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茶花女英文读后感

2024/08/14读后感

倚栏轩整理的茶花女英文读后感(精选4篇),供大家参考,大家一起看看吧。

茶花女英文读后感 篇1

1、我不够富,不能像我希望的那样爱你;我也不够穷,不能像你希望的那样被你爱。让我们彼此忘却----你是忘却一个对你说来相当冷酷的姓名,我是忘却一种我供养不起的幸福。

2、当爱情成了生活中的一种习惯,再要想改变这种习惯而不同时损害生活中其他所有方面的联系,似乎是不可能的。

3、你以为我穷,低微,不漂亮,我就没有灵魂没有心吗?你想错了!我和你一样有灵魂,有一颗完整的心!要是上帝赐予我一点姿色和充足的财富,我会使你难以离开我就如同我现在难以离开你一样,我现在不是依据习俗、常规,甚至也不是通过血肉之躯同你说话,而是我的灵魂同你的灵魂在对话,就仿佛我们两人穿过坟墓,站在上帝脚下,彼此平等——本来就如此!

4、除了你的侮辱是你始终爱我的证据外,我似乎觉得你越是折磨我,等到你知道真相的那一天,我在你眼中也就会显得越加崇高。

5、是你教会我怎样去爱,而我应该教会你怎样去生活。

6、你想给我制造的痛苦只是你对我爱情的证明。

7、头脑是狭小的.,而他却隐藏着思想,眼睛只是一个小点,他却能环视辽阔的天地。

8、获取一颗没有被人攻击的经验的心,也就像夺取一座没有守卫的城池一样。

9、也许我活在你的心中,是最好的地方,在那里别人看不到我,没有人能鄙视我们的爱情。

10、我仅仅信奉一个原则:没有受到过“善”的教育的女子,上帝几乎总是向她们指出两条道路:一条通向痛苦,一条通向爱情。但这两条路走起来都十分艰难。那些女人在上面走得两脚流血,两手破裂,但她们同时在路旁的荆棘上留下了罪恶的外衣,赤条条地抵达旅途的尽头,在上帝面前赤身裸体,也不脸红。

11、我的心,不习惯幸福。也许,活在你心里更好,在你心里,世界就看不到我了。

12、我们一定是前世作孽过多,再不就是来生将享尽荣华,所以上帝才会使我们这一生历尽赎罪和磨练的煎熬。

13、这些女人生前考究的生活越是闹得满城风雨,她们死后

也就越是无声无息。她们就像某些星辰,陨落时和初升时一样黯淡无光。

14、我的心,不习惯幸福。

15、你是我唯一可以推诚相见的人,在你面前我可以自由思想,自由交谈。

16、你们同情见不到阳光的瞎子,同情听不到大自然声响的聋子,同情不能用声音来表达自己思想的哑巴;但是,在一种虚假的所谓廉耻的借口下,你们却不愿意同情这种心灵上的瞎子,灵魂上的聋子和良心上的哑巴。

17、我认为只有深刻地研究过人,才能创造出人物,如同只有认真地学习了一种语言才能讲它一样。

18、或许活在你的心中,是最好的地方,在那里别人是看不见的,那样就没有能鄙视我们的爱情了。

茶花女英文读后感 篇2

The Lady of the Camellias is a classic book that written by famous author called Alexandre Dumas. The story set in Paris. There are two main characters in this book, Marguerite Gautier and Armand Duval. Marguerite is a pretty and young courtesan, or kept woman.A courtesan cant have the true love. But she falls love with a young man, Armand. She tries to get away from her questionable past and lives with Armand forever. But when Armands father, Madame Duval knows that his son is falling love with a courtesan, he separates them. After Armand finds that his father lied him, he goes back to Paris, but Marguerite dies painfully and alone.

I really enjoy this when i was reading it. Marguerite taught me a lot. To love someone is just let him or her be happy.Marguerite throws out the lord who can repays her all debts and lives with Armand.But when Armands father reminds her that she is just a courtesan, she realized she cant be recognized in Armands family, she will stain Armands reputation. So she leaves him. Marguerites love is unselfish. Her self-sacrifice saved Armands reputation.

茶花女英文读后感 篇3

---Book Review: “Camille”

I read the Chinese version of “Camille” a few years ago. At that time I was deeply moved by the main character Marguerite Gautier. “Camille” or “The Lady of the Camellias” by Alexandre Dumas, fils, is the story of Marguerite Gautier, a young courtesan, or kept woman, in Paris in the mid 1800's, and how she falls in love with a young man, Armand Duval, and then tries to escape from her questionable past. Unfortunately, it comes back to haunt her and she ends up returning to that life and dies painfully and alone, but with the knowledge that she was a noble woman at heart. When I first began to read the book, I did not care for Marguerite or her attitude or lifestyle, but as I got further into the narrative, I realized that her saucy attitude was a front to cover the lonely woman that she really was. She felt used, abused and unloved, until the gentle Armand Duval came into her life and showed her that he loved her as a person and not for what she could do for him. It must have taken great courage for Marguerite to leave the life she had lived for so long, knowing all along that it was probably too good to be true and would not last indefinitely. And it also showed that Marguerite really loved Armand Duval for she could even change herself for him.

However, happiness didn’t last for long. When M. Duval, Armand's father, came to her, pleading for her to leave Armand to save both Armand's reputation and that of his younger innocent sister, Marguerite saw a way to become pure of heart, if not in body. She felt that it was her duty, because she loved Armand so much, to do this even though it meant giving up her own happiness and hurting Armand temporarily. She reluctantly returned to her former life, knowing that some day Armand would forgive her. Sadly, she died in debt and basically alone, except for her one female friend, Julie Duprat, who helped her during her illness. She had her journal sent to Armand after her death, explaining why she had made the choices she had. I think Dumas's last few lines about Marguerite being the exception, not the rule were quite true, and I also agreed with his view that while her lifestyle could not be condoned, we as a society assume that all of these type of women are cold and heartless, while this may not always be the case. A person can make the wrong choices in life when they are young, and try to redeem themselves, but sometimes past situations prevent them from changing their lives, even though they desperately wish to do so. This applies to both men and women in many different types of circumstances: involvement in crime; drug or alcohol abuse; gambling; prostitution; financial problems; poor marriage choices; etc. And this is the fact, which exists in the whole society.

As far as the other characters in the book, I think Marguerite was right in saying that no one truly cared about her, but only wanted something from her, the only exceptions being Armand and Julie Duprat. Of course, the Comte de G. and Comte de N. wanted her body and appearance. The Duke needed to “wake up and smell the coffee” and realize that she could never replace his dead daughter. If he truly cared, he could have helped her leave her lifestyle without “keeping” her himself. And lastly, Prudence was a blood-sucking leech who used Marguerite almost worse than the men. I also think she was jealous of the fact that Marguerite had so much more courage than herself and someone truly loved her.

茶花女英文读后感 篇4

---Book Review: “Camille”

I read the Chinese version of “Camille” a few years ago. At that time I was deeply moved by the main character Marguerite Gautier. “Camille” or “The Lady of the Camellias” by Alexandre Dumas, fils, is the story of Marguerite Gautier, a young courtesan, or kept woman, in Paris in the mid 1800s, and how she falls in love with a young man, Armand Duval, and then tries to escape from her questionable past. Unfortunately, it es back to haunt her and she ends up returning to that life and dies painfully and alone, but with the knowledge that she was a noble woman at heart. When I first began to read the book, I did not care for Marguerite or her attitude or lifestyle, but as I got further into the narrative, I realized that her saucy attitude was a front to cover the lonely woman that she really was. She felt used, abused and unloved, until the gentle Armand Duval came into her life and showed her that he loved her as a person and not for what she could do for him. It must have taken great co

urage for Marguerite to leave the life she had lived for so long, knowing all along that it was probably too good to be true and would not last indefinitely. And it also showed that Marguerite really loved Armand Duval for she could even change herself for him.

However, happiness didn’t last for long. When M. Duval, Armands father, came to her, pleading for her to leave Armand to save both Armands reputation and that of his younger innocent sister, Marguerite saw a way to bee pure of heart, if not in body. She felt that it was her duty, because she loved Armand so much, to do this even though it meant giving up her own happiness and hurting Armand temporarily. She reluctantly returned to her former life, knowing that some day Armand would forgive her. Sadly, she died in debt and basically alone, except for her one female friend, Julie Duprat, who helped her during her illness. She had her journal sent to Armand after her death, explaining why she had made the choices she had. I think Dumass last few lines about Marguerite being the exception, not the rule were quite true, and I also agreed with his view that while her lifestyle could not be condoned, we as a society assume that all of these type of women are cold and heartless, while this may not always be the case. A person can make the wrong choices in life when they are young, and try to redeem themselves, but sometimes past situations prevent them from changing their lives, even though they desperately wish to do so. This applies to both men and women in many different types of circumstances: involvement in crime; drug or alcohol abuse; gambling; prostitution; financial problems; poor marriage choices; etc. And this is the fact, which exists in the whole society.

As far as the other characters in the book, I think Marguerite was right in saying that no one truly cared about her, but only wanted something from her, the only exceptions being Armand and Julie Duprat. Of course, the Comte de G. and Comte de N. wanted her body and appearance. The Duke needed to “wake up and smell the coffee” and realize that she could never replace his dead daughter. If he truly cared, he could have helped her leave her lifestyle without “keeping” her himself. And lastly, Prudence was a blood-sucking leech who used Marguerite almost worse than the men. I also think she was jealous of the fact that Marguerite had so much more courage than herself and someone truly loved her.

Last morning, when tiding my bookshelf, I took this book out of the shelf, and a dried flower flew away from the book. It was pale blue, very transparent, with thin fine veins. a dried flower flew away from the book. It was pale blue, very transparent, with thin fine veins. I held it against the morning light and blew on it. The soft breeze carried it away.Camille is just like the camellia, she could never escape from the destiny of withering. But it wasn’t her fault; it’s because of the evil of Capitalism and the hideousness of that society.

Suddenly, I remembered a saying: “Women are like the flowers”. Those pretty women are like those beautiful flowers; their delicate beauty makes people feel they are the miracle of life. However, even the God envies their beauty. It seems that beautiful women always have tragic endings. As we are normal persons, even we can see the hideousness of humanity that results in their fate of withering, we can at most ask quietly in our hearts: Where have those beautiful flowers gone? Where have they gone?