本文格式為Word版，下載可任意編輯——初二年級英語春夜洛城聞笛

我，端起酒杯，逐漸地在房門外踱著腳步，一種“舉酒消愁愁更愁”的心思不邀而至。

I,takeupthewinecup,slowlypaceoutsidethedoor,akindof"drinkawayworrymoreworry"mindnotinvited.

我喝著酒，突然聽到一陣順耳的笛聲。我詫異、興奮，更感到無比的欣喜。聽著順耳入耳的笛聲，我的腦海中展現家鄉的一切事物。真的，這聲音多么像家鄉的樂士吹的聲音。他的臉，他的手，還有那只美麗的笛子。他坐在那里，不停地吹著吹著。大量人坐在那里，聽著那美好的樂聲，人們歡呼雀躍……

IwasdrinkingwhenIheardapleasantflute.Iwassurprised,excitedandevenmoredelighted.Listeningtothemelodiousflutesound,everythinginmyhometownappearsinmymind.Really,itsoundslikethemusicofmyhometown.Hisface,hishands,andthebeautifulflute.Hesatthere,blowingandblowing.Manypeoplesatthere,listeningtothebeautifulmusic,peoplecheered

我抬頭看看天上那輪明月，情不自禁地想起自己“一夜飛渡鏡湖月”的情景。于是，放下手上的酒杯，沿著洛陽城去聽笛聲。我走在路上，聽著笛聲，我不禁起疑思“著笛聲從何而至”？我看著城邊那些房屋，城里的那些鋪子大都關了門，石街上，很少有人行走，無意有一兩聲鳥叫。這感覺真是冷淡。逐漸地走了一圈，總有笛子的聲音。

Ilookedupatthebrightmoonintheskyandcouldn"thelpthinkingofmy"flyingacrossthemirrorlakemoonovernight".So,putdownthewinecupandgotolistentotheflutealongLuoyangCity.Iwalkontheroad,listeningtotheflutesound,Ican"thelpwondering"wheredoestheflutesoundcomefrom"?Iwatchedthehousesontheedgeofthecity.Mostoftheshopsinthecitywereclosed.Fewpeoplewalkedonthestonestreet.Occasionallytherewasabirdcallortwo.Itfeelssocold.Graduallywalkedacircle,thereisalwaysthesoundofflute.

我不解，不解，這聲音是從何而至呢？于是我又沿著原路返回，走在街上，無意吹來一陣涼風，有些冷。我逐漸地傾聽著。走了一會兒，笛聲突然停了一下，接著又吹了起來，哇！這聲音好熟。是《折楊柳曲》？()對，就是，我的心更加興奮。我猛地想起了自己家里門前那棵很大的柳樹。當春天一到，柳葉翠綠欲滴，一群群鳥兒棲息在柳樹上，嘰嘰喳喳地叫著。當我離家至京之時，親人、摯友們來到那棵柳樹下送我。我看到他們在哭，我想說什么，可怎么也說不出來。真有“會得離人無限意，千絲萬絮惹春風”的情景……我想起了自己的摯友——汪倫，情不自禁地吟著：“李白乘舟將欲行，忽聞岸上踏歌聲，桃花潭水深千尺，不及汪倫送我情?！?/p>

Idon"tunderstand,Iwonder,wheredoesthissoundcomefrom?SoIwentbackalongtheoriginalroad,walkinginthestreet,occasionallyblowingacoolwind,somecold.Ilistenedslowly.Afterwalkingforawhile,thesoundoftheflutesuddenlystopped,andthenitbegantoplayagain.WOW!Thesoundisfamiliar.Isitthesongofbreakingwillows?Yes,itis.Myheartismoreexcited.Isuddenlythinkofthebigwillowinfrontofmyhouse.Whenspringcomes,willowleavesaregreen,agroupofbirdsperchonwillowtrees,chirping.WhenIlefthometoBeijing,myrelativesandfriendscametoseemeoffunderthewillowtree.IsawthemcryingandIcouldn"tsaywhatIwantedtosay.It"struethatthereisasceneof"Iwillleaveyouforever,andIwillstirthespringbreezewiththousandsofthreads"Ithinkofmyfriend,WangLun,andcan"thelpchanting:"LiBaiisgoingtodoitinaboat.Suddenly,hehearsthesoundofsteppingonthebank.Thepeachblossompoolisathousandfeetdeep.It"snotasdeepasWangLun"ssendingmelove."

吟著這首詩，我想到了自己生活的孤獨，回憶起在家中生活的和暖；

想起了仕途生活的艱苦，回憶起在家中的那份快感；

想起了自己在異地舉目無親的慘境；

回憶起家鄉人民的熱心。我看到了家鄉人民的笑容，聽到了家鄉人民熱切的話語，更感受到了家鄉人民那一份愛。

Recitingthispoem,Ithinkofthelonelinessofmylife,thewarmthofmylifeathome,thedifficultiesofmyofficialcareer,thejoyofmylifeathome,themiseryofmyabsencefromrelativesinotherplaces,andtheenthusiasmofthepeopleinmyhometown.Isawthesmileofthepeopleinmyhometown,heardtheeagerwordsofthepeopleinmyhometown,andfelttheloveofthepeopleinmyhometown.

我持續走著，伴著那美好的笛聲，不知不覺，回到了自己那一座小屋中。端起那杯酒，猛飲兩口，來到桌旁，鋪開紙，快速地寫到：

Icontinuedtowalk,accompaniedbythebeautifulflute,unconsciously,backtotheirowncottage.Takethatglassofwine,taketwoswigs,cometothetable,spreadoutthepaper,andquicklywrite:

誰家玉笛暗飛聲，散入春風滿洛城。

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