经典英语散文赏析
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经典英语散文：爱只是一根线
sometimes i really doubt whether there is love between my parents. every day they are very busy trying to earn money in order to pay the high tuition for my brother and me. they don’t act in the romantic ways that i read in books or i see on tv. in their opinion, “i love you” is too luxurious for them to say. sending flowers to each other on valentine’s day is even more out of the question. finally my father has a bad temper. when he’s very tired from the hard work, it is easy for him to lose his temper.
有时候，我真的怀疑父母之间是否有真爱。他们天天忙于赚钱，为我和弟弟支付学费。他们从未像我在书中读到，或在电视中看到的那样互诉衷肠。他们认为“我爱你”太奢侈，很难说出口。更不用说在情人节送花这样的事了。我父亲的脾气非常坏。经过一天的劳累之后，他经常会发脾气。
one day, my mother was sewing a quilt. i silently sat down beside her and looked at her.
“mom, i have a question to ask you,” i said after a while.
“what?” she replied, still doing her work.
“is there love between you and dad?” i asked her in a very low voice.
一天，母亲正在缝被子，我静静地坐在她旁边看着她。
过了一会，我说：“妈妈，我想问你一个问题。”
“什么问题?”她一边继续缝着，一边回答道。
我低声地问道：“你和爸爸之间有没有爱情啊?”
my mother stopped her work and raised her head with surprise in her eyes. she didn’t answer immediately. then she bowed her head and continued to sew the quilt.
i was very worried because i thought i had hurt her. i was in a great embarrassment and i didn’t know what i should do. but at last i heard my mother say the following words:
母亲突然停下了手中的活，满眼诧异地抬起头。她没有立即作答。然后低下头，继续缝被子。
我担心伤害了她。我非常尴尬，不知道该怎么办。不过，后来我听见母亲说：
“susan,” she said thoughtfully, “look at this thread. sometimes it appears, but most of it disappears in the quilt. the thread really makes the quilt strong and durable. if life is a quilt, then love should be a thread. it can hardly be seen anywhere or anytime, but it’s really there. love is inside.”
“苏珊，看看这些线。有时候，你能看得见，但是大多数都隐藏在被子里。这些线使被子坚固耐用。如果生活就像一床被子，那么爱就是其中的线。你不可能随时随地看到它，但是它却实实在在地存在着。爱是内在的。”
经典英语散文：善心可依
when i was growing up, i was embarrassed to be seen with my father. he was severely crippled and very short, and when we would walk together, his hand on my arm for balance, people would stare. i would inwardly squirm at the unwanted attention. if he ever noticed or was bothered, he never let on.
it was difficult to coordinate our steps -- his halting, mine impatient -- and because of that, we didn't say much as we went along. but as we started out, he always said, "you set the pace. i will try to adjust to you. "
our usual walk was to or from the subway, which was how he got to work. he went to work sick, and despite nasty weather. he almost never missed a day, and would make it to the office even if others could not. a matter of pride.
when snow or ice was on the ground, it was impossible for him to walk, even with help. at such times my sisters or i would pull him through the streets of brooklyn, ny, on a child's sleigh to the subway entrance. once there, he would cling to the handrail until he reached the lower steps that the warmer tunnel air kept ice-free. in manhattan the subway station was the basement of his office building, and he would not have to go outside again until we met him in brooklyn' on his way home.
when i think of it now, i marvel at how much courage it must have taken for a grown man to subject himself to such indignity and stress. and at how he did it -- without bitterness or complaint .
he never talked about himself as an object of pity, nor did he show any envy of the more fortunate or able. what he looked for in others was a "good heart", and if he found one, the owner was good enough for him.
now that i am older, i believe that is a proper standard by which to judge people, even though i still don' t know precisely what a "good heart" is. but i know the times i don't have one myself.
unable to engage in many activities, my father still tried to participate in some way. when a local sandlot baseball team found itself |without a manager, he kept it going. he was a knowledgeable baseball fan and often took me to ebbets field to see the brooklyn dodgers play. he liked to go to dances and parties, where he could have a good time just sitting and watching.
on one memorable occasion a fight broke out at a beach party, with everyone punching and shoving. he wasn't content to sit and watch, but he couldn't stand unaided on the soft sand. in frustration he began to shout, "i' ll fight anyone who will tit down with me!"
nobody did. but the next day people kidded him by saying it was the first time any fighter was urged to take a dive even before the bout began.
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