not much affection for his mother and sisters, and an antipathy to me. He bullied and punished me; not two or three times in the week, nor once ortwice in the day, but continually: every nerve I had feared him, and every morsel of fl esh on my bones shrank when he came near. There were moments when l was bewil d ered by the terror he inspired, because I had no appeal whatever against either his menaces or his inflictions; the servants did not like to offend their young master by taking my part against him, and Mrs. Reed was blind and d eaf on the subject: she never saw him strike or heard him abuse me, though he did both now and then in her very presence, more frequently, however, behind her back.Habitually obedient to John, I came up to his chair: he spent some three minutes in thrusting out his tongue at me as far as he could without damaging the roots; I knew he would soon strike, and whil e dreading the bl ow, I mused on the disgusting and ugly appearance of him who woul d presently d eal it. I wond er if he read that notion in my face; for, all at once, without speaking, he struck sud d enly and strongly. I tottered, and on regaining my equilibrium retired back a step or two from his chair.‘That is for your impudence in answering mama awhil e since,’ said he, ‘and for your sneaking way of getting behind curtains, and for the l ook you had in your eyes two minutes since, you rat!’Accustomed to John Reed's abuse, l never had an id ea of replying to it; my care was how to endure the bl ow which woul d certainly foll ow the insult.‘What were you d oing behind the curtain?’ he asked.‘I was reading.’‘Show the book.’I returned to the wind ow and fetched it thence。

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简爱英文版好句摘抄1. "I am a free human being with an independent will."2. "Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain, and little, I am soulless and heartless? You think wrong!"。

3. "I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being with an independent will."4. "I have a strange feeling with regard to you. As if I hada string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly knotted to a similar string in you."。

5. "It is in vain to say human beings ought to be satisfied with tranquility: they must have action; and they will make itif they cannot find it."。

6. "I am not an angel," I asserted; "and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself."7. "I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being with an independent will."8. "Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity or registering wrongs."9. "I have little left in myself -- I must have you. The world may laugh -- may call me absurd, selfish -- but it does not signify. My very soul demands you; it will be satisfied, or it will take deadly vengeance on its frame."。

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关于电影简爱的英语作文英文：I have always been a fan of the classic novel "Jane Eyre" by Charlotte Bronte, and I was thrilled when I found out that there was a film adaptation of the book. The 2011 film "Jane Eyre", directed by Cary Fukunaga, is one of my favorite adaptations of the novel. The film stays true to the original story while also adding its own unique visual and emotional elements.One of the things I love about the film is the casting. Mia Wasikowska, who plays Jane Eyre, brings a quiet strength and vulnerability to the character that is just as I imagined when reading the book. Michael Fassbender, who plays Mr. Rochester, captures the brooding and enigmatic nature of the character perfectly. The chemistry between the two leads is palpable, and their performances really bring the love story to life.The cinematography in the film is stunning, with moody and atmospheric shots that perfectly capture the Gothic tone of the novel. The use of light and shadow adds to the overall sense of mystery and romance. The film also does a great job of portraying the stark and haunting beauty of the Yorkshire moors, where much of the story takes place.In terms of the story, the film does a fantastic job of condensing the novel into a manageable runtime while still retaining the most important and impactful moments. The screenplay is well-written and stays true to the original dialogue, which I appreciated as a fan of the book. The emotional depth of the characters and the complex themes of love, independence, and morality are all effectively conveyed on screen.Overall, "Jane Eyre" is a beautifully crafted film that does justice to the timeless story of Jane Eyre. It's a faithful adaptation that captures the essence of the novel while also adding its own visual and emotional flair.中文：我一直是夏洛蒂·勃朗特的经典小说《简·爱》的粉丝，当我发现有一部电影改编自这本书时，我感到非常兴奋。

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简爱电影英文观后感《简爱》电影英文观后感《简爱》是一部备受赞誉的文学改编电影，根据夏洛蒂·勃朗特的同名小说改编而成。

这部影片展现了一个年轻女子简爱在19世纪英国的生活经历和她与罗切斯特先生的爱情。

观看完《简爱》电影后，我深受这个故事的触动，并对影片的表现方式和主题有了新的认识。

首先，我要表扬这部电影的剧情和叙事手法。

通过精心构建的场景和细腻的情感描写，电影成功地传达了夏洛蒂·勃朗特小说中的情感深度。

观众可以感受到主人公简爱内心的挣扎和坚韧，以及她与罗切斯特先生之间浓烈的爱情。

导演通过运用隐喻、对比和对话等手法，使观众更深刻地理解了角色之间的心理变化和情感交流。

这种真实而又细腻的描写方式使我沉浸其中，对故事情节更加投入。

其次，我要赞扬这部电影的演员表演。

饰演简爱的女演员为这个角色带来了真实性和明亮的形象。

她成功地表现出简爱坚强、独立的个性，同时也展示了她内心深处的温柔和敏感。

罗切斯特先生的扮演者则在片中极具魅力，他的表演非常生动和富有感染力。

这两位主演之间的互动和化学反应使得电影更加吸引人，并使观众产生了强烈的共鸣。

此外，这部电影的摄影和美术设计非常出色。

电影中的场景和布景浓烈地表现了19世纪英国社会的贫困和冷淡。

尤其是码头、庄园和学校等场景的描绘，使观众产生了身临其境的感觉。

摄影师通过运用光影和色彩的变化，传达出不同场景中的情绪和氛围。

这些细节的处理对于构建影片整体的视觉效果起到了至关重要的作用。

最重要的是，电影《简爱》通过简爱的成长历程和她对待爱情的态度，探讨了女性的独立和自主性这一主题。

在19世纪的英国社会，女性通常被当做男性的附庸，缺乏独立和自由，而简爱通过坚持自己的信念和原则，最终实现了自我的价值。

这个故事向观众传递了一个重要的信息，即每个人都应该追求自己的独立和自我价值，而不是依赖他人。

综上所述，电影《简爱》通过精心的剧情构建、出色的演员表演、优秀的摄影和美术设计，成功地将夏洛蒂·勃朗特的经典小说改编为一部令人印象深刻的电影。

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