经典散文诗

明天要朗诵,能否找几个适合高中生朗读的(不要关于爱情的)散文诗?谢谢啊!!!

影的告别 鲁迅
人睡到不知道时候的时候,就会有影来告别,说出那些话——
有我所不乐意的在天堂里,我不愿去;有我所不乐意的在地狱里,我不愿去;有我所不乐意的在你们将来的黄金世界里,我不愿去。
然而你就是我所不乐意的。
朋友,我不想跟随你了,我不愿住。
我不愿意!
呜呼呜呼,我不愿意,我不如彷徨于无地。
我不过一个影,要别你而沉没在黑暗里了。然而黑暗又会吞并我,然而光明又会使我消失。
然而我不愿彷徨于明暗之间,我不如在黑暗里沉没。
然而我终于彷徨于明暗之间,我不知道是黄昏还是黎明。我姑且举灰黑的手装作喝干一杯酒,我将在不知道时候的时候独自远行。
呜呼呜呼,倘是黄昏,黑夜自然会来沉没我,否则我要被白天消失,如果现是黎明。
朋友,时候近了。
我将向黑暗里彷徨于无地。
你还想我的赠品。我能献你甚么呢?无已,则仍是黑暗和虚空而已。但是,我愿意只是黑暗,或者会消失于你的白天;我愿意只是虚空,决不占你的心地。
我愿意这样,朋友——
我独自远行,不但没有你,并且再没有别的影在黑暗里。只有我被黑暗沉没,那世界全属于我自己。

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第1个回答  2008-02-28
I am forever walking upon these shores,betwixt the sand and the foam. The high tide will erase my foot-prints, and the wind will blow away the foam. But the sea and the shore will remain forever.

我永远走在这些岸上,在沙与沫之间。涨潮会抹掉我的足迹,海风会吹去这泡沫。可是海和岸,却永远存在。

It was but yesterday I thought myself a fragment quivering without rhythm in the sphere of life. Now I know that I am the sphere, and all life in rhythmic fragments moves within me.

仅仅就在昨天,我觉得自己只是一块碎片,在生命的苍穹中毫无节奏地颤动着。如今我知道自己就是那苍穹,一切生命都是节奏分明的碎片,在我内心律动。

Remembrance is a form of meeting.
Forgetfulness is a form of freedom.

追忆是一种会面。

遗忘是一种自由。

My house says to me, "Do not leave me, for here dwells your past."
And the road says to me, "Come and follow me, for I am your future."
And I say to both my house and the road, "I have no past, nor have I a future. If I stay here, there is a going in my staying; and if I go there is a staying in my going. Only love and death will change all things."

我的房子对我说:“不要离开我,这儿住着你的过去。”

路对我说:“跟我来吧,我是你的未来。”

我对房子和路说:“我没有过去,也没有未来。如果我留在这儿,我的留中有去;如果我去那儿,我的去中有留。唯有爱和死亡才能改变一切。”

Strange, the desire for certain pleasures is a part of my pain.
真怪,渴望某些欢乐,正是我痛苦的一部分。

Seven times have I despised my soul:
The first time when I saw her being meek that she might attain height.
The second time when I saw her limping before the crippled.
The third time when she was given to choose between the hard and the easy, and she chose the easy.
The fourth time when she committed a wrong, and comforted herself that others also commit wrong.
The fifth time when she forbore for weakness, and attributed her patience to strength.
The sixth time when she despised the ugliness of a face, and knew not that it was one of her own masks.
And the seventh time when she sang a song of praise, and deemed it a virtue.

我曾七次鄙视自己的灵魂。

第一次是看见她在可以升华时却故作谦卑。

第二次是看见她在跛子前瘸着腿走。

第三次是在当她在难和易之间选择了易。

第四次是当她犯了过失,却以别人也有过失来自慰。

第五次是当她容忍软弱,并将忍耐视为坚强。

第六次是当她鄙视一张丑脸,却不知那正是她自己的面具之一。

第七次是当她唱起赞歌,还以美德自诩。

There is a space between man's imagination and man's attainment that may only be traversed by his longing.

在人的想象和成就之间有着一个空间,唯有他的渴望能穿越。

Our mind is a sponge; our heart is a stream. Is it not strange that most of us choose sucking rather than running?

我们的脑是一块海绵,我们的心是溪流。然而我们大多数选择吸收而非奔流,这不是很奇怪吗?

The reality of the other person is not in what he reveals to you, but in what he cannot reveal to you. Therefore, if you would understand him, listen not to what he says but rather to what he does not say.

他人的真实并非在于他向你显露什么,而在于他无法向你显露什么。因此,倘若你想了解他,不要去听他所说的,而要去听他所没有说的。

A sense of humor is a sense of proportion.

幽默感即分寸感。

A truth is to be known always, to be uttered sometimes.

真理永远为人所知,偶尔才被道中。

The voice of life in me cannot reach the ear of life in you; but let us talk that we may not feel lonely.

我内在生命的声音到达不了你内在生命的耳朵;但让我们交谈吧,为了不再寂寞。

When two women talk they say nothing; when one woman speaks she reveals all of life.

当两个女人交谈,她们什么也没说;当一个女人说话,他驾驶了生命的一切。

Now let us play hide and seek. Should you hide in my heart it would not be difficult to find you. But should you hide behind your own shell, then it would be useless for anyone to seek you.

现在让我们来玩捉迷藏吧。你要是藏在我的心里,我就不难找到你。但要是你藏到自己的壳里去,那谁也找不到你。

How noble is the sad heart who would sing a joyous song with joyous hearts.

一颗悲伤的心,却能和欢乐的心同唱欢乐的歌,这是何等高贵啊!

Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary.

诗是大量的欢乐、痛苦和奇迹,再加上少许文辞。

A madman is not less a musician than you or myself; only the instrument on which he plays is a little out of tune.

疯子是个不亚于你我的乐师,只是他演奏的乐器有点走调。

Every man loves two women; the one is the creation of his imagination, and the other is not yet born.

每一个男人都爱着两个女人:一个是他想象的作品,另外一个尚未诞生。

Generosity is not in giving me that which I need more than you do, but it is in giving me that which you need more than I do.

慷慨不在于把我比你更需要的东西给我,而在于把你比我更需要的东西给我。

We often borrow from our tomorrows to pay our debts to our yesterdays.

我们常常向自己的明天去借贷,以偿还昨天所欠下的债务。

If your heart is a volcano how shall you expect flowers to bloom in your hands?

如果你的心是座火山,你怎么能指望手中鲜花盛开?

It is only when you are pursued that you become swift.

只有当你被追逐时,你才变得敏捷。

Oftentimes I have hated in self-defense; but if I were stronger I would not have used such a weapon.

我经常以恨来自卫;但如果我坚强些,我就不必使用这一武器。

Your saying to me:“I do not understand you.”is praise beyond my worth, and an insult you do not deserve.

你说:“我不理解你。”这对我是过分的赞誉,对你则是无端的侮辱。

How mean am I when life gives me gold and I give you silver, and yet I deem myself generous.

我是何等卑鄙,当生活给了我金,我却给你银,还自以为很大方。

Strange that you should pity the slow-footed and not the slow-minded. And the blind-eyed rather than the blind-hearted.

奇怪,你可怜那脚步慢的,却不可怜那心思慢的。你可怜那眼盲的,却不可怜那心盲的。
Life is a procession. The slow of foot finds it too swift and he steps out;

And the swift of foot finds it too slow and he too steps out.

生命是一次行军,脚步慢的人觉得它太快了,于是退出。

脚步快的人觉得它太慢了,也退出。

I would be the least among men with dreams and the desire to fulfill them, rather than the greatest with no dreams and no desire.

我宁做个最渺小的人,拥有这梦想和实现梦想的渴望;也不做那既无梦想,也无渴望的最伟大的人。

We are all climbing toward the summit of our hearts’ desire. Should the other climber steal your sack and your purse and wax fat on the one and heavy on the other, you should pity him;

The climbing will be harder for his flesh, and the burden will make his way longer.

And should you in your leanness see his flesh puffing upward, help him a step; it will add to your swiftness.

我们都在攀登理想的顶峰。如果别的攀登者偷了你的背包、钱袋,装满他自己的背包,加重他自己的钱袋,你应该可怜他;

攀登对他的肉体来说将更为困难,负担会使他的路程更漫长。

轻装的你若看见他的肉体气喘吁吁地往上爬,拉他一把,这会加快你的速度。

You cannot judge any man beyond your knowledge of him, and how small is your knowledge.

你判断一个人不可能超过你对他的了解,而你的了解又是多么肤浅。

Strife in nature is but disorder longing for order.

自然界的斗争不过是混乱对秩序的寻求。

If it were not for our conception of weights and measures we would stand in awe of the firefly as we do before the sun.

若不是因为我们崇尚重量和尺度,我们站在萤火虫前就会像在太阳前一样心怀敬畏。

Death is not nearer to the aged than to the newborn; neither is life.

死亡离老年人不比离新生儿更近;生命也是一样。

We are all seeking the summit of the holy mountain; but shall not our road be shorter if we consider the past a chart and not a guide?

我们都在寻觅圣山之巅;如果我们把过去视为一张地图而非一名向导,我们的路程是否会缩短一些?

Wisdom ceases to be wisdom when it becomes too proud to weep, too grave to laugh, and too self-full to seek other than itself.

当智慧骄傲到不能哭泣,庄严到无法欢笑,自满到放弃交流,那就不是智慧了。

Had I filled myself with all that you know what room should I have for all that you do not know.

我若把你所知道的一切来装满自己,那么还有什么空间来装你所不知道的一切吗?

I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet strange, I am ungrateful to these teachers.

我从话多的人那里学会沉默,从偏执的人那里学会宽容,从刻薄的人那里学会仁慈;但也奇怪,我对这些老师并不感激。

A bigot is a stone-deaf orator.

一个执迷不悟的人是个全聋的演说家。

If you can see only what light reveals and hear only what sound announces. Then in truth you do not see nor do you hear.

如果你只能于光明之处看见影像,只能于有声处听见声音。那么你其实既看不到也听不见。

A shy failure is nobler than an immodest success.

由于不自信而失败比骄傲自大的成功更可贵。

Said a philosopher to a street sweeper, “I pity you. Yours is a hard and dirty task.”

And the street sweeper said, “Thank you, sir. But tell me what is your task?”

And the philosopher answered saying, “I study man’s mind, his deeds and his desires.”

Then the street sweeper went on with his sweeping and said with a smile, “I pity you too.”

一个哲学家对一个清洁工说:“我可怜你,你的工作又脏又苦。”

清洁工说:“谢谢,先生。那么告诉我,你的工作是什么呢?”

哲学家回答道:“我研究人的思想、行为和欲望。”

清洁工继续扫他的地,并微笑着说:“我也可怜你。”

He who listens to truth is not less than he who utters truth.

聆听真理的人并不亚于说出真理的人。

Generosity is giving more than you can, and pride is taking less than you need.

慷慨是给予你所能给予的更多,自尊是接受比你所需要的更少。

When either your joy or your sorrow becomes great the world becomes small.

当你的悲或喜变大的时候,世界就变小了,

Desire is half of life; indifference is half of death.

欲望是半个生命;冷漠是半个死亡。

If you reveal your secrets to the wind you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.

倘若你把自己的秘密透露给风,那就别怪风把你的秘密散播给树。

Turtles can tell more about roads than hares.

龟比兔更了解道路。

Only when a juggler misses catching his ball does he appeal to me.

玩杂耍的人只有在他没接着球的时候,才引起我的注意。

The envious praises me unknowingly.

妒嫉我的人在无意中赞扬了我。
——《沙与沫》

参考资料:http://blog.sina.com.cn/s/blog_4abb1e76010008dg.html

第2个回答  2008-03-02
绝对的经典!!

海燕
高尔基
在苍茫的大海上,风聚集着乌云。在乌云和大海之间,海燕像黑色的闪电高傲地飞翔。

一会儿翅膀碰着海浪,一会儿箭一般地直冲云霄,它叫喊着,——在这鸟儿勇敢的叫喊声里,乌云听到了欢乐。

在这叫喊声里,充满着对暴风雨的渴望!在这叫喊声里,乌云感到了愤怒的力量、热情的火焰和胜利的信心。

海鸥在暴风雨到来之前呻吟着,——呻吟着,在大海上面飞窜,想把自己对暴风雨的恐惧,掩藏到大海深处。

海鸭也呻吟着,——这些海鸭呀,享受不了生活的战斗的欢乐;轰隆隆的雷声就把它们吓坏了。

愚蠢的企鹅,畏缩地把肥胖的身体躲藏在峭崖底下……只有那高傲的海燕,勇敢地、自由自在地,在翻起白沫的大海上面飞翔。

乌云越来越暗,越来越低,向海面压下来;波浪一边歌唱,一边冲向空中去迎接那雷声。

雷声轰响,波浪在愤怒的飞沫中呼啸着,跟狂风争鸣。看吧,狂风紧紧抱着一堆巨浪,恶狠狠地扔到峭崖上,把这大块的翡翠摔成尘雾和水沫。

海燕叫喊着,飞翔着,像黑色的闪电,箭一般地穿过乌云。翅膀刮起波浪的飞沫。

看吧,它飞舞着像个精灵——高傲的、黑色的暴风雨的精灵,——它一边大笑,它一边高叫……它笑那些乌云,它为欢乐而高叫!

这个敏感的精灵,从雷声的震怒里早就听出困乏,它深信乌云遮不住太阳,——是的,遮不住的!风在狂吼……雷在轰响……

一堆堆的乌云像青色的火焰,在无底的大海上燃烧。大海抓住金箭似的闪电,把它熄灭在自己的深渊里。闪电的影子,像一条条的火舌,在大海里蜿蜒浮动,一晃就消失了。

——暴风雨!暴风雨就要来啦!

这是勇敢的海燕,在闪电之间,在怒吼的大海上高傲地飞翔。这是胜利的预言家在叫喊:
第3个回答  2008-03-01
世界上最远的距离
不是 生与死的距离
而是 我站在你面前
你不知道我爱你
世界上最远的距离
不是 我站在你面前
你不知道我爱你
而是 爱到痴迷
却不能说我爱你
世界上最远的距离
不是 我不能说我爱你
而是 想你痛彻心脾
却只能深埋心底
世界上最远的距离
不是 我不能说我想你
而是 彼此相爱
却不能够在一起
世界上最远的距离
不是 彼此相爱
却不能够在一起
而是明知道真爱无敌
却装作毫不在意世界上最远的距离
不是 树与树的距离
而是 同根生长的树枝
却无法在风中相依
世界上最远的距离
不是 树枝无法相依
而是 相互了望的星星
却没有交汇的轨迹
世界上最远的距离
不是 星星之间的轨迹
而是 纵然轨迹交汇
却在转瞬间无处寻觅
世界上最远的距离
不是 瞬间便无处寻觅
而是 尚未相遇
便注定无法相聚
世界上最远的距离
是鱼与飞鸟的距离
一个在天,一个却深潜海底

美人鱼

我知道紫竹是怎样的
在今夜的月下生长
生长
是我无可挽回的哀伤
我的泪水
滴落在你的梦里
你是否能够感知

没有人知道
那夜
我是怎样将你从海中托起
我的发丝
曾怎样缠绕在你的脸颊
我的唇
曾怎样抚摩你冰冷的躯体
而如今
一切都将化为早晨的泡沫

如果你的血溅在我的身上
我会再有三百年的时间
等待另一个开始
啊 三百年的生命
又有什么意义
那把沾满你鲜血的匕首
会撕裂我的心
再没有梦
没有诗
没有早晨鱼儿嬉游于裙裾的欢娱

看看我吧
请再看看我吧
当你睁开眼睛
啊 是的
你身边风情完种的新嫁娘
你会看见她的目光
在早晨第一声海涛中
在我消失的寂静里

永别了 浮出海面的梦想
永别了 阳光已照在我的身上
永别了 我的爱人
第4个回答  2016-08-05
乐园鸟 戴望舒
飞着,飞着,春,夏,秋,冬, 昼,夜,没有休止, 华羽的乐园鸟, 这是幸福的云游呢, 还是永恒的苦役? 渴的时候也饮露, 饥的时候也饮露, 华羽的乐园鸟, 这是神仙的佳肴呢, 还是为了对于天的乡思? 是从乐园里来的呢, 还是到乐园里去的? 华羽的乐园鸟, 在茫茫的青空中 也觉得你的路途寂寞吗? 假使你是从乐园里来的 可以对我们说吗, 华羽的乐园鸟, 自从亚当、夏娃被逐后, 那天上的花园已荒芜到怎样了? 我愿意是急流 裴多菲 我愿意是急流, 山里的小河, 在崎岖的路上,
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