cctv购物街2010:请人帮忙写或找一些英语小诗

Never Forget Little Things
　　little maids and little lads
　　every one wants to be honest
　　only learns the following rule
　　a bright future you`ll see

　　little letter make a thought
　　little thoughts make a book
　　little drops make a trickle
　　little trickles make a lake

　　little seconds make minutes
　　little minutesmake a hours
　　little seeds make a tree
　　and grow into fine flowers

　　Hope
　　hope is a wishful reverie
　　hope is a vow I just have made
　　hope is a faith I wake up with
　　hope is a wish of prospective
　　hope is the brightest star at night
　　hope is the different blue color
　　on different morning in the sky
　　hope is the new sun that will rise
　　hope is the future in your life.

　　My Heart Leaps Up

　　My heart leaps up when I behold
　　A rainbow in the sky:
　　So was it when my life began;
　　So is it now I am a man;
　　So be it when I shall grow old,
　　Or let me die!
　　The Child is father of the Man;
　　And I could wish my days to be
　　Bound each to each by natural piety.
　　The Sea 海
　　(1)
　　The Sea! the Sea! the open Sea!海啊！海啊！辽阔的大海！
　　The blue, the fresh, the ever free! 碧蓝，清新，永远地自由自在！
　　Without a mark, without a bound, 没有标志，没有境界，
　　It runneth the earth's wide regions 'round; 它围绕着大地；
　　It plays with the clouds; it mocks the skies; 与云彩嬉戏，向苍穹嘲弄；
　　Or like a cradled creature lies. 间或婴儿似地静躺在摇篮里。

　　(2)
　　I'm on the Sea! I'm on the Sea! 我在海上！我在海上！
　　I am where I would ever be; 这儿是我永远愿待的地方；
　　With the blue above, and the blue below, 上有蓝蓝的天，下有蓝蓝的海，
　　And silence wheresoe'er I go; 处处都是一片寂寞，
　　If a storm should come and awake the deep,即使风浪将来唤醒大海，
　　What matter? I shall ride and sleep.有甚么关系？驾舟，就寝皆由我。

　　(3)

　　I love (oh! how I love) to ride 我乐于（啊！我多么乐于）航行，
　　On the fierce foaming bursting tide,在泡沫凶恶而崩裂的潮水上，
　　When every mad wave drowns the moon, 此时狂浪吞没了月影，
　　Or whistles aloft his tempest tune, 啸声高奏着风暴曲，
　　And tells how goes the world below, 倾诉底下的世界是何等模样，
　　And why the south-west blasts do blow. 西南风又为何而吹。

　　(4)
　　I never was on the dull tame shore 我从不留恋单调温驯的海岸，
　　but I lov'd the great Sea more and more, 只是愈来愈沉迷于海上，
　　And backwards flew to her billowy breast, 像鸟儿寻找母巢一般，
　　Like a bird that seeketh its mother's nest; 忽忙地飞回那涛涛巨浪的怀抱；
　　And mother she was, and is to me; 对我而言她就是慈母；
　　For I was born on the open Sea! 因为我生长在海上！
　　by Bryan W. Procter, 1787-1874
　　Jingle, Bells 铃儿响叮当

　　(1)

　　Dashing thro' the snow, 奔驰过雪地，
　　In a one-horse open sleigh, 只马无蓬的雪车，
　　O'er the fields we go, 我们越过田野，
　　Laughing all the way; 一路笑语不绝；
　　Bells on bobtail ring, 铃儿在截短的马尾上响叮当，
　　Making spirits bright; 使我们的精神愉快；
　　What fun it is to ride and sing 今晚驾着雪车唱雪车歌
　　A sleighing song tonight! 乐似活神仙！
　　(Refrain:) Jingle, bells! Jingle, bells!（反复）铃儿响！铃儿响！
　　Jingle all the way! 一路响叮当！
　　Oh! What fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh! 啊！坐在只马蓬的雪车上，哦！说多乐有多乐！
　　(2)

　　Now the ground is white, 大地一片雪白，

　　Go it while you're young; 趁着年轻去吧；

　　Take the girls tonight, 今夜带着女孩们，

　　And sing this sleighing song. 唱着雪车歌。

　　Just get a bob-tailed bay, 找只短尾褐马，

　　Two-forty for his speed; 每分钟240步；

　　then hitch him to an open sleigh, 系在无蓬雪车上，

　　And crack! You'll take the lead. 劈啪劈啪！由你带路。

　　Silent Night 平安夜

　　(1)

　　Silent night! Holy night! 平安夜！圣善夜！

　　All is calm, all is bright! 一切都安静，一切都明洁！

　　Round yon virgin mother and child!绕着圣母和圣婴！

　　Holy Infant, so tender and mild, 多么柔顺温驯的圣婴，

　　Sleep in heavenly peace, 天赐安眠，

　　Sleep in heavenly peace. 天赐安眠。

　　(2)

　　Silent night! Holy night! 平安夜！圣善夜！

　　Shepherds quake at the sight! 使牧羊人触目而栗

　　Glories stream from heaven afar, 光荣的溪流远从天堂流下，

　　Heav'nly hosts sing Alleluia; 天使吟唱哈利路亚；

　　Christ the Savior is born! 救主耶稣诞生！

　　Christ the Savior is born! 救主耶稣诞生！

　　(3)

　　Silent night! Holy night!平安夜！圣善夜！

　　Son of God, love's pure light 神之子，爱的皎洁光辉

　　Radiant beams from thy holy face, 从你圣颜上发出耀目的光辉

　　With the dawn of redeeming grace, 伴随着救赎宏恩的黎明，

　　Jesus, Lord, at thy birth, 耶稣，我主，在您诞生的时刻，

　　Jesus, Lord, at thy birth. 耶稣，我主，在您诞生的时刻。The Lamb 小羊

　　(1)

　　Little Lamb, who made thee? 小羊，你是谁造的？

　　Dost thou know who made thee? 你可知道谁造你的？

　　Gave thee life and bid thee feed 赐你生命、教你吃草

　　By the stream and o'er the mead: 在溪畔、在牧场那边；

　　Gave thee clothing of delight, 给你可爱的衣裳，

　　Softest clothing, woolly, bright; 最最柔软、覆满羊毛、闪闪发光；

　　Gave thee such a tender voice, 给你如此娇嫩的声音，

　　Making all the vales rejoice? 使山谷上下为之喜悦？

　　Little Lamb, who made thee? 小羊，你是谁造的？

　　Dost thou know who made thee? 你可知道谁造你的？

　　(2)

　　Little Lamb, I'll tell thee; 小羊，小羊，我来告诉你；

　　Little Lamb, I'll tell thee, 小羊，小羊，我来告诉你；

　　He is called by thy name, 衪以你之名为名，

　　For He calls Himself a Lamb. 因为衪称自己为小羊。

　　He is meek and He is mild; 衪既温顺又和善；

　　He became a little child. 当衪降生，便成为一个小孩。

　　I a child, and thou a lamb, 我是小孩，你是小羊，

　　We are called by His name. 我们都是以衪之名为名。

　　Little Lamb, God bless thee! 小羊，愿神祝福你！

　　Little Lamb, God bless thee! 小羊，愿神祝福你！

　　by William Blake
　　I Remember, I Remember 我忆起，我忆起

　　(1)

　　I remember, I remember 我忆起，我忆起

　　The house where I was born, 那栋出生时的屋宇，

　　the little window where the sun 早晨，阳光从小窗中

　　Came peeping in at morn: 偷望进去：

　　He never came a wink too soon, 他从不早来片刻，

　　Nor brought too long a day, 也不多留半晌，

　　But now, I often wish the night 但是现在，我常愿夜晚

　　Had borne my breath away! 带走我的呼吸！

　　(2)

　　I remember, I remember 我忆起，我忆起

　　The roses, red and white, 玫瑰花开，有红有白

　　The vi'lets, and the lily-cups, 紫罗兰，百合

　　Those flowers made of light! 那些由光辉构成的花朵！

　　The lilacs where the robin built, 有知更鸟筑巢的紫丁香，

　　And where my brother set 有哥哥生日时

　　The laburnum on his birthday,-- 种植的金炼花，－－

　　The tree is living yet! 依然常青！

　　(3)

　　I remember, I remember 我忆起，我忆起

　　Where I was used to swing 经常荡秋千的地方

　　and thought the air must rush as fresh 迎面而来的风是如此清爽

　　To swallows on the wing; 飞燕也颇有同感；

　　My spirit flew in feathers then, 昔日意气扬扬的心灵，

　　That is so heavy now, 现在变得如此沉重，

　　And summer pools could hardly cool 就是夏日的池水也无法冷却

　　The fever on my brow! 我额头的热狂！

　　(4)

　　I remember, I remember 我忆起，我忆起

　　The fir trees dark and high; 茂密高耸的冷杉；

　　I used to think their slender tops 我曾想象它细长的枝尖

　　Were close against the sky; 逼近天空；

　　It was a childish ignorance, 虽然只是幼稚无知，

　　But now 'tis little joy 但是，现在却少有那般快乐

　　To know I'm farther off from heav'n 因为我知道自己比孩童时代

　　Than when I was a boy! 离苍穹更遥远了！
　　Home, Sweet Home 甜蜜的家庭

　　(1)

　　'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, 虽然我们也会沉迷于欢乐与奢靡中，

　　Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home! 无论家是多么简陋，没有地方比得上它！

　　A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, 好似从空而降的魔力，使我们在家觉得圣洁

　　Which seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere, 就是找遍全世界，也找不到像这样的地方，

　　Home! Home! Sweet, sweet Home! 家啊！家啊！甜蜜的家啊！

　　There's no place like Home! There's no place like Home! 没有地方比得上家！没有地方比得上家！

　　(2)

　　I gaze on the moon as I tread the drear wild, 每当我漫步荒野凝视明月，

　　And feel that my mother now thinks of her child, 便想起母亲正惦念着她的孩子，

　　As she looks on that moon from our own cottage door, 当她从茅舍门口遥望明月时，

　　Through the woodbine, whose fragrance shall cheer me no more. 穿过冬忍树丛，浓郁树香再也不能安慰我的心灵。

　　Home! Home! Sweet, sweet Home!家啊！家啊！甜蜜的家啊！

　　There's no place like Home! There's no place like Home!没有地方比得上家！没有地方比得上家！

　　(3)

　　An exile from home, splendor dazzles in vain; 对一个离乡背井的游子，再华丽的光辉，也是徒然闪烁；

　　Oh, give me my lowly thatch'd cottage again! 一栋矮檐茅舍！

　　The birds singing gaily, that came at my call--- 一呼即来的鸟儿正在欢唱

　　Give me them, -- and the peace of mind, dearer than all! 赐给它们－还有心灵的平静，这些胜过一切！

　　Home! Home! Sweet, sweet Home!家啊！家啊！甜蜜的家啊！

　　There's no place like Home! There's no place like Home!没有地方比得上家！没有地方比得上家！

　　every doing make a deed
　　every deed froms a little thing
　　notice every word and act
　　you`ll have a beautiful spring.

　　Spring
　　Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year’s pleasant king;
　　Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
　　Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing;
　　Cuckoo, jug-,pu-we, to-witta-woo!（注：春天的鸟鸣声）
　　The palm and may make country houses gay,
　　Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day,
　　And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay:
　　Cuckoo, jug-,pu-we, to-witta-woo!
　　The fields breathe sweet, the daisies kiss our feet,
　　Young lovers meet, old wives a-sunning sit:
　　In every street these tunes our ears do greet:
　　Cuckoo, jug-,pu-we, to-witta-woo!
　　Spring, the sweet sring!

　　【译文】
　　春光
　　春光好，好春光，春是一年快乐王；
　　鲜花朵朵齐开放，少女团团围舞忙，
　　寒风收刺小鸟唱：
　　Cuckoo, jug-,pu-we, to-witta-woo!
　　杨花美，山楂香，开得田家喜洋洋，
　　群羊逐戏牧场上，牧人笙笛整天响，
　　小鸟不时在歌唱：
　　Cuckoo, jug-,pu-we, to-witta-woo!
　　田野上，飘芳香，雏菊吻足邀人赏，
　　青年情侣约会忙，老妇闲坐晒太阳；
　　悦耳鸟声遍街巷：
　　Cuckoo, jug-,pu-we, to-witta-woo!
　　春光好，好春光！

The Apple Tree

A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and lay around it everyday. He climbed to the tree top, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow... He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him. Time went by... the little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree everyday. One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad. "Come and play with me," the tree asked the boy. "I am no longer a kid, I don't play around trees anymore." The boy replied,"I want toys. I need money to buy them." "Sorry, but I don't have money...but you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money." The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily. The boy never came back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.

One day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited. "Come and play with me" the tree said. "I don't have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?" "Sorry, but I don't have a house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house." So the boy cut all the branches off the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy never came back since then. The tree was again lonely and sad.

One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted. "Come and play with me!" the tree said. "I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?" "Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy." So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time. Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. "Sorry, my boy But I don't have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you..." the tree said."I don't have teeth to bite" the boy replied. "No more trunk for you to climb on" "I am too old for that now" the boy said. "I really can't give you anything ... the only thing left is my dying roots" the tree said with tears. "I don't need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years." The boy replied. "Good! Old tree roots is the best place to lean on and rest. Come, Come sit down with me and rest." The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.......

This is a story of everyone. The tree is our parent. When we were young, we loved to play with Mom and Dad... When we grown up, we left them, and only came to them when we need something or when we are in trouble. No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they could to make you happy. You may think that the boy is cruel to the tree but that's how all of us are treating our parents.

Be honest with yourself by paying attention to your actions. Actions speak louder than words, and they always tell the truth. What do your actions say about you? If you say you
love your job, but your actions say otherwise, which do you think is more true - your words or your actions? On the other hand, if you say you're not good at a certain job, but your
actions say otherwise, that's also important. What do you do with this insight? You can use it to make more beneficial choices in your life. By being honest with yourself based on your previous actions, your actions moving forward will be based on truth instead of just what you tell yourself.

Take time out during the day for quiet time to listen to your inner voice. I call this inner voice the voice of God. This is similar to point number one, but it takes it a step further - beyond the natural mind to the supernatural heart. You may want to use your quiet time to meditate or pray. However you use this time, the key is to shut out all of the noise around you by focusing deep within yourself. Breathing deeply during quiet time will also help you focus. I know it's hard to find quiet time during a particularly busy day, but it's so important - even if it's just 10 minutes a day and you have to sneak away to get it. Quiet time can really make a difference in your life. It enables you to hear God speaking to your heart reminding you of His perfect love for you.

Despite what your subconscious may be telling you, you can have love with no limits. The key is to unconditionally love yourself first.