人生有四季英语句子

【第1句】： 人生有四季英语作文

Human Life a Poem I think that,from a biological standpoint, human life almost reads like a poem. It has itsown rhythm and beat, its internal cycles of growth and decay. It begins with innocentchildhood, followed by awkward adolescence trying awkwardly to adapt itself to maturesociety, with its young passions and follies, its ideals and ambitions; then itreaches a manhood of intense activities, profiting from experience and learningmore about society and human nature; at middle age, there is a slight easing oftension, a mellowing of character like the ripening of fruit or the mellowing ofgood wine, and the gradual acquiring of a more tolerant, more cynical and atthe same time a kindlier view of life; then In the sunset of our life, theendocrine glands decrease their activity, and if we have a true philosophy ofold age and have ordered our life pattern according to it, it is for us the ageof peace and security and leisure and contentment; finally, life flickers out andone goes into eternal sleep, never to wake up again. One should beable to sense the beauty of this rhythm of life, to appreciate, as we do ingrand symphonies, its main theme, its strains of conflict and the final resolution.The movements of these cycles are very much the same in a normal life, but the music must be provided by theindividual himself. In some souls, the discordant note becomes harsher andharsher and finally overwhelms or submerges the main melody. Sometimes the discordantnote gains so much power that the music can no longer go on, and the individualshoots himself with a pistol or jump into a river. But that is because hisoriginal leitmotif has been hopelessly over-showed through the lack of a good self-education.Otherwise the normal human life runs to its normal end in kind of dignified movement and procession.There are sometimes in many of us too many staccatos or impetuosos, andbecause the tempo is wrong, the music is not pleasing to the ear; we might havemore of the grand rhythm and majestic tempo o the Ganges, flowing slowly andeternally into the sea. No one can say thatlife with childhood, manhood and old age is not a beautiful arrangement; theday has its morning, noon and sunset, and the year has its seasons, and it is goodthat it is so. There is no good or bad in life, except what is good accordingto its own season. And if we take this biological view of life and try to liveaccording to the seasons, no one but a conceited fool or an impossible idealistcan deny that human life can be lived like a poem. Shakespeare has expressedthis idea more graphically in his passage about the seven stages of life, and agood many Chinese writers have said about the same thing. It is curious thatShakespeare was never very religious, or very much concerned with religion. Ithink this was his greatness; he took human life largely as it was, andintruded himself as little upon the general scheme of things as he did upon thecharacters of his plays. Shakespeare was like Nature itself, and that is thegreatest compliment we can pay to a writer or thinker. He merely lived,observed life and went away. 人生如诗 我以为，从生物学角度看，人的一生恰如诗歌。

人生自有其韵律和节奏，自有内在的生成与衰亡。人生始于无邪的童年，经过少年的青涩，带着激情与无知，理想与雄心，笨拙而努力地走向成熟；后来人到壮年，经历渐广，阅人渐多，涉世渐深，收益也渐大；及至中年，人生的紧张得以舒缓，人的性格日渐成熟，如芳馥之果实，如醇美之佳酿，更具容忍之心，处世虽更悲观，但对人生的态度趋于和善；再后来就是人生迟暮，内分泌系统活动减少，若此时吾辈已经悟得老年真谛，并据此安排残年，那生活将和平，宁静，安详而知足；终于，生命之烛摇曳而终熄灭，人开始永恒的长眠，不再醒来。

人们当学会感受生命韵律之美，像听交响乐一样，欣赏其主旋律、激昂的高潮和舒缓的尾声。这些反复的乐章对于我们的生命都大同小异，但个人的乐曲却要自己去谱写。

在某些人心中，不和谐音会越来越刺耳，最终竟然能掩盖主曲；有时不和谐音会积蓄巨大的能量，令乐曲不能继续，这时人们或举枪自杀或投河自尽。这是他最初的主题被无望地遮蔽，只因他缺少自我教育。

否则，常人将以体面的运动和进程走向既定的终点。在我们多数人胸中常常会有太多的断奏或强音，那是因为节奏错了，生命的乐曲因此而不再悦耳。

我们应该如恒河，学她气势恢弘而豪迈地缓缓流向大海。 人生有童年、少年和老年，谁也不能否认这是一种美好的安排，一天要有清晨、正午和日落，一年要有四季之分，如此才好。

人生本无好坏之分，只是各个季节有各自的好处。如若我们持此种生物学的观点，并循着季节去生活，除了狂妄自大的傻瓜和无可救药的理想主义者，谁能说人生不能像诗一般度过呢。

莎翁。

【第2句】： 人生有四季英语作文

Human Life a Poem I think that,from a biological standpoint, human life almost reads like a poem. It has itsown rhythm and beat, its internal cycles of growth and decay. It begins with innocentchildhood, followed by awkward adolescence trying awkwardly to adapt itself to maturesociety, with its young passions and follies, its ideals and ambitions; then itreaches a manhood of intense activities, profiting from experience and learningmore about society and human nature; at middle age, there is a slight easing oftension, a mellowing of character like the ripening of fruit or the mellowing ofgood wine, and the gradual acquiring of a more tolerant, more cynical and atthe same time a kindlier view of life; then In the sunset of our life, theendocrine glands decrease their activity, and if we have a true philosophy ofold age and have ordered our life pattern according to it, it is for us the ageof peace and security and leisure and contentment; finally, life flickers out andone goes into eternal sleep, never to wake up again. One should beable to sense the beauty of this rhythm of life, to appreciate, as we do ingrand symphonies, its main theme, its strains of conflict and the final resolution.The movements of these cycles are very much the same in a normal life, but the music must be provided by theindividual himself. In some souls, the discordant note becomes harsher andharsher and finally overwhelms or submerges the main melody. Sometimes the discordantnote gains so much power that the music can no longer go on, and the individualshoots himself with a pistol or jump into a river. But that is because hisoriginal leitmotif has been hopelessly over-showed through the lack of a good self-education.Otherwise the normal human life runs to its normal end in kind of dignified movement and procession.There are sometimes in many of us too many staccatos or impetuosos, andbecause the tempo is wrong, the music is not pleasing to the ear; we might havemore of the grand rhythm and majestic tempo o the Ganges, flowing slowly andeternally into the sea. No one can say thatlife with childhood, manhood and old age is not a beautiful arrangement; theday has its morning, noon and sunset, and the year has its seasons, and it is goodthat it is so. There is no good or bad in life, except what is good accordingto its own season. And if we take this biological view of life and try to liveaccording to the seasons, no one but a conceited fool or an impossible idealistcan deny that human life can be lived like a poem. Shakespeare has expressedthis idea more graphically in his passage about the seven stages of life, and agood many Chinese writers have said about the same thing. It is curious thatShakespeare was never very religious, or very much concerned with religion. Ithink this was his greatness; he took human life largely as it was, andintruded himself as little upon the general scheme of things as he did upon thecharacters of his plays. Shakespeare was like Nature itself, and that is thegreatest compliment we can pay to a writer or thinker. He merely lived,observed life and went away. 人生如诗 我以为，从生物学角度看，人的一生恰如诗歌。

人生自有其韵律和节奏，自有内在的生成与衰亡。人生始于无邪的童年，经过少年的青涩，带着激情与无知，理想与雄心，笨拙而努力地走向成熟；后来人到壮年，经历渐广，阅人渐多，涉世渐深，收益也渐大；及至中年，人生的紧张得以舒缓，人的性格日渐成熟，如芳馥之果实，如醇美之佳酿，更具容忍之心，处世虽更悲观，但对人生的态度趋于和善；再后来就是人生迟暮，内分泌系统活动减少，若此时吾辈已经悟得老年真谛，并据此安排残年，那生活将和平，宁静，安详而知足；终于，生命之烛摇曳而终熄灭，人开始永恒的长眠，不再醒来。

人们当学会感受生命韵律之美，像听交响乐一样，欣赏其主旋律、激昂的高潮和舒缓的尾声。这些反复的乐章对于我们的生命都大同小异，但个人的乐曲却要自己去谱写。

在某些人心中，不和谐音会越来越刺耳，最终竟然能掩盖主曲；有时不和谐音会积蓄巨大的能量，令乐曲不能继续，这时人们或举枪自杀或投河自尽。这是他最初的主题被无望地遮蔽，只因他缺少自我教育。

否则，常人将以体面的运动和进程走向既定的终点。在我们多数人胸中常常会有太多的断奏或强音，那是因为节奏错了，生命的乐曲因此而不再悦耳。

我们应该如恒河，学她气势恢弘而豪迈地缓缓流向大海。 人生有童年、少年和老年，谁也不能否认这是一种美好的安排，一天要有清晨、正午和日落，一年要有四季之分，如此才好。

人生本无好坏之分，只是各个季节有各自的好处。如若我们持此种生物学的观点，并循着季节去生活，除了狂妄自大的傻瓜和无可救药的理想主义者，谁能说人生不能像诗一般度过呢。

莎翁在。

【第3句】： 【四季人生作文】

风吹过春，是那绿色的思念；风吹过夏，荡起那蓝色的温暖；风吹过秋，唤起那金色的梦想；风吹过冬，美丽那粉色的妖娆……人生四季，让爱之风来灌溉，唤起你我心中的生活的水，温暖你我心中那冰清的寒心，伴着你我一起寻找那生活中的美好源泉……我感谢上帝，因为你赐我了一双眼，让我在生活中寻找美；我感谢上帝，因为你赐我了一双耳，让我来聆听人世间的真情；还感谢上帝，让我拥有了一双手，来尽情描绘着沧桑万物之美！感谢，让我拥有了生命，能生活在这个充满碍的世界咯，让我尽情触摸人世间的真、善、美……教会我怎样才能拥有一颗能装载爱与美的心。

——在生活中寻找美，在绝望中寻找希望！有人说，人生匆匆百年，都只是一个不断寻觅的过程。寻觅何物？我想，这便应该是生活中所完整的美吧。

诗人有诗情，词人有词韵，他们编织着一个又一个逝去了千百年的梦，让我们久久不能释怀。畅然，古人，陶渊明“采菊东篱下”之悠然美；王之涣“春风不度玉门关”之慨然美；更有李太白“疑是银河落九天”之自然美；亦有李后主“一江春水向东流”之畅然美……寻寻觅觅，我找到了美。

这些共同谱写成了生活中古朴、自然美的乐章，这难道不是心情的一种寄托与释怀么？梦回现在，路漫漫其修远兮。在人生的路途中，其实每一处都是风景，每一处都是美的“在线”，也需要我们拥有一颗懂得热爱生活的心。

眼睛，对于我们明眼之人来说是再也熟悉不过的了，而这点缀世界的五彩缤纷和美丽的镜头在人们眼中却已是那变得么平庸，如此淡漠！他们的眼睛又何常不只是之中方便，一种摆设呢？他们已经没有一颗懂得热爱生活的春心了。正如海伦·凯勒所说的“在明眼人的世上，视力这种天赋不过增添一点方便罢了，并没有赋予他们的生活更多的意义。”

我想，人们应该觉醒了……是啊，我们只会用我们身体去享受生活，而不会在灵魂深处告诉自己这世界有多么的美丽，生活是多么的美好，不能发现生活中真正的乐趣这怎能叫生活呢？人们的心灵已经麻木、呆滞了，那这样的生活，多人们来说又有什么意义呢？那么就从现在开始，朋友，热爱生活吧，你一定会发现更多非凡的乐趣与快乐！我们的民族拥有五千多年的历史，怎能让她成为一个精神衰颓的国家呢？生活之美是无处不在的哪怕是一句鼓励的话语，哪怕是一点温情关怀，哪怕是一个善意的微笑，更是有大自然的美好风光，动物们的奇丽炫语……小得以至与生活中的一点一滴，一颦一笑啊！世间万物、芸芸众生都是有美的啊！只看你是否拥有一颗热爱生活的赤子之心啊！看！和边的小树换上了绿衣裳；墙边又冒出了一簇簇鲜艳的小花；树上小鸟又开始了欢快的啼叫……被风吹过的四季是美丽的，被爱灌溉的人生是非凡的！相信吧，生活中的每一天每一秒都拥有乐趣，打开你尘封的心灵去寻找那平凡生活中的不凡之美吧！你的人生将更加精彩。

【第4句】： 描写春夏秋冬的英语句子5—8句

Spring

In spring,it's warm.

It's not cold,it's wet.

Plants grow and grow.

In spring, we can see trees, plants, birds, nests and flowers.

Summer

In summer, it's hot.

It's not cool,it's wet.

The sun shines and shines.

In summer, we can see shells, hats, ice-cream, and umbrellas.

Autumn

In autumn,it's cool.

It's not hot,it's dry.

The leaves fall and fall.

In autumn, we can see bicycles, leaves, slides, and kites.

Winter

In winter,it's cold.

It's not warm,it's dry.

The wind blows and blows.

In winter, we can see hats, coats, scarves and gloves.