人生必读的十首英文诗
01 The Rainy Day
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the moldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.
My life is cold and dark and dreary;
It rains and the wind is never weary;
My thought still cling to the moldering past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.
Be still, sad heart! And cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
02 What Is a Dad?
A Dad is a person
Who is loving and kind
And often he knows
What you have on your mind
He's someone who listens,
Suggests, and defends
A dad can be one
Of your very best friends!
He's proud of your triumphs,
But when things go wrong,
A dad can be patient
And helpful and strong.
In all that you do
A dad's love plays a part
There's always a place for him
Deep in your heart.
And each year that passes,
You're even gladder,
More grateful and proud
Just to call him your dad!
Thank you,Dad
For listening and caring
For giving and sharing
But,especially, for just bing you!
03 The New Year
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light:
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. 
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true. 
Ring out the grief that saps the mind,
For those that here we see no more;
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind. 
04 Long, Long Ago
Winds through the olive trees
Softly did blow,
Round little Bethlehem
Long, long ago. 
Sheep on the hillside lay
Whiter than snow;
Shepherds were watching them,
Long, long ago. 
Then from the happy sky,
Angels bent low,
Singing their songs of joy,
Long, long ago. 
For in a manger bed,
Cradled we know,
Christ came to Bethlehem,
05 The White Christmas
I'm dreaming of the white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know.
The tree tops glisten and children
Listen to hear sleigh-bells in the snow. 
I'm dreaming of the white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write.
May your days be merry and bright,
And may all your Christmases be white.
06 Life
Life can be good,
Life can be bad,
Life is mostly cheerful,
But sometimes sad.
Life can be dreams,
Life can be great thoughts;
Life can mean a person,
Sitting in court.
Life can be dirty,
Life can even be painful;
But life is what you make it,
So try to make it beautiful.
07 I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
 
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
 
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed---and gazed---but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
 
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
08 Love is Like Magic
Love is like magic
and it always will be,
For love still remains
life's sweet mystery.
Love works in ways
that are wondrous and strange
And there's nothing in life
that love cannot change!
Love can transform
the most commonplace
Into beauty and splendor
and sweetness and grace.
Love is unselfish,
understanding and kind,
For it sees with its heart
and not with its mind.
Love is the answer
that
Love is the language
that every heart speaks.
Love can't be bought,
it is priceless and free,
Love, like pure magic,
is life's sweet mystery!
09 Roses for Rose
Red roses were her favorites, her name was also Rose.
And every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows.
transform英文The year he died, the roses were delivered to her door.
The card said, "Be my Valentine", like all the years before.
 
Each year he sent her roses, and the note would always say,
"I love you even more this year than last year on this day."
"My love for you will always grow, with every passing year."
She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear.
 
She thought, he ordered roses in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early, way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy, everything would work out fine.
 
She trimmed the stems, and placed them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours in her husband's favorite chair,
While staring at his picture, and the roses sitting there.
 
A year went by, and it was hard to live without her mate,
With loneliness and solitude, that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour, as on Valentines before,
The doorbell rang, and there were roses, sitting by her door.
 
She brought the roses in, and then just looked at them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone to call the florist shop.
The owner answered and she asked him if he would explain,
Why would someone do this to her, causing her such pain?

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