today, i read the text "uta". a fourteen-year-old girl traveled to europe alone. i was impressed by utas passion, bravery, and careful quality. her independence and her ability deeply shocked me.

the article "uta" mainly wrote that i met a little german girl named uta. she traveled through europe alone, not only to france, switzerland, austria... and other countries, but also to venice and milan in italy. ...wait for a place. what is shocking is that she is only 14 years old, and she is just an underage girl! not only will her parents not stop them, but they will help her design the itinerary and itinerary together. they check the phone number of the local police station wherever she goes, so that she can ask for help in times of danger and difficulty.

why can foreign children go far independently, but why cant our chinese children go far independently? each of our children is a group of birds that want to fly freely in the sky. is the so-called "safety" all the love for us?

at home, i wanted to help my mother clean up the room, but my mother politely refused. i cant do anything, im just a "hero" of learning.

some children are tired from going out and need to be hugged by their mothers. if they don’t hold them, they cry. moms have no choice but to hold him and go. sometimes clamoring and shouting what to eat, there is no way but to buy it for him. the child at this moment has no autonomy at all.

from the point of view of parents, children are learning apart from learning. parents never let us do housework and go out alone, and the excessive care of our parents makes us feel that we are not free. i want to say to the parents of the world, give us freedom, let go of your doting hands, and let us do what we can. let us learn to be independent, like uta, go out of the room and look at the outside world.

写英语读后感篇2

after reading the book david copperfield, i could not calm my mind for a long time. the character of david is so distinctive and makes people interested in him.

his father died before he was born, his mother remarried when he was eight, his stepfather, mr. modestone, was harsh and brutal, and his sister, miss modestone, was just as hard-hearted and unsympathetic, and david was subjected to many unkind people during his growing up process - a cruel schoolmaster, a cunning friend, and the evil-minded yulia shipp. however, there is no shortage of good people in david's life, including the lovely nanny piggotti, the quiet and inarticulate mr. barcus, the seemingly serious but kind-hearted aunt, the unhappy mr. and mrs. micawber, who are sometimes cheerful and sometimes depressed, but always looking forward to the "turn of events", and the quiet and gentle there is the quiet and gentle agnes, a wise and caring friend; and dora, a most lovely dora.

the book is mainly about david's life and his wonderful emotional history, and finally, he lived with his beloved one.

this story tells me that in this world, outsiders are generally not trustworthy, especially those who look very beautiful on the surface, but very evil inside. so we should not trust others easily when we interact with friends, maybe unknowingly one of your friends is carrying out his terrible plan. as the saying goes, you don't know who you are, you don't know who you are!

写英语读后感篇3

carrie was such an ordinary rural girl at the beginning of the story. sitting on the seat of a bus, she couldn’t help feeling exciting at the sight of the metropolis’ spectacle. she was impressed deeply by large crowd on the avenue, the spacious square or tall buildings.

far more different from other heroines, carrie was not a plain pure angel like snow-white, nor was she brave enough to be a heroine of revolutionist or even a reformer, nor was she so clever as to be a successful career woman who start from scratch.

what attracted her most, after her entering this huge metropolis was the incredible fineries, fashion shoes, smart handbags displaying in the shop windows, the jewellerys shining brightly behind the glass. she dreamed that one day, she could wear all of these, jogging gracefully into the most luxurious hotel with focused sights of admiration.

and this was not merely a dream. because she had large eyes which can earn others’ sympathy, even love. she had wonderful figure which can win others’ hearts. however, anything she got, anywhere she reached, had not come from her ambition. things happened, and then she accepted. that’s what she had just done — just to accept willingly from the bottom of her heart. she was not at all an evil woman who would give anything for the fortune or fame. however, she would give uo something for a better life when her instinct defeated her intellect.

that was carrie, a girl had her own desire, a human being just like many others in the realistic world.

there’s one sentence written in chapter viii:” when this jangle of free-will instinct shall have been adjusted, when perfect understanding has given the former the power to replace the latter entirely, man will no longer vary.” however, how many people can go that further.

and i want to quote another sentence to wind up my essay:

“in carrie — as in how many of our wordings do they not? — instinct and reason, desire and understanding, were at war for the mastery.”

翻译：

生动的主角

——关于卡丽修女

卡丽是一个普通的农村女孩，在故事的开始。坐在一辆公共汽车的座位，她不禁感到兴奋的城市景观视线。她留下了很深的印象在大街上拥挤的人群，宽敞的广场和高大的建筑物。

远不同于其他的女主角，卡丽并不是一个普通的纯洁的天使般的snow white，她也没有足够的勇气去成为一个女革命家或者改革家，也没有她那么聪明为成为一个成功的职业女性，从头开始。

是什么吸引了她，她进入这个巨大的都市是不可思议的服饰，时尚鞋后，聪明的手袋在橱窗里展示的珠宝，闪烁着明亮的玻璃后面。她梦想有一天，她能穿上所有这些东西，优雅地慢跑到最豪华的旅馆，带着赞美的目光。

这不只是一个梦。因为她大可以获得别人的同情的眼神，甚至爱。她有美妙的数字可以赢得别人的心。然而，她得到了什么，不论她达成，不是来自她的野心。事情发生了，然后她接受。那是她刚刚做的只是接受，心甘情愿地从心底。她根本不是一个邪恶的女人谁会给财富或名声的事。然而，她会放弃对美好生活的时候，她本能地战胜了她的理智。

这就是卡丽，一个女孩有她自己的欲望，人类就像现实世界中的许多人。

有一句话写在第八章：“使自由意志本能应得到调整，当完全了解了前者的力量完全取代后者，人将不再变化。”然而，有多少人可以进一步。

我想引用一句话来结束我的文章：

“卡丽，他们在我们多少文字不？本能和理性，欲望和认识交战的掌握。”

写英语读后感篇4

契柯夫，欧亨利，莫泊桑这三个耳熟能详的名字想必每个人都知道，作为世界三大小说之王的他们用细腻的笔触描绘了那个时代的黑暗与沧桑。在这个第一次在初中度过的秋天里，我有幸读到欧亨利的小说。

在欧亨利的笔下，每个人都被刻画得淋漓尽致：富人的贪婪，穷苦人民的善良，社会的黑暗……当翻开第一个故事《麦琪的礼物》时，我不由得为这对年轻夫妇感到悲哀，2人昔日感到彼此珍贵的东西到现在却成了无用的东西；但我又为2人感到欣慰，因为他们得到了比表链和梳子套装更珍贵的东西——爱，他们告诉我们要尊重他人的'爱，学会去爱他人，这难道不是人与人之间相处的基本规则么？

我用一丝惋惜翻去麦琪给予的礼物，展现在眼前的是《警察与赞美诗》，文中的苏比想去监狱熬过冬天，几次惹是生非。当听到赞美诗想改邪归正时，却被意外的逮捕。这出乎意料的结局，令人感到捧腹有心酸。

欧亨利借苏比的故事反映了当时社会的无情与残酷。主人公借助许多坏事扰乱社会，这也反映了资本主义社会下层人民的精神痛苦。

欧亨利为了表达对资本主义社会的不满，把手中的笔当作武器，大量运用穷富的对比手法，揭示自己作为一名作家对这个社会爱莫能助的忧伤。

欧亨利的作品中，幽默代替了酸楚，流露出自己对被命运捉弄的穷苦人民的悲惨情绪。

如今的社会早已不是那个颓废的年代，不再有那么多饱尝辛酸的人民。读着欧亨利的小说，我可以想象出那个年代的悲惨，一个个画面浮现在眼前……我不由得为欧亨利先生由衷敬佩。

写英语读后感篇5

the cop and the anthem

o henry

on his bench in madison square soapy moved uneasily, and when soapy moves uneasily on his bench in the park, you may know that winter is near.

a dead leaf fell in soapy's lap. that was jack frost's card. jack is kind to the regular residents of madison square, and gives them warning of his annual call.

soapy realized the fact that the time had come for him to provide against the coming winter. and therefore he moved uneasily on his bench.

the winter ambitions of soapy were not of the highest. in them there were no dreams of mediterranean voyages, of blue southern skies or the vesuvian bay. three months on the island was what his soul desired. three months of assured board and bed and good company, safe from north winds and policemen, seemed to soapy the most desirable thing.

for years the hospitable blackwell prison had been his winter refuge. just as the more fortunate new yorkers had bought their tickets to palm beach and the riviera each winter, so soapy had made his arrangements for his annual journey to the island. and now the time had come. on the night before three sunday newspapers, put under his coat, about his feet and over his lap, had not helped him against the cold as he slept on his bench near the fountain in the old square. there were many institutions of charity in new york where he might receive lodging and food, but to soapy's proud spirit the gifts of charity were undesirable. you must pay in humiliation of spirit for everything received at the hands of philanthropy. so it was better to be a guest of the law.

soapy, having decided to go to the island, at once set about accomplishing his desire. there were many easy ways of doing this. the pleasantest was to dine at some good restaurant; and then, after declaring bankruptcy, be handed over to a policeman. a magistrate would do the rest.

soapy left his bench and went out of the square and up broadway. he stopped at the door of a glittering cafe. he was shaven and his coat was decent. if he could reach a table in the restaurant, the portion of him that would show above the table would raise no doubt in the waiter's mind. a roasted duck, thought soapy, with a bottle of wine, and then some cheese, a cup of coffee and a cigar would be enough. such a dinner would make him happy, for the journey to his winter refuge.

but as soapy entered the restaurant door, the head waiter's eye fell upon his shabby trousers and old shoes. strong hands turned him about and pushed him in silence and haste out into the street.

soapy turned off broadway. some other way of entering the desirable refuge must be found.

at a corner of sixth avenue soapy took a stone and sent it through the glass of a glittering shop window. people came running around the corner, a policeman at the head of them. soapy stood still, with his hands in his pockets, and smiled at the sight of the policeman.

"where is the man that has done that?" asked the policeman.

"don't you think that i have had something to do with it?" said soapy, not without sarcasm, but friendly.

the policeman paid no attention to soapy. men who break windows do not remain to speak with policemen. they run away. he saw a man running to catch a car and rushed after him with his stick in his hand. soapy, with disgust in his heart, walked along, twice unsuccessful.

on the opposite side of the street was a little restaurant for people with large appetites and modest purses. soapy entered this place without difficulty. he sat at a table and ate beefsteak and pie. and then he told the waiter that he had no money.

"now go and call a cop," said soapy. "and don't keep a gentleman waiting."

"no cop for you," said the waiter. "hey!"

in a moment soapy found himself lying upon his left ear on the pavement. he arose with difficulty, and beat the dust from his clothes. arrest seemed a rosy dream. the island seemed very far away. a policeman who stood before a drug store two doors away laughed and walked down the street. soapy seemed to liberty.

after another unsuccessful attempt to be arrested for persecution a young woman, soapy went further toward the district of theatres.

when he came upon a policeman standing in front of a glittering theatre, he caught at the straw of "disorderly conduct."

on the sidewalk soapy began to sing drunken songs at the top of his voice. he danced, howled, and otherwise disturbed the peace.

the policeman turned his back to soapy, and said to a citizen:

"it is one of the yale lads celebrating their football victory over the hartford college. noisy, but no harm. we have instructions not to arrest them."

sadly, soapy stopped his useless singing and dancing. a sudden fear seized him. was he immune to arrest? would never a policeman lay hands on him? the island seemed an unattainable arcadia. he buttoned his thin coat against the north wind.

in a cigar store he saw a well-dressed man lighting a cigar. he had set his silk umbrella by the door, soapy entered the store, took the umbrella, and went out with it slowly. the man with the cigar followed hastily.

"my umbrella," he said.

"oh, is it?" said soapy. "well, why don't you call a policeman? i took it. your umbrella! why don't you call a cop? there stands one on the corner."

the umbrella owner slowed his steps. soapy did likewise. the policeman looked at them curiously.

"of course," said the umbrella man, "that is - well, you know how these mistakes occur - i - if it's your umbrella i hope you'll excuse me - i picked it up this morning in a restaurant - if it is yours, why - i hope you'll -"

"of course it's mine," said soapy.

the ex-umbrella man retreated. the policeman hurried to help a well-dressed woman across the street.

soapy walked eastward. he threw the umbrella angrily into a pit. he was angry with the men who wear helmets and carry clubs. because he wanted to be arrested, they seemed to regard him as a king who could do no wrong.

at last soapy reached one of the avenues to the east where it was not so noisy. he went towards madison square, for the home instinct remains even when the home is a park bench.

but on a quiet corner soapy stopped before an old church. through one window a soft light glowed, where, no doubt, the organist played a sunday anthem. for there came to soapy's ears sweet music that caught and held him at the iron fence.

the moon was shining; cars and pedestrians were few; birds twittered sleepily under the roof. and the anthem that the organist played cemented soapy to the iron fence, for he had known it well in the days when his life contained such things as mothers and roses and ambitions and friends.

the influence of the music and the old church produced a sudden and wonderful change in soapy's soul. he saw with horror the pit into which he had fallen. he thought of his degraded days, dead hopes and wrecked faculties.

and also in a moment a strong impulse moved him to battle with his desperate fate. he would pull himself out of this pit; he would make a man of himself again. there was time; he was young yet. those sweet organ notes had set up a revolution in him. tomorrow he would be somebody in the world. he would -

soapy felt a hand on his arm. he looked quickly around into the broad face of a policeman.

"what are you doing here?" asked the policeman.

"nothing," said soapy.

"then come along," said the policeman.

"three months on the island," said the magistrate in the police court the next morning.

写英语读后感篇6

in the winter read a is very ’s name is “the monkey’s paw”.the book tells about the whites and a? paw’s ’s friendgave him a small and dirty said “it can makes your dreams come you’ll feel unhappy.” wanted ? after some days,he got? ?3000,but his sonendis and his wife were very sad.

i think “the monkey’s paw” is very it tells us some important as “get something for nothing.” is must do every things by we must know learn by doing.

when i was 10 years was not good at i had tried to find many escape no one is? good for mother tolds me,”learn by doing”,and i did some test ,my math is think my story likes “the monkey’s paw”.and in the new future,i will do every things by my self and do not rely on my father and know i am the best.

what a nice story!“the monkey’s paw”is perfect,and i will learn more and more in it.

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