項鏈英文續(xù)寫

導(dǎo)語：《項鏈》采用了以物寫人的手法，將項鏈作為一條主線，從它與人物的多重關(guān)系出發(fā)，用它牢牢系住人物的`行為、語言和心理活動，使讀者透過項鏈對女主人公的形象一目了然。以下是小編整理項鏈英文續(xù)寫的資料，歡迎閱讀參考。

　　Article 1: the necklace follows

The Buddha's wife was so touched that she seized her hands and said, "oh! My poor mathilde, but my one is false, at most five hundred francs! You, you give me a real diamond necklace, I can't imagine my stupid fake necklace to get you into this situation!

"What, a fake necklace? But how glorious is it?" Mathilde couldn't believe my ears, back a few steps, and hit the big pagoda tree behind, she didn't know what to do, she felt as if all of a sudden lost focus.

"My dear mathilde, I really don't know what I can do to pay back my necklace that killed you for ten years, I really don't know what to do, I... "Section to think lady face dull appearing a panic, said:" dear mathilde, I decided to return the necklace to you, I lost that hang the necklace only as a compensation for you, I know it is not enough, but, later, if you need help, you can give me as much as possible, I will try my best to help you."

For section lady took two steps forward, holding the mathilde those already not pink red and appear coarse red hands, said: "I'm sorry, I really don't know what to say, but I really feel very sorry, dear mathilde can come to my house this evening I will return the necklace to you."

"Well, by the way, I'm not going to sell the necklace. I'll treasure it." Mathilde answered her husband with a smile, and the warm light in the little room shone on the couple's face.

In this way, they are still hard labor, mathilde was like before doing those ten years ago she barely touched of live, road tile plant also still like before copying manuscripts, busy late into the night. The days passed, and in a year the couple earned enough to buy back the old house, and they bought it back.

They live into their already has 11 years in into no gorgeous but warm houses, mathilde's back is dressed up, she is not as luxurious house, fine clothes, and everything that she used to enjoy, she like her of what you have now: love her husband and the house of her former life, and it records the eternal life can't forget her 10 years memory diamond necklace.

　　Article2: the necklace

"Alas! My poor mathilde! But my one is false, at most five hundred francs.

"What? What did you say? That one is fake? Oh! Dear Jenny, you won't be lying to me! "Mathilde's eyes were wide open, looking at Mrs. Vern, as if begging her to say it again.

Oh! Mathilde; I didn't lie to you. The one you borrowed was fake. "

"Why didn't you tell me! You!" Then she was so angry that she could not say a word, and she rolled down her tears.

"But I don't think I'll think of it," said mathilde, who had run out of the park before she had finished, and kept Shouting, "fake, fake."

She ran all the way home. When I got home, I stood in front of the mirror and stared at myself: my hair was hanging around, my skirt was crooked. He was ten years ago the party to wear that dress to wear, standing in front of the mirror, and her eyes immediately and rotating flash a party crowd, diamond necklace that yi yi is unripe brightness, sparkle with ten years of hard work.

"Mathilde, what are you doing? When he came home from work, he saw her face and said to her, "I met your friend on the way, and she asked me to pass this box to you. "Mathilde is still standing there, just like she didn't hear her." "Oh, what's wrong with you? Don't you feel well, my dear? "She asked with concern.

"Dear, false," she flung herself into her husband's arms.

"What's that? Let's see what's in the box!" I opened the box. He gave a sudden cry, "mathilde, look at the necklace, the diamond necklace."

When she looked up, she saw a glittering diamond necklace in the box, and a sudden burst of laughter: "really, really, ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

　　Article3: the necklace sequel

...... There was a silence of silence.

The awkward atmosphere pervaded the space.

The two women looked at it differently than they could see.

Finally, the boredom was broken.

"Oh dear mathilde, I'm sorry, I know it's useless to say anything right now. I don't know how to say I don't know how to express my feelings now... "

Is silence

"Really believe me." Mrs. Fogs was incoherent.

It was so long that mathilde's spirits wandered back to see her calmly saying:

"Maybe it's god's arrangement. I've already done this. What else do I expect?"

"No!" The lady of Buddha was excited. "listen to me, mathilde. I should give you this string of real necklaces."

"No thank you! I live a very peaceful life and I am more comfortable with my husband than I am. The dull life tells me how terrible my desires are and I know it too late."

And a little of mathilde continued:

"I got into my youth that money can't buy anything."

With that, mathilde walked away, leaving behind a man who stood in the park, murmuring to mathilde's retreating figure.

"Changed her; The world has not changed since she has changed. Ugly and beautiful; Mediocrity; Poor and rich: what are these?"

Suddenly she remembered that there was a book on her bookcase called the eastern religion, which said, "you can live happily because you have nothing to do.

"Perhaps she has reached this state," said Buddha.

　　Article4: the necklace

When the necklace was returned, mathilde did not go straight home, but to the park by the river.

It was dusk, and a great many white waterbirds flew about on the river, and seemed to have the dance of a waltz on their feet. Twilight sky seem so beautiful, the red corner is scattered on the river, and according to water birds, sprinkled on sitting in the stool quietly watched the river along the river mathilde's face, she looks so beautiful charming, face can not see a trace of bitterness, seemed so easy

Mathilde, watching the waterbirds fly, thought of the dance, how beautiful she was that night, how it was so stunning! Now but she did not feel pain, although in the economy, he faces cruelty of poverty, the bitterness of my flesh, the spirit of torture but today, in the present, she is so easy, even a bit of pleasant sensation, because in spirit, in character, she is still innocent, she is honest, she didn't disappoint friend, no moral bottom line

When she got up to go, her eyes saw her husband's shadow, she rubbed her eyes, thought it was an illusion, opened her eyes and her husband was still there. , at this moment, mathilde eyes moist, for her, she knew that he was sorry too deep, there are too many words want to speak to him, how to also can not open the mouth, but only just big tears fall down the cheek and her husband said nothing, only his wife mathilde in the bosom.

　　Article5: the necklace

"I, I lost the necklace of lady frith."

"What? How could it be so, "said luva, in a frightened straighter.

When the necklace was lost, mathilde seemed to age a lot.

When they were having their lunch, the couvas were very nervous.

"Friend, have you finished with the necklace? I'm going to use it."

"Oh, are you going to use it? Well, that... "

He said, "I'm sorry, madam, but I lost my necklace. "

"That's all right, but it's 500 francs."

"What? 500 francs, it's fake?" "Asked Mrs. Lu.

"Yes"

"Great, I'll pay you 500 francs."

The couple were relieved that the couple were happy.

A month went by, and one day Mrs. Freusi asked her to accompany her to the party, and she said yes, and bought a suit and fine jewelry.

"Beautiful lady, can you dance?" "Asked a handsome man.

"Yes," said Mrs. Rutile, excited.

This once again satisfied the vanity of Mrs. Luwawa.

"Will you marry me? Beautiful lady.

"What, I have a husband!

"It's okay. You can divorce him."

"But...... "

The party was over, and she was so happy that she returned home, and worried that her husband would divorce her. When her husband came back, she insisted that he was divorced and married the man.

Then she found the man very fancy. She was so angry that she had a big fight with him and the man scolded her and let her go. She thought of her husband's thoughtfulness, and when she went to see him, she found that she had left the place.

The thoroughly despairing lady of the road, she threw herself into the river.

　　Article 6: "necklace" follow

She had been so long that she could not believe her ears. Her heart began to roll and tears rolled down her eyes. She stumbled ran back to the shabby attic, standing in front of the mirror looking at himself in the mirror is so old, red hands rough and dark skin, she smiled, weak errors of fate let beautiful she lost pride, vanity. But vanity, like a vile thief, stole her ten years of happiness; Vanity is a terrible serpent, which eats away the things she deserves in ten years: beauty, wealth, youth. What else does she have now? Nothing! If she didn't go to the ball, he, if she didn't borrow the damn necklace, if she had not been so vain, she regretted, but if only. Poor mathilde suddenly felt faint, and all the time seemed to fall back. She felt like she was back at the party, wearing a real diamond necklace and spinning wildly. "She must be jealous of my beauty," she thought. The girl came forward and said, "are you feeling better?" It was then that mathilde knew he was in the hospital bed.

Ten years of youth, a thousand years of beauty, was buried in a necklace! Mathilde wished it had been a dream. Mrs. Buddha came to see her. They reached an agreement, and mathilde could choose to accept forty thousand francs, or that necklace. In addition, Mrs. Fogs will pay mathilde six thousand francs for her mental loss.

She accepted the latter. She went home wearing a necklace. On the way she thought, "I've got my own necklace." But when her husband knew she was not choosing money, she swore: "you stupid fool! Can a diamond necklace fill your stomach? You wear it to live forever!" Say, with six thousand francs, and slam the door. Mathilde was desperate. But she would rather beg in the street than sell her necklace, and not want to live by any means. It was the faith of her life, and she was confident that she would not owe anyone anything. Christmas came, and the holy snow fell from the sky, and the big ones were so big, so big, that they flew all over Paris, with smoke and smoke, and covered the whole city of Paris with thick snow sheets. Some people sang and danced, others gave presents, and in the atmosphere of joy there was no one to notice that the corner sat a beggar with a ragged shirt and a diamond necklace.

　　Article 7: the necklace follows

She was so moved that she seized her hands and said, "alas! Poor mathilde! But my one is false, to be more worth five hundred francs! ." "Ah? Good heavens!" The smile on mathilde's face disappeared, and she stared, almost screaming, "what? Fake? . By god! "God! For a moment mathilde's face turned pale, and she felt the earth spinning. "Ah! My god! My poor mathilde, what's wrong with you? . By god! Come on! ." Mathilde finally woke up. She could only see a blur of white fog, a smell of smell. The dull headache made her sobriety, the blurred white fog dispersed, the white ceiling gradually became clear, and the liquid glass bottles hung from it. She tried to raise her head in disbelief, but she felt as heavy as her head. She gave a groan and muttered to herself. She was sitting on a stool by the hospital bed, and he dreamed that Jennie was mad, in shabby clothes, and was unkempt in pursuit of herself: "where is my necklace?" Where is it? -- ". For a moment I was very anxious, but I felt that my legs were weak and I could not run. Suddenly, I woke up in a cold sweat. I saw mathilde trying to get up with the bed and said to himself, "what's wrong with me? Where is this? Where is it??" "Ah! My poor mathilde, you wake up! Oh my god, you are so frightened!" "Said the lady, sobbing and wiping her tears. "Dear mathilde, this is the hospital. You have fainted for two days. I asked your Mr. Lui to return the necklace from the jewelry store, and the money will be returned to you soon! Honey, you don't have to be miserable anymore! Oh -- I'm sorry, mathilde! Why didn't you tell me about your necklace? ." Mathilde's mouth was green and white, and slowly she gave out a helpless smile. The cold and rough hand slowly came over, holding the hand of Mrs. Buddha's hand feebly, and said calmly and serenely, "thank you, dear Jenny! It is all my fault, I should not let vanity destroy the sweet home and precious youth."

　　Article 8: the necklace follows

Mathilde greeted her friend Jenny. Jenny told her the truth about the necklace. She was stunned, her hands covered in the big mouth, her eyes looking straight at Jennie, her eyes filled with resentment and sadness. The few trees along the road could not help but the cold wind of the withered leaf. Mathilde still stood there. At last she spread her hand over her mouth, and looked at the calloused hand, and she complained, "why, why? Jenny why didn't you tell me earlier? Otherwise, I wouldn't have to write a sequel to the necklace that I've been having since I lost this necklace. God, why are you so hateful, you are all scratching me, I have married such a useless husband, and let me lose a beautiful youth for a false necklace. I hate, I hate the injustice of this world. Why should I be a poor man who cannot wear gold and silver? The necklace! Or your fault, if you weren't so pretty, I wouldn't have picked you up, then I wouldn't have lost you... "A dead leaf floated down to mathilde's hands, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the withered yellow leaves, tears began to flow down and wet her face. She held the withered leaf in her hand and closed it in her arms, and she reflected, "isn't life like this dead leaf?