華閱文章網1.寫一段關于母愛的英文詩,一定要短,簡短明了,謝謝拉
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你也可以去*去搜索，很多英文小詩的。【Mother】 by Herman de Coninck translated by Kurt Brown and Laure-Anne Bosselaar What you do with timeis what a grandmother clockdoes with it: strike twelveand take its time doing *'re the clock: time passes,you remain. And *g is what happens toa snow-covered garden,a trunk under moss,hope for better timesin the nineteenth century,or words in a * poetry is about letting thingsgrow moldy together, like grapesturning into wine, reality into preserves,and hoarding wordsin the cellar of yourself。
2.寫一段關于母愛的英文詩,一定要短,簡短明了,謝謝拉
推薦你一首。
你也可以去*去搜索，很多英文小詩的。
【Mother】 by Herman de Coninck
translated by Kurt Brown and Laure-Anne Bosselaar
What you do with time
is what a grandmother clock
does with it: strike twelve
and take its time doing it.
You're the clock: time passes,
you remain. And wait.
Waiting is what happens to
a snow-covered garden,
a trunk under moss,
hope for better times
in the nineteenth century,
or words in a poem.
For poetry is about letting things
grow moldy together, like grapes
turning into wine, reality into preserves,
and hoarding words
in the cellar of yourself.
3.關于母親的英文詩 （越短約好）
Mothers
Friends and lovers may come and go,
but mothers are forever as you know!
Mothers love you good or bad,
My mothers the very best freind,I've ever had.
There is nothing more precious on earth,
other than the day when she gave birth.
No matter how far away or so near,
your the one that I hold so dear!
Now there's only one more thing to say。
happy。Happy。Happy Mothers Day!
Betty Jean Walters
歌頌偉大的母親《慈母頌》
Mother Machree
There's a spot in my heart
which no colleen may own;
There's a depth in my soul
never sounded or known;
There's a place in my memory
my life that you fill;
No other can take it
no one ever will;
Every sorrow or care
in the dear days gone by;
Was made bright by the light
of the smile in your eye;
Like a candle that's set
in a window at night;
Your fond love has cheered me and guided me right;
Sure I love the dear silver
that shines in your hair;
And the brow that's all furrowed
and wrinkled with care;
I kiss the dear fingers
so toil warm for me;
Oh!God bless you and keep you,mother machree!
《慈母頌》
在我的心靈之中
有個地方，深不可測
其境從未與聞
哪個少女也難問津；
在我的記憶之中
我的生命充滿你的身影
誰也不能取代
永遠無人有此真情；
珍貴時光悠悠逝去
辛勞煩擾卻永不消停
你眼中的微笑，其光彩
使煩勞轉為光明；
宛如點燃的燭光
深夜透窗欞
你深情的愛激勵我
引領我一直前進；
是的，我愛你如銀的發絲
閃爍著深情的光芒
我愛你額上道道皺紋
歲月刻滿滄桑
我吻你勤勞的手指
雙手柔情溫暖我心房；
啊，慈母在我心
蒼天保佑，福壽永綿長！
4.有關母愛的英文詩歌
Mother's Hands 母親的手 by Janie Emaus As teenagers we live in a different world from our mothers, a world where mothers hang out on the peripheries. Of course, almost everyone has one; they are unavoidable annoyances. Today, as I approach that edge, as I am the one with the teenage daughter, I look at my mother through different eyes. And I sometimes wish I could halt the years and stop her from growing older, stop her from repeating herself. 作為孩子，我們生活在和母親不同的世界里，生活在一個由母親監控的世界里。
當然，幾乎每個人都有一個這樣的世界，這是不可避免的煩惱。 現在，當我也處在監控的位置上，當我也成為一個女孩的母親時，我開始從另一個角度來看我的母親。
有時候，我希望自己能夠讓時間停止，讓我的母親不再變得衰老，讓她不再一遍遍地嘮叨。 We sit at my kitchen table as the sun designs a mosaic of light on the tile floor. My daughter, Anna, sits next to my mother. "When is Rick going to be here?" my mother asks, referring to my husband. "I don't know, Mom," I answer patiently. "He'll be here for dinner." 我們坐在餐桌旁邊，陽光照在地板上，形成馬賽克狀的光斑。
我的女兒安娜就坐在我母親旁邊。 “瑞克什么時候來？”母親問。
瑞克是我的丈夫。 “我不知道，媽媽，”我耐心地回答，“他會來這兒吃飯。”
I sigh and get up from the table. This is at least the tenth time she has asked that question in as many minutes. While my mother and daughter play Monopoly, I busy myself making a salad. "Don't put in any onions," Mom says. "You know how Daddy hates onions." 我嘆了口氣，站起身來。不大一會工夫，她已經問了不下十遍了。
媽媽和女兒在玩強手棋，我則忙著做沙拉。 “別放洋蔥，”媽媽說，“你知道你爸爸有多討厭洋蔥。”
"Yes, Mom," I answer, shoving the scallions back into the fridge. I scrub off a carrot and chop it into bite-size pieces. I thrust the knife into the carrot with more force than is necessary. A slice falls onto the floor. “好的，媽媽。”我回答道，順手把洋蔥又塞進冰箱。
我洗干凈一個胡羅卜，把它切成小塊。我象撒氣似的用力把刀刺進胡羅卜。
有一片羅卜掉到了地上。 "Don't put any onions in the salad," she reminds me. "You know how Daddy hates onions." This time I can't answer. I just keep cutting. Chopping. Tearing. If only I could chop away the years. Shred the age from my mother's face and hands. “沙拉里一點洋蔥也不要放，”她提醒我，“你知道你爸爸有多討厭洋蔥。”
這次我沒有回答。 我只是不停地切著、剁著、流著淚。
要是我能把這些年流逝的時間一掃而光就好了。將母親臉上、手上的歲月滄桑撫平。
My mother had been beautiful. She still is. In fact, my mother is still everything she has been, just a bit forgetful. I try to convince myself that's all that it is, and if she really concentrated, she would not repeat herself so much. There isn't anything wrong with her. 母親一直都很漂亮。現在也是。
實際上，母親基本沒變，只是有點健忘。我試著說服自己，就是這點問題，如果她真能集中精力，就不會這么一遍遍地嘮叨了。
她并沒有什么毛病。 I cut off the end of the cucumber and rub it against the stalk to take away the bitterness. The white juice oozes out the sides. Wouldn't it be nice if all unpleasant situations could be so easily remedied? Cut and rub. This is a trick I have learned from my mother, along with a trillion other things: cooking, sewing, dating, laughing, thinking. I learned how to grow up. I learned the art of sorting through emotions. 我切下黃瓜的一端，用它在黃瓜上摩擦以消除苦味。
白色的汁液從邊上滲出來。如果所有的不快都能這么容易地解決，這不是太好了嗎？切下來，然后摩擦。
這是我從母親那里學來的竅門，除了這個，還有數不清的事情：做飯，縫紉、約會、笑、思考。我學會了如何長大，學會了處理感情的藝術。
And I learned that when my mother was around, I never had to be afraid. So why am I afraid now？ 而且我知道，只要母親在旁邊，沒有什么東西可以讓我害怕。 那么，現在我為什么害怕呢？ I study my mother's hands. Her nails are no longer a bright red, but painted a light pink, almost no color at all. And as I stare at them, I realize I am no longer looking at those hands but feeling them as they shaped my youth. Hands that packed a thousand lunches and wiped a million tears off my cheeks. Hands that tucked confidence into each day of my life. 我仔細端詳母親的手。
她的指甲不再是鮮紅色的了，但卻涂成了淡粉色，那顏色淡得幾乎沒有。在我端詳這雙手的時候，我發現自己不再是看這雙手，而是在感覺這雙塑造我青春的手。
這是一雙為我裝過成千上萬次午餐，無數次從我的臉頰擦去淚水的手，是一雙在我生命中的每一天都給我信心的手。 I turn away and throw the cucumber into the bowl. And then it hits me. My 。
5.贊美母親的英文簡單詩
1Hello,hello,My mather ,you find?you happy?I very love you! Happy ,you happy! I love you ,I love you!
你好，你好，我的媽媽，你好嗎？你快樂嗎？我非常愛你！快樂，你快樂！我愛你，我愛你！
I wrote my name on the tree,
but the time washed it away.
I wrote my name on the road,
but the rain washed it away.
I wrote my name on my hand,
but the soap washed it away.
Today,
I write my name on the birthday card,
and I'll send it to my mother.
I know it would be there forever,
just as the one in my mother's heart
我在樹上涂上我的名字，
時間沖刷掉了它。
我在街上劃下我的名字，
雨水沖刷掉了它。
我在手上記下我的名字，
肥皂沖刷掉了它。
如今，
我把名字寫在生日卡片上，
將它送與我的媽媽，
我知道它將永遠停留在那，
就象永遠停留在媽媽心中的我的名字一樣
6.關于母愛或友情的英文短詩
two leaves hung in the tree 一棵樹上有兩片樹葉 shared same sunshines an breathed same air 他們分享同樣的陽光和空氣 when came the breeze 一陣微風吹來 one jumped and followed another 一片跳入風中 另一片緊相隨 swung in the wind 他們在風中飄搖 enjoyed their good time till the end of life. 享受他們在一起的美好時光 直到生命盡頭。
7.關于母愛或友情的英文短詩
two leaves hung in the tree 一棵樹上有兩片樹葉shared same sunshines an breathed same air 他們分享同樣的陽光和空氣when came the breeze 一陣微風吹來one jumped and followed another 一片跳入風中 另一片緊相隨swung in the wind 他們在風中飄搖enjoyed their good time till the end of life. 享受他們在一起的美好時光 直到生命盡頭。
8.請把這首關于母親的短詩翻譯成英文
同一陣風吹拂著你和我，
The same wind is caressing you and me,
同一片云從你我頭頂上飄過，
The same cloud drifts past us
同一種血液在我們的體內奔流，
The same blood runs in our veins
夜晚，在同一個夢中，
我們又會相逢。
And when the night falls, we shall meet again,
In the same dream
媽媽，任時光蒼老，
這一切，永遠都不會改變。
These will never change, O my dear mother,
No matter how old time shall grow
人工翻譯的哦，請采納
9.有啥些有名的贊揚母愛的英語短詩
I SEE YOU MOTHERAs I rerun memories through my mindof an earthly saint, the living kindI see a woman dressed in smileand clothed in beauty all the whileI see a kindly humble soulwho touched our lives and made us wholeI see you mother,there is no other..I see a light within your eyesthe kind that shown with love..as the one who never judgedan attribute from above..I see the statue of my youthand guidance through my days..a friend and comrade at our sideher children were her praise..I see you mother,there is no other。
And now the sun is setthe day is doneyet, not far beyond the hill..is the light of daywhere children playpeace be reign, be still。I see you mother, there is no other。
------------------------------------------------------------------MUMThere are angels God puts on this earthwho care for us and guide * can feel their love and gentlenessas they walk through life beside * blessed me with a person like thatshe loves me more than any * I'm thankful I'm the lucky onewho gets to call herMOTHER.---------------------------------------------------------------THANKFULL You've always been a part of meright from the very start,creating treasured memoriestucked deep within my * taught me what love truly means,I've watched your caring ways,unselfishly guiding methrough any stormy days.I'm thankful for the times we've sharedand look forward to the * it comes to Moms,there is no doubt I know I have the best. --------------------------------------------------------MOTHERTo know youIs to know love;Abundant,Overflowing,Encompassing all around * may hurt you,Neglect you,Misunderstand you,Yet still you * love reaches outIn tenderness,In empathy,In understanding.I can't help but beA little bit better,A little bit wiser,A little bit stronger,Because I have knownMother loveSuch as yours.-------------------------------------------------------------Before I Was Myself, You Made Me, Me Before I was myself you made me, meWith love and patience, discipline and tears,Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free, Allowing me to sail upon my sea,Though well within the headlands of your * I was myself you made me, me With dreams enough of what I was to beAnd hopes that would be sculpted by the years,Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free, Relinquishing your powers graduallyTo let me shape myself among my * I was myself you made me, me, And being good and wise, you gracefullyAs dancers when the last sweet cadence nearsBit by bit stepped back to set me free. For love inspires learning naturally:The mind assents to what the heart * so it was through love you made me, meBy slowly stepping back to set me free.------------------------------------------------------------------A villanelle for Mother's DayA villanelle for Mother's DayShould take me just about an hour:Writing it is child's play. Because I know just what to say,And rhyming's quite within my power,To write it should be child's play. Yet plain speech is not my way:I look for leaves to shade my flower,This villanelle for Mother's Day. I do not wish to sound too fey,Obscure, mystic, gushy, sour--Arggh! Writing's never child's play! Yes, childish! To my dismay,Far beyond the allotted hour,This villanelle for Mother's Day Dawdles on. Let me just sayIt plain: I love you, and so end ourVillanelle for Mother's Day.(Well … writing it was child's play.)--------------------------------------------------------For You Mum On Mother's DayI want to tell you MumThat you're special to the LordAnd you are valued in His eyesFor no one loves you moreAnd Mum I want you to knowHow blessed you really areFor I know that it was never easyThose past years were quite hardBut even through the years gone byI believe that God was thereReaching out with loving armsThough we were unawareAnd He is still beside youLonging to be a partOf all the things that interest youFor you're special in His heartFor even in the daily strugglesThat seems to be part of lifeThe Lord longs to be involvedAnd fill the void insideSo Mum on this Mother's dayI just want you to knowThat you were always appreciatedAnd that Jesus loves you so---------------------------------------------------------MotherSpring is here, flowers are in full bloomThe azaleas are vibrant in red and whitePine trees are bursting to release their yellow plumeThe earth is sprouting with new life, it is plain to seeIt is time again to thank you motherFor giving life to meThank you Mother for always being thereI knew I could always depend on youI always knew you caredHappy Mother's Day----------------------------------------------------。
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