第1篇英语美文
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Return to Paradise Lisa gazed out over the Caribbean Sea, feeling the faint breeze against her face— eyes shut, the white sand warm between her bare toes. The place was beautiful beyond belief, but it was still unable to ease the grief she felt as she remembered the last time she had been here. She had married James right here on this spot three years ago to the day. Dressed in a simple white shift dress, miniature white roses attempting to tame her long dark curls, Lisa had been happier than she had ever thought possible. James was even less formal but utterly irresistible in creased summer trousers and a loose white cotton shirt. His dark hair slightly ruffled and his eyes full of adoration as he looked at his bride-to-be. The justice of the peace had read their vows as they held hands and laughed at the sheer joy of being young, in love and staying in a five star resort on the Caribbean island of the Dominican Republic. They had seen the years blissfully stretching ahead of them, together forever. They planned their children, two she said, he said four, so they compromised on three (two girls and a boy of course)；where they would live, the travelling they would do together—it was all certain, so they had thought then. But that seemed such a long time ago now. A lot can change in just a few years—a lot of heartache can change a person and drive a wedge through the strongest ties, break even the deepest love. Three years to the day and they had returned, though this time not for the beachside marriages the island was famous for but for one of its equally popular quickie divorces. Lisa let out a sigh that was filled with pain and regret. What could she do but move on, find a new life and new dreams?—the old one was beyond repair. How could this beautiful place, with its lush green coastline, eternity of azure blue sea and endless sands be a place for the agony she felt now? The man stood watching from the edge of the palm trees. He couldn’t take his eyes off the dark-haired woman he saw standing at the water's edge, gazing out to sea as though she was waiting for something—or someone. She was beautiful, with her slim figure dressed in a loose flowing cotton dress, her crazy hair and bright blue eyes not far off the colour of the sea itself. It wasn't her looks that attracted him though ； he came across many beautiful women in his work as a freelance photographer. It was her loneliness and intensity that lured him. Even at some distance he was aware that she was different from any other woman he could meet. Lisa sensed the man approaching even before she turned around. She had been aware of him standing there staring at her and had felt strangely calm about being observed, She looked at him and felt the instant spark of connection she had only experienced once before. He walked slowly towards her and they held each other's gaze. It felt like meeting a long lost friend—not a stranger on a strange beach. Later, sitting at one of the many bars on the resort, sipping the local cocktails they began to talk. First pleasantries, their hotels, the quality of the food and friendliness of the locals. Their conversation was strangely hesitant considering the naturalness and confidence of their earlier meeting. Onlookers, however, would have detected the subtle flirtation as they mirrored each other's actions and spoke directly into each other's eyes. Only later, after the alcohol had had its loosening effect, did the conversation deepen. They talked of why they were here and finally, against her judgment, Lisa opened up about her heartache of the past year and how events had led her back to the place where she had married the only man she believed she could ever love. She told him of things that had been locked deep inside her, able to tell no one. She told him how she had felt after she had lost her baby. She was six months pregnant and the happiest she had ever been when the pains had started. She was staying with her mother as James was working out of town. He hadn’t made it back in time. The doctor had said it was just one of those things, that they could try again. But how could she when she couldn't even look James in the eye? She hated him then, for not being there, for not hurting as much as her but most of all for looking so much like the tiny baby boy that she held for just three hours before they took him away. All through the following months she had withdrawn from her husband, family, friends. Not wanting to recover from the pain she felt—that would have been a betrayal of her son. At the funeral she had refused to stand next to her husband and the next day she had left him. Looking up, Lisa could see her pain reflected in the man's eyes. For the first time in months she didn't feel alone, she felt the unbearable burden begin to lift from her, only a bit but it was a start. She began to believe that maybe she had a future after all and maybe it could be with this man, with his kind hazel eyes, wet with their shared tears. They had come here to dissolve their marriage but maybe there was hope. Lisa stood up and took James by the hand and led him away from the bar towards the beach where they had made their vows to each other three years ago. Tomorrow she would cancel the divorce； tonight they would work on renewing their promises. 重返伊甸园 丽萨举目凝望加勒比海，沐浴着迎面而来的柔和海风。她闭起眼睛，静静地感受趾间白沙的温暖。这里美得令人难以置信。尽管如此，回忆起上次来此的情景，她仍感到难以平复的悲伤。 三年前的今天，她正在此地同詹姆斯完婚。当时，她穿着一件款式简洁的白色宽松直筒连衣裙，长长的黑色卷发间扎着一朵朵白色的小玫瑰。那种幸福，做梦都没有想过。詹姆斯当时的穿戴更为随意。不过，即使他的夏装裤满是褶皱，上身穿的白棉衬衣松松垮垮，但他看上去仍那么富有吸引力，令人无法抗拒。他的黑发有点凌乱，充满爱慕地看着眼前的准新娘。当地的治安官宣读了双方的誓约，两人手牵着手，为自己的年轻、爱情而欢呼雀跃，为自己能够住在多米尼加共和国加勒比岛上的五星级度假胜地而开怀大笑。他们仿佛看到以后的幸福岁月，看到他们相携相伴，直到永远;他们还讨论了今后要几个孩子，她说要两个，而他想要四个，因此两人互相妥协，决定要三个（当然是两个女孩儿和一个男孩儿）；他们商议着以后要住在哪儿,以及一起去哪里旅行——这一切似乎都是注定的事，他们那时也都在打算。 然而现在看来，那一切好像是很久以前的事了。短短几年，很多事都可能改变——过多的心痛可以使一个人转变，攻破最坚强的情感，甚至可以摧毁最深厚的爱。到今天为止已经 整整三年了，他们再次来到这里。可这次他们并不是为了海滩婚礼而来，而是为了离婚人们举行海滩婚礼或婚后不久离婚都到这里，小岛因此而出名。 丽萨叹了口气，饱含痛苦和遗憾。她又能做些什么？是不是只能继续前进，寻找新的生活和梦想？毕竟往日已无可挽回。这个地方多美！海岸线上草木繁茂，湛蓝色的海水无穷无尽，柔软的细沙一望无际。然而，这里却怎么这样令她伤心！ 男人站在棕榈林边凝视着，根本无法把视线从她身上挪开。这个黑发女子站在水边，凝望海面，好像在等待着什么——抑或什么人。她很漂亮，松垂的棉裙勾勒出苗条身材，头发散乱着，明亮的蓝眼睛透着大海一样的湛蓝色。然而，吸引他的并不是对方的美貌——作为一个自由摄影师，在工作中他遇到过许许多多的漂亮女人—— 吸引他的是她那种强烈的孤寂感。即使离她有一段距离，也能察觉到她不同于自己认识的其他女人。， 本文来源：https://www.wddqw.com/doc/57a38550332b3169a45177232f60ddccda38e6d4.html