麦琪的礼物原文以及翻译.docx

麦琪的礼物原文以及翻译 　　导语：《麦琪的礼物》欧·亨利创作的短篇小说，叙述了一对穷困的年轻夫妇忍痛割爱互赠圣诞礼物的故事，反映了美国下层人民生活的困难，赞美了仆人公和善的心地和纯真爱情以下是我整理麦琪的礼物原文以及翻译，以供参考 　　原文 　　1 pieces of 8 hair 7, just a bit of money, which is 60 Fen minutes of the coin, a penny a penny in the grocery store owner, the vendors and the butcher Lailai hard, every time a hair with the smell of urine, the transaction is a deeply argue about little details. Della counted it three times, one dollar and seven cents, and the second day was christmas. 　　In addition to flop down on the shabby little couch crying, obviously there is no other way. 　　D do, but spiritual feeling arise spontaneously, life is cry sniffles and smiles withsniffles predominating. 　　As the housewife gradually calmed down, lets take a look at the house. A furnished apartment house, rent eight dollars a week. Although it is difficult to describe, but it is really enough to help the word beggar. 　　There is a mailbox downstairs in the doorway, which no letter, and an electric button from no one finger ring. Moreover, there is a name card, write James di - Han Lin yang. 　　Dillingham this name is the owner of previous brilliance as a whim added, when he earned thirty dollars a week. Now, his income has shrunk to $twenty, Dillingham letters appear blurred, as though they were thinking seriously of a modest and unassuming practical letters D. However, when Mr. James Dillingham Jan, go upstairs, walked into the room upstairs, James de Han Lin - Mrs. Yang is just introduced to you as della is always called him Kim, and warmly embraced him. Of course, thats the best. Yes, Jim is so lucky! 　　Della finished her cry to her cheeks with the powder rag. She stood by the window and looked out dully at a backyard in a gray cat walking a gray fence in. Tomorrow is Christmas. She has only one dollar and seven cents to buy a gift for Jim. She spent several months, and worked her way through the effort, and got the result. Twenty dollars a week is not long, so always spending more than budget. Only one yuan and seven gifts for Jim. Her Jim. She spent many a happy hour planning to send him a gift Kexin, a fine and rare and precious gift -- at least some match on all things just to Jim. 　　There is a wall mirror between the two windows of the room. Maybe youve seen a wall mirror that costs eight dollars a week. A very small and dexterous person who, by observing himself in a series of longitudinal images, may have an approximate concept of his own appearance. Della slim, had mastered the art. 　　Suddenly, she whirled round the window and stood in front of the wall mirror. Her eyes were sparkling, but in twenty seconds her face lost its luster. She split her hair so fast that she completely scattered it. 　　Now, James Dillingham young couple each have a special pride. One is Jims gold watch, which was handed down by his grandfather to his father, and his father passed it on to Jiabao, while the other was Dellas hair. If the queen of Sheba lived in the flat across the courtyard, one day Della would have let her hair hang down, dry out the window, to be cast into the shade of the Queens jewels; if his treasures piled up in the basement, Solomon Wang is the gatekeeper, when Jim walked in there, will touch the gold watch. Let the Solomon Wang beard from envy. 　　At this moment, Dellas hair rippled around her, microwave and downs, shine, like the brown waterfall. Her hair is long and, like a piece of her robe. And then she nervously nervously combed her hair. Hesitated for a minute and stood still while splashed on the worn red carpet one or two drops of tears. 　　She put on her old brown jacket, wearing old brown hat, eyes remain with tears, the skirt is placed, then out of the door, down the stairs to the street. 　　She stopped before a sign, and said, Mrs. Alfonso F Roni, specializing in all kinds of hair.. Della ran up the stairs panting after a pause. The mast, the lady body is too pale, with Sofros stern manner, the title is irrelevant. 　　Are you going to buy my hair? Della asked. 　　I buy my hair, said madame. Take off your hat, and let me see the hair.. 　　The brown falls down rippled. 　　Twenty dollars, said Madame, grabbing her hair as she was. 　　Give me the money quickly, della said. 　　Ah, the next two hours, like wings, flew happily past. Forget the hashed metaphor. She was rummaging through the shops to buy gifts for Jim. 　　She finally found it. It must have been made for Jim. It was never meant for anybody else. She has searched the stores, where there is no such thing, a simple white gold bracelet with a carved. Just like all good things, it is only a matter of length, not a display of decoration. And its worthy of the gold watch. As soon as she saw it she knew that it must belong to all of Jim. It is like Jim himself, quiet and value -- the description applied to both. She bought it for twenty-one dollars, hurried home, leaving only seve。