英語(yǔ)范文大全

　　目前來(lái)中國(guó)留學(xué)的英語(yǔ)國(guó)家的學(xué)生也有很多，那么如果你在你們學(xué)校遇到了他們，你會(huì)怎么和他們交流呢?下面是學(xué)習(xí)啦小編給大家整理的英語(yǔ)范文，供大家參閱!

　　英語(yǔ)范文：午夜的教訓(xùn)

　　A Lesson Learned at Midnight

　　By James Q. DuPont

　　Ever since one midnight, in nineteen hundred and nine, when I first heard my mother crying, I have been groping for beliefs to help me through the rough going and confusions of life. My dad’s voice was low and troubled as he tried to comfort Mother. And in their anguish, they both forgot the nearness of my bedroom. And so, I overheard them. I was only seven then, and while their problem of that time has long since been solved and forgotten, the big discovery I made that night is still right with me: life is not all hearts and flowers; indeed it’s hard and cruel for most of us much of the time. We all have troubles, they just differ in nature, that’s all. And that leads me to my first belief.

　　I believe the human race is very, very tough—almost impossible to discourage. If it wasn’t, then why do we have such words as “laugh” and “sing” and “music” and “dance”—in the language of all mankind since the beginning of recorded time? This belief makes me downright proud to be a human being.

　　Next, I believe there is good and evil in all of us. Thomas Mann comes close to expressing what I’m trying to say to you with his carefully worded sentence about the “frightfully radical duality” between the brain and the beast in man—in all of us.

　　This belief helps me because so long as I remember that there are certain forces of evil ever present in me—and never forget that there is also a divine spark of goodness in me, too—then I find the “score” of my bad mistakes at the end of each day is greatly reduced. “Forewarned of evil, in other words, is half the battle against it.”

　　I believe in trying to be charitable, in trying to understand and forgive people, especially in trying to forgive very keen or brilliant people. A man may be a genius, you know, but he can still do things that practically break your heart.

　　I believe most if not all of our very finest thoughts and many of our finest deeds must be kept to ourselves alone—at least until after we die. This used to confuse me. But now I realize that by their very nature, these finest things we do and then cannot talk about are a sort of, well, secret preview of a better life to come.

　　I believe there is no escape from the rule of life that we must do many, many little things to accomplish even just one big thing. This gives me patience when I need it most.

　　And then I believe in having the courage to BE YOURSELF. Or perhaps I should say, to be honest with myself. Sometimes this is practically impossible, but I’m sure I should always try.

　　Finally, and most important to me, I do believe in God. I’m sure there is a very wise and wonderful Being who designed, constructed, and operates this existence as we mortals know it: this universe with its galaxies and spiral nebulae, its stars and moons and planets and beautiful women, its trees and pearls and deep green moss—and its hopes and prayers for peace.

　　英語(yǔ)范文：雷雨中的醒悟

　　Discovery in a Thunderstorm

　　By Dr. Nelson Glueck

　　Many years ago I was on a bicycle trip through some exceedingly picturesque countryside. Suddenly, dark clouds piled up overhead and rain began to fall, but strange to relate, several hundred yards ahead of me the sun shone brilliantly. Pedaling, however, as rapidly as I could, I found it impossible to get into the clear. The clouds with their rain kept advancing faster than I could race forward. I continued this unequal contest for an exhausting half hour, before realizing that I could not win my way to the bright area ahead of me.

　　Then it dawned upon me that I was wasting my strength in unimportant hurry, while paying no attention whatsoever to the landscape for the sake of which I was making the trip. The storm could not last forever and the discomfort was not unendurable. Indeed, there was much to look at which might otherwise have escaped me. As I gazed about with sharpened appreciation, I saw colors and lines and contours that would have appeared differently under brilliant light. The rain mists which now crowned the wooded hills and the fresh clearness of the different greens were entrancing. My annoyance at the rain was gone and my eagerness to escape it vanished. It had provided me with a new view and helped me understand that the sources of beauty and satisfaction may be found close at hand within the range of one's own sensibilities.

　　It made me think, then and later, about other matters to which this incident was related. It helped me realize that there is no sense in my attempting ever to flee from circumstances and conditions which cannot be avoided but which I might bravely meet and frequently mend and often turn to good account. I know that half the battle is won if I can face trouble with courage, disappointment with spirit, and triumph with humility. It has become ever clearer to me that danger is far from disaster, that defeat may be the forerunner of final victory, and that, in the last analysis, all achievement is perilously fragile unless based on enduring principles of moral conduct.

　　I have learned that trying to find a carefree world somewhere far off involves me in an endless chase in the course of which the opportunity for happiness and the happiness of attainment are all too I often lost in the chase itself. It has become apparent to me that I cannot wipe out the pains of existence by denying them, blaming them largely or completely on others, or running away from them.

　　The elements of weakness which mark every person cannot absolve me from the burdens and blessings of responsibility for myself and to others. I can magnify but never lessen my problems by ignoring, evading or exorcising them. I believe that my perplexities and difficulties can be considerably resolved, if not completely overcome, by my own attitudes and actions. I am convinced that there can be no guarantee of my happiness except that I help evoke and enhance it by the work of my hands and the dictates of my heart and the direction of my striving. I believe that deep faith in God is necessary to keep me and hold mankind uncowed and confident under the vagaries and ordeals of mortal experience, and particularly so in this period of revolutionary storm and travail. If my values receive their sanction and strength from relationship to divine law and acceptance of its ethical imperatives, then nothing can really harm me. "The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want."

　　雷雨中的醒悟

　　內(nèi)爾松.格盧克博士

　　多年前，我曾騎著自行車(chē)從一片風(fēng)景如畫(huà)的郊野中穿過(guò)。突然，烏云密布，大雨滂沱，然而令人驚奇的是，在前方幾百碼的地方卻是陽(yáng)光燦爛。我蹬著車(chē)使勁往前沖，卻發(fā)現(xiàn)怎么也到不了那片陽(yáng)光普照之地。烏云夾著大雨比我沖得還快。半小時(shí)后，精疲力盡的我停止了這場(chǎng)不公平的抗?fàn)?，意識(shí)到自己根本無(wú)法到達(dá)那片晴朗的天地。

　　頓時(shí)，我豁然開(kāi)朗，我在毫不重要的事情上疲于奔波，卻不曾欣賞途中的景致，忘記了自己旅行的目的。暴風(fēng)雨不會(huì)永不停息，任何不適也并非難以容忍。的確，我差點(diǎn)錯(cuò)過(guò)了途中許多美好的景致。我滿(mǎn)懷感激地凝望著眼前的景色，此刻所見(jiàn)的色彩、線(xiàn)條和輪廓比起陽(yáng)光下別有一番風(fēng)味。樹(shù)木繁茂的山上，煙雨朦朧;別樣的綠樹(shù)清新明朗，令人神迷。大雨帶給我的煩惱頓時(shí)消散，想要逃離的欲望也不復(fù)存在。相反，它帶給我一種全新的視覺(jué)景觀(guān)，讓我懂得美與滿(mǎn)足就源自于我們身邊，只要細(xì)心發(fā)現(xiàn)便能唾手可得。

　　這次經(jīng)歷從此也引導(dǎo)著我去思考相關(guān)的事物。它讓我明白，對(duì)于無(wú)法避免的環(huán)境與條件，企圖逃避毫無(wú)意義，但我可以勇敢面對(duì)它們，并常常對(duì)其進(jìn)行修整與改善。我知道，只要勇敢地面對(duì)困難、失望而不沮喪，成功而不驕傲，那我們的人生之戰(zhàn)便取得了一半的勝利。我也更清楚地意識(shí)到，危險(xiǎn)遠(yuǎn)非災(zāi)難，而失敗也許就是最終勝利的先行者。因此，歸根結(jié)底，一切成就如果不經(jīng)受道德準(zhǔn)則的考驗(yàn)，就會(huì)脆弱不堪，危機(jī)重重。

　　我已經(jīng)明白，當(dāng)自己無(wú)休止地追尋，試圖在遙遠(yuǎn)之地尋找一個(gè)無(wú)憂(yōu)無(wú)慮的世界時(shí)，也常常會(huì)在追尋中錯(cuò)過(guò)獲得幸福與成就的機(jī)會(huì)。顯然，拒絕承認(rèn)生存的痛苦，將它們多數(shù)或全部歸咎于他人，或者逃避，都無(wú)法將它消除。

　　每個(gè)人都有不足之處，但我為自己與他人排憂(yōu)解難和祈求祝福的責(zé)任并不能因此免除。我可以將問(wèn)題放大，卻絕不會(huì)為縮小問(wèn)題而忽視、逃避或求助神靈。我相信，通過(guò)自己的態(tài)度與行為就可解決我的疑惑與難題，即使無(wú)法克服全部。我確信，要想使幸福有所保障，接受心靈的指引，就必須靠自己的雙手，朝著目標(biāo)努力奮斗，去創(chuàng)造并積累幸福。我相信，若想在人世間的變幻莫測(cè)與嚴(yán)酷考驗(yàn)中，特別是當(dāng)今革命風(fēng)暴的艱難時(shí)刻，保持無(wú)所畏懼與信心十足，就必須對(duì)上帝保持虔誠(chéng)的信仰。如果我的價(jià)值觀(guān)能從其與神律的聯(lián)系和倫理要求的承諾中獲得支持與力量，那任何事物都無(wú)法給我造成真正的傷害。“耶和華是我的牧者，我將一無(wú)所求。”

　　英語(yǔ)范文：Revelations on a Bomb Run

　　By Lloyd Jordan

　　One day while piloting a bomber through the war skies of Europe, I came to believe in the immortality of man. There was not any melodrama attached to this awakening. Only through the thousand details of a mind absorbed in a bomb run came the discovery of a single fact: “Know ye the truth, and the truth shall make ye free.”

　　Below me were the Alps, and the vision of Hannibal crossing them in his time of war flashed through my mind, followed in rapid succession by the remembrance of all the histories of wars. I looked at the bomber machinery about me and at the battle signs of destruction below and realized this was only one of the thousands of wars man has been engaged in, and still he has flourished. So then, like the warm sun and friendly heaven and God’s other features about me, man, too, must be permanent.

　　The warmth that came into the subzero cockpit with this divine realization made me know that here, at least for me, was the key to a happiness which had been missing before. The feeling of a day-to-day existence without hope for the tomorrow, changed to a sense of security and the knowledge of having a future. With this truth in mind, one cannot help but try to make a better world to live in.

　　This awakening came late to me, but with my children it will not be left to happenstance, for I have long since begun to show them the tying in of man’s immortality with the ageless evidences which are everywhere about us: the great artist’s glorious paintings of the heavens at sunrise and sunset; the delicate fragrance of a rose; the simple miracle of a newly born lamb; the massive majesty of snowcapped, purple mountains; the mysterious, many-faced sea hiding a thousands other worlds beneath its cloak; the twinkling lights from stars a billion miles away. They have learned these things are of God and are immortal, just as the music and the paintings of the old masters are God-given and ageless.

　　“But Daddy,” they have asked me, “the papers say the Atom Bomb will kill off the human race someday, is that so?” How certainly I can assure them now, believing in the imperishability of man as I do. People said that when the spear came into existence, and the bow and arrow, and guns and bullets, and planes and bombs. But there has been someone more powerful than all these forces, and so we are here today, greater in number, healthier in body, and more advanced in science and learning than ever.

　　Have patience with all this hysteria, I tell them. After all, mankind is only a youngster, like one of you. The Earth is an unknown millions of years old, while man is a mere 6,000 years of age. Mankind is still growing up, comparatively, and his growth can be likened to your own. Its like you and the neighboring children who have words and fight. Someone gets a black eye, but you make up and then you work and play together again, and as you grow more mature you fight less often because you become more intelligent. So will it be with the world.

　　In giving these simple facts to my children, I continually add to my own faith in mankind. I believe man is basically good in heart, spiritually indestructible, and his place in the sun is assured because he is in God’s image. I believe all these things, sincerely; but more important, my children believe them, for it is they who hold the combination to man’s future peace and happiness.

　　英語(yǔ)范文：The Hidden World Around Us

　　By Harry Overstreet

　　Ever since Socrates was introduced to my adolescent mind he has been one chief master of my thinking. What he believed still seems to me to be indispensable for carrying on an intelligent and responsible life. He believed that he did not know. For myself, I have come to change his negative into a positive. I know that there is far more in this universe for me to know than I now know.

　　I recently had a dramatic illustration of this. My wife and I, driving through Arizona, stopped at a “collector’s shop” in Tucson, where stones and minerals of many kinds were on display. In the course of the visit, we were taken into a small room where rocks were laid out on shelves. They were quite ordinary-looking rocks. Had I seen them on some hillside, I would not have given them a second thought. Then the man closed the door so that the room was in total darkness and turned on an ultraviolet lamp.

　　Instantly the prosaic rocks leaped into a kind of glory. Brilliant colors of an indescribable beauty were there before our eyes.

　　A very simple thing—and yet a very tremendous thing—had happened. A certain power had been snapped on; and a hidden world leaped into life.

　　As I look at my universe and walk among my fellow humans, I have the deep belief that hidden realities are all around us. These hidden realities are there in the physical world; and they are there, also, in the human world. If I am foolish enough to think that I see all there is to be seen in front of my eyes, I simply miss the glory.

　　I believe, then, that my chief job in life—and my astonishing privilege—is to snap on an extra power so that I can see what my naked eyes—or my naked mind—cannot now see. I believe that I have to do this particularly with my human fellows. My ordinary eyes tend to stop short at those opaque envelopes we call human bodies. But we have learned that by turning on a certain power we can penetrate to the inside of these envelopes.

　　We call this extra power “imagination.” At its highest, we call it “empathy,” the power to see through and to feel through to the inner life of other human beings. It is a kind of ultraviolet lamp of our psychic life. When we turn on this lamp of imaginative sensitivity, we make the prosaic human beings around us come excitingly alive.

　　Zona Gale once set down as the first article of her creed: “I believe in expanding the areas of my awareness.” I’d do the same. If I expand the areas of my awareness, I move understandingly into realities beyond me. When I move into them understandingly, I know what I can do and what I should do. If I don’t move in understandingly, if I stay in ignorance on the outside, then, in all likelihood, I will do mistaken things.

　　The great principle of love depends on this. He who loves another tries truly to understand the other. We can reverse this: he who tries truly to understand another is not likely to hate that other.

　　Socrates gave no finished catalogue of the “truths” of the world. He gave, rather, the impulse to search. This is far better, I feel, than dogmatic certainty. When we are aware that there are glories of life still hidden from us, we walk humbly before the Great Unknown. But we do more than this: we try manfully to increase our powers of seeing and feeling so that we can turn what is still unknown into what is warmly and understandingly known…This, I believe, is our great human adventure.