以下是小編整理的情感類英語美文欣賞： 饑餓，希望對你有所感觸。

　　Hunger

　　饑餓

　　[1]Believe it or not, I've been starving for four dayson end.

　　[2] At first, I ate nothing but four baked cakes ortwo small buns per day, then I cut them down byhalf and then by another half, until I didn't even owna copper for buying boiled water. When I wasthirsty, I would stand under a tap and let its runningwater pour down my throat through my wide-openmouth. I felt bloated. There was a pain and chill in my stomach. I cannot tell you enough howmiserable I was.

　　[3] How did it come that I had been reduced to such poverty? It was because the school whereI studied had got into trouble. Many students had been arrested and taken to the policestation. Some students had moved house and some had gone home. The school canteen wasclosed because it refused to serve meals on credit. While trying to rescue the arrested fellowstudents, I meanwhile had to find enough money to pay my living expenses. So I was terriblybusy.

　　[4] Pressed by hunger, I would visit Chunchao Bookstore every day to seek a loan of money.When Kang Nong or Fu Hua was there, I would have no problem in borrowing a couple of silverdollars through them. But I seldom found them in the store and the clerks of course had no sayin this matter. Therefore, in nine times out of ten nothing would come of my visit there.

　　[5] 1 was beside myself with joy the day when I found my book The Diary of a Woman Soldierpublished at long last. Pasted up at the door of the bookstore was an eye-catching colourfulposter advertising the book. I went into the store full of curiosity, and, as an ordinarycustomer would do, took from the shelf a copy of the book, which had on its bright-red frontcover a cartoon by Feng Zikai's daughter portraying a little woman soldier riding on a cow. Ididn't buy it for I knew I was entitled as its author to at least ten complimentary copies.

　　說出來，有誰相信呢?我已經四天沒吃飯了。

　　起初是一天吃四個燒餅，或者兩個小面包;后來由四個減成兩個，再由兩個減成一個，最后簡直窮得連買開水的一個銅板也沒有了?？诳蕰r就張開嘴來，站在自來水管的龍頭下，一扭開來，就讓水灌進嘴里，喝得肚子脹得飽飽的，又冷又痛，那滋味真有說不出的難受。

　　為什么會窮到這個地步呢?那時學校里發(fā)生了問題，許多同學被抓進捕房去了，許多同學搬了家，也有些回去了的，廚房不肯賒賬，他再不愿意開飯給我們吃了。我那時一面還進行援救被捕同學的工作，一面又要籌備自己的生活費，真是忙得頭昏眼花。

　　實在餓得不能忍受了，才每天跑去春潮書店借錢。如果遇到康農和撫華兩人在，還可借給我三元五元，但他們在店里的日子是很少的，伙計們自然不敢做主，因此去十次總有九次落空的。

　　那是我最快樂的一天，《從軍日記》出版了!春潮書店的大門口貼著一張用各種不同顏色寫的又鮮明又動人的廣告，我懷著一顆好奇心走了進去，也像顧客一般，從書架上抽出來一本封面鮮紅、是豐子皚先生的女公于畫的小兵騎牛的《從軍日記》來看。但我沒有買它，因為我知道，至少可以無條件地得到十本的。

　　[6] "I need money badly. May I have a few dollars now out of the royalties on my book?"

　　[7] Seeing no customers around, I whispered to the cashier with embarrassment.

　　[8] "No, not now. Royalty payments are made only twice a year. How could I pay you ahead oftime?"

　　[9] "I just can't wait. Today you've got to give me an advance of a few dollars. I wouldn't behere bothering you if I could help it. Believe me, I can't even afford the streetcar fare goingback home. I came here on foot."

　　[10] The uncontrollable desire for food burning within me, I ignored all propriety and pouredout my complaints without feeling ashamed. The cashier seemed apathetic, smiling a sardonicsmile. A young clerk, however, was kind enough to tell me.

　　[11] "You just need to wait a little while. I'm sure your book will sell quick. Soon you can take allthe money that comes from today's sale of it."

　　“我沒有錢用了，請你付幾元錢的版稅給我好嗎?”

　　趁著店里沒有買主的時候，我這樣含羞著地輕聲問那位管賬的。

　　“不能，版稅一年只能結算兩次，現(xiàn)在還不到時候，我怎好付給你呢?”

　　“我等不到結算版稅的時候了，今天非預支幾元不可。我如果不到萬不得已的時候，也決不會催討的。你不信，我連回去搭電車的錢都沒有，來的時候也是跑路的。”

　　饑餓之火在我的腹內燃燒著，我忘記了什么是羞恥，這樣訴苦時，好像一點也不覺得難為情。但對方只是冷冷地一笑，似乎并不同情我，倒是一個小伙計對我很好，他說：

　　“你多等一會兒吧，買你的書的人一定不少，等下收進多少錢，你就通通拿去好了。”

　　[12] The cashier cast an angry sidelong glance at the young clerk, but he had to keep silent inmy presence and worked his abacus with a vengeance.

　　[13] I volunteered to serve as a temporary clerk, ready to hand the book in person to anyyoung customer who wanted to buy it. They often had no idea that I was the author of thebook. Some didn't like the way I did the wrapping and looked somewhat displeased. The youngclerk was about to tell a customer who I was when I immediately stopped him by tipping him awink. The young man was confused and, after looking me up and down for a while, walked offin sulky silence.

　　[I4] To my great surprise, I got as much as five dollars towards evening. On my way home, Itravelled first class in a streetcar instead of third class. The moment I stepped into it, chin upand chest out, the conductor barked pointing to the front compartment, "Third class in thefront!" Judging by the way I was dressed, he must have thought I was too poor to travel firstclass. I quickly showed him the fiver in my hand and demanded by way of a protest,

　　[15] "Hey, give me my change!"

　　[16] He was silent, lowering his head.

　　[17] A young man sitting beside me happened to be reading my The Diary of a Woman Soldier.He boldly recommended me the book and advised me to go and buy a copy for myself. I replied.

　　[18] "I don't like this book because I don't think it's good for a woman to be a soldier."

　　[19] He was much annoyed at my remark and called me a diehard.

　　[20] "A 20th century woman shouldn't go against the trend of the times!" said he angrily.

　　管賬的用著怒眼斜視著小伙計，但因我在旁邊，他沒有說什么，只是重重地打著算盤。

　　我充當臨時的店員，進來買《從軍日記》的青年，我都愿意親自將書遞給他。但對方并不知道我就是那本書的作者，有幾個顧客嫌我包的書不好，表示很生氣的樣子，小伙計正想告訴他我是誰時，我連忙使了個眼色制止了他，弄得那位青年莫名其妙地打量了我很久，然后悻悻然地離去。

　　快到黃昏的時候，我居然拿到了五元錢。歸來，我不再搭三等車了，趾高氣揚地跑進了頭等車，那位售票員忙指著前面一節(jié)車說：”到三等車去吧!”他大概看見我穿的衣服太破舊，以為一定是個坐不起頭等車的窮光蛋。我忙把五塊錢的鈔票拿在手里，故意向他示威：

　　“喂，找錢來吧!”

　　他這才低下頭不做聲了。

　　意外地遇到一個青年拿了一本《從軍日記》坐在我的旁邊看，他竟大膽地向我宣傳，要我去買一本來看看，我回答他：“我不贊成女人當兵，所以也不喜歡看這本書。”

　　他聽了非常不高興，竟罵我思想頑固。

　　“廿世紀時代的女性不應該這樣開倒車的!”他氣憤憤地說。

　　[21] I purposely kept up the argument till it attracted the attention of all passengers. After Igot off the streetcar at the Carter Road stop, I hurried excitedly to call on Guang Guang. Beinghard up, she and Yuan Zhen were immensely pleased to see me, guessing I must have broughtsome money with me to share with them. I quickly gave them two dollars and spent theremaining two dollars and something treating them to dinner at a small eatery. I returned homewith only a few cents left. But I didn't care, because I knew I had had a full meal to last methree days without feeling hungry.

　　[22] It was also at this time that I started to take to drinking. The poorer one is, the more helooks upon money as dirt. I often wonder why a miser should be so rigid in self-denial, evengrudging to spend every single cent for himself. All I seek is inner joy. The material life,however hard it is, will never affect my mind and will. When I have money, I'll share it withfriends in need, or go to a restaurant to eat and drink to my heart's content, or buy and bringhome many things I like to eat, such as dried shrimps, dried roast beef, salted duck's gizzardand liver, candies. When I'm broke, I'll go strolling around the streets alone on an emptystomach, or shut myself up in my small room with nothing to eat, or lie in bed sleeping for acouple of days or reading an interesting novel, just to while away the terrible long days.

　　[23] If I'm asked what it is like to go hungry, my answer is prompt and clear-cut, "Keepstarving yourself for four days, my dear friend, and you'll know." Honestly, hunger is even morepainful than death. It is the greatest of all human sufferings. When you hear your own stomachrumbling with hunger, you'll feel as if a large snake were trying to gnaw its way out of yourbelly. Sometimes, you feel so giddy that you cannot rise from your bed no matter how hard youtry to, and your legs feel like jelly so that you cannot walk. Sometimes, you feel nauseous, butyou throw up nothing but the gastric juice. You may even feel like gulping down a piece of fleshbitten off your own arm so as to appease your unbearable hunger. That made me believe astrue the tragic story of ancients driven by hunger "to eat the flesh of each other's son" andvictims of some calamity-stricken areas cooking corpses as food.

　　[24] Destitute as I am, I can bear my privation with great fortitude. I never yield, never bowto the rich, never think that a woman's way out is to marry a wealthy man.

　　[25] Hunger deepens my knowledge of the reality and gives me more courage to live. From nowon, I'm going to redouble my efforts to struggle not only for myself, but also for thousandsupon thousands of young men and women who, like me, are on the brink of starvation.

　　我故意和他辯論了很久，惹得全車廂的人都注意起來。車子駛到卡德路，我就下來了。懷著一顆興奮的心，跑去找光光。她和元真正窮得沒法過日子，見我去時很高興，猜想我一定拿到了錢，連忙向我瓜分。我立刻給了她們兩元，其余的兩元多，就花在請她們吃飯的小館子里，等到回去，又只剩幾毛錢了。但我并不難受，我覺得吃了一頓飽飯，至少可以挨餓三天。 學會喝酒，也是在這個時候。一個人到了越窮困的時候，對于金錢便越視為糞土，我常常奇怪一錢如命的守財奴，為什么要這樣刻苦自己，半文錢也不肯花。我只要精神痛快，物質生活哪怕再苦些，也不能絲毫影響我的思想和意志。有錢時我分些給窮朋友用，或者跑到館子里大吃大喝一頓，或者買許多我愛吃的蝦米、牛肉干、鴨肫肝和糖果回來;窮困時，就一個人跑去馬路上喝西北風，躲在亭子間里喝自來水，或者索性蒙在被窩里睡兩天，看看有趣的小說，以消磨這可怕的長日。 如果有人問我：“饑餓的滋味怎樣?”我立刻干脆地回答他：“朋友，請你四天不吃一點東西，餓一下試試吧。”老實說，饑餓的確比死還要難受，比受了任何巨大深刻的痛苦還要苦。當你聽到腸子餓得咕咕地叫時，好像有一條巨蛇要從你的腹內咬破了皮肉鉆出來一般;有時你餓得頭昏眼花，坐起來又倒下去了，想要走路，一雙腿是酸軟的，拖也拖不動;有時一口口的酸水從肚子里翻上來，使你嘔吐，但又吐不出半點東西;更有時餓得實在不能忍受了，就想在自己的胳膀上咬下一塊肉來吞下去，這時我才相信古時“易子而食”和現(xiàn)在有些地方把死人的肉煮來當飯吃的慘事是真的。 雖然這樣窮困，但我這副硬骨頭始終不屈服，不向有錢的人低頭，更不像別人認為女人的出路是找個有錢的丈夫。

　　饑餓只有加深我對現(xiàn)社會的認識，只有加強我生的勇氣，從此我更要奮斗，為了自己，也為了萬萬千千和我同樣在饑餓線上掙扎著的青年男女。