唯美愛情英語散文

　　英語散文以優(yōu)美的語言、流暢的句子、生動的描述,給人以美的享受,滿足人類心靈的要求,具有很高的審美屬性。下面學習啦小編為大家?guī)砦缾矍橛⒄Z散文，歡迎大家閱讀!

　　唯美愛情英語散文：你和我的伊甸園

　　I do trust, my dearest, that you have been employing this bright day for both of us; for I have spent it in my dungeon, and the only light that broke upon me was when I opened your letter.

　　我確信，我最親愛的，你為我們選定了今天這個晴朗的好日子;我在城堡主樓困了一天，唯一的一線光是打開你的信時才得到的。

　　I am sometimes driven to wish that you and I could mount upon a cloud (as we used to fancy in those heavenly walks of ours). And be home quite out of sight and hearing of the world; for now all the people in the world seem to come between us. How happy were Adam and Eve!

　　我不時產(chǎn)生——個愿望，我多么想和你駕上一朵白云 (我們在醉人的漫步中常常這樣幻想)，遠離世俗喧囂;因為現(xiàn)在似乎世界上什么樣的人都與我們在一起。亞當和夏娃曾經(jīng)多么幸福啊!

　　There was no third person to come between them, and all the infinity around them only seemed to press their hearts closer together. We love one another as well as there is no silent and love garden of Eden for us. Will you sail away with me to discover some summer island?

　　有第三者介入他們中間，而他們周圍無限的空間似乎把他們的心貼得更緊了。我們像他們一樣彼此相愛;但對我們來說，卻沒有靜謐可愛的伊甸園。你為什么不跟我一道遠航尋覓夏之島?

　　Do you not think that god has reserved one for us, ever since the beginning of the world? Foolish that I am to raise a question of it, since we have found such an Eden such an island sacred to us two whenever we have been together!

　　你不認為上帝從一開始就保留了這樣一個島給我們嗎?既然我們已經(jīng)找到了這樣的伊甸園，我提出這樣一個問題不是太愚蠢了嗎?我們已經(jīng)有了只有你我專用的伊甸園……只要我們在一起!

　　Men we are the Adam and Eve of a virgin earth.Now , good - bye ; for voices are babbling around me and I should not wonder if you were to hear the echo of them while you read this letter.

　　我們就是一塊處女地上的亞當和夏娃?，F(xiàn)在，再見了;因為我的周圍一片嘈雜。不知你在讀此信時，是否有這些聲音的回聲縈繞耳際。

　　唯美愛情英語散文：奈帕斯的女郎

　　Earl March look'd on his dying child,

　　And, smit with grief to view her--

　　'The youth,' he cried,'whom I exiled

　　Shall be restored to woo her.'

　　馬奇伯爵在臨死的女兒前，

　　看著她就悲傷的心疼;

　　他喊到，“召回我流放的青年，

　　讓他來向我女兒求婚。”

　　She'd at the window many an hour

　　His coming to discover:

　　And he look'd up to Ellen's bower

　　And she look'd on her lover--

　　多少個小時她守望在窗口，

　　為發(fā)現(xiàn)她回來的情郎;

　　當情郎仰視著艾琳的繡樓，

　　她也把情郎細細望。

　　唯美愛情英語散文：你真漂亮，她說

　　I never thought that I understood her. She always seemed so far away from me. I loved her, of course. We shared mutual love from the day I was born. I came into this world with a bashed head and deformed features because of the hard labor my mother had gone through. Family members and friends wrinkled their noses at the disfigured baby I was. They all commented on how much I looked like a beat-up football player. But no, not her. Nana thought I was beautiful. Her eyes twinkled with splendor and happiness at the ugly baby in her arms. Her first granddaughter. Beautiful, she said.

　　Before final exams in my junior year of high school, she died. Seven years ago, her doctors diagnosed Nana with Alzheimer’s disease. Seven years ago, our family became experts on this disease as, slowly, we lost her.

　　She always spoke in fragmented sentences. As the years passed, the words she spoke became fewer and fewer, until finally she said nothing at all. We were lucky to get one occasional word out of her. It was then our family knew she was near the end.

　　About a week or so before she died, she lost the abilities for her body to function at all, and the doctors decided to move her to a hospice. A hospice. Where those who entered would never come out.

　　I told my parents I wanted to see her. I had to see her. My uncontrollable curiosity had taken a step above my gut-wrenching fear.

　　My mother brought me to the hospice two days after my request. My grandfather and two of my aunts were there as well, but all hung back in the hallway as I entered Nana’s room. She was sitting in a big, fluffy chair next to her bed, slouched over, eyes shut, mouth numbly hanging open. The morphine was keeping her asleep. My eyes darted around the room at the windows, the flowers, and the way Nana looked. I was struggling very hard to take it all in, knowing that this would be the last time I ever saw her alive.

　　I slowly sat down across from her. I took her left hand and held it in mine, brushing a stray lock of golden hair away from her face. I just sat and stared, motionless, in front of her, unable to feel anything. I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out. I could not get over how awful she looked sitting there, helpless.

　　Then it happened. Her little hand wrapped around mine tighter and tighter. Her voicebegan what sounded like a soft howl. She seemed to be crying in pain. And then, she spoke.

　　“Jessica,” Plain as day. My name. Mine. Out of 4 children, 2 son-in-laws, 1 daughter-in-law, and 6 grandchildren, she knew it was me.

　　At that moment, it was like someone was showing a family filmstrip in my head. I saw Nana at my baptizing. I saw her at my fourteen dance recitals. I saw her bringing me roses and beaming with pride. I saw her tap dancing on our kitchen floor. I saw her pointing at her own wrinkled cheeks and telling me that it was from her that I inherited my big dimples. I saw her playing games with us grandkids while the other adults ate Thanksgiving dinner. I saw her sitting with me in my living room at Christmas time admiring our brightly decorated tree.

　　I then looked at her as she wasand I cried.

　　I knew she would never see my final senior dance recital. I knew she would never see me cheer for another football game. I knew she would never sit with me and admire our Christmas tree again. I knew she would never see me go off to my senior prom. I knew she would never see me graduate high school or college or see me get married. And I knew she would never be there the day my first child was born. This made tear after tear roll down my face.

　　But above all, I cried because I finally knew how she had felt the day I had been born. She had looked through what she saw on the outside and looked to the inside and saw a life.

　　I slowly released her hand from mine and brushed away the tears staining her cheeks, and mine. I stood, leaned over, and kissed her.

　　“You look beautiful.”

　　And with one long last look, I turned and left the hospice.

　　我以為我從來就不了解她。她仿佛離我很遙遠。當然，我愛她。從我出生那天起我們就愛護彼此。因為母親難產(chǎn)，我生下來便頭部受傷，面貌丑陋。家人和朋友對我這個畸形嬰兒不屑一顧，他們都評論說我看起來多么像一個蓬頭垢面的足球運動員。但是，她沒有。祖母認為我很漂亮?？粗鴳阎谐舐膵雰核难劬ψ兊霉獠蕣Z目，幸福萬分。這是她第一個孫女啊，真漂亮，她說。

　　在我高一期末考試之前，她去世了。七年前，她的醫(yī)生就診斷出奶奶患了早老性癡呆癥;七年前，我們家就成為這種疾病的專家，然而，逐漸地，我們還是失去了她。

　　她說話的時候總是斷斷續(xù)續(xù)。一年年過去了，她說的話也越來越少，直到最后一個字也說不出了。偶爾能聽到她說出一個字我們就覺得運氣很好了。那時我們家才意識到她的一生走到終點了。

　　她去世前一個星期，身體就完全不能自理了，醫(yī)生們決定把她送到收容所。收容所。進到那里面的人沒有活著出來的。

　　我告訴父母我想去看她。我必須見到她。我抑制不住的好奇心戰(zhàn)勝了壓抑勇氣的恐懼。

　　在我請求兩天之后媽媽帶我去了收容所。祖父和兩個姑姑也去了那里，但當我走進奶奶的房間里，他們都在走廊里止步了。祖母坐在一個靠近她床的松軟的大椅子里，無精打采地坐著，閉著眼睛，嘴巴麻木地張開著。嗎啡使她處于睡眠狀態(tài)。我的眼神快速地移動，窗戶、花卉以及祖母看人的方式上。我艱難地接受著這一切，心里明白這將是我最后一次見到祖母了。

　　我慢慢地在她對面坐下來，拿起她的左手，握在我的手心里，拂去她臉上一縷零散的金發(fā)。我就坐在她面前，一動不動地看著她，沒有任何感覺。我張了張嘴，卻什么也沒有說。我無法接受她坐在那里的糟糕情形，那么無助。

　　接著，她的小手把我的手抓得越來越緊。她開始說話，聽起來好似輕柔的呼叫。她好像要痛苦地哭起來。然后，她說話了：

　　“杰西卡，”清晰明白。我的名字，是在叫我!在四個孩子、兩個女婿、一個兒媳、六個孫子中，她認出是我了。

　　那一刻，就好像有人在我腦子里放映家庭電影一樣。我看到祖母為我洗禮;我看到她出現(xiàn)在我十四歲那年的獨舞表演上;我看到她滿臉自豪地帶給我玫瑰;我看到她在廚房的地板上跳踢踏舞;我看到她指著自己布滿皺紋的臉頰告訴我說我的大酒窩就是從她那里繼承的;我看到在其他大人都在吃感恩節(jié)晚餐時她在跟孫兒孫女們玩游戲。我看到在圣誕節(jié)時她和我坐在我的臥室里贊美我們裝飾明亮的圣誕樹。

　　現(xiàn)在我看著她，就像以前她看我一樣……我哭了。

　　我知道她再也看不到我最后的畢業(yè)獨舞表演了;我知道她再也看不到我為另一場足球賽歡呼了;我知道她再也不會和我坐在一起欣賞圣誕樹了;我知道她再也不會去參加我的畢業(yè)舞會了;我知道她再也看不到我高中畢業(yè)、大學畢業(yè)，也看到我結婚了;我知道她再也看不到我第一個孩子出世了。想到此，我的眼淚不停地順著臉頰流下來。

　　然而我之所以哭泣，主要是因為我終于明白我出生那天她的感受了。她仔細地看了外部更注意到了內部，她看到的是一個小生命。

　　我慢慢地放開了她的手，擦了擦弄臟她臉頰以及我的臉頰的淚水。然后我站起來，彎下身子親了親她。

　　“你看起來真漂亮。”

　　最后久久地凝視了她一眼，我轉身離開了收容所。