英语短文章

英语短文章

随着全球化与多元文化的发展，英语正跻身为一种国际语言被广泛使用。下面就是小编给大家整理的，希望大家喜欢。

：Who Gave Me the Ears?

"Can I see my baby?" the happy new mother asked.

When the bundle was nestled in her arms and she moved the fold of cloth to look upon his tiny face, she gasped1. The doctor turned quickly and looked out the tall hospital window. The baby had been born without ears.

Time proved that the babys hearing was perfect. It was only his appearance that was marred2. When he rushed home from school one day and flung himself into his mothers arms, she sighed, knowing that his life was to be a succession of heartbreaks.

He blurted3 out the tragedy. "A boy, a big boy...called me a freak."

He grew up, handsome for his misfortune. A favorite with his fellow students, he might have been class president, but for that. He developed a gift, a talent for literature and music.

"But you might mingle4 with other young people," his mother reproved him, but felt a kindness in her heart.

The boys father had a session with the family physician... "Could nothing be done?"

"I believe I could graft5 on a pair of outer ears, if they could be procured," the doctor decided6. Whereupon the search began for a person who would make such a sacrifice for a young man.

Two years went by. One day, his father said to the son, "Youre going to the hospital, son. Mother and I have someone who will donate the ears you need. But its a secret."

The operation was a brilliant success, and a new person emerged. His talents blossomed into genius, and school and college became a series of triumphs.

Later he married and entered the diplomatic service. One day, he asked his father, "Who gave me the ears? Who gave me so much? I could never do enough for him or her."

"I do not believe you could," said the father, "but the agreement was that you are not to know...not yet."

The years kept their profound secret, but the day did come. One of the darkest days that ever pass through a son. He stood with his father over his mothers casket. Slowly, tenderly, the father stretched forth7 a hand and raised the thick, reddish brown hair to reveal the mother had no outer ears.

"Mother said she was glad she never let her hair be cut," his father whispered gently, "and nobody ever thought mother less beautiful, did they?"

：Look What You Find along the Way

If you have ever been discouraged because of failure, please read on.

For often, achieving what you set out to do is not the important thing. Let me explain.

Two brothers decided1 to dig a deep hole behind their house. As they were working, a couple of older boys stopped by to watch.

"What are you doing?" asked one of the visitors.

"We plan to dig a hole all the way through the earth!" one of the brothers volunteered excitedly.

The older boys began to laugh, telling the younger ones that digging a hole all the way through the earth was impossible.

After a long silence, one of the diggers picked up a jar full of spiders, worms and a wideassortment2 of insects. He removed the lid and showed the wonderful contents to thescoffing3 visitors.

Then he said quietly and confidently, "Even if we dont dig all the way through the earth, look what we found along the way!"

Their goal was far too ambitious4, but it did cause them to dig. And that is what a goal is for-to cause us to move in the direction we have chosen; in other words, to set us to digging!

But not every goal will be fully5 achieved. Not every job will end successfully. Not every relationship will endure6. Not every hope will come to pass. Not every love will last. Not everyendeavor7 will be completed. Not every dream will be realized.

But when you fall short of your aim, perhaps you can say, "Yes, but look at what I found along the way! Look at the wonderful things which have come into my life because I tried to do something!"

It is in the digging that life is lived. And I believe it is joy in the journey, in the end, that truly matters.

：Happiness Equates with Fun?

I live in Hollywood. You may think people in such a glamorous1, fun-filled place are happier than others. If so, you have some mistaken ideas about the nature of happiness.

Many intelligent people still equate2 happiness with fun. The truth is that fun and happiness have little or nothing in common. Fun is what we experience during an act. Happiness is what we experience after an act. It is a deeper, more abiding3 emotion.

Going to an amusement park or ball game, watching a movie or television, are fun activities that help us relax, temporarily forget our problems and maybe even laugh. But they do not bring happiness, because their positive effects end when the fun ends.

I have often thought that if Hollywood stars have a role to play, it is to teach us that happiness has nothing to do with fun. These rich, beautiful individuals have constant access to glamorous parties, fancy cars, expensive homes, everything that spells "happiness".

But in memoir4 after memoir, celebrities5 reveal the unhappiness hidden beneath all their fun: depression, alcoholism, drug addiction6, broken marriages, troubled children, profound loneliness.

The way people cling to the belief that a fun-filled, pain-free life equates7 happiness actually diminishes their chances of ever attaining8 real happiness. If fun and pleasure are equated9with happiness, then pain must be equated with unhappiness. But, in fact, the opposite is true: More times than not, things that lead to happiness involve some pain.

As a result, many people avoid the very endeavors that are the source of true happiness. They fear the pain inevitably10 brought by such things as marriage, raising children, professional achievement, religious commitment, civic11 or charitable work, and self-improvement.