关于人生哲学的英语散文 带翻译
人不必须要生得漂亮，但却必须要活得漂亮。以下小编为大家介绍英语优美文段摘抄大全，欢迎大家阅读参考!
优秀的英语散文:写给自己的一封信
Dear Myself,
亲爱的自己，
Life is scary. One day you wake up feeling like you can take over the world, and the next day you wake up feeling like all you want to do is to lay in bed and hide from everything.
生活让人胆寒。一天醒来你还觉得自己能够接管世界，隔天起来你就只想在床上躺着，不理世事。
People walk into your life, grab your hand, and lead you the most beautiful path you've known, but sometimes the same people let go of your hand without warning, and you become stranded at a place where you never thought you'ld feel lost.
有人走入你的生活，抓着你的手，向你展示已知的美好人生之路。但同样是这个人，在毫无预警的情况下放开你的手，你被困在当下，之前从未想过人生会如此迷惘。
Let's be honest, sometimes everything is going so great and it seems like nothing could go wrong , but right when you begin to think that, something so horrible comes crashing down and all of a sudden more problems come ricocheting around you and you just feel so hopeless cause it's so bad...
诚然，有时候一切看起来顺风顺水，当你这样认为的时候，一些不好的事情就会接踵而至(福兮祸所伏)，一下让你很难接受，万念俱灰。
It's so hard to understand why such things happen in life,and I personally wish I had an answer to that "why?" you always ask yourself , but all I can say that is no matter how hard life gets,you have to keep going. The life around you will never stop going on.
生活真是让人费解，一念天堂，一念地狱。我真心希望自己能领悟生活为什么会这样。但无论生活怎样艰难，你也只能熬着。生活一直在继续。
I'll be honest and say that sometimes I feel a little bit worried and all I can think is "will I be able to keep up? What if everything goes too fast?" But I realized that being scared and living with that burden of running away from problems only slow me down even more.
老实说我总是有点担心，我所想的就是“我还能不能坚持?如果一切都这样飞速发展着?”但我意识到，老是这样战战兢兢，回避问题，反而让自己更加落后。
And I've come to the point where I believe that because life never stops, I shouldn't stop either. It's okay to take break and to give yourself time to heal, but you cannot give up and you cannot quit.
而且关键在于生活不止，追求不息。停下来休息一会儿，或是抽点时间自愈下没有问题，但是你不能放弃，一定不要放弃。
Keep positive, fill you heart with gratitude for what you already have, and always remind to humble and true to who you are!
你能做的是，保持积极乐观，常怀感恩之心，保持谦卑，活出真我!
With Love,
爱你的
Your Soul
你的灵魂
优秀的英语散文:所有的路，最终都是回家的路
When I was a boy there were no smart phones, computers were something you saw on STAR TREK, and our television only got one channel clearly. Still, I was never bored. The fields, hills, and woodlands around my home were the perfect playground whose adventures were only limited by my imagination.
当我还是个小男孩的时候，没有智能电话、电脑，也没有什么东西能够播放“星球大战”，电视只有一个频道是清楚的。即使这样，我也不觉得无聊。家附近的田野、山坡、林地都是极佳的玩耍场所，只有想不到，没有玩不到的冒险。
I can remember once hiking to a nearby lake and slowly walking around it. At the backside of it I was amazed to find an old, one lane, dirt road that I had never seen before. I immediately set out to travel it. It was full of potholes and muddy tire tracks and deep woods bordered it on both sides, but exploring it still seemed like a fine adventure.
我还记得有次徒步去附近的一个湖，我沿着湖边慢慢地走着，在湖的后部沿岸，我惊奇的发现之前没有的一条上了些年头的草坪泥泞路。我当即就决定去走走。这条路上遍布凹坑以及泥巴上的轮胎印，在路的两边类似分界线般的扎根的植物，这不失为一个冒险的好场所。
I walked on and on for what seemed like hours. I am sure my guardian angel was whispering in my ear to turn around and head back home but I was stubborn and even a bit stupid, so I walked on.
我走啊走，可能有好几个小时，守护我安全的小天使在我耳边低语，让我掉头回家，但我执拗，甚至显得有些愚蠢，依然执意往前走。
The dirt road gave way to a gravel one and then a paved one, yet there was still neither a car nor a house in sight. My legs were getting tired. I noticed that the sun was starting to go down and I grew scared. I didn’t want to end up trapped on this road in the dark of night, but I was sure it would be dark before I could make my way back to the lake again.
泥泞的路走着走着，渐渐变成了砂石路，又慢慢变成了平路，但是目力所及之处未见车和房子。我走得双腿疲累，太阳开始下山了，我开始害怕起来，我不想等天黑以后困在这条路上，但是如果现在往回，天黑前也回不到湖边。
I continued to walk on with the fear growing inside of me. My heart was pounding and my legs were aching. I was almost in tears when I turned one last curve and saw something in the distance. It was a house that I recognized.
我继续朝前走着，恐惧在我心理蔓延，心跳加速，双腿疼痛，泪水几乎要夺眶而出，我最后抬头一瞥，远处好像有什么东西，我认出那是一幢房子。
My heart leapt up! I jumped up and down and laughed out loud. I knew the way home! It was still over a mile away but my legs felt like feathers and I hurried back to my house in no time. I walked in with a big smile on my face just in time for dinner. Then I ended my adventure with a good night’s sleep.
我激动不已，上窜下跳，高兴地笑出了声，我认得这是回家的路。尽管还要一英里才能到家，我的腿却像羽毛般轻快，我迫不及待地回到家里，走进家中，喜悦之情溢于言表，而且正好赶上晚上的饭点。我的冒险以晚上的一场酣睡收尾。
I remembered this recently when I saw a sign that said: “All roads lead Home.” This is true. In this life all roads no matter what their twists and turns can lead us home again. They can lead us to our homes here on Earth. They can lead us to our homes in our hearts.
我记得最近见过的一则标语是这样说的：“所有的路都是回家的路。”确实是这样，这辈子所有的路不管怎样波折最终都会引导着我们回家，有的是回到地球上看得见摸得着的家，有的是回到心里的家。
May you always walk your path with love. May you always help your fellow travelers along the way. And may your roads always lead you Home again.
愿你的人生之路都有爱为伴，愿你在旅途中帮助同路人，愿你人生中的一段又一段旅程都是通往“家”的旅程。
优秀的英语散文:当一个作家，书写自己的人生
The gas station nearest my house happens to face a strip club. It is apparently a very successful strip club, as they could afford to install a LCD screen on their roof that might be visible from the Space Station. It's certainly visible from the gas station. At some point my eyes will drift up while pumping gas, and there will be a one-story image of a young woman in some stage of near-undress.
离我家最近的加油站对面碰巧有一家脱衣舞夜总会。这家夜总的屋顶装了一个巨大的LED屏幕，说不定在太空上都看得见。能够支付这样的费用，看来经营得非常成功。不用说，在加油站也能看见那块屏幕。在加油的时候，我会不经意地往上看，一层楼高的屏幕上显示着一个几乎一丝不挂的少女。
As I was getting some gas this morning, I wondered for the first time what a woman pumping gas thought when she looked at that screen. Though it would depend on the woman, I thought. A woman who had once been an exotic dancer herself would certainly look at that image differently than a Catholic nun.
今天早上，我又来到这里加油，脑海中突然有一个问题挥之不去：一个女人来加油的时候看到那块屏幕会有什么想法呢?我觉得那要看她是个怎样的人。曾经当过脱衣舞者的女人和天主教的修女肯定会对那个图像有不同的看法。
The image would look different to each of us. And when I say look different, I mean we would be seeing what amounts to a different image. For while the young woman's pose and attire that I see are identical to the pose and attire that every other man, woman, and child sees, the story that image tells me is told uniquely by me, by my own ideas about women and advertising and maybe even gas stations.
那张图像对每个人来说都是不一样的，这个不一样是指我们会产生不一样的想法。虽然那个少女的姿势打扮在每一个男人、女人、小孩眼中都是一样的，但是我在那图像中捕捉到的故事是独一无二的，是由我自身对女人、广告、甚至是加油站的想法创造的。
The image is nothing; the story is everything. Good to remember if you're a writer. Writers don't report the facts. The fact that there is a strip club with a giant LCD screen blazing near-nudity for all to see means nothing in reality. All that ever matters is what a person believes when they look upon it. What a person believes is the terrain of the storyteller.
图像本身什么都不是，故事才是一切。如果你是个作家，你会知道作家并不是描写现实。那儿有一家脱衣舞夜总会，屋顶上有一块巨大的LED屏幕，屏幕上显示着几近裸体的少女，这是现实，没有意义的现实。真正有意义的是人看到这个景象时萌生的想法，人的思想是创作故事的土壤。
And by the way, it is the only terrain of the storyteller. Storytellers, whether they are conscious of it or not, wish to alter reality. We are not so interested in changing the image that flashes on the great LCD screen of the world. Mostly that's beyond our control. We could march, or protest, or fill out petitions to get the screen changed, but it's faster, ultimately, to tell ourselves a story about what we see there.
而且，思想是创作故事的唯一土壤。讲故事的人会有意无意地想去改变现实。我们不是想把现实中大屏幕上惹眼的图像换掉，大多数情况下我们都是有心无力。我们当然可以游行示威，写信请愿把那屏幕换掉，但说到底，更快捷的办法是给自己讲个跟眼前的事物有关的故事。
I sometimes forget I have to power to change that story. My mind drifts as idly from thought to thought as my eyes drift from gas pump to pinup. What occurs in this exchange between the world I look upon and the story I tell can happen so fast, can be so habitual, that I can lose track of who is telling the story I am hearing. The moment I remember, the moment I see my mind as a blank page on which to write my life, I am the author once more, and my life is mine again.
有时候我会忘记自己有改变故事的能力。我的视线四处游动，从汽油管飘忽到半裸少女，我的思维也跟着漫不经心地跳跃。把眼前的事实创作成的自己故事，这就像我的习惯一样，一眨眼的功夫，我已经分不清我到底是在创作故事，还是成为了故事的主人公。等我回过神来的时候，等我空白的脑海重新回想起自己生活的时候，我又重新成为故事的作者，重新回到了自己的生活中。
