英语原文故事阅读（通用11篇）

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英语原文故事阅读（通用11篇）

　　通过阅读，能检测到英语学习者的词汇量，对句子的理解、分析能力。下面是小编整理的英语原文故事，希望能帮到大家!

英语原文故事阅读（通用11篇）

　　英语原文故事阅读 1

　　wind song

　　It was a day like the day before and the day after. The wind wrapped itself around the sod cabin in gusting moans as the pioneer family within carried out their tasks pretending not to hear. They heard the wind, however. It had been their constant companion on the open plains since their journey from Philadelphia two years before in the spring of 1865. Following the covered wagon train of ten, the wind had lifted the drab landscape into billows of dust falling on everyone and everything until there seemed but one color and one sound.

　　Now Rachel sat on the bed hand-stitching a quilt while her mother hunched over a sewing machine across the room rocking her feet backwards and forwards on a foot treadle that turned the shaft that moved the needle. The thumping counter pointed the wind outside. Laughter and giggling erupted from Rachels younger brother and sister playing jacks on the floor and it brought a smile to their sisters face, but when she glanced back at their mother she stopped smiling.

　　Rachel felt that her parents worked too hard. They rarely had fun or relaxation like they had enjoyed in Philadelphia. Now her father was always in the fields. Her mother prepared meals on a wood-stoked stove, did the laundry on a washboard, baked flatbread and sewed clothes to trade for goods in town. Rachel remembered her mother singing and telling stories at one time but that was before she had begun complaining about the wind and the dirt and the mud. Eventually she had stopped complaining, but she had stopped singing, too.

　　The door swung open and it was Rachels father. Entering in a puff of dust, he coughed and wiped his forehead. "Mighty hot day out there."

　　"Well, Ive got ale for you and flatbread too," replied his wife. She rose from the sewing machine and began setting the table as her husband eased himself into a chair.

　　"I know. I could smell it from outside. Smelled so good I came in early. What else have you all been up to while I was clearing rows with Molly and Bell?"

　　"Rachels done with her quilt."

　　"Oh?" Rachels father turned to look as his older daughter proudly showed off her masterpiece. It was a cheerful blooming of color with stitches outlining the squares.

　　"Thats a mighty fine piece of work." He nodded. "How bout us going into town this Saturday. You can show off your quilt, your mother can take her flatbread, and Ive got a bushel of onions ready."

　　The young children whooped excitedly and Michael, the boy, began dancing around the room, lifting his knees and clapping. There was reason for jubilation. The 20-mile trip to town in the buckboard was a once-a-month affair to which everyone in the family looked forward.

　　The town of Wausa, Nebraska was not unlike other little towns that had sprung up to welcome the pioneers. It was a mix of old and new buildings with wood plank sidewalks and a wide main street of dirt to accommodate trains of oxen. In one of the newer buildings was the general store. Guarding the door was a wooden Indian and next to it hung a bird cage. The family stopped for a moment to look at the yellow bird inside.

　　When they stepped into the store it was a universe all its own. There was the scent of wood and soap and spice. The walls were lined with racks of crates and mason jars, and along the aisles were bushel barrels of potatoes and apples. In the back neatly propped against the wall were bolts of fabric. While her brother and sister explored the store and her parents spoke with the grocer about their bread and onions, Rachel wandered back outside to look at the bird.

　　So bright a yellow it was a miniature piece of the sun in that dusty place. It hopped from perch to perch rarely standing still and as it hopped it kept its eyes on Rachel. Suddenly a shadow passed over the girl and startled, she looked up to see a Sioux Indian brave. Her heart beat faster. Indians sometimes came to town to barter although it was discouraged by the shopkeepers. Such a history of warfare existed between Indians and white settlers that no one felt safe. But this Indian was as fascinated by the bird as Rachel. He stared intently and then said something she couldnt understand. Seeing her puzzled face he repeated in English, "It listens to the wind."

　　Before Rachel could think about what he had said, the Indian turned and walked away. Her parents appeared a moment later, having seen him through the window.

　　"Are you all right?" asked her father.

　　Rachel nodded. "He was just looking at the canary."

　　At that moment the little bird lifted its head, swelled its chest, and sang out a joyous trill. Rachel saw her mothers face light up with delight.

　　Rachel traded her quilt for the canary and never regretted it because the little bird entertained them endlessly. Sir Gallant, they called him because he did battle with the wind. The louder the wind the more loudly he sang, competition so fierce that sometimes everyone burst out laughing. Sir Gallant lifted their spirits turning dust days back into sunshine days.

　　Rachel thought about what the Indian had said. Shed heard the wind but unlike the canary shed never listened to it. Now when she tried she could hear music in the moaning. Of course the music was faint and hidden in the background and she needed her imagination, but it was there if she truly listened. She began humming the sounds she heard. "Thats a pretty tune" her mother commented one day, "what song is that?" Rachel didnt reply, unsure how to explain, and her mother didnt press the question. Soon she, too, began humming.

　　Occasionally bachelor cowpokes stopped by the cabin to buy flatbread or to have their clothes mended. They were always welcomed, not for the money in their pocket but for their company. With no neighbors for twenty miles, it was lonely on the plains. The family and guests traded news, shared a meal, and were serenaded by Sir Gallant who was often the center of conversation.

　　One afternoon the younger daughter Mary noticed the canary sitting motionless on his perch. "Is Sir Gallant sick?" she asked in alarm.

　　"No. Its just a dark day outside," her mother reassured her. "Itll be raining soon and he probably doesnt feel like singing."

　　The younger children accepted this explanation but not Rachel. She knew that while Sir Gallant stopped singing from time to time, he had always hopped about his cage. She went to the door and looked outside. It was deathly quiet, no wind or sounds of birds or prairie dogs. She saw the outline of her father with the two oxen in the north field and at the same time she saw black thunderclouds stacked high into the sky. There was a heaviness to the air and a prickly feeling.

　　The Indians words echoed in her mind. "It listens to the wind."

　　Rachel thought about Sir Gallants odd behavior and the angry thunderclouds and how strange it felt. Straining to hear, she caught a faint rumbling and it was the sound of thunder.

　　Suddenly Rachel knew. She absolutely knew they were in danger. "Mom," she shouted. "Its a tornado!"

　　Immediately Mary and Michael began screaming as their mother gathered them up and, along with Sir Gallant, rushed outside. The safest place was the root cellar at the side of the house. Throwing open the cellar doors, the mother yelled to Rachel to warn her father.

　　Rachel took off running across the field shouting and waving her arms, but not until she was halfway across did she get his attention.

　　"Whats wrong?" he yelled.

　　It was another moment before she reached him. "Tornado."

　　His eyes searched the horizon. "I dont see anything, but I can bring in Molly and Bell anyway. Ill come back to the house."

　　"No! Theres no time. Listen!" Rachel was close to hysterical and because she never lied or played tricks, he did as she asked. Finally able to hear the rumbling he jumped to action. Releasing the yoke from the harnesses on the oxen he turned them free and then grabbed Rachels arm and they began to run. By the time they reached the sod cabin, the tornado was visible, rain drenched their bodies and a thunderous roaring pounded the air.

　　The tornado lasted only minutes although it felt like hours. When the family emerged from their shelter they were relieved to find their sod cabin intact. Fortunately the oxen, too, had escaped although the scarred earth proved the north field had been in the center of the tornados path. The loss of crops would make things more difficult, but they felt blessed to be alive. They also felt divine intervention had come in the form of a little yellow bird.

　　The woman stood in the door of the attic and sighed. Gray and dusty in the half light, the room was filled with old furniture, boxes and a thousand forgotten memories. She had inherited its contents from her grandmother and now faced the chore of deciding the fate of each piece. Attracted to an old sewing machine, so old that it had a foot treadle, she opened the top drawer. Amidst the buttons and needles and scissors was a tiny bundle of lace neatly tied with ribbon. Curious she picked it up and unwrapped it. To her surprise she found she was unfolding the burial cloth of a canary, its body long ago dried up but carefully preserved. Holding it in her right hand she stared, perplexed, and quite unconsciously put her left hand over her heart.

　　英语原文故事阅读 2

　　A MAN who had traveled in foreign lands boasted very much, on returning to his own country, of the many wonderful and heroic feats he had performed in the different places he had visited. Among other things, he said that when he was at Rhodes he had leaped to such a distance that no man of his day could leap anywhere near him as to that, there were in Rhodes many persons who saw him do it and whom he could call as witnesses. One of the bystanders interrupted him, saying: "Now, my good man, if this be all true there is no need of witnesses. Suppose this to be Rhodes, and leap for us."

　　有个去过国外旅游的人回国后大肆吹嘘他在别的很多城市的`丰功伟绩。其中，他就说道，他在罗德岛曾跳得很远，连奥林匹克的冠军都不能与他抗衡。他还说那些当时在场观看的人们若能到这里来，就可以给他作证。这时，旁边的一个人对他说：“喂，朋友，如果这一切是真的，根本不需要什么证明人。你把这里当作是罗德岛，你跳吧！”

　　英语原文故事阅读 3

　　A great mountain大山

　　Long ago a great mountain began to rumble and shake.People came from far and near to see what would happen."A great river will be born." said one."Surely nothing less than a mighty dragon will come out." said another.

　　"A god himself will spring form these rocks." said a third.Finally, after days of expectation a small crack appeared in the mountain. And out popped --- a mouse.Just because someone makes a lot of fuss, it doesnt mean he is important.

　　很久以前，一座大山隆隆作响，摇晃起来。远近各处的人都来看是怎么回事。

　　一个人说："要出现一条大河了。"

　　另一个人说："准会出现一条巨龙。"

　　第三个人说："从这些岩石中会出现一尊神来。"

　　等了几天之后，山坡上终于裂开一条小缝，却蹦出来一只耗子。

　　正因为某人大肆张扬，所以他没有什么了不起。

　　英语原文故事阅读 4

　　More than 3，500 years ago， there was a very kind and wise emperor called Cheng Tang. Every year he traveled around his empire to visit all of his people and see if there was anything the government could do for them.

　　3500多年前，有一位仁厚而又贤明的国王，名叫成唐。每年他都要视巡他的疆土，走访所有的国民，看朝廷是否还有未尽之事。

　　One beautiful day， the birds were singing and the beasts were enjoying the nice weather. The Emperor smiled as he heard their pleasant calls. Then he saw huge nets spread where all those animals would get caught. He heard a trapper praying in a loud voice. This is what the trapper prayed：

　　一个美丽的日子，鸟儿欢歌，野兽也喜滋滋地沐浴着阳光。国王听到这一切的时候，脸上露出笑容。接着他看到一张巨大的网散布在所有野兽足迹所至之处。他听到猎人大声地祈祷，祈祷如下：

　　May all the birds in the sky，

　　但愿天上所有的.鸟儿，

　　May all the beasts on the ground，

　　但愿地上所有的走兽，

　　May all the animals from north， east， west， and south，

　　不管来自东南西北，

　　Come into my net，

　　全部进入我的网中

　　Let not one of them escape!

　　英语原文故事阅读 5

　　The swallows and sparrows are very pleased to find a place on the roof of the hall for their nests.The mother birds are feeding their babies with pleasure, which assumes a scene of peace and harmony.But they have never thought of the following scene: the chimney at the top of the kitchen might break, the fire might leap up to the roof and the burning purling might destroy their nests.

　　But those swallows and sparrows are unmindful of the coming disaster.

　　They go on with their superficial happiness brought by peace and calm.

　　燕雀处室

　　燕雀为拥有屋顶下面的一个位置而欣慰不已。母鸟用叼来的食物喂养啁啾鸣叫的幼鸟，整个儿是一派欢乐自得的祥和景象。

　　它们完全没有考虑到：炉灶上的烟囱有可能会炸裂，火苗将会窜上屋梁，烧着的椽将会摧毁它们的'巢穴。

　　不知大祸将要降临到自己头上的燕雀们正在安然自若地品味这表面上的安宁所带来的幸福。

　　英语原文故事阅读 6

　　Sang Lan as a Model with Strong Determination

　　The life story of Sang Lan(桑兰) is unique and cannot be copied by others.

　　Last year, at midnight on June 11th, dozens of students from Peking University gathered in the campus to celebrate Sang’s 26th birthday. Dressed in red jacket and seated in an armchair, she was surrounded by the members of the Wheeling Association of Peking University(北大滑轮社) with 17 burning candles, which mean that she was crippled at the age of 17 and has begun a new life since then.

　　July 1998 was the most unfortunate time for Sang Lan who took part in the Fourth International Goodwill Games(第四界世界友好运动会) in USA. She was disturbed unintentionally by a foreign coach when doing warm-up exercises for horse vaulting(跳马) which she was good at, resulting in her fall on the head in a trance(恍惚) . Since then, she has never been able to stand up on her own.

　　Her accident was widely reported in the media, which made her a favorite throughout the world. Leonardo Dicaprio(莱昂纳多·迪卡普里奥) who starred in Titanic(《泰坦尼克》) and Celine Dion (席琳·狄翁) who sang its theme song went to see her in hospital. In the longer time afterwards, she became the most frequent hero in stories about people with strong determination.

　　Even if she might win gold medals in Sidney and Athens Olympics later, she couldn’t have drawn more attention of the media than in 1998. Anyway, she had nothing to do with gymnastics now. What would be her future life? She reached her lowest point in her sports career, but she appeared more often than ever in the media. For her, there was only one way out, that is, to put oneself in the limelight of the media(曝光) continuously. She did this for two purposes: One is to make a living, and the other is to set a good example for other people.

　　She has begun to appear in various kinds of activities with the help of an armchair, which has become her symbol. There has been almost no activity concerning Olympics without the participation or mention of Sang Lan. She has become a student of the Mass Media Department of Peking University; she has signed a contract with Star TV in Hong Kong to become the host of an interview program named after her, called “Sang Lan 2008”.

　　In view of her achievements in the entertainment field, it is easy for us to imagine how hard it is for a person in an armchair to do so, although we do not know exactly what efforts she has made. She has said, “In many cases, the goal seems to be far away. But if you have made efforts, you will find that you have taken a great step forward when looking back. Such may be the way to produce a miracle.” She is the real hero in the stories about unusual success even after the change from the sports field to the entertainment circle.

　　桑兰是励志故事的主角

　　桑兰的人生故事属于“如有雷同，实属巧合”的类型。她的路线几乎无法复制。

　　去年6月11日零点，北京大学的数十名同学聚集在校园里，欢迎26岁的小寿星桑兰。身穿红色上衣的主角依然坐在轮椅上，北大滑轮社的同学举着17根蜡烛绕着她滑行。17根蜡烛，意味着桑兰在17岁那年受了伤，又在17岁那年开始了新生活。

　　1998年7月，美国第四届世界友好运动会，桑兰遇到了一生中最不美好的事。在为自己的优势项目跳马热身时，桑兰受到一名外国教练的无心干扰，恍惚中头部落地。从此之后，她再也无法依靠自己的双脚站立起来。

　　媒体的广为报道让她成了全世界的宝贝。《泰坦尼克号》的主角莱昂纳多·迪卡普里奥、主唱席琳·狄翁亲自前往医院探望。而在此后更长的一段时间里，桑兰都是一切励志故事中，最该出现的那个人。

　　即使能在悉尼和雅典拿到奥运会的体操金牌，桑兰的曝光率也无法赶上1998年的夏天。但她已经与体操无关了，下面的路怎么走?她的运动生涯落到了最低点，但她本人却被媒体举到了最高点。方法只有一个，不断曝光。既为了生存，也为了大家想要看到并且已经设定好的故事。

　　她开始以坐姿在各种各样的活动中亮相，轮椅成为她的'符号。几乎没有一个有关奥运的活动，会忘记桑兰。她进入了北大新闻传播系，她与星空卫视签约，成为一档访谈节目的主持人，节目名就叫《桑兰2008》。

　　以今天桑兰在娱乐圈的成就，我们不知道，但绝对可以想见轮椅上的她做出了多大的努力。“很多事，你觉得目标很遥远，可你努力做了，回过头来会发现，自己已经迈出了很大的一步。奇迹，或许就是这样产生的吧。”她对得起励志故事的主角角色，哪怕是在从体育界进入娱乐界以后。

　　英语原文故事阅读 7

　　Cat and kitten together in the river fishing. A dragonfly flying. Kitty see, aside Diaoyugan on Quzhuo dragonflies. Dragonflies flying away, kitten not Zhuozhao, fled back to the river. Kitten, one sees a cat catching a big fish. A moth flying. Kitty see, aside Diaoyugan and Quzhuo Butterfly. Butterfly flying away, kitten entered Zhuozhao, fled back to the river.

　　Kitten, one sees a cat and a big fish catch. Kitty said : "ones, I can also catch a fish longer?

　　"Cat was looking at the kitten, said :" Fishing on fishing, not so hearted.

　　On catching dragonflies, while catching butterflies, how to catch a fish?

　　"Kitty heard repeated, it wholeheartedly angling. Also flying dragonflies, butterflies and flying, kitten as not to see. Little one, the kitten also catch a big fish.

　　英语原文故事阅读 8

　　A little bird fly to south for the winter. It was very cold, almost frozen bird. Hence, fly to a large space, after a cow there, in a pile of cow dung upon the bird, frozen bird lying on the dunghill, feel very warm, gradually recovered, it is warm and comfortable lying, and soon began to sing songs, a passing wildcat hear voices, see, follow the voice, wildcats quickly found lying on the dunghill, bird, pull it out.The way of existence: not everyone to lead the dung upon your people are your enemy. Each of you is not from the dunghill lire people are your friends, and, when you lying on the dunghill, had better keep your mouth shut. 粪堆里的小鸟一只小鸟飞到南方去过冬。天很冷，小鸟几乎冻僵了。于是，飞到一大块空地上，一头牛经过那儿，拉了一堆牛粪在小鸟的身上，冻僵的小鸟躺在粪堆里，觉得很温暖，渐渐苏醒过来，它温暖而舒服的躺着，不久唱起歌来，一只路过的野猫听到声音，走过去看个究竟，循着声音，野猫很快发现了躺在粪堆里的小鸟，把它拽出来吃掉了。生存之道：不是每个往你身上拉大粪的人都是你的.敌人。也不是每个把你从粪堆里拉出来的人都是你的朋友，还有，当你躺在粪堆里时，最好把你的嘴闭上。

　　英语原文故事阅读 9

　　Jerry was the kind of guy you love to hate. He was always in a good mood and always had something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!"

　　He was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant. The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.

　　Seeing this really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, "I don‘t get it! You can‘t be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?" Jerry replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, Jerry, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood.‘ I choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life."

　　"Yeah, right, it‘s not that easy," I protested.

　　"Yes it is," Jerry said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It‘s your choice how you live life."

　　I reflected on what Jerry said. Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.

　　Several years later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gunpoint by three armed robbers. While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. Luckily, Jerry was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body.

　　I saw Jerry about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I‘d be twins. Wanna see my scars?"

　　I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place. "The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door," Jerry replied. "Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live, or I could choose to die. I chose to live.

　　"Weren‘t you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked. Jerry continued, "The paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the emergency room and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read, ‘He‘s a dead man. " I knew I needed to take action."

　　"What did you do?" I asked.

　　"Well, there was a big, burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Jerry. "She asked if I was allergic to anything. ‘Yes,‘ I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply.. I took a deep breath and yelled, ‘Bullets!‘ Over their laughter, I told them, ‘I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead."

　　Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything.

　　英语原文故事阅读 10

　　A man named Fu Xian was fond of reading books. Though proficient1 in literature and etiquette2, he was stubbornly adherent3 to outworn rules. Being impractical4 and dull, he looked just like an old pedant5.

　　One day, Fu Xian strolled on the street with measured strides and asked whomever he met: "Have you seen Wei San?"

　　Someone pointed6 to the direction and he walked on unhurriedly with measured strides. When he saw Wei San, he panted for a while, then said: "I just saw your wife doing needlework under a tree. She was tired and taking a nap. Your child was playing beside a well, only 3 to 5 chi away from it. It seemed to me that some accident might happen. As there is prudent7 reserve between men and women, it was not convenient for me to awaken8 your wife in person. Thats why I have come all the way here to tell you."

　　Upon hearing this, Wei San was panic-stricken and hurried home. When he got home, his wife was bending over the well, wailing9 bitterly for their son.

　　译文：

　　有个叫傅显的人喜欢读书。他对文章礼仪也很精通，只是性情迁腐迟钝，看上去就像个老学究。

　　一天，傅显踱着四方步上街，见人就问：“看见魏三了吗?”

　　有人给他指点方向，他就踱着方步走去。等见到魏三，他喘了几口气之后才说：“我刚才看见三嫂，她在树下做针线活儿，疲倦了，就在那儿打吨。您家的小孩儿，在水井旁边玩耍，离井口不过三五尺远，看上去好像要出事。因为男女有别，不便直接叫醒三嫂，所以特地跑来告诉你。”

　　魏三听了，惊恐万分，急忙跑回家去。等他赶到家，他的妻子已经趴在井口，在痛哭自己的.儿子了!

　　英语原文故事阅读 11

　　An old story goes that once there were four single men, leading very boring lives. None of them were married, or had lovers, or did anything exciting. They just sat around all day and played Mahjong.故事从四个过着单调生活的单身汉说起。他们没有人结婚，连女朋友都没有，日子过得无精打采，终日打麻将度过。

　　One day they played Mahjong from 11 in the morning until 11 at night. During the game, no matter who won, the winning card was always the "four columns" card (the card shows four independent, parallel columns in two lines). Even more of a coincidence, it was Nov 11, or 11/11. In order to commemorate the day, they nicknamed it Singles Day.有一天他们打麻将从早上11点打到了晚上11点。奇妙的是，不管谁赢，都赢在了“四条”上。更加巧合的是，这一天正是11月11号。为了纪念这一天，他们给它命名为“光棍节”。

　　Singles Day was first celebrated at various universities in Nanjing, capital city of Jiangsu Province during the 1990s. It got the name Singles Day because the date is comprised of four "ones". These college students have since graduated, and carried their university tradition into society. Singles Day is now a special day for all fashionable youths.光棍节最先在90年代的江苏南京各大高校兴起。之所以叫“光棍节”是因为这一天的'日子有四个光棍一样的“1”。大学生们毕业了，把这个传统带到了社会上，光棍节就成了时尚青年们的一个特殊节日。

　　The main way to celebrate Singles Day is to have dinner with your single friends, but its important that each person pay their own way to show their independence. People also hold "blind date" parties in an attempt to bid goodbye to their single lives.主流的庆祝方式就是和光棍朋友们一起搓一顿，而且一定要实行AA制。为了脱离单身，人们也会举办相亲会，介绍单身男女认识。

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