有關親情的英語優美句子

解夢佬 2024年03月02日 10:47 0

1. 關于親情的英文優美句子

我選了一些我喜歡的：）

親情篇：

A placid parent makes a placid home.

平和的父母組建出和平的家。

The family is one of nature's masterpieces.

家庭是大自然的杰作。

It is wise father that knows his own child.

了解自己孩子的父親是聰明的。

It is the general rule that all superior men inherit the elements of superiority from their mother.

一切高尚的人是從自己母親那里繼承來高尚之處。

The greatest thing in family life is to take a hint when a hint is intended-and not to take a hint when a hint is not intended.

家庭生活中最妙之處在于點破愿被點破之處，忽視愿被隱瞞之處。

2. 關于親情的英語句子

You sacrifice with any left . Your kindness , I'll respond in the future , because we're family , a most harmonious one.這是比較初級的語法翻譯。

（With）You sparing no efforts sacrificing , I 'll pay back in the near future as a result your kindness , which is on account of that we compose a family which is the most harmonious . 這個相對復雜點的翻譯了我也不是翻譯家啦。

只是學生而已，不好還多多包涵，我只能這麼翻譯了。

3. 關于“感恩親情”的英語句子有哪些

關于“感恩親情”的英語句子有：

It doesn't matter who my father was, it matters who I remember he was。—— Anne Sexton

爸爸是什麼樣的人并不重要，重要的是在我心目中爸爸是什麼樣的人。

A mother is not a person to lean on but a person to make leaning un-necessary.——D.C, Fisher

母親不是賴以依靠的人，而是使依靠成為不必要的人。

All I am, or can be, I owe to my angel mother. ——Abraham Lincol

我之所有，我之所能，都歸功于我天使般的母親。

We never know the love of the parents until we become parents ourselves. ——Henry Ward Beecher

不養兒不知父母恩

The family you came from isn't as important as the family you are going to have.

——D.Herbert Lawrence

你將擁有的家庭比你出身的那個家庭重要。

A good mother is worth a hundred schoolmasters. ——George Herbert

一位好母親抵得上一百個教師。

關于“感恩親情”的英語短文：

some people believe parents are the most important pople in our whole life.

i believe in that,too.my mom birth me with great pain,though i can't feel that,i know that must be very hard for her.my father working hard to make me live a comfortable life .

i know they they love me,and i swear i'll try my best to make them haapy.

i must learn hard and help them with the housework.

i can help them wash the dishes clothes,and i can help to them cook food.

i'll try all i can to go to a good collegue,then find a great job to make my dream and their dream come true.

i love my parents.

4. 英語的關于親情的句子

A placid parent makes a placid home.

平和的父母組建出和平的家。

The family is one of nature's masterpieces.

家庭是大自然的杰作。

It is wise father that knows his own child.

了解自己孩子的父親是聰明的。

It is the general rule that all superior men inherit the elements of superiority from their mother.

一切高尚的人是從自己母親那里繼承來高尚之處。

The greatest thing in family life is to take a hint when a hint is intended-and not to take a hint when a hint is not intended.

家庭生活中最妙之處在于點破愿被點破之處，忽視愿被隱瞞之處。

5. 介紹幾篇寫親情的英文美文

"Long, long ago, there was an island in the distant sea,where lived a fairy who was said be able to make a child lovely and bright. One day, 。

" As the story went on, MumPs voice grew fainter and fainter, when she gently looked down at me.Then a melodious song came into my ear as if music made by the angels flying in the faraway sky. Gradually, Mom's smile dimmed, and her glittering eyes were just like the brightest stars on the dark blue curtain of night。 Countless nights had passed in this way during my infancy. In my naive heart, Mother's voice was deeper and softer than the nightingale. Even now I still remember quite clearly that cradlesong she used to sing before I fell asleep. Those old melodies still sound so good to me, as they melt the years away.To me, Mother's companionship was the most important thing in my childhood. Mother is an incurable romantic, passionately in love with life and with the mystery of the universe. She taught me to open up all the channels of my senses to touch and feel what lies all a round me, and discovered with me the beauty of nature, the joy,excitement and mystery of the new and the unknown. She is quite at home in literature because of her active and imaginative mind. Every new experience, every new discovery concerning the world could delight her. I went off to college, but Mum is still always in my memory. I could hear her voice every time I fell short in anything.From breast to cradle to reassuring hug, Mum has shared all the happiness and depression of mine. However, she never expressed herself. Upon my entry into university, when she and Father were going back home, she hurriedly turned back to run along, even without a look at me. I knew she dared not, for fear that tears should fall down in my presence. This separation would last nearly five months during which she could not see me. She was just trying to stop me from seeing her crying. I was refraining myself, too, because the long time living with her had made me an exact person like her. Later, Father told me she kept wiping her eyes on the bus to the railway station. I knew that, because I love you, Mum, and you already knew that too.。

6. 介紹幾篇寫親情的英文美文

"Long, long ago, there was an island in the distant sea,where lived a fairy who was said be able to make a child lovely and bright. One day, 。

7. 關于親情的英文短文

Me and My Cello Written by Christian Williams Six years ago I, then a fellow of 35, was struck by an 1)impulse of the romantic and 2)irreducible sort, which I have since compared to a torrid scene in The Godfather except that it was not a Sicilian virgin who fired my thoughts but a shapely 3)descendant of the violin family, the cello. Straightaway I obtained a rental instrument of heavy 4)plywood and appeared before Wendell Margrave, professor of musical instruction. It was winter. "You can be as good as you want to be," Margrave said rather 5)mysteriously. On a scrap of paper he drew a staff with the notes E and F. He showed me where to put my fingers on the neck and how to draw the bow. Then he entered my name in his book: 10 a.m. Tuesday. Tuesday followed Tuesday, and soon it was spring. Thus began my voyage out of ignorance and into the dream. Is there one among us who has not had this dream? Who has not picked up a friend's guitar and felt the songs locked inside? Who has not wondered if he could learn to play the Moonlight 6)Sonata, at least the easy beginning part? It was most remarkable to have a teacher again. E-F, E-F, we played together - and moved on to G. It was a happy time. I was again becoming, and no longer trapped in what I had become. Surely the most 7)abominable recognition of middle life is that we are past changing. Oh, we switch -- switch salad dressings and mutual funds -- but we don't change. We do what we can already do. The cello was something I 8)demonstrably couldn't do. Yet each Tuesday I could not do it slightly less. No one was watching, and a good thing. In an upstairs room of my city house, at midnight, I would send out through the open windows long, tortured 9)fragments of Alwin Schroeder's 170 Foundation Studies for Violoncello to mingle with the squeals of cats. The footfalls of unseen passers-by would curiously stop, and then 10)resume in haste. Riding home on the bus one snowy night and perusing the score of Mozart's C-Major 11)Quintet, I felt the page burst into music in my hands. I could by then more or less read a score, and was humming the cello line, when suddenly all five parts blossomed 12)harmonically in my head. The fellow across the aisle stared. I met his glance with tears, actually hearing the music in my head for the first time. Could he hear it too, perhaps? No, he got off at the next stop. As the years slipped by, my daughter passed into the teen-age vale, developing a youthful proficiency on the piano. My goal was that she and I would one day perform together. I also wanted to perform in public with and for my 13)peers, and to be secretly envied. I continue to play, to perform, but it is not the same. Fantasy, it turns out, is 14)debased in the 15)attainment. Before, when I heard a cello, it was all beauty and light. Now, as the TV camera pushes in close to Rostropovich's face, I recognize that 16)charismatic grin as a mask of fierce determination. Even for him, the cello is an 17)intractable instrument, unforgiving of ambition. I picked up my cello, 18)screw tight the hairs of the bow and soar once more into Belle Nuit, the 19)vibrato still wobbling like an unbalanced tire. As good as I wanted to be, I am as good as I'm going to get. It is good enough. 有誰沒做過這樣的夢？我就是這樣開始了從無知駛向夢想的航行…… 我和我的大提琴六年前，我已是35歲的人了，心里卻突然產生一種浪漫卻又無法減弱的沖動，我把這種沖動比作電影《教父》里熱烈的一幕。

不過，激起我這種想法的，不是西西里島上的少女，而是提琴家族中外形優美的后裔--大提琴。我立刻租了一具厚膠合板制作的大提琴，然后來到音樂教授溫德爾·馬格瑞夫面前。

那是冬天的事。 “你想拉得多好就可以有多好，” 馬格瑞夫的話說得很玄妙。

他在一張紙上畫出五線譜，標上E和F兩個音調符。他向我示范手指應放在琴頸的什麼部位，怎樣運弓。

然后，他在記事簿上記下我的姓名：星期二上午10時。一個又一個星期二過去，很快就到了春天。

我就是這樣開始了從無知駛向夢想的航行。我們當中有誰沒做過這樣的夢？誰沒拿起過朋友的吉他而感覺到其中所藏著的妙歌仙曲？誰沒有思忖著自己能否學會演奏《月光》奏鳴曲，哪怕是開頭容易的那部分？再次有個老師真是再好不過了。

E--F,E--F，我們一起拉，然后移到G調。這是一段愉快的時光。

我再次有了變化，變得不再深陷在已成形的自我里了。當然，中年人最不愿承認的，就是自己已經錯過了能改變的時候。

噢，我們也改變--變變色拉的調料，換換互惠基金--但我們自己并無變化。我們做已經會做的事情，拉大提琴是我顯然不會做的事情，不過，每星期二，我多少總得學會一點。

沒有人看我拉琴，這是件好事。午夜時分，我在城里住宅的樓上房間里，經常拉阿爾溫。