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优美的英语美文摘抄
导语：美文（belles-lettres），《法汉词典》译为“纯文学”，法文《拉鲁斯普通名词大词典》中的定义是：“文学、修辞、诗歌艺术的总体，”修辞和诗歌也可以由“文学”来概括。以下是小编整理优美的英语美文摘抄的资料，欢迎阅读参考。
优美美文摘抄1
Quiet summer night, alone in the city quiet corner. A cup of tea, a wisp of fragrance. Taste the mood in the fragrant tea. Taste life. Music is in the air, the mood is as quiet as the stream. Incentive article
The light month dyeing west window, I in the clear soft moonlight in the independence, in the quiet of the water, the taste of meaningful. Life is like a cup of tea, although it is very light, but always has the fragrance. When leisurely, brew a pot of tea, quiet taste of the past, if the environment is like water. Tea tastes like life. Tea needs to be savored, and so is life!
Very fond of a paragraph of three MAO: tea, the first bitter if life, the second sweet as feeling, the third light as breeze. The short paragraph says the profound philosophy of tea life. The poem is fragrant, like the wind, like a dream.
In my memory, I still tasted the jasmine tea, staring at the falling jasmine petals floating in the water, changing with all kinds of unique attitude, slowly falling into the bottom of the cup. Because of a pot of boiling water, jasmine tea has bloomed with the freshness and elegance. The jasmine flowers after the infiltration are more crystal clear. I seem to understand the quiet life, can have more profound connotation! I can't help but think of one of my favorite songs, ">>," and the "blue dress". The wind is infinite. And the softest of the month. Love the elegant, the separation, not willing to worry. Immerse water, love to make, cup bottom fragrance flow." Classic American appreciation.
Alone in the midnight, in the fresh tea, savoring the subtle bitterness of life and endless return. Life is in a hurry, the eyes of time. Cherish this moment, look forward to the future, I will burst into the most beautiful posture of my self, condensing the morning dew, gathering sunshine. Let yourself grow! I will know better the freshness and lingering of spring rain. Summer sun's fiery and bold, autumn wind of the bleak and mellow, winter snow cold and crystal. In different seasons taste different mood!
优美美文摘抄2
The wind of four seasons, they all have the character of ego, have the color of ego.
The spring breeze, she stepped on the green, gently, gently, always let people unknowingly come to our beautiful world. She is always gentle like a neighbor's big sister. She stroked the grass on the cheek, and the grass became more spiritual! She floats past, the flowers blossoming bright smile, smiling to deal with the warm sunshine.
Summer wind, he is very warm, like a warm young man. The wind he brushed was hot. His enthusiasm, let the grass bend down, so that the flowers closed and quietly fell asleep. The tree will only shake a few times as he passes by.
Autumn wind, cool but warm. Sometimes like an old woman, sometimes like a quiet girl. Her arrival, let the chrysanthemum big bloom, show the smiling face of youth. And the other flowers fade away. The leaves began to turn yellow and fell in pieces. Maple leaves are also dyed red by the autumn wind.
Winter wind, cold wind howling, cold and cold. It was calling loudly, and the sound of his voice was echoing from the window. The chrysanthemums have withered. The cold plum, however, opened up in his voice so proudly. In the cold wind, even without other companions, she stood erect and looked at the snow-covered landscape. For the monotonous white, added a bit warm, also added some beautiful.
In fact, the wind of every season is monotonous, only something that blooms in that season makes them less monotonous. Spring breeze, green. A hundred flowers bloom for her beauty. Summer wind, yellow. The stand of the lotus, the tenderness for him. Autumn, red, the leaves of the maple leaf, beautiful as a poem, picturesque. Winter wind, white. The plum blossom red, in the cold wind, the snowflake floating down, appear to stand tall jade, to white, point the red.
The wind of the four seasons is like this in my heart, what is the wind of the four seasons in your heart?
优美美文摘抄3
Smile, wash my heart.
"Smile, more than anything, the world is wonderful... "With this song, my mind raced out of the smile that washed my heart.
When the first warm weather of spring and winter winds pass by, the spring is changing. When spring arrives, it means a return to the south. The wet weather depresses me. The wet clothes, on the body, smell a strange smell, my heart is more depressed.
Walking down the street, the noise was constant, the smoke from behind the car filled the street, and the engine behind the car was deafening. I was in the crowd and I couldn't easily push my left and right into the place where the food was sold. The first step into it was to see the heads of the dishes in their faces, lounging in their chairs, completely different from the usual busy market. I was also affected by the weather, and I went to a shop where I bought soy products. I watched the soy products in the store. Suddenly, a man who was less than six feet tall, with wrinkles on his face and a Fanny pack on his waist, came up to me and said, "what would you like, please?" I did not care what he said, nor did I look back. He looked at my face without expression. When I reached the table, I took a plate and put some dry tofu in it. Then I came to my side again. "this tofu is delicious, you can see it!" I just looked up. He had a plate on his hands, a sunlit smile on his face, a smile that washed my heart.
In a moment, the annoyance was gone, and the annoying car was gone and the crowd was gone. How long have you not seen such a genuine smile? How long has it been since you were moved by a smile?
A sunlight beautiful smile in my memory, is a virtue that smile, let me remember, remember that smile like the sunshine, to wash my heart smile, virtue, in this embodiment.
优美美文摘抄4
In the morning, when the first rays of sunlight come into my room, I open my eyes and breathe the fresh, fresh air of the morning. Is a new day, it's all new, yesterday has already become the past, always a new day has come to me, put his head out of the window, looking around, the mist hung over all, indistinctly, the scratch is visible. The birds sang softly in the branches, singing about the perfect world, when I saw a world of peace and perfection, and frost and fog were everything in the morning.
Gradually, the sun had broken through the clouds, and touched the earth. The mist had disappeared, and the running car broke the silence, and the whistle blew out a busy day. The town began to get busy, and its usual vitality was restored, and everything was clearly visible. At this point, I saw a busy, clear world. Cars and noise are everything at this time.
At noon, with the ringing of the bell, the school was full of people who were in the dark. In the dazzling sunlight, is on the road traffic, people mountain people sea, and blast a whistle and the noise interwoven into a fast-paced city in March, people with CheHai weave a wonderful note all different shape on the staff. At this time, I see a noisy, crowded world, the crowd and the car sea is all at noon. Evening, walking by the lake, I saw reflected on the surface of the water round drunk the sunset and AiAi hongxia, LouWu, green trees, don't know is who threw a stone broke the peace of the lake, a beautiful painting suddenly break into multicolored spot, blurred, is like a wave in the wind a long variegated silks, no one can describe its hazy dazzling pattern. The street lamp lights up the road at this time, the tired people with the light to the warm home. At this time, I saw a dark, tired world, street lights and roads are all the dusk.
At night, the moon continued to illuminate the earth with its dim light, closing its eyes and waiting for the sunshine of tomorrow, in this silent night. At this time, I saw a silent, gloomy world, the moonlight and the dream is all at this time. On this perfect day, I see a colorful world, and I find how perfect our life is and how beautiful our world is.
优美美文摘抄5
The crescent moon hung from the sky, shining and shining.
The night has been whitened by the month, and under the moon, a hasty step to stop, gaze, count the heart like silk.
Month appearing early autumn charm, miss has quietly fall, just cry spread in the heart of the pain, plentiful thoughts to indulge in the autumn leaves, and express the mood of that night, postpone the thoughts, in the long month fai dripping wet.
Early autumn night, because of a difficult to release feelings, the point woke up the long night of quiet. Take a wisp of light, to fill the picture of memory, black and white color and color, haggard the appearance of night. The night wind blows the dust, a few of the xiao guan sound, also difficult to play the heart and soul. Static in the window and look at the moon, how many cold 蒨 cluttered.
The shallow bowl lay quietly in the middle of the moon, as it strolled through the text. The lines are either deep or shallow, or thick or weak, and the heart extends with the line. Hid a season of tears, such as the broken bead curtain, fell on the plain text, the line has become blurred, the paper page wet all over, the surging is the autumn night's missing. The wound in the distance is hidden in the heart, the floating hair in the air melancholy whisper. The early autumn night, is the missing through the heart of the slice silhouette; It is the process of wasting a calendar to retain memories.
Time always likes to find the missing, you are still the deepest heart of the collection. Now that we have chosen a far place, let the cocoon of the heart keep watch at night! The moon tonight, even the half hook arc, is the god's blessing, the fate of the chance encounter, cherish the minutes of the encounter. Even if you use your life to take stock of your feelings, that is also the choice of no regrets.
优美美文摘抄6
I was born in a corner of the south of the Yangtze river. The story of the changes in the world around the south of the Yangtze river has changed, and the stories told in the hubbub or the whisper cannot be told one by one, and my love for the south of the Yangtze river is still a thousand years old!
Standing at the southern edge of the land, looking up to the sky, the wind and smoke are clean, clear and clear as water. In the long period of time, the qingxiu of jiangnan river, the quiet of the ancient town of jiangnan, the deep of jiangnan rain lane, the spirit of jiangnan wenjie...
Small bridge, running water, people, overflow in the water and ink in the south of the river, see unclear, can not distinguish exactly; The flow of water, moistens the heart of many literati. Read jiangnan, lingbo water rhyme, calligraphy.
Jiangnan rain show, jiangnan rainy, especially jiang days of misty rain, like the soft suchou dialect words, showing the characteristic of the region of moist, jiangnan water sensitivity, the rain is in jiangnan, full of romantic breath, rain rain called snuff rain before and after the Lantern Festival, snuff rain tends to be the first game of the spring rain, the spring rain falling is candid, apr, a congested water, sipping willows breeze dike, verdant, the carpet of flowers cliffside spring splash, the Vatican sound of ancient temple worked down between the stones, overflow the scent of pure and fresh the air after the rain. Then it is the apricot rain, pear rain, after the spring, the continuous yellow plum rain in the south. The rain in the night, the morning fragrance of the flowers, clear and deep intoxication, elegant let the people not to leave. The flying drizzle moistened the skirt of a skirt, moistened the hearts of the women in jiangnan. The flowers of the two sleeves, dance out the unique charm of jiangnan.
优美美文摘抄7
Calm summer night long wind qing, always can give me a kind of quiet and demure feeling. Clear and clear as the soft water of the moonlight pour, clear and clear flow, the meaning of the melting. The moon is soft and transparent, light and elegant.
I like to borrow moonlight to precipitate mood, like water moonlight, can drink. Open the window, let moonlight silently flow on the skin, light and elegant rhyme, fresh implication of the emotional nature flow in the heart. The moon is like practice, the mood changes in the moonlight clear and soft, suddenly life of all kinds of moving and beautiful spiritual floating.
In the past, I nestled in my grandma's arms and counted the stars. I enjoyed the clear and tranquil moonlight in the countryside.
In the past, on the elite campus and the students in the qinglong moonlight to talk, feeling the beauty and sadness of the time.
Before, in the water moonlight I with you in the boat taihu lake, in the oar light shadow, in the moonlight and the lake to enjoy the beauty of the world. The water of the lake, the ethereal sound of the music, let me in the jiangnan of the warm feelings of intoxication.
Brush against the wall, suspicion is the jade. Zhang sheng, the yingying, in the west of the moon, the guqin legend, under the moon. A classic beauty. Light month dye west window, light thought also diffuse.
Like the moonlight, can drink. It's like a year.
Stand still in the garden path, listen to the silence...
优美美文摘抄8
That ray of sunshine
Sunshine plays a very important role in our life. It brings us light, brings us hope and gives us courage. The sun is... The memory is buried in memory.
I got up late that morning. Without breakfast, he hurried to the station. Oh, it's too late. I had to take a taxi to school.
In the afternoon, after I got out of the car, I didn't have to rush home. I wanted to find my Chinese book to see if I had lost my book. But I thought about it so much that if I dropped it, I'd be picked up. "I muttered as I looked.
"Little girl, look for this Chinese book." I turned around and saw an aunt in her 40s who had my Chinese book in her left hand. The right hand is a broom. I have seen her before. She is the aunt who sweeps the street under our house.
"Boon boon. It is indeed mine. I have read it, and it is indeed my Chinese book.
"I saw you in a hurry in the morning, the bag also opened, the book fell out, I called you did not hear, I think you come back in the afternoon to you" the aunt smiled.
"Thank you, aunt"
"No thanks," the aunt walked away with a broom. The afternoon sun shone on her slightly bent back, which was the most beautiful sunshine in my eyes.
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