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远大前程英语读书笔记

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《远大前程》又译《孤星血泪》,是英国作家查尔斯·狄更斯晚年写成的长篇小说。以下是小编搜索整理的《远大前程》的英语读书笔记,欢迎阅读!

远大前程英语读书笔记1

“Great expectations” is one of Dicken’s most maturest works. After Dicken had experienced large part of meaningful life,he had a deeper cognition for people,environment,as well as the life which he had gone through. And all the mature cognitions are included in this writing---Great expectations.

Pip was brought up by his sister who was unpleasant as well as crude and her friendly blacksmith husband—Joe. Joe himself had arranged a common hard but satisfied path for Pip to go through,and on the other hand,Pip beheld this as his highest goal to achieve.

But the two things which he had experienced later had changed his pursue and his fate as well. Met Abel Magwith(an escaped convict) in the swamp,and unwillingly helped him out of danger by stealing food from his own home. If say that had changed his attitude for material life,then,his introduction to Miss Havisham,an aging woman who had been jilted at the alter and Estella who had been brought up by Havisham only to revenge for her own pain had brought vast shock for his world of spirit.

Aspiring to be a gentleman despite his humble born,Pip fortunately or unfortunately received a fund of wealth from an unknown source and being sent to London with a lawyer. From then on,he became a gentleman without question at the price of losing everything.

The title of this book is ‘Great expectations” which make an impression on us that the character would have great expectations just as the title goes. But in fact this title has a tone of sarcastic on the other way around.

This story full of quirkiness from the very beginning to the end,the relations among characters are anfractuous as well which actually attracted me a lot.

One of the paragraphs,which I appreciate most implicatively as well as beautifully expresses the feeling between Pip and Estella.

“We are friends,” said I,rising and bending over her,as she rose from the bench.

‘And will continue friends apart.” Said Estella.

I took his hand in mine,and we went out of the ruined place; and,as the morning mists had risen long ago when I first let the forge,so,the evening mists were rising now,and in all the broad expanse of tranquil light they showed to me,I saw no shadow of another parting from her.

At the view of language,this works had achieved a step o f highest,Dicken had made this writing plain and fluent as well,which surely can attract lots of readers and high comments.

To be frank,I really impressed by this art of beauty. So I like Dicken’s works very much.

远大前程英语读书笔记2

In this summer holidays,I read a book called < Great Expectations>,it was written by Charles Dickens,one of the most famous English writers. He wrote lots of wonderful novels. This book is one of his compositions.

People always like to compare with their friends. It is a big foible of all the people. If other people have a lot of money,we also want to be rich. If all the people around us are poor,we never mind that we are very poor,too. we will not ashamed because of our folly. This is a social problem.

If we never possess anything,we will not mind we lost some thing. Since we don’t want to be very rich,we will not feel despond because poor.

The protagonist of this novel is Pip (Handel). His parents died when he was a baby. His sister had brought him up ‘by hand’. His sister married to Joe Gargery,the village blacksmith. They didn’t have much money,and Pip never went to school to study. But he was often very happy .Because all of his friends are like him. It isn’t very unfortunate to them,this is their lives. But by a chance,Pip helped a convict; he gave much food to him. Then he met Miss Havisham,a very strange old woman and she was very rich.

Four years later,Miss Havisham wants Pip to be removed from his home and educated as a gentleman who expects inherit a fortune when he grow up.

After hearing that . Pip started to despise his poor friends. He even feel ashamed because he live with the poor man . Pip’s ‘great expectations’ destroyed his life.

This novel told us that we cannot compare with others .Don’t feel envy at the others money. And if one day you be very rich,please don’t despise your poor friends.

远大前程英语读书笔记3

All that morning I was frightened that my sister would discover that I had stolen from her,but luckily she was so busy cleaning the house,and roasting the chickens for our Christmas lunch that she did not notice that I had been out,or that any food was missing.At half-past one our two guests arrived.Mr Wopsle had a large nose and a shining,bald forehead,and was the church clerk.Mr Pumblechook, who had a shop in the nearest town,was a fat,middle-aged man witn a mouth like a fish,and staring eyes.He was really Joe's uncle but it was Mrs Joe who called him uncle.Every Christmas Day he arrived with two bottles of wine,handing them proudly to my sister.

‘Oh Uncle Pumblechook!This is kind!’she always replied.

‘It's no more than you deserve,’was the answer every time.

Sitting at table with these guests I would have felt uncomfortable even if I hadn't robbed my sister.Not only was Pumblechook's elbow in my eye,but I wasn't allowed to speak,and they gave me the worst pieces of meat.Even the chickens must have been ashamed of those parts of their bodies when they were alive.And worse than that,the adults never left me in peace.

‘Before we eat,let us thank God for the food in front of us,’said Mr Wopsle,in the deep voice he used in church.

‘Do you hear that?’whispered my sister to me.‘Be grateful!’

‘Especially,’said Mr Pumblechook firmly,‘be grateful,boy,to those who brought you up by hand.’

‘Why are the young never grateful?’wondered Mr Wopsle sadly.

‘Their characters are naturally bad,’answered Mr Pumblechook,and all three looked unpleasantly at me.

When there were guests,Joe's position was even lower than usual(if that was possible),but he always tried to help me if he could.Sometimes he comforted me by giving me extra gravy.He did that now.

‘Just imagine,boy,’said Mr Pumblechook,‘if your sister hadn't brought you up—’

‘You listen to this,’said my sister to me crossly.

‘If,as I say,she hadn't spent her life looking after you,where would you be now?’

Joe offered me more gravy.

‘He was a lot of trouble to you,madam,’Mr Wopsle said sympathetically to my sister.

‘Trouble?’she cried.‘Trouble?’And then she started on a list of all my illnesses,accidents and crimes,while everybody except Joe looked at me with disgust.Joe added more gravy to the meat swimming on my plate,and I wanted to pull Mr Wopsle's nose.

In the end Mrs Joe stopped for breath,and said to Mr Pumblechook,‘Have a little brandy,uncle.There is a bottle al-ready open.’

It had happened at last!Now she would discover I had stolen some brandy,and put water in the bottle.Mr Pumblechook held his glass up to the light,smiled importantly at it and drank it.When,immediately afterwards,he jumped up and began to rush round the room in a strange wild dance,we all stared at him in great surprise.Was he mad?I wondered if I had murdered him,but if so,how?At last he threw himself gasping into a chair,crying ‘Medicine!’Then I understood.Instead of filling up the brandy bottle with water,I had put Mrs Joe's strongest and most unpleasant medicine in by mistake.That was what the big brown bottle contained.

‘But how could my medicine get into a brandy bottle?’asked my sister.Fortunately she had no time to find the answer,as Mr Pumblechook was calling for a hot rum to remove the taste of the medicine.‘And now,’she said,when the fat man was calmer,‘you must all try Uncle Pumblechook's pre-sent to us!A really delicious meat pie!’

‘That's right,Mrs Joe!’said Mr Pumblechook,looking more cheerful now.‘ Bring in the pie!’

‘You shall have some,Pip,’said Joe kindly.

I knew what would happen next.I could not sit there any longer.I jumped down from the table,and ran out of the room.

But at the front door I ran straight into a group of soldiers.Mrs Joe was saying as she came out of the kitchen,‘The pie-has-gone!’but stopped when she saw the soldiers.

‘Excuse me,ladies and gentlemen,’said the officer in charge.‘I'm here in the King's name,and I want the black-smith.’

‘And why do you want him?’said my sister crossly.

‘Madam,’replied the officer Politely,‘speaking for myself,I'd like the pleasure of meeting his fine wife.Speaking for the King,I'd like him to repair these handcuffs.’

‘Ah,very good,very good!’ said Mr Pumblechook,clap-ping.

The soldiers waited in the kitchen while Joe lit the forge fire and started work.I began to feel better now that everyone had forgotten the missing pie.

‘How far are we from the marshes?’asked the officer.

‘About a mile,’replied Mrs Joe.

‘ That's good.We'll catch them before it's dark.’

‘ Convicts,officer?’asked Mr Wopsle.

‘Yes,two escaped convicts out on the marshes.Has anyone here seen them?’

The others all shook their heads.Nobody asked me.When the handcuffs were ready,Joe suggested we should go with the soldiers,and as Mrs Joe was curious to know what happened,she agreed.So Joe,Mr wopsle and I walked behind the men through the village and out on to the marshes.

‘ I hope we don't find those poor men,Joe,’I whispered.

‘ I hope not either,Pip,’he whispered back.It was cold,with an east wind blowing from the sea,and it was getting dark.

Suddenly we all stopped.We heard shouts in the distance.

‘This way!Run!’the officer ordered,and we all rushed in that direction.The shouts became clearer.‘ Murder!’\\‘Escaped convict!’\\‘Help!’At last we discovered two men fighting each other.One was my convict,and the other was the man who had run away when I had seen him near the shelter.Somehow the soldiers held the men apart and put the hand-cuffs on them.

‘Here he is,I'm holding him for you!’shouted my convict.

‘Officer,he tried to murder me!’cried the other man.His face was bleeding and he was clearly very frightened.

‘ Murder him!No,’said the first,‘ that would be too easy.I want him to suffer more,back on the prison-ship.He's lying,as he did at our trial!You can't trust Compeyson!’

Just then he noticed me for the first time.I shook my head at him,to show that I had not wanted the soldiers to find him.He stared at me,but I did not know if he understood or not.

The prisoners were taken to the riverside,where a boat was waiting to take them on to the prison-ship.Just as he was about to leave,my convict said,‘Officer,after my escape,I stole some food,from the blacksmith's house.Bread,cheese,brandy and a meat pie.I'm sorry I ate your pie,blacksmith.’

‘I'm glad you did,’replied Joe kindly.‘ We don't know why you're a convict,but we wouldn't want you to die of hunger.’

The man rubbed his eyes with the back of his dirty hand.We watched the small boat carry him out to the middle of the river,where the great black prison-ship stood high out of the water,held by its rusty chains.He disappeared into the ship,and I thought that was the last I had seen of him.


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