Question

假如给我三天光明的梗概 400—500字 急急急！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！

要网上没有的，独一无二的。

Answer 1

《假如给我三天光明》梗概

　　本书的作者海伦·凯勒在黑暗中寻找光明，给无望世界带来希望。
　　??20世纪，一个独特的生命个体以其勇敢的方式震撼了世界，她——海伦·凯勒，一个生活在黑暗中却又给人类带来光明的女性，一个度过了生命的88个春秋，却熬过了87年无光、无声、无语的孤绝岁月。
　　??然而，正是这么一个幽闭在盲聋哑世界里的人，竟然毕业于哈佛大学德克利夫学院，并用生命的全部力量处处奔走，建起了一家家慈善机构，为残疾人造福，被美国《时代周刊》评选为20世纪美国十大英雄偶像。
　　??创造这一奇迹，全靠一颗不屈不挠的心。海伦接受了生命的挑战，用爱心去拥抱世界，以惊人的毅力面对困境，终于在黑暗中找到了人生的光明面，最后又把慈爱的双手伸向全世界。
　　??她还说：我的身体虽然不自由，但我的心是自由的。
　　??她说：“身体上的不自由终究是一种缺憾。我不敢说从没有怨天尤人或沮丧的时候，但我更明白这样根本于事无补，因此我总是极力控制自己，使自己的脑子不要去钻这种牛角尖。”
　　??“忘我就是快乐。”因而我要把别人眼睛所看见的光明当做我的太阳，别人耳朵所听见的音乐当做我的乐曲，别人嘴角的微笑当做我的快乐。
　　19世纪有两个奇人，一个是拿破仑，一个是海伦·凯勒。 ——马克·吐温
　　人类精神的美一旦被认识，我们就永远不会忘记。在她的生活和生活乐趣中，凯勒小姐给我们这些没有那么多困难需要克服的人们上了永远不能遗忘的一课——我们都希望这部书有越来越多的读者，让她的精神在越来越广的范围内传播。 ——罗斯福夫人

Answer 2

假如给我三天光明》前半部分主要写了海伦变成盲聋哑人后的生活。刚开始的海伦对于生活是失望的，用消极的思想去面对生活，情绪非常的暴躁，常常发脾气，扔东西。她感觉现实生活中没有爱等等，她是多么希望能重新得到光明。
在她父母的寻求下，帮海伦找到了一位老师——莎莉文老师，这位老师成为了海伦新生活的引导者，使海伦对生活重新充满了希望，充满了激情。在沙莉文老师耐心的指导下，海伦学会了阅读，认识了许多的字，也让她知道了爱，感受到了身边无处不在的爱。
随着时间的推移，海伦在老师和亲人的陪同下，体会到了许多不同的事物，比如：过圣诞节、拥抱海洋、体会秋季和冬天等等。后半部分则介绍了海伦的求学生涯。在海伦的求学生涯中，海伦遇到了许多的困难，但同时她也结识了许多的朋友等等。海伦在学习中，由于她的不屈不挠的精神，她学会了说话，写作。虽然在这过程中海伦遇到了一些不开心的事情，但她并没有放弃。她的努力得到了回报，成功实现了她的大学梦想，进入了哈佛大学。
在她的大学生活中由于生理上的缺陷，在繁重的功课中她非常的吃力，在老师的帮助以及她自己的努力下，最终她以优异的成绩大学毕业，还掌握了英语、法语、德语、拉丁语和希腊语五种语言。但大学毕业后她却遇到了悲伤的事，比如：慈母的去世。
海伦后来还介绍了在生活中遇到的一些伟人，比如：爱迪生、马克·吐温等等。同时也介绍她体会不同的丰富多彩的生活以及她的慈善活动等等。

Answer 3

All of us have read thrilling stories in which the hero had only a limited and specified time to live. Sometimes it was as long as a year; sometimes as short as twenty-four hours. But always we were interested in discovering just how the doomed man chose to spend his last days or his last hours. I speak, of course, of free men who have a choice, not condemned criminals whose sphere of activities is strictly delimited.
Such stories set us thinking, wondering what we should do under similar circumstances. What events, what experiences, what associations should we crowd into those last hours as mortal beings? What happiness should we find in reviewing the past, what regrets?

Sometimes I have thought it would be an excellent rule to live each day as if we should die tomorrow. Such an attitude would emphasize sharply the values of life. We should live each day with a gentleness, a vigor, and a keenness of appreciation which are often lost when time stretches before us in the constant panorama of more days and months and years to come. There are those, of course, who would adopt the Epicurean motto of "Eat, drink, and be merry," but most people would be chastened by the certainty of impending death.

In stories the doomed hero is usually saved at the last minute by some stroke of fortune, but almost always his sense of values is changed. he becomes more appreciative of the meaning of life and its permanent spiritual values. It ahs often been noted that those who live, or have lived, in the shadow of death bring a mellow sweetness to everything they do.

Most of us, however, take life for granted. We know that one day we must die, but usually we picture that day as far in the future. When we are in buoyant health, death is all but unimaginable. We seldom think of it. The days stretch out in an endless vista. So we go about our petty tasks, hardly aware of our listless attitude toward life.

The same lethargy, I am afraid, characterizes the use of all our faculties and senses. Only the deaf appreciate hearing, only the blind realize the manifold blessings that lie in sight. Particularly does this observation apply to those who have lost sight and hearing in adult life. But those who have never suffered impairment of sight or hearing seldom make the fullest use of these blessed faculties. Their eyes and ears take in all sights and sounds hazily, without concentration and with little appreciation. It is the same old story of not being grateful for what we have until we lose it, of not being conscious of health until we are ill.

I have often thought it would be a blessing if each human being were stricken blind and deaf for a few days at some time during his early adult life. Darkness would make him more appreciative of sight; silence would tech him the joys of sound.

Now and then I have tested my seeing friends to discover what they see. Recently I was visited by a very good friends who had just returned from a long walk in the woods, and I asked her what she had observed.. "Nothing in particular, " she replied. I might have been incredulous had I not been accustomed to such reposes, for long ago I became convinced that the seeing see little.

How was it possible, I asked myself, to walk for an hour through the woods and see nothing worthy of note? I who cannot see find hundreds of things to interest me through mere touch. I feel the delicate symmetry of a leaf. I pass my hands lovingly about the smooth skin of a silver birch, or the rough, shaggy bark of a pine. In the spring I touch the branches of trees hopefully in search of a bud the first sign of awakening Nature after her winter's sleep. I feel the delightful, velvety texture of a flower, and discover its remarkable convolutions; and something of the miracle of Nature is revealed to me. Occasionally, if I am very fortunate, I place my hand gently on a small tree and feel the happy quiver of a bird in full song. I am delighted to have the cool waters of a brook rush thought my open finger. To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug. To me the page ant of seasons is a thrilling and unending drama, the action of which streams through my finger tips.

At times my heart cries out with longing to see all these things. If I can get so much pleasure from mere touch, how much more beauty must be revealed by sight. Yet, those who have eyes apparently see little. the panorama of color and action which fills the world is taken for granted. It is human, perhaps, to appreciate little that which we have and to long for that which we have not, but it is a great pity that in the world of light the gift of sight is used only as a mere conveniences rather than as a means of adding fullness to life.

If I were the president of a university I should establish a compulsory course in "How to Use Your Eyes". The professor would try to show his pupils how they could add joy to their lives by really seeing what passes unnoticed before them. He would try to awake their dormant and sluggish faculties.

Perhaps I can best illustrate by imagining what I should most like to see if I were given the use of my eyes, say, for just three days. And while I am imagining, suppose you, too, set your mind to work on the problem of how you would use your own eyes if you had only three more days to see. If with the on-coming darkness of the third night you knew that the sun would never rise for you again, how would you spend those three precious intervening days? What would you most want to let your gaze rest upon?

I, naturally, should want most to see the things which have become dear to me through my years of darkness. You, too, would want to let your eyes rest on the things that have become dear to you so that you could take the memory of them with you into the night that loomed before you.

If, by some miracle, I were granted three seeing days, to be followed by a relapse into darkness, I should divide the period into three parts.

Answer 4

海伦凯勒。是一个聪明而又暴躁的小女生。

Answer 5

看，看完这本书，他不香吗？