初二英语作文带翻译:我最喜欢的一本书

初二英语作文 时间:2020-02-02 英语作文

  阅读,总使我觉醒,而路遥带给我的《平凡的世界》,却最值得我沉思。那一个世界,也值得所有人去体会。

  Reading always wakes me up, but Lu Yao's ordinary world is worth my contemplation. That world is also worth everyone's experience.

  我们从一出生就是一个平凡的个体,生活在这个平凡的世界,过着平凡的日子。悲、欢、离、合。

  We are an ordinary individual from birth, living in this ordinary world, living an ordinary life. Sorrow, joy, separation and unity.

  但总会有一些人,在宠辱不惊的天地间,活出最闪耀的自己。有一个自由的灵魂,但为了国家却甘愿成为一名普通矿工,那是孙少平的不平凡;脚踏实地,从一无所有到承包砖厂,变成“农民企业家”,那是孙少安的不平凡;始终以深深纠缠的故乡情结和生命的沉重感去感受生活,完成了一部百万字的小说——《平凡的世界》,全景式表现出当代城乡社会生活,那是路遥的不平凡。

  But there will always be some people, in the world of flattery, living the most brilliant themselves. There is a free soul, but he is willing to become an ordinary miner for the sake of the country, which is Sun Shaoping's extraordinary; down-to-earth, from having nothing to contracting brick factories, to becoming a "farmer entrepreneur", which is sun Shaoan's extraordinary; he has always felt life with deeply entangled hometown complex and heavy sense of life, and completed a million word novel ordinary world 》, panoramic expression of contemporary urban and rural social life, which is extraordinary in Luyao. www.zuowenla.cn

  窗外阴,微冷。我蜷缩在窗边,一本《平凡的世界》捧在手中。末页了,随着铁路线,我的思绪飘到了黄土高原。

  It's cloudy outside the window, slightly cold. I curled up by the window with a copy of the ordinary world in my hand. At the end of the page, along with the railway line, my thoughts drifted to the Loess Plateau.

  头顶青天,脚踏黄土,这里的人们给我最初的记忆便是朴素勤劳,但黄土高原就像是个粗犷的汉子,顾及不到人们的吃穿。深夜里,便有无数人在月光下反复掐算着开销,那一声声叹息,有如鸡毛落地。在那时的社会,温饱、贫穷永远是问题。最使我印象深刻的就是开篇,或许是现在的环境使然,我的内心有了巨大的反思:两个高粱面馍,甲、乙、丙三种菜系就代表了三种不同的社会层次。学生吃不饱,书也没得读,有的只有那落后的教育体系和无穷无尽的劳动。而当代的我们,被幸福麻痹得不知道幸福是什么。难道幸福是抱着手机玩到天昏地暗?难道幸福是衣来伸手饭来张口?难道幸福是穿着名牌时别人投来羡慕眼光时的满足感?呜呼!实则不然!

  Blue sky on the top of the head and loess on the foot, the people here give me the initial memory of being simple and hardworking, but the Loess Plateau is like a rough man, who can not take into account people's food and clothing. In the middle of the night, there are countless people repeatedly calculating their expenses in the moonlight. That sigh is like a chicken feather landing on the ground. At that time, food, clothing and poverty were always problems. What impresses me most is the opening, perhaps because of the current environment, and I have a great reflection in my heart: two sorghum flour buns, a, B and C represent three different social levels. Students can't eat enough, and books can't be read. There are only backward education system and endless labor. Today, we are paralyzed by happiness and don't know what happiness is. Is happiness to hold the mobile phone to play in the dark? Is happiness a matter of clothes reaching out for food and mouth opening? Is happiness the satisfaction of others when they are wearing famous brands? Alas! Not really!

  对于那些黄土高原的少年们来说,幸福是偷偷揣在怀里的一本书,幸福是几个白面馒头,幸福是从嗓子眼里打出来的饱嗝。可即便是这样小小的期望,在那个时代下,竟变成了奢求。

  For those young people on the Loess Plateau, happiness is a Book secretly held in their arms. Happiness is a few white steamed buns. Happiness is a burp from the throat. But even such a small expectation, in that era, has become extravagant.

  贫穷和苦难的恶爪,不断伸向挤在破旧窑洞里的那一家,他们从不轻易低头,从不轻易向命运妥协。就这样,孙少平背着一个承载着全家人希望的包,只身踏上了前往一个陌生城市的路。为了生存,也为他那不羁的魂灵。虽然日子过得很苦,但他却在这个黑漆漆的世界里真正蜕变。孙少安在经历种种磨难后终于把窑场竖了起来,红红火火的生意使他挺直了腰杆,也使他低了一辈子头的父亲孙玉厚很是宽慰。他们都是普通人,但“最平凡的人,也得要为他那个世界的存在而战斗” 。

  The evil claws of poverty and suffering are constantly reaching out to the family in the shabby cave. They never bow their heads or compromise their fate easily. In this way, Sun Shaoping, carrying a bag of hope for the whole family, embarked on the road to a strange city. In order to survive, but also for his uninhibited soul. Although life is very hard, but he is in this dark world in real transformation. Sun Shaoan finally erected the kiln after experiencing various tribulations. The red and hot business straightened his back and relieved his father, sun yuhou, who had bowed his head for a lifetime. They are all ordinary people, but "the most ordinary people have to fight for the existence of his world".

  落叶飘下,我的心神又回到眼前,我似乎是明白了什么,路还很长,要为梦想而不息奋斗。不知不觉,我又翻回扉页,重新品味。

  Falling leaves, my mind came back to my eyes, I seem to understand what, the road is still very long, to fight for the dream. Unconsciously, I turned back to the title page and relished it.