时间:2017/12/9 5:08:00

  篇一:每一天都是幸运的every day is a lucky
  i teach economics at unlv three times per week. last monday, at the beginning of class, i cheerfully asked my students how their weekend had been. one young man said that his weekend had not been so good. he had his wisdom teeth removed. the young man then proceeded to ask me why i always seemed to be so cheerful.
  his question reminded me of something i'd read somewhere before: "every morning when you get up, you have a choice about how you want to approach life that day," i said. "i choose to be cheerful.""let me give you an example," i continued, addressing all sixty students in the class. "in addition to teaching here at unlv, i also teach out at the community college in henderson, 17 miles down the freeway from where i live. one day a few weeks ago i drove those 17 miles to henderson. i exited the freeway and turned onto college drive. i only had to drive another quarter mile down the road to the college. but just then my car died. i tried to start it again, but the engine wouldn't turn over. so i put my flashers on, grabbed my books, and marched down the road to the college."
  "as soon as i got there i called aaa and arranged for a tow truck to meet me at my car after class. the secretary in the provost's office asked me what has happened. 'this is my lucky day,' i replied, smiling."" 'your car breaks down and today is your lucky day?' she was puzzled. 'what do you mean?'"" 'i live 17 miles from here.' i replied. 'my car could have broken down anywhere along the freeway. it didn't. instead, it broke down in the perfect place: off the freeway, within walking distance of here. i'm still able to teach my class, and i've been able to arrange for the tow truck to meet me after class. if my car was meant to break down today, it couldn't have been arranged in a more convenient fashion.'""the secretary's eyes opened wide, and then she smiled. i smiled back and headed for class." so ended my story.
  “我一到学校就啊地叫了起来,课后才安排拖车来把我和我的车拖走。院长办公室的秘书问我发生了什么事情。‘这是我幸运日’ 我笑着回答。”“ 你的车都抛锚了,今天还是你的幸运日?” 她疑惑不解,“你是什么意思? ”“ 我住在17英里以外”我回答说,“我的车可能在高速公路的任何一处抛锚。但是它没有。而是在一个最理想的地方抛锚:下了高速公路,到这儿只有几步路远。我还能来教课,课后我还能安排拖车找到我。如果我的车今天注定要坏掉,那这样子已经被安排得不能再方便了。”“那个秘书瞪大了眼睛,然后笑了。我也朝她笑了一下,然后去上课了。” 这就是我的故事。
  i scanned the sixty faces in my economics class at unlv. despite the early hour, no one seemed to be asleep. somehow, my story had touched them. or maybe it wasn't the story at all. in fact, it had all started with a student's observation that i was cheerful.
  篇二:幸运号码真的能带来好运吗?do lucky numbers really bring good luck?
  lucky numbers are widely accepted by people in nowadays, the young especially. each constellation, each blood type has their own lucky numbers. people choose a number as his or her lucky number because of various reasons, such as birthday, a special day or a story, which considered to bring good luck to them. generally speaking, numbers such as six, eight, sixteen and eighteen are regarded as lucky numbers due to their pronunciations that refers to the implication of luckiness.
  however, some other people hold the opinion that numbers have nothing to do with their fortune. they believe in their own rather than “lucky numbers”. as far as i am concerned, lucky numbers are only numbers that can bring nothing to you if you don’t try hard to get what you want. if you want happiness, for example, it can’t be realized just relying on a number. only your effort can make happiness possible. anyway, lucky number is personal thing, and it does encourage the person who believes in it sometimes.