英文诗歌短小一点,有深刻哲理,哲理易懂,最少两首

英文诗歌短小一点,有深刻哲理,哲理易懂,最少两首
英文诗歌
短小一点,有深刻哲理,哲理易懂,最少两首

英文诗歌短小一点,有深刻哲理,哲理易懂,最少两首
夏之眠
　　Bed in Summer
　　作者：Robert Louis Stevenson
　　In winter I get up at night
　　And dress by yellow candle-light.
　　In summer,quite the other way,
　　I have to go to bed by day.
　　I have to go to bed and see
　　The birds still hopping on the tree,
　　Or hear the grown-up people's feet
　　Still going past me in the street.
　　And does it seem hard to you,
　　When all the sky is clear and blue,
　　And I should like so much to play,
　　To have to go to bed by day?
　　Life(中文对照)
　　L.hughes
　　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.
　　My father was my hero,all throughout my life.
　　The father of eight children,he saw his share of strife1.
　　When I was very little,he appeared to be so large.
　　In my eyes he could do anything,we all knew he was in charge2.
　　He was a man of great strength both physically and in mind,
　　but in him there was a gentleness,he found ways to be outgoing3 and kind.
　　Many days of childhood were greeted with a kiss,
　　and songs to me as I awoke,those days I surely miss.
　　He made me feel so special,“Miss America” he would sing.
　　I knew I had my father's love.It gave me courage to do most4 anything.
　　From him I learned to stand up tall,to be proud of who I am.
　　Strength and determination were the qualities of this fine man.
　　As the years of his life dwindled down5,that strength kept him alive.
　　Plus the unfailing determination to help my ailing6 mother have the care she needed to survive.
　　He loved her and his children,so much he gave up years of his life
　　caring for this woman,his soulmate,his wife.
　　Day and night he struggled for years with her disease.
　　A lesser man would have been brought down to his knees7.
　　With illnesses of his own,he still stood by her side
　　caring for her and loving her until the day she died.
　　Twenty days later his own time was at an end.
　　I lost my hero,my father,a man who was my friend.
　　A few years have passed,and life just isn't the same.
　　But as Father's Day approaches,I will celebrate8 his name.
　　With prayers to him and God above to stay by my side,
　　to watch over me and guide me,to look down on me with pride.
　　For I am my father's daughter,one day we will meet again.
　　But until then I will remember,and the love will never end.