高中生英語美文好句欣賞

　　英語美文,即使用地道、優美的英語語言寫的文章;英語美文賞析,則是在接觸地道英語語言的基礎之上,瞭解和理解英語語言文化背景。下面是小編帶來的高中生英語美文，歡迎閱讀!

　　高中生英語美文篇一

　　Steps To Happiness 通往幸福的階梯

　　Everybody Knows:

　　You can’t be all things to all people.

　　You can’t do all things at once.

　　You can’t do all things equally well.

　　You can’t do all things better than everyone else.

　　Your humanity is showing just like everyone else’s.

　　So:

　　You have to find out who you are, and be that.

　　You have to decide what comes first, and do that.

　　You have to discover your strengths, and use them.

　　You have to learn not to compete with others,

　　Because no one else is in the contest of “being you”.

　　Then:

　　You will have learned to accept your own uniqueness.

　　You will have learned to set priorities and make decisions.

　　You will have learned to live with your limitations.

　　You will have learned to give yourself the respect that is due.

　　And you’ll be a most vital mortal.

　　Dare To Believe:

　　That you are a wonderful, unique person.

　　That you are a once-in-all-history event.

　　That it’s more than a right, it’s your duty, to be who you are.

　　That life is not a problem to solve, but a gift to cherish.

　　And you’ll be able to stay one up on what used .to get you down.

　　每個人都知道：

　　你無法為每個人辦到每件事。

　　你無法立刻完成所有的事。

　　你無法把所有的事都做的盡善盡美。

　　你無法把每件事都做的比別人好，

　　你只是和其他人一樣。

　　所以：

　　你要找到你是誰，做好自己。

　　你要決定什麼是要先去做的。

　　你要發現自己的優點，並好好的利用。

　　你要學會不與其他人競爭。

　　因為沒有人是你的對手。

　　接下來：

　　你要學著認識到自己的獨一無二。

　　你要學習設定優先權並做決策。

　　你要接受生活的侷限性。

　　你要學會適當尊重自己。

　　你將成為最重要的。

　　勇敢的相信：

　　你是個完美的，獨一無二的人。

　　你創造了百年不遇的歷史事件。

　　這是你的責任更勝過於你的權利。

　　生活不是一個需要解決的麻煩，而是一份需要珍惜的禮物。

　　勇敢的生活你將會得到你想擁有的一切。

　　高中生英語美文篇二

　　Friends forever 永遠的朋友

　　Dear Arizona,

　　My friend is moving in a month—and not just to a different neighborhood, but to a whole different country! I'm so sad, I can hardly think about anything else. I know you can't make my friend's family stay, but I'm hoping you'll at least have some helpful ideas. —Already Lonely in London

　　Dear Already Lonely,

　　The first thing I want to say is—I'm so sorry your friend is moving!

　　The second thing I want to say is-are you from London, as in London, England? That is so exciting! Have you ever seen the Queen? Is it true that people there drive on the left side of the road? How big is Big Ben, really?

　　OK,I guess I should stop asking questions and get back to your letter-which reminds me of how beyond and I was when my friend Elizabeth had to move.

　　I met Elizabeth in my very first karate class. I was the only new kid in the class. Everyone else knew a lot of the moves already and had yellow or orange belts.

　　I had a total beginner's white belt and felt unbearably nervous the whole way through the class. I tried my hardest to follow along, but everything was way harder than I thought it would be.

　　Afterward, as I was putting on my shoes, I was thinking, There is no way I am ever coming back to karate!

　　And that's when I met Elizabeth.

　　"You did great!" I laughed. "I was so clueless!"

　　"That's how I felt at first, too," she said. "If you want, I can help you practice."

　　"Really?" I said.

　　"Sure. By the way, I'm Elizabeth." She scribbled on the back of a karate schedule. "Here's my number."

　　"Wow, that's so nice of you!" I said.

　　She smiled. "No problem."

　　Anyway, to make a long story short, I called her a few days later, and we've been amazing friends ever since.

　　Now for the sad part. Not very long ago, Elizabeth had to move. Her family still lives in California, but if you know anything about my state, then you know it's gigantic. And I'm not positive about the exact geographic details, but the distance Elizabeth moved was about the same as if she had moved from London to Paris!

　　"You can't move!" I screamed when she told me the terrible news.

　　"I know. That's what I told my parents,"she said. "But they said we don' have a choice. We'e moving in with my grandparents, and I guess it'l be way cheaper than where we live now."

　　"Wait! I have the perfect solution,"I said. "You and your parents can move in with my family! We can share my room, and it'l be like having a sleepover every single night! I' sure my parents will be totally cool with it."

　　"That would be so great!" said Elizabeth, then she sighed. "I wish we could do that. But there's no way. My parents also want to be closer to my grandparents, so I think we're definitely going."

　　So Elizabeth and I had to come up with a Plan B. A would have been, we were actually pretty happy about our solution. Here's what we did.

　　First, we asked my mom to take a picture of us together and help us print it out regular size and teeny-tiny size .

　　We put the regular photos in special frames that we decorated Forever. I gave me the frame she decorated.

　　Then, we cut the teeny-tiny picture of us in half. I put the half with Elizabeth's face in my locket necklace, and she put the half with my face in her locket necklace.

　　So even though Elizabeth lives miles away and I only get to see her once in a while, our Friends Forever picture frames and lockets really do help with the "missing-you" part.

　　Besides that, our parents let us e-mail sometimes, and we still get to talk and crack up together on the phone now and then. Also, we love sending each other funny letters and packages filled with goofy surprises.

　　So, dear Already Lonely, being separated from your friend doesn't have to be as bad as it seems right now. Photos, letters, phone calls, e-mails, and great memories can really and truly make a friend seem closer than he or she is.

　　I hope these ideas help. As they say in London, "cheers" to you and your friend! And as I like to say…

　　Ciao for now,

　　Arizona

　　高中生英語美文篇三

　　Detour to romance 曲折的浪漫路

　　Located in the checkroom in Union Station as I am, I see everybody that comes up the stairs.

　　Harry came in a little over three years ago and waited at the head of the stairs for the passengers from the 9:05 train.

　　I remember seeing Harry that first evening. He wasn't much more than a thin, anxious kid then. He was all dressed up and I knew he was meeting his girl and that they would be married twenty minutes after she arrived.

　　Well, the passengers came up and I had to get busy. I didn't look toward the stairs again until nearly time for the 9:18 and I was very surprised to see that the young fellow was still there.

　　She didn't come on the 9:18 either, nor on the 9:40, and when the passengers from the 10:02 had all arrived and left, Harry was looking pretty desperate. Pretty soon he came close to my window so I called out and asked him what she looked like.

　　"She's small and dark," he said, "and nineteen years old and very neat in the way she walks. She has a face," he said, thinking a minute, "that has lots of spirit. I mean she can get mad but she never stays mad for long, and her eyebrows come to a little point in the middle. She's got a brown fur, but maybe she isn't wearing it."

　　I couldn't remember seeing anybody like that.

　　He showed me the telegram he'd received: ARRIVE THURSDAY. MEET ME STATION. LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE. MAY. It was from Omaha, Nebraska.

　　"Well," I finally said, "why don't you phone to your home? She's probably called there if she got in ahead of you."

　　He gave me a sick look. "I've only been in town two days. We were going to meet and then drive down South where I've got a job. She hasn't any address for me." He touched the telegram.

　　When I came on duty the next day he was still there and came over as soon as he saw me.

　　"Did she work anywhere?" I asked.

　　He nodded. "She was a typist. I telegraphed her former boss. All they know is that she left her job to get married."

　　Harry met every train for the next three or four days. Of course, the railroad lines made a routine checkup and the police looked into the case. But nobody was any real help. I could see that they all figured that May had simply played a trick on him. But I never believed that, somehow.

　　One day, after about two weeks, Harry and I were talking and I told him about my theory. "If you'll just wait long enough," I said, "you'll see her coming up those stairs some day." He turned and looked at the stairs as though he had never seen them before.

　　The next day when I came to work Harry was behind the counter of Tony's magazine stand. He looked at me rather sheepishly and said, "Well, I had to get a job somewhere, didn't I?"

　　So he began to work as a clerk for Tony. We never spoke of May anymore and neither of us ever mentioned my theory. But I noticed that Harry always saw every person who came up the stairs.

　　Toward the end of the year Tony was killed in some argument over gambling, and Tony's widow left Harry in complete charge of the magazine stand. And when she got married again some time later, Harry bought the stand from her. He borrowed money and installed a soda fountain and pretty soon he had a very nice little business.

　　Then came yesterday. I heard a cry and a lot of things falling. The cry was from Harry and the things falling were a lot of dolls and other things which he had upset while he was jumping over the counter. He ran across and grabbed a girl not ten feet from my window. She was small and dark and her eyebrows came to a little point in the middle.

　　For a while they just hung there to each other laughing and crying and saying things without meaning. She'd say a few words like, "It was the bus station I meant" and he'd kiss her speechless and tell her the many things he had done to find her. What apparently had happeded three years before was that May had come by bus, not by train, and in her telegram she meant "bus station," not "railroad station." She had waited at the bus station for days and had spent all her money trying to find Harry. Finally she got a job typing.

　　"What?" said Harry. "Have you been working in town? All the time?"

　　She nodded.

　　"Well, Heavens. Didn't you ever come down here to the station?" He pointed across to his magazine stand. "I've been there all the time. I own it. I've watched everybody that came up the stairs."

　　She began to look a little pale. Pretty soon she looked over at the stairs and said in a weak voice, "I never came up the stairs before. You see, I went out of town yesterday on a short business trip. Oh, Harry!" Then she threw her arms around his neck and really began to cry.

　　After a minute she backed away and pointed very stiffly toward the north end of the station. "Harry, for three years, for three solid years, I've been right over there working right in this very station, typing, in the office of the stationmaster."