a rose for emily献给爱丽丝的玫瑰最完整的英语
翻译与解析
A Rose for Emily 解读与译赏A Rose for EmilyWilliam Faulkner【原文解读】过去几年一直在讲《英美短篇小说解读与译赏》（自编讲义），每讲一次，对福克纳的这篇小说都有一种新的认识，都有一种翻译的冲动，一旦动笔翻译，便在标题上卡壳了。
但正式决定要试着翻译这篇小说而收集相关评论时，才发现此篇小说早已有人译为《献给爱米丽的玫瑰》。
许多评论家都对此篇小说的主题给出了不同的看法，并找出了各种理由一定要“献给”爱米丽玫瑰。
其最终原因，他们的解读因为根据汉语译文标题《献给爱米丽的玫瑰》。
为什么一定要“献给”爱米丽的玫瑰”呢？爱米丽因为什么而值得“献给”玫瑰呢？这是专家们喜闻乐道、争论不断的话题。
尽管如此，仍然禁不住原文小说的诱惑，也禁不住想亲自动手翻译的冲动。
专家们对小说内容的分析给自己的翻译提供不少的理解上的帮助；他们的论争也同时加深了自己对原文的理解。
此篇小说翻译理解时，参阅过肖明翰博士对此篇小说的研究论文（肖明翰，再谈《献给爱米丽的玫瑰》———答刘新民先生，四川师范大学学报社会科学版2000年1月）。
他认为，此篇小说试图说明杰弗逊镇上的人及其以清教思想为核心的旧传统是造成爱米丽的悲剧的真正原因。
【翻译津要】尽管原文标题有寓意，但寓意如何，因人而已。
不同的人往往会有不同的理解。
这就是为什么不同的学者对这篇小说有不同的解读。
毕竟理解是一种阐释过程，但凡阐释必有主观性，翻译也是一种阐释，也必有译者的主观性。
从翻译的角度和读者的角度，个人感觉标题译为“悲情玫瑰”更好，因为全文中唯一出现rose(玫瑰)的地方是小说的第五部分中(171)A thin, acrid pall as of the tomb seemed to lie everywhere upon this room decked and furnished as for a bridal: upon the valance curtains of faded rose color, upon the rose-shaded lights, upon the dressing table, upon the delicate array of crystal and the man’s toilet things backed with tarnished silver, silver so tarnished that the monogram was obscured.其中rose一共出现过两次：rose color和rose-shaded lights。
ARoseforEmily翻译研究
A Rose for EmilyWilliam Faulkner【原文解读】过去几年一直在讲《英美短篇小说解读与译赏》（自编讲义），每讲一次，对福克纳的这篇小说都有一种新的认识，都有一种翻译的冲动，一旦动笔翻译，便在标题上卡壳了。
但正式决定要试着翻译这篇小说而收集相关评论时，才发现此篇小说早已有人译为《献给爱米丽的玫瑰》。
许多评论家都对此篇小说的主题给出了不同的看法，并找出了各种理由一定要“献给”爱米丽玫瑰。
其最终原因，他们的解读因为根据汉语译文标题《献给爱米丽的玫瑰》。
为什么一定要“献给”爱米丽的玫瑰”呢？爱米丽因为什么而值得“献给”玫瑰呢？这是专家们喜闻乐道、争论不断的话题。
尽管如此，仍然禁不住原文小说的诱惑，也禁不住想亲自动手翻译的冲动。
专家们对小说容的分析给自己的翻译提供不少的理解上的帮助；他们的论争也同时加深了自己对原文的理解。
此篇小说翻译理解时，参阅过肖明翰博士对此篇小说的研究论文（肖明翰，再谈《献给爱米丽的玫瑰》———答新民先生，师大学学报社会科学版2000年1月）。
他认为，此篇小说试图说明杰弗逊镇上的人及其以清教思想为核心的旧传统是造成爱米丽的悲剧的真正原因。
【翻译津要】尽管原文标题有寓意，但寓意如何，因人而已。
不同的人往往会有不同的理解。
这就是为什么不同的学者对这篇小说有不同的解读。
毕竟理解是一种阐释过程，但凡阐释必有主观性，翻译也是一种阐释，也必有译者的主观性。
从翻译的角度和读者的角度，个人感觉标题译为“悲情玫瑰”更好，因为全文中唯一出现rose(玫瑰)的地方是小说的第五部分中(171)A thin, acrid pall as of the tomb seemed to lie everywhere upon this room decked and furnished as for a bridal: upon the valance curtains of faded rose color, upon the rose-shaded lights, upon the dressing table, upon the delicate array of crystal and the man’s toilet things backed with tarnished silver, silver so tarnished that the monogram was obscured.其中rose一共出现过两次：rose color和rose-shaded lights。
A-Rose-for-Emily-原文
A Rose for Emilyby William FaulknerIWHEN Miss Emily Grierson died, our whole town went to her funeral: the men through a sort of respectful affection for a fallen monument, the women mostly out of curiosity to see the inside of her house, which no one save an old man-servant--a combined gardener and cook--had seen in at least ten years.It was a big, squarish frame house that had once been white, decorated with cupolas and spires and scrolled balconies in the heavily lightsome style of the seventies, set on what had once been our most select street. But garages and cotton gins had encroached and obliterated even the august names of that neighborhood; only Miss Emily's house was left, lifting its stubborn and coquettish decay above the cotton wagons and the gasoline pumps-an eyesore among eyesores. And now Miss Emily had gone to join the representatives of those august names where they lay in the cedar-bemused cemetery among the ranked and anonymous graves of Union and Confederate soldiers who fell at the battle of Jefferson.Alive, Miss Emily had been a tradition, a duty, and a care; a sort of hereditary obligation upon the town, dating from that day in 1894 when Colonel Sartoris, the mayor--he who fathered the edict that no Negro woman should appear on the streets without an apron-remitted her taxes, the dispensation dating from the death of her father on into perpetuity. Not that Miss Emily would have accepted charity. Colonel Sartoris invented an involved tale to the effect that Miss Emily's father had loaned money to the town, which the town, as a matter of business, preferred this way of repaying. Only a man of Colonel Sartoris' generation and thought could have invented it, and only a woman could have believed it.When the next generation, with its more modern ideas, became mayors and aldermen, this arrangement created some little dissatisfaction. On the first of the year they mailed her a tax notice. February came, and there was no reply. They wrote her a formal letter, asking her to call at the sheriff's office at her convenience. A week later the mayor wrote her himself, offering to call or to send his car for her, and received in reply a note on paper of an archaic shape, in a thin, flowing calligraphy in faded ink, to the effect that she no longer went out at all. The tax notice was also enclosed, without comment.They called a special meeting of the Board of Aldermen. A deputation waited upon her, knocked at the door through which no visitor had passed since she ceased giving china-painting lessons eight or ten years earlier. They were admitted by the old Negro into a dim hall from which a stairway mounted into still more shadow. It smelled of dust and disuse--a close, dank smell. The Negro led them into the parlor. It was furnished in heavy, leather-covered furniture. When the Negro opened the blinds of one window, they could see that the leather was cracked; and when they sat down, a faint dust rose sluggishly about their thighs, spinning with slow motes in the single sun-ray. On a tarnished gilt easel before the fireplace stood a crayon portrait of Miss Emily's father.They rose when she entered--a small, fat woman in black, with a thin gold chain descending to her waist and vanishing into her belt, leaning on an ebony cane with a tarnished gold head. Her skeleton was small and spare; perhaps that was why what would have been merely plumpness in another was obesity in her. She looked bloated, like a body long submerged in motionless water, and of that pallid hue. Her eyes, lost in the fatty ridges of her face, looked like two small pieces of coal pressed into a lump of dough as they moved from one face to another while the visitors stated their errand.She did not ask them to sit. She just stood in the door and listened quietly until the spokesman came to a stumbling halt. Then they could hear the invisible watch ticking at the end of the gold chain.Her voice was dry and cold. "I have no taxes in Jefferson. Colonel Sartoris explained it to me. Perhaps one of you can gain access to the city records and satisfy yourselves.""But we have. We are the city authorities, Miss Emily. Didn't you get a notice from the sheriff, signed byhim?""I received a paper, yes," Miss Emily said. "Perhaps he considers himself the sheriff . . . I have no taxes in Jefferson.""But there is nothing on the books to show that, you see We must go by the--""See Colonel Sartoris. I have no taxes in Jefferson.""But, Miss Emily--""See Colonel Sartoris." (Colonel Sartoris had been dead almost ten years.) "I have no taxes in Jefferson. Tobe!" The Negro appeared. "Show these gentlemen out."IISo SHE vanquished them, horse and foot, just as she had vanquished their fathers thirty years before about the smell.That was two years after her father's death and a short time after her sweetheart--the one we believed would marry her --had deserted her. After her father's death she went out very little; after her sweetheart went away, people hardly saw her at all. A few of the ladies had the temerity to call, but were not received, and the only sign of life about the place was the Negro man--a young man then--going in and out with a market basket."Just as if a man--any man--could keep a kitchen properly, "the ladies said; so they were not surprised when the smell developed. It was another link between the gross, teeming world and the high and mighty Griersons.A neighbor, a woman, complained to the mayor, Judge Stevens, eighty years old."But what will you have me do about it, madam?" he said."Why, send her word to stop it," the woman said. "Isn't there a law? ""I'm sure that won't be necessary," Judge Stevens said. "It's probably just a snake or a rat that nigger of hers killed in the yard. I'll speak to him about it."The next day he received two more complaints, one from a man who came in diffident deprecation. "We really must do something about it, Judge. I'd be the last one in the world to bother Miss Emily, but we've got to do something." That night the Board of Aldermen met--three graybeards and one younger man, a member of the rising generation."It's simple enough," he said. "Send her word to have her place cleaned up. Give her a certain time to do it in, and if she don't. ..""Dammit, sir," Judge Stevens said, "will you accuse a lady to her face of smelling bad?"So the next night, after midnight, four men crossed Miss Emily's lawn and slunk about the house like burglars, sniffing along the base of the brickwork and at the cellar openings while one of them performed a regular sowing motion with his hand out of a sack slung from his shoulder. They broke open the cellar door and sprinkled lime there, and in all the outbuildings. As they recrossed the lawn, a window that had been dark was lighted and Miss Emily sat in it, the light behind her, and her upright torso motionless as that of an idol. They crept quietly across the lawn and into the shadow of the locusts that lined the street. After a week or two the smell went away.That was when people had begun to feel really sorry for her. People in our town, remembering how old lady Wyatt, her great-aunt, had gone completely crazy at last, believed that the Griersons held themselves a little too high for what they really were. None of the young men were quite good enough for Miss Emily and such. We had long thought of them as a tableau, Miss Emily a slender figure in white in the background, her father a spraddled silhouette in the foreground, his back to her and clutching a horsewhip, the two of them framed by the back-flung front door. So when she got to be thirty and was still single, we were not pleased exactly, but vindicated; even with insanity in the family she wouldn't have turned down all of her chances if they had really materialized.When her father died, it got about that the house was all that was left to her; and in a way, people were glad.At last they could pity Miss Emily. Being left alone, and a pauper, she had become humanized. Now she too would know the old thrill and the old despair of a penny more or less.The day after his death all the ladies prepared to call at the house and offer condolence and aid, as is our custom Miss Emily met them at the door, dressed as usual and with no trace of grief on her face. She told them that her father was not dead. She did that for three days, with the ministers calling on her, and the doctors, trying to persuade her to let them dispose of the body. Just as they were about to resort to law and force, she broke down, and they buried her father quickly.We did not say she was crazy then. We believed she had to do that. We remembered all the young men her father had driven away, and we knew that with nothing left, she would have to cling to that which had robbed her, as people will.IIISHE WAS SICK for a long time. When we saw her again, her hair was cut short, making her look like a girl, with a vague resemblance to those angels in colored church windows--sort of tragic and serene.The town had just let the contracts for paving the sidewalks, and in the summer after her father's death they began the work. The construction company came with riggers and mules and machinery, and a foreman named Homer Barron, a Yankee--a big, dark, ready man, with a big voice and eyes lighter than his face. The little boys would follow in groups to hear him cuss the riggers, and the riggers singing in time to the rise and fall of picks. Pretty soon he knew everybody in town. Whenever you heard a lot of laughing anywhere about the square, Homer Barron would be in the center of the group. Presently we began to see him and Miss Emily on Sunday afternoons driving in the yellow-wheeled buggy and the matched team of bays from the livery stable.At first we were glad that Miss Emily would have an interest, because the ladies all said, "Of course a Grierson would not think seriously of a Northerner, a day laborer." But there were still others, older people, who said that even grief could not cause a real lady to forget noblesse oblige- -without calling it noblesse oblige. They just said, "Poor Emily. Her kinsfolk should come to her." She had some kin in Alabama; but years ago her father had fallen out with them over the estate of old lady Wyatt, the crazy woman, and there was no communication between the two families. They had not even been represented at the funeral.And as soon as the old people said, "Poor Emily," the whispering began. "Do you suppose it's really so?" they said to one another. "Of course it is. What else could . . ." This behind their hands; rustling of craned silk and satin behind jalousies closed upon the sun of Sunday afternoon as the thin, swift clop-clop-clop of the matched team passed: "Poor Emily."She carried her head high enough--even when we believed that she was fallen. It was as if she demanded more than ever the recognition of her dignity as the last Grierson; as if it had wanted that touch of earthiness to reaffirm her imperviousness. Like when she bought the rat poison, the arsenic. That was over a year after they had begun to say "Poor Emily," and while the two female cousins were visiting her."I want some poison," she said to the druggist. She was over thirty then, still a slight woman, though thinner than usual, with cold, haughty black eyes in a face the flesh of which was strained across the temples and about the eyesockets as you imagine a lighthouse-keeper's face ought to look. "I want some poison," she said."Yes, Miss Emily. What kind? For rats and such? I'd recom--""I want the best you have. I don't care what kind."The druggist named several. "They'll kill anything up to an elephant. But what you want is--""Arsenic," Miss Emily said. "Is that a good one?""Is . . . arsenic? Yes, ma'am. But what you want--""I want arsenic."The druggist looked down at her. She looked back at him, erect, her face like a strained flag. "Why, of course," the druggist said. "If that's what you want. But the law requires you to tell what you are going to use it for."Miss Emily just stared at him, her head tilted back in order to look him eye for eye, until he looked away and went and got the arsenic and wrapped it up. The Negro delivery boy brought her the package; the druggist didn't come back. When she opened the package at home there was written on the box, under the skull and bones: "For rats."IVSo THE NEXT day we all said, "She will kill herself"; and we said it would be the best thing. When she had first begun to be seen with Homer Barron, we had said, "She will marry him." Then we said, "She will persuade him yet," because Homer himself had remarked--he liked men, and it was known that he drank with the younger men in the Elks' Club--that he was not a marrying man. Later we said, "Poor Emily" behind the jalousies as they passed on Sunday afternoon in the glittering buggy, Miss Emily with her head high and Homer Barron with his hat cocked and a cigar in his teeth, reins and whip in a yellow glove.Then some of the ladies began to say that it was a disgrace to the town and a bad example to the young people. The men did not want to interfere, but at last the ladies forced the Baptist minister--Miss Emily's people were Episcopal-- to call upon her. He would never divulge what happened during that interview, but he refused to go back again. The next Sunday they again drove about the streets, and the following day the minister's wife wrote to Miss Emily's relations in Alabama.So she had blood-kin under her roof again and we sat back to watch developments. At first nothing happened. Then we were sure that they were to be married. We learned that Miss Emily had been to the jeweler's and ordered a man's toilet set in silver, with the letters H. B. on each piece. Two days later we learned that she had bought a complete outfit of men's clothing, including a nightshirt, and we said, "They are married." We were really glad. We were glad because the two female cousins were even more Grierson than Miss Emily had ever been.So we were not surprised when Homer Barron--the streets had been finished some time since--was gone. We were a little disappointed that there was not a public blowing-off, but we believed that he had gone on to prepare for Miss Emily's coming, or to give her a chance to get rid of the cousins. (By that time it was a cabal, and we were all Miss Emily's allies to help circumvent the cousins.) Sure enough, after another week they departed. And, as we had expected all along, within three days Homer Barron was back in town. A neighbor saw the Negro man admit him at the kitchen door at dusk one evening.And that was the last we saw of Homer Barron. And of Miss Emily for some time. The Negro man went in and out with the market basket, but the front door remained closed. Now and then we would see her at a window for a moment, as the men did that night when they sprinkled the lime, but for almost six months she did not appear on the streets. Then we knew that this was to be expected too; as if that quality of her father which had thwarted her woman's life so many times had been too virulent and too furious to die.When we next saw Miss Emily, she had grown fat and her hair was turning gray. During the next few years it grew grayer and grayer until it attained an even pepper-and-salt iron-gray, when it ceased turning. Up to the day of her death at seventy-four it was still that vigorous iron-gray, like the hair of an active man.From that time on her front door remained closed, save for a period of six or seven years, when she was about forty, during which she gave lessons in china-painting. She fitted up a studio in one of the downstairs rooms, where the daughters and granddaughters of Colonel Sartoris' contemporaries were sent to her with the same regularity and in the same spirit that they were sent to church on Sundays with a twenty-five-cent piece for the collection plate. Meanwhile her taxes had been remitted.Then the newer generation became the backbone and the spirit of the town, and the painting pupils grew up and fell away and did not send their children to her with boxes of color and tedious brushes and pictures cut from the ladies' magazines. The front door closed upon the last one and remained closed for good. When the town got free postal delivery, Miss Emily alone refused to let them fasten the metal numbers above her door and attach a mailbox to it. She would not listen to them.Daily, monthly, yearly we watched the Negro grow grayer and more stooped, going in and out with the market basket. Each December we sent her a tax notice, which would be returned by the post office a week later, unclaimed. Now and then we would see her in one of the downstairs windows--she had evidently shut up the top floor of the house--like the carven torso of an idol in a niche, looking or not looking at us, we could never tell which. Thus she passed from generation to generation--dear, inescapable, impervious, tranquil, and perverse.And so she died. Fell ill in the house filled with dust and shadows, with only a doddering Negro man to wait on her. We did not even know she was sick; we had long since given up trying to get any information from the NegroHe talked to no one, probably not even to her, for his voice had grown harsh and rusty, as if from disuse.She died in one of the downstairs rooms, in a heavy walnut bed with a curtain, her gray head propped on a pillow yellow and moldy with age and lack of sunlight.VTHE NEGRO met the first of the ladies at the front door and let them in, with their hushed, sibilant voices and their quick, curious glances, and then he disappeared. He walked right through the house and out the back and was not seen again.The two female cousins came at once. They held the funeral on the second day, with the town coming to look at Miss Emily beneath a mass of bought flowers, with the crayon face of her father musing profoundly above the bier and the ladies sibilant and macabre; and the very old men --some in their brushed Confederate uniforms--on the porch and the lawn, talking of Miss Emily as if she had been a contemporary of theirs, believing that they had danced with her and courted her perhaps, confusing time with its mathematical progression, as the old do, to whom all the past is not a diminishing road but, instead, a huge meadow which no winter ever quite touches, divided from them now by the narrow bottle-neck of the most recent decade of years.Already we knew that there was one room in that region above stairs which no one had seen in forty years, and which would have to be forced. They waited until Miss Emily was decently in the ground before they opened it.The violence of breaking down the door seemed to fill this room with pervading dust. A thin, acrid pall as of the tomb seemed to lie everywhere upon this room decked and furnished as for a bridal: upon the valance curtains of faded rose color, upon the rose-shaded lights, upon the dressing table, upon the delicate array of crystal and the man's toilet things backed with tarnished silver, silver so tarnished that the monogram was obscured. Among them lay a collar and tie, as if they had just been removed, which, lifted, left upon the surface a pale crescent in the dust. Upon a chair hung the suit, carefully folded; beneath it the two mute shoes and the discarded socks.The man himself lay in the bed.For a long while we just stood there, looking down at the profound and fleshless grin. The body had apparently once lain in the attitude of an embrace, but now the long sleep that outlasts love, that conquers even the grimace of love, had cuckolded him. What was left of him, rotted beneath what was left of the nightshirt, had become inextricable from the bed in which he lay; and upon him and upon the pillow beside him lay that even coating of the patient and biding dust.Then we noticed that in the second pillow was the indentation of a head. One of us lifted something from it, andleaning forward, that faint and invisible dust dry and acrid in the nostrils, we saw a long strand of iron-gray hair.。
ARoseforEmily翻译研究
A Rose for EmilyWilliam Faulkner【原文解读】过去几年一直在讲《英美短篇小说解读与译赏》（自编讲义），每讲一次，对福克纳的这篇小说都有一种新的认识，都有一种翻译的冲动，一旦动笔翻译，便在标题上卡壳了。
但正式决定要试着翻译这篇小说而收集相关评论时，才发现此篇小说早已有人译为《献给爱米丽的玫瑰》。
许多评论家都对此篇小说的主题给出了不同的看法，并找出了各种理由一定要“献给”爱米丽玫瑰。
其最终原因，他们的解读因为根据汉语译文标题《献给爱米丽的玫瑰》。
为什么一定要“献给”爱米丽的玫瑰”呢？爱米丽因为什么而值得“献给”玫瑰呢？这是专家们喜闻乐道、争论不断的话题。
尽管如此，仍然禁不住原文小说的诱惑，也禁不住想亲自动手翻译的冲动。
专家们对小说内容的分析给自己的翻译提供不少的理解上的帮助；他们的论争也同时加深了自己对原文的理解。
此篇小说翻译理解时，参阅过肖明翰博士对此篇小说的研究论文（肖明翰，再谈《献给爱米丽的玫瑰》———答刘新民先生，四川师范大学学报社会科学版2000年1月）。
他认为，此篇小说试图说明杰弗逊镇上的人及其以清教思想为核心的旧传统是造成爱米丽的悲剧的真正原因。
【翻译津要】尽管原文标题有寓意，但寓意如何，因人而已。
不同的人往往会有不同的理解。
这就是为什么不同的学者对这篇小说有不同的解读。
毕竟理解是一种阐释过程，但凡阐释必有主观性，翻译也是一种阐释，也必有译者的主观性。
从翻译的角度和读者的角度，个人感觉标题译为“悲情玫瑰”更好，因为全文中唯一出现rose(玫瑰)的地方是小说的第五部分中(171)A thin, acrid pall as of the tomb seemed to lie everywhere upon this room decked and furnished as for a bridal: upon the valance curtains of faded rose color, upon the rose-shaded lights, upon the dressing table, upon the delicate array of crystal and the man’s toilet things backed with tarnished silver, silver so tarnished that the monogram was obscured.其中rose一共出现过两次：rose color和rose-shaded lights。
A Rose For Emily(中英对照版)
A Rose For Emily福克纳的短篇小说<纪念爱米丽的一朵玫瑰花>讲述的是一个孤癣、傲慢的南方贵族后裔的人生悲剧.从社会心理学角度分析其悲剧成因有二:一,南方贵族的末落和留给后裔的负担;二,未婚夫荷默·伯隆的背叛--贵族虚荣的彻底叛碎,进而试图论证爱米丽的去世是"倒下的南方贵族纪念碑"这一深远主题意义.作品同时隐含着对人类自身悲剧的深入思考和揭露,以及对人类未来的震憾和启发.When Miss Emily Grierson died, our whole town went to her funeral: the men through a sort of respectful affection for a fallen monument, the women mostly out of curiosity to see the inside of her house, which no one save an old manservant---a combined gardener and cook-had seen in at least ten years.It was a big, squarish frame house that had once been white, decorated with cupolas and spires and scrolled balconies in the heavily lightsome style of the seventies, set on what had once been our most select street. But arages and cotton gins had encroached and obliterated even the august names of that neighborhood; only Miss Emily's house was left, lifting its stubborn and coquettish decay above the cotton wagons and the gasoline pumps-an eyesore among eyesores. And now Miss Emily had gone to join the representatives of those august names where they lay in the cedarbemused cemetery among the ranked and anonymous graves of Union and Confederate soldiers who fell at the battle of Jefferson.爱米丽•格里尔生小姐过世了，全镇的人都去送丧：男子们是出于敬慕之情，因为一个纪念碑倒下了：妇女们呢，则大多数出于好奇心，想看看她屋子的内部。
a-rose-for-emily。献给爱丽丝的玫瑰。最完整的英语ppt。
However, Faulkner spent much of his time observing ordinary townspeople as well, and this is why he was able to capture the voice of the common people of Jefferson in the character of the narrator.He won two Pulitzer Prizes, a National Book Award, and the Nobel Prize for Literature.
His first short story collection, These 13 (1931), includes "A Rose for Emily", "Red Leaves", "That Evening Sun", and "Dry September".
Major Works
Three novels, The Hamlet, The Town and The Mansion, known collectively as the Snopes Trilogy
Faulkner belonged to a once-wealthy family of former plantation owners. Both parents came from wealthy families reduced to genteel (上流社会的) poverty by the Civil War.
The Author The Background
The Plots The Themes Techniques
A-Rose-For-Emily
• It reflects the decline of the southern society. In this background, due to the restriction of the traditional ideas, some people are imprisoned in the past and ignore the passage of time.
• 门砰地一下踹开了，顿时屋里好像弥漫着灰尘。房间好像 曾是一间装饰一新旳新房，如今如坟墓一般发出淡淡旳、 呛人旳气味，到处渗透出阴森森气氛：褪色了旳玫瑰色窗 帘，阴暗旳玫瑰色灯光，梳妆台，一排精细旳水晶饰品， 还有白银底色旳盥洗用具，但是白银制品已经失去旳光泽， 连刻在上面旳笔迹也都看不清了。其中有一条硬领和领带， 好像是从身上取下来旳，然后提起来，在台面上留下淡淡 旳月牙形尘埃痕迹。椅子上挂着一套精心折叠旳衣服；椅 子下是两只寂寞旳鞋子，还有一双丢弃旳袜子。
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• 此段对爱米丽旳卧室环境进行了细节描写。文学 作品中一切环境描写都具有一定旳意图，此段描 写也烘托出一种悲情气氛，并点出小说旳主题： 玫瑰（—爱情—婚姻—死亡）(171)。此处是整篇 小说中玫瑰唯一出现旳地方。
献给艾米丽的玫瑰概要写作英语作文
献给艾米丽的玫瑰概要写作英语作文全文共10篇示例，供读者参考篇1Title: A Rose for Emily: A Special GiftHey guys, I want to share with you a super cool story about a girl named Emily and a rose. So, one day, Emily received a super beautiful rose from her best friend, Lily. Emily was so happy and touched by this thoughtful gift.The rose was so vibrant and colorful, just like Emily's personality. She took really good care of it, watering it every day and making sure it had enough sunlight. Emily even talked to the rose, telling it all her secrets and dreams.As time passed, the rose started to bloom even more beautifully, much to Emily's delight. She would show it off to everyone who came to visit her, beaming with pride. The rose became a symbol of friendship and love between Emily and Lily.One day, during a storm, the rose got damaged and Emily was heartbroken. But instead of giving up, Emily decided to use the petals of the rose to make a special potpourri as a thank yougift for Lily. She carefully collected the petals and mixed them with her favorite scents.When Lily received the potpourri, she was so moved by Emily's gesture. She knew how much the rose meant to Emily and how much effort she put into making the potpourri. It was a beautiful reminder of their friendship and the special bond they shared.From that day on, Emily and Lily's friendship grew even stronger, just like the beautiful rose that brought them together. It was a reminder that even in the toughest times, a simple gift of love and friendship can make all the difference.So, guys, remember to cherish your friendships and never underestimate the power of a simple gesture of kindness. Just like Emily's rose, it can bloom into something truly special and meaningful in your life.篇2Title: A Rose for Emily Summary written by a Primary School StudentHi guys, I wanna tell you about this super cool story called "A Rose for Emily". It's about this lady named Emily who lives in asmall town. She's really mysterious and people are always curious about her.So, the story starts with the townspeople finding out that Emily has passed away. They go to her house to see her one last time and that's when they discover something really shocking. Emily has been keeping a secret for many years, and it's so surprising!The story then goes back in time and tells us all about Emily's life. She was once a beautiful young girl, but something happened in her past that changed her forever. She becomes lonely and isolated, and people in the town start talking about her.There's also a part in the story where Emily falls in love with a guy named Homer. People don't really approve of their relationship, but Emily doesn't care. She's determined to be with him no matter what.In the end, we find out the big secret that Emily has been hiding all these years. It's sad and kind of creepy, but it makes you think about how people can be so lonely and desperate sometimes.I really liked reading "A Rose for Emily". It's a bit scary but also really interesting. I hope you guys check it out too!篇3Title: A Rose Dedicated to EmilyToday, I want to tell you a story about my friend Emily. She is the kindest and most beautiful person I have ever met. She has a big heart and is always there to help others.One day, I decided to give Emily a special gift to show her how much I appreciate her friendship. I knew that she loves roses, so I decided to give her a beautiful rose as a symbol of our friendship.I went to the store and picked out the most beautiful rose I could find. It was a vibrant shade of red and had a sweet fragrance that filled the room. I knew that Emily would love it.When I gave Emily the rose, she was so surprised and touched. She smiled and said it was the most thoughtful gift she had ever received. I could see that she was really happy and that made me happy too.From that day on, Emily kept the rose in a vase on her desk. Every time I saw it, I was reminded of the special bond we shareas friends. The rose became a symbol of our friendship and a reminder of the love and care we have for each other.I am so grateful to have a friend like Emily in my life. She is truly a blessing and I will cherish our friendship forever. I hope that the rose continues to bloom and remind us of the beautiful bond we share.篇4Title: A Rose for EmilyHey guys! Today I want to talk about a story called "A Rose for Emily". It's about a lady named Emily who lived in a big old house in a small town. Everyone in the town was curious about her because she was kind of mysterious and never came out of her house.Emily's dad was really strict and didn't want her to date anyone. But one day, she fell in love with a guy named Homer Barron. They were so in love and happy together. But then, Homer disappeared and nobody knew where he went.As the years went by, Emily's house started to look old and rundown. People in the town were worried about her but she didn't want their help. Eventually, Emily passed away and thetownspeople went into her house. What they found was shocking - Homer's body was lying on the bed, next to a single rose.It turns out that Emily had been keeping Homer's body all these years because she couldn't bear to be alone. The story is really sad and kind of creepy, but it teaches us that love can make people do crazy things.So, that's the story of "A Rose for Emily". It's a really haunting and touching tale that you should definitely check out. See you next time!篇5Title: A Rose for Emily - A SummaryHi guys! Today I'm going to tell you about a super cool story called "A Rose for Emily" that we read in class. It's about a lady named Emily who lives in a big old house in our town.So, the story starts with Emily's funeral and everyone in town going to see her in her house. Then, it goes back in time to when Emily was a young girl. She was kind of a strange lady, and the townspeople were always gossiping about her.One day, Emily meets a guy named Homer Barron and they start spending a lot of time together. But then, Homer disappears and nobody knows what happened to him. It's all very mysterious!As Emily gets older, she becomes even more isolated and spends all her time in her house. The townspeople are curious about her and try to get inside the house, but she always refuses to let them in.In the end, we find out that Homer's body is in Emily's house and she's been sleeping next to it all these years. It's so creepy and sad!So, that's the gist of "A Rose for Emily." It's a spooky and sad story, but I really liked reading it. I hope you guys check it out too! Bye!篇6Title: A Rose for Emily SummaryHey guys, today I want to tell you all about this story I read called "A Rose for Emily" which is all about this lady named Emily who lives in a small town. It's a pretty cool story, so let me share the summary with you!So, Emily is this mysterious lady who lives in a really old house in the town. A lot of people in the town are curious about her because she never comes out or talks to anyone. She's like a real-life ghost! But there's this one guy in town who is in love with her, his name is Homer. He tries to get close to Emily, but she's always alone and keeps to herself.As the story goes on, we find out that Emily's dad was super strict and never let her date anyone. So when Homer starts hanging out with her, people in the town get really mad because they think he's not good enough for her. But Emily doesn't care, she's just happy to have someone who wants to be with her.But then, something super shocking happens - Homer disappears! No one knows where he went, and Emily is acting all weird about it. People start gossiping and wondering if she had something to do with it. It's a real mystery!In the end, we find out that Homer never left Emily's house - he's been dead this whole time! Emily has kept his body hidden in her bedroom all these years. It's so creepy and sad at the same time.So, that's the story of "A Rose for Emily" - it's a mix of mystery, love, and tragedy. If you like spooky stories with a twist, you should definitely check it out!篇7Today, I want to write a special article for my best friend Emily. I will call it "A Rose for Emily". Emily is the best friend in the world. She is kind, funny, and always there for me when I need her.Emily loves roses, especially pink ones. She says they make her feel happy and loved. So, I decided to write this article as a special surprise for her. I hope she likes it!First, I want to talk about why Emily is so special to me. She always listens to me when I have a problem and gives me the best advice. She is also super funny and can always make me laugh, even when I'm feeling sad. I am so lucky to have her as my friend.Next, I want to talk about why roses are so special. Roses are beautiful flowers that come in many different colors. They smell amazing and can brighten up anyone's day. Emily always says that roses are her favorite flower because they remind her of all the beauty and joy in the world.I also want to talk about how Emily and roses are similar. Just like roses, Emily is beautiful, kind, and brings happiness wherevershe goes. She is like a rose in full bloom, spreading love and joy to everyone around her.In conclusion, I want to say thank you to Emily for being the best friend in the world. You are like a rose in my life, bringing beauty and happiness every day. I hope you like this article and know how much you mean to me. Thank you for being you, Emily.I love you!篇8Title: A Rose for Emily SummaryHey guys, today I want to tell you about a story called "A Rose for Emily" by William Faulkner. It's a really interesting story with a lot of twists and turns, so I hope you enjoy hearing about it!The story is set in a small town in the southern United States, and it's about a woman named Emily Grierson. Emily is a bit of a mysterious lady who lives in a big old house all by herself. The townspeople are curious about her and her life, especially because she never seems to go out or talk to anyone.As the story goes on, we learn more about Emily's past and her relationship with a man named Homer Barron. Thetownspeople are shocked when they find out that Emily and Homer are seeing each other, because Homer is a Yankee and that's a big deal in the South. But then Homer disappears, and people start to wonder what happened to him.In the end, we find out the shocking truth about Emily and Homer, and it's definitely not what anyone expected. I won't give away the ending, but let's just say that it's a real surprise!So that's a quick summary of "A Rose for Emily." I hope you enjoyed hearing about it, and maybe you'll want to read the whole story for yourself to find out what happens!篇9To Emily's RoseHey everyone, gather 'round, I've got a story to tell about my friend Emily! Emily is the nicest person you'll ever meet, always smiling and helping others. She's like a beautiful rose in our school garden, brightening up our day with her kindness.One day, Emily's birthday was coming up and we wanted to do something special for her. We decided to give her a surprise party with lots of decorations and yummy treats. We all workedtogether to make it perfect, just like how Emily always helps us with our school projects.When Emily arrived at the party, she was so surprised and happy. She couldn't stop smiling and thanking us for the thoughtful gesture. We gave her a big bouquet of roses, her favorite flower, to show her how much we appreciate her friendship.As Emily looked at the roses, she said, "These are the most beautiful roses I've ever seen, just like each one of you." We all felt so touched by her words and knew that our friendship was as precious to her as the roses were to us.From that day on, we made sure to cherish our friendship with Emily like a delicate rose, nurturing it with love and care. She may be just one person, but to us, she's a whole garden of happiness and positivity.So, here's to Emily, our lovely rose, may your days be filled with sweet fragrance and blooming joy. Thank you for being the sunshine in our lives!篇10Title: A Special Gift for Emily – Summary of "A Rose for Emily"Once upon a time in a small town, there was a lovely lady named Emily. She lived in a big house all by herself. People in the town always thought she was a bit strange because she never came out to talk to anyone.One day, Emily received a gift from a mysterious man. It was a beautiful rose. The rose was the most perfect and fragrant flower she had ever seen. Emily was so happy and kept the rose in a vase in her room.Every day, Emily would take care of the rose, watering it and making sure it had enough sunlight. The rose bloomed more and more beautifully each day, and it filled Emily's heart with joy.As time passed, Emily started to open up more to the people in the town. She would invite them over to see her rose and tell them stories about how she received it. The once lonely and isolated Emily had become a beloved member of the community.The rose became a symbol of hope, love, and friendship in the town. It brought people together and brightened everyone's day. And Emily's heart was filled with gratitude for the special gift she had received.In the end, Emily decided to plant more roses in her garden and share their beauty with everyone. The town was never the same again, all thanks to the simple but precious gift of a rose.。
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The Background
"A Rose for Emily" is a short story by American author William Faulkner first published in the April 30, 1931 issue of Forum. This story takes place in Faulkner's fictional city, Jefferson, Mississippi, in the fictional county of Yoknapatawpha County. It was Faulkner's first short story published in a national magazine.
The Author The Background
The Plots The Themes Techniques
Author
William Cuthbert Faulkner （1987---1962）
Brief introduction
• William Faulkner (1897-1962), • America’s most innovative novelists, • Born in New Albany, on 1897.09.25 • He lived most of his life in Oxford.
Faulkner died on July 6, 1962, the same day his great-grandfather, the Old Colonel, had been born on 137 years earlier.
Major Works
The Sound and the Fury (1929), 《喧嚣与骚动》 As I Lay Dying (1930),《我弥留之际》 Light in August (1932), 《八月之光》 Absalom, Absalom! (1936). 《押沙龙，押沙龙》
His Nobel Prize Acceptance speech is today considered one of the finest ever made:
• “The problems of the human heart in conflict with itself…alone can make good writing because only that is worth writing about, worth the agony and the sweat.”
Because Faulkner came from a family with an aristocratic （贵族 的） bearing （举止风度）and
associated with other similar
families, he was familiar wiห้องสมุดไป่ตู้h the arrogance （傲慢）of
Brief introduction
• Attempted to enlist as soon as the United States declared war in 1917
• Volunteer in the Canadian Air force
• Student of the University of Mississippi on his return to Oxford after the war
However, Faulkner spent much of his time observing ordinary townspeople as well, and this is why he was able to capture the voice of the common people of Jefferson in the character of the narrator.He won two Pulitzer Prizes, a National Book Award, and the Nobel Prize for Literature.
Faulkner belonged to a once-wealthy family of former plantation owners. Both parents came from wealthy families reduced to genteel (上流社会的) poverty by the Civil War.
William Faulkner's map of Yoknapatawpha County
Character List
Emily Grierson - The object of fascination in the story. An eccentric recluse, Emily is a mysterious figure who changes from a vibrant and hopeful young girl to a cloistered and secretive old woman. Devastated and alone after her father’s death, she is an object of pity for the townspeople. After a life of having potential suitors rejected by her father, she spends time after his death with a newcomer, Homer Barron, although the chances of his marrying her decrease as the years pass. Bloated and pallid in her later years, her hair turns steel gray. She ultimately poisons Homer and seals his corpse into an upstairs room.
His first short story collection, These 13 (1931), includes "A Rose for Emily", "Red Leaves", "That Evening Sun", and "Dry September".
Major Works
Three novels, The Hamlet, The Town and The Mansion, known collectively as the Snopes Trilogy
characters like the Griersons.
Some of these people continued
to behave as if they were still
privileged plantation owners
although their wealth was gone.