春天英语朗读范文初一(推荐4篇)

春天英语朗读范文初一 第1篇

A Light exists in Spring

Not present on the Year

At any other period -

When March is scarcely here

A Color stands abroad

On Solitary Fields

That Science cannot overtake

But Human Nature feels.

It waits upon the Lawn,

It shows the furthest Tree

Upon the furthest Slope you know

It almost speaks to you.

Then as Horizons step

Or Noons report away

Without the Formula of sound

It passes and we stay -

A quality of loss

Affecting our Content

As Trade had suddenly encroached

Upon a Sacrament.

南乡子 苏轼

Song of Southern Country

怅望送春怀。

Wine cup in hand, I see spring off in vain

渐老逢春能几回。

How many times can I, grown old, see spring again?

花满楚城愁远别，

The town in bloom, I’m grieved to be far, far away.

伤怀。

Can I be gay?

何况清丝急管催。

The pipes and strings do hasten spring not to delay.

吟断望乡台。

I croon and gaze from Homesick Terrace high;

万里归心独上来。

ing for miles and miles, alone I mount and sigh,

景物登临闲始见，

Things can be best enjoyed in a leisurely way;

徘徊。

For long I stay,

一寸相思一寸灰。

And inch by inch my heart burns into ashes grey.

Winter has gone，and spring is coming on .

Watching the ice melting，I know the whole earth is being rejuvenated from the winter. A variety of flowers come out to show their beauty and bring us fragrance .It is a feast for our eyes and souls. The yellow grass suddenly turn young leaves grow on the swallows fly back home with the greeting of spring .

Everything is coming to the warm sunshine，enjoying the beautiful scenery，listening to the wonderful music，drinking the new tea，my mood is perfect and I have nothing else to desire. Spring is the most fantastic season in the year .It means so much to the other three seasons.

What’s my favourite season? Let me tell favourite season is spring. Spring is a lovely season, I think. There is a garden behind my house. In spring, the trees become green and the flowers give off fragrance(芳香). There are many butterflies and bees over the flowers. The butterflies are dancing and the bees are singing. Sometimes it rains. It usually rains quietly. The rain moistens(滋润) the trees and the flowers. I think they may say, “We’re very thirsty. The rain is very good. It can help us.” What a beautiful scene! Don’t you think so? And what about your favourite season,could you tell me?

There are four seasons in a year. Which do you think is the best? Do you want to know what I think? I think spring is the best season. Why? Let me tell you.

In spring, the days get warmer and warmer, the sky is blue, the air is clean, the trees and grass turn green, and all kinds of flowers are beautiful. There are so many beautiful things.

In spring, I can store my winter's clothes in the bag under my bed and put on the sweater or other spring's clothes. They're colorful and trendy. I can do enough outdoor activities, like flying kites.

In spring, I like going out for a walk when it rains. I think it's a wonderful thing. The rain washes away the drought of winter and brings in nice and wet air.

Spring is the most beautiful and the most wonderful season. I love everything that the spring brings. When you finish reading this passage, I hope you will love spring, too.

好事近 秦观

Song of Good Event

春路雨添花，

The spring rain hastens roadside flowers to grow;

花动一山春色。

They undulate and fill mountains with spring.

行到小溪深处，

Deep, deep along the stream I go,

有黄鹂千百。

And hear hundreds of orioles sing.

飞云当面化龙蛇，

Flying cloud in face turns to dragon or snake.

天矫转空碧。

And swiftly melts in azure sky.

醉卧古藤阴下，

Lying drunk ‘neath old vines, I can’t make

了不知南北。

Out if it’s north or south by and by.

Bathed in sunshine and fresh rain, watching the growth of life is thriving, my poetry began to radiation spring fragrance.

impossible to describe, an angry sprouting seeds, in the spring come, I seem to have seen the flowers when the jingling sound. Children chasing Feia fly a kite, but was led Zheng Butuo line. Lake in elegant wicker, the stopped singing and waving off the butterfly, so that the vision of a beautiful purify the soul. Tit Zuiguo the children's laughter surging all day, and to the backbone.

春天英语朗读范文初一 第2篇

Beautiful Spring

Beautiful spring is here.

The winter is gone.

But the birds are back.

The snow is gone.

But the flowers are back.

Old coats are gone.

But new ones are here.

Spring is a beautiful time.

美丽的.春天

美丽的春天来了。

冬天走了。

但是鸟儿回来了。

雪花走了。

但是花儿回来了。

旧衣服走了。

但是新衣服来了。

春天是美丽的时间。

春天英语朗读范文初一 第3篇

From you have I been absent in the spring,

When proud-pied April,dressed in all his trim,

Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,

That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him,

Yet nor the lays of birds,nor the sweet smell

Of different flowers in odor and in hue,

Could make me any summer’s story tell,

Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew.

Nor did I wonder at the lily’s white,

Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose;

They were but sweet,but figures of delight,

Drawn after you,you pattern of all those.

Yet seemed it winter still,and,you away,

As with your shadow I with these did play.

春天英语朗读范文初一 第4篇

Spring, the sweet spring, is the year’s pleasant king;

Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,

Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing,

Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

The palm and may make country houses gay,

Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day,

And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay,

Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

The fields breathe sweet, the daisies kiss our feet,

Young lovers meet, old wives a sunning sit,

In every street these tunes our ears do greet,

Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

Spring! The sweet Spring!

拓展：

不一样的春天

Springs are not always the same. In some years, April bursts upon Virginia hills in one prodigious leap – and all the stage is filled at once, whole choruses of tulips, arabesques of forsythia, cadenzas of flowering plum. The trees grow leaves overnight.

In other years, spring tiptoes in. It pauses, overcome by shyness, like my grandchild at the door, peeping in, ducking out of sight, giggling in the hallway. _I know you're out there,_ I cry. _Come in!_ And April slips into our arms.

The dogwood bud, pale green, is inlaid with russet markings. Within the perfect cup a score of clustered seeds are nestled. One examines the bud in awe: Where were those seeds a month ago? The apples display their milliner's scraps of ivory silk, rose-tinged. All the sleeping things wake up – primrose, baby iris, blue phlox. The earth warms – you can smell it, feel it, crumble April in your hands.

Look to the rue anemone, if you will, or the pea patch, or to the stubborn weed that thrusts its shoulders through a city street. This is how it was, is now, and ever shall be, the world without end. In the serene certainty of spring recurring, who can fear the distant fall?

春不总是千篇一律的。有时候，四月一个健步就跃上了弗吉尼亚的小山丘。顿时，整个舞台活跃起来：郁金香们引吭高歌，连翘花翩翩起舞，梅花表演起了独奏。树木也在一夜之间披上了新绿。

有时候，春又悄然来临。它欲前又止，羞涩腼腆，就像我的小孙女，倚在门口，偷偷往里瞅，又一下子跑开了，不见踪影，从门厅传出她咯咯的笑声。我喊一声：“我知道你在那儿，进来吧!”于是四月便倏地一下飞进我们怀中。

山茱蓃的花骨朵儿嫩绿嫩绿的，镶着赤褐色的花边。在那漂亮的花萼里，竟稳稳地簇拥着十几颗小种子。我们不禁要惊羡地问一句：一个月前这些种子还在哪儿呢?苹果树则像卖帽人，向人们展示他帽子上那一片片微带点玫瑰红地乳白色丝缎。所有熟睡的都醒了——樱草花、小蝴蝶花、蓝夹竹桃。大地也暖和起来了——你可以闻到四月的气息，感觉到它那股馨香，把它捧在手中赏玩。

去看看白头翁花，如果你愿意，再去看看豌豆畦，或是那倔强地手臂伸过城市街道的野花。它们从前是这样，现在是这样，将来还会是这样，这是个永不停息的世界。当我们发现，春已切切实实地回来了，在恬静之中，谁还会害怕遥远的秋天呢?