短篇小說集英語

『壹』 長篇小說，中篇小說，短篇小說用英語怎麼說

字數的多少，是區別長篇、中篇、短篇小說的一個因素，但不是惟一的因素。人們通常把幾千字到兩萬字的小說稱為短篇小說，三萬字到十萬字的小說稱為中篇小說，十萬字以上的稱為長篇小說。這只是就字數而言的，其實，長、中、短篇小說的區別，主要是由作品反映生活的范圍、作品的容量來決定的。長篇小說容量最大，最廣闊，篇幅也比較長，具有比較復雜的結構，它一般是通過比較多的人物和紛繁的事件來表現社會生活的，如《紅樓夢》。中篇小說反映生活的范圍雖不像長篇那樣廣闊，但也能反映出一定廣度的生活面，它的人物的多寡、情節的繁簡介於長篇與短篇之間，如《人到中年》。短篇小說的特點是緊湊、短小精悍，它往往只寫了一個或很少幾個人物，描寫了生活的一個片斷或插曲。短篇小說所反映的生活雖不及長篇、中篇廣闊，但也同樣是完整的，有些還具有深刻、豐富的社會意義。

『貳』 短篇小說用英語怎麼說

短篇小說：
翻譯： short story;
雙語例句：
這本集子是由詩、散文和短篇小說三部分組合而成的。
This collection is made up of three parts: poems, essays and short stories.

『叄』 經典短篇英文小說

經典短篇小說好多呢！用詞比較簡單，但意義深刻！更重要的是每一篇都短小精悍！（符合你的要求哦）
1.《生火》傑克.倫敦 To Build a Fire (Jack LondonP
2.《厄謝爾府的倒塌》 愛倫.坡
The Fall of the House of Usher (Edgar Allan Poe)
3.《項鏈》莫泊桑 The Necklace (Guy de Maupassant)
4.《警察與贊美詩》歐.亨利 The Cop and the Anthem
(O Henry)
5.《麥琪的禮物》歐.亨利 Magi's gift (O Henry)
6.《最後一片藤葉》歐.亨利 The Last Leaf (O Henry)
7.《加利維拉縣有名的跳蛙》馬克.吐溫 The Notorious Jumping Frog of Calaveras County
（Mark Twain)
8.《人生的五種恩賜》馬克.吐溫
The Five Boons of Life （Mark Twain)
9.《三生客》 托馬斯.哈代 The Three Strangers
(Thomas Hardy)
10.《敞開的落地窗》薩基 The Open Window (Saki)
11.《末代佳人》菲茨傑拉德 The Last of the Belles
(F.S.Fitzgerald)
12.《手》舍伍德.安德森 Hands
13.《伊芙琳》詹姆斯.喬伊斯 Eveline
14.《教長的黑色面紗》納撒尼爾.霍桑

『肆』 短篇小說集用英語怎麼說 用collection這個單詞 機器翻譯別來

short story collections.

『伍』 推薦一些英文短篇小說

相信你會喜歡這篇短小的小說的。

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."

『陸』 英語短篇小說

The last leaf (a script) Ting \ Muzi Cast: props: Aside: bed-yan, a few paintings, leaves, instant noodles Susan: actor-man clothing, hats, music WEST HAINAN: Ting Door Bell: Quarter 1,2,3,4 neighbors: Xia, Cong, Qi, Jing Music sounded ... ... Aside: the late autumn in New York, the usual bustling and noisy lost all that had to be attributed to cold, invisible to the naked eye, the uninvited guest, doctors told him to "pneumonia." The destroyer in the streets of New York flagrant follow step down on all of a sudden more than a dozen victims. Washington Square in the west side of a hut, his hand and knocked down a west wind blowing in California was not the color Ruonv Zi. WEST HAINAN lying on a painted iron bed, motionless, staring out the window opposite the Netherlands-brick walls of the space. In the early morning ... ... Susan: WEST HAINAN. WEST HAINAN: Oh, Susan you back. (Weakly) Susan: I come back. (She reached the bedside, holding her hand) WEST HAINAN: a doctor he is gone? Susan: he is gone. I am not a doctor, he would lead the way, he afraid, I am afraid it is also a lifetime can not get out of this maze-like a small alley! (With a resentment) WEST HAINAN: 12,11,10 ... ... Susan: WEST HAINAN, what do you have a few? WEST HAINAN: that the window of ivy leaves less and less, but a good number. (Sad) Susan: What it leaves those few, carefully cold, I went to the curtains in one way or another! WEST HAINAN: No, do not! (Urgent) Susan: well, I do not pull, to come to lie down, do not go to a good number of those leaves? WEST HAINAN: poor leaf, not a soon left the ... ... afraid I do not catch cold? Go to heaven, not afraid of anything. Susan: nonsense, the doctor just said that he told me that you are going to a good, he said that you are so young and so beautiful, such a small point of how disease might hurt you? This is the doctor said to me! (Holding her hand and a tighter) WEST HAINAN: Susan, looked at me, you cried, do not deny that if I healed quickly, then why do you cry? I am poor, I do not silly. I have read the newspapers, the influenza-inced pneumonia has claimed the lives of many people, me, and I was next. Susan: No! They will not. WEST HAINAN: This is like the leaves of the Federation of drop-off, and so on that last leaf to fall, I had to leave. Narration: WEST HAINAN pale, lying quietly, Xiang Yizun live down the collapse of the statue, she said, eyes closed ... ... WEST HAINAN: I want to watch because it's the last rattan leaves fall off. I get impatient, and so on. Would like to get impatient. I think out of all, as a poor, tired of the rattan leaves, long way down Gone with the Wind, Gone with the Wind ... ... Music sounded ... ... Susan: I said you stupid you are stupid, so young and so beautiful you are, how can their lives and it leaves a little to link them? I said that you should not, I can not say so, I said that you should not WEST HAINAN. (With tearful voice) WEST HAINAN: Susan, I Bieguai, I do not want to leave you, do not want to leave this world, I could have been the best. This leaves just as it did not want to fall, but it does not have the strength. Susan: No, WEST HAINAN. We do not want those leaves, please? Let's think about those things better, let us think of the Gulf of Naples, think of Van Gogh's hometown, think of the Seine in Paris. WEST HAINAN: hey, right right, we have agreed to go to Europe, to realize our dream to become an artist.

『柒』 求英語短篇小說！

經典短篇小說好多呢！用詞比較簡單，但意義深刻！更重要的是每一篇都短小精悍！（符合你的要求哦）
1.《生火》傑克.倫敦 To Build a Fire (Jack LondonP
2.《厄謝爾府的倒塌》 愛倫.坡
The Fall of the House of Usher (Edgar Allan Poe)
3.《項鏈》莫泊桑 The Necklace (Guy de Maupassant)
4.《警察與贊美詩》歐.亨利 The Cop and the Anthem
(O Henry)
5.《麥琪的禮物》歐.亨利 Magi's gift (O Henry)
6.《最後一片藤葉》歐.亨利 The Last Leaf (O Henry)
7.《加利維拉縣有名的跳蛙》馬克.吐溫 The Notorious Jumping Frog of Calaveras County
（Mark Twain)
8.《人生的五種恩賜》馬克.吐溫
The Five Boons of Life （Mark Twain)
9.《三生客》 托馬斯.哈代 The Three Strangers
(Thomas Hardy)
10.《敞開的落地窗》薩基 The Open Window (Saki)
11.《末代佳人》菲茨傑拉德 The Last of the Belles
(F.S.Fitzgerald)
12.《手》舍伍德.安德森 Hands
13.《伊芙琳》詹姆斯.喬伊斯 Eveline
14.《教長的黑色面紗》納撒尼爾.霍桑
The Minister's Black Veil