阳光穿透毕业的日子

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《阳光穿透毕业的日子(英汉对照)》撷取了众多令人感动的校园美文呈现给读者，！阐述了大学生活的不同侧面，也讲述了属于“每一个”人的大学，与是否是名校无关，与重点和非重点无关；只有它在我们心灵深处烙下的深深印记，想要忘记都难。书中的每一个故事都有“心灵鸡汤”般的暖暖情怀，让你体味真情冷暖，感受心灵震撼。

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为梦想披荆斩棘　追梦少年　真的梦想，没有屏障　一个孤儿的故事　傻瓜下台　特殊的同学　努力永远有机会　执著的追求带你走向成功　我的大学理财规划　生命的篇章　戏剧即生活　爱的奇迹　如果梦想足够大爱是青涩的梅子　让我做你的声音　卡瑞和娜勒　你愿意和我约会吗？　信任的许诺　滑向永远的爱情　远方的知己　音像店的邂逅　最后一封信　逝去的爱　怀旧的爱　爱人，我在等你　苹果皮　仲夏之恋　如意郎君　恋爱中的诗人温暖成长的旅途　谁是你的天使　琳达的情人节　好运斑马裙　忘却吧，伤痛　埃玛的鸭子　把东西收拾干净　甘达尔山监狱的歌声　友情无价　女儿，再见　生活是一面镜子　非同一般的友谊　命中注定的搭档

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《阳光穿透毕业的日子(英汉对照)》：读故事，记单词，学语法。每天读点好英文，每天进步一点点！常青藤语言教学中心荣誉推荐。在原汁原味的英文中，每天进步一点点01 学英语不再枯燥无味!内文篇目均取自国外最经典、最权威、最流行的读本，中英双语，适于诵读，提升阅读能力；02 学英语不再沉闷辛苦!《阳光穿透毕业的日子(英汉对照)》精选英语学习中最关键、最核心的句型以及必备的单词，不用买厚重如字典的书籍，就能与老外对答如流，提升会话能力；03 学英语不再学了就忘!每篇文章后附词汇、句型、阅读及语法练习，用最短的时间、最有趣的方式就能完成复习与巩固，提升语法能力：04 学英语不再乱无章法!《阳光穿透毕业的日子(英汉对照)》遵循语言学习的自然规律，将英语学习的知识点贯穿在阅读中，并逐一详解，使英语能力在潜移默化中得到提升!吴老师的话：按部就班做好阅读计划，才能有效地学习。每天花10分钟诵读一篇文章，学4个单词、3个句型、2个词组，30天就能提升英语能力。记住，别忘了大声诵读哦!

内容概要

吴文智，笔名兆彬，中国译协专家会员，中国译协理事，江苏省译协秘书长，从事翻译与翻译研究三十余年。2009年获得“江苏省建国六十年来外国语言文学与翻译研究优秀成果”特别贡献奖。在《外语研究》《上海翻译》等十余种公开报刊上发表译文、论文百余篇，在三十余家出版社出版过专著、著作、译著八十余部，总计四千余万字。翻译的作品《YOU：身体使用手册》系列书籍，成为2006年以来的经久畅销书；主编的《实用汉英翻译词典》获“第五届国家辞书”二等奖；《别让医生杀了你》获2004年“全国大学版畅销书”二等奖。

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插图：追梦少年A Boy with a Mission佚名 / AnonymousIn 1945, a 12-year-old boy saw something in a shop window that set his heart racing. But the price—five dollars—was far beyond Reuben Earle's means. Five dollars would buy almost a week' s groceries for his family.Reuben couldn' t ask his father for the money. Everything Mark Earle made was through fishing in Bay Roberts, Newfoundland, Canada. Reuben' s mother, Dora, stretched like elastic to feed and clothe their five children. Nevertheless, he opened the shop' s weathered door and went inside. Standing proud and straight in his flour-sack shirt and washed-out trousers, he told the shopkeeper what he wanted, adding, "But I don' t have the money right now. Can you please hold it for me for some time?""I' ll try," the shopkeeper smiled. "Folks around here don' t usually have that kind of money to spend on things. It should keep for a while."Reuben respectfully touched his worn cap and walked out into the sunlight with the bay rippling in a freshening wind. There was a purpose in his loping stride. He would raise the five dollars and not tell anybody.Hearing the sound of hammering from a side street, Reuben had an idea. He ran towards the sound and stopped at a construction site. People built their own homes in Bay Roberts, using nails purchased in hessian sacks from a local factory. Sometimes the sacks were discarded in the flurry of building, and Reuben knew he could sell them back to the factory for five cents a piece. That day he found two sacks, which he took to the rambling wooden factory and sold to the man in charge of packing nails. The boy' s hand tightly clutched the five-cent pieces as he ran the two kilometers home. Near his house stood the ancient barn that housed the family' s goats and chickens. Reuben found a rusty soda tin and dropped his coins inside. Then he climbed into the loft of the barn and hid the tin beneath a pile of sweet smelling hay.It was dinnertime when Reuben got home. His father sat at the big kitchen table, working on a fishing net. Dora was at the kitchen stove, ready to serve dinner as Reuben took his place at the table. He looked at his mother and smiled. Sunlight from the window gilded her shoulder-length blonde hair. Slim and beautiful, she was the center of the home, the glue that held it together. Her chores were never-ending. Sewing clothes for her family on the old Singer treadle machine, cooking meals and baking bread, planting and tending a vegetable garden, milking the goats and scrubbing soiled clothes on a washboard. But she was happy. Her family and their well-being were her highest priority.Every day after chores and school, Reuben scoured the town, collecting the hessian nail bags. On the day the two-room school closed for the summer, no student was more delighted than Reuben. Now he would have more time for his mission.All summer long, despite chores at home weeding and watering the garden, cutting wood and fetching water—Reuben kept to his secret task. Then all too soon the garden was harvested, the vegetables canned and stored, and the school reopened. Soon the leaves fell and the winds blew cold and gusty from the bay. Reuben wandered the streets, diligently searching for his hessian treasures. Often he was cold, tired and hungry, but the thought of the object in the shop window sustained him. Sometimes his mother would ask: "Reuben, where were you? We were waiting for you to have dinner.""Playing, Mum. Sorry."Dora would look at his face and shake her head. Boys. Finally spring burst into glorious green and Reuben' s spirits erupted. The time had come! He ran into the barn, climbed to the hayloft and uncovered the tin can. He poured the coins out and began to count. Then he counted again. He needed 20 cents more. Could there be any sacks left any where in town? He had to find four and sell them before the day ended. Reuben ran down Water Street. The shadows were lengthening when Reuben arrived at the factory. The sack buyer was about to lock up. "Mister! Please don' t close up yet."The man turned and saw Reuben, dirty and sweat stained. "Come back tomorrow, boy.""Please, Mister. I have to sell the sacks now—please."The man heard a tremor in Reuben' s voice and could tell he was close to tears. "Why do you need this money so badly?""It' s a secret."The man took the sacks, reached into his pocket and put four coins in Reuben' s hand. Reuben murmured a thank you and ran home. Then, clutching the tin can, he headed for the shop. "I have the money," he solemnly told the owner. The man went to the window and retrieved Reuben' s treasure. He wiped the dust off and gently wrapped it in brown paper. Then he placed the parcel in Reuben' s hands. Racing home, Reuben burst through the front door. His mother was scrubbing the kitchen stove. "Here, Mum! Here!" Reuben exclaimed as he ran to her side. He placed a small box in her work roughened hand. She unwrapped it carefully, to save the paper. A blue-velvet jewel box appeared. Dora lifted the lid, tears beginning to blur her vision. In gold lettering on a small, almond-shaped brooch was the word Mother. It was Mother' s Day, 1946. Dora had never received such a gift; she had no finery except her wedding ring. Speechless, she smiled radiantly and gathered her son into her arms.1945年，12岁的鲁本·厄尔在一家商店橱窗里看到一件令他怦然心动的东西，但是——5美元——鲁本的口袋里可没这么多钱，5美元足够他们家买一周的伙食了。鲁本又无法张口向父亲要钱，他的父亲马克·厄尔仅靠在加拿大纽芬兰的罗伯茨湾捕鱼的那点儿微薄收入来维持家人的生计。他的母亲多à?，为了保证五个孩子的温饱，勤俭节约，恨不得将一个钱掰成两半花。尽管如此，鲁本还是推开商店那扇破旧不堪的门，走了进去。他笔直地站在那儿，身穿面粉袋改做的衬衫和洗得褪了色的裤子，并不觉得困窘。他告诉了店主他想要的东西，又补充说道：“但是我现在还没钱买它，您帮我预留一段时间好吗？”“我尽量吧，”店主笑道，“这儿的人一般都没有太多钱来买这种东西，一时半会儿还卖不出去。”鲁本礼貌地碰了一下他的旧帽檐儿，然后径自走出店门。阳光下的罗伯茨湾海水在清新的微风吹拂下，泛着阵阵涟漪。鲁本迈开大步，走得很坚定，他一定要自己凑齐那5美元，不告诉任何人。远处街边传来了铁锤声，鲁本有了主意。 他??着声音跑过去，来到了一处建筑工地。罗伯茨湾的人喜欢自己建房，用的钉子是从当地一家工厂买的，都用麻袋来装。有时人们实在太忙，就会把麻袋随手丢弃，而鲁本知道，他可以以5分钱一条的价格把麻袋再卖回工厂。那天，他找到了两条麻袋，拿到杂乱的木材厂，卖给了为钉子打包的人。男孩手里紧紧攥着两个5分硬币，两公里的路程，他是一路小跑着回到家的。 他家附近有座旧谷仓，是用来圈养山羊和鸡的。鲁本在那里找到一个锈迹斑斑的苏打铁罐，把两枚硬币投了进去。然后，他爬上谷仓的阁楼，把铁罐藏在一堆散发着甜香味的干草底下。鲁本回到家时已是晚饭时分，此时父亲正坐在大餐桌旁摆弄着渔网，母亲多à?在灶台边忙着准备晚饭，鲁本在桌旁坐了下来。 他望着母亲，笑了。夕阳的余晖透过窗子照进来，把母亲棕褐色的披肩发染成了金黄色。苗条、美丽的母亲是这个家的中心，她像胶水一样，把这个家紧紧地黏结在一起。母亲有永远也干不完的家务活，她要用老式的“胜家”缝纫机为一家人缝缝补补，要做饭、烤面包、打理菜园、挤羊奶，还要用搓衣板洗衣服。可母亲很快乐，在她看来，全家人的安康才是最重要的。每天放学后做完家务，鲁本就在镇上搜寻装钉子的麻袋。只有两间教室的学校放暑假的那天，鲁本比任何人都高兴，现在他有更多时间去完成他的使命了。 整个夏季，鲁本除了做家务——给菜园锄草、浇水以及砍柴、打水外，一直进行着他的秘密活动。 转眼，菜园收获的季节到了，蔬菜被腌制装罐后储藏起来，此时，学校也开学了。不久，秋叶飘零，海湾吹来阵阵寒风。鲁本在街头徘徊，努力找寻着他的宝贝麻袋。 他常常会饿着肚子，又冷又累，但是一想到商店橱窗里的那样东西，他又来了精神。妈妈偶尔会问：“鲁本，你去哪儿啦？我们都等你吃饭呢！” “我出去玩啦，妈妈。对不起。”每到这时，多à?总会看着他，摇摇头，男孩子嘛。春天终于来了，绿意盎然，鲁本的精神也随之振奋。时候到了！他跑进谷仓，爬上草垛取出铁罐，倒出硬币，开始数起来。 他又数了一遍，还差20美分。镇上哪儿还会有废弃的麻袋呢？他必须在天黑之前再找四条卖掉。鲁本顺着沃特街向前跑去。当鲁本赶到工厂时，夕阳已??将周围的一切à?长了影子，收购麻袋的人正要锁门。 “先生！请先别锁门。”那人转过身打量了一下鲁本，他浑身脏兮兮的，满头大汗。 “明天再来吧，孩子。”“求求您了，先生，我必须现在就把这几条麻袋卖掉——求您啦。”那人听出鲁本的声音在颤抖，他快哭了。　“你为何这么急着要这点儿钱呢？”“这个是秘密。”那人接过麻袋，从衣袋里掏出四枚硬币放到鲁本手中。鲁本轻声说了句“谢谢”，就转身往家跑。然后，他取出铁罐，紧紧地抱着，直奔那家商店。“我有钱啦！”他郑重地对店主说。店主向橱窗走去，取出鲁本想要的那件“宝贝”。他掸去上面的灰尘，用牛皮纸小心地把它包好，放到鲁本手中。鲁本一路狂奔到家，冲进前门。妈妈正在厨房擦灶台。“看看，妈妈！看这个！”鲁本边跑边叫着来到妈妈跟前，他把一个小盒子放到妈妈那双因劳动而变得粗糙的手上。妈妈生怕把包装纸弄坏了，小心翼翼地将它拆开，一个蓝色天鹅绒首饰盒映入眼帘。多à?打开盒盖，瞬间，泪水模糊了她的双眼。 一枚小巧的心形胸针上刻着两个金字：母亲。 那是1946年的母亲节。多à?从没收到过这样的礼物，除了结婚戒指外，她没有别的饰物。她一把搂过儿子，不说一句话，脸上露出圣洁的微笑，整个人愈加容光焕发起来。

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