中英文双语英语美文摘抄

对于外语学习者而言,阅读是有效地获取语言输入的基本技能之一。同时,由于外语学习者练习使用外语的机会与时间的不足,阅读也成了其进行外语练习的一种主要方法,对于非英语专业的大学生来说更是如此。下面是学习啦小编带来的中英文双语英语美文，欢迎阅读!

中英文双语英语美文篇一

Windflowers,windflowers

my father told me not to go

near them

He said he feared them always

and he told me that they

carried him away

Windflowers,beautiful

windflowers

I couldn't wait to touch them

to smell them I held them

closely

And now I cannot break away

Their sweet bouquet disappears

like the vapor in the desert

So take a warning ,son

Windflowers ,ancient

windflowers

their beauty capture every

young dreamer

who lingers near them

But ancient windflowers,

I love you

风飞花，风飞花，

父亲对我说别走近它

他说他总有些害怕

他说他迷恋过它

风飞花，美丽的风飞花

我急切地要抚摸它

贴近脸颊闻久嗅

如今我已无法自拔

它的芳香犹如水汽

沙漠中蒸发

所以，孩子，听句劝告吧

风飞花，古老的风飞花

美丽迷惑了每个年轻的梦人

久久的徘徊在它的身旁

而我爱你，

古老的风飞花

中英文双语英语美文篇二

Waiting for the Breeze 祈盼清风

Lying in bed, by an open window, and listen.....

窗边静躺，细心聆听······

"No air-conditioning, how can you sleep?" my fiend asks, horrified. I've just revealed that my family had decided to shut the air-conditioner off and trim our electric bill.

“不开空调?能睡得着吗?”听说家人要为了节省电费而把家里的空调关掉时，我的朋友一脸惊愕。

On its first night of our cost-cutting adventure, it's only eighty-five degrees. We're not going to suffer, but the three kids grumble anyway.

在大胆尝试节电的第一天晚上，气温不过华氏85°而已，我们并不觉得难受，但三个孩子却怨声连天。

"It's too hot to sleep." my thirteen-year-old daught moans. "I'm about to die from this heat!" her brother hollers down the hall. "Just try it tonight." I tell them. In truth, I'm too tired to argue for long. My face is sweaty, but I lie quietly, listening to the criket choirs outside. That remind me of childhood.

“太热了!怎么睡啊!”我十三岁的女儿不停嘀咕着。“热死我啦!”他弟弟的牢骚声也从客厅的另一头传来。我只好说：“今晚就试着忍一忍，好吗?”其实我根本没有余力多做解释。脸上也出汗了。我静静地躺着，聆听着窗外蟋蟀的合奏曲，思绪被牵回到了童年时光。

I think about my grandma, who lived to ninety-two and still supervised my mom's garden until just few weeks before she died. And then I'm back there in her house in the summer heat of my child hood. I moved my pillow to the foot of grandma's bed and angled my face toward the open window. I flipped the pillow, hunting for the cooller side.

这是我禁不住想起了外婆，她活到了92岁，直到去世前的几个礼拜，她一直都帮助妈妈照料着花园。回到童年炎热的夏天，回到了外婆的小屋，我把枕头移到外婆的床位，脸朝着窗。之后我又把枕头翻了过来，让比较凉爽的一头朝上。

Grandma sees me thrashing, "if you just watch for the breeze," she says, "you'll cool off and fall asleep." She cranks up the Vanetian Blinds. I stare at the filmy white curtain, willing it to flutter. Lying still and waiting, I suddenly notice that life outside the window, the bug chorus. Neighbours, porch-sitting late, speaking in hazy words with sanded edges that soothe me.

看到我翻来翻去地睡不着，外婆说：“只要用心去感受和祈盼，风会来的，这样你就可以一身清凉地入梦乡了。”她把百叶窗拉了起来，于是我就一直注视着朦胧的白窗帘，等待它的飘动。静静地躺着，祈盼着，这是我忽然找到，窗外世界的生命。小虫的清唱;门廊外闲聊着的邻居，他们模糊不清的喋喋细语开始催我入眠······

"Mom, did you heat that?" my seven-year-old blurts, "I think it was an owl family."

“妈妈，您听到了吗?”我7岁的孩子囔道，“我觉得那是一头猫头鹰一家子在叫。”

"Probably." I tell him, "Just keep listening!"

“很有可能!”我跟他说，“再仔细听!”

Without the droning air-conditioner, the house is oddly peaceful, and the unfiltered noise seems close enough to touch. I hope I'm awake tonight that the first breeze sneaks in.

没有了空调机的嗡嗡声，房间飘逸着一种奇异的祥和气氛，还有未经过滤的、亲近的伸手就可触及的夜声。真的希望，当第一缕清风悄然而至的时候，我依然能够迎接她的到来。