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2016届新课标高考英语高效晨读背诵材料

高三英语晨读美文

(一) Care your dream
(By Vanessa Sanchez)
当梦想遭到现实的撞击时，总会发出凄美的破碎声。心灵被梦想的碎片刺痛，散落的碎片上还残留着斑斓的颜色。然而，心灵的疼痛却有着催人成长的力量。梦想的幻灭，是因为它没有得到精心的照料。去呵护你的梦想吧！勇敢地站在舞台中央，跳一曲快乐的人生芭蕾。
My dream ended when I was born. Although I never knew it then, I just held on to something that would never come to pass. Dreams really do exist. But in the morning when you wake up, they are remembered just as a dream. That is what happened to me.
I always have the dream to dance like a beautiful ballerina twirling around and around and hearing people applaud for me. When I was young, I would twirling around and around in the fields of wildflowers that grew in my backyard. For hours I would dance as if people were watching me. I would dance so fast that I would forget where I was, until I would hear sounds that reminded me of where I really was. I thought that if I twirled faster everything would disappear and I would wake up in a new place. Reality woke me up when I heard a voice saying, "I don't know why you bother trying to dance. Ballerinas are pretty, slender little girls. Besides, you don't have the talent to even be a ballerina." I remember how those words paralyzed every feeling in my body. I feel to the ground and wept for hours.
We lived in the country by a nearby lake and I would sometimes go there to hide. My parents were never home anyway and I did not like to be at home where I could hear the walls talking of pain. When they were home, my mother just yelled and criticized because nothing was ever perfect in her life. She dreamed of a different life but ended up living in a country far away from the city where she believed her dreams would have come true.
I enjoyed hanging out by the water. I would sit there for hours and stare at my reflection. There I was, looked nothing like a pretty ballerina dancer. Reflections don't lie. Once the waves would come, my reflection was gone. Washed away just like my dream to dance. I sat there staring at the water, hoping that my reflection would reappear and be different.
As I grew older, I began to realize that the reason my dream was even born in the first place, was because it was something that was inside of me. The dream I had was never nurtured and cared for, so it slowly died. It's not that I wanted it to die, but I allowed it to die the day I started listening to the words, "You can't do it." When I finally woke up from many years of dreaming, I realized that you can't settle for dancing in the wildflowers, you have to move on to the platform. I still go to the lake sometimes and sit there. Looking at my reflection is different now too. When I was young, I looked at how others saw me, now that I am older and wiser; I look at how God sees me.
(二) Learn to be grateful
Hello, everybody! Welcome to my blog, I'm Vivianna. Yesterday I read an encouraging essay, called "learn to be grateful". I hope you will enjoy this essay and wish all of you in this bigear family can make a better and more beautiful life!!
Being grateful is an important philosophy of life and a great wisdom.. It is impossible for anyone to be lucky and successful all the time so long as he lives in the world. We should learn how to face failure or misfortune bravely and generously and to try to deal with it. If so, should we complain about our life and become frustrated and disappointed ever since then or should we be grateful for our life, rise again ourselves after a fall? William Thackeray, a famous British writer, said, “Life is a mirror. When you smile in front of it , it will also smile and so will it when you cry to it.” If you are grateful to life, it will bring you shining sunlight. If you always complain about everything, you may own nothing in the end. When we are successful, we can surely have many reasons for being grateful, but we have only one excuse to show ungratefulness if we fail.
I think we should even be grateful to life whenever we are unsuccessful or unlucky. Only by doing this can we find our weakness and shortcomings when we fail. We can also get relief and warmth when we are unlucky. This can help us find our courage to overcome the difficulties we may face, and receive great impetus to move on. We should treat our frustration and misfortune in our life in the other way just as President Roosevelt did. We should be grateful all the time and keep having a healthy attitude to our life forever, keep having perfect characters and enterprising spirit. Being grateful is not only a kind of comfort, not an escape from life and nor thinking of winning in spirit like Ah Q. Being grateful is a way to sing for our life which comes just from our love and hope.
When we put a small piece of alum into muddy water, we can see the alum can soon make the water clear. If each of us has an attitude of being grateful, we’ll be able to get rid of impulse, upset, dissatisfaction and misfortune. Being grateful can bring us a better and more beautiful life.
(三) Make friends
Everyone needs friends, and if you fail to make friends, you should examine yourself and see if there is something wrong with your personality.
May be you have social faults such as snobbishness, talkativeness and using slang etc. which drive away your new acquaintances. Whatever your social faults may be, look at them honestly and make real effort to correct them.
To be friendly you must feel friendly. Cheerfulness is the basis of friendliness. A cheerful person smiles. A smile is a magnet which draws people. A smile at someone and you are almost sure to get a smile in return.
A friendly person does his best to make a stranger feel at home, wherever he happens to be. Put yourself in the other fellow's place and make them feel welcome.
Try to remember names. It makes your new acquaintances feel happy when you call them by their names. It gives them the feeling that they have made an impression on you and that must mean something to them because you remember them.
If you don't agree with other people on a certain matter, you should appear to be friendly. Don't argue, but discuss. You always lose friends if you argue too much.
A friendly person thinks of others, and doesn't insist on his own "rights". People who refuse to consider others have few friends.
Finally, don't treat people according to their social positions. Really friendly people respect everyone at all times.
(四) Pray For My Mother
Dear God ,
Now that I am no longer young , I have friends whose mothers have passed away. I have heard these sons and daughters say they never fully appreciated their mothers until it was too late to tell them .
I am blessed with the dear mother who is still alive. I appreciate her more each day. My mother does not change , but I do. As I grow older and wiser , I realize what an extraordinary person she is . how sad that I am unable to speak these words in her presence, but they flow easily from my pen .
How does a daughter begin to thank her mother for life itself? For the love, patience and just plain hard work that go into raising a child ? for running after a toddler, for understanding a moody teenager, for tolerating a college student who knows everything? For waiting for the day when a daughter realizes how wise her mother really is ? How does a grown woman thank a mother for continuing to be a mother? For being ready with advice(when asked) or remaining silent when it is most appreciated? For not saying, “I told you so .” when she could have uttered these words dozens of times? For being essentially herself- loving , thoughtful , patient, and forgiving?
I don’t know how , dear God , except to ask you to bless her as richly as she deserves and to help me live up to the example she has set. I pray that I will look as good in the eyes of my children as my mother looks in mine.
--A daughter
(五) Beautiful Smile and Love
(Mother Teresa)
诺贝尔奖领奖台上响起的声音往往都是文才飞扬、热烈、激昂。而特雷莎修女的演说朴实无华，其所举实例听来似平凡之至，然而其中所蕴涵的伟大而神圣的爱感人至深。平凡中孕育伟大，真情才能动人。我们作文时，也要善于从自己所熟知的平凡中发掘伟大，以真情来打动读者。
The poor are very wonderful people. One evening we went out and we picked up four people from the street. And one of them was in a most terrible condition－and I told the sisters: You take care of the other three. I take care of this one who looked worse. So I did for her all that my love can do. I put her in bed, and there was such a beautiful smile on her face. She took hold of my hand as she said just the words “Thank you.” and she died.
I could not help but examine my conscience before her and I asked what would I say if I was in her place. And my answer was very simple. I would have tried to draw a little attention to myself. I would have said I am hungry, that I am dying, I am cold, I am in pain, or something, but she gave me much more－she gave me her grateful love. And she died with a smile on her face. So did that man whom we picked up from the drain, half eaten with worms, and we brought him to the home. “I have lived like an animal in the street, but I am going to die like an angel, loved and cared for,” And it was so wonderful to see the greatness of that man who could speak like that, who could die like that without blaming anybody, without cursing anybody, without comparing anything. Like an angel－this is the greatness of our people. And that is why we believe what Jesus had said: I was hungry－I was naked－I was homeless－I was unwanted, unloved, uncared for－and you did it to me.
I believe that we are not real social workers. We may be doing social work in the eyes of the people, but we are really contemplatives, in the heart of the word. For we are touching the body of Christ twenty-four hours… And I think that in our family we don’t need bombs and guns, to destroy, to bring peace－just get together, love one another, bring that peace, that joy, that strength of presence of each other in the home. And we will be able to overcome all the evil that is in the world.
And with this prize that I received as a Prize of Peace, I am going to try to make the home for many people who have no home. Because I believe that love begins at home, and if we can create a home for the poor I think that more and more love will spread. And we will be able through this understanding love to bring peace, be the good news to the poor. The poor in our own family first, in our country and in the world. To be able to do this, our Sisters, our lives have to be woven with prayer. They have to be woven with Christ to be able to understand, to be able to share. Because to be woven with Christ is to be able to understand, to be able to share. Because today there is so much suffering… When I pick up a person from the street, hungry, I give him a plate of rice, a piece of bread, I have satisfied. I have removed that hungry. But a person who is shut out, who feels unwanted, unloved, terrified, the person who has been thrown out from society－that poverty is so full of hurt and so unbearable… And so let us always meet each other with a smile, for the smile is the beginning of love, and once we begin to love each other naturally we want to do something.
背景介绍：
特雷莎修女（1910－1997），印度著名的慈善家，印度天主教仁爱传教会创始人，在世界范围内建立一个庞大的慈善机构网，赢得了国际社会的广泛尊敬。1979年，她被授予诺贝尔和平奖。本文所选即她在领取该奖项时的演讲词，语言简洁质朴而感人至深。
(六) The loving touch
树欲静而风不止，子欲养而亲不在！不要等父母不在时，才后悔当初给父母的爱太少；不要当失去时才后悔当初没有珍惜……
I’ve been blessed with a long happy life, despite losing my mother when I was just a boy. I might never have got over that loss except for something I discovered that the
summer.
I was at Camp Horseshoe in Pennsylvania in 1931. On visiting day, Mom and Dad
came with some friends. Dad wanted to give them a tour of the camp. So I would stick with Mom all day. I loved my mom, but I dreaded my friends seeing her fuss(过分关心)over me. Dad showed our guests around while Mom and I headed through the woods to my house. I opened the door to my house. Inside, she tried to give me a hug. “Mom!” Icried, pulling back. “What would the guys think?”
Looking a little hurt, Mom sat on my bed. “Are you enjoy camp?” “Yeah,” I muttered.I wished she would just leave me alone.
Mom told me what I’d been missing at home. After what seemed a long time, it was
time to go . “Walk me to the car?” she asked, holding out her hand. I shook my head. My friends would all be out there saying goodbye to their parents. Besides, I’d be home soon. She’d have plenty of time to fuss over me then.“All right,” Mum said, sighing. “It was wonderful to see you, honey.” She stroked my cheek. “I love you.” Then she walked out of the house.
I kept seeing the sad look in Mom’s eyes when I refused to hug her. “Go back”. A
voice I’d never heard before filled my thoughts. “Go back and tell your mother you love her. Let her put her arms around you.” I had to see her again before she left!
I ran out, the door slamming behind me, and raced through the woods. Near the end of the pail I spotted my parents. “Mum, wait!” I called. She turned, a great big smile
breaking across her face. This time when she opened her arms I rushed right into them.
We held each other tightly. “I’m so sorry. Mom, I love you!” I cried, not caring what
anyone else thought. The strength of her embrace told me she understood.
If I hadn’t made things right with Mom that day, I never would have able to. She died
in a car accident on the way home. God gave me the chance to feel my mother’s
warmth and loving touch, which helped me go through the period of the loss of mom.
David E. Philips
(七) let go love
There was once a lonely girl who longed so much for love. One day while she was walking in the woods she found two starving songbirds. She took them home and put them in a small cage. She cared them with love and the birds grew strong. Every morning they greeted her with a wonderful song. The girl felt great love for the birds.
One day the girl left the door to the cage open. The larger and stronger of the two birds flew from the cage. The girl was so frightened that he would fly away. As he flew close, she grasped him wildly. Her heart felt glad at her success in capturing him. Suddenly she felt the bird go limp. She opened her hand and stared in horror at the dead bird. Her desperate love had killed him.
She noticed the other bird moving back and forth on the edge of the cage. She could feel his great need for freedom. He needed to soar into the clear, blue sky. She lifted him from the cage and tossed him softly into the air. The bird circled once, twice, three times.
The girl watched delightedly at the bird's enjoyment. Her heart was no longer concerned with her loss. She wanted the bird to be happy. Suddenly the bird flew closer and landed softly on her shoulder. It sang the sweetest melody that she had ever heard.
The fastest way to lose love is to hold on it too tight, the best way to keep love is to give it WINGS!
(八) Think More about What you Have
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