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　　wuthering heights is a well-written tragedy of love. after reading the whole story i would like to talk about the main characters of the story—catherine earnshaw and heathcliff. catherine earnshaw and heathcliff do love each other very much but they do not have the right attitude towards love which leads to the tragedy.  

　　in catherine’s life she made a very foolish decision---marrying to edgar. in fact her love for edgar can never be compared to that for heathcliff. she did so because she thought the wealth of edgar would be useful to help heathcliff. but in reality it did not work. she did not have a good understanding of love which is something pure and saint. if anyone add any purpose into love love itself lost its meaning. catherine’s wrong decision hurt two people who love her and even destroyed the happiness of their offspring. 

　　heathcliff is a man full of retaliation. he loved catherine very much but what he did on the contrary added to the misery of catherine. in my opinion if he really loved catherine he should not walk into catherine’s life again after his disappearance. further more after the death of catherine what heathcliff did brought agony to catherine’s daughter as well as his own son.  

　　"peter pan peter pan" du hougan

　　reading the "peter pan peter pan" this famous work, i benefited from, i know that every child will grow up in this truth.

　　many children do not want to grow up and do not want to go to school, just want to play every day. peter pan is the hero of the book, he is a always the boys do not want to grow up. he never lived in this rural paradise like the same place, where there is such as the bell sounds as beautiful fairy, a mermaid hair, zhang buda children, mystery, like the indians, ferocious pirates and will issue a "ticking "voice of the crocodile. however, the rich and colorful life, but not a substitute for the mother's desire to peter. thus, an equally do not want to grow up, the girls never went to the rural based, on the children when the "mother." they never started in the various rural singular adventure. however, the final text still choose beattie grew up. she took the children from nashan mother has for her to fly back to open the windows in the home. and that is always reluctant to grow up the boys, peter, even though the world can have a happy, but can not enjoy from the warmth of a family. he can only be separated by windows, secretly zhang wang window within the stove, a smiling face and kinship. and then quietly walked away, and fairies to disappear in the night sky.

　　were one to have the profound hatred, were one to avenge and harm his family who seems too far to harm, he would be either a hero or a monster. should he fight the unbeatable foe and right the wrong, should he bear with unbearable sorrow, should he ruin himself in twisted enthusiasm, he would be hamlet.

　　among all the masterpieces of william shakespeare, “hamlet”， undoubtedly is worshipped and as one of the most successful and admired tragedies, while the character hamlet remains one of the most loved dramatis personas in all-time history of literature.

　　to have read shakespeare's “romeo and juliet” by the age of 16, i was moved to tears, while having no empathy with his another great one “tempest”。 presumably when i get 60 or older, i could be wise enough to understand the latter, but find it nothing worthwhile to go over the former one, where lays a romantic story that the only youngsters are addicted to. but it's a fact that whenever in our lifetime after gaining such experiences as getting through hard times, or, finding a real self, from “hamlet”， we always find something that we consider as perpetuation, which is worth deep thoughts. this is because it highlights hamlet's choices of life, choices made under certain circumstances of history and society, requested by the fate extraordinary to hamlet himself, but ordinary to mankind. that is, to some extent, his experiences make a similar one to ours and, his destiny is something we're facing sometime in our own lives.

　　簡愛讀書筆記400字英文(一)

　　this is a story about a special and unreserved woman who has been exposed to a hostile environment but continuously and fearlessly struggling for her ideal life. the story can be interpreted as a symbol of the independent spirit.

　　it seems to me that many readers’ english reading experience starts with jane eyer. i am of no exception. as we refer to the movie “jane eyer”, it is not surprising to find some differences because of its being filmized and retold in a new way, but the spirit of the novel remains----to be an independent person, both physically and mentally.

　　jane eyer was a born resister, whose parents went off when she was very young, and her aunt，the only relative she had，treated her as badly as a ragtag. since jane’s education in lowwood orphanage began, she didn’t get what she had been expecting——simply being regarded as a common person, just the same as any other girl around. the suffers from being humiliated and devastated teach jane to be persevering and prize dignity over anything else.as a reward of revolting the ruthleoppression, jane got a chance to be a tutor in thornfield garden. there she made the acquaintance of lovely adele and that garden’s owner, rochester, a man with warm heart despite a cold face outside. jane expected to change the life from then on, but fate had decided otherwise: after jane and rochester fell in love with each other and got down to get marry, she unfortunately came to know in fact rochester had got a legal wife, who seemed to be the shadow following rochester and led to his moodineall the time ----rochester was also a despairing person in need of salvation. jane did want to give him a hand, however, she made up her mind to leave, because she didn’t want to betray her own principles, because she was jane eyer. the film has finally got a symbolist end: jane inherited a large number of legacies and finally returned. after finding rochester’s misfortune brought by his original mad wife, jane chose to stay with him forever.

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　　a singular notion dawned upon me. i doubted not—never doubted – that if mr. reed had been alive he would have treated me kindly; and now as i sat looking at the white bed and overshadowed walls – occasionally also turning a fascinated eye towards the dimly gleaming mirror—i began to recall what i had heard of dead men troubled in their graves by the violation of their last wishes revising the earth to punish the perjured and avenge the oppressed; and i thought mr. reed’s spirit harassed by the wrong of his sister’s child might quit its abode—whether in the church vault or in the unknown world of the departed – and rise before me in this chamber. i wiped my tears and hushed my sobs fearful lest any sign of violent grief might waken a preternatural voice to comfort me or elicit from the gloom some haloed face bending over me with strange pity. this idea consolatory in theory i felt would be terrible if realized: with all my might i endeavored to stifle it—i endeavored to be firm. shaking my hair from my eyes i lifted my head and tried to look boldly around the dark room; at this moment a light gleamed on the wall. was it i asked myself a ray from the moon penetrating some aperture in the blind? no; moonlight was still and this stirred; while i gazed it glided up to the ceiling and quivered over my head. i can now conjecture readily that this streak of light was in all likelihood a gleam from a lantern carried by some one across the lawn; but then prepared as my mind was for horror shaken as my nerves were by agitation i thought the swift-darting beam was a herald of some coming vision from another world. my heart beat thick my head grew hot; a sound filled my ears which i deemed the rushing of wings; something seemed near me; i was oppressed suffocated: endurance broke down; i rushed to the door and shook the lock in desperate effort. steps came running along the outer passage; the key turned bessie and abbot entered.