英語美文摘抄

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英語美文摘抄（精選10篇）

　　英語（English），屬于印歐語系中日耳曼語族下的西日耳曼語支，是由古代從丹麥等斯堪的納維亞半島以及德國(guó)、荷蘭及周邊移民至不列顛群島的盎格魯、撒克遜和朱特部落的日耳曼人所說的語言演變而來，并通過英國(guó)的殖民活動(dòng)傳播到了世界各地。下面是小編為你帶來的英語美文摘抄（精選10篇），歡迎閱讀。

英語美文摘抄（精選10篇）

　　英語美文摘抄篇1

　　Rush 匆匆--朱自清

　　Swallows may have gone, but there is a time of return; willow trees may have died back, but there is a time of regreening; peach blossoms may have fallen, but they will bloom again. Now, you the wise, tell me, why should our days leave us, never to return? - If they had been stolen by someone, who could it be? Where could he hide them? If they had made the escape themselves, then where could they stay at the moment?

　　燕子去了，有再來的時(shí)候；楊柳枯了，有再青的時(shí)候；桃花謝了，有再開的時(shí)候。但是，聰明的，你告訴我，我們的日子為什么一去不復(fù)返呢？——是有人偷了他們罷：那是誰？又藏在何處呢？是他們自己逃走了：現(xiàn)在又到了哪里呢？

　　I dont know how many days I have been given to spend, but I do feel my hands are getting empty. Taking stock silently, I find that more than eight thousand days have already slid away from me. Like a drop of water from the point of a needle disappearing into the ocean, my days are dripping into the stream of time, soundless, traceless. Already sweat is starting on my forehead, and tears welling up in my eyes.

　　我不知道他們給了我多少日子；但我的手確乎是漸漸空虛了。在默默里算著，八千多日子已經(jīng)從我手中溜去；象針尖上一滴水滴在大海里，我的日子滴在時(shí)間的流里，沒有聲音也沒有影子。我不禁頭涔涔而淚潸潸了。

　　Those that have gone have gone for good, those to come keep coming; yet in between, how swift is the shift, in such a rush? When I get up in the morning, the slanting sun marks its presence in my small room in two or three oblongs. The sun has feet, look, he is treading on, lightly and furtively; and I am caught, blankly, in his revolution. Thus--the day flows away through the sink when I wash my hands, wears off in the bowl when I eat my meal, and passes away before my day-dreaming gaze as reflect in silence. I can feel his haste now, so I reach out my hands to hold him back, but he keeps flowing past my withholding hands. In the evening, as I lie in bed, he strides over my body, glides past my feet, in his agile way. The moment I open my eyes and meet the sun again, one whole day has gone. I bury my face in my hands and heave a sigh. But the new day begins to flash past in the sigh.

　　去的盡管去了，來的盡管來著，去來的中間，又怎樣的匆匆呢？早上我起來的時(shí)候，小屋里射進(jìn)兩三方斜斜的太陽。太陽他有腳啊，輕輕悄悄地挪移了；我也茫茫然跟著旋轉(zhuǎn)。于是——洗手的時(shí)候，日子從水盆里過去；吃飯的時(shí)候，日子從飯碗里過去；默默時(shí)，便從凝然的雙眼前過去。我覺察他去的匆匆了，伸出手遮挽時(shí)，他又從遮挽著的手邊過去，天黑時(shí)，我躺在床上，他便伶伶俐俐地從我身邊垮過，從我腳邊飛去了。等我睜開眼和太陽再見，這算又溜走了一日。我掩著面嘆息。但是新來的日子的影兒又開始在嘆息里閃過了。

　　What can I do, in this bustling world, with my days flying in their escape? Nothing but to hesitate, to rush. What have I been doing in that eight-thousand-day rush, apart from hesitating? Those bygone days have been dispersed as smoke by a light wind, or evaporated as mist by the morning sun. What traces have I left behind me? Have I ever left behind any gossamer traces at all? I have come to the world, stark naked; am I to go back, in a blink, in the same stark nakedness? It is not fair though: why should I have made such a trip for nothing!

　　在逃去如飛的日子里，在千門萬戶的世界里的'我能做些什么呢？只有徘徊罷了，只有匆匆罷了；在八千多日的匆匆里，除徘徊外，又剩些什么呢？過去的日子如輕煙卻被微風(fēng)吹散了，如薄霧，被初陽蒸融了；我留著些什么痕跡呢？我何曾留著象游絲樣的痕跡呢？我赤裸裸來到這世界，轉(zhuǎn)眼間也將赤裸裸地回去罷？但不能平的，為什么偏要白白走這一遭�。�

　　You the wise, tell me, why should our days leave us, never to return?

　　你聰明的，告訴我，我們的日子為什么一去不復(fù)返呢？

　　英語美文摘抄篇2

　　Virtue 美德

　　Sweet day,so cool,so calm,so bright! 甜美的白晝，如此涼爽、安寧、明媚！

　　The bridal of the earth and sky- 天地間完美的匹配-----

　　The dew shall weep thy fall to-night; 今宵的露珠兒將為你的消逝而落淚；

　　For thou must die. 因?yàn)槟惚仨氹x去。

　　Sweet rose,whose hue angry and brave, 美麗的玫瑰，色澤紅潤(rùn)艷麗，

　　Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, 令匆匆而過的人拭目而視，

　　Thy root is ever in its grave, 你的根永遠(yuǎn)扎在墳?zāi)估铮?/p>

　　And thou must die. 而你必須消逝。

　　Sweet spring,full of sweet days and roses, 美妙的春天，充滿了美好的日子和芳香的.玫瑰，

　　A box where sweets compacted lie, 如一支芬芳滿溢的盒子，

　　My music shows ye have your closes, 我的音樂表明你們也有終止，

　　And all must die, 萬物都得消逝。

　　Only a sweet and virtuous soul, 唯有美好而正直的心靈，

　　Like season‘d timber,never gives; 猶如干燥備用的木料，永不走樣；

　　But though the whole world turn to coal, 縱然整個(gè)世界變?yōu)榛覡a，

　　Then chiefly lives. 它依然流光溢彩。

　　英語美文摘抄篇3

　　YOUTH

　　Samuel Ullman

　　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 tempera-mental 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 spring back to dust.

　　Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being’s heart the lure of wonder,the unfailing childlike appetite of 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, cheer, courage and power from men and from the Infinite, so long are you young.When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old, even at 20, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at 80.

　　青春

　　塞繆爾·厄爾曼

　　青春不是年華，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，炙熱的戀情；青春是生命的.深泉在涌流。

　　青春氣貫長(zhǎng)虹，勇銳蓋過怯弱，進(jìn)取壓倒茍安。如此銳氣，二十后生而有之，六旬男子則更多見。年歲有加，并非垂老，理想丟棄，方墮暮年。

　　歲月悠悠，衰微只及肌膚；熱忱拋卻，頹廢必致靈魂。憂煩，惶恐，喪失自信，定使心靈扭曲，意氣如灰。

　　無論年屆花甲，擬或二八芳齡，心中皆有生命之歡樂，奇跡之誘惑，孩童般天真久盛不衰。人人心中皆有一臺(tái)天線，只要你從天上人間接受美好、希望、歡樂、勇氣和力量的信號(hào)，你就青春永駐，風(fēng)華常存。

　　一旦天線下降，銳氣便被冰雪覆蓋，玩世不恭、自暴自棄油然而生，即使年方二十，實(shí)已垂垂老矣；然則只要樹起天線，捕捉樂觀信號(hào)，你就有望在八十高齡告別塵寰時(shí)仍覺希望。

　　英語美文摘抄篇4

　　Do you fear the wind?

　　Do you fear the force of the wind,

　　The slash of the rain?

　　Go face them and fight them,

　　Be savage again.

　　Go hungry and cold like the wolf,

　　Go wade like the crane:

　　The palms of your hands will thicken,

　　The skin of your cheek will tan,

　　Youll grow ragged and weary and swarthy,

　　But youll walk like a man!

　　英語美文摘抄篇5

　　The Sleeping Beauty - 睡美人

　　Sleep on ,and dream of Heaven awhile-----

　　Tho shut so close thy laughing eyes,

　　Thy rosy lips still wear a smile

　　And move and breathe delicious sighs!

　　Ah ,now soft blushes tinge her cheeks

　　And mantle oer her neck of snow;

　　Ah,now she murmurs, now she speaks

　　What most I wish--------and fear to know!

　　She starts ,she trembles ,and she weeps!

　　Her fair hands folded on her breast;

　　-------And now ,how like a saint she sleeps!

　　A seraph in the realms of rest!

　　Sleep on secure! A bove control

　　Thy thoughts belong to Heaven and thee;

　　And may the secret of thy soul

　　Remain within its sanctuary!

　　英語美文摘抄篇6

　　愛情的見證

　　Loves Witness

　　Slight unpremeditated Words are borne

　　By every common Wind into the Air;

　　Carelessly utterd, die as soon as born，

　　And in one instant give both Hope and Fear：

　　Breathing all Contraries with the same Wind

　　According to the Caprice of the Mind.

　　But Billetdoux are constant Witnesses，

　　Substantial Records to Eternity;

　　Just Evidences，who the Truth confess,

　　On which the Lover safely may rely；

　　Theyre serious Thoughts，digested and resolvd；

　　And last，when Words are into Clouds devolvd.

　　不加思索的輕率話語，

　　被每一次平凡的呼吸載入空氣；

　　隨便說說，剛出口即消失，

　　一瞬間給人希望和恐懼：

　　同一氣息呼出萬般矛盾心腸，

　　追隨心靈無常的遐想。

　　但情書則是恒常的'見證，

　　直至永恒的實(shí)體記錄；

　　公道的證物，它道出真誠(chéng)，

　　戀人能在其上安心依附；

　　它們是嚴(yán)肅的思想，經(jīng)過深思熟慮；

　　當(dāng)話語在云外消失，它們還將延續(xù)。

　　英語美文摘抄篇7

　　幸福快樂就好

　　We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse. For my grandchildren, I d know better.

　　Id really like for them to know about hand-me-down clothes and home-made ice cream and leftover meatloaf. I really would.

　　My cherished grandson, I hope you learn humility by surviving failure and that you learn to be honest even when no one is looking.

　　I hope you learn to make your bed and mow the lawn and wash the car-and I hope nobody gives you a brand-new car when you are sixteen.

　　It will be good if at least one time you can see a baby calf born, and you have a good friend to be with you if you ever have to put your old dog to sleep.

　　I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in.

　　I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother. And it is all right to draw a line down the middle of the room, but when he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he s scared, I hope you ll let him.

　　And when you want to see a Disney movie and your kid brother wants to tag along, I hope you take him.

　　I hope you have to walk uphill with your friends and that you live in a town where you can do it safely.

　　If you want a slingshot, I hope your father teaches you how to make one instead of buying one. I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books, and when you learn to use computers, you also learn how to add and subtract in your head.

　　I hope you get razzed by friends when you have your first crush on a girl, and that when you talk back to your mother you learn what Ivory soap tastes like.

　　May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on the stove and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole.

　　I hope you get sick when someone blows smoke in your face. I don t care if you try beer once, but I hope you won t like it. And if a friend offers you a joint or any drugs, I hope you are smart enough to realize that person is not your friend.

　　I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your grandpa or go fishing with your uncle.

　　I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through a neighbor s window, and that she hugs you and kisses you when you give her a plaster of pared mold of your hand.

　　These things I wish for you-tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness.

　　爺爺?shù)钠谕浅：?jiǎn)單幸�？鞓肪秃�

　　我們竭盡全力想讓我們的兒女們過得更好，而結(jié)果卻是適得其反。對(duì)我的孫輩們，我就明智得多了。

　　我真的希望他們能夠了解什么是兄長(zhǎng)傳下來的舊衣服，家制的冰淇淋，以及吃剩的肉糕。我真的希望。

　　我的寶貝孫子，我希望你在經(jīng)受失敗的考驗(yàn)之后能學(xué)會(huì)謙卑，也希望你能學(xué)會(huì)誠(chéng)實(shí)，即使在沒有人注視你的時(shí)候。

　　我希望你能學(xué)會(huì)自己疊被子，自己刈草坪，自己洗車--我還希望在你滿十六歲時(shí)沒有人送給你一輛嶄新的轎車。

　　假如你至少有一次機(jī)會(huì)看見小牛犢出生，假如你不得不為你的老狗送終，那時(shí)有一位好朋友在場(chǎng)為你作伴--那樣該有多好��！

　　我希望你能為自己的所信仰與人斗得眼青臉腫。

　　我希望你能和你弟弟共一間臥室——即使你在臥室中間劃一條分界線也沒關(guān)系�？墒牵�(dāng)?shù)艿芤驗(yàn)楹ε露肋M(jìn)你的被窩時(shí)，我希望你會(huì)接納他。

　　當(dāng)你要出去看迪斯尼電影，你的小弟弟想做你的小尾巴時(shí)，我希望你能帶上他。

　　我希望你能和朋友們一起爬山，而在你所生活的城市里做這項(xiàng)運(yùn)動(dòng)不會(huì)有什么危險(xiǎn)。

　　如果你想要一把彈弓，我希望你父親能教你怎樣自己做一把，而不是為你買一把現(xiàn)成的。我還希望你能學(xué)會(huì)挖泥巴和讀書；而當(dāng)你學(xué)會(huì)使用電腦時(shí)，你也應(yīng)該學(xué)會(huì)加減法的'心算。

　　當(dāng)你第一次戀上一個(gè)女孩時(shí)，我希望你會(huì)受到朋友們的嘲弄；而當(dāng)你跟你母親頂嘴時(shí)，希望她叫你嘗一嘗象牙肥皂的滋味。

　　但愿你能在爬山時(shí)弄破膝蓋上的皮，或者在爐子上燒傷手，或者讓舌頭粘在結(jié)冰的旗桿上。

　　我希望吸煙者對(duì)著你的臉上噴吐煙霧時(shí)，你會(huì)感到惡心。如果你嘗試喝一次啤酒，我不會(huì)在意；但是我希望你不會(huì)喜歡上它。如果有一位朋友請(qǐng)你吸一口含大*的香煙，或者任何毒品，我希望你明智地意識(shí)到他不是你的朋友。

　　我當(dāng)然希望你能抽時(shí)間來陪你爺爺在門廊上坐一坐，或者陪你叔叔釣釣魚。

　　如果你把捧球扔進(jìn)了鄰居的窗戶，我希望你母親懲罰你。如果你能剪掉指甲，用石膏做一只自己的手的模型送給你媽，我希望她會(huì)給你擁抱和親吻。

　　我希望你能經(jīng)歷：艱難的歲月，挫折和失望；希望你努力工作，幸�？鞓�。

　　英語美文摘抄篇8

　　說出心里話

　　Words from the Heart

　　Most people need to hear those "three little words" I love you. Once in a while, they hear them just in time.

　　I met Connie the day she was admitted to the hospice1 ward, where I worked as a volunteer. Her husband, Bill, stood nervously nearby as she was transferred from the gurney2 to the hospital bed. Although Connie was in the final stages of her fight against cancer, she was alert and cheerful. We got her settled in. I finished marking her name on all the hospital supplies she would be using, then asked if she needed anything.

　　"Oh, yes," she said, "would you please show me how to use the TV? I enjoy the soaps so much and I dont want to get behind on whats happening." Connie was a romantic. She loved soap operas, romance novels and movies with a good love story. As we became acquainted, she confided how frustrating it was to be married 32 years to a man who often called her "a silly woman."

　　"Oh, I know Bill loves me," she said, "but he has never been one to say he loves me, or send cards to me." She sighed and looked out the window at the trees in the courtyard. "Id give anything if hed say ‘I love you, but its just not in his nature."

　　Bill visited Connie every day. In the beginning, he sat next to the bed while she watched the soaps. Later, when she began sleeping more, he paced up and down the hallway outside her room. Soon, when she no longer watched television and had fewer waking moments, I began spending more of my volunteer time with Bill.

　　He talked about having worked as a carpenter and how he liked to go fishing. He and Connie had no children, but theyd been enjoying retirement by traveling, until Connie got sick. Bill could not express his feelings about the fact that his wife was dying.

　　One day, over coffee in the cafeteria, I got him on the subject of women and how we need romance in our lives; how we love to get sentimental1 cards and love letters.

　　"Do you tell Connie you love her?" I asked (knowing his answer), and he looked at me as if I was crazy.

　　"I dont have to," he said. "She knows I do!"

　　"Im sure she knows," I said, reaching over and touching his hands rough, carpenters hands that were gripping the cup as if it were the only thing he had to hang onto "but she needs to hear it, Bill. She needs to hear what she has meant to you all these years. Please think about it."

　　We walked back to Connies room. Bill disappeared inside, and I left to visit another patient. Later, I saw Bill sitting by the bed. He was holding Connies hand as she slept. The date was February 12.

　　Two days later I walked down the hospice ward at noon. There stood Bill, leaning up against the wall in the hallway, staring at the floor. I already knew from the head nurse that Connie had died at 11 A.M..

　　When Bill saw me, he allowed himself to come into my arms for a long time. His face was wet with tears and he was trembling. Finally, he leaned back against the wall and took a deep breath.

　　"I have to say something," he said. "I have to say how good I feel about telling her." He stopped to blow his nose. "I thought a lot about what you said, and this morning I told her how much I loved her... and loved being married to her. You shoulda2 seen her smile!"

　　I went into the room to say my own good?bye to Connie. There, on the bedside table, was a large Valentine card from Bill. You know, the sentimental kind that says, "To my wonderful wife... I love you."

　　大多數(shù)人需要聽到那“三個(gè)小字”——我愛你。有時(shí)他們就會(huì)在最需要的時(shí)候聽到。

　　我在康尼住進(jìn)收容所病房的那天見到了她。我在那兒當(dāng)義工。把她從輪床抬上病床時(shí)，她的丈夫比爾焦慮不安地站在旁邊。雖然康尼處于和癌癥搏斗的晚期，但她仍然神智清醒，精神愉快。我們把她安頓好。我在醫(yī)院提供給她使用的所有用品上標(biāo)上她的名字，然后問她是否需要什么。

　　“啊，是的，”她說，“請(qǐng)告訴我怎么用電視好嗎？我非常喜歡肥皂劇，想隨時(shí)跟上進(jìn)展情況。”康尼是個(gè)浪漫的人。她酷愛肥皂劇、浪漫小說和講述美好愛情故事的電影。隨著我們?cè)絹碓绞�，她向我吐露說，跟一個(gè)經(jīng)常叫她“傻女人”的男人生活了32年有多么沮喪。

　　“唉，我知道比爾愛我，”她說道，“可是他從來不說他愛我，也不給我寄賀卡�！彼龂@了口氣，朝窗外庭院里的樹望去。“如果他說聲‘我愛你’，我愿意付出一切，可這根本不是他的性格。”

　　比爾每天都來探望康尼。一開始，康尼看肥皂劇，他就坐在床旁。后來，她睡的時(shí)候多了，比爾就在屋外走廊里踱來踱去。不久，康尼不再看電視了，醒的時(shí)候也少了，我開始花更多的義工時(shí)間和比爾在一起。

　　他談到他一直是個(gè)木工，他多么喜歡釣魚。他和康尼沒有孩子，但他們四處旅游，享受著退休生活，直到康尼得病。對(duì)他妻子病危這一事實(shí)，比爾無法表達(dá)他的感受。

　　一天，在自助餐廳喝咖啡時(shí)，我設(shè)法和比爾談起女人這個(gè)話題，談到生活中我們多么需要浪漫，多想收到充滿柔情蜜意的卡片和情書。

　　“你跟康尼說你愛她嗎？”我明知故問。他瞧著我，就好像我有神經(jīng)病。

　　“我沒有必要說，”他說道�！八牢覑鬯�！”

　　“我肯定她知道，”我說。我伸出手，觸摸著他那雙木工粗糙的手。這雙手緊握著杯子，似乎它是他需要依附的.惟一東西——“可是她需要聽到它，比爾。她需要聽到所有這些年來她對(duì)你意味什么。請(qǐng)你考慮考慮�！�

　　我們走回康尼的房間。比爾進(jìn)了屋，我走開去看望另一個(gè)病人。后來，我看見比爾坐在床邊�？的崛胨�，他握著她的一只手。那天是2月12日。

　　兩天后的中午時(shí)分，我順著收容所病房過道向前走著。比爾站在那里，靠著墻，凝視著地面。護(hù)士長(zhǎng)已經(jīng)告訴我，康尼在上午11點(diǎn)故去了。

　　比爾看見我后，讓我擁抱了他許久。他滿臉淚水，渾身顫抖。最后，他向后靠在墻上，深深地吸了一口氣。

　　“我有話非說不可，”他說道。“我得說，對(duì)她說出來，感覺真是好極了�！彼Ｏ聛磉┍亲�。“你說的話我想了很多；今天早上我對(duì)她說我多么愛她……我多么珍惜和她結(jié)為夫妻。你真該看看她的笑容！”

　　我走進(jìn)康尼的房間，親自去和她告別。我看見，床頭桌上放著一張比爾給她的大大的情人節(jié)賀卡——就是那種充滿柔情蜜意的賀卡，上面寫著：“給我出色的妻子……我愛你。”

　　英語美文摘抄篇9

　　I like the subtle fresh green budding from the branches of the tree -- the herald(先驅(qū)) of spring, ushering in(領(lǐng)進(jìn)) the dawn...

　　I like the subtle flow of cloud that makes the sky seem even more vast, azure(蔚藍(lán)的) and immense...

　　I like the subtle wind. In spring, it steals a kiss on my cheek; in autumn, it caresses my face; in summer, it brings in cool sweet smell; in winter, it carries a crisp chilliness(寒冷，嚴(yán)寒) ...

　　I like the subtle taste of tea that last long after a sip. The subtle bitter is what it is meant to be...

　　I like the subtle friendship that does not hold people together. In stead, an occasional greeting spreads our longings far beyond...

　　I like the subtle longing for a friend, when I sink deeply in a couch, mind wandering in memories of the past...

　　Love should also be subtle, without enslaving(束縛) the ones fallen into her arms. Not a bit less nor a bit more...

　　Subtle friendship is true; subtle greetings are enough; subtle love is tender; subtle longing is deep; subtle wishes come from the bottom of your heart...

　　英語美文摘抄篇10

　　Every April I am beset by(困擾) the same concern-that spring might not occur this year. The landscape looks forsaken(被拋棄的) , with hills, sky and forest forming a single gray meld, like the wash an artist paints on a canvas(帆布) before the masterwork. My spirits ebb, as they did during an April snowfall when I first came to Maine 15 years ago. "Just wait," a neithbor counseled. "Youll wake up one morning and spring will just be here."

　　Andlo, on May 3 that year I awoke to a green so startling as to be almost electric, as if spring were simply a matter of flipping a switch. Hills, sky and forest revealed their purples, blues and green. Leaves had unfurled(展開) , goldfinches had arrived at the feeder and daffodils(水仙花) were fighting their way heavenward.

　　Then there was the old apple tree. It sits on an undeveloped lot in my neighborhood. It belongs to no one and therefore to everyone. The trees dark twisted branches sprawl in unpruned abandon. Each spring it blossoms so profusely that the air becomes saturated with the aroma of apple. When I drive by with my windows rolled down, it gives me the feeling of moving in another element, like a kid on a water slide.

　　Until last year, I thought I was the only one aware of this tree. And then one day, in a fit of spring madness, I set out with pruner and lopper to remove a few errant branches. No sooner had I arrived under its boughs than neighbors opened their windows and stepped onto their porches. These were people I barely knew and seldom spoke to, but it was as if I had come unbidden(未受邀請(qǐng)的) into their personal gardens.

　　My mobile-home neighbor was the first to speak."Youre not cutting it down, are you?" Another neighbor winced as I lopped off(砍掉) a branch. "Dont kill it, now," he cautioned. Soon half the neighborhood had joined me under the apple arbor. It struck me that I had lived there for five years and only now was learning these peoples names, what they did for a living and how they passed the winter. It was as if the old apple tree gathering us under its boughs for the dual purpose of acquaintanceship and shared wonder. I couldnt help recalling Robert Frosts words:

　　The trees that have it in their pent-up buds

　　To darken nature and be summer woods

　　One thaw led to another. Just the other day I saw one of my neighbors at the local store. He remarked how this recent winter had been especially long and lamented(哀悼) not having seen or spoken at length to anyone in our neighborhood. And then, recouping his thoughts, he looked at me and said, "We need to prune(修剪) that apple tree again."

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