I am urgently looking for four beautiful English articles

The first article: a grain of sand

a grain of sand

william blake/William Blake

to see a world in a grain of sand,

and a heaven in a wild fllower,

hold infinity in the palm of your hand,

and eternity in an hour. < /p>

See a world from a grain of sand,

See a paradise from a wild flower,

What is in your hand is infinity,

Eternity melts into an hour.

Part 2: love your life

Love life

henry david thoreau/ Henry David Thoreau

however mean your life is,meet it and live it ;do not shun it and call it hard names.it is not so bad as you are.it looks poorest when you are richest.the fault-finder will find faults in paradise.love your life ,poor as it is.you may perhaps have some pleasant,thrilling,glorious hours,even in a poor-house.the setting sun is reflected from the windows of the alms-house as brightly as from the rich man's abode;the snow melts before its door as early in the spring.i do not see but a quiet mind may live as contentedly there,and have as cheering thoughts,as in a palace.the town's poor seem to me often to live the most independent lives of any. may be they are simply great enough to receive without misgiving.most think that they are above being supported by the town;but it often happens that they are not above supporting themselves by dishonest means.which should be more disreputable.cultivate poverty like a garden herb,like sage.do not trouble yourself much to get new things,whether clothes or friends,turn the old,return to them.things do not change;we change.sell your clothes and keep your thoughts.

No matter how humble your life is, you have to face it and live it, don't avoid it, let alone curse it with bad words. It's not as bad as you are. When you are the richest, you appear to be the poorest. People who love to find shortcomings will find them even in heaven. You have to love your life despite its poverty. Even in a workhouse you have moments of joy, joy, and glory. The setting sun reflected on the windows of the almshouse was as bright as on the windows of a rich man's house; in front of the door, the snow melted in early spring. I only see that a calm person can live as contentedly and as full of happy thoughts there as in a palace. It seems to me that the poor in the towns tend to lead the most independent and unruly lives. Maybe because they are great, they deserve it.

Most people think that they are detached and do not rely on towns to support them; but in fact they often use unfair means to deal with life. They are not detached at all, but rather dishonorable. Treat poverty like a flower in the garden and cultivate it like a saint! Don't bother yourself with new tricks, whether it's new friends or new clothes. Find the old one and go back there. Nothing remains the same, we are the ones changing. You can sell your clothes, but keep your thoughts.

Part 3

The pure. the bright, the beautiful, all that is pure, brilliant, beautiful,

that stirred our hearts in youth, The impulses to wordless prayer that strongly shake our young hearts,

the dreams of love and truth; the dreams of love and truth; of love and truth;

the longing after something's lost, cherishing it after loss,

the spirit's yearning cry, making the soul cry out deeply,

the striving after better hopes-

these things can never die.

the timid hand stretched forth to aid shyly lend a helping hand,

a brother in his need, when your brother is in need,

a kindly word in grief's dark hour

That proves a friend indeed;

the plea for mercy softly breathed , softly begging for mercy,

when justice threatens nigh,

the sorrow of a contrite heart-

These things shall never die.

let nothing pass for every hand convey warmth in the world

must find some work to do; do your best;

lose not a chance to waken love- Don’t miss the opportunity to waken love-----

be firm, and just, and true; be firm, upright, and loyal;

so shall a light that cannot fade beam on thee from on high.

and angel voices say to thee---you will hear the voices of angels saying-----

these things shall never die.

Part 4

think it over... think about it...

Today we have higher buildings and wider highways, but shorter temperaments and narrower points of view;

Today we have taller buildings and wider roads, but our temperaments are more impatient and our vision is narrower;

we spend more, but enjoy less;

We consume more, but enjoy less;

we have bigger houses, but smaller famillies;

Our houses are bigger

We have more compromises, but less time;

we have more knowledge, but less judgment;

We have more knowledge, but less judgment;

we have more medicines,but less health;

We have more knowledge, but less judgment;

We have more medicines,but less health;

We have more medicines, but worse health;

we have multiplied out possessions, but reduced out values;

We have multiplied wealth , but its value has decreased;

we talk much, we love only a little, and we hate too much;

We talk much, we love only a little, and we hate too much; We hate more;

we reached the moon and came back, but we find it troublesome to cross our own street and meet our neighbors;

We can go to the moon and back, But it is difficult to take a step to get closer to our neighbors;

we have conquered the outer space, but not our inner space;

We can conquer outer space, but not our inner space; cannot touch our hearts;

we have higher income, but less morals;

Our income has increased, but our morals are less;

these are times with more liberty,but less joy;

Our times are more free, but we have less and less happy time;

we have much more food,but less nutrition;

We have more food, but less nutrition;

these are the days in which it takes two salaries for each home, but divorces increase;

Nowadays every family can have double income, but divorces are increasing;

these are times of finer houses,but more broken homes;

Nowadays, housing is getting better and better, but we also have more broken homes;

That's why i propose,th

at as of today;

That's why I say, let's start from today;

you do not keep anything for a special occasion.because every day that you live is a special occasion.

Don’t reserve your things for a special occasion, because every day of your life is so special;

search for knowledge, read more , sit on your porch and admire the view without paying attention to your needs;

Look for more knowledge, read more books, sit on your front porch and admire the view with admiration. The scenery, do not bring any utilitarian ideas;

spend more time with your family and friends, eat your favorite foods, visit the places you love;

Spend more time and Spend time with friends and family, eat the food you like, go where you want to go;

life is a chain of moments of enjoyment; not only about survival;

Life is A string of happy times; we don’t just survive to survive;

use your crystal goblets.do not save your best perfume,and use it every time you feel you want it.

Raise your crystal wine glass. Don’t be shy about sprinkling on your best perfume and enjoy it when you want!

remove from your vocabulary phrases like "one of these days" or "someday";

Remove from your vocabulary phrases like "one of these days" or "someday"; ";

let's write that letter we thought of writing "one of these days"!

The letter we thought of writing "one of these days"!

Let's write that letter "one day", let's do it today!

let's tell our families and friends how much we love them;

do not delay anything that adds laughter and joy to your life;

Don’t delay anything that can bring laughter and joy to your life;

Every day, every hour, and every minute is special;

Every day, every hour, every minute is so special;

and you don't know if it will be your last.

You There is no way of knowing if this is the last moment.

Part 5

the life i desired

The life I pursue

that must be the story of innumerable couples,and the pattern of lifeof life it offers has a homely grace.it reminds you of a placid rivulet,meandering smoohtly through green pastures and shaded by pleasant trees,till at last it falls into the vasty sea;but the sea is so calm,so silent ,so infifferent,that you are troubled suddenly by a vague uneasiness.perhaps it is only by a kink in my nature,strong in me even in those days,that i felt in such an existence,the share of the great majority,something amiss .i recognized its social value.i saw its ordered happiness,but a fever in my blood asked for a wilder course.there seemed to me something alarming in such easy delights.in my heart was desire to live more dangerously.i was not unprepared for jagged rocks and treacherous,shoals it i could only have change-change and the exicitement of unforeseen.

This must be a portrayal of the lives of countless couples in the world. This lifestyle gives people a kind of family beauty. It reminds people of a calm stream, meandering through green pastures, shaded by thick shade, and finally flowing into the vast sea; but the sea is too calm, too silent, too calm, and you will suddenly feel inexplicable uneasiness. Maybe this is just a weird idea of ??my own. At that time, this idea had a profound impact on me: I felt that like most people's lives, something seemed to be missing. I admit that this kind of life has social value, and I also see its orderly happiness, but the impulse in my blood longs for a more unruly journey. There seems to be something in this kind of comfort that makes me frightened and uneasy. My heart yearns for a more thrilling life. As long as there are changes in life - and unknown excitement, I am willing to set foot on the rugged cliffs and rush to the beaches full of reefs.

Article 6:

virtue

Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright! Sweet day, so cool, peaceful and bright!

the bridal of the earth and sky- the perfect match between heaven and earth-----

the dew shall weep thy fall to-night; tonight’s dew will be yours Pass away and shed tears;

for thou must die. Because you must leave.

Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave, beautiful rose, rosy and gorgeous,

bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, making those who pass by take a look,

thy root is ever in its grave,

and thou must die.

Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses,

a box where sweets compacted lie, like a fragrant tree overflowing box,

my music shows ye have your closes,

and all must die, everything must die.

Only a sweet and virtuous soul,

like season'd timber, never gives;

Like season'd timber, never gives;

but though the whole world turn to coal,

then chiefly lives.

Chapter 7:

the country maid and her milk can

The country maid and her milk can

a country maid was walking along with a can of milk upon her head,when she fell into the following train of reflections."the money for which i shall sell this milk will enable me to increase my stock of eggs to three hundred,these eggs,allowing for what may prove addle,and what may be destroyed by vermin,will produce at least two hundred and fifty chickens.the chickens will be fit to carry to market just at the time when poultry is always dear;so that by the new year i cannot fail of having money enough to purchase a new gown.green-let me consider-yes,green becomes my complexion best .and green it shall be, in this dress i will go to the fair,where all young fellows will strive to have me for a parter ;but no-i shall refuse every one of them, and with a disdainful toss turn from them."

transported with this idea, she could not forbear acting with her head the thought that passed in her mind, when down came the can of milk! and all her imaginary happiness vanished in a moment.

A village girl was walking on the road with a can of milk on her head. As she walked, a series of fantasies emerged in her mind: "After I sell this can of milk, I will use the money to buy eggs, so that the number of eggs I have can be increased to 300. Use these 300 eggs to hatch chicks." , even if there are some that are bad or infested with insects, at least 250 chicks can be hatched. When the chicks grow up, they will be sold at a good price; then in the New Year, I will have money to buy a new one. Evening wear. Get a green one - let me think about it - yes, green matches my skin tone best. I would wear this dress to the fair and all the young guys would be asking me to be their dancing partner; but no. ——I want to raise my head contemptuously, turn around and ignore them, and let them all hit a wall.

She was so carried away that she couldn't help but raise her head, and in an instant, the milk can fell. Come down! All the happiness she imagined was shattered.

Part 8:

the day is cold, and dark, and dreary;

it rains, and the wind is never weary;

the vine still clings to the moldering wall,

but at every gust the dead leaves fall,

and the day is dark and dreary.

my life is cold and dark and dreary;

it rains and the wind is never weary;

my though still clinging to the moldering past,

but the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,

and the days are dark and dreary.

be still,sad heart!and cease repining;