爱华网在欣赏英文诗歌时,不仅要欣赏其优美的意境和强烈的感情,更要通过分析诗歌的体裁、语音特点及诗的格律来加深对诗歌的理解。下面是小编带来的简单英文小诗阅读，欢迎阅读!
简单英文小诗阅读篇一
我为少男少女们歌唱
何其芳
I sing for teenagers
Tr. William Wang
我为少男少女们歌唱。
我歌唱早晨，
我歌唱希望，
我歌唱那些属于未来的事物
我歌唱正在生长的力量。
I sing for teenagers
I sing for morning;I sing for hope;
I sing for those future things;
I sing for the growing strength.
我的歌呵，
你飞吧，
飞到年轻人的心中
去找你停留的地方。
Ah, my son
You do fly —
Fly into youth’s heart
To find your place to stay.
所有使我像草一样颤抖过的
快乐或者好的思想，
都变成声音飞到四方八面去吧，
不管它像一阵微风
或者一片阳光。
轻轻地从我琴弦上
失掉了成年的忧伤，
我重新变得年轻了，
我的血流得很快，
对于生活我又充满了梦想，充满了渴望。
All enjoyment or good thinking
That make me shake like grass,
All become sound to fly in all directions.
No matter it is like a blast of breeze
Or a ray of sunlight.
Gently, on my string,
Losing grief of manhood.
I start to be young again.
My blood flows fast.
In life, I am full of hope and yearning again.
简单英文小诗阅读篇二
Today I Went Down
by Breyten Breytenbach
today I went down on your body
while windows were thick white eyes
and hearkened the clogged cavities
in the small darkroom of your chest，
hedging an eternity over the aching voice
from your gorgeous throat，
agony and exaltation flow in one divide
if I may make so bold，
your thighs are a loveword your hair
night's glittering lining of secret disport：
I aimed for the innermost moon
and rent， moved by the syntax and the slow
of sadness and of joy， so
I love you， love you so
when the blinding comes，
the discomposure of silence，
it must be high up the hills
where hundreds of poor
stamp their feet in the dust， and drums
and woman voices like this ululating skyline
gag the final ecstasy
简单英文小诗阅读篇三
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time
by Robert Herrick
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may，
Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today
Tomorrow will be dying.
The glorious lamp of heaven， the sun，
The higher he's a-getting，
The sooner will his race be run，
And nearer he's to setting.
That age is best which is the first，
When youth and blood are warmer;
But being spent， the worse， and worst
Times still succeed the former.
Then be not coy， but use your time，
And while ye may， go marry;
For having lost but once your prime，
You may forever tarry.
简单英文小诗阅读篇四
San Francisco Night Windows
by Robert Penn Warren
So hangs the hour like fruit fullblown and sweet，
Our strict and desperate avatar，
Despite that antique westward gulls lament
Over enormous waters which retreat
Weary unto the white and sensual star.
Accept these images for what they are——
Out of the past a fragile element
Of substance into accident.
I would speak honestly and of a full heart;
I would speak surely for the tale is short，
And the soul's remorseless catalogue
Assumes its quick and piteous sum.
Think you， hungry is the city in the fog
Where now the darkened piles resume
Their framed and frozen prayer
Articulate and shafted in the stone
Against the void and absolute air.
If so the frantic breath could be forgiven，
And the deep blood subdued before it is gone
In a savage paternoster to the stone，
Then might we all be shriven.
