Looking at life through the eyes of Children

His words are always more candied than candid.他的甜言蜜语多于诚恳。

Reckless drivers cannot be wreckless drivers. 2.司机粗心必出事故Let sleeping dogs lie. 让狗静卧。

（别惹是生非）Accident: car, caress, careless and carless.飞来横祸驾车上路、卿卿我我、马马乎乎、汽车没了。

Penny wise and pound foolish. 小事聪明，大事糊涂。

Scientists See Planet outside Solar System天文学家观察到天外有天。

（太阳系以外的行星）三十岁之后，看见破旧肮脏的的士都心烦。

After thirty, even the sight of a shabby and sordid taxi may sicken me.First thrive and then wife. 先发迹后娶妻。

The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain西班牙的雨主要集中在平原。

I love thee to the depth and breath and height,My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight.Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure. 财产丰厚，快乐享受。

Garlic makes a man wink, drink and stink.大蒜使人眨眼，口渴、口臭。

He let the beer gurgle down the throat.他把啤酒咕噜一下喝了下去。

He flopped down the bag and ran to help us.他噗地一声放下袋子，赶来帮助我们Whenever I go, my little brother dogs my footsteps. 无论我上哪，我的小弟弟总与我形影不离。

英⽂歌词proud of youLove in your eyesSitting silent by my side Going on Holding hand Walking through the nights Hold me up Hold me tight Lift me up to touch the sky Teaching me to love with heart Helping me open my mindI can flyI'm proud that I can flyTo give the best of mineTill the end of the time Believe me I can flyI'm proud that I can flyTo give the best of mineThe heaven in the skyStars in the skyWishing once upon a time Give me love Make me smile Till the end of lifeHold me up Hold me tightLift me up to touch the sky Teaching me to love with heartHelping me open my mindI can flyI'm proud that I can flyTo give the best of mineTill the end of the timeBelieve me I can flyI'm proud that I can flyTo give the best of mineThe heaven in the skyCan't you believe that you light up my way No matter how that ease my pathI'll never lose my faithSee me flyI'm proud to fly up highShow you the best of mineTill the end of the timeBelieve me I can flyI'm singing in the skyShow you the best of mineThe heaven in the skyNothing can stop meSpread my wings so wideyesterday once morewhen i was young i'd listen to the radio waiting for my favorite songs when they played i'd sing along,it make me smile.those were such happy times and not so long agohow i wondered where they'd gone.but they're back again just like a long lost friendall the songs i love so well.every shalala every wo'wostill shines.every shing-a-ling-a-ling that they're starting to sing so finewhen they get to the partwhere he's breaking her heartit can really make me cry just like before.it's yesterday once more.(shoobie do lang lang)looking bak on how it was in years gone by and the good times that had makes today seem rather sad,so much has changed.it was songs of love that i would sing to them and i'd memorise each word. those old melodies still sound so good to me as they melt the years away every shalala every wo'wo still shinesevery shing-a-ling-a-ling that they're startingto singso fineall my best memorise come back clearly to me some can even make me cry just like before.it's yesterday once more.(shoobie do lang lang)every shalala every wo'wo still shines.every shing-a-ling-a-ling that they're starting to singso fineevery shalala every wo'wo still shines.every shing-a-ling-a-ling that they're starting to singRhythm of the RainListen to the rhythm of the falling rain, Telling me just what a fool I’ve been.I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain, And let me be alone again.The only girl I care about has gone away. Looking for a brand new start!But little does she know that when she left that day.Along with her she took my heart.Rain, please tell me now. Does that seem fair for herTo ste al my heart away when she don’t careI can’t love another, when my heart’s somewhere far away.The only girl I care about has gone away. Looking for a brand new start!But little does she know that when she left that day.Along with her she took my heart.Rain, won’t you tell her that I love her so Please ask the sun to set her heart aglowRain in her heart and let the love we knew start to grow.Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain, Telling me just what a fool I’ve been.I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain, And let me be alone again.Oh, listen to the falling rain--pitter-patter...Tomorrow will be betterWhen you wake up in the morning When you haven't started to think There is a whole brand new day Open wide and waiting for youI know in life's sorrowyou're on the verge of drowningMay your tears flee with yesterday blow away with the windWhen you wake up in the morning When you haven't started to thinkThe world is out there callingopen eyes to new beginningA newborn sun is shinningChasing shadows from your mind Everything will be alive,under the sunshine's smileCome out from your cornerNo doubt in join usYou can decide the future Devote your youthful power to this world Come together, hand in hand together I know you'll doWe pray and believethat tomorrow will be better.No, I don't know what your name isBut you're so familiar to meCause we belong to one familyYou can hear my heart callingLife can be music,rainbows can be reachedIf you face yourself trulykeep striving for your dreamCome out from your cornerNo doubt in join usYou can decide the futureDevote your youthful power to this world Come together, hand in hand togetherI know you'll doWe pray and believethat tomorrow will be better.When you wake up in the morning When you haven't started to think There is a whole brand new day Open wide and waiting for youI know in life's sorrowyou're on the verge of drowning May your tears flee with yesterday Blow away with the windCome out from your cornerNo doubt in join usYou can decide the futureDevote your youthful power to this world Come together, hand in hand togetherI know you'll doWe pray and believethat tomorrow will be better.Sunshine in the RainWhen I'm in Berlin you're off to London When I'm in New York you're doing RomeAll those crazy nights we spend togetherAs voices on the phoneWishing we could be more telepathicTired of the nights I sleep aloneWishing we could redirect the trafficAnd we find ourselves a home Can you feel the raindrops in the desertHave you seen the sunrays in the darkDo you feel my love when I'm not present Standing by your side while miles apart Sunshine in the rainLove is still the sameSunshine in the rainSunshine in the rainLove is still the sameSunshine in the rain Even if we call the highest powerWe can only do one town a timeWords are not enough action speaks louder Second time around Can you feel the raindrops in the desertHave you seen the sunrays in the darkDo you feel my love when I'm not present Standing by your side while miles apart Sunshine in the rainLove is still the sameSunshine in the rainSunshine in the rainLove is still the sameSunshine in the rain Oh oh la la laOh oh la la la When I'm in Berlin you're off to LondonWhen I'm in New York you're doing RomeAll those crazy nights we spend togetherAs voices on the phone Can you feel the raindrops in the desertHave you seen the sunrays in the darkDo you feel my love when I'm not present Standing by your side while miles apart Sunshine in the rainLove is still the sameSunshine in the rainSunshine in the rainLove is still the sameSunshine in the rainTake Me to Your HeartHiding from the rain and snow Trying to forget but I won’t let go Looking at a crowded street Listening to my own heart beat So many people all around the worldTell me where do I find someone like you girl*Take me to your heart take me to your soul Give me your hand before I’m oldShow me what love is - haven’t got a clue Show me that wonders can be trueThey say nothing lasts foreverWe’re only here todayLove is now or neverBring me far away**Take me to your heart take me to your soul Give me your hand and hold me Show me what love is, be my guiding star It’s easy, take me to your heartStanding on a mountain highLooking at the moon through a clear blue sky I should go and see some friendsBut they don’t really comprehendDon’t need too much talking without saying anythingAll I need is someone who makes me wanna singDays on my pastI recall when I was young OH，I will play and always having funwith the neighbour next to meAnd we’ll play until the setting suntry to be The best among the othersin a game call the “Spider battle”It doesn’t matter,who is the best howthose were the days of my pastfew years later when I got to school and was late for lesson all the timeAlways day dreaming in the classtill I don’t even know the lessons doneThen my teacher always tell menever ever be lazy againwhat can I do nowWhat can I say nowThose were the days of my pastAs the days go on and onI grew up and had my first lovecandle light and sandy beachfinally give away my first kissmother said I was too young to fall in love and then I will one day regret so love was over but I do miss herthose were the days of my pastjust when I left my high school and got my first job as a salesmenworking hard all day and nightno one there to lend a helping handdaddy told me not to worry andsaid that I should go on step by stepwhat can I say nowwhat can I do nowthose were the days of my pastthen once day I settled down with the only one I really lovegona small family with two kid that is what I’m always hoping forBut I still remember having fun with all my friends when I was youngI miss my hometown I miss my old friend Those were the days of my past I miss my hometown I miss my old friend Those were the days of my past (When will I see them again)。

发现美的眼睛高三英语作文素材English Composition: The Eyes to Discover BeautyThe journey began with a simple act of observation. I started by looking at the world through a different lens, noticing the intricate details that often go unnoticed. The dew on the morning grass, the vibrant hues of a sunset, and the laughter of children at play all became sources of inspiration and joy.One of the most profound experiences was during a school trip to an art museum. There, amidst the canvases and sculptures, I was struck by the power of art to capture and express beauty. The artists had seen what I had not, and through their work, they opened my eyes to the beauty that can be found in every stroke of a brush and every chiseled line.This realization led me to appreciate beauty in unexpected places.I found it in the resilience of a flower growing through the cracks of a sidewalk, in the harmony of a well-orchestrated piece of music, and in the kindness of a stranger's smile. Each of these moments was a testament to the fact that beauty is not just something to be seen, but something to be felt and experienced.The process of discovering beauty has also been a journey of self-discovery. It has taught me to be patient, to be present, and to find joy in the simple things. It has shown me that beauty is not always grand or extravagant; sometimes, it's in the quiet moments that speak the loudest.In conclusion, the eyes to discover beauty are a gift that each of us possesses. They are the windows to a world full of wonder and inspiration. By opening these eyes, we can transform our ordinary lives into a canvas of extraordinary experiences. As I stand on the cusp of adulthood, I carry with me the lessons of beauty, the knowledge that there is always something to appreciate, no matter how small or seemingly insignificant.Chinese Translation: 发现美的眼睛在日常生活的喧嚣中，我们很容易忽视周围的美。

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12岁的阿富汗富家少爷阿⽶尔与仆⼈哈桑情同⼿⾜。

然⽽，在⼀场风筝⽐赛后，发⽣了⼀件悲惨不堪的事，阿⽶尔为⾃⼰的懦弱感到⾃责和痛苦，逼⾛了哈桑，不久，⾃⼰也跟随⽗亲逃往美国。

成年后的阿⽶尔始终⽆法原谅⾃⼰当年对哈桑的背叛。

为了赎罪，阿⽶尔再度踏上暌违⼆⼗多年的故乡，希望能为不幸的好友尽最后⼀点⼼⼒，却发现⼀个惊天谎⾔，⼉时的噩梦再度重演，阿⽶尔该如何抉择?⼩说如此残忍⽽⼜美丽，作者以温暖细腻的笔法勾勒⼈性的本质与救赎，读来令⼈荡⽓回肠。

CHAPTER ONE I became what I am today at the age of twelve, on a frigid overcast day in the winter of 1975. I remember the precise moment, crouching behind a crumbling mud wall, peeking into the alley near the frozen creek. That was a long time ago, but it's wrong what they say about the past, I've learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out. Looking back now, I realize I have been peeking into that deserted alley for the last twenty-six years. One day last summer, my friend Rahim Khan called from Pakistan. He asked me to come see him. Standing in the kitchen with the receiver to my ear, I knew it wasn't just Rahim Khan on the line. It was my past of unatoned sins. After I hung up, I went for a walk along Spreckels Lake on the northern edge of Golden Gate Park. The early-afternoon sun sparkled on the water where dozens of miniature boats sailed, propelled by a crisp breeze. Then I glanced up and saw a pair of kites, red with long blue tails, soaring in the sky. They danced high above the trees on the west end of the park, over the windmills, floating side by side like a pair of eyes looking down on San Francisco, the city I now call Home. And suddenly Hassan's voice whispered in my head: "For you, a thousand times over". Hassan the harelipped kite runner. I sat on a park bench near a willow tree. I thought about something Rahim Khan said just before he hung up, almost as an after thought. "There is a way to be good again". I looked up at those twin kites. I thought about Hassan. Thought about Baba. Ali. Kabul. I thought of the life I had lived until the winter of 1975 came and changed everything. And made me what I am today. 第⼀章 我成为今天的我，是在1975年某个阴云密布的寒冷冬⽇，那年我⼗⼆岁。

人生自有诗意,诗意美在四季英语作文Life is Full of Poetry, and Poetry's Beauty is Found in the Four SeasonsHave you ever stopped to really look at the world around you? I mean really look - not just glance at things, but truly observe them with curious eyes and an open mind. If you have, you'll know that life itself is poetic. Every day holds magic and wonder if you just pay attention.The wind whispering through the trees, raindrops dancing on puddles, a colorful butterfly flitting from flower to flower - these are Nature's little poems playing out all around us. That's why I love the changing seasons so much. Each one brings its own unique sights, sounds, and feelings that stir up the poet inside me.Let me tell you about the the special beauty I find in each of the four seasons:SpringAhh, spring! After the long, cold sleep of winter, the world awakens with a vibrant breath of life. I love watching the little green buds appear on the bare branches, slowly unfurling into bright new leaves. The birds return from their journey south,filling the air with their cheerful songs. Tulips, daffodils, and crocuses push up through the soil to greet the warm sunshine.To me, spring is Nature's poet standing up and stretching after a long nap, flexing its creative muscles. The season itself is like a fresh start, a blank page waiting to be filled with new adventures and possibilities. Just breathing in spring's crisp, rainy air fills me with energy and excitement for the months ahead.One of my favorite spring poetry moments is watching the bees flit from blossom to blossom. They move with such passion and purpose, as if they instinctively understand that without them, the flowers couldn't be pollinated to bloom into full beauty. I'm reminded that we all have an important role to play in life, no matter how small we may seem.SummerWhen summer arrives, it's as if spring's poet picks up the pace with a swing of fevered inspiration! The hot sun brings everything into its full, lush glory. Trees are dressed in their deepest shades of green, flowers are exploding with rich color, and the air dances with the songs of birds and insects.To me, summer feels like one long, lazy poem celebrating life's sensory delights. I love walking barefoot through the cool grass, its blades tickling my toes. What could be more poetic than sinking your teeth into a sun-warmed strawberry, letting its sweet juices run down your chin? Or watching a dazzling hummingbird hover and zip from bloom to bloom? Summer is a time to bask in the простых удовольствий that nourish both body and soul.One of my favorite summer activities is cloud watching. I'll lie on my back, picking out whimsical shapes in the puffy white clouds drifting across the brilliant blue sky. A fluffy elephant, a mythical dragon, a sublime swan - the possibilities are endless! It's as if the clouds are doing their own poetic shadow-play for those who pause to admire their handiwork.AutumnWhen autumn arrives, I imagine Nature's poet shifting to more pensive, soulful works. Summer's vibrant energy begins giving way to a certain wistful beauty. The leaves turn into a multi-colored masterpiece - scarlets, golds, oranges - before fluttering one-by-one to the ground.To me, autumn has a bitter-sweet feel, like the poet is looking back on summer's adventures and revelries with bothcontented smiles and a few wistful sighs. The morning air takes on a crisp chill, and the shorter days bring a premature twilight. Yet there's a cozy comfort to being able to wear your favorite sweater again and savor hot apple cider.I love the harvest season's simple pleasures, like collecting bright leaves in my backpack on the way home from school. Even the leaves crunching under my feet has a lyrical quality to me. Then there are the Halloween pumpkins grinning from doorsteps and porches - little poems etched into their orangey, weathered surfaces.WinterFinally, when winter arrives, I see Nature's poet take on a more spare, meditative style. Gone are the vibrant colors and lush growth of the warm seasons. The landscape becomes a minimalist study in whites, grays, and browns.To me, winter has an almost reverent, hushed feel. A fresh blanket of snow seems to muffle all sound except for the occasional crack of a frozen branch or the delightful giggles of children sledding down a hill. I find beauty in the Way the spidery branches are outlined with crystalline ice. Even bundling up tight against the cold holds certain poetry - being able to see your own breath puffing out in misty clouds.My favorite winter wonderland moments are after a light snowfall when the entire world is muffled in soft white. Every bent pine bough is sweetly frosted with clinging snow. The pristine drifts sparkle like diamond dust in the pale sunlight. To me, it's like Nature's poet is whittling every image down to its most essential, pure form - a single trapped dewdrop, a bird's spindly footprint, the wind's calligraphic whirls. In the stillness, I'm reminded how even in winter's apparent austerity, there is life simply resting and awaiting its next lively expression.A Never-Ending PoemSo you see, each season overflows with its own unique wonders and poetry for those willing to open their senses and hearts. Together, the four seasons form one grand, endlessly unfolding poem celebrating the beauty and magic of life itself. We just have to slow down, pay attention, and let ourselves become fully immersed in Nature's lyrical creations all around us.I hope that by sharing my perspectives, you'll start noticing the little poems and rhymes constantly percolating through the natural world. Be like a poet yourself - let your eyes linger on a rainbow spectrum of falling leaves, let your fingers trace the delicate wings of a butterfly, let your nose be enraptured by the perfume of a wildflower patch in bloom. Life brims with "aha"moments and eternal muses for those who take the time to drink in the poetic details. All you have to do is look for them.。

爱眼睛,爱生活英语作文Love your eyes, love your life. 爱护眼睛，热爱生活。

Our eyes are one of the most precious organs in our body. 眼睛是我们身体中最宝贵的器官之一。

They allow us to see the beauty of the world, to appreciate colors, shapes, and forms. 它们让我们看到世界的美丽，欣赏颜色、形状和形态。

Without healthy eyes, our quality of life would be greatly diminished. 没有健康的眼睛，我们的生活质量就会大大降低。

Taking care of our eyes is crucial to maintaining good vision and overall health. 照顾我们的眼睛对于保持良好的视力和整体健康至关重要。

One important aspect of eye care is getting regular eye exams. 眼部护理的一个重要方面是定期进行眼部检查。

These exams can help detect any potential issues early on and prevent them from developing into more serious problems. 这些检查可以帮助及早发现任何潜在问题，并防止它们发展成更严重的问题。

In addition to regular check-ups, it is important to protect our eyes from harmful UV rays. 除了定期检查，保护眼睛远离有害的紫外线也很重要。

Wearing sunglasses with UV protection can help prevent conditions like cataracts and macular degeneration. 戴有紫外线保护的太阳镜可以帮助预防像白内障和黄斑变性这样的疾病。

《Beautiful》EminemLately I've been hard to reach最近我变得无法让人接近I've been too long on my own我已经太久一个人Everybody has a private world每个人都有自己的天空Where they can be alone好让自己来有片刻安宁Are you calling me, are you trying to get through 你打电话找我么，想和我说说话么Are you reaching out for me,你想了解我么，and I'm reaching out for you我也想了解了解你I'm just so fuckin' depressed我就是感到很压抑I just can seem to get out this slump似乎就是无法从萧条中逃出去If I could just get over this hump除非我能把这座山头给翻过去But I need something to pull me out this dump我需要一些东西把我从忧郁里拉出去I took my bruises, took my lumps身上带着淤青和肿块Fell down and I got right back up摔倒了也立刻爬起来But I need that spark to get psyched back up但我需要那种快感来使我的精神振作起来And the right thing for me to pick that mic back up 这样才能回到麦克风前I don't know how I pry away不知道怎么做到因为什么或什么时候And I ended up in this position I'm in告别了处在这种状态中的我I starting to feel distant again再次开始感到冷漠So I decided just to beat this pain所以我便拿起笔来开火Up and tried to make an attempt to vent但我真的无法But I just can't admit承认一个事实Or come to grips, with the fact that就是我可能会I may be done with rap和饶舌一同去死I need a new outlet我需要一个新的出口I know some shits so hard to swallow并且我懂有些事情无法吞的下喉But I just can't sit back and wallow但我会退后一步In my own sorrow在我的伤感中颠簸But I know one fact但我知道一个事实I'll be one tough act to follow可不是一件轻松的事One tough act to follow跟随我的脚步Copy别尝试One tough act to follow跟随我的脚步Here today, gone tomorrow今日毕，明日始But you have to walk a thousand miles漫漫长路即将开始Walk my shoes, just to see用我的眼，去发现What it's like, to be me成为我是什么感觉All be you, let's trade shoes交换灵魂，我是你Just to see what I'd be like to看看我究竟能不能Feel your pain, you feel mine感受你的痛，我的痛Go inside each other's mind深入彼此的灵魂中Just to see what we find试试看会有什么新发现Looking shit through each other's eyes透过对方的眼看看彼此的世界But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful OoOo但别让任何人说你不够美哦哦They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you sOoOoo让他们都去死你只需问心无愧所以哦哦Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful OoOo但别让任何人说你不够美哦哦They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you让他们都去死你只需问心无愧I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humor我觉得我的幽默感已经开始离我远去Everything is so tense and gloom所有事情绷得那么紧看起来那么忧郁I almost feel like I gotta check the temperature in the room 我觉得气氛不对想把它给换的干干净净Just as soon as I walk in就在我刚踏入房间的时候It's like all eyes on me就好像所有人都在盯着我看So I try to avoid any eye contact所以眼神的交流我尽量避免Cause if I do that then it opens a door to conversation如果不这么做的话就打开了话匣子Like I want that...好像我希望如此I'm not looking for extra attention我不是想吸引多余目光I just want to be just like you我只想成为你Blend in with the rest of the room和大多数人关系融洽Maybe just point me to the closest restroom或许只是告诉我最近的休息室在哪里I don't need fucking man servin'我不需要谁Tryin to follow me around, and wipe my ass来做我的跟屁虫或拍我马屁Laugh at every single joke I crack对我说的每个笑话到笑到面部抽筋And half of them ain't even funny like that尽管他们中有一半根本就无聊透顶Ahh Marshall, you're so funny man,哥们你太逗啦you should be a comedian, god damn你该去当个喜剧演员Unfortunately I am,不幸被你言中but I just hide behind the tears of a clown我只是藏在一个小丑的眼泪的后面So why don't you all sit down所以说你们为什么不试试静静坐下来Listen to the tale I'm about to tell聆听我将要诉说的故事Hell, we don't have to trade our shoes我们不用互换角色And you don't have to walk no thousand miles而你将无法知道我的苦涩Walk my shoes, just to see用我的眼，去发现What it's like, to be me成为我是什么感觉All be you, let's trade shoes交换灵魂，我是你Just to see what I'd be like to看看我究竟能不能Feel your pain, you feel mine感受你的痛，我的痛Go inside each other's mind深入彼此的灵魂中Just to see what we find试试看会有什么新发现Looking shit through each other's eyes透过对方的眼看看彼此的世界But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful OoOo但别让任何人说你不够美哦哦They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you sOoOoo 让他们都去死你只需问心无愧所以哦哦Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful OoOo但别让任何人说你不够美They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you sOoOoo 让他们都去死你只需问心无愧所以哦哦Nobody asked for life to deal us没有人会要求生活来With these bullshit hands with doubt赐给自己那些事情We have to take these cards ourselves我们得自力更生所以And flip them, don't expect no help别寄希望会有人来帮你Now I could have either just现在我可以呆在家呆坐Sat on my ass and pissed and moaned无病呻吟But take this situation in which I'm placed in但身在我的处境只能And get up and get my own振作起来靠你自己I was never the type of kid我从来不是那种只会等待的孩子To wait but I know to unpack his bags我会收拾自己的行李Never sat on the porch and hoped and prayed或者坐在走廊里并祈祷For a dad to show up who never did老爸出现尽管他一直没有来I just wanted to fit in我只是希望能融入Every single place每个地方Every school I went我去的每一所学校I dreamed of being that cool kid我梦想我能做个酷小孩Even if it meant acting stupid即便要表现的很傻Aunt Edna always told me阿姨告诉我要不许说话Keep making that face till it gets stuck like that直到面部僵化Meanwhile I'm just standing there然后我就开始一言不发Holding my tongue up trying to talk like this在那里试着这样说话Till I stuck my tungue on the frozen stop sign poll 接着我如同坠入冰窟走向极端不想言语，at 8 years old那年我才8岁啊I learned my lesson and那时我吸取了教训cause I wasn't tryin to impress my friends no more 因为我不想再引起朋友的注意But I already told you my whole life story但我已经告诉了你们我生命中全部的故事Not just based on my description不止是建立在我的笔墨文字上Cause where you see it from where you're sitting因为换个角度看你的看法Is probably 110% different将会110%不一样I guess we would have to walk a mile我猜我们至少该互换鞋子In each other's shoes, at least在彼此的生命里走上一英里What size you where?你鞋码多大I wear tens我穿10号Let's see if you can fit your feet看看你的脚穿我的鞋能不能正正好Walk my shoes, just to see用我的眼，去发现What it's like, to be me成为我是什么感觉All be you, let's trade shoes交换灵魂，我是你Just to see what I'd be like to看看我究竟能不能Feel your pain, you feel mine感受你的痛，我的痛Go inside each other's mind深入彼此的灵魂中Just to see what we find试试看会有什么新发现Looking shit through each other's eyes透过对方的眼看看彼此的世界But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful OoOo但别让任何人说你不够美哦哦They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you sOoOoo 让他们都去死你只需问心无愧所以哦哦Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful OoOo但别让任何人说你不够美哦哦They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you sOoOoo 让他们都去死你只需问心无愧所以哦哦Lately I've been hard to reach最近我变得无法让人接近I've been too long on my own我已经太久一个人Everybody has a private world每个人都有自己的天空Where they can be alone... sOoOoo好让自己来有片刻安宁所以哦哦Are you calling me, are you trying to get through OoOo 你打电话找我么，你打电话找我么哦哦Are you reaching out for me,你想了解我么，and I'm reaching out for you sOoOoo Oo Oo我也想了解了解你所以哦哦哦哦Yea... To my babies. Stay strong. Daddy will be soon 献给我的宝贝们，要坚强，爸爸就快到家了And to the rest of the world, god gave you the shoes 献给世上其他的人，上帝给了你属于你的鞋子That fit you, so put em on and wear em系好鞋带，整装待发And be yourself man, be proud of who you are做你自己，兄弟，为你的本色而自豪Even if it sounds corny,就算这话听着有点老土Don't ever let no one tell you, you ain't beautiful永远不要让任何人说你不够美SOoOoo所以哦哦。

如何做一名优秀的学生英语作文1.如何做一名优秀的学生英语作文My first experience of life is like a journey. Everyone will go through many things: swimming for the first time, cooking for the first time, going to primary school for the first time, solving problems by myself for the first time... What impresses me most is when I scored 79 on my first political test.With the advent of junior high school, the life of seven students is very tense and relaxed. In seven, my political scores were very good, and I scored more than 90 points in each exam. I’m proud. It’s seven, and I’m even more nervous about my study. I concentrated on reviewing other subjects, but ignored politics. The teacher’s unit test, I only tested more than 80, I didn’t take it to heart, thought it was a malfunction. As a result, the subsequent monthly exam completely broke my confidence and luck. In that exam, I only got 79 points in politics! This is my lowest score. I looked at the test paper unbelievably and counted the scores again and again to see if there was any mistake. But the facts proved that all I did was futile. This brightscore was like a blow to my head, and my mood fell to the bottom.I was very upset and found that it was all because of my pride and fluke. I’m determined to change all this and don’t want to go down again.After that, I listened carefully and took notes in class. Review, the back of the back, not a leak. Finally, the end of the term arrived, and I walked into the examination room with full confidence. In the end, my political score was 95. My high score is back! However, this time I understand that we should not be proud, but continue to work hard!2.如何做一名优秀的学生英语作文There are many firsts in life, one by one, like a star. They decorate the monotonous night sky very beautiful. It is because of their participation that our life becomes rich and colorful, full and beautiful.That was my first speech on the stage. When I came to think about it and finally chose me, my heart almost jumped out of my chest. My God? This is both a surprise and a big challenge for me! My grades are mediocre and there is nothing worth praising. I think: instead of losing face on the stage, it’s better to give the opportunity to those students with excellent resultsand generous behavior.Therefore, I summoned up the courage to give the opportunity to others before the speech contest had determined a good time. I came to the teacher’s office, explained to the teacher that my ability was not competent for this matter, and recommended several students to the teacher. Before I finished, the teacher said to me: “It doesn’t matter whether you can win the championship or not. The important thing is that you can get experience in this speech conference. I don’t want good students to do what they can and blindly do such things again. It’s difficult for them to make great development. In this way, it’s better to give you the opportunity. I hope you can work hard to make yourself develop greatly and win honor for the class.”Look at the eager eyes of the teacher. I can’t refuse any more.In order to win the championship, I recite the speech over and over again. I won’t tolerate it until it reaches my satisfaction, because the opportunity to show myself is coming! Every night, I have to recite it three or four times. The speech is like a part of my life, and the content has already been engraved inmy mind. I believe I won’t forget it in three or four years. The rest is waiting for the opportunity.The speech conference is coming! I walked onto the stage trembling. After all, it was the first time. My legs shook involuntarily like chaff. The teacher stood on the stage and looked at me with affirmation and encouragement. On the contrary, the judge’s teacher’s stern eyes could see through people. My courage disappeared in an instant, my hands and feet were cold, and my heart pounded like a little rabbit At the beginning, my voice was weak, and I didn’t have the courage to make a speech, which made the judge teacher frown. However, the teacher always firmly believed in me. Somehow, I always felt a force pouring into my heart, and my heart was as calm as the water, as if there was nothing around, just me and the speech. My voice changed I was shocked by the strength and boldness of vision. Finally, I succeeded. Looking at the surprised eyes of my classmates and the praise of my teachers, I stepped down with honorThrough this experience, I understand a truth: in fact, there is nothing you can’t do in the world. As long as you dare to break through and insist, you will gain something!3.如何做一名优秀的学生英语作文In a hurry, six years passed in the twinkling of an eye. Although the time of primary school is short, it is very beautiful. There are gains and lessons, joy and pain. We will leave our alma mater and enter middle school soon, but how I want to be a primary school student again.If I can be a primary school student again, I will abide by the teacher’s instructions and live up to my parents’ expectations. In class, I will concentrate on listening to the teacher. I won’t make small moves or talk in class. I will use my limited time to learn, gain more knowledge and help more people in need. I will also be a primary school student who loves the collective, loves his classmates and is willing to help others.If I could be a primary school student again, I would love the environment. Protect every plant in the campus, don’t Scribble on the wall, don’t touch the clean wall with my dirty hands, don’t take the lives of grass and flowers, and don’t throw peel and paper scraps. I will also cherish water resources, not waste every drop of water, and make our home and school better.If I can be a primary school student again, I will get rid of the bad habit of carelessness. In the past, I always reviewed my lessons and didn’t take the examination seriously, resulting in carelessness, so that the wrong questions in the examination were always loopholes, which not only made me very frustrated, but also frustrated my self-confidence. So I made up my mind to get rid of the bad habit of carelessness and be a careful person in life. How I want to be a primary school student again, cherish every minute at that time, constantly enrich and improve ourselves, our childhood will be like colorful soap bubbles, carrying our dreams farther and farther!4.如何做一名优秀的学生英语作文Time flies like a shuttle. We walked into the school gate in the warm sunshine and began a new journey. Behind us are the expectations of parents and teachers. We should work harder and strive to live up to the expectations of parents and teachers. If we want to be a qualified middle school student, I would like to propose:First of all, we should abide by school rules, middle school students’rules, middle school students’etiquette and so on. To be a qualified middleschool student, we should have good conduct, use reasonable learning methods and formulate reasonable work and rest time; In life, we should also pay attention to personal and collective health, and create a good learning environment for ourselves and everyone.In our daily communication with others, we should be polite and be civilized middle school students; In normal speaking, pay attention to polite language, pay attention to occasions, have a friendly attitude and speak Mandarin. Do not enter other people’s rooms without permission, use other people’s articles, and do not read other people’s letters and diaries. Do not interrupt others at will, and do not disturb others’study and rest. Stand up to pay tribute to the teacher at the beginning and end of class. After class, please ask the teacher to go first. Salute and say hello when you see the teacher or elders, stand up when you answer the teacher’s questions, and be sincere when you give advice to the teacherShouldn’t we, as a qualified middle school student, take the initiative to do these in these details?5.如何做一名优秀的学生英语作文Some students may be surprised. What can we talkabout how to be a student? Carrying a schoolbag to school is not a student? Yes, but it’s not so easy to be a really qualified student. What I want to talk about here is to be a qualified middle school student.A qualified student should be a student of good conduct. Good conduct means that he must be a person with noble moral sentiment, positive and enterprising, a person with code of conduct and full of ideals. Hugo, a famous French writer, said: the broadest in the world is the ocean. What is broader than the ocean is the sky, and what is broader than the sky is the human mind. A loving person will never feel lonely in life. Start by loving the plants and trees around you and love all the good things in life.Knowing how to cherish is also an important sign of qualified middle school students. How often we are in the midst of happiness, that is to say, we do not cherish that happiness. Here, I will try my best to appeal to all the students with a weak voice: cherish our golden years! Don’t take it easy, white young head, empty sad; Please cherish all the beautiful things we have! In this way, we will gradually become better.Students, with the rising sun in the first round of the new semester, each of us has opened a new pagein the course of life. Thinking about the past, we have made too many mistakes and missed too much. Then, let the poetry of the great poet Tagore wake up our hope.I have missed the sun, but do not cry, otherwise I will miss the stars and the moon. Dear students: raise your smiling face and leave your shadow behind!6.如何做一名优秀的学生英语作文If primary school life is the first step in life, secondary school is the most difficult and beautiful step in life. All the habits, whether the life is good or not, are decided in these six years. Many children swear to themselves when they enter middle school that they must be admitted to a famous university in the future. But not many succeeded in the end. If you want to get close to your dream, the first step is to think about how to be a qualified middle school student. Many successful people recall their school days, and most of them are learning.As the saying goes, as long as you have deep Kung Fu, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle. If we can arrange our time reasonably, we can get twice the result with half the effort. Therefore, we must first have a clear idea of the studies we will face in the future, so that we can not be arrogant and discouragedin our study and life, and pave the way for being a qualified middle school student.The second is the promotion of thought and morality. We pay little attention to details in life. In fact, many things are details that determine success or failure. Sometimes we are curious and want to see what is written in other people’s diaries, so the level of quality is reflected; Sometimes, we are selfish, so we break away from the collective and act alone; Sometimes, we forget the details and give in to our habits, so the road we tread is full of broken flowersThere are a lot of problems sometimes, which are caused by not paying attention to details and habits. Now that we have entered middle school and become a middle school student, we should ask ourselves higher and stricter. In life, we should work hard, strive for, let go of what we want, overcome difficulties, overcome disasters, be able to self-esteem, self love and self-improvement at any time, and drive away the haze of life with a smile. See the teacher, can also be polite, affectionately call the teacher good; If you see paper scraps, you can bend down and pick them up; If you see people who have difficulty moving, you can come forward to helpThese are the improvement of their own quality; All these are the foundation for being a qualified middle school student.Being a qualified middle school student includes a lot of things. I will use my most clean and beautiful youth to interpret the meaning of middle school students.7.如何做一名优秀的学生英语作文The drizzling rain accompanied us to wake up. The flustered morning is the most true portrayal of middle school students. What do we want in exchange for our classes, lectures and homework day after day? Just the last good job? No, at least our efforts will get a little sense of achievement at the bottom of our hearts. At the same time, it is also the best way to repay our parents. I believe every child will be a little relieved when he sees the happy smiling face of his parents, won’t he?Once we were at a loss and lost, but we all stepped into the middle school classroom step by step. We have grown up, not the childish child. We should understand the truth and distinguish right from wrong. Playing video games in class sounds like a childish behavior, but it really appears in the middle school classroom,saying that we don’t understand the rules, but we have studied the code of conduct for middle school students since we first entered school. What’s the reason? Disrespect for the teacher, or not interested in the course? I think it’s a little bit, but in the final analysis, our self-control is not strong enough. Make an analogy! There is 100 yuan on the ground at your feet. You dare not look at it, let alone pick it up! It’s the same in class. You know there’s a game console in the table hole. Can you even look at it? Generally speaking, playing video games is really wrong, but at the same time, we should also strengthen our self-control!Of course, a qualified middle school student doesn’t talk casually. A writer said: you can see a person only by a little thing. So work hard! For myself and my family, I hope that when we graduate, we will hand in a satisfactory answer for ourselves in the course of middle school students’code of conduct, and draw a perfect pause for middle school life!8.如何做一名优秀的学生英语作文Time flies like a shuttle. We walked into the school gate in the warm sunshine and began a new journey. Behind us are the expectations of parents and teachers.We should work harder and strive to live up to the expectations of parents and teachers. If we want to be a qualified middle school student, we must do:Pay attention to your code of conduct. Discipline and rules are indispensable in our daily work, study and life. Many facts can explain this truth, such as queuing to buy tickets; When walking on the road, you should obey the traffic rules; Even our daily actions are subject to certain requirements and constraints, otherwise everything will be out of order. As students, we have countless disciplines and rules to ask us to tell us what to do and what not to do. However, if we always study and live in a required environment, it is difficult to make progress, so we should learn to restrain ourselves, demand ourselves, change passivity into initiative, consciously abide by the daily code of conduct of middle school students, and use it to restrict our words and deeds.As a junior high school student, he should be sincere, frank, honest and trustworthy, be polite to others, love the collective, unite and help each other among students, abide by rules and disciplines, speak Mandarin, use polite language, study hard, be hardworking, be modest and prudent, work hard andfrugal, be filial to his parents, be strict with himself and abide by public morality. It is a responsible attitude towards yourself to develop a good standard of daily behavior. Sow a behavior, harvest a habit; Sow a habit, harvest a character; Sow a character and reap a destiny. “ Thus, we can know that behavior becomes a habit, habit forms a character, and character determines fate. We can’t rely on others. The secret to forming good habits lies in self-restraint. If you learn to control yourself, you will have the best teacher.Respecting teachers is also an act that our students must do. The ancients said, “one day is a teacher and all life is a father.”it can be seen that teachers have a position in people’s hearts. As a student, we should respect the teacher and the teacher’s personality. We should also respect the work of teachers. Accept the teacher’s criticism with an open mind and don’t contradict the teacher on the spot. Teachers’hard work is reflected in teaching. Students study with an open mind, listen carefully to each teacher’s class and achieve good academic results, which is the greatest respect for teachers. Students, we should always pay attention to our words and deeds,cooperate with teachers’ work, care about teachers’life, understand teachers with a sincere heart and regard teachers as our most respected people. I think if every student can join the ranks of self-discipline, pay attention to his code of conduct all the time, and cultivate himself into a good student who abides by the law, loves science, loves the motherland, loves the people, is honest and trustworthy, and has a sense of responsibility, he will find that the things and environment around him will be very different.To be a good middle school student, we should start from small things and accumulate experience bit by bit. Only in this way can we really become a qualified middle school student.如何做一名优秀的学生英语作文.doc。

动物眼中的世界英语作文The World Through the Eyes of Animals。

As humans, we often think of ourselves as the most important beings on the planet. However, if we take a step back and look at the world through the eyes of animals, we may realize that there is much more to the world than what we see.For example, imagine you are a bird soaring through the sky. From up high, you can see the vast expanse of the earth below, with its winding rivers, towering mountains, and sprawling cities. You can see the patterns of human activity, the fields of crops and the roads that connect them. But you can also see the beauty of nature, theforests and oceans that stretch out before you, teeming with life.Or consider the perspective of a dog, whose sense of smell is far more acute than our own. To a dog, the worldis a complex tapestry of scents, each one telling a story about the people and animals that have passed by. The smell of a fresh bone might lead a dog on a wild chase, while the scent of a familiar friend can bring comfort and joy.Even the smallest creatures have their own unique perspective on the world. A bee, for example, sees the world in ultraviolet light, allowing it to navigate andfind nectar in flowers that appear plain to our eyes. A spider, meanwhile, sees the world in a different way entirely, using vibrations to sense its surroundings and catch prey.All of these perspectives are valuable, and they remind us that the world is a diverse and complex place. By looking at the world through the eyes of animals, we can gain a greater appreciation for the wonders of nature, and we can learn to see the world in new and exciting ways. So the next time you see a bird in flight, a dog on a walk, or a bee buzzing by, take a moment to consider the world from their point of view, and see what you can learn.。

我的父亲英语作文我的父亲英语作文6篇人们常说父爱如山，可在我看来，我的父亲对我的爱，并非完全如山那样严峻，有时却如水那样温柔。

本文特意为大家收集整理了我的父亲英语6篇，希望大家喜欢！我的父亲英语作文一：My FatherEveryone has a father. My father is of middle height. He is stout and severe looking, with keen expressive eyes. On first sight you may feel he is hard to approach. In fact he is very kind and considerate. Appearance is often misleading, so judge not by appearance.I believe my father is a talented man. He is decisive and efficient in doing things. By his own talents and efforts, he has secured for the family a good soclal position and a comparatively rich life. People of all fields come to my house and, as a result, I gain lots of hard-earned social experiences and see more joys and sorrows of the world.But at home, he is a harsh parent. He has high expectations of me. When I am lazy and idling away my time, I can see that it hurts him deeply. When I am doing something great, such as writing a book, he is more than excited. With such a father I am always reminded to go on and on, never give up.我的父亲英语作文二：My fatherMy father always stands in the center of my life, from past till now and possibly in the future.My family was rather poor when I was in my childhood. We didn't have our own house and had to live in a shabby, small room rented from my father's factory. The room was so small that there was little space for people to walk. I didn't have my ownbed and had to sleep with my parents. This is terrible both for my parents and me.But father made this all different! Since the room was on the third floor, namely, the top floor in that old style building, the roof was quite high above the floor. So father got an idea. He bought two thick ropes and a flat wood that later was planed smooth, painted and drilled two holes on both ends.Then he hung the ends of ropes up to the roof. During the daytime, these two ropes would be tied up so that people down could walk freely! When night came, father would loose the ropes and tied them to the two holes of that flat wood. The length of these ropes was just long enough for me to sit or sleep on the board without other's help.So in this way my lovely, removable bed was born.When winter came, this special bed obviously wouldn't be able to make me feel warm enough. But father always had his so lution! He built a garret using some flat wood and iron sticks right above the bed. With some used iron tubes, he made an iron ladder for us to climb up to the garret. Besides, he made a wood en desk for me to do my homework, and some simple furniture for my clothes, books and something else he had in fact made a small bedroom for me.At first, my mother and I dared not climb for fear that it might collapse. But father climbed it everyday to prove its safety. The garret looked simple even shabby and the ladder seemed to decline soon. But later when I got used to it, I found it as solid as those made by professional carpenters.I carried all my personal things onto that garret. My father and I pasted red papers on the wall and painted the ugly furniture red. So the garret became the first "room" that belonged tome.When I was about to move to my new house, I just didn't want to leave. That garret was created with my father's love and sweat and intelligence, beautified with my hand and filled with so many sweet memories of my family! That hard but sweet life time would live in my memory forever with father stands in the center of it.我的父亲英语作文三：My FatherIf someone asks me who affects me most in my life, I will definitely tell him or her that the person should be no one else but my father. As a matter of fact, I have been much affected by father's humor, kindness, enterprise, strong will ever since I was a little girl.Father is well-known for his humor. He always makes use of his wit and humor to relax tense situation at work. He is m humorous that his colleagues and friends all enjoy staying with him. He also uses humor to create a very happy family atmosphere. My mother tends to chatter over little things. Sometimes she talks angrily without any pause. When this happens, father just listens to her without a word. "Why don't you say a word, man?", mother is more angry at father. At this time father would give a cup of tea to mother, then replies: "Why not have tea first, my dear? Just take your time to enjoy it. I'm always your attentive listener." Hearing these words, mother stops talking with her anger gone at once. Such funny scenes often appear between father and mother which makes our family life happy and interesting.我的'父亲英语作文四：My FatherMy father has small eyes,Wear a pair of glasses,looking more gently,the daddy's hair are not many, he said "the intelligent head does not grow hair"，daddy does the management, but daddyusually ever not talk bureaucratically to others, therefore his personal connection is specially good,is the same as me.daddy speaks always extremely temperately,never say hit the person,curse at people are also few,calculated scolded people not to be big, although sometimes also can be angry for a longtime,but just only about one day,could no surpass in one day-long.He usually educate me that the person must to be honestly,friendly to other,and working diligently.This is my father, I love him forever.我的父亲英语作文五：My FatherThere is always a brilliant image living in my heart. That is my dear father. Seen through the eyes of many other people, father seems to be a very ordinary person. But he is quite extraordinary in my eyes, I have never lost my wonder at his good-personalities such as diligence, devotion, care, optimism ever since my childhood.Being a farmer, father works very hard in the fields all the year round. He works from dawn till dusk every day and even till midnight when it is the harvest season. He seldom enjoys leisure with other farmers even if the farm work is not much. He chooses to live a busy life with reluctance to stop for a while.Father devotes all himself to our family. As we are poor, he always tries his best to support our family and afford the tuitions for my brother and me. For the whole family, for brother and me, he never stops working laboriously in the fields throughout the year. Now he has got a wrinkled face and white hair because of excessive hard work, looking much older and weaker than any other person of his age. In spite of all this, father never complains to us. It is his full devotion that we're living a better life now. It ishis full devotion that both my brother and I are able to study at college.Father shows much care to us children and my mother as well. Whenever there is any delicious food on the table, he just leaves it to us while he takes the simple one himself. If my brother and I fall ill, he will not hesitate a moment to get some medicine for us or take us to see the doctor. My mother suffers a bad disease. Father looks after her very carefully. He never lets mother do any heavy work both at home and in the field. Mother appreciates him m much that she often praises him as a model husband before others.Father is a person full of optimism. He never complains about our poor life. He is never frustrated by trouble. He often tells us that everything will be all right if we have enough confidence in life. Due to his optimism, we are all confident to face our life and work.We all think that father is not in the least an ordinary man. He plays an extraordinary role in my family. We can't have anything without him. Now I'm pursuing further studies at college far away from father. I miss him very much. And I often see him in my dreams. His great image is deeply carved in my mind.我的父亲英语作文六：My FatherMy father is a tall man with a pair of glasses. Everyone says he is a kind-hearted man. He often helps his neighbours and some strangers whom he doesnt know at all. He has really done a lot for others. I dont like him to do so because I think it has taken him too much time. When I discourage him, he always says with a smile,The world needs warm hearts.My father loves his family, and loves his work even better. Inthe company, he is called workaholic He spends most of his time working, and often forgets to have meals or to go to bed.As a result,he doesnt enjoy good health. My father likes reading in his spare time. He told me reading was very interesting. I became interested in reading little by little. I like books, because they help me in many ways. My father has a bad habit he likes smoking very much. I hate it. See, the house is full of smoke. I know its bad for his health as well as mothers and mine. I advise him to give up smoking. Im sure he will follow my advice some day. Such is my father. I am proud of having such a good father.。

独自走夜路那一刻我长大了英语作文全文共3篇示例，供读者参考篇1The Moment I Grew Up While Walking Alone at NightIt was a crisp autumn night, the kind where you can see your breath vaporing into the darkness. I had just left Ashley's house after one of our typical Friday night movie marathons and snack binges. We'd been best friends since we were little kids catching lightning bugs in my backyard on summer evenings. Our friendship was as comfortable as an old pair of jeans.As I began the ten block walk home, I felt completely at ease amidst the peaceful quiet of my neighborhood after midnight. The only sounds were the occasional car driving by and the dry leaves crunching beneath my shoes. With my mind wandering, I didn't notice the two figures emerge from between a couple of parked cars up ahead until they were just a few yards away.In an instant, my sense of security was shattered. My heart knocked hard against my chest as two scraggly men stepped into the dim streetlight, blocking my path. One was unshaven with stringy hair partially covering his face. The other wasyounger, his hateful eyes sizing me up like a piece of meat. I could smell the sharp odor of stale alcohol and cigarettes."Well, well, what do we have here?" the older man slurred in a gravelly voice. "A little girl who's out awfully late, ain't she?"The drunken leer on his cracked lips made my skin crawl. I wanted to run, but I was paralyzed by fear. Panic rose in my throat as they started moving toward me."P-please, just let me go home," I managed to whisper, my voice trembling. "I-I don't want any trouble."The younger one snickered. "Hear that, Paulie? She don't want no trouble." He pulled something from his jacket pocket, a knife by the looks of the flickering metal. "Maybe the little lady better give us her purse and phone then, yeah?"My heart pounded harder, if that was even possible. This couldn't be happening. Not here in my safe little neighborhood I'd grown up in. But those dead eyes told me this was all too real.I clutched my purse strap tighter, panic quickly giving way to anger. How dare these wastes of life try to terrorize me? Somewhere deep down, a resilience I never knew I had began welling up inside me."You're not getting anything from me," I said, my voice steadier than I expected. I stared straight into the would-be robber's eyes, unflinching.The younger one's sneer twisted into a sneer. "Is that right?" He took a step closer, brandishing the knife. "Maybe you didn't hear me, bitch..."That awful word ignited something primal in me. In one blind motion, I drew back my bulky purse and swung it squarely into his face. The metal belongings inside made a sickening thud as they connected with his cheekbone.He crumpled to the pavement with a stunned cry, grasping his face as blood oozed between his fingers. In that moment, time seemed to stand still as I stared down at him, every ragged breath amplified in the silence.The shock of my own brash action quickly dissolved as the older man started lurching toward me with a drunken growl. Without thinking, I swung my purse again, catching him squarely in the throat. He gasped and collapsed to his knees, wheezing and clutching his neck.I didn't wait around another second. With my heart pounding through my skull, I ran...sprinted as fast as my legscould carry me down those abandoned streets, not daring to look back. It was like the world had suddenly tilted on its axis. Nothing felt real anymore.By the time I reached home, I was sobbing uncontrollably. My parents ushered me inside, trying in vain to calm me down and understand what had happened. I must have seemed hysterical, clinging to them and gasping out muddled words between sobs of "attacked..." and "almost mugged..."After what felt like an eternity, I was finally able to convey a coherent explanation. I'll never forget the looks on my parents' faces - the rage, fear and thankfulness all intermingled. We ended up calling the police, but the attackers were never caught, having slithered away like the cowards they were.In the days and weeks that followed, I stayed close to home, venturing out only for school. I jumped at every sound, fear gripping me constantly. My innocence and faith in the world's safety had been shattered in the span of a few terrifying minutes.But in time, the shock began to fade, replaced by a strange sense of resilience. When I replayed that night in my mind, I no longer felt like a victim. Yes, I had been afraid, terribly afraid. But I had also found an inner strength and defiance I never knewexisted. For the first time in my life, I had truly stood up for myself.As the weather turned cold and brittle, I found myself walking alone at night once again. No longer was I afraid of what might be lurking in the darkness. This time, I prowled those streets with propelled confidence, my guard up and my senses awake to every potential threat.I had stopped being the naive girl who thought nothing bad could ever happen in her perfect little world. A layer of innocence and child-like wonder had been stripped away, replaced by the sober realization that the world could be an ugly, dangerous place. I knew in my bones that I would have to stay vigilant at all times to protect myself and what I loved.Yet within that harsh truth, I had also glimpsed my own power to fight back, to stand my ground rather than surrender to fear. No longer was I a fragile little girl, but a fierce young woman ready to face the world head-on. On the precipice between childhood and true adulthood, I had been forced to make that frightening transition practically overnight.That terrible, life-altering incident hadn't made me "hard" in the sense of bitter or calloused. Rather, it had steeled my spirit to the realities of life while leaving my core values intact - valueslike integrity, compassion and justice that my parents had instilled since birth. But I now moved through the world with eyes wide open, prepared to fight for those values if need be.In the years since that fateful autumn night, there have been many more trials and obstacles that further tested thisnew-found resilience and heightened awareness. At times, the weight of the world's darkness threatened to drag me under. Through it all, that one visceral experience continued to empower me to keep swimming against the current, even when it felt like too much to bear.Looking back, it's strange to realize how one split-second could alter the entire trajectory of your life and way of thinking forever, for better or worse. In my case, I made the choice not to let darkness and fear consume me, but rather to metabolize them into a driving force.Where others might have remained perpetual victims after such a traumatic incident, I arose from those ashes as a guardian of all that is just and good in this world. I fight each day to uplift those around me and affect positive change through service and advocacy. Along the way, that primal night that first awakened my own power to rise up continues to motivate and inspire me.Perhaps most importantly, it instilled a profound respect for listening to those gut instincts - having the courage to always trust that visceral inner voice, even when it defies all logic and perceived safety. I may have physically "grown up" in many ways that fateful autumn night as an innocent child. But I also found the essence of who I'm truly meant to be as a woman - someone willing to stare darkness in the eye and declare with resounding voice, "Not today, and not on my watch."篇2The Moment I Grew Up Walking Alone at NightIt was just another Friday night. School was out, and the weekend stretched ahead with its usual intoxicating promise of freedom and possibility. My friends and I had made some typically overambitious plans to attend a party across town. After working our usual after-school jobs, we met up at the diner near campus to fuel up on burgers and fries before embarking on our adventure.The night started out feeling deliciously unencumbered, one of those warm spring evenings tinged with excitement simply because we were young, unfettered, and the world seemed to bend willfully to our whims. We laughed and joked as we alwaysdid, feeling indestructible in that way unique to teenagers convinced of their immortality.When we finally headed out around 10pm, the streets were bathed in that peculiar alchemy of streetlamps and neon signs that gives even the most mundane locations a sense of romantic possibility at night. A few blocks from the party, one of the guys realized he'd left his buzzcard back at the diner to get us into the venue. Confident it would only take a few minutes, he offered to double back and grab it while we went ahead."Don't worry, I'll catch up in no time," he'd said with his signature nonchalance. We'd walked these streets thousands of times and saw no danger, so we didn't think twice about splitting up temporarily. With a casual "See you soon," we headed off in opposite directions.Within minutes of parting ways, I noticed a few shadowy figures up ahead, lingering on a corner in a way that seemed slightly ominous. My intuition quickly kicked in with a faint sense of unease. I tried to dismiss it - we'd been in this neighborhood countless times without issue. But something about the way they were positioned, seemingly watching passersby with idle intent, tripped an instinctive warning flare.I automatically angled my path to give them a wide berth, keeping to the outermost edge of the sidewalk. Head down, I walked a little faster now, mentally chanting "Just keep going, don't make eye contact..." My heart rate started to quicken as I could feel their stares tracking me.Suddenly one of them broke off from the pack, stepping into the street a few yards ahead to block my path. "Hey pretty girl, where you going all alone tonight?" he called out with a sinister leer.In an instant, my heart seemed to stop as shards of vulnerability pierced my naive teenage bravado. I was abruptly aware that I was a lone female at night, the streets no longer feeling friendly and innocuous. My throat went dry as two more shadowy figures materialized, slowly flanking me from behind in a deliberately predatory manner."Just out for a walk," I stammered lamely, my voice coming out as a reedy croak. I knew the breezy nonchalance was painfully unconvincing."You sure you don't want some company?" the ringleader propositioned with an unsettling wink as he started ambling closer. "Pretty girls like you shouldn't be out all alone at night. It can be...dangerous."I could feel panic clawing at my chest as my ubuntu fallacy, the blissful delusion that no harm could befall me because I was young and naive to the world's cruelties, shattered like glass. In that visceral moment, I understood bone-deep that I was just a vulnerable girl dwarfed by sinister presences closing in with ill intent.Mustering every ounce of adrenaline and bravado, I squeaked out "I'm fine, thanks," while quickly sidestepping their advance and breaking into a brisk trot. My pulse was thundering now, feet hitting the pavement quicker as their taunting laughter followed my retreat like a menacing echo.I didn't dare slow down until I was several blocks away and the safety of the party finally appeared ahead, the music and raucous laughter pouring out from the open windows sounding almost heavenly after that harrowing gauntlet. My shaky legs and panicked gasps for air betrayed the fact that I'd just run a mental marathon, aging years in those few nightmarish minutes.By the time my friend caught up, visibly confused by my frazzled state, my childhood had abandoned me. That night irrevocably shed the protective filter that had buffered me from the harsher realities of the world. The carefree innocence thathad imbued even our shadowy city streets with a playful sense of adventure was gone.In its place was the jarring truth that I inhabited a woman's body that made me vulnerable in innumerable situations where most men would never even glimpse peril. My female form could be objectified and threatened simply by existing in public spaces, no matter how innocuous. The cluelessly charmed life of my youth had fled.From that night on, I started looking over my shoulder regularly when out after dark. I avoided certain areas I once would have ambled through without a second thought. I stopped wearing headphones at night to ensure I could hear any potential threats approaching from behind. Running alone was an early morning endeavor, never attempted at night.My friends and I began instinctively coordinating travel plans with "I'll text when I'm home" communications after separating. We restricted our routes to busier thoroughfares and double checked that cars were locked while parking. Basic safety protocols for existing while female became reflexive.The harsh reality of personal safety precautions were simply the ante to pay for navigating the world while statistically at higher risk of becoming a potential target - for violence,objectification, or worse. Willful obliviousness was a luxury surrendered that night in exchange for the jadedness of pragmatic vigilance.I didn't even realize how thoroughly that singular experience ravaged the innocence of my youth until a male friend candidly remarked sometime later, "It must be exhausting always having to be on guard like that." His words stopped me in my tracks with their insightful truth.That jarring encounter was one brutal growing moment in which the warm embrace of girlhood naivete prizing curiosity, trust and worldly idealism was torn away to make room for the streetwise caution, vigilance, and worst-case contingency planning of womanhood. An instantaneous rite of passage into the adulthood of hard-won wisdom about managing implicit risk simply for daring to exist in public spaces while female.While the shift was subconscious at the time, it fundamentally recontoured how I inhabited spaces and saw my surroundings through a lens of potential risk assessment rather than ritzy teenage abandon. I'd love to claim I emerged from that crucible indelibly hardened, spirit forever galvanized into a pillar of unshakable strength and resolve. But the truth is that a palpable sense of vulnerability permanently undercut anysemi-deluded childhood belief that I was infallible or immune to potential harm.What was seared into my psyche instead was a solemn mantra - spaces and situations that appear innocuous to many can hold implicit menace for someone presenting as female who catches the wrong person's eye. A heightened sense of latent peril became the inexorable price for the audacity of existing while young and female in shared public spaces.Did I ultimately emerge from that startling rite of passage stronger and savvier about personal safety? Absolutely. More guarded and resilient when needing to advocate for myself? Without a doubt. But the euphoric innocence of girlhood was sacrificed in exchange for the steely self-preservation instincts of womanhood. Growing up that night came at the price of shedding the hard-won naivete and idealism I'd cultivated over nearly two decades.In those fateful moments of feeling shockingly exposed and alone on a shady street corner, my lifelong faith that basic human decency would protect me from harm dissolved in the face of raw menace. A brutal awakening to the grim truth that some disreputable people simply don't subscribe to those civilized norms of basic respect. A harsh indoctrination that eveninnocuous public spaces can contain insidious undercurrents of threat simply for looking like a potential target.What was stolen from me that night was the blissful privilege of wholehearted trust in the world's basic benevolence. In its place was the jarring wisdom that feeling fundamentally safe is itself a fragile provision that can be revoked without warning. A taxing but clear-eyed initiation into the paradox of boldself-assuredness and simultaneous hyper-vigilance that too many women are forced to master as the price of simplyco-existing in shared spaces.篇3The Moment I Grew Up While Walking Alone at NightThe streetlights cast an eerie, flickering glow onto the deserted sidewalk as I hurried home alone, my footsteps echoing in the stillness of the night. It was well past midnight, and an uneasy feeling had settled in the pit of my stomach. This wasn't the first time I'd walked home from a friend's house at this hour, but tonight felt different – heavier, somehow.Maybe it was because I was finally a senior in high school, perched on the precipice of adulthood. The endless possibilities of college and the "real world" awaited me after graduation,daunting yet exhilarating. I couldn't be a carefree kid forever; real responsibilities were fast approaching. That realization hung over me like a storm cloud as I navigated the empty streets, hyper-aware of every suspicious sound and shadow.I hugged my jacket tighter against the chill night air, quickening my pace. Staying out so late had always felt like an act of rebellion before –, a quiet defiance of curfews and parental rules, fueled by a sense of teenage invincibility. After all, what could happen? I knew this neighborhood like the back of my hand. But tonight, my mind started playing out increasingly terrifying what-ifs.What if someone tried to mug me or worse? I'd seen the local news stories about attacks and abductions. Doubt crept in, stripping away my usual bravado. I was a seventeen-year-old girl alone in the dead of night. Anything could happen, no matter how familiar these streets were. The weight of my own vulnerability crashed over me like a wave.My palm grew slick against the can of pepper spray in my jacket pocket that I'd never actually considered using before tonight. With each step, my heart pounded harder, drumming in time with the litany of haunting scenarios unfolding in my head. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched, followed.The urban landscape that had once felt so innocuous was suddenly brimming with potential threats and blind alleys to be avoided at all costs.By the time my house finally came into view, I was a mess of frayed nerves and churning anxiety. I fumbled with my keys at the front door, hands trembling, before finally letting myself inside and double-locking it behind me. Only then could I release the breath I'd been holding, collapsing against the door in relief. I'd made it home unscathed, but that brief journey had irrevocably shaken my sense of security and stolen away the last vestiges of childhood naivety.In those few harrowing blocks, the blinders had been ripped off. I was forced to confront harsh realities about the world that I'd been blissfully ignorant of until that point. It wasn't the cozy, protected environment I'd lived in up until then. Terrible things really could happen, even in seemingly safe spaces, and I wasn't immune just because I was young. A mantle of healthy fear and vigilance had been thrust upon me that night.As I replayed those anxious moments in my mind, a profound sense of gratitude washed over me for making it home okay. But it was also a wake-up call about the privilege I'd enjoyed by being able to walk around so carelessly at all hoursbefore now. How many women and minorities never had that luxury, being forced to constantly assess risks and take precautions I'd been oblivious to?That night was a brutal initiation into the hyper-awareness and calculated decisions that too many people have to make on a daily basis just to keep themselves safe. It was a heavy burden of adulthood that I hadn't been prepared to shoulder quite yet. But in that singular experience, the security blanket had been violently torn away to reveal the harsh world waiting on the other side of high school graduation. There was no going back to the way things were before.In the days and weeks afterward, I found myself making different choices. I avoided isolated areas, especially at night. I was more cautious about being out alone for too long and constantly mapping exits wherever I went. My mom's frantic calls when I was out late didn't seem so overbearing anymore; I finally understood where that fear came from in a very real,gut-punching way.Suddenly, the transition towards independence didn't seem quite as freeing and exciting as it had before that night. The sobering realities of adulthood loomed larger. While I'd fantasized about the ability to come and go as I pleased afterturning eighteen, now I had to weigh independence against the risks of being a young woman on my own navigating this unpredictable world. There was a heaviness that settled over me in the wake of that isolated, terrifying experience.But as traumatic as it was in the moment, I'm thankful for that night and the premature wake-up call it provided. Too many of us spend our youths coddled and oblivious to the dangers lurking that others have to be hyper-vigilant against every single day. In a weird way, having the veil lifted prepared me for the realities I'd soon be facing rather than allowing me to stay naively sheltered.I emerged from that solitary journey irreversibly changed –shaken, but wiser; still clinging to the lingering threads of childhood even as I was forcibly straddling the line into adulthood. While it was a harsh and unsettling transition, it made me comprehend on a bone-deep level the need to always remain aware of my surroundings and trust my instincts about people and situations that seem off, no matter how irrational the fears may seem on the surface.As scary as the experience was, I'm grateful that I don't take my safety for granted anymore. I now move through the world as a more vigilant, empowered adult instead of remaining aoblivious, reckless youth forever. That one harrowing walk was the turning point that ensured I'd be better equipped for the challenges of adulthood lying just ahead. In those few nighttime blocks, I grew up in a profound way – wilting momentarily under the sudden pressures of vigilance and fear, but ultimately emerging stronger, wiser, and with a deeper sense of the importance of staying safe in an unpredictable world.。

用美好的眼睛看世界英语作文Through the Lens of Beauty: A Perspective on the World怀揣美好，放眼世界In a world filled with complexities and challenges, it is essential to view life through the lens of beauty.This perspective allows one to appreciate the intricate tapestry of existence, finding joy in the simplest of things.在这样一个充满复杂性与挑战的世界里，用美好的视角看待生活显得尤为重要。

这样的视角使人们能够欣赏存在的纷繁复杂，从最简单的事物中找到快乐。

Embracing the beauty in life means noticing the vibrant hues of a sunrise, the soothing melody of birdsong, and the delicate dance of leaves in the wind.It"s about seeing the world as a canvas of endless possibilities, painted with strokes of wonder and magic.拥抱生活的美好意味着留意日出时的鲜艳色彩，鸟鸣的悠扬旋律，以及风中树叶的优雅舞姿。

这是将世界视为一个充满无限可能的画布，用惊奇与魔法的笔触描绘。

To see the world with beautiful eyes is to find hope amidst despair, love amidst hatred, and light amidst darkness.It"s a conscious choice to focus on the positive, even when faced with adversity.用美好的眼睛看世界，便是在绝望中寻找希望，在仇恨中寻找爱，在黑暗中寻找光明。

Three Days to Seeby Helen KellerHelen Keller, blind and deaf from infancy, became a successful lecturer, author and educator with the help of her teacher. In the following essay, she discussed how people should value their ability to see.All of us have read thrilling stories in which the hero had only a limited and specified time to live. Sometimes it was as long as a year; sometimes as short as twenty-four hours. But always we were interested in discovering just how the doomed man chose to spend his last days or his last hours. I speak, of course, of free men who have a choice, not condemned criminals whose sphere of activities is strictly delimited.Such stories set us thinking, wondering what we should do under similar circumstances. What events, what experiences, what associations should we crowd into those last hours as mortal beings? What happiness should we find in reviewing the past, what regrets? Sometimes I have thought it would be an excellent rule to live each day as if we should die tomorrow. Such an attitude would emphasize sharply the values of life. We should live each day with a gentleness, a vigor, and a keenness of appreciation which are often lost when time stretches before us in the constant panorama of more days and months and years to come. There are those, of course, who would adopt the Epicurean motto of "Eat, drink, and be merry;" but most people would be chastened by the certainty of impending death.In stories, the doomed hero is usually saved at the last minute by some stroke of fortune, but almost always his sense of values is changed. He becomes more appreciative of the meaningof life and its permanent spiritual values. It has often been noted that those who live, or have lived, in the shadow of death bring a mellow sweetness to everything they do.Most of us, however, take life for granted. We know that one day we must die, but usually we picture that day as far in the future. When we are in buoyant health, death is all but unimaginable. We seldom think of it. The days stretch out in an endless vista. So we go about our petty tasks, hardly aware of our listless attitude toward life.The same lethargy, I am afraid, characterizes the use of all our faculties and senses. Only the deaf appreciate hearing, only the blind realize the manifold blessings that lie in sight. Particularly does this observation apply to those who have lost sight and hearing in adult life. But those who have never suffered impairment of sight or hearing seldom make the fullest use of these blessed faculties. Their eyes and ears take in all sights and sounds hazily, without concentration, and with little appreciation. It is the same old story of not being grateful for what we have until we lose it, of not being conscious of health until we are ill.I have often thought it would be a blessing if each human being were stricken blind and deaf for a few days at some time during his early adult life. Darkness would make him more appreciative of sight; silence would teach him the joys of sound.Now and then I have tested my seeing friends to discover what they see. Recently I was visited by a very good friend who had just returned from a long walk in the woods, and I asked her what she had observed. "Nothing in particular," she replied. I might have been incredulous had I not been accustomed to such responses, for long ago I became convinced that the seeing see little.How was it possible, I asked myself, to walk for an hour through the woods and see nothing worthy of note? I who cannot see find hundreds of things to interest me through mere touch.I feel the delicate symmetry of a leaf. I pass my hands lovingly about the smooth skin of a silver birch, or the rough shaggy bark of a pine. In spring I touch the branches of trees hopefully in search of a bud, the first sign of awakening Nature after her winter's sleep. I feel the delightful, velvety texture of a flower, and discover its remarkable convolutions; and something of the miracle of Nature is revealed to me. Occasionally, if I am very fortunate, I place my hand gently on a small tree and feel the happy quiver of a bird in full song. I am delighted to have the cool water of a brook rush through my open fingers. To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug. To me the pageant of seasons is a thrilling and unending drama, the action of which streams through my finger tips.At times my heart cries out with longing to see all these things. If I can get so much pleasure from mere touch, how much more beauty must be revealed by sight. Yet, those who have eyes apparently see little. The panorama of colour and action which fills the world is taken for granted. It is human, perhaps, to appreciate little that which we have and to long for that which we have not, but it is a great pity that in the world of light the gift of sight is used only as a mere convenience rather than as a means of adding fullness to life.If I were the president of a university I should establish a compulsory course in "How to Use Your Eyes". The professor would try to show his pupils how they could add joy to their lives by really seeing what passes unnoticed before them. He would try to awake their dormant and sluggish faculties.Suppose you set your mind to work on the problem of how you would use your own eyes if you had only three more days to see. If with the oncoming darkness of the third night you knew that the sun would never rise for you again, how would you spend those three precious intervening days? What would you most want to let your gaze rest upon?I, naturally, should want most to see the things which have become dear to me through my years of darkness. You, too, would want to let your eyes rest long on the things that have become dear to you so that you could take the memory of them with you into the night that loomed before you.I should want to see the people whose kindness and gentleness and companionship have made my life worth living. First I should like to gaze long upon the face of my dear teacher, Mrs. Anne Sullivan Macy, who came to me when I was a child and opened the outer world to me. I should want not merely to see the outline of her face, so that I could cherish it in my memory, but to study that face and find in it the living evidence of the sympathetic tenderness and patience with which she accomplished the difficult tasks of my education. I should like to see in her eyes that strength of character which has enabled her to stand firm in the face of difficulties, and that compassion for all humanity which she has revealed to me so often.I do not know what it is to see into the heart of a friend through that "window of the soul", the eye. I can only "see" through my finger tips the outline of a face. I can detect laughter, sorrow, and many other obvious emotions. I know my friends from the feel of their faces. But I cannot really picture their personalities by touch. I know their personalities, of course,through other means, through the thoughts they express to me, through whatever of their actions are revealed to me. But I am denied that deeper understanding of them which I am sure would come through sight of them through watching their reactions to various expressed thoughts and circumstances, through noting the immediate and fleeting reactions of their eyes and countenance.Friends who are near to me I know well, because through the months and years they reveal themselves to me in all their phases; but of causal friends I have only an incomplete impression, an impression gained from a handclasp, from spoken words which I take from their lips with my finger tips, or which they tap into the palm of my hand.How much easier, how much more satisfying it is for you who can see to grasp quickly the essential qualities of another person by watching the subtleties of expression, the quiver of a muscle, the flutter of a hand. But does it ever occur to you to use your sight to see into the inner nature of a friend or acquaintance? Do not most of you seeing people grasp casually the outward features of a face and let it go at that?For instance, can you describe accurately the faces of five good friends? Some of you can, but many cannot. As an experiment, I have questioned husbands of long standing about the color of their wives' eyes, and often they express embarrassed confusion and admit that they do not know. And, incidentally, it is a chronic complaint of wives that their husbands do not notice new dresses, new hats, and changes in household arrangements.The eyes of seeing persons soon become accustomed to the routine of their surroundings, and they actually see only the startling and spectacular. But even in viewing the most spectacular sights the eyes are lazy. Court records reveal every day how inaccurately"eyewitnesses" see. A given event will be "seen" in several different ways by as many witnesses. Some see more than others, but few see everything that is within the range of their vision.Oh, the things that I should see if I had the power of sight for just three days!<1634 words> 译文假如我有三天光明海伦·凯勒海伦·凯勒自幼就又盲又聋,在老师的帮助下成为一名成功的讲师、作家及教育家。

Cry on my shoulderIf the hero never comes to you.如果,生命里的主角还没有出现If you need someone you're feeling blue.如果,你感到忧伤而需要人来陪If you wait for love and you’re alone.如果,你孤单地等候着你的爱情If you call your friends and nobody's home. 如果,你打电话给朋友却没人接You can run away but you can't hide.你可以选择逃避但不可以隐瞒Through a storm and through a lonely night. 在寂寞的暴风雨夜过后Then I show you there's a destiny.我要让你知道生命的意义The best things in life. They're free.人生最美好的东西是自由But if you wanna cry.如果你想哭Cry on my shoulder.那就依在我的肩上If you need someone who cares for you.如果你需要一个人来呵护If you're feeling sad your heart gets colder. 如果你因悲伤而心灰意冷Yes I show you what real love can do.那么我告诉你什么是真爱If your sky is grey oh let me know.如果你的天空不再蔚蓝,请告诉我There's a place in heaven where we'll go.我将带你去一个天堂般的地方If heaven is a million years away.如果天堂有亿万光年之遥Oh just call me and I make your day.那就告诉我,我会为你撑起一片天空When the nights are getting cold and blue. 当黑夜渐冷渐深When the days are getting hard for you.当日子变得艰难I will always stay here by your side.我将永远在你身边I promise you I'll never hide.并向你许诺,我永不隐瞒But if you wanna cry. 如果你想哭Cry on my shoulder.那就依在我的肩上If you need someone who cares for you.如果你需要一个人来呵护If you're feeling sad your heart gets colder.如果你因悲伤而心灰意冷Yes I show you what real love can do.那么我告诉你什么是真爱But if you wanna cry.如果你想哭Cry on my shoulder.那就依在我的肩上If you need someone who cares for you.如果你需要一个人来呵护If you're feeling sad your heart gets colder. 如果你因悲伤而心灰意冷Yes I show you what real love can do.那么我告诉你什么是真爱What real love can do.什么是真爱What real love can do.什么是真爱What love can do.什么是爱What love can do.什么是爱YESTERDAY ONCE MORE 昨日重现Words & Music by Richard Carpenter and John Bettis词曲:理查德.卡朋特/约翰.贝迪斯When I was young 在我年轻时I'd listen to the radio 我喜欢听收音机Waiting for my favorite songs 等待我最喜爱的歌When they played I'd sing along 当他们演奏时我会跟着唱It made me smile 令我笑容满面Those were such happy times 那段多么快乐的时光And not so long ago 并不遥远How I wondered where they'd gone 我是多么想知道它们去了哪儿But they're back again 但是它们又回来了Just like a long-lost friend 像一位久未谋面的朋友All the songs I loved so well 那些歌我依旧喜欢Every Sha-la-la-la 每一声Sha-la-la-laEvery Wo-o-wo-o 每一声Wo-o-wo-oStill shines 仍然闪亮Every shing-a-ling-a-ling 每一声shing-a-ling-a-lingThat they're starting to sing 当他们开始唱时So fine 如此欢畅When they get to the part 当他们唱到Where he's breaking her heart 他让她伤心的那一段时It can really make me cry 真的令我哭了Just like before 一如往昔It's yesterday once more 这是昨日的重现(Shoobie do lang lang) 无比惆怅(Shoobie do lang lang) 无比惆怅Looking back on how it was in years gone by 回首过去的几年And the good times that I had 我曾有过的欢乐时光Makes today seem rather sad 今天似乎更加悲伤So much has changed 一切都变了It was songs of love that I would sing to them 这就是那些跟着唱过的旧情歌And I memorize each word 我记住的每个字眼Those old melodies 那些古老旋律Still sound so good to me 对我仍然那么动听As they melt the years away 可以把岁月融化Every Sha-la-la-la 每一声Sha-la-la-laEvery Wo-o-wo-o 每一声Wo-o-wo-oStill shines 仍然闪亮Every shing-a-ling-a-ling 每一声shing-a-ling-a-ling That they're starting to sing 当他们开始唱时So fine 如此欢畅All my best memories 我所有的美好回忆Come back clearly to me 清晰地浮现Some can even make me cry 有些令我哭了Just like before 一如往昔It's yesterday once more 这是昨日的重现Every Sha-la-la-la 每一声Sha-la-la-laEvery Wo-o-wo-o 每一声Wo-o-wo-oStill shines 仍然闪亮Every shing-a-ling-a-ling 每一声shing-a-ling-a-ling That they're starting to sing 当他们开始唱时So fine 如此欢畅Every Sha-la-la-la 每一声Sha-la-la-laEvery Wo-o-wo-o 每一声Wo-o-wo-oStill shines 仍然闪亮Every shing-a-ling-a-ling 每一声shing-a-ling-a-lingThat they're starting to sing 当他们开始唱时So fine 如此欢畅show me the meaning of being lonelyshow me the meaning of being lonely告诉我寂寞的真谛so many words for the broken heart心碎有太多的言语来形容it is hard to see in a crimson love在绯红的爱情却无法看见so hard to breathe难以呼吸walk with me, and maybe伴我前行,也许nights of light so soon become光线即将穿透黑暗wild and free i could feel the sun在自由和狂野里我能感觉到太阳your every wish will be done你的每一个愿望都将实现they tell me他们告诉我show me the meaning of being lonely告诉我寂寞的真谛is this the feeling i need to walk with这种感觉始终将伴随我吗tell me why i can not be there where you are告诉我为什么我不能在你的身边there is something missing in my heart我的心像是缺失了什么life goes on as it never ends生命的步伐永无止境eyes of stone observe the trends石头冷眼看潮来潮去they never say forever gaze for me它们对我凝视无语guilty roads to an endless love内疚的道路通往没有尽头的爱there is no control已经失控are you with me now你现在伴在我的身边吗your every wish will be done你每一个愿望都将实现they tell me他们告诉我show me the meaning of being lonely告诉我寂寞的真谛is this the feeling i need to walk with这种感觉始终将伴随我吗tell me why i can not be there where you are告诉我为什么我不能在你的身边there is something missing in my heart我的心像是缺失了什么there is nowhere to run无处可逃i have no place to go无处可去surrender my heart body and soul包围着我的心我的灵魂how can it be you are asking me to feel the things you never show你怎么叫我感觉到你没给过我的事物呢you are missing in my heart我的心迷失了你tell me why i can not be there where you are为什么我不能在你的身边呢show me the meaning of being lonely告诉我寂寞的真谛is this the feeling i need to walk with这种感觉始终将伴随我吗tell me why i can not be there where you are告诉我为什么我不能在你的身边there is something missing in my heart我的心像是缺失了什么show me the meaning of being lonely告诉我寂寞的真谛is this the feeling i need to walk with这种感觉始终将伴随我吗tell me why i can not be there where you are告诉我为什么我不能在你的身边there is something missing in my heart我的心像是缺失了什么As Long As You Love Me 只要你爱我[1]Although loneliness has always been a friend of mine.尽管孤独一直是我的朋友I'm leaving my life in your hands. 我愿将我的生活交给你People say I'm crazy and that I am blind. 人们说我疯了太盲目Risking it all in a glance. 毫不犹豫赌上所有感情How you got me blind is still a mystery.你为何能使我如此盲目仍是个谜I can't get you out of my head. 我就是无法忘了你Don't care what is written in your history.我不在乎你过去的种种As long as you're here with me. 只要你陪在我身边I don't care who you are. 我不在乎你是谁Where you're from.你从哪里来What you did.你做过什么As long as you love me.只要你爱我Who you are.你是怎样的人Where you're from.你从哪里来Don't care what you did.我不在乎你做过什么As long as you love me.只要你爱我Every little thing that you've said and done.所有你说过的话和做过的事Feels like it's deep within me.都深深的烙印在我心里Doesn't really matter if you're on the run.我真的不介意是否你就要离开It seems like we're meant to be.我以为我们是一对的I don't care who you are.我不在乎你是谁Where you 're from.你从哪里来What you did.你做过什么As long as you love me.只要你爱我Who you are.你是怎样的人Where you 're from.你从哪里来Don't care what you did.不在乎你做过什么As long as you love me.只要你爱我As long as you love me.只要你爱我I've tried to hide it so that no one know.我试着把感情隐藏起来不让任何人知道But I guess it shows.但我想我无法不流露When you look into my eyes.当你凝视着我What you did and where you're coming from.你做过什么从哪里来I don't care As long as you love me, baby.我不在乎,只要你爱我就好,宝贝I don't care who you are.我不在乎你是谁Where you're from.你从哪里来What you did.你做过什么As long as you love me.只要你爱我Who you are.你是谁Where you're from.你从哪里来Don't care what you did.不在乎你做过什么As long as you love me.只要你爱我Who you are.你是谁Where you're from.你从哪里来What you did.你做过什么As long as you love me.只要你爱我Who you are.你是谁Where you're from.你从哪里来As long as you love me.只要你爱我Who you are.你是谁As long as you love me.只要你爱我What you did.你做过什么I don't care.我不在乎As long as you love me.只要你爱我take me to your hearthiding from the rain and snow 藏身于雨雪之中trying to forget but i won't let go 努力忘记,但我怎能就这样离去looking at a crowded street 看着熙熙攘攘的街道listening to my own heart beat 却只能听见自己的心跳so many people 这么多的人all around the world 在世界上tell me where do i find 请告诉我在哪里可以找到someone like you girl 像你一样的女孩take me to your heart将我留存心间take me to your soul与你的灵魂相伴give me your hand before i'm old给我你的手,在我老去之前show me what love is 问情为何物- haven't got a clue 在我们彼此离开前show me that wonders can be true 问奇迹上演they say nothing lasts forever 他们说没有什么可以天长地久we're only here today 我们也能此时相守love is now or never 现在或者永不回头bring me far away 请带我一起远走take me to your heart请爱我吧take me to your soul与你的灵魂相伴give me your hand and hold me 给我你的手拥我入怀show me what love is 问情为何物- be my guiding star 让星辰照亮我路it's easy take me to your heart 其实爱我真的很简单standing on a mountain high 站在高山之颠looking at the moon through a clear blue sky 看着月亮高挂于清澈的蓝天i should go and see some friends 也许我应该去和朋友们在一起but they don't really comprehend 但他们真的不明白我此时的心情don't need too much talking 不需要繁琐的言语without saying anything 甚至可以一语不发all i need is someone 我仅仅需要who makes me wanna sing 一个能让我欢乐而歌的人if i had to live my life without you near me 如果我不得不过一种没有你陪伴的生活the days would all be empty白天会变得很空虚the nights would seem so long黑夜会变得很漫长with you i see forever oh so clearly和你在一起的时候我是如此清晰地看到了永恒i might have been in love before我可能曾经爱过but i’ve never felt this strong但从没有像这次感觉这般强烈our dreams are young and we both know我们两个都知道我们的梦想还很年轻they’ll take us where we want to go它们会带我们到达我们向往的地方hold me now现在抱紧我touch me now触摸我i don’t want to live without you我不想过没有你的生活nothing’s gonna change my love for y ou没有什么能够改变我对你的爱you ought to know by now how much I love you 你现在应该知道我有多爱你one thing you can be sure of你可以确信一点i never ask for more than your love除了你的爱我别无所求nothing’s gonna change my love for you没有什么能够改变我对你的爱you ought to know by now how much I love you 你现在应该知道我有多爱你the world may change my whole life through这世界可能会将我的一生改变but nothing’s gonna change my love for you但没有什么能够改变我对你的爱if the road ahead is not so easy如果前面的路不是那么容易走our love will lead the way for us just like a guiding star我们的爱会像启明星一样迎领我们前行i’ll be there for you if you should need me当你可能需要我时我就会出现you don’t have to change a thing你不需要做什么改变i love you just the way you are我爱你就爱你现在这样so come with me and share the view所以跟我来吧一起分享风景i'll help you see forever too我会永远帮助你去感受hold me now现在抱紧我touch me now触摸我i don’t want to live without you我不想过没有你的生活nothing’s gonna change my love for you没有什么能够改变我对你的爱you ought to know by now how much i love you 你现在应该知道我有多爱你one thing you can be sure of你可以确信一点i never ask for more than your love除了你的爱我别无所求nothing’s gonna change my love for you没有什么能够改变我对你的爱you ought to know by now how much i love you 你现在应该知道我有多爱你the world may change my whole life through这世界可能会将我的一生改变but not hing’s gonna change my love for you但没有什么能够改变我对你的爱nothing’s gonna change my love f or you没有什么能够改变我对你的爱you ought to know by now how much i love you 你现在应该知道我有多爱你the world may change my whole life through这世界可能会将我的一生改变but nothing’s gonna ch ange my love for you但没有什么能够改变我对你的爱nothing’s gonna change my love for you没有什么能够改变我对你爱you ought to know by now how much i love you 你现在应该知道我有多爱你one thing you can be sure of你可以确信一点i never ask for more than your love除了你的爱我别无所求nothing’s gonna change my love for you没有什么能够改变我对你的爱you ought know by now how much i love you你现在应该知道我有多爱你the world may change my whole life through这世界可能会将我的一生改变but nothing’s gonna change my love for you但没有什么能够改变我对你的爱nothing’s gonna change my love for you没有什么能够改变我对你的爱you ought to know by now how much i love you你现在应该知道我有多爱你one thing you can be sure of你可以确信一点i never ask for more than your love除了你的爱我别无所求Rhythm of the RainListen to the rhythm of the falling rain,Telling me just what a fool I've been.I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain,And let me be alone again.The only girl I care about has gone away.Looking for a brand new start!But little does she know that when she left that day.Along with her she took my heart.Rain, please tell me now. Does that seem fair for herTo steal my heart away when she don't careI can't love another, when my heart's somewhere far away.The only girl I care about has gone away.Looking for a brand new start!But little does she know that when she left that day.Along with her she took my heart.Rain, won't you tell her that I love her so Please ask the sun to set her heart aglowRain in her heart and let the love we knew start to grow.Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain,Telling me just what a fool I've been.I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain,And let me be alone again.Oh, listen to the falling rain--pitter-patter...歌词大意:听那淅淅沥沥的雨声,它好像在说,我是个傻瓜。

不同的视角看世界英文作文Looking at the world from a bird's-eye view, everything seems so small and insignificant. The hustle and bustle of everyday life becomes nothing but tiny dots moving around aimlessly. It's a reminder of how vast and diverse the world truly is.From the perspective of a child, the world is full of wonder and excitement. Everything is new and fascinating, and there are endless possibilities waiting to be explored. The innocence and curiosity of a child's view can bring a sense of joy and optimism to even the most mundane of things.When seen through the eyes of an artist, the world becomes a canvas filled with endless inspiration. Every color, shape, and texture is a source of creativity and beauty. The artist sees the world in a way that is unique and full of artistic potential.From the viewpoint of a scientist, the world is a puzzle waiting to be solved. Every natural phenomenon and every living organism is a subject of study and analysis. The scientific perspective brings a sense of order andlogic to the chaos of the world.For a traveler, the world is a collection of experiences waiting to be had. Every new destination brings a different culture, landscape, and way of life. The traveler sees the world as a place of adventure and discovery.Looking at the world through the lens of history, one sees the impact of time and change. The rise and fall of civilizations, the evolution of technology, and the shaping of societies all become part of a grand narrative. The historical perspective brings a sense of continuity and context to the world.In the eyes of a humanitarian, the world is a place of both suffering and hope. Every act of kindness and every injustice is a call to action. The humanitarian sees theworld as a place where empathy and compassion can make a difference.From the viewpoint of a philosopher, the world is a place of deep questions and contemplation. The nature of existence, the meaning of life, and the complexities of human experience are all subjects of philosophical inquiry. The philosophical perspective brings a sense of introspection and introspection to the world.In the end, the world is a multifaceted and complex place, and each perspective offers a unique way of understanding and appreciating it.。

go on a ropeway造句1. Going on a ropeway is like flying among the clouds. For example, last weekend, I went on a ropeway in the mountains. As I sat in the little cabin, looking down at the trees and valleys far below, it felt as if I were a bird, soaring freely. Oh my god, it was such an amazing experience!2. I'm always excited to go on a ropeway. You know, it's like stepping into a different world. Once, my friend and I went on a ropeway over a huge river. He was a bit scared at first, but I told him, "Hey, it's just like a magical ride in the sky." And when we were up there, he was yelling with joy, just like a little kid.3. Going on a ropeway can be a real adventure. Imagine you're in a tiny box, dangling high above the ground. I remember when my family went on a ropeway at a famous tourist spot. My sister was so nervous, she kept asking me, "Is this safe?" But I said, "Sure, it's safer than crossing a busy street on a unicycle!" And indeed, we had a great time.4. If you've never gone on a ropeway, you're missing out on a thrilling experience. It's sort of like a slow - motion roller coaster. Awhile ago, I went on a ropeway with some classmates. One of them was super brave and was looking everywhere, saying, "This is so cool! It's like we're in a movie." And we all agreed, it was an unforgettable journey.5. Going on a ropeway makes my heart race. It's like a journey into the unknown. I went on a ropeway by myself once. As I started moving, I thought, "What if the rope breaks?" But then I told myself, "Nah, that's just my silly fear." And as I reached the other side, I felt so proud of myself, like I had conquered a big mountain.6. You should go on a ropeway at least once in your life. It's likea shortcut to seeing the most beautiful views. My neighbor told me about his ropeway experience. He said he saw the most stunning sunset from up there. He was all excited, saying, "Man, it was like the whole world was painted in gold." I was so jealous, I made up my mind to go on one soon.7. Going on a ropeway can be a test of your courage. Are you brave enough to do it? I watched a couple go on a ropeway once. The girl was really scared, but the guy was like, "Don't worry, honey. It's just like a gentle swing in the air." And in the end, theyboth had big smiles on their faces, which made me think that it's not so scary after all.8. I love to go on a ropeway. It's a unique way to feel the beauty of nature. For instance, I went on a ropeway in a forest area. Looking out, it was like a sea of green beneath me. The trees were like soldiers standing in formation. It was so peaceful up there, I could have stayed forever.9. Going on a ropeway gives you a different perspective. It's like looking at the world through new eyes. My cousin and I went on a ropeway in a city park. He was amazed at how small the people and cars looked from above. He said, "Wow, it's like we're giants up here." And we started joking about how we could control the world from up there.10. If going on a ropeway was a song, it would be a high - energy anthem. I once saw a group of tourists go on a ropeway. They were all chatting excitedly before getting on. One of them said, "This is going to be the highlight of our trip!" And when they came down, they were still talking about how awesome it was. It's just that kind of experience that makes you feel alive.In conclusion, going on a ropeway is an exciting and unique experience that offers different feelings, from adventure to peace, and is well worth trying.。

去玩鬼屋的感受英语的句子Haunted AdventureThrough the Nansha ghost ship, is an unforgettable hike through theexperience, the experience that I can remember for the rest of my life.At home with a simple after breakfast, I'll be jubilant to my alma mater. After 1.5 hours of the time of the car, I went to my most looking forward to tourist destinations -- Nansha. Get off, the teacher explained in a few words, like adog to go running, let us play. First of all, I and my group of students playthe "luxury flying chair", "pirate ship" and "jungle mouse" and so on. Let me the most impressive is the "devil ship". Come to the frightening horribleplace, see "the devil ship" is the appearance of a hideous monster: sharp teeth, long nails, frightening eyes. I thought to myself: don't go in, the outside of the devil is so horrible, let alone inside. If you go in, do not know will not be a ghost caught? The mind of a good little angel has said to me: "master! If you do not go in, it was not a waste of your travel destination?Besides, the five years you not always expect in the haunted house?" I heard, she was so advised me, I can't go in. I said firmly: "good! I went in,but those monsters are machine dressed." So, I make 5 yuan ofmoney,and my classmates. First, we see a dark, dare to go in, after a while, otherschool students to enter, and bring weapons: sword, axe. All travel isbought, false. In it, Wen Jiaru and I followed them closely. They help us playthe devil. Came to the last closed, just listen to the "boom" sound, may be the devil we except finished, it felt very angry, loudly shouted!I do not knowwho put me and Wen Jiaru such as push, we fell intoa bottomless abyss --small hole, I stay and he dared not, went outside to climb. When you go out,I got hit by the wall. Oh. It is not worthwhile!Then, we have to play the game, played until one o'clock in the afternoon30 points, all of a sudden rain, really down, however, my friends and I have fun!。