英文美文翻译赏析

英文美文五篇

第一篇

Youth

Youth

is

not

a

time

of

life;

it

is

a

state

of

mind;

it

is

not

a

matter

of

rosy

cheeks,

red

lip

s

and

supple

knees;

it

is

a

matter

of

the

will,

a

quality

of

the

imagination,

a

vigor

of

th

e

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

o

f

20.

Nobody

grows

old

merely

by

a

number

of

years.

We

grow

old

by

deserting

our

i

deals.

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

unfail

ing

appetite

for

what’s

next

and

the

joy

of

the

game

of

living.

In

the

center

of

your

hea

rt

and

my

heart,

there

is

a

wireless

station;

so

long

as

it

receives

messages

of

beauty,

h

ope,

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

th

e

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.

译文：

青春

青春 不是年华，而是心境；青春不是桃面、丹唇、柔膝，而是深沉的意志，恢宏

的想象，炙热 的恋情；青春是生命的深泉在涌流。

青春气贯长虹，勇锐盖 过怯弱，进取压倒苟安。如此锐气，二十后生而有之，六

旬男子则更多见。年岁有加，并 非垂老，理想丢弃，方堕暮年。

岁月悠悠，衰微只及肌肤； 热忱抛却，颓废必致灵魂。忧烦，惶恐，丧失自信，

定使心灵扭曲，意气如灰。

无论年届花甲，拟或二八芳龄，心中皆有生命之欢乐，奇迹之诱惑， 孩童般天真

久盛不衰。人人心中皆有一台天线，只要你从天上人间接受美好、希望、欢乐 、

勇气和力量的信号，你就青春永驻，风华常存。、

一旦天线下降，锐气便被冰雪覆盖，玩世不恭、自暴自弃油然而生，即使年方二

< br>十，实已垂垂老矣；然则只要树起天线，捕捉乐观信号，你就有望在八十高龄告

别 尘寰时仍觉年轻。

第二篇

Three

Days

to

See(Excerpts)

All

of

us

have

read

thrilling

stories

in

which

the

hero

had

only

a

limited

and

specified

time

to

live.

Sometimes

it

was

as

long

as

a

year,

sometimes

as

short

as

24

hours.

But

a

lways

we

were

interested

in

discovering

just

how

the

doomed

hero

chose

to

spend

his

last

days

or

his

last

hours.

I

speak,

of

course,

of

free

men

who

have

a

choice,

not

cond

emned

criminals

whose

sphere

of

activities

is

strictly

delimited.

Such

stories

set

us

thinking,

wondering

what

we

should

do

under

similar

circumstance

s.

What

events,

what

experiences,

what

associations

should

we

crowd

into

those

last

h

ours

as

mortal

beings,

what

regrets?

Sometimes

I

have

thought

it

would

be

an

excellent

rule

to

live

each

day

as

if

we

shoul

d

die

tomorrow.

Such

an

attitude

would

emphasize

sharply

the

values

of

life.

We

shou

ld

live

each

day

with

gentleness,

vigor

and

a

keenness

of

appreciation

which

are

often

lost

when

time

stretches

before

us

in

the

constant

panorama

of

more

days

and

months

and

years

to

come.

There

are

those,

of

course,

who

would

adopt

the

Epicurean

motto

of

“Eat,

drink,

and

be

merry”.

But

most

people

would

be

chastened

by

the

certainty

of

impending

death.

In

stories

the

doomed

hero

is

usually

saved

at

the

last

minute

by

some

stroke

of

fortun

e,

but

almost

always

his

sense

of

values

is

changed.

He

becomes

more

appreciative

of

the

meaning

of

life

and

its

permanent

spiritual

values.

It

has

often

been

noted

that

thos

e

who

live,

or

have

lived,

in

the

shadow

of

death

bring

a

mellow

sweetness

to

everythi

ng

they

do.

Most

of

us,

however,

take

life

for

granted.

We

know

that

one

day

we

must

die,

but

usu

ally

we

picture

that

day

as

far

in

the

future.

When

we

are

in

buoyant

health,

death

is

al

l

but

unimaginable.

We

seldom

think

of

it.

The

days

stretch

out

in

an

endless

vista.

So

we

go

about

our

petty

tasks,

hardly

aware

of

our

listless

attitude

toward

life.

The

same

lethargy,

I

am

afraid,

characterizes

the

use

of

all

our

faculties

and

senses.

O

nly

the

deaf

appreciate

hearing,

only

the

blind

realize

the

manifold

blessings

that

lie

in

sight.

Particularly

does

this

observation

apply

to

those

who

have

lost

sight

and

hearin

g

in

adult

life.

But

those

who

have

never

suffered

impairment

of

sight

or

hearing

seldo

m

make

the

fullest

use

of

these

blessed

faculties.

Their

eyes

and

ears

take

in

all

sights

and

sounds

hazily,

without

concentration

and

with

little

appreciation.

It

is

the

same

ol

d

story

of

not

being

grateful

for

what

we

have

until

we

lose

it,

of

not

being

conscious

of

health

until

we

are

ill.

I

have

often

thought

it

would

be

a

blessing

if

each

human

being

were

stricken

blind

an

d

deaf

for

a

few

days

at

some

time

during

his

early

adult

life.

Darkness

would

make

hi

m

more

appreciative

of

sight;

silence

would

teach

him

the

joys

of

sound.

译文：

假如给我三天光明（节选）

我们都 读过震撼人心的故事，

故事中的主人公只能再活一段很有限的时光，

有时

长达一年，

有时却短至一日。

但我们总是想要知道，

注定要离世人的会选择如何

度过自己最后 的时光。

当然，

我说的是那些有选择权利的自由人，