英語雜志在線閱讀感人故事

A. 急需一篇英語感人的小故事！很急！希望大家能幫幫我！

Sand and stone

The story goes that two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the said:」 Today my best friend slapped me in the face.」
They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him. After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on stone: Today my best friend saved my life.

The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, after I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now you write on a stone.why?

The other friend replied: When someone hurts us, we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away .But when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind ever erases it.
Learn to write your hurts in the sand and to carve your benefits in stone. They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate him, a day to love him, but an entire life to forget him.
Send this phrase to the people you will never forget .It is a short message to let them know that you will never forget them.
Take the time to live.

傷害只寫在沙地上
兩個朋友在荒漠里穿行，途中他們發上了爭執；其中一個人單了另一位一個耳光。被達的人非常傷心，但他什麼也沒說，只是在沙地上寫到：「今天，我最好的朋友打了我一個耳光。」
他們繼續往前走，發現了一片綠洲，他們決定在那裡洗個澡。結果，被打的那位陷進了泥潭，眼看就要被淹死，結果他的朋友救了他。恢復過來都他在石頭上寫到：「今天，我最好的朋友救了我的命。」
那位打他並救了他的朋友問：「為什麼我傷害你時，你在沙地上寫下來，而現在卻在石頭上刻下來呢？」
被救的那位答到：「受到傷害時，我們應該把他寫在沙地上，寬恕之風會將它抹平。可是受人恩惠時，我們應該把它刻在石頭上，任何風雨也不會把它擦掉。」
學會將所受的傷害寫在沙子上，把所的的恩德刻在石頭上。有人這樣說，找到一個特別的人只需要用一分鍾，欣賞他需要用一小時，喜歡他需要用一天，但忘掉他卻需要用一生的時間。
把這句話送給那些你永遠無法忘記的人吧。這段短短的話能讓他們知道你永遠不會忘記他們。
此生不忘。

B. 煽情的或者感動的英語小故事 初一水平的

有個很短的 瞎子點燈

1.Once upon a time there lived a blind man in a village. He had been blind in both eyes for many years.
從前一個村子裡住著一個瞎子,他雙目失明已有許多年了。

2.He lived a happy life because he got on well with his neighbors and they often helped him.

他生活得很好,因為他與鄰居們相處融洽,他們常常照顧他。

3.It was New Year』s eve. All the people celebrated the Spring Festival joyfully.
大年三十,人們歡度新春佳節。

4.The blind man was steaming jiaozi at home.
瞎子在家蒸餃子。

5.After a while,he finished the work.
很快,他蒸好了餃子。

6.A bowl of jiaozi in one hand,a lamp in the other. He sent the jiaozi to the neighbors.
他一手端著餃子,一手提著燈籠,把餃子給鄰居們送去。

7.They were very strange: Isn』t it like lighting a candle (蠟燭) for a blind person — a sheer (絕對的) waste?
鄰居們都倍感驚訝:這豈不是瞎子點燈——白費蠟嗎?

8.At last, they understood what the blind man meant. It was New Years eve. There was no moon. The blind man did so in order to…
鄰居們終於明白了瞎子的用意。大年三十,天很暗,沒有月亮,瞎子這樣做為的是……

C. 感人的英語故事

FAMILY

FAMILY= (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER, (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU

A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.

"Daddy, may I ask you a question?"

"Yeah sure, what is it?" replied the man.

"Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"

"That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily. "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?"
pleaded the little boy.

"If you must know, I make $20 an hour."

"Oh," the little boy replied, with his head down. Looking up, he said, "Daddy, may I please borrow $10?"

The father was furious, "If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior."

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $10 and he really didn't ask for money very often.

The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.

"Are you asleep, son?" He asked.

"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.

"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier," said the man, "It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $10you asked for."

The little boy sat straight up, smiling. "Oh, thank you daddy!" He yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at his father.

"Why do you want more money if you already have some?" the father grumbled.

"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied. "Daddy, I have $20 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you."

D. 這是一個充滿愛和溫暖和感人的故事英文

This is an encouraging story.
This is a story full of music.
They are best friends who have a same goal.They came together for their dreams,conquering dificulties after difficulties,finding their own position,and receiving the pride and glory of the team.

E. 找一個英文的感人故事(有中文的)

Mother & Child 媽媽與孩子
It was Christmas 1961. I was teaching in a small town in Ohio where my twenty-seven third graders eagerly anticipated the great day of gifts giving.
那是1961年的聖誕節。我在俄亥俄州的一個小鎮上教小學三年級。班上27個孩子都在積極參加"禮物贈送日"的活動。

A tree covered with tinsel and gaudy paper chains graced one corner. In another rested a manger scene proced from cardboard and poster paints by chubby, and sometimes grubby, hands. Someone had brought a doll and placed it on the straw in the cardboard box that served as the manger. It didn't matter that you could pull a string and hear the blue-eyed, golden-haired dolly say, "My name is Susie." "But Jesus was a boy baby!" one of the boys proclaimed. Nonetheless, Susie stayed.
教室的一角被一棵樹裝點得熠熠生輝，樹上綴滿了金銀絲帛和華麗的彩紙。教室的另一角是一個塗著海報油彩由紙板製成的馬槽，這出自孩子們那胖乎乎、臟兮兮的小手。有人帶來了一個娃娃，把它放在紙板槽里的稻草上(假裝小耶穌)。只要拉拉它身上的一條細繩，這個藍眼睛、金發的娃娃就會說道，"我叫蘇西"，不過這都沒有關系。一個男孩提出："耶穌可是個小男孩呀!"不過蘇西還是留了下來。

Each day the children proced some new wonder -- strings of popcorn, hand-made trinkets, and German bells made from wallpaper samples, which we hung from the ceiling. Through it all she remained aloof, watching from afar, seemingly miles away. I wondered what would happen to this quiet child, once so happy, now so suddenly withdrawn. I hoped the festivities would appeal to her. But nothing did. We made cards and gifts for mothers and dads, for sisters and brothers, for grandparents, and for each other. At home the students made the popular fried marbles and vied with one another to bring in the prettiest ones. " You put them in a hot frying pan, Teacher. And you let them get real hot, and then you watch what happens inside. But you don't fry them too long or they break."So, as my gift to them, I made each of my students a little pouch for carrying their fried marbles. And I knew they had each made something for me: bookmarks carefully cut, colored, and sometimes pasted together; cards and special drawings; liquid embroidery doilies, hand-fringed, of course.
每天孩子們都會做點兒新玩意--爆米花串成的細鏈子、手工做的小裝飾品和牆紙樣做的德國式風鈴，我們把這些風鈴掛在了天花板上。但自始至終，她都是孤零零地遠遠觀望，彷彿是隔了一道幾里長的障礙。我猜想著這個沉默的孩子發生了什麼事，原來那個快樂的孩子怎麼突然變得沉默寡言起來。我希望節日的活動能吸引她，可還是無濟於事。我們製作了許多卡片和禮物，准備把它們送給爸爸媽媽、兄弟姐妹、祖父母和身邊的同學。學生們在家裡做了當時很流行「油炸"玻璃彈子，並且相互比著，要把最好看的拿來。"老師，把玻璃彈子放在熱油鍋里，讓它們燒熱，然後看看裡面的變化。但不要炸得時間過長否則會破裂。"所以，我給每個學生做了一個裝"油炸彈子"的小袋作為禮物送給他們。我知道他們每個人也都為我做了禮物：仔細剪裁、著色，或已粘集成串的書簽；賀卡和特別繪制的圖片；透明的鑲邊碗碟墊布，當然是手工編制的流蘇。

The day of gift-giving finally came. We oohed and aahed over our handiwork as the presents were exchanged. Through it all, she sat quietly watching. I had made a special pouch for her, red and green with white lace. I wanted very much to see her smile. She opened the package so slowly and carefully. I waited but she turned away. I had not penetrated the wall of isolation she had built around herself.
贈送禮物的那天終於到了。在交換禮物時我們為對方親手做的小禮品不停地歡呼叫好。而整個過程，她只是安靜地坐在那兒看著。我為她做的小袋很特別，紅綠相間還鑲著白邊。我非常想看到她笑一笑。她打開包裝，動作又慢又小心。我等待著，但是她卻轉過了身。我還是沒能穿過她在自己周圍樹起的高牆，這堵牆將她與大家隔離了開來。

After school the children left in little groups, chattering about the great day yet to come when long-hoped-for two-wheelers and bright sleds would appear beside their trees at home. She lingered, watching them bundle up and go out the door. I sat down in a child-sized chair to catch my breath, hardly aware of what was happening, when she came to me with outstretched hands, bearing a small white box, unwrapped and slightly soiled, as though it had been held many times by unwashed, childish hands. She said nothing. "For me?" I asked with a weak smile. She said not a word, but nodded her head. I took the box and gingerly opened it. There inside, glistening green, a fried marble hung from a golden chain. Then I looked into that elderly eight-year-old face and saw the question in her dark brown eyes. In a flash I knew -- she had made it for her mother, a mother she would never see again, a mother who would never hold her or brush her hair or share a funny story, a mother who would never again hear her childish joys or sorrows. A mother who had taken her own life just three weeks before.
放學後，學生們三三倆倆地離開了，邊走邊說著即將到來的聖誕節：家中的聖誕樹旁將發現自己心系已久的自行車和嶄新發亮的雪橇。她慢慢地走在後面，看著大家擁擠著走出門外。我坐在孩子們的小椅子上稍稍鬆了口氣，對要發生的事沒有一點准備。這時她向我走來，雙手拿著一個白色的盒子向我伸過來。盒子沒有打包裝，稍有些臟。好像是被孩子未洗過的小手摸過了好多遍。她沒有說話。"給我的嗎?"我微微一笑。她沒出聲，只是點點頭。我接過盒子，非常小心地打開它。盒子裡面有一條金色的鏈子，上面墜著一塊閃閃發光的「油炸"玻璃彈子。然後我看著她的臉，雖只有8歲，可卻是成人的表情。在她深棕色的眼睛裡我找到了問題的答案。我在一瞬間明白過來--這是她為媽媽做的項鏈，她再也見不到的媽媽，再也不能抱她、給她梳頭或一起講故事的媽媽。她的媽媽已再也不能分享她充滿童稚的快樂，分擔她孩子氣的憂傷。就在3個星期前她的媽媽離開了人世。

I held out the chain. She took it in both her hands, reached forward, and secured the simple clasp at the back of my neck. She stepped back then as if to see that all was well. I looked down at the shiny piece of glass and the tarnished golden chain, then back at the giver. I meant it when I whispered," Oh, Maria, it is so beautiful. She would have loved it."Neither of us could stop the tears. She stumbled into my arms and we wept together. And for that brief moment I became her mother, for she had given me the greatest gift of all: herself.
我拿起那條鏈子。她用雙手接過它，向前探了探身，在我的脖子後把簡易的項鏈鉤系好。然後她向後退了幾步，好像在看看是否合適。我低下頭看著閃閃發亮的玻璃珠和已失去光澤的金色鏈子，然後抬起頭望著她。我很認真地輕聲說道：「哦，瑪麗亞，這鏈子真漂亮。你媽媽一定會喜歡的。"我們已無法抑制住淚水。她踉踉蹌蹌地撲進我的懷里，我們都哭了。在那短暫的一刻我成了她的媽媽，而她送給了我一份最珍貴的禮物：她的信任和愛。By Patricia A. Habada

F. 求一篇英語感人小故事，帶翻譯

Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born. So one day he asked God:
「 told me you are sending me to earth tomorrow but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless？」
「Among the many angels, I chose one for you. She will be waiting for you and will take care of you.」
「But tell me, here in Heaven, I don』t do anything else but sing and smile, that』s enough for me to be happy.」
「Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you every day. And you will feel your angel』s love and be happy.」
「And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me, if I don』t know the language that men talk?」
「Your angel will tell the most beautiful and sweet words, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak.」
「And what am I going to do when I want to talk to with you?」
「Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray.」
「I』ve heard that on earth there are bad men. Who will protect me?」
「Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life.」
「But I will always be sad because I will not see you.」
「Your angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you the way for you to come back to me; and I will always be next to you.」
At that moment there was much silence in Heaven, but voices from earth could already be heard, and the child asked softly:
「God, if I am about to leave now, please tell me my angel』s name.」
「Your angel』s name is of no importance, you will call your angel Mommy.」

從前一個孩子將要降生到人間了。一天，他問上帝:
「有人告訴我，你打算明天送我到人間，但是我那麼小，那麼無助，到了那裡我如何生存？」
「在眾多的天使中間，我為你選擇了一個。她將在人間等待你並照顧你。」
「但是請告訴我, 在天堂，我除了唱歌和微笑，不需要做任何事就足以讓我感覺快樂。」
「你的天使會為你唱歌，並且每天都對你微笑。你將感受到天使對你的愛，並因此感到快樂。」
「如果我不了解人們的語言，我怎麼能夠明白他們什麼時候對我說話。」
「你的天使會跟你講最美麗最甜蜜的語言，並會付出耐心和關愛教會你如何去講話。」
「當我想和你聊天的時候我該做什麼呢?」
「你的天使將會把你的兩只手合攏並教會你祈禱。」
「我聽說人間有許多壞人，誰來保護我？」
「如果你的生命受到威脅，你的天使會保護你。」
「但是我將不能見到你，這會使我很悲傷。」
「你的天使將會經常和你談起我，並教你回到我身邊的方法;而且，我會一直在你身邊。」
此時此刻天堂里一片寂靜，但來自人間的聲音絡繹不絕，那個孩子溫柔地問道:
「上帝啊, 如果我現在離開，請告訴我，我的天使叫什麼名字。」
「你的天使叫什麼名字不重要，你將會稱她為媽媽。」

G. 誰能給篇感動人的英語小故事

The Story of the Butterfly

A man found a cocoon of a butterfly.
One day a small opening appeared.
He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours
as it struggled to squeeze its body through the tiny hole.
Then it stopped, as if it couldn't go further.

So the man decided to help the butterfly.
He took a pair of scissors and
snipped off the remaining bits of cocoon.
The butterfly emerged easily but
it had a swollen body and shriveled wings.

The man continued to watch it,
expecting that any minute the wings would enlarge
and expand enough to support the body,
Neither happened!
In fact the butterfly spent the rest of its life
crawling around.
It was never able to fly.

What the man in his kindness
and haste did not understand:
The restricting cocoon and the struggle
required by the butterfly to get through the opening
was a way of forcing the fluid from the body
into the wings so that it would be ready
for flight once that was achieved.

Sometimes struggles are exactly
what we need in our lives.
Going through life with no obstacles would cripple us.
We will not be as strong as we could have been
and we would never fly.

H. 令人感動 英文故事

Is It Worth It?
Horror gripped the heart of the World War I soldier as he saw his lifelong friend fall in battle.Caught in a trench with continuous gunfire whizzing over his head,the soldier asked his lieutenant if he might go out into the "No Man's Land" between the trenches to bring his fallen comrade back.
"You can go,"said the Lieutenant,"but I don't think it will be worth it.Your friend is probably dead and you may throw your own life away."The Lieutenant's words didn't matter,and the soldier went anyway.
Miraculously he managed to reach his friend,hoisted him onto his shoulder,and brought him back to their company's trench.As the two of them tumbled in together to the botom of the trench,the officer checked the wounded soldier,then looked kindly at his friend."I told you it wouldn't be worth it,"he said."Your friend is dead,and you are mortally wounded."
"It was worth it,though,sir,"the soldier said.
"How do you mean,'worth it'?" responded the Lieutenant."Your friend is dead!"
"Yes sir,"the private answered."But it was worth it because when I got to him,he was still alive, and I had the satistaction of hearing him say,'Jim,I knew you'd come.'"
Many a time in life, whether a thing is worth doing or not really depends on how you look at it.
Take up all your courage and do something your heart tells you to do so that you may not regret not doing it later in life.
是否值得？
第一次世界大戰期間，當一位戰士看到自己一生的好友倒在戰場上的時候，恐懼占據了他的心靈。躲在戰壕里，炮火不斷地從頭上呼嘯而過，戰士向中尉請示他是否可以去戰壕之間的「無人區」把倒下的戰友背回來。
中尉答道：「你可以去，但我認為這樣做是不值得的。你的朋友很可能已經死了，而且你也可能會丟掉自己的性命。」連長的話並未奏效，戰時還是去了。
戰士奇跡般的來到他的朋友身邊。他把戰友扛在肩上，將他背回自己部隊的戰壕。當他們兩個人一起跌入戰壕的時候，中尉查看了傷員的傷情，然後和藹的看著戰士，對他說：「我跟你說過了，這樣做不值得，你的朋友已經死了，你也受了重傷。」
「但是，這是值得的，長官。」戰士說道。
「『值得』是什麼意思？」中尉反問道，「你的朋友已經死了！」
「是的，長官.」戰士回答道，「但這的確是值得的。因為當我到他身旁的時候，他仍然活著，當聽到他說『吉姆，我知道你會來的』的時候，我就已經很滿足了。」
生命中的很多事情，到底值不值得去做實際上取決於你如何看待它。
鼓起你的全部勇氣，去做一些心靈指引你做的事情，這樣，你才不會在日後的生活中因為沒做到而感到遺憾。

I. 感人的英語故事，最好可以流淚的，不要愛情的，不要太長，2，3分鍾可以講完

At noon the rush hour had passed. There were few guests (顧客) in the snack bar. It was not crowded. When the boss was about to take a break to read a newspaper, in came an old lady and a little boy. 「How much money is a bowl of beef soup?」 the grandma sat down, counted the money in her purse and ordered a bowl of beef soup. The grandma pushed the bowl to the little boy, who swallowed (吞咽) his saliva (口水), looking at his grandma and saying, "Grandma, did you really have lunch?" "Of course." His grandma chewed (咀嚼) a piece of radish (蘿卜泡菜) slowly. Very quickly, the little boy ate up the meal.
Seeing this. the boss went over to them and said, "Old lady, congratulations, you are lucky to have the free food, for you are our 100th guest."
Afterwards, over a month or more, one day, the small boy squatted (蹲) across the snack bar, where he seemed to be counting something, which shocked the boss when he happened to look out office window.
When the small boy saw a guest walk into the snack bar, he would put a small stone into the circle he drew, but the lunch time had almost passed, the small stones he put into the circle were hardly 50.
The boss was quite worried and called up all his old guests. The guests started coming one after another.
"81, 82, 83… " the small boy counted faster and faster. At last, when the 99th small stone was put into the circle, the little boy hurried to pull his grandma's hand and went into the snack bar.
"Grandma, this time it's on me," the little boy said proudly. The grandma who had become the real 100th guest was served a bowl of beef soup by her grandson. As his grandma as before, the little boy chewed a piece of radish in his mouth.
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