第一篇：双语美文爱如读书
《爱如山路十八弯》读书笔记
初读《爱如山路十八弯》是因为它的名字，把爱比作蜿蜒的山路，十分形象。仔细想想也是，爱是一种难以言语的东西，它缠绵、温暖、浪漫。而这一篇文章写的却是父爱，它让我感受到了父爱的深沉。
文中的她性格倔强，倔强，是她用来对付父亲的。因为父亲是一位军人，所以脸上的威严总是多于温和。父亲从没有太多的表露自己的爱，以至于她从小就曲解了父亲的爱，以为父亲不在乎她。长大后，她赌气似的跑到了千山万水外去了。在外拼搏很难，她受到了好心的老伯的照顾，老伯待她如亲生女儿，始她渐冷的心感受到了父爱般的温暖。后来老伯意外地告诉她，这一切都是父亲想尽办法托人照顾她的，而老伯知识与父亲通过几次电话，连面都没见过。
读罢全文，我深受感动。正如结尾所描述的那样，千万重山水，也阻隔不了一个父亲的爱。
父爱，向来都会在有意无意间被忘却。因为父爱深沉而隽永，如同春雨滋润大地般无声无息，宛如古井深处那不枯竭的泉眼，无论春夏秋冬，总会渗出甘露。在我们尚未觉察之时，它已微妙地化为井壁上的液滴，奉献自己滋润干枯。我想起了一部电影中的一幕:一位功成名就的青年，当衣锦还乡，走进从小生活的老宅时，看见自己白发苍苍的父亲正吃着不成样的面糊糊时，眼前就浮现出了小时侯与父亲发生龃龉的画面：因为父亲的铁面无私，罚他在墙角面壁思过，他曾埋怨甚至诅咒过在他眼中不近人情的父亲。当他面壁时，父亲边踱着步，边数落着他，使他十分难过。有时候还任性地顶上两句，没有看到父亲无奈背过身时那一声轻叹，那伤心的样子。回到现实，他已是泪流满面，悔恨、惭愧充斥了他的心房，直到那一刻，他才读懂了父亲“口是心非”的爱。
其实，生活中，父爱时时刻刻都陪伴着我们。你看不到当你第一次会喊“爸爸”时父亲的喜悦，那不要紧;你看不到父亲为家为孩子工作时忙碌的身影，那父亲也不会怪你;但你始终不留心读懂父亲的爱，或许就会追悔末及。我的爸爸是一个温和的人，即便这样，他一如大多数父亲，羞于表达爱意。记得一次，我生病了，妈妈又有事在外，照顾我的任务就落在了爸爸的身上。爸爸急慌慌地找药，全然没有了平日里的沉着。我浑身无力，爸爸便喂药给我吃。吃药时，爸爸没有像妈妈那样哄我，他轻轻吹了吹小勺中的药浆，然后再喂给我喝。那一刻，我真正感受到了爸爸对我无声的爱。
真正读懂了父爱，就读懂了一个世界。
第二篇：热爱生命(双语美文)
Love of Life 热爱生命
杰克·伦敦的《热爱生命》讲述的是这样一个故事：一个美国西部的淘金者在返回的途中被朋友抛弃了， 独自跋涉在广袤的荒原上。冬天逼近了，寒风夹着雪花向他袭来„„
That day he decreased the distance between him and the ship by three miles; the next day by two-for he was crawling now as Bill had crawled; and the end of the day found the ship still seven miles away and him unable to make even a mile a day. Still the Indian summer held on, and he continued to crawl and faint, turn and turn about; and ever the sick wolf coughed and wheezed at his heels. His knees had become raw meat like his feet, and though he paddled them with the shirt from his back it was a red track he left behind him on the moss and stones. Once , glancing back, he saw the wolf licking hungrily his bleeding trail, and he saw sharply what his own end might be-unless-unless he could get the wolf. Then began as grim a tragedy of existence as was ever played-a sick man that crawled, a sick wolf that limped, two creatures dragging their dying carcasses across the desolation and hunting each other’s lives.
这一天，他和那条船之间的距离又缩短了三英里，到了第二天，他又继续缩短了两英里-因为他现在就和比尔先生先前一样在地上匍匐前进，到了第五天晚上的时候，他发现那条船依然离他还有七英里的距离，而他每天的进程还不到一英里。幸好深秋的天气依然晴朗，他继续爬，一次又一次地晕死过去，可是醒来他又继续地往前爬，不停地回头张望着;而那头病狼也在不停地咳嗽着，发出艰难的喘息声，可依然紧紧尾随其后。他的膝盖-就和他的双脚一样-早给磨得血肉模糊，其实他一早就脱下了身上的衬衣裹住了膝盖，可都没有用，他一路爬下来，他身后的苔藓和岩石上也就留下了一道触目惊心的血渍。有一次他回头的时候，他看见那头饿狼正贪婪地舔着他的血渍，一时间他清楚地意识到自己的结局-除非-除非他把那头狼解决掉。就这样，一幕从来没有上演的求生悲剧开始了-病人在前面爬，瘸腿的病狼尾随其后，两个生灵就这样在荒漠里拖着垂死的躯壳，随时准备猎取对方的生命。 Had it been a well wolf, it would not have mattered so much to the man; but the thought of going to feed the maw of that loathsome and all but dead thing was repugnant to him. He was finicky. His mind had begun to wander again, and to be perplexed by hallucinations, while his lucid intervals grew rarer and shorter. 如果这是头健康的狼，他也觉得没什么;可是一想到自己要葬身狼腹，尤其是眼前这头令人作恶、病怏怏的饿狼，他就觉得非常厌恶。要知道他可是一个非常讲究的人。他又开始胡思乱想起来，人也因幻觉影响而变得迷糊。他神智清醒的时间越来越少，越来越短。
He was awaken once from a faint by a wheeze close in his ear. The wolf leaped lamely back, losing its footing and falling in its weakness. It was ludicrous, but he was not amused. Nor was he even afraid. He was too far gone for that. But his mind was for the moment clear, and he lay and considered. 有一次他从昏迷中被耳边传来的喘息声惊醒;那只狼很快一跛一跛地跳开，由于身体虚弱，那头狼还失足摔了一跤，那样子可笑极了，可是他却笑不出来。倒不是因为他害怕，事情到了这田地他早就不害怕了。不过，在这瞬间他的脑子很清醒，他躺在地上仔细地思考起来。
The ship was more than four miles away. He could see it quite distinctly when he rubbed the mists out of his eyes. But he could never crawl those four miles. He knew that, and was very calm in the knowledge. He knew that he could not crawl half a mile. And yet he wanted to live. It was unreasonable that he should die after all he had undergone. Fate asked too much of him. And, dying, he declined to die. It was stark madness, perhaps, but in the very grip of Death he defied Death and refused to die. 那艘船就在离他还不到四英里的地方。他使劲揉了揉眼睛，那艘船清晰的出现在他眼前。可是，他再也爬不完这四英里的路程了，这点他很清楚，因为就算是半英里的路程他也爬不了。可同时他也非常镇静，因为他想活下去。他已经经历了千辛万苦，他不想就这样死掉。命运对他实在太苛刻了，可他就是不愿俯身受死。这是一种近乎疯狂的想法，可就算他无法逃脱死神的魔掌，他仍然要抗争下去，要让自己活下去。
He closed his eyes and composed himself with infinite precaution. He steeled himself to keep above the suffocating languor that lapped like a rising tide through all the wells of his being. It was very like a sea, this deadly languor, that rose and rose and drowned his consciousness bit by bit. Sometimes he was all but submerged, swimming through oblivion with a faltering stroke; and again, by some strange alchemy of soul, he would find another shred of will and strike out more strongly. 他闭上眼睛，设法使自己平静下来，不敢有丝毫的松懈。令人窒息的疲倦像涨潮一样，从他的身体各处涌来，他还是顽强地打醒精神，不让自己被疲倦淹没。这种要命的疲倦，就像大海一样，一浪又一浪地涨过来，一点一点地吞噬着他的意识。有时候，他被完全淹没其中，就这样默默地漂游;而有时候，凭借一种奇异的心灵作用，他又找回了些许精神力量，更加坚毅地前进。
Without movement he lay on his back, and he could hear, slowly drawing near and nearer, the wheezing intake and output of the sick wolves breathe. It drew closer, ever closer, through infinitude if time, and did not move. It was his ear. The harsh dry tongue grated like sandpaper against his cheek. His hands shot out -or at least he willed them to shoot out. The fingers were curved like talons, but they closed on empty air. Swiftness and certitude require strength, and the man had not this strength. 他一动不动的躺着，耳边传来病狼一呼一吸的喘气声，并且这声音正慢慢地向他逼近。狼愈走愈近，好像过了很久一样，但是他始终躺着没有动。这时狼已经到了他的耳边，那条粗糙的狼舌头就像砂纸一样蹭着他的两腮。他的双手一下子就抓了过去——或者说是他的意志力迫使他的双手抓过去。他的手指弯曲得就像鹰爪一样，可是他却抓了一个空，敏捷和准确是需要力气的，而他偏偏就没有力气。 The patience of the wolf was terrible. The man’s patience was no less terrible. 那头狼的耐心真是令人可怕，而他的耐心同样令人可怕。
For half a day he lay motionless, fighting off unconsciousness and waiting for the thing that was to feed upon him and upon which he wished to feed. Sometimes the languid sea rose over him and he dreamed longs dreams; but ever through it all, waking and dreaming, he waited for the wheezing breath and the harsh caress of the tongue. 这一天，有一大半的时间他就这样静静地躺着，努力不让自己昏迷过去，静静地等着那只想一口吃掉他，他也想一口一口吃掉的动物。有时候当疲倦袭来，他会昏昏沉沉地做起长长的梦。然而，不管他是醒着还是做着梦，他一直在等待着那阵喘息的声音，还有舔过来的粗糙舌头。
He did not hear the breath, and he slipped slowly from some dream to the feel of the tongue along his hand. He waited. The fangs pressed softly; the pressure increased; the wolf was exerting its last strength in an effort to sink teeth in the food for which it had waited so long. But the man had waited too long, and the lacerated hand closed on the jaw. Slowly, while the wolf struggled feebly and the hand clutched feebly, the other hand crept across to a grip. Five minutes later the whole weight of the man was on top of the wolf. The hands hand not sufficient strength to choke the wolf, but the face of the man was pressed close to the throat of the wolf and the mouth of the man was full of hair. At the end of half an hour the man was aware of a warm trickle in his throat. It was not pleasant. It was like molten lead being forced into his stomach, and it was forced by his will alone. Later the man rolled over on his back and slept. 他并没有听见那阵喘息声，当他从梦中慢慢苏醒过来的时候，他感觉那头狼正在舔着他的一只手。他依然静静地等着。狼牙已经轻轻地扣在他的手上，压力感渐渐加强，那头狼正在尽最后一点力量把牙齿咬进它等待很久的猎物上。可是他也同样等了很久，那只撕裂的手扳住了狼的下颚。就这样，狼在微弱地挣扎着，那只手也无力地扳着，慢慢地，另一只手也腾了过来掐了过去。在争斗了五分钟后，那人已经把狼死死地按在下面。他双手的力量不足以掐死那头狼，可是他的脸已经紧紧地贴在了狼的咽喉上，一堆狼毛也紧紧扎进了他的嘴里。半个小时后，他感到了一股暖和的液体某某某地流进了他的喉咙，那感觉可真难受，就好像铅液被灌进了他的胃里一样，完全是靠他的意志给硬灌下去的。后来，他翻了个身，仰面睡着了。
There were some members of a scientific expedition on the whale-ship Bedford. From the deck they remarked a strange object on the shore. It was moving down the beach toward the water. They were unable to classify it, and, being scientific men, they climbed into the whale-boat alongside and went ashore to see. And they saw some thing that was alive but which could hardlu be called a man. It was blind, unconscious. It squirmed along the ground like some monstrous worm. Most of its efforts were ineffectual, but it was persistent, and writhed and twisted and went ahead perhaps a score of feet an hour. “贝德富号”捕鲸船有几个科学考察队的队员，他们从甲板上望见岸上有一个奇怪的物体。他正在沙滩朝着海面挪动。他们没有分清到底属于哪类动物，可是他们都是研究科学的人，因此就划了个捕鲸船到岸上察看。接着，他们就发现了一个活着的动物，可是很难把他称之为人。因为他已经瞎了，并且丧失了神智，可是就是这样，他就像一条大虫子一样在地上不断地蠕动。他用的力气大半都不起作用，但是他却始终没有放弃，只见他不停地扭动着身子，蜿蜒前行，或许一个小时下来，他就能爬个二十英尺的距离。
Three weeks afterward the man lay in bunk on the whale-ship before, and with tears streaming down his wasted cheeks told who he was and what he had undergone. He also babbled incoherently of his mother, of sunny southern California, and a home among the orange groves and flowers. 三个星期后，这个人躺在“贝德福号”捕鲸船的一个铺位上，眼泪顺着消瘦的面颊淌了下来，他说起了他的身份，还有他经历过的一切。同时，他口齿不清地谈到了他的母亲，谈到了阳光灿烂的加利福尼亚，以及在橘树和花丛中的家园。
第三篇：双语美文：说我爱你
Say I love you 说我爱你
In a class I teach for adults, I recently did the “unpardonable.” I gave the class homework! The assignment was to “go to someone you love within the next week and tell them you love them. It has to be someone you have never said those words to before or at least haven’t shared those words with for a long time.”
Now that doesn’t sound like a very tough assignment, until you stop to realize that most of the men were over 35 and were raised in the generation of men that were taught that expressing emotions is not “macho.” Showing feelings or crying (heaven forbid!) was just not done. So this was a very threatening assignment for some. At the beginning of our next class, I asked if someone wanted to share what happened when they told someone they loved them. I fully expected one of the women to volunteer6, as was usually the case, but on this evening one of the men raised his hand. He appeared quite moved and a bit shaken. As he unfolded out of his chair (all 6 2" of him), he began by saying, “Dennis, I was quite angry with you last week when you gave us this assignment. I didn’t feel that I had anyone to say those words to, and besides, who were you to tell me to do something that personal? "But as I began driving home my conscience started talking to me. It was telling me that I knew exactly who I needed to say I love you to.“ "You see, five years ago, my father and I had a vicious disagreement and really never resolved it since that time. We avoided seeing each other unless we absolutely had to at Christmas or other family gatherings. But even then, we hardly spoke to each other." "So last Tuesday by the time I got home I had convinced myself I was going to tell my father I loved him."
最近在我执教的一个成人班级里，我干了一件“不可饶恕的”事情。我居然给班上的学生布置了一份家庭作业!任务是“下周之内要走到你所爱的人面前，告诉他们你爱他。此人必须是一位此前你从未对之说过此话的对象，或至少很久没有与他们交流过这些爱意盎然的话语了。”
听起来这不像是一份苛刻的任务，直到你意识到这个班里多数男人已年逾35岁。何况在他们成长的那个年代，他们受到的是这样的灌输：流露情感没有“阳刚之气”。人们不会轻易流露情感和哭泣(老天也不允!)。因此对某些人来说，这是一项令人生畏的任务。
第二次上课一开始，我就问：当你告诉别人你爱他/她时，结果怎样?有没有人愿意讲一讲?我满心指望像平常一样，某位女士能自告奋勇，但是这天晚上，一位男士举起了手。他看上去很受感动的样子，还有一点颤抖。
当他从座椅上直起身来时(他身高6英尺2英寸)，他这样说道：“丹尼斯，上周你给我们布置任务时，我很生你的气。我认为我没有什么人需要我说那些话，而且，你是谁?凭什么让我们去干这种涉及隐私的事?”
“但我驱车回家时，我的良知开始与我对话。它告诉我，我确实知道需要向谁说‘我爱你’这句话。”
“你瞧，5年前，我与父亲发生了激烈的争执，而且从此再也没有消除隔阂。我们互相回避，除非绝对必须出席圣诞节聚会或其他的家庭聚会。但甚至在那些场合，我们彼此几乎也不说一句话。”
“因此，上周二到家时，我确信自己做得不对，打算告诉父亲我爱他。”
第四篇：双语美文欣赏：永恒的承诺
In 1989 an 8.2 earthquake almost flattened America, killing over 30,000 people in less than four minutes. In the midst of utter devastation and chaos, a father left his wife safely at home and rushed to the school where his son was supposed to be, only to discover that the building was as flat as a pancake.
1989年，一次8.2级的地震几乎铲平美国，在短短不到4分钟的时间里，夺去了3万多人的生命!在彻底的破坏与混乱之中，有位父亲将他的妻子在家里安顿好后，跑到他儿子就读的学校，而触目所见，却是被夷为平地的校园。
After the unforgettably initial weibo.com/bjxytxmh shock, he remembered the promise he had made to his son: "No matter what, I’ll always be there for you!" And tears began to fill his eyes. As he looked at the pile of ruins that once was the school, it looked hopeless, but he kept remembering his commitment to his son.
看到这令人伤心的一幕，他想起了曾经对儿子所作的承诺："不论发生什么事，我都会在你身边。"至此，父亲热泪满眶。目睹曾经的学校成为了一堆瓦砾，真叫人绝望。但父亲的脑中仍然牢记着他对儿子的诺言。
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他开始努力回忆每天早上送儿子上学的必经之路，终于记起儿子的教室应该就在那幢建筑物后面，位于右边的角落里，他跑到那儿，开始在碎石砾中挖掘，搜寻儿子的下落。
As he was digging, other helpless weibo.com/shxytxml parents arrived, clutching their hearts, saying: "My son!" "My daughter!" Other well meaning parents tried to pull him off what was left of the school, saying: "It s too late! They’re all dead! You can’t help! Go home! Come on, face reality, there s nothing you can do!"
当这位父亲正在挖掘时，其他束手无策的学生家长赶到现场，揪心地叫着："我的儿子呀!" "我的女儿呀!"一些好意的家长试图把这位父亲劝离现场，告诉他"一切都太迟了!"他们全死了!"这样做没用的"，"回去吧，这样做只会使事情更糟"。
To each parent he responded weibo.com/hzxytxmh with one line: "Are you going to help me now?" And then he continued to dig for his son, stone by stone. The fire chief showed up and tried to pull him off the school s ruins saying, "Fires are breaking out, explosions are happening everywhere. You’re in danger. We’ll take care of it. Go home." To which this loving, caring American father asked, "Are you going to help me now?"
面对种种劝告，这位父亲的回答只有一句话："你们愿意帮我吗?"然后继续进行挖掘工作，在废墟中寻找他的儿子。消防队长出现了，他也试图把这位父亲劝走，对他说："火灾频现，四处都在发生爆炸，你在这里太危险了，这边的事我们会处理，你回家吧!"对此，这位慈爱、关切的父亲仍然回答："你们要帮我吗?"
The police came and said, "You’re angry, anxious and it s over. You’re endangering others. Go home. We’ll handle it!" To which he replied, "Are you going to help me now?" No one helped.
Courageously he went on weibo.com/hzxytxqt alone because he needed to know for himself: "Is my boy alive or is he dead?" He dug for eight hours……12 hours……24 hours……36 hours……then, in the 38th hour, he pulled back a large stone and heard his son s voice. He screamed his son s name, "ARMAND!" He heard back, "Dad! It s me, Dad! I told the other kids not to worry. I told them that if you weibo.com/hzxytxqt were alive, you d save me and when you saved me, they d be saved. You promised, No matter what happens, I’ll always be there for you! You did it, Dad!" "What s going on in there? How is it?" the father asked.
警察赶到现场，对他说："你现在又气又急，该结束了，你在危及他人，回家吧!我们会处理一切的。"这位父亲依旧回答："你们愿意帮我吗?" 然而，人们无动于衷。为了弄清楚儿子是死是活，这位父亲独自一人鼓起勇气，继续进行他的工作。他挖掘了8小时，--12小时，24小时，36小时--38小时后，父亲推开了一块巨大的石头，听到了儿子的声音。父亲尖叫着："阿曼德!"儿子的回音听到了："爸爸吗?是我，爸，我告诉其他的小朋友不要着急。我告诉他们如果你活着，你会来救我的。如果我获救了，他们也就获救了。你答应过我， 不论发生什么，我永远都会在你的身边， 你做到了，爸!""你那里的情况怎样?"父亲问。
"There are 14 of us left out of 33, Dad. We’re scared, hungry, thirsty and thankful you re here. When the building collapsed, it made a triangle, and it saved us."
"我们有33个，只有14个活着。爸，我们好害怕，又渴又饿，谢天谢地，你在这儿。教室倒塌时，刚好形成一个三角形的洞，救了我们。"
"Come out, boy!"
"快出来吧!儿子!"
"No, Dad! Let the other weibo.com/bjxyktxhm kids out first, cause I know you ll get me! No matter what happens, I know you’ll always be there for me!"
"不，爸，让其他小朋友先出来吧!因为我知道你会接我的!不管发生什么事，我知道你永远都会来到我的身边!"
第五篇：双语哲理美文：风雨中的雄鹰
双语哲理美文：风雨中的雄鹰Eagle in a Storm
Eagle in a Storm 风雨中的雄鹰
Did you know that an eagle knows when a storm is approaching long before it breaks?
你知道吗?鹰在暴风雨爆发之前就知道暴风雨就要来了。
The eagle will fly to some high spot and wait for the winds to come. When the storm hits, it sets its wings so that the wind will pick it up and lift it above the storm. While the storm rages below, the eagle is soaring above it.
鹰会飞到一个很高的地方，等待着暴风雨的来临。当暴风雨来临的时候，它会展开翅膀，这样暴风就可以把它拖起，将它置于暴雨之上。当暴风雨肆虐的时候，鹰已经翱翔于暴雨之上了。
The eagle does not escape the storm. It simply uses the storm to lift it higher. It rises on the winds that bring the storm.
鹰没有逃避暴风雨，它只是利用暴风雨让它飞得更高，它翱游于带来暴风雨的飓风之上。
When the storms of life come upon us—and all of us will experience them—we can rise above them by setting our belief that we can make it. The storms do not have to overcome us. We can allow our inner power to lift us above them.
当生活中的暴风雨降临的时候--这是我们每个人都要经历的--我们可以坚定我们的必胜信念,这样我们就可以凌驾于暴风雨之上.暴风雨并不一定会摧毁我们,我们内部的能量可以让我们超越暴风雨。
We can enable ourselves to ride the winds of the storm that bring sickness, tragedy, failure and disappointment in our lives. We can soar above the storm.
在生活中，我们可以驾驶那些带来疾病、灾难、失败、失望的暴风雨.我们可以翱翔在暴风雨之上。
Remember, it is not the burdens of life that weigh us down, it is how we handle them.
请记住,把你压垮的不是生活中的重担,而是你的态度。