英语散文美文（通用10篇）
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In my dual profession as an educator and health care provider, I have worked with numerous children infected with the virus that causes AIDS. The relationships that I have had with these special kids have been gifts in my life. They have taught me so many things, but I have especially learned that great courage can be found in the smallest of packages. Let me tell you about Tyler.
Tyler was born infected with HIV: his mother was also infected. From the very beginning of his life, he was dependent on medications to enable him to survive. When he was five, he had a tube surgically ed in a vein in his chest. This tube was connected to a pump, which he carried in a small backpack on his back. Medications were hooked up to this pump and were continuously supplied through this tube to his bloodstream. At times, he also needed supplemented oxygen to support his breathing.
Tyler wasn’t willing to give up one single moment of his childhood to this deadly disease. It was not unusual to find him playing and racing around his backyard, wearing his medicine-laden backpack and dragging his tank of oxygen behind him in his little wagon. All of us who knew Tyler marveled at his pure joy in being alive and the energy it gave him. Tyler’s mom often teased him by telling him that he moved so fast she needed to dress him in red. That way, when she peered through the window to check on him playing in the yard, she could quickly spot him.
This dreaded disease eventually wore down even the likes of a little dynamo like Tyler. He grew quite ill and, unfortunately, so did his HIV-infected mother. When it became apparent that he wasn’t going to survive, Tyler’s mom talked to him about death. She comforted him by telling Tyler that she was dying too, and that she would be with him soon in heaven.
A few days before his death, Tyler beckoned me over to his hospital bed and whispered, “I might die soon. I’m not scared. When I die, please dress me in red. Mom promised she’s coming to heaven, too. I’ll be playing when she gets there, and I want to make sure she can find me.”
Age has reached the end of the beginning of a word. May be guilty in his seems to passing a lot of different life became the appearance of the same day; May be back in the past, to oneself the paranoid weird belief disillusionment, these days, my mind has been very messy, in my mind constantly. Always feel oneself should go to do something, or write something. Twenty years of life trajectory deeply shallow, suddenly feel something, do it.
The end of our life, and can meet many things really do?
During my childhood, think lucky money and new clothes are necessary for New Year, but as the advance of the age, will be more and more found that those things are optional; Junior high school, thought to have a crush on just means that the real growth, but over the past three years later, his writing of alumni in peace, suddenly found that isn't really grow up, it seems is not so important; Then in high school, think don't want to give vent to out your inner voice can be in the high school children of the feelings in a period, but was eventually infarction when graduation party in the throat, later again stood on the pitch he has sweat profusely, looked at his thrown a basketball hoops, suddenly found himself has already can't remember his appearance.
Originally, this world, can produce a chemical reaction to an event, in addition to resolutely, have to do, and time.
A person's time, your ideas are always special to clear. Want, want, line is clear, as if nothing could shake his. Also once seemed to be determined to do something, but more often is he backed out at last. Dislike his cowardice, finally found that there are a lot of love, there are a lot of miss, like shadow really have been doomed. Those who do, just green years oneself give oneself an arm injection, or is a self-righteous spiritual.
At the moment, the sky is dark, the air is fresh factor after just rained. Suddenly thought of blue plaid shirt; Those were broken into various shapes of stationery; From the corner at the beginning of deep friendship; Have declared the end of the encounter that haven't start planning... Those years, those days of do, finally, like youth, will end in our life.
Today,look at the blue sky,hear the grass growing beneath your feet,inhale the scent of spring,let the fruits of the earth linger on your tongue,reach out and embrace those you love.Ask Spirit to awaken your awareness to the sacredness of your sensory perceptions.
What a miracle it is.No matter how long the winter,how hard the frost or how deep the snow,Nature triumphs.No season is awaited so eagerly or welcomed so warmly as spring…Each year I am astonished by the wealth of flowers the season gives us:the subtlety of the wild primroses and violets,the rich palette of crocus in the parks,tall soldier tulips and proud trumpeting daffodils and narcissi.
Picture this:The air and the earth interpenetrated in the warm gusts of spring; the soil was full of sunlight,and the sunlight full of red dust.The air one breathed was saturated with earthy smells,and the grass under foot had a reflection of blue sky in it.
Every spring is the only spring,a perpetual astonishment.
Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.
Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals.
Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust.
Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being’s heart the lure of wonders, the unfailing childlike appetite for what’s next and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart, there is a wireless station; so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, courage and power from man and from the infinite, so long as you are young.
When your aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you’ve grown old, even at 20; but as long as your aerials are up, to catch waves of optimism, there’s hope you may die young at 80.
Though there is much to be concerned about,there is far more for which to be thankful.
There is no limit to the goodness of life.The more you experience and appreciate the goodness of life, the more there is to be lived. Even when the cole wind blows and the world seems to be covered in fog, the goodness of life lives on. Open your eyes, open your heart and you will see that goodness is everywhere.
Though sometimes the goodness of life seems to suffer setbacks, it always gets through them. For in the darkest moment it becomes especially clear that life is a priceless treasure. And so the goodness of life is made even stronger by the very things that oppose it.
Time and time again when you fear it is gone forever, you will find that the goodness of life is really only a moment away. Around the next corner, inside every moment, the goodness of life is there to surprise and delight you.
If somebody tells you, " I'll love you for ever," will you believe it?
I don't think there's any reason not to. we are ready to believe such commitment at the moment, whatever change may happen afterwards. As for the belief in an everlasting love, that's another thing.
Then you may be asked whether there is such a thing as an everlasting love. I'd answer i believe in it. But an everlasting love is not immutable.
You may unswervingly love or be loved by a person. But love will change its composition with the passage of time. It will not remain the same. In the course of your growth and as a result of your increased experience, love will become something different to you.
In the beginning you believed a fervent love for a person could last indefinitely. By and by, however," fervent" gave way to " prosaic" . Precisely because of this change it became possible for love to last. Then what was meant by an everlasting love would eventually end up in a sort of interdependence.
We used to insist on the difference between love and liking. The former seemed much more beautiful than the latter. one day, however, it turns out there's really no need to make such difference. Liking is actually a sort of love. By the same token, the everlasting interdependence is actually an everlasting love.
I wish i could believe there was somebody who would love me forever. That's, as we all know, too romantic to be true. Instead, it will more often than not be a case of lasting relationship.
Everyone will have a dream in the deepest part of your heart. Those dreams will become the driving force for your progress. It will support the body you are about to give up and start again. My heart, also have a dream, but my dream is a bit out of the ordinary people, my dream, not when the heroic police seized the thief on the road for pedestrians; when one can not save the doctor, lend a helping hand when they need it; nor is to be a stand on the podium would be very proud of the teacher. My dream is to imagine, Guo Mingyi, Cong alimu. That way to help those who need help.
Don't know how long ago, I saw a report on the Internet: Alimu, a philanthropist selling mutton string! After eight years, he sold about 300000 strings of mutton and saved about 100000 dollars. Many people think that he will take the money to build a big house, to have the money, but they are all wrong, Alimu put all the money to aid donations. Seeing such a report, I admit that I was shocked. 100 thousand ah. This is a huge number for me. He can even donate all the money even if he dare not think of it. Since then, I have had a feeling of admiration for strangers who never met before. I adore his kindness, I adore his courage, and I worshiped the qualities that he was willing to help.
Since then I have in mind had such a dream, that is sure to become like Alimu hero, although he is not famous Lei Feng, he did not like Andy Lau to be love, but he is my hero, a hero of indomitable spirit.
In this crisis I think I may be pardoned if I do not address the House at any length today, and I hope that any of my friends and colleagues or former colleagues who are affected by the political reconstruction will make all allowances for any lack of ceremony with which it has been necessary to act. I say to the House as I said to Ministers who have joined this government, I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, sweat and tears. We have before us an ordeal of the most grievous kind. We have before us many, many months of struggle and suffering. You ask, what is our policy?
I say it is to wage war by land, sea and air. War with all our might and with all the strength God has given us, and to wage war against a monstrous tyranny never surpassed in the dark and unpleasant catalogue of human crime. That is our policy. You ask, what is our aim? I can answer in one word. It is victory. Victory at all costs—victory in spite of all terrors—victory, however long and hard the road may be, for without victory there is no survival. Let that be realized.
No survival for the British Empire, no survival for all that the British Empire has stood for, no survival for the urge, the impulse of the ages, that mankind shall move forward toward his goal. I take up my task in light heart and hope. I feel sure that our cause will not be suffered to fail among men. I feel entitled at this juncture, at this time, to claim the aid of all and to say, “Come then, let us go forward together with our united strength.
The quality of human life has improved greatly over the past few centuries, but Earth isbeing harmed more and more by human activity. As we develop our technology, we demandmore from our planet. Eventually, this will harm people as well.
Our planet gives us everything we need, but natural resources are not endless. Stripmining devastates whole regions, leaving bare and useless ground. Deforestation removes oldgrowth trees that can't be replaced. Too much fishing may harm fish populations to the pointwhere they can't recover. We are too careless in taking what we want without giving anythingback.
There are more people than ever, living longer that ever. So is it any surprise that manyareas suffer from too much development? Anyone living in or near a city has experienced"urban sprawl". There is a new shopping area on every corner and new houses, townhousesand apartments everywhere. Traffic gets worse and worse because planners can't keep up withgrowth. Keeping up with human demand is hard enough. Environmental concerns come in last.
With growth comes pollution. Companies and communities dump waste into water.Landfills are full of trash. Emissions from factories pollute the air. Barrels of industrial waste andworse, radioactive waste, have no safe place to go. If we're not careful, we can harm
our planet beyond repair.
People need to respect the Earth and try to preserve it. If we don't, what kind of future willwe have?
Are hot dogs really made from pigs" snouts and unused meat scraps? Contrary to popular belief, hot dogs are not made from left-over meat laying around on the floors of meat-packing houses. Whether it is pork or beef that is stuffed into a hot dog, the meat trimmings are carefully selected just like the meat you buy in your grocer"s coolers.
Most recipes for hot dogs combine together a tasty blend of favorite meats (pork, beef, chicken, or turkey), meat fat, a cereal filler which could be either bread crumbs, flour, or oatmeal, a little bit of egg white, and a mouth-watering array of herbs and seasonings including garlic, pepper, ground mustard, nutmeg, salt, and onion.
Once these ingredients are grinded together, the stuffing is squeezed into sausage casings. Many of the hot dogs sold in stores are enclosed in synthetic cellulose casings, but most home-made hot dogs are made out of natural animal intestines.
Following the stuffing process is the pre-cooking cycle in which the hot dog links are tossed into boiling water for approximately 15 minutes. Finally, the dogs are packaged, loaded on delivery trucks, and sent off to food markets.
Hot dogs are popular among Americans because they are easy to make, inexpensive, and delicious.
What is your favorite type of hot dog? - a chili dog, a cheese dog, or a foot-long dog? A multitude of toppings can enhance the flavor of your hot dog. Common toppings used on hot dogs include ketchup, mustard, onions, relish, chili, cheese, and sauerkraut.