我的影子英文诗（优秀20篇）

Union is strength. 团结就是力量。

Until all is over ones ambition never dies. 不到黄河心不死。

Use a book as a bee does flowers. 读书如蜜蜂采花，吸取其中之精华。

Virtue is a jewel of great price. 美德是无价之宝。

Virtue is fairer far than beauty. 美德远比美丽更美好。

Virtue is her (or its) own reward. 为善最乐。

Virtue is the only true nobility. 唯有美德是真正高贵的。

Wash a dog comb a dog Still a dog remains a dog. 本性难移。

Waste not want not. 俭以防匮。

Weak men wait for opportunity but the strong men make it. 若者等待机会，强者创造机会。

You cant eat your cake and have it. 不能既要吃饼，又要把饼保存。

You cant make omelets (or omeletts) without breaking eggs. 有失才有得。

You have no goats and yet you sell kids. 你虽无老山羊，却出卖小山羊。

Zeal without knowledge is fire without light. 有热情而无知识，犹如有火焰而无光芒。

[常见名言警句的英文翻译

I grew up into a man of achievement in my eyes.

I am a good designer now, and every day I design it very cheap, no 1000 yuan can be bought. Although the clothes I designed are cheap, how beautiful the clothes I have designed!

Today, when I was designing my clothes, my assistant hurried in and told me a famous company invited me to be a designer there. The monthly student was 1 million. I think about it, or I wont go. My assistant asked me, "why dont you go?" Is it afraid that the boss Ken scolds? " I said here because I have deep feelings, I dont want to go, if I go, you do?" "And if I go, others will not buy such a cheap and beautiful clothes, is not ah?" I went on. "Oh, its a nest. You are so considerate, and you have to be a good example!" The assistant said happily.

At this time, my laptop computer got a new mail. I opened it. It was my brother who was born. He said, "sister, are you still a designer? I am an inventor and a scientist. " I said: "yes, now my clothes have been sold, you go to buy a look, help my body is not beautiful!" "OK, no problem! Im going now

I replied.

My dear:

This is the first time Ive ever sat at my computer and written to you so

late. I must have a reason for doing this.

Now I will tell you my feelings humbly, because I dont want to

misunderstand you easily. Today, I made our photo in my dorm room and set it as

a screensaver. I miss you, I want to tell you my happiness. But the answer you

gave me was truly astonishing.

Text messages dont come back, you can do that. I cant believe it. I dare

not connect you who are indifferent to me with you who are committed to me.

Who was the man lying beside me who came to see me the day before

yesterday?

Who left me yesterday and kissed me at the station?

Can you tell me?

I am angry. Why should I be angry? I am so happy. Waiting for your text

message, waiting for your call. I wait for you.

However, I came to a deep silence and your indifference.

Now the sisters in the bedroom are all asleep. But Im writing a letter.

Even if I hadnt written, I couldnt sleep. Because Im crying.

Am I sad? I dont know.

You know what? I think you lied to me.

Maybe you dont love me as much as you say.

To you, my existence is just the icing on the cake. You are more successful

and satisfied with me. Without me, your life will still be so wonderful. So, you

can be so cool, so cool.

When Im with you, treat me well. When Im not, treat me as if I dont

exist.

Maybe you should say youre busy. Busyness is relative. Youre busy during

the day. Youre busy at night, too. May I ask what you are doing? !

Can be busy to a message also reluctant to send it?

Look in your inbox and your outbox for yourself. You get the idea.

Darling, I want to love you well. Because I think you love me.

However, I am a selfish person.

If your love for me continues like this. Thats what youre going to end up

with.

Then you will know how I feel. Since ancient times is lost just know how to

cherish.

Im not gonna send you a text back. Im not taking a call from you. I

disappeared. Youll never find me again.

Please dont make me sad any more. My feelings for you are limited, and so

are my tears. I promised you I wouldnt break up with you again. So I wont

say.

Two days ago, I was very sad, but you came, I was dizzy with happiness, I

am happy, I am blindly happy.

But I didnt think this was just the beginning.

Im so tired!

I clearly feel your speechless and indifferent to me.

Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you spoil me?

I dont know.

If you love me, please prove it with your actions.

If you love me, please dont think once and for all.

If you spoil me, please dont keep your high profile.

Finally, Ill tell you. I am fragile, but I beg for your love. Although,

you say firmly, I leave you, I cant find, you love me so much.

But Ill tell you something. Even if later no one loves me, I do not want

to love you so humble.

Is love so cheap to you as entertainment in your spare time? Do you talk

with you when you are lonely?

I also have my business, however, I would like to separate out to miss you.

While youre busy. You a student so busy, I dare to expect you to work in the

future, will give me a phone call, a text message?

Are you looking for a wife? What do you think your wife does? Is it the toy

in your hand? In a good mood to tease! Busy just throw aside, do not ask.

What you have done and what you have promised is entwined in my heart,

making my heart ache. I began to ask myself, "Does he love me?"

If this is love, if this is love, if this is his model of love.

So, what do I do?

In my heart of hearts, I clearly know that people can not change for

someone, change is not this person.

So, I dont have any requirements, from then on, you can do whatever you

want, you can talk to me whenever you want.

Write here, you send me a message to say, we normal point love it!

I think its normal. But is our relationship normal?

What boyfriend can have you so arrogant, so high profile! Did you give me

the cold shoulder? Youre thinking, just leave it here and youll be fine.

Youll be your wife.

I love you?

Now I want to say, I hate you.

I hate your promises to me. I hate your love for me.

Honey, I tell you, Im angry, disappointed, sad, upset, and hate you.

You drive me crazy. Madness is followed by long apathy.

The opposite of love is indifference, not ruthlessness.

Youre gone, youre in your own city, youre completely different.

If there is any grievance in your heart, you say! If you think you dont

want to talk to me, go ahead! If you want to leave me, you say!

If you dont love me, you are brave to tell me. You have to trust in my

resilience. You say you do not love me, say a few more times I believe. Just

like you say you love me, say it more times and Ill believe it. I believe

you.

Ha ha...

I dont know why, Im heartbroken. This doesnt feel good. Because Im

afraid of heartache. In order not to heartache, I will run. Will choose habits

without you. Why, you make my heart ache? Im afraid of pain. What shall I do?

Is it true that only do not fall in love will not hurt?

Dont I have any other choice?

Your tone of voice to me, is I good for nothing, and then you pain, you

speechless. Is that hard for you when youre with me? My dear? ! Do you find it

so hard?

Do you feel so tired? Is it so hard to cheer me up? Is that whats

bothering you? Or am I too tough? Ha ha...

This is my letter to you. What shall I do in the future? I dont know.

But, I know, It hurts. I dont want to do anything. Dont give me any more

lessons. Too many people in the world are too self-righteous. Too many people

are poor teachers. I want a husband who loves me, not a university professor or

a government worker!

Even if you are Song Shiming, I am Seaweed. Song Shiming is not going to

talk about the financial crisis to Seaweed! And youre not really successful

yet!

Finally, I want to ask you, who am I to you, are you in the right

place?

Where do you go from here? !

Also: Happy Christmas Eve to you!

“月出成双影，使我心弦微惊……”

耳机中的歌不缓不急地放着。刚刚夜跑完，正大汗淋漓，周遭却并没有往日风的欢歌，只有万年立在那里的路灯，发着橙黄的微光，连带着我的心也一并燥热起来，我烦躁的扯下耳机，音乐戛然而止。

旁边是一丛树林，而林下是光和影的交织，想着可以快些乘凉，我的双脚便不由自主地朝林中走去。

如细沙般的泥土散发出芳香，轻轻扑在我的脸上。软陷的土地，映出一道道枝干的黑影，似是一张纵横交错的网，安静的等待着前来的鱼儿们，但这一条条错综复杂的粗绳，却并没有张牙舞爪的怪异感，也许是软泥的原因吧，所有影都乖巧的躺在被春吻过的大地上，怡然不动。四周太静了，连影都是静的，于是顺带着连着心也静了下来。

一根枝不知被什么刮了一下，发出一声呜咽，于是连着影摇摆起来，先前的如同水一样的澄光被黑暗填补，但不一会儿又恢复了原样，似乎什么也没有发生过。枝上有着刚抽的嫩芽，但在影上却看不太清，只有一处模糊的圆点。滚滚的，似乎想钻出这条束缚它的枝丫。

微微起了些风，枝和影同步般的摆了摆，然而不知是不是我眼花，地面上的黑白似乎明显了，方才圆乎的芽也被映得清楚无比，与风一起摇头晃脑，随其欢跳。

欸，原来月……一直都在吗？

也是，有光才有影啊。

我猛然惊觉般抬起头，一轮不甚圆的月栖在一处枝头，身边飘着刚被吹散的浮云，用力过大，眼前出现了些重影。

但我没有低下头，只是看着它，久久没有移开目光。

On Friday, I went out to play with a few small partners, and one of the small partners took an infrared machine gun.

When he took infrared light on us, we didnt close our eyes, and we got the skateboard and blocked our eyes. So, we invented a game: the dark man. First, I asked the man who took the gun to hide. We counted one hundred seconds. Then we went to him and found it. First pass: one man takes a gun, the others look for it. After one hundred seconds, one man wanted to rush out to find a gun. We hastened him to talk about the plan first.

We felt that the plan would be heard by him, and we decided to go to a hidden place to discuss the plan. In the past, I was the leader. Suddenly, a strong red light came to us, and we immediately closed our eyes. Then, we ran into the bamboo secret base at the fastest speed. Then stealthily approached him from the back door. At this moment, the infrared suddenly stopped, the man ran back, I was running behind, as he prepares to turn a big bend to get rid of me, I suddenly rushed up, finally caught him. Second: I let him to hide, but he refused to take a person, not to hide with him. I said it would be ok if I didnt get the candidate again. The result of the reelection is that I hid with him.

When we were hiding, we found someone peeking. Another man said let him count. I thought of a good way: a. When he was looking at me, we were running in the garage, and now he didnt see us, and I took him to the tall, dense grass. He arrived when I ran to the grass. I guess theyre going to run in the garage. Sure enough, they just count to the garage bay. I could not help laughing at the sight of it. All of a sudden I thought it was so uninteresting that I wanted to play a little bit more exciting. Ask: dont want to play with excitement. He said it. I took him and ran out to shout: “ we were here! ” see they ran out and I ran, but he didnt respond, and he was caught. I think he was caught and he didnt run. I had a very happy life on this new years day.

Birds of a feather flock together.物以类聚，人以群分。

Blood is thicker than water. 血浓于水。

Blood will have blood.血债血偿。

Books and friends should be few but good.读书如交友，应求少而精。

Business is business.公事公办。

Cheats never prosper.骗人发不了财。

Business is the salt of life.事业是人生的第一需要。

Cannot see the wood for the trees.一叶障目，不见泰山。

Care and diligence bring luck.谨慎和勤奋才能抓住机遇。

Caution is the parent of safety.小心驶得万年船。

Children are what the mothers are.耳濡目染，身教言传。

Choose an author as you choose a friend.择书如择友。

Come what may, heaven won‘t fall.做你的吧，天塌不下来。

Complacency is the enemy of study.学习的敌人是自己的满足。

Confidence in yourself is the first step on the road to success.自信是走向成功的第一步。

Content is better than riches.知足者常乐

Constant dripping wears away a stone.水滴石穿，绳锯木断。

Count one‘s chickens before they are hatched.蛋未孵先数雏。

Courtesy on one side only lasts not long.来而不往非礼也。

Creep before you walk.循序渐进。

Cry for the moon.海底捞月。

Custom is a second nature.习惯是后天养成的。

Custom makes all things easy.有个好习惯，事事皆不难。

Diamond cuts diamond.强中自有强中手。

Do as the Romans do.入乡随俗。

Do as you would be done by.己所不欲，勿施于人。

Doing is better than saying.与其挂在嘴上，不如落实在行动上。

Do it now.机不可失，时不再来Do nothing by halves.凡事不可半途废。

Don‘t claim to know what you don‘t know.不要不懂装懂。

Don‘t have too many irons in the fire.不要揽事过多。

Don‘t make a mountain out of a molehill.不要小题大做。

Don‘t put off till tomorrow what should be done today.今日事，今日毕。

Don‘t put the cart before the horse.不要本末倒置。

Don‘t trouble trouble until trouble troubles you.不要自找麻烦。

Don‘t try to teach your grandmother to suck eggs.不要班门弄斧。

Do well and have well.善有善报。

Each bird love to hear himself sing.孤芳自赏。

Early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise.早睡早起身体好。

Easier said than done.说得容易，做得难。

Easy come, easy go.来也匆匆，去也匆匆。

Eat to live, but not live to eat.人吃饭是为了活着，但活着不是为了吃饭。

Empty vessels make the greatest sound.实磨无声空磨响满瓶不动半瓶摇。

is good when new, but friends when old.东西是新的好，朋友是老的亲。

Example is better then percept. 说一遍，不如做一遍。

Experience is the father of wisdom and memory the mother.经验是智慧之父，记忆是母亲。

Last summer holiday, I went to Beijing for a week. The first day when I took off at the capital airport , it gave me the first feeling was cleanand tidy. The people in Beijing were very friendly. T he second day, I visited Beijing city. I went to the WangFujing Ave , I tasted many famous snacksand Beijing Roast Duck, they are very delicious. I also went to the XinDongfang square, it was a very big shopping mall, it took me about half an hour to walk between two doors. I can saw many famous brands: Cucci, Chanel, Rolex, Seiko, even the new Audi cars. It made me really want to stay in Beijing .The third day I visited the Tian’anmen Square, and it’s very beautiful. And the Chang’an Ave is wide ,straight and clean. The forth day, I went to the Forbidden City. It made me felt the emperor ’ s royal mausoleum was very luxury. The fifth day I went to the Summer Palace, I went boating there. The sixth day, I visited the Great Wall, it’s very terrific, this great architectural complex told us how clever the Chinese people are ! T he last day, I visited the Beijing University ----one of the topest universities of China . There are many famous people were graduated t here.

That’s a happy travel. In the future, I want to visit many countries. This is my dream.

有这么一个人，我对她最熟悉不过了。

她呀，个子还算高，瘦瘦的，像根弱不禁风的豆芽菜;一条马尾辫常常甩在后脑勺;两道月牙一样的眉毛下是一双炯炯有神的眼睛;高挺的鼻子下有一整小巧的.嘴。

她的性格怎么说呢，这样说吧：她有时泼辣，有时文静。她的爱好广泛的很，读书啦、运动啦、写作文啦……说到写作文，她还与它有一段冤缘呢。起初，她并不喜欢写作文，可是老妈的命令下，她哪敢不从呢!写着写着，既然喜欢上了写作文，你说怪不怪?

她也有一颗善良的心：一天，她下午在学校教室与同学扫地。本与同学商量好，教室总共有三组，一人扫一组，中间一组一起扫。可是，她的同学肚子疼，她已扫完一组，可她的同学还是不舒服，所以她就自己一个人扫完了三个组，并且还不忘送她的同学去给老师看看。看吧，她就是这么一个好心肠的女孩。

同学们，你们猜猜，她是谁啊?告诉你们，她就是我。怎么样，猜着了么?

To: Mr. John Smith, General Manager

From: George Chen, Accounting Department

Date: January 22, 2003

Subject: Application for annual leave

Dear Mr. Smith，

I would like to apply for an annual leave from January 25th to 31st.

As you may know the Spring Festival is falling on February 1st this year. Its the most important holiday in China and offers the best occasion for family reunion. However, over the past 3 years I missed the reunions due to tight work schedule. Now that I have wrapped up my work for this year, I would like to go back to my hometown to pay filial piety to my parents and help my sole brother prepare his wedding on January 28th.

Its indeed double happiness for my family that I would like to be part of. Coupled with the official holidays for the Spring Festival, I will have two weeks off which will definitely gear me up for better work in the new year. Im looking forward to your kind answer.

Best regards,

George Chen

我叫张芸兮，是第三实验二年级一班的一名学生，我喜欢画画和写作。在学校里，同学们给我起了个外号叫“芸豆”，我很喜欢这个名字，虽然我长得不像芸豆，但看到她们叫这个名字的时候很开心，我就很开心。

告诉大家一个小秘密，我有一个很要好的朋友，每天我都要和她偷偷地“约会”，她就是我的影子朋友。

每当清晨，太阳从东方升起，她就会很准时地出现在我身边，我总会向她招招手，问候一声：“嗨！朋友，早上好。”她也会跟我招手，我的心情立刻变得愉快起来！她会跟随我和妈妈的电动车，穿越一条条街道，护送我安全地到达学校，虽然路很长，但她从来不说累。

下了课，我走出教室，她便跟随我一起来到操场，我们伸伸懒腰，一起跳起欢快的舞蹈。当听到上课铃声响起，我很不舍地跟她说一声：“再见，朋友！”我走回教室，她会乖乖地藏起来，从不影响我上课听讲，因为她答应过我，会静静地等我放学。

终于放学了，我们又可以在一起了。我们一起在护城河畔奔跑，寸步不离，我给她唱起快乐的歌儿，她高兴极了，在泛着层层银白色微波的河水中央眨着眼睛，朝我欢笑！

我真的很喜欢我的影子朋友！

"La Traviata" is the most successful Dumas pen works. It tells the story of a dirty whore in the eyes of the world with a romantic, inexperienced youth poignant love story.

The theme of "love" is an indispensable part of literary creation. Depicted in Dumass love and will not feel embarrassed, shy, and I read his description in, see is sincere and pure love.

I was moved by the image of the heroine, Margaret. The author was not afraid of her prostitutes habits: loved luxury, dissolute life, often binge drinking. It is the real image that makes me feel the truth of the story and the delicacy of the emotion. On the other hand, the author goes deep into the inner world of the character. The life of merry is a reflection of Margarets abandonment of life and the reality of ambition. Similarly, Margaret also has some simple things. She pursues this sincere love, is willing to sacrifice herself, abandon the luxurious life, and also with the beloved. Everywhere for Valentines Valentines sake, do not want to spend a penny, so she sold her carriage, jewelry, shawls. In the end, even for the future of the lover and for the marriage of the beloved sister, give up the happiness that he has already got. You say that this woman is not worthy of love?

"In a Zhang Yan hues oval, inlaid with two black eyes, like painting Daimei - curved, general: this pair of eyes covered in thick eyelashes, when the eyelash falls, red cheeks seemed to cast a shadow on the nose, delicate, graceful, full of aura, nose a little outward open mouth: well proportioned, soft lips enlight gracefully, then revealing a white teeth, a layer of hair and skin colour, like people without hands touched the peach." this is the same sweater Dumas description of the Margaret trade, meticulous, clear and vivid. She seemed pretty face just act on paper, want to let people enjoy a.

In the article there is such a scene: Margaret is an alcoholic, put his body down, pain, heartache Armand Margaret, hold her hand, put it on his lips, two drops for a long time could not stop the tears dripping wet her hand. Armand loved tears and wept for Margaret. She didnt care for her tears. Armand didnt retain his feelings to express his feelings. Margaret was so touched by the fact that his work was so successful through the description of the task and the portrait of love.

Such a sincere, lovely woman, the last fate is miserable: soon after leaving her lover, she dies due to pain. When they die, they rush to collect accounts and interest immediately, and rush to auction her articles.

Margarets red and purple, behind but very lonely.

The spring Festival  coming soon! The festivel  considereded the most important one for Chinese people. It  on the first day of lunar year. It  also the day of reunion among family members. During these days, people would say "happy new year! or wh you make fortune! to each other. They would also vit their relatives and friends. Children would be given "red packets". Children would have more to eat and play than usual.Playing firecrackers  also a popular game for children.

After lunch, I went shopping with my parents.

In a small shop, mother was trying on clothes. There is a pet dog in the shop. It has white long curly hair, big eyes, very pretty and lovely.

At first I was a little scared, as long as it came to me, I drove it away. One of my brothers picked it up and I thought it was so lovely that I touched it. Brother put it down, let him down, it obediently down. Let it stand up and stand up obediently. We were chasing dogs.

The pet dog is so cute. I really want to have a pet dog!

During the festival, each family would light firecrackers and paste up Spring Festival couplets, and the relatives and friends would send New Years greetings go each other to wish everything smoothly in the new year.

过年的时候，每家都放鞭炮，贴春联。亲戚朋友之间要相互拜年，预祝在新的一年里事事顺利。

The Chinese people love to stick couplets on the Spring Festival, which are also written on red paper.

春节时，中国人喜欢贴春联，春联也是用红纸写的。

Spring scrolls, also known as spring posts, are poems written on red rice paper to celebrate the New Year.

春联，也叫“春贴”，是人为庆祝春节在红色纸上写下的诗句。

During the Spring Festival,every family pastes the Spring Festival couplets on their doors to express sincere blessings and good wishes.

（春节期间，每家每户都在门口张贴春联以表达真诚美好的祝愿。）

dear vvx,

my name is vvx.im writing to you to introduce my family to you.there are four people in my family.they are my father, my mother, my sister and i. my father is a worker in a factory. my mother is a teacher in a middle school. my sister is a primary school student and she is 8 years old. i’m a middle school student and i’m 14 years old.

look forward to hear from you soon.

yours,

vvx

An October Sunrise 十月的日出

I was up the next morning be fore the October sunrise, and away through the wild and the woodland. The rising of the sun was noble in the cold and warmth of it peeping down the spread of light, he raised his shoulder heavily over the edge of grey mountain and wavering length of upland. Beneath his gaze the dew-fogs dipped, and crept to crept to the hollow places; then stole away in line and column, holding skirts, and clinging subtly at the sheltering corners where rock hung over grassland, while the brave lines of the hills came forth, one beyond other gliding.

The woods arose in folds, like drapery of awakened mountains, stately with a depth of awe, and memory of the tempests. Autumn’s mellow hand was upon them, as they owned already, touched with gold and red and olive, and their joy towards the sun was less to a bridegroom than a father.

Yet before the floating impress of the woods could clear it self, suddenly the gladsome light leaped over hill and valley, casting amber, blue, and purple, and a tint of rich red rose; according to the scene they lit on, and the curtain flung around; yet all alike dispelling fear and the cloven hoof of darkness, all on the wings of hope advancing, and proclaiming, “God is here!” then life and joy sprang reassured from every crouching hollow; every flower, and bud and bird had a fluttering sense of them; and all the flashing of God’s gaze merged into soft beneficence.

So, perhaps, shall break upon us that eternal morning, when crag and chasm shall be no more, neither hill and valley, nor great unvintaged ocean; but all things shall arise, and shine in the light of the Father’s countenance, because itself is risen.

dear mr/mxxx：

todaim writing to you to ask for a five-daleave, for ive got cold last night with carlessness.

thimorning mmother took me to see the doctor,who told me to stain bed for some days. so i am versorrto be absent from school, especiallyour interesting lessons. ill be sure to make up for the missed lessonafter i recover from the illness.

yourever,

xxx.

夜幕降临，所有的一切都渐渐地被黑色笼罩。我那孤寂的灵魂也被整个黑夜慢慢吞噬，我已没有了勇气去思考，似乎也感觉不到了血液的流淌，好在空洞的躯壳里还剩有一点希冀，希望在明日的早晨能看到被阳光拉长的身影。

黑夜中，我努力地在寻找自己灵魂的影子，感觉到了它的存在却又无法找到。就如同雨水中，我分不清楚是泪水还是雨水；悲伤中，我找不到能让自己快乐的理由；寂寞中，我能找到的只剩下过去的回忆。

黑夜里，我最后只有习惯了沉默，静静地发着呆，我觉得这个时候写点东西是最好的。心很静很静，静得思想很纯净。我想或许沉默可以把这一切看得更加透彻，或者沉默是最好的发言，再或许沉默才是我该有的状态。人间冷暖，世间沧桑。我们不能改变什么，但我们可以在黑夜里伪装自己。将心装得很强大，因为没人能懂。沉默不是孤独而是思想的沉淀，是心灵最好的诠释……

当悲伤时，整个世界仿佛都窒息了，当快乐时，什么东西都会注入阳光的气息，充满生命的颜色。悲伤我不怕，因为我懂得泪水会在太阳下蒸发，快乐会在阳光下灿烂。曾经的快乐与回忆会被现实吞噬，回忆会被风吹得无声无息，幸福的脚步也会变得模糊不清，最后孤独感只会在黑夜里徘徊。所以我懂得珍惜所拥有的，放弃所流逝的。

每天晚上我都习惯着抬头看看天空。有时候，满天的星星将夜幕点缀得很绚烂；有时候，只有几颗星星在那孤独的闪烁着；有时候，乌云会把月亮遮挡得若隐若现；有时候，月色会如阳光那么刺眼。或许我看的不是夜空，我看到的是一种无形的语言，它像在叙说着一个个富有哲理的故事。躺在床上，我会呆呆的望着天花板，白天发生的一幕幕会像放电影似的在天花板上呈现。我会想很多，想很多关于梦想的事，但一切又觉是可笑之谈，似乎都那么不切实际，只是空头想想而已，天一亮它就破灭了。

痛过，才知道如何保护自己；哭过，才知道心痛是什么感觉；傻过，才知道适时的坚持与放弃；伤过，才知道自己其实很脆弱。

黑夜里，我努力地寻找自己的影子，最后我却忘了哪个才是我自己的影子。我满怀希望明地盼这黎明的到来，这样我才能找回属于自己的那份心情，那个生活的姿态，那个黑夜里的影子……

If we look at the sky on a perfectly fine summer‘s day we shall find that the blue colour is the most pure and intense overhead，and when looking high up in a direction opposite to the sun。

晴空万里的夏日，如果我们观察一下天空，且背向太阳，极目仰望，就会发现头顶上空的蓝色最纯净，最浓郁。

Near the horizon it is always less bright，while in the region immediately around the sun it is more or less yellow. The reason of this is that near the horizon we look through a very great thickness of the lower atmosphere，which is full of the larger dust particles reflecting white light，and this diluter the pure blue of the higher atmosphere seen beyond，and in the vicinity of the sun a good deal of the blue light is reflected back into space by the finer dust，thus giving a yellowish tinge to that which reaches us reflected chiefly from the coarse dust of the lower atmosphere。

靠近天边，色彩往往较暗淡，太阳周围的地方则略呈黄色。这是因为我们向天边望去时，目光要穿过极厚的低空大气层，其中布满颗粒较大的尘埃，反射出白光，这就冲淡了天际高空大气层的纯蓝色。在太阳附近，大 量蓝光则由细微的尘埃反射回太空。这样，主要由低空大气层的粗粒尘埃反射到地面的光线，便带有浅黄色。

At sunset and sunrise，however，this last effect is greatly intensified，owing to the great thickness of the strata of air through which the light reaches us. The enormous amount of this dust is well shown by the fact that then only we can look full at the sun，even when the whole sky is free from clouds and there is no apparent mist。

不过，在日出日落时，由于光线到达地面南非要穿过厚厚的大气层，这种反射效果大大增强了。只有在这种时候，我们才可以直视太阳，即使万里长空没有一点云彩，不见一丝雾霭。这就充分显示了低空尘埃的数量之大。

During last summer vacation I paid a visit to my uncle’s. It was the first time I had seen the sea. Tow years ago my uncle a closed friend of my father transferred from Shanxi to Yantai a beautiful port city; and then my aunt joined him a couple months later. And a year later I became their guest and was going to stay with them for a week. I was fascinated by the vastness of the sea the clean and soft sand on the beach the seagulls flying in the sky and the beauty of the golden sunset clouds over the dark blue water. But I missed the sunrise each day for I couldn’t get up early enough.

On the fifth day the alarm clock woke me up when it was still dark outside I hurried to the beach and stood in the cool breeze there the sky was turning grey little by little the sea was calm and all was so quiet that I felt I was surrounded by mysteries then suddenly in the faraway horizon golden beans of light were shooting up into the sky. A moment later a corner of the sun appeared. The sun was rising very slowly and reluctantly as if it was unwilling to leave the sea. At last the entire sun lay on the horizon so big and so red it looked like a huge ripe orange or a tender half-boiled yolk. It hesitated and shivered a moment then said goodbye to the sea and rose into the air. The scene was very beautiful touching and magnificent which I’ll never forget.

影子，隐约、模糊，而又真实。它无声无息，永远是黑夜的颜色，绝不华丽，也无绚烂。它是最忠实的伙伴，染上了我的性格、我的气息。繁华时我将它忘却，孤独时它将我记起。不弃不离。

我喜欢读张晓风，喜欢她文字中淡淡的幸福的味道，她好像把什么都看穿了，活得自在潇洒。然而，很少有人知道她了，像我这个年纪，和朋友，也无从谈起。

每晚临睡前我会读她的文字，灯光微暗，万籁俱寂，窗帘常被风吹起，兀自转动着。世界都沉默了，我的影子皱得不像样子，蜷缩在角落里，我也不去搭理，自己却着实被张晓风的思想震撼了，自然也没人搭理我。现在，突然想起，还有影子。它一定是微笑的，分享着我的心情。于是在这文字之外，我又多了一重不易察觉的幸福，而幸福的给予者，是被我遗忘在墙角的影子。

前些天在QQ上认识一个人，她让我多读有灵性的文字，如张晓风，要做有灵性的女子。我想，这“灵性”二字我倒是差得远呢，不过听她说出这句话我还真是很激动，还好电脑没有弦，否则该断了。我于是回答她说，等我有灵性了就告诉她一声。那时，影子也有在偷笑吧。

影子就像是另一个自己，只是它更加真实，没有任何的装饰，喜怒哀乐，随性而已。而人，要悲哀得多。

最近我买了本新概念，是80后和90后的心声。来自灵魂深处的声音，我总是乐于倾听。有人说写新概念的人是用夕阳之笔写萎靡的文字，这种说法，我自然是很痛恨的。文字，不管好与坏，难过也好，高兴也好，都是心情的表达，不需要无聊之人的胡乱评点，每个人都有权利书写自己的生活。他们涉世不深，因而坦诚，因而把所有的悲伤和喜悦都写给别人看，因而敢于面对另一个自己。我常常想着那是些什么样的人，为什么他们的情感细腻如白瓷，总让我觉得纤尘不染、触及灵魂？

后来，我似乎懂了，因为他们有影子为伴。人在得意时会飘飘然忘记自我，周围总是一圈一圈的看不清面目的所谓朋友，而那灵魂寄托的影子早已被踩烂、被忘却。而人呢，真实很奇怪，好像只有在孤独时才会对月长叹、检点自己。那时影子也是孤独的吧。孤独的月光、孤独的人、孤独的影子。而影子大概早已习惯了孤独，它无所谓，定居在角落。

与影子为伴，人便会清醒，便会真实。造物真是很神奇啊，造出了亚当，造出了夏娃，造出了世间万物，竟还不忘了造出个影子。我真应该庆幸它的沉默不语、不离不弃，使我不论开心还是难过都有另一个自己在分享。一辈子。

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