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篇1： 爱的英语美文欣赏
有关爱的英语美文欣赏
Article one: mother's love
In an instant, I was ten years old, became one of the fourth grade primary school students, close your eyes, the memory of ten years to sink into a picture flashed in front of me, a lot of fragments have been blurred, but there are also many memorable to me, let me lead a person to endless aftertastes drip, feel sweet and happy and grow happy.
It was a hot summer evening. I felt dizzy and dizzy. I was lazy and soft. I lay on the sofa and called my mother, mother touched my forehead, and said, “ah, hot, fever!” Go to the hospital. “ Without demur, I drove back the speeding hospital. Along the way, my mother worried, kept asking ”uncomfortable, how do you feel?“ In order not to let my mother worry, I say I'm good every time. On the way to the hospital very far, and finally to the hospital, the mother tired her out, busy perspiration comes down like raindrops, payment, medicine, the mother almost exhausted, at this moment, how I want to become a towel to wipe the sweat mother ah!
The tie Diaozhen, mom clenched lips, squeeze the fist, like fluids into the mother's skin. Tie hook, my mother fed to drink water, gently hold me in your arms, a good heart, I lay limply in the mother's arms, enjoying the love sweet sleep. I didn't know how long it was. When I woke up, I saw my mother asleep on the chair. There were several white hairs scattered on my mother's long black hair, and suddenly my nose was sour. Mom is old. In those ten years, my mother gave me all her love. Her mother's tender hand has become rough, and her mental face has also become tired. I want to jump into my mother's arms and say ”I love you“, but I'm afraid to wake my mother and look at my mother's shadow, and I shed my sour tears.
This is the sweet, happy, selfless mother's love I have experienced in my growing up. This is not to buy with money, mother, daughter, must listen to your words, no longer provoking you, and love you well!
Article two: Silent Love
My father's body has been bad, and I have lived in my grandmother's house since I was a child. At the age of 7, because of my mother's work, I returned home - a completely strange home. His father's bad temper, his mother everywhere, but he did not see the smile on his face, as if he became the home of the yuan is always true.
He made every night before six pm to dinner. Once, mother was cooking and dinner is late father sitting on the chair not to utter a single word. The fat of the body, like a rusty pot, as long as the heated to boiling. I don't dare to get close, and I'm afraid it's going to happen. The mouth of the gate seems to be flooded as if it was opened as soon as it was opened.
So every day I follow the rules and do not dare to have a foul. One day, when the car work, it was half past six when I returned home, I hesitated, always not the door, hovering in the doorway. The father opened the door and looked at the sick body and found me at the door. I turned to want to escape, and before I could get it, I felt a loose shoulder and the bag had been taken off, but would he call me? I dared not think about it, but my father just clapped my head and took me to the door. ”Is it hungry?“ When I saw my nod, I could not hold the dishes in my bowl.
The study time increased, more and more holes I came home late, the rule also gradually become only, but his father still sitting on the chair, rocking his kettle like body, such as holding my mother and I come back for dinner.
Day in and day out, year after year, finally one day the fauteuil figure disappeared...... My mother would just before dinner. Six points, and then I go home.
Whenever the night fell, I seemed to hear his roar again in my ear, and the poker came to a grumpy, stubborn father smiling. I know, there is a word that he is deeply buried in the bottom of his heart, never to speak out of his gate - like mouth: ”child, I love you!“
Article three: love is overflowing
The bird with a blue sky love to fly freely; fish with green love, can carefree swim grass; because there is a love of sunshine, to open his own wings...... I am able to grow happily, because I live in the arms of love, and set sail for tomorrow under the bath of love, because love has been overflowing with heart, because love is full of atrium.
Family love
Every morning wakes up happily, with her mother's nagging song, eating breakfast with strong love. I bathed in the sun of a new day, and ”be careful on the road of music, facing the fresh wind, walk on the way to school; in the evening, at dusk on the road, far see the tall figure, the heart already feel the warmth filled atrium; before going to bed, there is always a sound sleep quickly, quilt cover“ command ”“...... Feel good warm, good warm, good happiness... I live in the embrace of love.
The teacher's love
It was only a small cold at night, but it had a fever in the early morning. As soon as we arrive at the classroom, we will catch the eye of our teacher in charge: ”pay more attention to your body, do not catch a cold again“, ”why do you want to be so careless?“ There are reprimand, thoughts, teachings, and encouragement, but I know that this is the gardeners pruning the small trees, which will grow into big trees for the small seedlings in the future. Living in the hard work, living in the severe eyes, living in the care of all the time, I am good warm!
The love of a friend
”Cold weather, careful cold“ ”this is the new solution of the problem“ a small piece of paper, placed in front of me. This is friendship, music can be fun, laugh when there is a echo, crying when there is a shoulder to rely on, good warmth, good happiness.
Every moment, every minute, living in the ”house of love“ + ”“ love ”and“ love ”= infinite happiness, my good self judt. In order to live up to this little bit, I will try more hard to make the overflow of love become the motive force, with the success to return the full of love!
Love, full of heart; love, infinite beauty, I live in the embrace of love.
Article four: the power of love
Mother love is selfless; mother love is great; mother love is everyone's own. Do you remember a song:
“The only mother in the world is good,”
A damn child is like a treasure.
Throwing into my mother's arms,
Happiness can't be enjoyed. “
I remember when I was young, as soon as I sang this song ”the only good mother in the world“, I would see my mother's face filled with a long, unable to stop smiling. Mom always says, ”look! My little Sicido is able to do it? How do you know about it? It's really grown up. “
When I was 8 years old, my illness came to me again - naive, romantic, lovely, and gastritis again.
I have a fever and vomit all day, and my stomach is still painful, but my mother is busy taking me to the hospital to check. There were several hospitals in a row, and the results were different. Mother could be badly broken, and the big tears of the soya bean flowed like rain.
At 9 o'clock in the evening, I went to sleep. In the dream: I play games with my mom and dad and sing with my classmates. How wonderful the life was at that time!
It was about one o'clock in the morning, and I woke up. The living room is still bright. I leaped down from the bed and walked to the door quietly. I saw my mother holding my picture in my hand and lying on the sofa, staring at the bright moon in the sky. I have a sour nose and climb to bed.
At 6 o'clock on the second morning, I was in bed and saw the light in the living room, but my mother had been dreaming of my picture.
Look carefully, mother's eyes are black, and ”embellish“ a circle of red. After I covered my mother with a quilt, I went back to my room and lay on the bed. I could not help humming ”the only mother in the world“.
As the saying goes, dripping grace, yongquan. But my mother gave me the love of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River. How should I return it?
Article five: the call of love
I remember that it was a touching scene that I saw in a very long time.
The car is on the line, people are recalling...
That ordinary bus has passengers, men, women, old and young people, and my eyes are beating away with the passing of the scenery outside the window, and the heart has already gone back to the past with the wind.
Several young people in the carriage is too clear, their cigarettes are very arrogant, the air was filled with a thick layer of purple smoke, immediately suppressed people's throat, then some cough sound, joyful mood suddenly extinguished by them.
A long time, the car just got another passenger - lady looks more than 70 years old, grey-haired, hand veins by violence, wearing extremely simple, showing a disheveled appearance. My eyes are still just staring at the window, the heart is still empty, in the minds of the lady did not have any idea -- even a little bit of sympathy, a little compassion means.
The problem is that every seat to others filled, in addition to the ground, almost no room for a big ass she sat. She was embarrassed, I knew - because she wrinkled her eyebrows that had not been colored.
When all this was about to fall into a permanent deadlock, she finally broke the silence - a girl of my age. She said nothing, polite to the drivers to a newspaper, a mat on the floor, then please lady sit on the seat, and he was sitting on the ground.
I looked at the girl - expression did not change, or that leisurely look, look at the lady, I can understand that those sunken eyes with a trace of gratitude......
All of this stunned me completely. I and she are the same girls in youth, and she does it, I can't do it! I always think that kindness will not be so ordinary, but the fact tells me that love is the most ordinary, simple and noble! This time I have seen the education, if everyone has the girl's heart of gold, the world will no longer have darkness...
Let us call on love: ”let the world be full of love!“
Article six: love lies
My mother is more than 30 years old this year, the height and the appearance of the general, but very generous, never to compare with others. Of course, people are not perfect, and her greatest ”weakness“ is love to lie.
I believe many people have heard their parents say, ”never tell lies, or they will be eaten by the wolf...“ I have heard these words, and I wonder, mother ”lies“, and the number of times, but not to be eaten by the big wolf?
My mother is very concerned about my study. I remember when I was in primary school, my mother sent me to school, and I went to school, every day. I remember one winter morning, in the north wind, we walked to school together. The brisk north wind blows up, and ”blows.“ Just these days my mother was unwell, but he still insisted on going to school with me. My mother could not move, and I said, ”Mom, go back!“ I'll go to school by myself. ” “No, mother said firmly, let yourself go to school will be stolen! What's more, I'm still walking, and I can take more ways to exercise. ” Is it so cold, for a person so poor, to stay up? Mother is “lying” again.
My mother not only cares about my study, but also cares about my body. Whatever I love and those nourishing, no matter how expensive it is, she will always buy it for me. But what makes me strange is that whatever I love, she “doesn't love to eat”. One day, my mother made my favorite curry pork chop, I suddenly became a little, two or three had a pork chop “sweep” a half, to eat the last piece, I found my mother was looking at me, his face looked very pleased. In fact, I know Mom is “lying” again. It's not mother “don't like to eat”, but give me all I love. At this time, I finally realized that the reason that the mother lied and not be eaten by the big wolf was, this is the lie of love!
Article seven: deep love
Remember that day, the English teacher called me: “the river”, a recent English contest, I think twice, think your English is good, decided to let you play. There is only one quota in the school. It will be at 2:00 tomorrow afternoon. “ Ah! I'm so happy! I still know my English is good for the first time. I was happy to take out my cell phone and dial my mother's phone number: ”Hello, is it Mommy?“ The English teacher chose me to compete. There is only one quota in the school! What about? Let me sign up! ” I thought my mother would be happy to praise me as usual, and actively support me, but I didn't expect mom to say this: “if you like, you can go, mom is at work, good-bye.” I couldn't think of mother tone should be so cold, my happiness had suddenly vanished smoke clouds.
I thought that after returning home, my mother would ask this question enthusiastically, but I didn't think until my mother was still talking about it. I can no longer hold, asked: “Mom, I'll have to participate in the competition, you forget?” “Oh, I forgot,” she continued to eat after she said. I didn't understand it, so I rushed into the bedroom and burst into bed and cried.
In the evening, I asked my mother tentatively, “tomorrow, will you help me to make up for it?” If you have any good tutoring, you can see the book by yourself. Mother's voice is not big enough, but it's enough to cool my heart.
The exam time came, as usual, I let my mother send me, I did not think of her mother said: “you go!” I BeO my mouth and go on a bus alone. When I was breathless, I found that all the children came from me, and the next uncle saw me, “do you come?” “Well,” “it's nice.” I looked at me with an exclamatory look. But I don't feel proud.
When I started the competition, I opened my pencil box, and a note came into my eyes. “Children, don't be angry with me, and I'm indifferent to you. You will one day blend into life. Mom just wants to exercise you, take a good exam, mom.”
My eyes moist, mother, your love is not reflected in the surface, but so deep, that I do not understand your stupid, now, I finally realized that you are good, a daughter will not live up to your pains. I will work hard, mom, I love you!
Article eight: good ordinary love
At night, I eat rice, for the two essay, proofing, such a write, has been 9:20. I hastened to take out my book and copy it. Half a copy, the cold wind invaded my bedroom. In a few moments, the curtains jitters. I really don't want to waste a little time to do other things, because I have been terribly fatigued.
Just as I wrote with all my strength, the door opened and came into Grandma. I saw grandma smiling, holding clothes in her left hand, and hot milk on her right hand. She put her clothes on my body and said, “put on your clothes and heat the hands with the milk. Or there's a cold again, hurry up! ” Listening to the tone of her command, I said to my chagrin, “well, I know!” “Remember the milk drink later, after going to bed early, do not dawdle.” “well, how do you so tired?” I interrupted grandma's words and said more indignantly.
In my “dedicated” Yu Guangzhong, I saw grandma's disappointment, and saw the granny's deep heart. I was aware of his loss, hurriedly grabbed her clothes feet, apologetically to his grandmother said: “grandma, I'm sorry, I'm so excited.” As I picked up the cup to drink, she had already put the bread on the table. Amiable, “hungry, fill the hunger.” Smiling at me to eat it. I could not restrain my tears, and it came out like a spring. Grandma's rough hand clutching my cold hand that had been blown by the cold wind all night. Suddenly, my heart was burning the flames, making my whole body warm. I understand that this is not just a cup of hot milk, but my grandma gives me the care and warmth.
This kind of care, this kind of warmth, it is love. It is not a great love, but a common love. This common love, a nagging, a command, is a grandmother's selfless care for her granddaughter. This is a very unusual little thing, a very common love. However, I put it in my notes, cut it with a knife, write it on the paper, and engraved it in my heart. I will never forget it.
篇2： 爱美文欣赏
爱美文欣赏八篇
一：与爱同行
爱，人人都经历过，人生在世，都在或接受着别人的爱或给予他人爱。可爱是什么？我们又很难说得清楚。
爱是什么？不同的人不同的事物不同的角度有不同的答案。孩子说，爱是妈妈的怀抱，踏实，温暖；青年人说，爱是激情燃烧的岁月；老年人说，爱是执子之手，白头偕老的相伴；风说，爱是微风拂过的新绿；雨说，爱是润物无声的节拍；云说，爱是蓝天的自在包容；草说，爱是对大地三春晖的报答；时间说，爱是世间美好事物的永恒；我说，爱是生活永远的主题歌！
爱是缠绵时的细语，爱是拿却拿得起放却放不下的无奈，爱是甜蜜的，使人陶醉；爱是痛苦的，叫人感伤，爱是掺杂着酸。甜。苦。辣。咸的人间百味。
爱是柔情，它应该是阳光的，不应在胶卷里；爱是眼泪，是苦是甜，该和不该终是爱。
爱是母亲手中线，游子身上衣；爱是儿行千里母担忧；爱是千帆过尽仍望眼欲穿的守候；爱是有星有月只是没有你的夜晚的相思；爱是说不清理还乱的心海；爱是激情燃烧也是平淡的日子。
爱是丘比特的神矢，可以使心滴血；爱是神农氏的良种，可以不让心荒芜；爱是玫瑰色的，它可以使人振奋，给人激励，更可以创造出人间奇迹；爱是黑色的，它可以让人如身在苦海，暗无天日，它可以使人如临深渊，使人毁灭。
爱是你中有我我中有你，爱是你心知我心的灵犀，爱是用我一生的努力换你一生幸福的愿望，爱更是顺境中的相依，逆境中相扶的境界。
爱是无私的，它可以心中无我忘我，它是只要你过的比我好的祝愿；它更是牺牲我一个幸福十亿人的情怀。
爱是自然的，它可以荆钗布裙，粗茶淡饭，只要真诚真心，就足以叫人陶醉。
爱是社会的，是民族的，它可以凝聚智慧，凝聚力量，超越一切障碍。爱更是人类共有的属性。
母亲的爱可以托起孩子的明天，中华儿女的爱，能创造出我们民族辉煌灿烂的未来！
尽管世事无常，沧桑变化，但爱应该是生活永远的主题歌。
二：有一种爱叫做放手
爱，顾名思义，是一种紧紧围绕心的感受，但是对于爱的理解，我认为以上的爱只是小爱，真正的大爱是能够放手的。
我这里提及的是父母对子女的爱，也正是现今社会中愈谈愈烈的溺爱。溺爱不是一种爱，而是一种放纵。
爱不是禁锢，正所谓庭院里跑不出骏马，如今的家长因为爱孩子，从而百般呵护，有大过而无不及，因此培养出来的人如同围磨转驴一般的无能和无知。诚然如此，千里马是跑出来的，因怕受伤害而在马厩中练马，这不正如同在没有土壤的地方种树一样荒唐可笑吗！这个浅明的道理也蕴含于自然之中，一个养花的人养了许多花，他因为十分喜欢花，因此从不理会专家指导，每次施肥时都要过分施肥。为此，他还沾沾自喜的自以为是。殊不知，若干天后他的花全都枯死了。这个道理我们都明白，花肥施多了，花会丧失水分而死，这不正如溺爱一样明知是爱却殊不知是害吗？拆去禁锢，放手才叫爱。我父母的同事有一个孩子，在这个孩子七岁时他的父母就要求他自己打理生活，带着不满他每天自己洗衣服收拾屋子。若干年后，他的自主能力得到煅炼，在社会生活中对问题处理得游刃有余。这就是一种放手的爱，因为爱而去经历风雨煅炼自己。
有一种爱叫做放手，但是放手并不等于放纵。有另一些家长走了另一个极端，因为爱即放手，因此将孩子投入社会任凭逐流。我有一个大爷，家里有三个孩子。他奉行的就是极端主义，因为三个孩子过于难管，因此不认真管教。不出所料，因为自身判断力和控制力的缺失，大爷的三个孩子都名落榜弟。不要把放手的爱当作借口而去放纵，爱的放手是适度的、合理的放任，而放纵则是不负责任、盲目的纵容。不依规矩，不成方圆，凡事都要控制在一定范围内。
放手的爱是为了更好去爱。在今年武汉一所大学，令所有老师学生吃惊的是，一个学生竟然坐着加长林肯车，托运着十九箱行李来到了住宿部，更令人吃惊的是学生要求单独住一个宿舍，在要求得到否决后竟要求安装空调和独立卫生间，这种程度的溺爱，不可理喻到无以复加。这样培养出来的学生，决对不会成为国家的栋梁之材，如此爱孩子，正是不放手的典型，'四体不勤，五谷不分'是用来形容溺爱机器产生出的寄生虫最好的词藻。
爱，只有放手才彰显扑朔般、若即若离的美。只有放手的.爱才是有意义的爱。
因此，有一种爱叫做放手。
三：那些爱，时光带不走
沐浴过多少阳光风雨，堆砌过多少羞怯秀丽，编织过多少人生梦幻的秀发云鬓，但已全都被漫漫的岁月漂白。
在生活中不曾对任何人过多的提起您，是因为我一直把您放在我的内心深处，一个谁都无法占据的地方。在闲暇时，贪婪的回忆我们之间的美好。终于，决定拿起笔，将您对我的爱，写在纸上。不是为别的，只是因为在楼梯上看到了您双鬓的白发；不是为别的，只是因为在牵着您的手过马路的时候触碰到的是双粗糙的手；不是为别的，更是因为在与您走台阶的时候，我看到了你有点儿驼背的背影。
您的家在一个小村庄里......
冬天的早晨，天还蒙蒙亮，空中起了淡淡的薄雾，若是站在村口，就会看到一缕青烟缓缓地升入空中，最后消失在薄如蝉纱的雾中。走进村子里，就会清晰的发现这烟起的地方就在您家。进入院中，隔着窗户，会看到您对着灶口，轻摇扇子，隔段时间还会时不时的掀开灶台上的盖，看看锅内的粥是否煮好。记得老妈时常对你说，现在条件好了，都用电饭煲了，而且家里也不缺什么电器，煮粥用电饭煲就好了，早上睡晚点再起来。可你却笑笑说：'没事儿，用灶烧出来的香，好吃。'
小时候，爸爸妈妈因为工作的关系，是你拉扯我长大。那时的你是村里的干部。有时家里没人，你会带着我去村里的办公处。你会在自行车后面安一个小椅子，载着我，一路上说说笑笑的。认识您的人会笑着对你说：'哟，带着外孙女啊！'这时的你会开心的说：'是啊，长大了，越来越大了，都有点沉了。'
冬天的晚上，每当我钻到被窝里时，你会用你粗糙却很温暖的脚夹着我的腿，说过会会热的。夏天，村里有时会停电，你会拿着蒲扇，边给我扇边给我讲故事。年幼的我有时还会嫌你咬字不准。
一转眼，我长大了，你却老了，但不管岁月如何变迁，永远都不能淡化您对我的爱。
您去过许多地方，游览过许多名山大川。但您说过，您要带我去古镇，因为您知道我喜欢江南的古镇。
夜，深了，外婆，您睡了么？今晚是否打呼噜了？
四：爱的感动
生活中我们时时刻刻都会感受到别人扶起的帮助。当你摔倒时，别人扶起你；当你问路时，别人热情的指引你；当你哭泣时，别人真心安慰你。
帮助也许就是一个不经意的动作，一句温馨话。但是，正因为这些不经意的瞬间，你帮助了别人。
一个会帮助他人的人，他的内心充满了爱，充满了关怀。一个乐于帮助的人，一个甘愿奉献的人，他们头顶的光环永远照亮自己，照亮别人。
沧海横流，方显英雄本色！他是一个平凡而又伟大的人--魏青刚。
他是一个外出打工的青年，他很爱帮助别人。在他15岁时，曾在水库救出一名落水儿童。也许，对他来说下水救人太习以为常了。连续三次跳水救助女青年，震撼了他人，感动了全中国。
由于风浪大救起女青年快到岸边时，风浪将女青年与他打散了，魏青刚只好自己爬上岸。赶过去对民警说：'我下去再是一次。'围观的人劝他别下去了，他却坚持要去，他在水中找了一阵不见女青年，只好疲惫的返回岸上。
'看见了，在那儿！'围观的人说。魏青刚义无返顾的又跳下去，过了几分钟，魏青刚带着落水的女青年上了岸，此时的他，已经没有力气站起来了。当记者问他为什么能三次跳水救人呢？他说；'当你有困难的时候，别人可以帮你，别人有困难你不帮别人，你的善心在哪里？我做不到，只要自己有一口气，就必须尽最大的力量去帮助别人。自己的命是命，人家的命也是命，假如自己牺牲了，换取他人的命也是一样的。'
魏青刚生活在我们身边，他的身份是一名民工，但他的爱打动着我们感动着全中国，正是因为他的平凡才显示他的伟大。这样的人还有很多。今天，我们处在一个价值观念日趋多元化的时代，但无论时代如何变化，总有一种爱的力量深深打动着我们，那就是直根于人们心灵深处那种甘于奉献，帮助他人的民族精神，就是这种精神使我们感受到更多人的关爱。
随时发现你身边的每一件事，发现感动的瞬间，感谢曾经帮助过你的人，记住帮助过你的人，学会帮助他人。
五：爱，不是金钱可以换来的
'羊尚有跪乳之恩，乌鸦尚有反哺之义，鳝尚有护子之情，藏羚尚为子跪求，黄鼠脱皮喂子。'高贵的人类呢？--百孝为先是我们中华民族的美德，当然我们不会有'树欲静而风不止，子欲养而亲不待'的行为，是吗？
朋友，你们要记得钱不是万能的。在外工作，要常回家看看；父母需要的不是你的金钱，而是你的陪伴；别让父母望眼欲穿，等不到你的归来；记住金钱是换不回生命的。
我们是父母的儿女，同时也是为人父母。照顾父母，亲力亲为，不仅是孝顺，而且也是为孩子做榜样。何乐而不为。朋友，别因为金钱，因小失大了喔。金钱买不回孝顺父母的时光，更买不回教育孩子的机会。
最近，爷爷生病了。得知爷爷的消息，我一直不敢相信，更加不愿意去面对。家人一直在瞒着爷爷和奶奶，告诉他们，爷爷的病是小病，听医生的话就没事了。瞒着他们的背后隐藏了多少人的伤心。或许善意的谎言，可以让爷爷的心态好点吧，可以陪伴我们的日子多一点吧。
知道前几天的一个傍晚，爸爸问我有多久没去看爷爷了？或许爸爸知道我在逃避吧，毕竟平时我是时常去看爷爷奶奶的。爸爸直截了当的告诉我，爷爷没有多久可以陪我们了，希望我可以经常去陪爷爷，毕竟爷爷那么爱我。昨晚，我和爸爸妈妈一起到爷爷家，爷爷居然开玩笑的说，'生病有钱赚耶，大家都给。奶奶也存有钱给我，说奖励我考上大学了。'我们不肯要，爷爷说，那现在我给孙女，等孙女工作出来，再还给她奶奶。听得好心酸，我好想说，'爷爷，你也要等着我工作出来。'
日复一日，年复一年。我长大了，可我的爷爷奶奶，爸爸妈妈却老了。小时候天真的愿望恐怕都没有时间来得及实现。我希望我长大后，可以买大房子，和爷爷奶奶爸爸妈妈一起住，和他们一起去旅游。
我知道，爱不是金钱可以代替的，但我希望时间可以流动得慢一些，让我们好好陪着爷爷。珍惜时间的每一分每一秒。
时间就是金钱，珍惜亲人在身边的每一个瞬间吧，别等到失去才知道后悔。时间还没有'月光宝盒'的出现，也没有'后悔药'的生产。只有时间的珍惜。
百孝为先，学会做个反哺之人吧......
六：爱的味道
10月27日，星期四，天气：晴朗
一轮圆月高高挂在夜空中，皎洁的月光撒在校道上，平日喧闹的校道在月光的'安抚'下，变得如此宁静。晚风轻轻吹过，思绪随风回到了昨天。
每天放学都要爬八层楼才能会到宿舍，上了一天的课早已劳累不堪，想回到宿舍好好休息，居然还要爬八层楼的高度，这简直是一种煎熬。刚回到宿舍就接到了妈妈的来电，'什么，又拿汤过来，我已经吃完饭拉，况且我已经在八楼了，我可不想下去拿。你拿上来？哎，随便啦！'不知道什么时候开始，我已经习惯了被爱，觉得妈妈的一切付出都是理所当然，而我的矫情是情有可原的。
住得得高也有好处，那就是能欣赏校园的日出和日落，我喜欢在傍晚时分站在阳台上观看校园的日落。感受那'夕阳无限好'的唯美，惋惜'只是近黄昏'的遗憾。面对此情此景，我不禁哼起来儿时妈妈教我唱的歌。
长亭外，古道边，芳草碧连天，晓风?u柳笛声残，夕阳山外山。
洗完澡，跟着宿舍里的人聊天。突然，一个熟悉的身影出现在宿舍的门口，满头大汗，气喘吁吁，一只手扶在门口，一只手紧紧握这一个汤壶。看到我们才勉强挤出了一丝笑容。'妈，你怎么上来了。'我连忙走上去扶妈进来坐下。妈妈并没有坐下来，而是急着把汤倒出来给我喝：'来，趁...趁热喝吧，这宿舍还是挺高的，哈哈...'我明显感受到妈妈在说这句话时是多么的吃力。是我最爱的骨头汤，汤水雪白的像牛奶一样，香味浓郁，回味无穷。我慢慢品尝着，感受暖暖的汤在我喉咙里缓缓流淌的感觉，就像妈妈在用手抚摸着我的头发。喝完汤我全身显得特别温暖，这种时曾相识的感觉，和儿时妈妈抱着我入睡时一样。妈妈对我的爱从没有改变，而我却渐渐忽视了这份爱。
我无法体会妈妈从家里送汤到学校，还要爬上八楼是多么的辛苦。但从妈妈给我倒汤时那颤抖的双手我知道，妈妈送来的不是汤，是一份暖暖的爱！
我从来没有想过妈妈无私的付出为的是什么，也没有体谅母亲的辛苦。只懂得行驶一个作为女儿的权利，而却没有尽到一个作为儿女的义务。
每当我看到妈妈的头上开始出现白发，眼角细细的的皱纹的时候就会有一种莫名的害怕。不记得什么时候，她已不再年轻，不记得什么时候，她渐渐喜欢安静。
七：一样的爱，不一样的表达
5月12日，不同人在做不同的事。
你在整理着笔记，等待着老师上课，高三的过程是痛苦的，可你却在痛苦中成长，越发的成熟。你看到窗外的阳光，心里很是安宁。
你在缓缓的端起一杯水，刚刚上完了一节课，身体有一些疲惫，手中翻阅着考试卷子，嘴角露出了一丝欣慰，整理好教课所需要的教案，开始又一次智慧的浇灌。
你在陪着你的孩子，你的孩子还有几天就到百天了，你微笑的看着他，静静的摇着，婴儿的小手轻轻的摇晃，随着你的节奏慢慢的睡去啦。
突然间一切的一切都变。
本在专心听课的你，感觉到大地在颤抖，听到老师说，'快跑，地震'，刚刚站起来的你被楼上掉下的东西砸到，你的温度还没有流失，灵魂却已飘起看着这残破的大地，心中充满了悲痛，你很想哭，可是却发现自己，没有能力留出泪。你的灵魂化做蝴蝶。
本在激情澎湃讲课的你，听到大地的鸣叫，你知道这正地震发生最后的提示，你大声疾呼，'快跑，地震'，眼看着楼上掉下的水泥板将要夺走你学生的生命，你死死的把他们推到了身下，为他们营造了一点空间，这时你的后背，狠狠地被水泥板拍下，来不及任何反映，你的灵魂很轻，化作喜鹊。
准备下楼得你听到了东方楼房在震动，没有反映到发生甚么得你，身体先开始恐慌，转过身跑到你孩子的身边，当你开始抱住他的时候，楼房正在倒塌。灾难夺走了你的生命。你的灵魂化作白兔。
地震发生之后，十多万解放军、武警和公安民警，各省市的救援队、医疗队、工程抢修队迅速进入灾区。港台救援队和国际救援队飞抵灾区。
蝴蝶般的灵魂飞入到一名救援队员的身体，你在不停忙碌的搬开，房屋的碎片，救援在下面的遇难人员，看到一条又一条鲜活的生命在在挣扎，你的心里异常痛苦。你恨不得用尽你身体所有的力气把他们都救出来。
喜鹊般的灵魂飞入到一名医疗队员的身体，面对被送来的的伤员，你认真的为他们，清理伤口，包扎，用你的温柔感染着他们，在你的治愈下他们渐渐的康复，冰冷的心灵渐渐的的温暖。
白兔般的灵魂飞入到，一位的县民政局长身上，失去15个亲人的你，没有因为悲痛而倒下，连续指挥救灾五天只睡了七个小时的像人们诠释了什么是爱。
八：沉默的爱
问世间，情为何物?直教生死相许。
――题记
死生契阔，与子成说。执子之手，与子偕老。此爱情之始也。山无陵，江水为竭，冬雷震震，夏雨雪，天地合，乃敢与君绝!此爱情之坚也。彼采艾兮，一日不见，如三岁兮，此爱情之涩也。 至如梁祝之会，羽化为蝶。鹣鲽之情，以昭日月。及其文君降生，相如出世。踏月花下，共奏凤凰艳曲。上林苑内，文赋子虚乌有。若乃张珙去时，莺莺待月。对月照影，而只羡鸳鸯也。相约白头，而盟誓山陵也。由是观之，斯情如甘饴也。 斯情如饴，亦有乎不忠也。十娘李甲，约为婚姻，希冀结发长生。李君见欺，猜乎十娘，十娘怒而沉箱，此乃悲之至也。思其兰芝仲卿，相见相知。连理枝头，仲卿贪名逐利。并蒂花下，兰芝挥泪决绝。金莲柔媚，兰心而蕙质也。奈何杨花沾水，媾与西门。杀之武郎，负一世之骂名。由是观之，斯情如蛇蝎也。 情之切者，乐而忘忧，既而层层拔擢。易安明诚，才子佳人，自是白衣卿相。大明湖畔，澍雨红荷。金石录里，风曳黄花。开乎婉约词风，承其百代柔情。且若梁君孟卿，郎如飞絮，相沾便成相随。相濡以沫之中，举案齐眉。衣袂飘飘，成高世之风骨。嬴喜东去，托乎商君。商君刑名既成，西仕入秦。富国强兵之策，问鼎逐鹿。 相思无用，唯别兮而已矣。情之溺者，使国破而家亡。玄宗玉环，英雄美人，胜却人间无数。长生殿里，夜半私语七月七。马嵬坡下，三尺白绫系玉环。日月当空，武代李兴。牝鸡司晨，百花妖娆献媚。无字之碑，谁评千载功过?龙沫褒女，一笑倾城。烽火台上，幽王戏之诸侯。兰帐深处，红颜笑靥亡国。 青楼娼女，浅斟低吟。若动之以真情，从良为妇。燕子楼头，盼盼独守空房。乐天相讥，以冤含恨九泉。师师低吟，那堪情诉妾忧。并刀如水，城外三更霜浓。云雨巫山，忘却枕席之欢。相夫教子，彰显爱情之功。
聚散匆匆，此恨无穷。悲恻属文，聊表寸心： 此情无语可问天，苍天茫茫可作鉴。 佳人回眸浅笑间， 忘却人间已千年。
篇3：爱是什么美文欣赏
爱是什么美文欣赏
小学阶段，我对爱的理解是愿与可爱的女孩聊天，可以一块写作业。
初中生涯，我对爱的理解是好感，这好感也许源于第一次相遇，也许是你今天的头发让我产生好感，也许是你今天一个不经意间的动作让我产生好感。这是人生最懵懂也是最可贵的记忆。
高中阶段，学子们都在为好的大学而拼搏，这时如果有一个人可以在我失落时鼓励我，开心时陪我一起笑，悲伤时会不由自主哭，这便是我在高中时期对爱的理解。
大学时光，谈不上记忆犹新，记得室友常会请这个吃饭送那个礼物，不到半个月。津贴全用完了。我对这段时光，没有过多的留恋。因为一毕业生命中的一个个人会如同白衣过客伴随着命运各奔东西。
正是大学的努力，毕业后留在医院当医生，每次身边的'病人都会给我不一样的深思与对爱的理解。
这一天，到朋友的诊室找他吃中饭。他可真忙啊，笔走龙蛇，处方单开好了，嘴巴也没闲着：“做穿刺检查，签个字！”话音未落，一张检查单塞在了患者的面前。
故事的主人公出现在观众面前：医生的侧面，一位年近四十的女子，卷发披肩，娇好的容颜被忧郁笼罩。我想也难怪，病痛折磨的呗！
医生的话语让她手足无措，还需签字更让她惶恐万分。
“医生，有危险吗？”
手术很痛吗？
面对他司空见惯的不语，多事的我忍不住拍了下他，对女子说：“这种检查是比较难受，但如果不检查就不知道病因啊！”
那女子听我如此一说，眼圈马上红了：“不行，我不做，我很怕疼的。”她将检查单还给医生，起身要走。
“你不能因为痛就不检查呀，不检查怎么治好病呢？”
循声望去，我才发现了一位男士：卷曲的短发（两人很配哦），相仿的年龄，背着一个黑色的女包。好体贴的丈夫哦！
“不，我做不想做，我怕！”
“你这人总是这样，不听劝告！”男子愠怒而去。
“我怎样，我就这样，又怎么样？”女子也生气地离开了诊室。
我很为自己的多事懊悔，不觉追出。
其实那位男士并未离去，还在苦口婆心地劝说着女子。
赶紧上去做着解释工作，阐述检查可能会出现的三种结果：一，无事，二，宫外孕，三，癌症。
那位男士赶紧接口说：“这还不检查？如果不检查会有性命之忧的！”
此话不说还罢，一说反而激怒了女子：“都要离婚了，还关心我什么生死？我一个人，死了和活着有什么区别？走，走，走！回家！”
看着他们离去的身影，我黯然神伤——可怜的女人，你是在用生命来捍卫你的爱情吗？你留得住吗？命之不存，情又何在啊！
这段爱情错在谁，到底又错在哪里呢？
中午，我俩随便找了家咖啡厅吃了点东西，我又开始教育他让他对病人态度好一点。他则憨憨地笑了笑。他问：“你每个月赚的钱该不会全攒起来吧？”我说：“别说我了，你现在和那大学同学怎么样了。”他却潇洒地说：“早就分手了。”我问：“为什么。”他说：“经济问题，那个人现在跟了个富豪。”我笑了笑问：“还记得大学第二年你跟她相遇吗。”“记得。”“那时，你成绩的确不怎样。但那个女孩愿意跟你骑单车，吃泡面，住六十平米的小房。”“那又怎样。”“你有没有想过她今年多大了。”“30”女人最可贵的时光都给了你。你小子还恨什么。”他低下了头，没有说一句话。我说：“你曾跟我说要开豪车，和最爱的人一起驰骋在田园小路上。现在豪车有了，但坐在旁边的是你最爱的人吗？”他说：“是我对不起她。”我也没说什么，付完钱后，走回了家。妻子以笑脸缓解了我的压力，我回忆起毕业后最苦的几年，她无悔的陪我。从未对我抱怨过。现在我才明白，我爱她是爱她的性格与身体。他爱我，是爱我的大脑，而不是钱。我现在虽称不上富翁，但我对现在的生活条件，很满足。但我必会更加努力，不愧对她爱我的理由。
再看看，儿时懵懂的爱恋，是很美的。但要有理智，而且那时候的好感是不要负责的。同样那并不是爱，爱是充满责任与付出的。现在的恋人都不懂分手的缘由，问为什么都会说经济问题，难道爱真的从在钱上吗？其实是错在没有信任与理解上罢了。
篇4：经典英语美文欣赏
1. Having more joy does not necessarily require a life overhaul―you may just need to create more space in your life for moments of joy.
1. 生活中要有更多乐趣不一定要大改生活方式――你只需要在生活中多留点时间给娱乐就行。
2. I've come to believe that seeking happiness is not a frivolous pursuit. It's honorable and necessary. And most people forget even to think about it.
2. 我开始明白追寻幸福并不是无足轻重的想法，它值得被尊敬，也是必要的。而且很多人甚至不会想到这件事。
3. The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved.
3. 人生最幸福的是确定自己被人爱着。
4. Trust in your truth. It will be the best decision you ever make.
4. 相信自己的真诚，这会是你所做的最好的决定。
5. We generate the results in life we believe we deserve.
5. 在人生中，我们获得的结果是我们认为自己应得的。
6. You know why the road curves as you're driving along? It curves because if God showed us the distance from where we are to where we’re going, we’d think it was too far.
6. 你知道为什么在开车时路是曲折的么?曲折是因为如果上帝给我们看了从起点通向终点的路，我们会觉得太远。
7. Breathing deeply and releasing fear will help you get to where you want to be.
7. 深呼吸释放出恐惧可以帮助你到达你想要的高度。
8. Everything is just as it needs to be. And if we would forgive, our minds and hearts would open and we could see another possibility.
8. 万事自有其道。如果我们能原谅，我们的思想和内心都会放得开，就能看到其他可能性。
9. When you stand and share your story i, your story will heal you and your story will heal somebody else.
9. 当你愿意站出来分享你的故事，你的故事会治愈你，也同样会治愈其他人。
10. Home is a refuge, not only from the world but a refuge from my worries, my terrible concerns. I like beautiful things around me. I like to be beautiful, because it delights my eyes and my soul is lifted up.
10. 家是避难的港湾，不只是躲避世界纷扰也可躲避自己的忧虑和担心。我喜欢周围美好的事物。我想变得漂亮，因为这能让我眼中充满美好，思想也会受到鼓舞。
篇5：经典英语美文欣赏精选
一、《准备好爱你》
Sometimes it takes adverse conditions
for people to reach out to one another
Sometimes it takes bad luck
for people to understand their goals better
Sometimes it takes a storm
for people to appreciate the calm
Sometimes it takes being hurt
for people to be more sensitive to feelings
Sometimes it takes doubt
for people to trust one another
Sometimes it takes seclusion
for people to find out who they really are
Sometimes it takes disillusionment
for people to become informed
Sometimes it takes feeling nothing
for people to feel everything
Sometimes it takes our emotions and feelings to be completely penetrated
for people to open up to love
I have gone through many of these things
and I now know that
not only am I ready to
love you
but I do
有时需要逆境
人们才能彼此靠近
有时需要厄运
人们才能更清楚自己的目标
有时需要暴风雨
人们才能珍惜宁静
有时需要受到伤害
人们才能对感情多一份敏感
有时需要怀疑
人们才能信任彼此
有时需要独处
人们才能发现真实的自我
有时需要醒悟
人们才能明智
有时需要毫无感觉
人们才能感受万物
有时需要我们的情感和知觉
全被浸透
人们才能敞开心扉体验爱
我已历经这种种心路历程
所以现在我知道
我不仅已准备好
爱你
我是的的确确爱你
篇6：英语美文欣赏
After enduring three years of abuse, and seeing it turn to my children I could not take it any more.
在忍受了三年的虐待之后，眼看着我的孩子也要受到虐待之时，我再也受不了了。
Strength is more than the measure of muscle. Strength is the courage you muster to do even the things that seem impossible.
力量不仅仅取决于肌肉。力量就是你鼓起勇气去做那些看似不可能的事情。
That year there were 22,000 reported cases of abuse against children in my state.
那一年，在我的国家，有22000起虐待儿童案。
Taking my children from statistics to survivors was the greatest thing I’ve ever done in my life.
我一生中做过的最伟大的事情是把我的孩子从受害者变成幸存者。
Not being afraid to speak out against domestic violence any more empowers me. Jump out on that limb and reach for the greatness you deserve, you’re not just a statistic, you are a human, you are survivor just waiting to break free.
勇敢地说出反对家庭暴力更使我充满力量。跳出这一步，达到你应得的伟大，你不只是一个统计数据中的受害者，你是一个人，你是一个等待获得自由的幸存者。
篇7：英语美文欣赏
I remember quite clearly now when the story happened. The autumn leaves were floating in 1）measure down to the ground, recovering the lake, where we used to swim like children, under the sun was there to shine. That time we used to be happy. Well, I thought we were. But the truth was that you had been 2）longing to leave me, not daring to tell me. On that precious night, watching the lake, vaguely 3）conscious, you said: “Our story is ending.”
The rain was killing the last days of summer. You had been killing my last breath of love, since a long time ago. I still don’t think I’m gonna make it through another love story. You took it all away from me. And there I stand, I knew I was going to be the one left behind. But still I’m watching the lake, vaguely conscious, and I know my life is ending.
我仍清晰地记得故事发生时。秋叶翻飞，飘落一地。我们曾经孩子般戏水畅游过的小湖盖满落叶，在太阳下闪着光。那时我们幸福过。哦，我是这样认为的。可事实上你早就想离开我，只是不敢告诉我罢了。在那美丽的夜晚，眼望湖水，恍惚中听见你说：我们的故事已到尽头。
雨水扼杀着所剩无几的夏日，而你很久以来也在扼杀我奄奄一息的爱。我仍不认为自己会再去经历另一段爱情故事。你把一切都带走了。我只有悄然伫立，早已明白自己将会是那个被遗弃的人。而我依然凝望着湖水，恍惚中，生命正离我而去。
篇8：英语美文欣赏
The first snow came. How beautiful it was, falling so silently all day long, all night long, on the mountains, on the meadows, on the roofs of the living, on the graves of the dead! All with save the river, that marked its course by a winding black line across the landscape; and the leafless trees, that against the leaden sky now revealed more fully the wonderful beauty and intricacies of their branches. What silence, too, came with the snow, and what seclusion!
Every sound was muffled, every noise changed to something soft and musical. No more tramping hoofs, no more rattling wheels! Only the chiming of sleigh-bells, beating as swift and merrily as the hearts of children.
初雪飘临。多么美啊！它整日整夜那么静静地飘着，落在山岭上，落在草地上，落在世人的屋顶上，落在死才的坟墓上！在一片白茫茫之中，只有河流在美丽的画面上划出一道曲曲弯弯的黑线；还有那叶儿落净的树木，映衬着铅灰色的`天空，此刻更显得枝丫交错，姿态万千。初雪飘落之时，是何等的宁谧，何等的幽静！一切声响都趋沉寂，一切噪音都化作柔和的音乐。再也听不见马蹄得得，再也听不见车轮辚辚！唯有雪橇的铃铛，奏和谐的乐声，那明快欢乐的节拍犹如孩子们心房的搏动。
★ 经典英语美文欣赏
★ 英语的美文欣赏
★ 乞丐的爱美文欣赏
★ 雁栖湖美文欣赏
★ 美文欣赏：柳絮
爱的英语美文欣赏（精选8篇）
