關(guān)于秋天的英語小詩歌朗誦
秋天，葉子長黃了，像長滿金葉子的小樹。一陣風(fēng)吹來，金葉“刷刷”的往下掉，一會兒大地就鋪上金色的地毯。小編精心收集了關(guān)于秋天的英語小詩歌，供大家欣賞學(xué)習(xí)!
關(guān)于秋天的英語小詩歌篇1
A Fall Song
by Ellen Robena Field
Golden and red trees
Nod to the soft breeze,
As it whispers, "Winter is near;"
And the brown nuts fall
At the wind's loud call,
For this is the Fall of the year.
Good-by, sweet flowers!
Through bright Summer hours
You have filled our hearts with cheer
We shall miss you so,
And yet you must go,
For this is the Fall of the year.
Now the days grow cold,
As the year grows old,
And the meadows are brown and sere;
Brave robin redbreast
Has gone from his nest,
For this is the Fall of the year.
I do softly pray
At the close of day,
That the little children, so dear,
May as purely grow
As the fleecy snow
That follows the Fall of the year.
關(guān)于秋天的英語小詩歌篇2
TO AUTUMN 秋頌
by John Keats
(查良錚譯)
SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.
霧氣洋溢、果實圓熟的秋，
你和成熟的太陽成為友伴;
你們密謀用累累的珠球，
綴滿茅屋檐下的葡萄藤蔓;
使屋前的老樹背負(fù)著蘋果，
讓熟味透進(jìn)果實的心中，
使葫蘆脹大，鼓起了榛子殼，
好塞進(jìn)甜核;又為了蜜蜂
一次一次開放過遲的花朵，
使它們以為日子將永遠(yuǎn)暖和，
因為夏季早填滿它們的粘巢。
Who hasth not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep.
Drowsed with the fumes of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.
誰不經(jīng)?？匆娔惆橹葌}?
在田野里也可以把你找到，
彌有時隨意坐在打麥場上，
讓發(fā)絲隨著簸谷的風(fēng)輕飄;
有時候，為罌粟花香所沉迷，
你倒臥在收割一半的田壟，
讓鐮刀歇在下一畦的花旁;
或者.像拾穗人越過小溪，
你昂首背著谷袋，投下倒影，
或者就在榨果架下坐幾點鐘，
你耐心地瞧著徐徐滴下的酒漿。
Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,-
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river shallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
啊.春日的歌哪里去了?但不要
想這些吧，你也有你的音樂——
當(dāng)波狀的云把將逝的一天映照，
以胭紅抹上殘梗散碎的田野，
這時啊，河柳下的一群小飛蟲
就同奏哀音，它們忽而飛高，
忽而下落，隨著微風(fēng)的起滅;
籬下的蟋蟀在歌唱，在園中
紅胸的知更鳥就群起呼哨;
而群羊在山圈里高聲默默咩叫;
叢飛的燕子在天空呢喃不歇。
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秋天的懷念
Fond Memories of Autumn
史鐵生
By Shi Tiesheng
雙腿癱瘓后，我的脾氣變得暴怒無常。望著望著天上北歸的雁陣，我會突然把面前的玻璃砸碎;聽著聽著李谷一甜美的歌聲，我會猛地把手邊的東西摔向四周的墻壁。母親就悄悄的躲出去，在我看不見的地方偷偷地聽著我的動靜。當(dāng)一切恢復(fù)沉寂，她又悄悄地進(jìn)來，眼邊紅紅的，看著我。
When my legs were paralyzed, my temper became out of control. Looking at the wild geese flying back north in the sky, I would suddenly smash the window glass in front of me. Listening to the sweet songs sang by Li Guyi, I would thrust everything in hands into surrounding walls. Mother then hid herself quietly, watching my behavior out of my view secretly. Until everything turned still, she came in again quietly, watching me with her sad eyes.
“聽說北海的花兒都開了，我推著你去走走。”她總是這么說。母親喜歡花，可自從我的腿癱瘓后，她侍弄的那些花都死了。
“I’ve heard that all flowers are in blossom in Beihai, let me push you to have a look.” She always (used to say)said that to me. Mother loves flowers, but since my legs broken, the flowers grown by her all withered.
“不，我不去!”我狠命地捶打著兩條可恨的腿，喊著，“我活著有什么勁!”母親撲過來抓住我的手，忍住哭聲說:“咱娘兒倆在一塊兒，好好兒活，好好兒活……”
“No, I don’t want to go.” I beat my cursed legs desperately, shouting, “What I am still living for?” Mother rushed to grasp my hands, inhibiting crying,(saying between subdued sobs) “We two are together and live a good life, live a happy life…”
可我卻一直都不知道，她的病已經(jīng)到了那步田地。后來妹妹告訴我，她常常肝疼得整宿整宿翻來覆去地睡不了覺。
I never aware that her illness cannot became even worse. Afterwards, Sister told me, Mother often could not fall asleep for the whole night for her liver aching seriously( with pains in liver).
那天我又獨自坐在屋里，看著窗外的樹葉唰唰啦啦的飄落。母親進(jìn)來了，擋在窗前：“北海的菊花開了，我推著你去看看吧。”她憔悴的臉上現(xiàn)出央求般的神色。
Another day, I stayed at home alone again, witnessing outer leaves following(watching the rustling fall of autumn leaves through the windows). Then, Mother came in, standing at the window, “The chrysanthemums in Beihai are blossoming. Let me take you there for a visit.” The pleading look showed on her haggard face.
“什么時候?”“你要是愿意，就明天?”她說。我的回答已經(jīng)讓她喜出望外了。“好吧，就明天。”我說。她高興得一會兒坐，一會站起：“那就趕緊準(zhǔn)備準(zhǔn)備。”
“When?” “If you’d like, tomorrow is ok?” She felt surprised and excited. “Ok, just tomorrow.” She turned so delighted that she didn’t know whether to sit or stand. “Let’s prepare at once.”
“誒呀，煩不煩?幾步路，有什么好準(zhǔn)備的!”她也笑了，坐在我身邊，絮絮叨叨地說著：“看完菊花，咱們就去‘仿膳’，你小時候最愛吃那兒得豌豆黃兒。還記得那回我?guī)闳ケ焙?你偏說那楊樹花是毛毛蟲，跑著，一腳踩扁一個……”她忽然不說了。對于“跑”和“踩”一類的字眼兒，她比我還敏感。她又悄悄地出去了。
“Oh, what a bore! It’s very near, and do we need to get ready?” We both burst into laughing and she sat beside me, murmuring, “Afterwards, we’ll go to Fang Shan Restaurant. When you were young, you liked puree peas best. Do you still remember our last tour to Beihai? You insisted that the poplar flowers be worms and ran to stamp on them one by one…” Suddenly, she broke off. She was more sensitive to words like “run” and “stamp” than I was.
她出去了，就再也沒回來。
She came out , but never returned.
鄰居們把她抬上車時，她還在大口大口地吐著鮮血。我沒想到她已經(jīng)病成那樣。看著三輪車遠(yuǎn)去，也絕沒有想到那竟是永遠(yuǎn)的訣別。
She was still vomiting blood when neighbors carried her onto cart. I never thought she was so seriously ill. I never thought that was the eternal departure, watching the three-wheel leaving far and far.
鄰居的小伙子背著我去看她的時候，她正艱難地呼吸著，像她那一生艱難的生活。別人告訴我，她昏迷前的最后一句話是:“我那個有病的兒子和我那個還未成年的女兒……”
The young man next door carried me on his back to see her. She was striving to grasp her last breath, just like her entire hard life. I was told that her last words were: “I have a paralyzed son and an unmarried daughter.”
又是秋天，妹妹推我去北?？戳司栈ā｜S色的花淡雅，白色的花高潔，紫紅色的花熱烈而深沉，潑潑灑灑，秋風(fēng)中正開得爛漫。我懂得母親沒有說完的話。妹妹也懂。我倆在一塊兒，要好好生活……
It’s autumn again, Sister wheeled me to Beihai to see the chrysanthemums. The yellow ones showed simple and elegant; the white ones, pure and noble; the purple ones, warm and deep; all were in full blossom in the autumn breeze. I totally understand Mother’s unfinished words. So does Sister. We both live together for a happy life…
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