英文短篇小说网

Ⅰ 急求最新英文短篇小说5000字左右

http://carvezine.com/stories/ 期刊 还附有有声版本
知道的比较好的就这一个..其他的大部分都要买..

Ⅱ 介绍几部经典英文短篇小说

（少年维特的烦恼)，我正在看，可能不算短篇吧。但是它的英文我觉得还比较容易好理解。

Ⅲ 推荐几部经典的英文短篇小说名字及其网址 可免费在线看的

英语小说在线阅读：Peter
and
Wendy[云南外语网]
http://www.ynenglish.com/Article/EnglishCourse/ReadingCourse/245_625620070208230800.shtml
英国作家罗尔德达尔的小说，《羊腿》。

Ⅳ 经典短篇英文小说

经典短篇小说好多呢！用词比较简单，但意义深刻！更重要的是每一篇都短小精悍！（符合你的要求哦）
1.《生火》杰克.伦敦 To Build a Fire (Jack LondonP
2.《厄谢尔府的倒塌》 爱伦.坡
The Fall of the House of Usher (Edgar Allan Poe)
3.《项链》莫泊桑 The Necklace (Guy de Maupassant)
4.《警察与赞美诗》欧.亨利 The Cop and the Anthem
(O Henry)
5.《麦琪的礼物》欧.亨利 Magi's gift (O Henry)
6.《最后一片藤叶》欧.亨利 The Last Leaf (O Henry)
7.《加利维拉县有名的跳蛙》马克.吐温 The Notorious Jumping Frog of Calaveras County
（Mark Twain)
8.《人生的五种恩赐》马克.吐温
The Five Boons of Life （Mark Twain)
9.《三生客》 托马斯.哈代 The Three Strangers
(Thomas Hardy)
10.《敞开的落地窗》萨基 The Open Window (Saki)
11.《末代佳人》菲茨杰拉德 The Last of the Belles
(F.S.Fitzgerald)
12.《手》舍伍德.安德森 Hands
13.《伊芙琳》詹姆斯.乔伊斯 Eveline
14.《教长的黑色面纱》纳撒尼尔.霍桑

Ⅳ 求未经翻译的英语短篇小说网站

可以到我的blog中的小说部分找到一些优秀英文原版小说:

http://hi..com/denver_space/blog/category/Short%20Stories

通过点击标题也可以查到原文所在网站的其他小说

比如，警察与赞美诗一文中的链接可查到：
http://www.literaturecollection.com/a/o_henry/32/

然后这里可以看到一个国外英语文学作品的图书馆

补充回答：
我给你的链接不一定都有人翻译过的吧

只要在google上查一下，English novels或者English literature就可以查到许多

或者查找digital library等关键词

Ⅵ 推荐一些英文短篇小说

相信你会喜欢这篇短小的小说的。

Appointment With Love －－By Sulamith Ish-Kishor

Six minutes to six, said the great round clock over the information booth in Grand Central Station. The tall young Army lieutenant who had just come from the direction of the tracks lifted his sunburned face, and his eyes narrowed to note the exact time. His heart was pounding with a beat that shocked him because he could not control it. In six minutes, he would see the woman who had filled such a special place in his life for the past 13 months, the woman he had never seen, yet whose written words had been with him and sustained him unfailingly.
He placed himself as close as he could to the information booth, just beyond the ring of people besieging the clerks...
Lieutenant Blandford remembered one night in particular, the worst of the fighting, when his plane had been caught in the midst of a pack of Zeros. He had seen the grinning face of one of the enemy pilots.
In one of his letters, he had confessed to her that he often felt fear, and only a few days before this battle, he had received her answer: "Of course you fear...all brave men do. Didn't King David know fear? That's why he wrote the 23rd Psalm. Next time you doubt yourself, I want you to hear my voice reciting to you: 'Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil, for Thou art with me.'" And he had remembered; he had heard her imagined voice, and it had renewed his strength and skill.
Now he was going to hear her real voice. Four minutes to six. His face grew sharp.
Under the immense, starred roof, people were walking fast, like threads of color being woven into a gray web. A girl passed close to him, and Lieutenant Blandford started. She was wearing a red flower in her suit lapel, but it was a crimson sweet pea, not the little red rose they had agreed upon. Besides, this girl was too young, about 18, whereas Hollis Meynell had frankly told him she was 30. "Well, what of it?" he had answered. "I'm 32." He was 29.
His mind went back to that book - the book the Lord Himself must have put into his hands out of the hundreds of Army library books sent to the Florida training camp. Of Human Bondage, it was; and throughout the book were notes in a woman's writing. He had always hated that writing-in habit, but these remarks were different. He had never believed that a woman could see into a man's heart so tenderly, so understandingly. Her name was on the bookplate: Hollis Meynell. He had got hold of a New York City telephone book and found her address. He had written, she had answered. Next day he had been shipped out, but they had gone on writing.
For 13 months, she had faithfully replied, and more than replied. When his letters did not arrive she wrote anyway, and now he believed he loved her, and she loved him.
But she had refused all his pleas to send him her photograph. That seemed rather bad, of course. But she had explained: "If your feeling for me has any reality, any honest basis, what I look like won't matter. Suppose I'm beautiful. I'd always be haunted by the feeling that you had been taking a chance on just that, and that kind of love would disgust me. Suppose I'm plain (and you must admit that this is more likely). Then I'd always fear that you were going on writing to me only because you were lonely and had no one else. No, don't ask for my picture. When you come to New York, you shall see me and then you shall make your decision. Remember, both of us are free to stop or to go on after that - whichever we choose..."
One minute to six - Lieutenant Blandford's heart leaped higher than his plane had ever done.
A young woman was coming toward him. Her figure was long and slim; her blond hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears. Her eyes were blue as flowers, her lips and chin had a gentle firmness. In her pale green suit, she was like springtime come alive.
He started toward her, entirely forgetting to notice that she was wearing no rose, and as he moved, a small, provocative smile curved her lips.
"Going my way, soldier?" she murmured.
Uncontrollably, he made one step closer to her. Then he saw Hollis Meynell.
She was standing almost directly behind the girl, a woman well past 40, her graying hair tucked under a worn hat. She was more than plump; her thick-ankled feet were thrust into low-heeled shoes. But she wore a red rose in the rumpled lapel of her brown coat.
The girl in the green suit was walking quickly away.
Blandford felt as though he were being split in two, so keen was his desire to follow the girl, yet so deep was his longing for the woman whose spirit had truly companioned and upheld his own; and there she stood. Her pale, plump face was gentle and sensible; he could see that now. Her gray eyes had a warm, kindly twinkle.
Lieutenant Blandford did not hesitate. His fingers gripped the small worn, blue leather of Of Human Bondage, which was to identify him to her. This would not be love, but it would be something precious, something perhaps even rarer than love - a friendship for which he had been and must ever be grateful.
He squared his broad shoulders, saluted and held the book out toward the woman, although even while he spoke he felt shocked by the bitterness of his disappointment.
"I'm Lieutenant John Blandford, and you - you are Miss Meynell. I'm so glad you could meet me. May...may I take you to dinner?"
The woman's face broadened in a tolerant smile. "I don't know what this is all about, son," she answered. "That young lady in the green suit - the one who just went by - begged me to wear this rose on my coat. And she said that if you asked me to go out with you, I should tell you that she's waiting for you in that big restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of a test. I've got two boys with Uncle Sam myself, so I didn't mind to oblige you."

Ⅶ 带翻译的英文短篇，小小说网站，最好是有声的那种

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www.calm-sea.com/Novel/
还有个叫文采飞扬的也不错

Ⅷ 谁知道外国的生活类，哲理性的超短篇小说网站，给提供几个，要英语的

http://www.buzzle.com/chapters/escape-hatch_Short-Fixion.asp
http://www.americanliterature.com/ss/ssindx.html
http://www.classicreader.com/short-stories.php

Ⅸ 英文短篇童话故事的网站

NO.1 The crow and the pitcher(乌鸦和水罐)

By Aesop

1 once there was a thirsty crow. She had flown a long way looking for water to

drink.

Suddenly she saw a pitcher. She flew down and saw it held a little water, but

it was so low in the pitcher that she could not reach it.

2 “But I must have that water,” she cried. “I am too heavy to fly farther.

What shall I do? I ‘ll tip the pitcher over.”

She beat it with her wings, but it was too heavy. She could not move it.

Then she thought a while. “I know now! I will break it! Then I will drink the

water as it pours out. How good it will taste!”

3 with beak and claws and wings she threw herself against the pitcher. But it

was too strong.

The poor crow stopped to rest. “what shall I do now? I cannot die of thirst

with water close by. There must be a way, if I only hat wit enough to find it

out.”

4 after a while the crow had a bright idea. There were many small stones lying

about. She picked them up one by one and dropped them into the pitcher. Slowly

the water rose, till at last she could drink it .how good it tasted!

5 “There is always a way out of hard places, ” said the crow,”if only you

have the wit to find it.”

1、从前有一只口渴的乌鸦。为了找到水源，她已在空中飞行了很长时间。突然她发现了一

保水罐。她飞落下来，发现罐里有一些水，但是水罐太深，她无法喝到罐里的水。

2、“但我一定要喝到这水，”她叫道，“我已累得飞不动了。我该怎么办？我明白了！我

该把水罐推倒。”

她用翅膀击打水罐，但水罐太沉了，她推不动它。

于是她想了一会儿。“这回我有办法了！我要打碎它！水从破罐子里流出来，我就能喝上

了。那将是多么甘美的水啊！”

3、她用尖喙、脚爪、翅膀去使劲地撞击水罐。但是水罐太坚固了。

可怜的乌鸦不得不停下来歇一会儿。“我现在该怎么办？我不能眼睁睁在水边渴死。只要

我开动脑筋，一定能找到办法。”

4、过了一会儿，乌鸦想出了一个聪明的办法。附近有很多小石子。她把它们一颗颗拣起来

扔进水罐，水慢慢地升高了。终于刀子可以喝上了，多么甘美的水啊！

5、“只要你充分发挥自己的才智，”乌鸦说，“在任何困难的地方都能找到解决问题的办

法。”