初一英语美文欣赏
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初一英语美文欣赏
通过经典美文赏析提高教师强烈的人文精神、完善的自主意识、高尚的师德水平、深厚的专业素养、理性的反思精神,促使教师专业发展的意识和能力。下面是带来的初一英语美文,欢迎阅读!
The daffodil principle
水仙花法则
Several times my daughter had telephoned to say,"Dad, you must come see the daffodils before they are over."
女儿打了好几次电话说:“爸爸,水仙花凋谢之前,你一定得来看看。”
I wanted to go, but it was a two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead. "I will come next Tuesday," I promised, a little reluctantly, on her third call.
我想去,但是从拉古纳到箭头湖需要两小时的车程。在女儿第三次来电时,我勉强答应说:“我下星期二过去。”
水仙花法则
Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, I had promised, and so I drove there. When I finally walked into Carolyn's house and hugged and greeted my grandchildren, I said,
“Forget the daffodils, Carolyn! The road is invisible in the clouds and fog, and there is nothing in the world except you and these children that I want to see bad enough to drive another inch!”
星期二一大早就开始下雨,而且还很冷。只是我答应了女儿,所以就开车去了。我终于踏进了女儿卡罗琳的家门,在与外孙拥抱问候之后,我对女儿说:“卡罗琳,忘掉水仙花吧!外面阴云密布,又下起了雾,路根本看不清楚。在这个世界上,要不是为了看你和这几个孩子,我才不会开车过来。”
My daughter smiled calmly and said, "We drive in this all the time, Dad."
女儿淡然一笑道:“爸爸,我们可是经常在这种天气里开车。”
"Well, you won't get me back on the road until it clears, and then I'm heading for home!" I told her.
“好啦,除非天气转晴,否则你别想让我开车上路。天一晴我就回家。”我郑重其事地跟她说道。
But first Dad, we're going to see the daffodils, it just a few blocks.
但是爸爸,我们先去看水仙花吧,离这只有几条街。
Carolyn said. "I'll drive. I'm used to this weather."
卡罗琳回答道,“我来开车,我习惯了。”
"Carolyn," I said, "please turn around."
“卡罗琳,”我厉声说道,“请你调头。”
"It's all right, Dad, I promise. You will never forgive yourself if you miss this experience."
“好啦,爸爸,我敢保证,如果错过这个机会,你会后悔的。”
After about twenty minutes, we turned onto a small gravel road and I saw a small church. On the far side of the church, I saw a hand-lettered sign that said, “Daffodil Garden.”
差不多20分钟后,我们拐上了一条石子路面,我看到一座小教堂。在教堂的对面,有一个手写的标牌:“水仙花园”。
We got out of the car and each took a child's hand, and I followed Carolyn down the path. Then, we turned a corner of the path, and I looked up and gasped. Before me lay the most glorious sight. It looked as though someone had taken a great vat of gold and poured it down over the mountain peak and slopes. The flowers were planted in majestic, swirling patterns ; great ribbons and swaths of deep orange, white, lemon yellow, salmon pink, saffron, and butter yellow. Each different-colored variety was planted as a group so that it swirled and flowed like its own river with its own