【英语美文摘抄带翻译】英语小短文200字励志教学中,充分利用经典美文资源,挖掘经典美文中的想象因素,运用仿写、改写、续写等方法,引导学生学习经典美文中的想象技巧,进一步提高小学生的习作想象力。
精心收集了晨读英语美文，供大家欣赏学习!一切刚开始We're Just Beginning"We are reading the first verse of the first chapter of a book whose pages are infinite..."I do not know who wrote those words, but I have always liked them as a reminder that the future can be anything we want to make it. We can take the mysterious, hazy future and carve out of it anything that we can imagine, just as a sculptor carves a statue from a shapeless stone.We are all in the position of the farmer. If we plant a good seed, we reap a good harvest. If our seed is poor and full of weeds, we reap a useless crop. If we plant nothing at all, we harvest nothing at all.I want the future to be better than the past. I don’t want it contaminated by the mistakes and errors with which history is filled. We should all be concerned about the future because that is where we will spend the remainder of our lives.The past is gone and static. Nothing we can do will change it. The future is before us and dynamic. Everything we do will affect it. Each day brings with it new frontiers, in our homes and in our business, if we only recognize them. We are just at the beginning of the progress in every field of human endeavor.[参考译文]“我们正在读一本书的第一章第一行，这本书的页数是无限的……”我不知道是谁写的，可我很喜欢这句话，它提醒我们未来是由自己创造的。
我们可以把神秘、不可知的未来塑造成我们想象中的任何模样，犹如雕刻家将未成形的石头刻成雕像。
我们每个人都像是农夫。
洒下良种将有丰收，播下劣种或生满野草便将毁去收成。
没有耕耘则会一无所获。
我希望未来比过去更加美好，希望未来不会沾染 __错误与过失。
我们都应举目向前，因我们的余生要用未来书写。
往昔已逝，静如止水;我们无法再作改变。
而前方的未来正生机勃勃;我们所做的每一件事都将会影响着它。
只要我们认识到这些，无论是在家中还是在工作上，每天我们的面前都会展现出新的天地。
在人类致力开拓的每一片领域上，我们正站在进步的起跑点。
Between the preparation and the work,the apprenticeship and the actual dealing with a task or an art,there es, in the experience of many young men,a period of uncertainty and wandering which is often misunderstood and counted as time wasted,when it is, in fact, a period rich in full and free development.It is as natural for ardent and courageous youth to wish to know what is in life, what it means, and what it holds for its children,as for a child to reach for and search the things that surround and attract it.Behind every real worker in the world is a real man, and a man has a right to know the conditionsunder which he must live,and the choices of knowledge, power, and activity which are offered him.In the education of many men and women, therefore, there es the year of wandering;the experience of traveling from knowledge to knowledge and from oupation to oupation.The forces which go to the making of a powerful man can rarely be adjusted and blended without some disturbance of relations and conditions.This disturbance is sometimes injurious, because it affects the moral foundations upon which character rests;and for this reason the significance of the experience in its relation to development ought to be sympathetically studied.The birth of the imagination and of the passions, the perception of the richness of life,and the consciousness of the possession of the power to master and use that wealth, create a critical moment in the history of youth,—a moment richer in possibilities of all kinds than es at any later period.Agitation and ferment of soul are inevitable in that wonderful moment.There are times when agitation is as normal as is self-control at other and less critical times.The yearof wandering is not a manifestation of aimlessness, but of aspiration,and that in its ferment and uncertainty youth is often guided to and finally prepared for its task.[参考译文]从准备到投身工作，从学徒到某一项技能或艺术的真正的实践过程之间，很多你年轻人都要经历一段充满疑惑徘徊的时期。
这段时期经常遭到误解，被认为是浪费时间，事实上这段时间正是年轻人得到充分自由发展的时期。
要一样。
这个世界上，每个工作者的背后都是个实实在在的个人，每个人都有权了解他得在什么样的条件下生存，他能接触到什么样的知识，他的权利范围有多大以及他能从事什么活动。
因此，很多人都要面临这段犹豫徘徊的时期，从这个知识领域转到那个知识领域，从一个岗位跳到另一个岗位。
将一个人塑造成强者各种力量，没有经过与他人和环境之间的摩擦，是很难整合在一起的。
这种摩擦会影响人的道德信念，即个性形成的基础，所以有时候他可能造成某种伤害。
鉴于此，这段经历对后期发展所造成的影响重要性应该得到高度的重视。
想象力和激情的萌芽，对富足生活的感悟，以及对拥有掌握和利用这笔财富的能力的觉醒，都使这段时期成为整个青年时期最重要的一刻。
这一时期拥有的种种机遇是此后任何时候都无法提供的。
在这一青春烂漫的季节，精神上的焦虑骚动不可避免。
生命中某些不太关键的时候，自我控制是正常表现，但有时焦虑也是正常的。
徘徊时期不是胸无大志的表现，而恰恰是雄心壮志的表现。
年轻人正是在这一时期的骚动不安中明确人生的方向并为人生使命的实现做好了最后的准备。
The Fascinating MoonriseThere is a hill near my home that I often climb at night. The noise of the city is a far-off murmur. In the hush of dark I share the cheerfulness of crickets and the confidence of owls. But it is the drama of the moonrise that I e to see. For that restores in me a quiet and clarity that the city spends too freely.From this hill I have watched many moons rise. Each one had its own mood. There have been broad, confident harvest moons in autumn; shy, misty moons in spring; lonely, white winter moons rising into the utter silence of an ink-black sky andsmoke-smudged orange moons over the dry fields of summer. Each, like fine music, excited my heart and then calmed my soul.But we, who live indoors, have lost contact with the moon. The glare of street lights and the dust of pollution veil the night sky. Though men have walked on the moon, it grows less familiar. Few of us can say what time the moon will rise tonight.Still, it tugs at our minds.If we unexpectedly encounter the full moon, huge and yellow over the horizon, we are helpless but to stare back at its manding presence. And the moon has gifts to bestow upon those who watch.I learned about its gifts one July evening in the mountains. My car had mysteriously stalled, and I was stranded and alone. The sun had set, and I was watching what seemed to be the bright-orange glow of a forest fire beyond a ridge to the east. Suddenly, the ridge itself seemed to burst into flame. Then, the rising moon, huge and red and grotesquely misshapen by the dust and sweat of the summer atmosphere, loomed up out of thewoods. Distorted thus by the hot breath of earth, the moon seemed ill-tempered and imperfect. Dogs at nearby farmhouse barked nervously, as if this strange light had wakened evil spirits in the weeds.But as the moon lifted off the ridge it gathered firmness and authority. Its plexion changed from red, to orange, to gold, to impassive yellow. It seemed to draw light out of the darkening earth, for as it rose, the hills and valleys below grew dimmer. By the time the moon stood clear of the horizon, full-chested and round and of the colour of ivory, the valleys were deep shadows in the landscape. The dogs, reassured that this was the familiar moon, stopped barking. And all at once I felt a confidence and joy close to laughter.The drama took an hour. Moonrise is slow and serried with subtleties. To watch it, we must slip into an older, more patient sense of time.To watch the moon move inflexibly higher is to find an unusual stillness within ourselves. Our imaginations bee aware of the vast distance of space, the immensity of the earth andthe huge improbability of our own existence. We feel small but privileged.Moonlight shows us none of life’s harder edges. Hillsides seem silken and silvery, the oceans still and blue in its light. In moonlight we bee less calculating, more drawn to our feelings.[参考译文]月升魅无穷在我家的附近有座小山，我常在晚间爬上山去。
