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英文哲理故事

英文哲理故事 1

  Once there were two mice. They were friends. One mouse lived in the country; the other mouse lived in the city. After many years the Country mouse saw the City mouse; he said, "Do come and see me at my house in the country." So the City mouse went. The City mouse said, "This food is not good, and your house is not good. Why do you live in a hole in the field? You should come and live in the city. You would live in a nice house made of stone. You would have nice food to eat. You must come and see me at my house in the city."

英文哲理故事

  The Country mouse went to the house of the City mouse. It was a very good house. Nice food was set ready for them to eat. But just as they began to eat they heard a great noise. The City mouse cried, " Run! Run! The cat is coming!" They ran away quickly and hid.

  After some time they came out. When they came out, the Country mouse said, "I do not like living in the city. I like living in my hole in the field. For it is nicer to be poor and happy, than to be rich and afraid."

  【释义】

  城里老鼠和乡下老鼠 从前,有两只老鼠,它们是好朋友。一只老鼠居住在乡村,另一只住在城里。很多年过后,乡下老鼠碰到城里老鼠,它说:"你一定要来我乡下的家看看。"于是,城里老鼠就去了。乡下老鼠领着它到了一块田地上它自己的家里。它把所有最精美食物都找出来给城里老鼠。城里老鼠说:"这东西不好吃,你的家也不好,你为什么住在田野的地洞里呢?你应该搬到城里去住,你能住上用石头造的漂亮房子,还会吃上美味佳肴,你应该到我城里的家看看。"

  乡下的老鼠就到城里老鼠的家去。房子十分漂亮,好吃的`东西也为他们摆好了。可是正当他们要开始吃的时候,听见很大的一阵响声,城里的老鼠叫喊起来:"快跑!快跑!猫来了!"他们飞快地跑开躲藏起来。 过了一会儿,他们出来了。当他们出来时,乡下老鼠说:"我不喜欢住在城里,我喜欢住在田野我的洞里。因为这样虽然贫穷但是快乐自在,比起虽然富有却要过着提心吊胆的生活来说,要好些。"

英文哲理故事 2

  The House of 1000 Mirrors

  Long ago in a small, faraway village, there was a place known as the House of 1000 Mirrors. A small, happy little dog learned of this place and decided to visit. When he arrived, he bounced happily up the stairs to the doorway of the house. He looked through the doorway with his ears lifted high and his tail wagging as fast as it could. To his great surprise, he found himself staring at 1000 other happy little dogs with their tails wagging just as fast as his. He smiled a great smile, and was answered with 1000 great smiles just as warm and friendly. As he left the House, he thought to himself,“This is a wonderful place. I will come back and visit it often.” In this same village, another little dog, who was not quite as happy as the first one, decided to visit the house. He slowly climbed the stairs and hung his head low as he looked into the door. When he saw the 1000 unfriendly looking dogs staring back at him, he growled at them and was horrified to see 1000 little dogs growling back at him. As he left, he thought to himself,“That is a horrible place, and I will never go backthere again.” All the faces in the world are mirrors. What kinds of reflections do you see in the faces of the people you meet?

  千镜之屋

  很久以前的一个很远的小村庄里,有一个以“千镜屋”而著名的地方。一只乐观的小狗听说了这个地方并决定去参观。当来到这个地方,他蹦蹦跳跳地上了台阶,来到房门口,高高地竖起耳朵,欢快地摇着尾巴,从门口往里张望,他惊奇地看到有1000只欢乐的小狗像他一样快地摇尾巴。他灿烂地微笑着,回报他的是1000张热情,友好的灿烂笑脸。离开时他心想:“这是一个精彩的地方,我一定要经常来参观。”在这个村里还有另一只想参观“千镜屋”的小狗,他不及第一只小狗乐观,他慢吞吞地爬上台阶,然后耷拉着脑袋往屋子里看。一看到有1000只小狗不友好地盯着他,他便开始冲他们狂吠,镜中的'1000只小狗也冲着他狂吠,把他给吓坏了,他在离开时心想:“这是一个恐怖的地方,我再也不会来了。”世界上所有的脸都是镜子,在你所遇见的人的脸上你看到反射出来的是什么?

英文哲理故事 3

  Our Mood Belong to Others

  Most of us holdthat our moods are of ourselves。 Actually,our moods belong to others。 For along time,I did not feel well and always upset。 My wife forted me and askedme to see the doctor。 “Your condition does matter to yourself。 On othercondition,how can you make kids feel well when you are not feeling well? Anothertime,I was so annoyed with the talking of my father。 My wife explaining again:“You’d better offer your sincere。 As for how to do,you are the master。 What weshould do is just make them happy。” I deeply regretted for my bad manners。

  Man got his ownmood ever since his birth。 While young,we cried when we hungry and neverpretended our secrets。 As we grew up,we realized that we can hide our mod andadjust it。 It is just like a mask。

  To be honest,themood is our own business,and can express in the way we like to。 In fact,sinceyour mood has an influence on others,your mood belongs to others,too。 If youhold your mod as others’,then you will be more responsible and less headstrong,more understanding and less stubborn,more care and less selfish,moreharmony and less dispute。

英文哲理故事 4

  Little Robert asked his mother for two cents. "What did you do with the money I gave you yesterday?"

  "I gave it to a poor old woman," he answered.

  "You're a good boy," said the mother proudly. "Here are two cents more. But why are you so interested in the old woman?"

  "She is the one who sells the candy."

  【释义】

  好孩子 小罗伯特向妈妈要两分钱。

  "昨天给你的.钱干什么了?"

  "我给了一个可怜的老太婆,"他回答说。 "你真是个好孩子,"妈妈骄傲地说。"再给你两分钱。可你为什么对那位老太太那么感兴趣呢?"

  "她是个卖糖果的。"

英文哲理故事 5

  All Slopes are Easy toGo

  He was a professor。 At the age of 90,hestill work eight hours everyday regardless the season and weather。

  His secretary said: “He is extremely old,but he forced himself walk from his living place to office through two blocks。It would take him an hour,but he insisted to because it makes him get a senseof success。 ”

  The other day,an university student stepout from his office with a pile of books。 He plained emotionally: “He isalways this man。 He may answer me just with ‘yes’ or ‘no’ to my question。However,he always gave me dozens of books and suggests me to find the answer。”

  Later,he knew what this studentplained。 He told with smile: “This is the method I have learnt,a hard andtroublesome way。 If that kid could make full use of those books,he might knowhis question and maybe a good lawyer in the future。”

  This 90-year-old man was xx,who was the president of law college in HawardUniversity。

  Once a philosophist said: “You should dosome thing that you don not want to every one or two days。”

  This is the foundation of life progress。

  Just like another phlosophist said: “allslopes are easy to go。 ”

英文哲理故事 6

  An old woman had a cat. The cat was very old; she could not run quickly, and she could not bite, because she was so old. One day the old cat saw a mouse; she jumped and caught the mouse. But she could not bite it; so the mouse got out of her mouth and ran away, because the cat could not bite it.

  Then the old woman became very angry because the cat had not killed the mouse. She began to hit the cat. The cat said, "Do not hit your old servant. I have worked for you for many years, and I would work for you still, but I am too old. Do not be unkind to the old, but remember what good work the old did when they were young."

  【释义】

  一位老妇有一只猫,这只猫很老,它跑不快了,也咬不了东西,因为它年纪太大了。有一天,老猫发现一只老鼠,它跳过去抓这只老鼠,然而,它咬不住这只老鼠。因此,老鼠从它的嘴边溜掉了,因为老猫咬不了它。 于是,老妇很生气,因为老猫没有把老鼠咬死。她开始打这只猫,猫说:"不要打你的老仆人,我已经为你服务了很多年,而且还愿意为你效劳,但是,我实在太老了,对年纪大的不要这么无情,要记住老年人在年青时所做过的'有益的事情。"

英文哲理故事 7

  中英文哲理故事:先洗干净你自己的杯子

  I recently started a new job, in a small office, where four of us share a fridge. In that fridge is a Brita water filter pitcher. One of my coworkers complained the water tasted "dirty". It went on for a few days, and she was stunned I could drink the water without any trouble. I started to doubt my taste buds, but the water really tasted fine.

  最近我找了份新工作,是在一间小办公室里,我们四个人共用一个冰箱。冰箱里有一个Brita牌滤水壶,有一个同事抱怨说水喝起来感觉很“脏”,她连续抱怨了几天,还很震惊我喝这样的水竟然没事。我开始怀疑自己的味蕾出问题了,但我真觉着水喝着还不错。

  Finally, she figured out the problem was actually her cup. She simply forgot to clean it, and after awhile started to affect the water inside it. She cleaned her cup, and drank the water with no problem.

  最后,她发现问题出在了她的杯子上,她只是忘了刷杯子,过一段时间就影响里面水的味道了。她把杯子洗干净了,水就没有异味了。

  I can't help but think about the world we live in. Too often we quickly blame other people, other things, anything else but ourselves. "You're racist". "You're intolerant". "You're the problem". The world isn't perfect, I know, but I think we should take a step back sometimes and ask ourselves some tough questions.

  我禁不住思考了我们生活的世界,我们总是急于责备其他人、其他事、除了自己之外的一切东西。“你有种族歧视”、“你太狭隘”、“是你的问题”,我知道世界并不完美,但我认为有时我们应该退一步,问自己几个很难回答的问题。

  Can I be better? Is my heart really pure? Can I help this situation with kindness?

  我能变得更好吗?我的心真的纯洁吗?我能带着善意解决问题吗?

  I want to tell you this; please clean your cup. Because when you do, the water will taste much better. I promise you this.

  我想告诉你这个道理:请洗干净自己的杯子。因为只有你把杯子洗干净了,里面的水味道才会好,我保证。

  中英文哲理故事:时间是一种选择

  Instead of saying "I don't have time" try saying "it's not a priority" and see how that feels. Often that's a perfectly adequate explanation. I have time to iron my sheets, I just don't want to. But other things are harder. Try it:

  与其说“我没有时间”不如试着说“这事不紧急”,看看效果有什么不同。通常情况下,这个一个理由充分的借口。我有时间熨床单,但我就是懒得去做。那要是换成别的事情就没有说的这么轻巧了,试试下面的'说法。

  "I'm not going to edit your resume, sweetie, because it's not a priority."

  “亲爱的,我不会去帮你改简历的,因为这不是什么要紧的事情。”

  "I don't go to the doctor because my health is not a priority."

  “我不会去看医生的,因为我的健康不是什么要紧的事情。”

  If these phrases don't sit well, that's the point. Changing our language reminds us that time is a choice. If we don't like how we're spending an hour, we can choose differently.

  这些说法是不是听起来很怪,对,这就是重点。换个不同的表达方式,让我们意识到时间是一种选择。如何度过某个小时,根据我们的喜恶,我们的选择会大不相同。

  中英文哲理故事:善有善报,恶有恶报

  A woman baked chapatti for members of her family and an extra one for a hungry passerby. She kept the extra chapatti on the window sill. Every day, a hunchback came and took away the chapatti. Instead of expressing gratitude, he muttered the following words as he went his way: “The evil you do remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!”

  一个女人给家人烤薄饼,还留出一个给饥肠辘辘的路人。她总是把留出的那个放在窗台上,每天都有一个驼背的人来拿走薄饼。他没说过一句“谢谢”,反而总是边走边咕哝着:“善有善报,恶有恶报!”

  The woman felt irritated. “Not a word of gratitude,” she said to herself… “Everyday this hunchback utters this jingle! What does he mean?” One day, she decided to do away with him. She added poison to the chapatti she prepared for him!

  女人很生气,她自言自语地说:“这个驼背人从没说过谢谢,却每天都重复这句话,是什么意思呀?”一天,她决定弄死他,就在为他准备的薄饼上下了毒。

  As she was about to keep it on the window sill, her hands trembled. “What is this I am doing?” she said. Immediately, she threw the chapatti into the fire, prepared another one. As usual, the hunchback came, picked up the chapatti and muttered the words: “The evil you do, remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!”

  她正要把饼放在窗台上,手就开始颤抖了,她说:“我在做什么?”她马上把饼扔进了火里,重新做了一张。一切照旧,驼背人来了,拿起薄饼,咕哝着:“善有善报,恶有恶报!”

  Every day, as the woman placed the chapatti on the window sill, she offered a prayer for her son who had gone to a distant place to seek his fortune.

  每天女人把饼放窗台上时都为去远方赚钱的儿子祈祷。

  That evening, there was a knock on the door. As she opened it, she was surprised to find her son standing in the doorway. He was hungry and weak. As he saw his mother, he said, “Mom, it’s a miracle I’m here. While I was but a mile away, I was so famished that I collapsed. I would have died, but just then an old hunchback passed by. He was kind enough to give me a whole chapatti. He said, “Your need is greater than mine!”

  那天晚上,有人敲门,她打开门惊讶地发现儿子站在门口,他很饿很虚弱。一看见妈妈他就说:“妈妈,我能回来真是奇迹。离家还有一英里远的时候,我太饿了走不动了。我差点儿就死了,但就在那时一个老驼背人路过,他很善良给了我一整张饼。他说:‘你比我更需要它’。”

  She remembered the poisoned chapatti that she had made that morning. Had she not burnt it in the fire, it would have been eaten by her own son!

  她想起了那天早上做的有毒的饼,要不是她把饼烧了,就会被她儿子吃了!

  It was then that she realized the significance of the words: “The evil you do remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!” Do good and don’t ever stop doing good, even if it is not appreciated at that time.

  那时她才意识到这句话的重要性:“善有善报,恶有恶报!”多行善举,即使当时不被人感激也要坚持下去。

英文哲理故事 8

  麦草、煤块和豆子的故事主要讲了麦草、煤块和豆子侥幸“逃生”的故事,这三个死里逃生的小伙伴经过小溪时,麦草被烧断了,煤块掉入水中送了命,豆子因为嘲笑他们而折断了腰。故事的发展究竟怎样呢,我们一起来看看吧~

  1 、麦草、煤块和豆子的故事

  一座村子里住着一位贫穷的老太太,她摘了一盘豆子,准备煮熟了吃。她在炉子里点上火,为了让炉子烧得快一点,她生炉子的时候用了一把麦草。当把豆子倒进锅里时,她没有注意到一粒豆子掉了出来,落在地上的一根麦草旁。不一会儿,一块燃烧的煤炭也从炉子中跳了出来,落在它俩的旁边。于是,麦草开口说:“亲爱的朋友们,你们从哪里来呀?”煤块答道:“我总算幸运地从火里跳出来了。要是我没有使劲跳出来,我必死无疑,一定会被烧成灰烬。”豆子说:“我也成功地逃了出来,可要是那老太太把我倒进了锅子,我肯定会像我的.伙伴们一样,被她毫不留情地煮成浓汤。”“难道我不是不幸中之万幸吗?”麦草问,“那个老太太把我所有的兄弟塞进炉火里,变成了轻烟。她一把就抓住了六十根,要了它们的命。幸好我从她的指缝里溜掉了。”

  “可我们现在怎么办呢?”煤块问。

  “我觉得,”豆子回答,“既然我们都幸运地死里逃生,我们就应该像好伙伴一样团结在一起。为了避免在这地方再遭到厄运,我们应该离开这里,到别的地方去。”

  另外两位都觉得这是一个好主意,于是它们便结伴而行。没过多久,它们来到了一条小溪边,小溪上既没有桥,也没有跳磴,它们不知道该怎么过去。麦草灵机一动,说:“让我横躺在小溪上,你们可以像过桥一样从我身上走过去。”麦草说着便把自己的身子从小溪的这一边伸到了另一边。煤块性子比较急,立刻大着胆子走上了这座刚刚搭好的桥。可是它走到桥中间时,听到溪水在脚下哗哗地流淌,不由得害怕起来,站在那里不敢往前走。这下麦草燃了起来,断成两截掉进了小溪。煤块跟着掉了下去,碰到水发出咝的一声,就送了命。豆子一直谨慎地呆在岸上,看到这情景不由得放声哈哈大笑。它笑呀笑,笑得裂开了自己的肚皮。它本来也许就这样完蛋了,但幸运的是,一个外出找活干的裁缝正好坐在小溪旁休息。这位裁缝心肠很好,取出针线把它的肚子缝在了一起。豆子好好地谢了裁缝,可由于裁缝用的是黑线,所以豆子的身上至今还留有一条黑缝。

  2、 麦草、煤块和豆子的故事读后感

  麦草、煤块和豆子的故事非常生动有趣,而且篇幅较短适合小朋友们阅读。麦草、煤块和豆子的故事告诉我们一个道理:没有把握的事情不要轻易尝试,对朋友要相互帮助,一起面对困难,不能嘲笑落魄的朋友!要不然自己可能会遭殃哟~

  3 、麦草、煤块和豆子的故事英文版

  THE STRAW, THE COAL, AND THE BEAN

  In a village dwelt a poor old woman, who had gathered together a dish of beans and wanted to cook them. So she made a fire on her hearth, and that it might burn the quicker, she lighted it with a handful of straw. When she was emptying the beans into the pan, one dropped without her observing it, and lay on the ground beside a straw, and soon afterwards a burning coal from the fire leapt down to the two.

  Then the straw began and said: “Dear friends, from whence do you come here?” The coal replied: “I fortunately sprang out of the fire, and if I had not escaped by sheer force, my death would have been certain,--I should have been burnt to ashes.” The bean said: “I too have escaped with a whole skin, but if the old woman had got me into the pan, I should have been made into broth without any mercy, like my comrades.” “And would a better fate have fallen to my lot?” said the straw. “The old woman has destroyed all my brethren in fire and smoke; she seized sixty of them at once, and took their lives. I luckily slipped through her fingers.”

  "But what are we to do now?” said the coal. “I think,” answered the bean, “that as we have so fortunately escaped death, we should keep together like good companions, and lest a new mischance should overtake us here, we should go away together, and repair to a foreign country.”

  The proposition pleased the two others, and they set out on their way together. Soon, however, they came to a little brook, and as there was no bridge or foot-plank, they did not know how they were to get over it. The straw hit on a good idea, and said: “I will lay myself straight across, and then you can walk over on me as on a bridge.” The straw therefore stretched itself from one bank to the other, and the coal, who was of an impetuous disposition, tripped quite boldly on to the newly-built bridge. But when she had reached the middle, and heard the water rushing beneath her, she was after all, afraid, and stood still, and ventured no farther. The straw, however, began to burn, broke in two pieces, and fell into the stream. The coal slipped after her, hissed when she got into the water, and breathed her last. The bean, who had prudently stayed behind on the shore, could not but laugh at the event, was unable to stop, and laughed so heartily that she burst. It would have been all over with her, likewise, if, by good fortune, a tailor who was traveling in search of work, had not sat down to rest by the brook. As he had a compassionate heart he pulled out his needle and thread, and sewed her together. The bean thanked him most prettily, but as the tailor used black thread, all beans since then have a black seam.

  4 、麦草、煤块和豆子的作者

  格林兄弟:雅科布·格林、威廉·格林都是德国民间文学搜集整编者。出身官员家庭,均曾在马尔堡大学学法律,又同在卡塞尔图书馆工作和任格延根大学教授,1841年同时成为格林科学院院士。他俩共同编成《儿童与家庭童话集》(1857年出最后一版,共216篇故事)。其中的《灰姑娘》、《白雪公主》、《小红帽》、《勇敢的小裁缝》……等名篇,已成为世界各国儿童喜爱的杰作。此外,格林兄弟从1808年起,开始搜集德国民间传说,出版《德国传说》两卷,共585篇。他们还编写了《德语语法》(1819~1837)、《德国语言史》(1848)及《德语大辞典》(1852)前4卷等学术著作,为日尔曼语言学的发展做出了贡献。

英文哲理故事 9

  第一篇:A Goodbye Kiss

  推荐理由:

  我们每个人都有过那样的时代,开始想要拒绝父母,想要成为自己,只是在那个年龄我们不曾意识到,无论怎样我们都是父母眼里永远的孩子,需要疼爱需要呵护。

  一个不美满的结局,一个永不可能实现的心愿,一个父亲伟大的心,一个儿子深切的忏悔。

  很感人,很动人,几乎让人流泪。

  The Board Meeting had come to an end. Bob started to stand up and jostled the table, spilling his coffee over his notes. "How embarrassing. I am getting so clumsy in my old age."

  The Board Meeting had come to an end. Bob started to stand up and jostled the table, spilling his coffee over his notes. "How embarrassing. I am getting so clumsy in my old age."

  Everyone had a good laugh, and soon we were all telling stories of our most embarrassing moments. It came around to Frank who sat quietly listening to the others. Someone said, "Come on, Frank. Tell us your most embarrassing moment."

  Frank laughed and began to tell us of his childhood. "I grew up in San Pedro. My Dad was a fisherman, and he loved the sea. He had his own boat, but it was hard making a living on the sea. He worked hard and would stay out until he caught enough to feed the family. Not just enough for our family, but also for his Mom and Dad and the other kids that were still at home."

  Frank laughed and began to tell us of his childhood. "I grew up in San Pedro. My Dad was a fisherman, and he loved the sea. He had his own boat, but it was hard making a living on the sea. He worked hard and would stay out until he caught enough to feed the family. Not just enough for our family, but also for his Mom and Dad and the other kids that were still at home."

  He looked at us and said, "I wish you could have met my Dad. He was a big man, and he was strong from pulling the nets and fighting the seas for his catch. When you got close to him, he smelled like the ocean. He would wear his old canvas, foul-weather coat and his bibbed overalls. His rain hat would be pulled down over his brow. No matter how much my Mother washed them, they would still smell of the sea and of fish."

  He looked at us and said, "I wish you could have met my Dad. He was a big man, and he was strong from pulling the nets and fighting the seas for his catch. When you got close to him, he smelled like the ocean. He would wear his old canvas, foul-weather coat and his bibbed overalls. His rain hat would be pulled down over his brow. No matter how much my Mother washed them, they would still smell of the sea and of fish."

  Frank‘s voice dropped a bit. "When the weather was bad he would drive me to school. He had this old truck that he used in his fishing business. That truck was older than he was. It would wheeze and rattle down the road. You could hear it coming for blocks. As he would drive toward the school,I would shrink down into the seat hoping to disappear. Half the time, he would slam to a stop and the old truck would belch a cloud of smoke. He would pull right up in front, and it seemed like everybody would be standing around and watching. Then he would lean over and give me a big kiss on the cheek and tell me to be a good boy. It was so embarrassing for me. Here, I was twelve years old, and my Dad would lean over and kiss me goodbye!"

  Frank‘s voice dropped a bit. "When the weather was bad he would drive me to school. He had this old truck that he used in his fishing business. That truck was older than he was. It would wheeze and rattle down the road. You could hear it coming for blocks. As he would drive toward the school,I would shrink down into the seat hoping to disappear. Half the time, he would slam to a stop and the old truck would belch a cloud of smoke. He would pull right up in front, and it seemed like everybody would be standing around and watching. Then he would lean over and give me a big kiss on the cheek and tell me to be a good boy. It was so embarrassing for me. Here, I was twelve years old, and my Dad would lean over and kiss me goodbye!"

  He paused and then went on, "I remember the day I decided I was too old for a goodbye kiss. When we got to the school and came to a stop, he had his usual big smile. He started to lean toward me, but I put my hand up and said, ‘No, Dad.‘

  He paused and then went on, "I remember the day I decided I was too old for a goodbye kiss. When we got to the school and came to a stop, he had his usual big smile. He started to lean toward me, but I put my hand up and said, ‘No, Dad.‘

  It was the first time I had ever talked to him that way, and he had this surprised look on his face.

  It was the first time I had ever talked to him that way, and he had this surprised look on his face.

  I said, ‘Dad, I‘m too old for a goodbye kiss. I‘m too old for any kind of kiss.‘

  I said, ‘Dad, I‘m too old for a goodbye kiss. I‘m too old for any kind of kiss.‘

  My Dad looked at me for the longest time, and his eyes started to tear up. I had never seen him cry. He turned and looked out the windshield. ‘You‘re right,‘ he said. ‘You are a big boy....a man. I won‘t kiss you anymore.‘"

  My Dad looked at me for the longest time, and his eyes started to tear up. I had never seen him cry. He turned and looked out the windshield. ‘You‘re right,‘ he said. ‘You are a big boy....a man. I won‘t kiss you anymore.‘"

  Frank got a funny look on his face, and the tears began to well up in his eyes, as he spoke. "It wasn‘t long after that when my Dad went to sea and never came back. It was a day when most of the fleet stayed in, but not Dad. He had a big family to feed. They found his boat adrift with its nets half in and half out. He must have gotten into a gale and was trying to save the nets and the floats."

  Frank got a funny look on his face, and the tears began to well up in his eyes, as he spoke. "It wasn‘t long after that when my Dad went to sea and never came back. It was a day when most of the fleet stayed in, but not Dad. He had a big family to feed. They found his boat adrift with its nets half in and half out. He must have gotten into a gale and was trying to save the nets and the floats."

  I looked at Frank and saw that tears were running down his cheeks. Frank spoke again. "Guys, you don‘t know what I would give to have my Dad give me just one more kiss on the cheek....to feel his rough old face....to smell the ocean on him....to feel his arm around my neck. I wish I had been a man then. If I had been a man, I would never have told my Dad I was too old for a goodbye kiss."

  I looked at Frank and saw that tears were running down his cheeks. Frank spoke again. "Guys, you don‘t know what I would give to have my Dad give me just one more kiss on the cheek....to feel his rough old face....to smell the ocean on him....to feel his arm around my neck. I wish I had been a man then. If I had been a man, I would never have told my Dad I was too old for a goodbye kiss."

  -Bishop Thomas Charles Clary

  第二篇:The Bridge Keeper

  推荐理由:

  类似的故事看过不少,可是仍然没有办法不揪心。眼睁睁地看着四岁的儿子消失在眼前,对于一个父亲来说,最痛苦的事莫过于此。可是谁能给他不牺牲的理由?

  短小精悍,也很容易懂。

  There was once a bridge which spanned a large river. During most of the day the bridge sat with its length running up and down the river paralleled with the banks, allowing ships to pass thru freely on both sides of the bridge. But at certain times each day, a train would come along and the bridge would be turned sideways across the river, allowing a train to cross it.

  A switchman sat in a small shack on one side of the river where he operated the controls to turn the bridge and lock it into place as the train crossed. One evening as the switchman was waiting for the last train of the day to come, he looked off into the distance thru the dimming twilight and caught sight of the trainlights. He stepped to the control and waited until the train was within a prescribed distance when he was to turn the bridge. He turned the bridge into position, but, to his horror, he found the locking control did not work. If the bridge was not securely in position it would wobble back and forth at the ends when the train came onto it, causing the train to jump the track and go crashing into the river. This would be a passenger train with many people aboard. He left the bridge turned across the river, and hurried across the bridge to the other side of the river where there was a lever switch he could hold to operate the lock manually. He would have to hold the lever back firmly as the train crossed. He could hear the rumble of the train now, and he took hold of the lever and leaned backward to apply his weight to it, locking the bridge. He kept applying the pressure to keep the mechanism locked. Many lives depended on this man‘s strength.

  Then, coming across the bridge from the direction of his control shack, he heard a sound that made his blood run cold. "Daddy, where are you?" His four-year-old son was crossing the bridge to look for him. His first impulse was to cry out to the child, "Run! Run!" But the train was too close; the tiny legs would never make it across the bridge in time. The man almost left his lever to run and snatch up his son and carry him to safety. But he realized that he could not get back to the lever. Either the people on the train or his little son must die. He took a moment to make his decision.

  The train sped safely and swiftly on its way, and no one aboard was even aware of the tiny broken body thrown mercilessly into the river by the onrushing train. Nor were they aware of the pitiful figure of the sobbing man, still clinging tightly to the locking lever long after the train had passed. They did not see him walking home more slowly than he had ever walked: to tell his wife how their son had brutally died.

  Now if you comprehend the emotions which went this man‘s heart, you can begin to understand the feelings of our Father in Heaven when He sacrificed His Son to bridge the gap between us and eternal life. Can there be any wonder that He caused the earth to tremble and the skies to darken when His Son died? How does He feel when we speed along thru life without giving a thought to what was done for us thru Jesus Christ?

  第三篇:The House of 1000 Mirrors (Japanese folktale)

  推荐理由:

  生活就是一面镜子,你对它微笑,它也对你微笑;你对它哭泣,它也对你哭泣。

  可能有些老套。但是这是英文版的。

  Long ago in a small, far away village, there was place known as the House of 1000 Mirrors. A small, happy little dog learned of this place and decided to visit. When he arrived, he bounced happily up the stairs to the doorway of the house. He looked through the doorway with his ears lifted high and his tail wagging as fast as it could. To his great surprise, he found himself staring at 1000 other happy little dogs with their tails wagging just as fast as his. He smiled a great smile, and was answered with 1000 great smiles just as warm and friendly. As he left the House, he thought to himself, "This is a wonderful place. I will come back and visit it often." In this same village, another little dog, who was not quite as happy as the first one, decided to visit the house. He slowly climbed the stairs and hung his head low as he looked into the door. When he saw the 1000 unfriendly looking dogs staring back at him, he growled at them and was horrified to see 1000 little dogs growling back at him. As he left, he thought to himself, "That is a horrible place, and I will never go back there again."

  All the faces in the world are mirrors. What kind of reflections do you see in the faces of the people you meet?

  As Told by Chris P. Cash

  第四篇:Forgiveness

  推荐理由:

  这篇故事里,一个父亲,不仅原谅了杀害儿子的凶手,而且希望能收凶手为养子,让他做自己的继承人。

  再不可思议的事情,也有它的理由。

  如果连这都可以原谅,那么这世间再没有任何事让你记恨。

  让更多人来感受一颗博大宽容的心吧。

  A letter written to a man on death row by the Father of the man whom the man on death row had killed:

  You are probably surprised that I, of all people, am writing a letter to you, but I ask you to read it in its entirety and consider its request seriously. As the Father of the man whom you took part in murdering, I have something very important to say to you.

  I forgive you. With all my heart, I forgive you. I realize it may be hard for you to believe, but I really do. At your trial, when you confessed to your part in the events that cost my Son his life and asked for my forgiveness, I immediately granted you that forgiving love from my heart. I can only hope you believe me and will accept my forgiveness.

  But this is not all I have to say to you. I want to make you an offer -- I want you to become my adopted child. You see, my Son who died was my only child, and I now want to share my life with you and leave my riches to you. This may not make sense to you or anyone else, but I believe you are worth the offer. I have arranged matters so that if you will receive my offer of forgiveness, not only will you be pardoned for your crime, but you also will be set free from your imprisonment, and your sentence of death will be dismissed. At that point, you will become my adopted child and heir to all my riches.

  I realize this is a risky offer for me to make to you -- you might be tempted to reject my offer completely -- but I make it to you without reservation.

  Also, I realize it may seem foolish to make such an offer to one who cost my Son his life, but I now have a great love and an unchangeable forgiveness in my heart for you.

  Finally, you may be concerned that once you accept my offer you may do something to cause you to be denied your rights as an heir to my wealth. Nothing could be further from the truth. If I can forgive you for your part in my Son‘s death, I can forgive you for anything. I know you never will be perfect, but you do not have to be perfect to receive my offer. Besides, I believe that once you have accepted my offer and begin to experience the riches that will come to you from me, that your primary (though not always) response will be gratitude and loyalty.

  Some would call me foolish for my offer to you, but I wish for you to call me your Father.

  Sincerely,

  The Father of Jesus

  第五篇:He Never Missed a Game

  Bob Richards, the former pole-vault champion, shares a moving story about a skinny young boy who loved football with all his heart.

  Practice after practice, he eagerly gave everything he had. But being half the size of the other boys, he got absolutely nowhere. At all the games, this hopeful athlete sat on the bench and hardly ever played.

  This teenager lived alone with his father, and the two of them had a very special relationship. Even though the son was always On the bench, his father was always in the stands cheering. He never missed a game. This young man was still the smallest of the class when he entered high school. But his father continued to encourage him but also made it very clear that he did not have to play football if he didn‘t want to.

  But the young man loved football and decided to hang in there He was determined to try his best at every practice, and perhaps he‘d get to play when he became a senior. All through high school he never missed a practice nor a game but remained a bench-warmer all four years. His faithful father was always in the stands, always with words of encouragement for him. When the young man went to college, he decided to try out for the football team as a "walk-on." Everyone was sure he could never make the cut, but he did.

  The coach admitted that he kept him on the roster because he always puts his heart and soul to every practice, and at the same time, provided the other members with the spirit and hustle they badly needed.

  The news that he had survived the cut thrilled him so much that he rushed to the nearest phone and called his father. His father shared his excitement and was sent season tickets for all the college games. This persistent young athlete never missed practice during his four years at college, but he never got to play in a game.

  It was the end of his senior football season, and as he trotted onto the practice field shortly before the big playoff game, the coach met him with a telegram. The young man read the telegram and he became deathly silent. Swallowing hard, he mumbled to the coach, "My father died this morning. Is it all right if I miss practice today?" The coach put his arm gently around his shoulder and said, "Take the rest of the week off, son. And don‘t even plan to come back to the game on Saturday."

  Saturday arrived, and the game was not going well. In the third quarter,when the team was ten points behind, a silent young man quietly slipped into the empty locker room and put on his football gear. As he ran onto the sidelines, the coach and his players were astounded to see their faithful teammate back so soon. "Coach, please let me play. I‘ve just got to play today," said the young man. The coach pretended not to hear him. There was no way he wanted his worst player in this close playoff game. But the young man persisted, and finally feeling sorry for the kid, the coach gave in. "All right," he said."You can go in." Before long, the coach, the players and everyone in the stands could not believe their eyes. This little unknown, who had never played before was doing everything right. The opposing team could not stop him. He ran, he passed, blocked, and tackled like a star. His team began to triumph. The score was soon tied. In the closing seconds of the game, this kid intercepted a pass and ran all the way for the winning touchdown. The fans broke loose. His teammates hoisted him onto their shoulders. Such cheering you never heard.

  Finally, after the stands had emptied and the team had showered and left the locker room, the coach noticed that this young man was sitting quietly in the corner all alone The coach came to him and said, " Kid, I can‘t believe it. You were fantastic! Tell me what got into you? How did you do it?"

  He looked at the coach, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Well, you knew my dad died, but did you know that my dad was blind?" The young man swallowed hard and forced a smile, "Dad came to all my games, but today was the first time he could see me play, and I wanted to show him I could do it!"

  Like the athlete‘s father, God is always there cheering for us. He‘s always reminding us to go on. He‘s even offering us His hand for He knows what is best, and is willing to give us what we need and not simply what we want. GOD has never missed a single game. What a joy to know that life is meaningful if lived for the Highest. Live for HIM for He‘s watching us in the game of life!

  第六篇:The Most Beautiful Flower

  推荐理由:

  生活中不是缺少美,而是缺少发现美的眼睛;生活中不是缺少快乐,而是缺少感受快乐的心。

  如果双目失明,我们是不是一定不快乐?如果健健康康,我们是不是一定快乐?

  它再一次告诉我们,快乐在心。

  The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree. Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, For the world was intent on dragging me down.

  And if that weren‘t enough to ruin my day, A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play. He stood right before me with his head tilted down And said with great excitement, "Look what I found!"

  In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight, With its petals all worn - not enough rain, or too little light. Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play, I faked a small smile and then shifted away.

  But instead of retreating he sat next to my side and placed the flower to his nose and declared with surprise, "It sure smells pretty and it‘s beautiful, too. That‘s why I picked it; here, it‘s for you."

  The weed before me was dying or dead. Not vibrant of colors, orange, yellow or red. But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave. So I reached for the flower, and replied, "Just what I need."

  But instead of him placing the flower in my hand, He held it mid-air without reason or plan. It was then that I noticed for the very first time, that weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind.

  I heard my voice quiver, tears shone like the sun. As I thanked him for picking the very best one. "You‘re welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play, Unaware of the impact he‘d had on my day.

  I sat there and wondered how he managed to see a self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree. How did he know of my self-indulged plight? Perhaps from his heart, he‘d been blessed with true sight.

  Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see, the problem was not with the world; the problem was me. And for all of those times I myself had been blind, I vowed to see beauty, and appreciate every second that‘s mine.

  And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose and breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose And smiled as that young boy, another weed in his hand About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.

  Author unknown

  第七篇:Building

  推荐理由:

  总有一天,算计别人的.时候,会算到自己的头上。

  故事有些小小的幽默,并且意味深长。

  A great and wise man once called one of his workmen to him saying, "Go into the far country and build for me a house. The decisions of planning and of actual construction will be yours, but remember, I shall come to accept your work for a very special friend of mine."

  And so the workman departed with a light heart for his field of labor. Material of all kinds was plentiful here, but the workman had a mind of his own. "Surely," he thought, "I know my business. I can use a bit of inferior materials here and cheat on my workmanship a little there, and still make the finished work look good. Only I will know that what I have built has weaknesses."

  And so, at last the work was completed and the workman reported back to the great and wise man. "Very good," he said. "Now remember that I wanted you to use only the finest materials and craftsmanship in this house because I wanted to make present of it——My friend, you are the one I had you build it for. It is all yours."

  How much like man. He comes to earth a stranger. He has his free agency. He may build as he likes. But on the morning of his resurrection he will receive what he has built for an eternal home and habitation.

  第八篇:Attitude is Everything

  推荐理由:

  永远积极面对人生,真的那么容易吗?每一天,你都可以选择开心或是不开心;但是有一天,你必须去选择,是生,还是死,你发现只要你选择生存,你就一定可以。态度就是一切。

  禁不住想为主人公JERRY喝彩。

  这是一篇很容易懂的文章,越到后面一切越出人意料。极力推荐。

  Attitude is Everything

  By Francie Baltazar-Schwartz

  Jerry was the kind of guy you love to hate. He was always in a good mood and always had something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!"

  He was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant. The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.

  Seeing this really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, "I don‘t get it! You can‘t be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?" Jerry replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, Jerry, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood.‘ I choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life."

  "Yeah, right, it‘s not that easy," I protested.

  "Yes it is," Jerry said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It‘s your choice how you live life."

  I reflected on what Jerry said. Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.

  Several years later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gunpoint by three armed robbers. While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. Luckily, Jerry was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body.

  I saw Jerry about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I‘d be twins. Wanna see my scars?"

  I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place. "The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door," Jerry replied. "Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live, or I could choose to die. I chose to live.

  "Weren‘t you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked. Jerry continued, "The paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the emergency room and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read, ‘He‘s a dead man. " I knew I needed to take action."

  "What did you do?" I asked.

  "Well, there was a big, burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Jerry. "She asked if I was allergic to anything. ‘Yes,‘ I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply.. I took a deep breath and yelled, ‘Bullets!‘ Over their laughter, I told them, ‘I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead."

  Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything.

  第九篇:The Fence

  推荐理由:

  从这篇文章里面,我至少感受到两点:第一,人的潜力是无穷的,很多时候你认为自己做不到的事情,其实可以。就像一些看似根深蒂固的习惯,其实可以改变。第二,正如文中所说,言语的伤害有时候比身体的伤害更严重,这个道理谁都懂,但是文中所用的比喻真的太绝妙。

  The Fence

  There was a little boy with a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, to hammer a nail in the back fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Then it gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn‘t lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won‘t matter how many times you say I‘m sorry, the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one. Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us.

  第十篇:The Eyes of Love

  推荐理由:

  在每一个爱你的人眼里,你都是最美丽的,连缺点都是美丽的。

  所以我们每个人都可以自信满满,有理由有资本去自信,只要拥有了爱。

  A grandmother and a little girl whose face was sprinkled with bright red freckles spent the day at the zoo.

  The children were waiting in line to get their cheeks painted by a local artist who was decorating them with tiger paws.

  "You‘ve got so many freckles, there‘s no place to paint!" a boy in the line cried.

  Embarrassed, the little girl dropped her head. Her grandmother knelt down next to her. "I love your freckles," she said.

  "Not me," the girl replied.

  "Well, when I was a little girl I always wanted freckles" she said, tracing her finger across the child‘s cheek. "Freckles are beautiful!"

  The girl looked up. "Really?" "Of course," said the grandmother. "Why, just name me one thing that‘s prettier than freckles."

  The little girl peered into the old woman‘s smiling face. "Wrinkles," she answered softly.

  Contributed by Father Pat

英文哲理故事 10

  It happened that a Dog had got a piece of meat and was carrying it home in his mouth to eat it in peace. Now, on his way home he had to cross a plank lying across a running brook. As he crossed, he looked down and saw his own shadow reflected in the water beneath. Thinking it was another dog with another piece of meat, he made up his mind to have that also. So he made a snap at the shadow in the water, but as he opened his mouth the piece of meat fell out, dropped into the water and was never seen more.

  Beware lest you lose the substance by grasping at the shadow.

  一只狗嘴里衔着一块肉,走过一条河上面的桥,看见他自己在水里的'影子,以为是另一只狗,那时狗衔着的肉,比他自己的还要大一倍,因此他仍掉自己的那一块,狠狠地扑向那只狗,想夺到那一块较大的肉。结果两头都落了空,因为他想要抓取在水中的那一块,只不过是一个影子,而原来的那一块,也被水冲走了。

  谨记,切莫因追逐幻影而丢失已有的东西。

英文哲理故事 11

  The Wolf and the Dog

  There is a wolf. He is very hungry and has no strength to find food. As he lies under a large tree, a dog sees him. The dog sees the wolf is so thin and hungry, and he feels sorry for him and says, “You are so terrible! Are you hungry?”

  “Yes,” says the wolf, “I’m hungry because you are guarding the sheep. Now I am so weak that I can’t find food. I think I will do.”

  “Why not help me?” Asks the dog, “I work regularly and I eat regularly. You could do the same. You can help me guard the sleep. In that way, I will not worry about your stealing the sleep, and you will not worry about going hungry. It’s good for us.

  The wolf thinks it over and thinks the dog is right. So they walk to the dog’s house. As they are walking, the wolf sees that only the hair of the dog’s neck is very thin. He is curious about this. So he asks the dog about it.

  “Oh, don’t worry about that,” says the dog, “It’s the place where the collar ties on the neck. My master chains me up at night,”

  “Chained up!” shouts the wolf, “Do you mean that you are chained up at night? If I come to live with you, will I be chained up at night, too?”

  “That’s night,” says the dog, “But, you’ll get used to it.”

  “But, if I am chained up, I won’t be free.” After saying this, the wolf turns round and runs away.

  The dog shouts, “Wait! Come back! I’m not free, but I’m healthy. I have good food, and a warm place to sleep. I like enjoying life. In fact, I’m freer than you are.”

  狼和狗

  有一只狼,他非常饿,而且饿得没有力气去找吃的了。当他躺在一棵大树下时,一只狗看见了他。看到狼又饿又瘦,狗挺可怜他的:“你看上去真可怕。你很饿啊?“

  “是的。”狼说,“我饿是因为你和你的伙伴看守着羊群。现在我弱得没法去找食物。我想我就快要死了。”

  “为什么不帮我呢?”狗说,“我们按时工作,准时吃饭。你也行的。你可以帮我看羊群。那样我就不用担心你会来偷羊,你也不用担心挨饿了。这对我们都有好处。”

  狼考虑了一下,觉得狗说的对,他们就一起朝狗的屋子走去了。正走着,狼看见口脖子上的毛很少。他觉得好奇,就问狗怎么回事。

  “啊,别担心,”狗说,“这是系狗项圈的地方,晚上主人会把我拴起来。”

  “拴起来?”狼叫起来,“你是说晚上你会拴起来?如果我去和你住,晚上也会被拴起来?”

  “没错,”狗说,“但是你会习惯的`。”

  “但是,如果被拴起来,我就不自由了。”说完,狼转身跑了。

  狗大声喊道:“等等!回来!我是不自由,可是我很健康,我有好的食物,有个温暖的地方睡觉。你太喜欢享受生活了。我其实比你还自由些。”

英文哲理故事 12

  The House of 1000 Mirrors 千镜屋 Long ago in a small, faraway village, there was a place known as the House of 1000 Mirrors. A small, happy little dog learned of this place and decided to visit. 很久以前的一个很远的小村庄里,有一个以"千镜屋"而著名的地方。一个乐观的小狗听说了这个地方并决定去参观。

  When he arrived, he hounced happily up the stairs to the doorway of the house. He looked through the doorway with his ears lifted high and his tail wagging as fast as it could. To his great surprise, he found himself staring at 1000 other happy little dogs with their tails wagging just as fast as his. 当来到这个地方,他蹦蹦跳欢恰快的上了台阶,来到房门口,他高高竖起耳朵,欢快地摇着尾巴,从门口口往里张望,他惊奇地看到有1000只欢乐的小狗像他一样快的摇尾巴。

  He smiled a great smile, and was answered with 1000 great smiles just as warm and firendly. As he left the House, he thought to himself, "This is a wonderful place. I will come back and visit it often."他灿烂地微笑着,回报他的是1000张热情,友好的'灿烂笑脸。离开时他心想:"这是一个精彩的地主,我一定要经常来参观。"

  In this same village, another little dog, who was not quite as happy as the first one, decided to visit the house. He slowly climbed the stairs and hung his head low as he looked into the door. When he saw the 1000 unfriendly looking dogs staring back at him, he growled at them and was horrified to see 1000 little dogs growling back at him.在这个村里还有另一只想参观"千镜屋"的小狗,他不及第一只小狗乐观,他慢吞吞地爬上台阶,然后耷拉着脑袋往屋子里看。一看到有1000只小狗不友好地盯着他,他便开始冲他们狂吠,镜中的1000只小狗也冲着他狂吠,把他给吓坏了,

  As he left, he thought to himself, "That is a horrible place, and I will never go back there again."他在离开时心想:"这是一个恐怖的地方,我再也不会来了。"All the faces in the world are mirrors. What kind of reflections do you see in the faces of the people you meet?世界上所有的脸都是镜子,在你所遇见的人的脸上你看到反射出来的是什么?

英文哲理故事 13

  A man was going to the house of some rich person. As he went along the road, he saw a box of good apples at the side of the road. He said, "I do not want to eat those apples; for the rich man will give me much food; he will give me very nice food to eat." Then he took the apples and threw them away into the dust.

  He went on and came to a river. The river had become very big; so he could not go over it. He waited for some time; then he said, "I cannot go to the rich man's house today, for I cannot get over the river."

  He began to go home. He had eaten no food that day. He began to want food. He came to the apples, and he was glad to take them out of the dust and eat them.

  Do not throw good things away; you may be glad to have them at some other time.

  【释义】

  一个人正朝着一个富人的房子走去,当他沿着路走时,在路的一边他发现一箱好苹果,他说:"我不打算吃那些苹果,因为富人会给我更多的'食物,他会给我很好吃的东西。"然后他拿起苹果,一把扔到土里去。 他继续走,来到河边,河涨水了,因此,他到不了河对岸,他等了一会儿,然后他说:"今天我去不了富人家了,因为我不能渡过河。"

  他开始回家,那天他没有吃东西。他就开始去找吃的,他找到苹果,很高兴地把它们从尘土中翻出来吃了。 不要把好东西扔掉,换个时候你会觉得它们大有用处。

英文哲理故事 14

  How Important It is

  There isa suitcase for you with a million US dollar in 。

  Thesuitcase is placed in a building away from you about one hour driving。 Thecondition is,you need to get there within two hours。 If you did,I will giveyou the suitcase with a million US dollar。 Or if you late for only one minute,nothing will you get。 When would you get about?

  Manywould say: “Now。” will you?

  Now youset out。 You hurry into your car,start it,drive for the building。 You are soexcited and wonder what to do about the one million US dollars。 All of a sudden,you are stopped by the traffic jam。 You turn on the radio and find there is noany way to get there because of the accident on your way。 What will you do neststep? Go back? Or step out your car,go to the building on foot (running oremploy a helicopter or other ways)?

  If,youare on the way to the dentist’s office and there is a traffic jam,surely youwould turn back and appoit for another time。

  Why isthere difference between these two thins? Because of the destination。 If it isquite important for you,you will conquer it,regardless any hardship; or ifyit is not so serious,you may call it a day。

英文哲理故事 15

  Samantha, like many renters, is tired of renting. One reason is that her annual rent goes up like clockwork. Every year her landlord raises the rent five percent. Another reason is her neighbors. “New neighbors always seem to be more inconsiderate than the ones who moved out,” she said. “My first neighbor was a door-slammer; I always knew when he came home or left home. After he moved out, a saxophonist moved in. A saxophonist! He practiced two hours a day. On Saturday his friends would come over and I’d get to listen to a whole band. I called the police, but they said saxophone playing is permitted in apartments for up to four hours a day, because saxophone playing is job-related. They told me I was lucky that the guy was only playing two hours a day!”

  There are many unhappy renters, but there are also happy renters. “I’ve been lucky my whole life,” said Howard, a middle-aged man. “My neighbors couldn’t have been any better if I had picked them myself. One neighbor was a chef. He’d bring me the best leftovers in the world. Another neighbor was a pianist. She played the most delightful music. Another neighbor was a mechanic who did my tune-ups and changed the oil in my car. My latest neighbor is a birder; we go birding every weekend with our binoculars.”

  Different persons have different attitudes. Samantha saw the saxophone player as irritating, yet Howard saw the piano player as delightful. Millions of people would be happy just to have a roof over their head. Yet there are millions who would complain that their roof is the wrong color.

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