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Look Ahead
Once a friend suggested me: ―Look ahead when you are sad.
It is this weird that ever when I am in sad, I am always bow my head or shut my
eyes regardless his suggestion. Even when I catch a glimpse of the sky with stars, but again at sea. When I am depressed, my vision narrowed.
This friend has a lovely and smart daughter and so charming like a flower in dancing. But, she is unable to see the outside world clearly. My friend ever so grieve that he was so pessimistic. No other aids seem to help him, but he gained the delight after a journey of hardship with looking ahead that the crucial life taught him.
Look ahead, he has witnessed his daughter‘s experience journey----she is more beautiful and tamer and can take care of herself. She dresses her black excise cloth, with white dancing shoes, black and high-twist hair style with lighting belt; she is always smile, indicating her charming youth in her mouth; she becomes strong in mind and smart, live on herself. As preferred, she becomes a warmly received dancing teacher…
The God is always absent when we knock His door. The great poet 朗费罗 could not help commending, ―Your你的命运一如他人，每个生命都会下雨。 When it rains and we feel sad, it is worth looking ahead. If one minute is not enough, then take one more. Looking again and again with a long time, or even your whole life and your love and hope. See whether所有的雨都会停； see the sky after rain if it is cleaner, vaster, more fantastic and see whether there is rainbow in magic.
There is always the time the God go home; the stop for rain and the hope and joyous ahead.
He’s never cried
And already let the dark night
Slip off a paper white
For many times
The autumn wind instantly blows off
The light of a lamp
While my heart is still barren
And lit with a shame
By the name of faintness
From those verses
Release
The souls of the dead
How much flame
A poet’s body could ever have
When burning
It whines as Xun’s wail
Some beings
Settle down
In the lit starry sky
With a smile he walks up to
That gust of wind
Which is going to ruin him
Every April I am beset by（困扰） the same concern-that spring might not occur this year. The landscape looks forsaken（被抛弃的） ， with hills, sky and forest forming a single gray meld, like the wash an artist paints on a canvas（帆布） before the masterwork. My spirits ebb, as they did during an April snowfall when I first came to Maine 15 years ago. "Just wait," a neithbor counseled. "Youll wake up one morning and spring will just be here."
Andlo, on May 3 that year I awoke to a green so startling as to be almost electric, as if spring were simply a matter of flipping a switch. Hills, sky and forest revealed their purples, blues and green. Leaves had unfurled（展开） ， goldfinches had arrived at the feeder and daffodils（水仙花） were fighting their way heavenward.
Then there was the old apple tree. It sits on an undeveloped lot in my neighborhood. It belongs to no one and therefore to everyone. The trees dark twisted branches sprawl in unpruned abandon. Each spring it blossoms so profusely that the air becomes saturated with the aroma of apple. When I drive by with my windows rolled down, it gives me the feeling of moving in another element, like a kid on a water slide.
Until last year, I thought I was the only one aware of this tree. And then one day, in a fit of spring madness, I set out with pruner and lopper to remove a few errant branches. No sooner had I arrived under its boughs than neighbors opened their windows and stepped onto their porches. These were people I barely knew and seldom spoke to, but it was as if I had come unbidden（未受邀请的） into their personal gardens.
My mobile-home neighbor was the first to speak."Youre not cutting it down, are you?" Another neighbor winced as I lopped off（砍掉） a branch. "Dont kill it, now," he cautioned. Soon half the neighborhood had joined me under the apple arbor. It struck me that I had lived there for five years and only now was learning these peoples names, what they did for a living and how they passed the winter. It was as if the old apple tree gathering us under its boughs for the dual purpose of acquaintanceship and shared wonder. I couldnt help recalling Robert Frosts words:
The trees that have it in their pent-up buds
To darken nature and be summer woods
One thaw led to another. Just the other day I saw one of my neighbors at the local store. He remarked how this recent winter had been especially long and lamented（哀悼） not having seen or spoken at length to anyone in our neighborhood. And then, recouping his thoughts, he looked at me and said, "We need to prune（修剪） that apple tree again."
first day of school, i know your new teacher. when i see you feel so warm, warm. in three years you will let us grow into a more sturdy trees. no matter whether i will be tall and straight trees, or low shrubs.
1、i didnt think that i could ever trust happiness. then i met you. happy valenti nes day, dear.我一直不相信有真正的幸福，直到不久以后，我邂逅了你。亲爱的，情人节快乐。
1、在这快乐分享的时刻，思念好友的时刻，美梦成真的时刻，祝你新年快乐，佳节如意！wish you a happy new year and a good fortune in the coming year when we will share our happiness, think of our good friends, andour dreams
第1条 过去的不再回来，回来的不再完美。第2条 无论你走到哪里，我都会在你身后。第3条 你对我的一点点好，都会动摇我的决心。第4条 love and a cough cannot be hid.第5条时间是最好的医生，也是最差的美容师。
1、你去年暑假做了什么？what did you do during the last summer vocation?2、你没尽自已最大努力去做这件事。you didn’t do your best to do it.3、我们昨天没有玩好。we did not have a good time yesterday.4、你两天前没来学校。
一些经典的英文好句，精彩的英语句子： can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.没有人能回到过去，重新开始，但是每个人都能从今天开始并创造一个新的结局。
1、a good book is the best of friends, the same today and forever.一本好书，相伴一生。2、it is not enough to be industrious, so are the ants. what are you industrious for?光勤劳是不够的，蚂蚁也是勤劳的。
优美的英语爱情短经典句子1、if i had a single flower for every time i think about you, i could walk forever in my garden.假如每次想起你我都会得到一朵鲜花，那么我将永远在花丛中徜徉。
you will never konw true happiness until you have truly loved, adn you will never understand what pain really is until you have lost it.直至你真正爱过 才懂得什么是真正的幸福。 直至你失去爱情 才懂得 什么是真正的痛。
aman is not old as long as he is seeking something. a man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams. (j. barrymore)只要一个人还有追求，他就没有老。直到后悔取代了梦想，一个人才算老。
1、一个人总要走陌生的。路，看陌生的风景，听陌生的歌，然后在某个不经意的瞬间，你会发现，原本是费尽心机想要忘记的事情真的就那么忘记了。 is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listeningto strange music.
but if the while i think on thee, dear friend, all losses are restored, and sorrows end. 只要我一想起你，亲爱的人，所有的失落和遗憾烟消云散。
yesterday afternoon i went to 。 it happened that i saw a touching event.昨天下午我去越秀公园，碰巧我看见一件动人的事。
1.a dress is like a barbed fence. it protects the premises without restricting the view.服饰就象铁丝网，它阻止你冒然行动，但并不妨碍你尽情地观看。
amaiden with many wooers often chooses the worst.少女有了许多求婚者往往选中了最差的一个。all things will come round to him who will but wait.只要耐心肯等待，一切都会按时来。
Rush 匆匆--朱自清
Swallows may have gone, but there is a time of return; willow trees may have died back, but there is a time of regreening; peach blossoms may have fallen, but they will bloom again. Now, you the wise, tell me, why should our days leave us, never to return? - If they had been stolen by someone, who could it be? Where could he hide them? If they had made the escape themselves, then where could they stay at the moment?
燕子去了，有再来的时候；杨柳枯了，有再青的时候；桃花谢了，有再开的时候。但是，聪明的，你告诉我，我们的日子为什么一去不复返呢？——是有人偷了他们罢：那是谁？又藏在何处呢？是他们自己逃走了：现在又到了哪里呢？
I dont know how many days I have been given to spend, but I do feel my hands are getting empty. Taking stock silently, I find that more than eight thousand days have already slid away from me. Like a drop of water from the point of a needle disappearing into the ocean, my days are dripping into the stream of time, soundless, traceless. Already sweat is starting on my forehead, and tears welling up in my eyes.
我不知道他们给了我多少日子；但我的手确乎是渐渐空虚了。在默默里算着，八千多日子已经从我手中溜去；象针尖上一滴水滴在大海里，我的日子滴在时间的流里，没有声音也没有影子。我不禁头涔涔而泪潸潸了。
Those that have gone have gone for good, those to come keep coming; yet in between, how swift is the shift, in such a rush? When I get up in the morning, the slanting sun marks its presence in my small room in two or three oblongs. The sun has feet, look, he is treading on, lightly and furtively; and I am caught, blankly, in his revolution. Thus--the day flows away through the sink when I wash my hands, wears off in the bowl when I eat my meal, and passes away before my day-dreaming gaze as reflect in silence. I can feel his haste now, so I reach out my hands to hold him back, but he keeps flowing past my withholding hands. In the evening, as I lie in bed, he strides over my body, glides past my feet, in his agile way. The moment I open my eyes and meet the sun again, one whole day has gone. I bury my face in my hands and heave a sigh. But the new day begins to flash past in the sigh.
去的尽管去了，来的尽管来着，去来的中间，又怎样的匆匆呢？早上我起来的时候，小屋里射进两三方斜斜的太阳。太阳他有脚啊，轻轻悄悄地挪移了；我也茫茫然跟着旋转。于是——洗手的时候，日子从水盆里过去；吃饭的时候，日子从饭碗里过去；默默时，便从凝然的双眼前过去。我觉察他去的匆匆了，伸出手遮挽时，他又从遮挽着的手边过去，天黑时，我躺在床上，他便伶伶俐俐地从我身边垮过，从我脚边飞去了。等我睁开眼和太阳再见，这算又溜走了一日。我掩着面叹息。但是新来的日子的影儿又开始在叹息里闪过了。
What can I do, in this bustling world, with my days flying in their escape? Nothing but to hesitate, to rush. What have I been doing in that eight-thousand-day rush, apart from hesitating? Those bygone days have been dispersed as smoke by a light wind, or evaporated as mist by the morning sun. What traces have I left behind me? Have I ever left behind any gossamer traces at all? I have come to the world, stark naked; am I to go back, in a blink, in the same stark nakedness? It is not fair though: why should I have made such a trip for nothing!
在逃去如飞的日子里，在千门万户的世界里的我能做些什么呢？只有徘徊罢了，只有匆匆罢了；在八千多日的匆匆里，除徘徊外，又剩些什么呢？过去的日子如轻烟却被微风吹散了，如薄雾，被初阳蒸融了；我留着些什么痕迹呢？我何曾留着象游丝样的痕迹呢？我赤裸裸来到这世界，转眼间也将赤裸裸地回去罢？但不能平的，为什么偏要白白走这一遭啊？
You the wise, tell me, why should our days leave us, never to return?
你聪明的，告诉我，我们的日子为什么一去不复返呢？
To the Tune of Intoxicated Under the Shadow of Flowers
The Double Ninth Festival
Light mists and heavy clouds,
melancholy the long dreary day.
In the golden censer
the burning incense is dying away.
It is again time
for the lovely Double-Ninth Festival;
The coolness of midnight
penetrates my screen of sheer silk
and chills my pillow of jade.
After drinking wine at twilight
under the chrysanthemum hedge,
My sleeves are perfumed
by the fragrance of the plants.
Oh, I cannot say it is not endearing,
Only, when the west wind stir the curtain,
I see that I am more gracile
than the yellow flowers.
Last Sunday, Liu Ming and his friends went for a picomic at the foot of the mountain.
Some of them were playing games. Some were dancing. They felt very relaxed. Suddenly, Liu Ming saw a goat running 。 He was interested in it and began to run after it for a long time 。 When he thought of his friends again, he got lost. At that time, a farmer came. With his help ，Liu Ming found his friends again. He thanked the farmer and said "Goodbye” to him.