救命：跪求野性的呼唤英文读后感200－300words,下午要交啊！用词不要超过6级啊！

救命：跪求野性的呼唤英文读后感200－300words,下午要交啊！用词不要超过6级啊！
救命：跪求野性的呼唤英文读后感
200－300words,
下午要交啊！用词不要超过6级啊！

救命：跪求野性的呼唤英文读后感200－300words,下午要交啊！用词不要超过6级啊！
（The Call of the Wild）的读后感
My Call of the Wild
------ Enlightenment of The Call of the Wild
" He sings a song of the younger world, which is the song of the pack." (Chapter VII The Sounding of the Wild) When the last sentence vanished from my eyes, I can still perceive an echo of a song - a wild song, which knocks up my dizzy mind that always cheerfully sink into the so-called civilized world without questioning. Wild, is no longer a symbol of the law of jungle but a headspring where streams out love, passion, bravery, loyalty, friendship, venture, competition and tolerance all these virtues can easily be found in the Call of the Wild.
Jack London (1876-1916) is a worldwide renowned novelist. His stories successfully reflect the contradictory views of man’s nature and destiny in and against the wild, and his "fight to survive" notion has gained him and his works timeless popularity, particularly, the Call of the Wild
It tells a story of a gigantic dog, named Buck, who is stolen from a rich and comfortable home and forced to learn to survive as an Alaskan sled dog. Buck, at first, is too savage for the company of man until he coincidently encounters his beloved master-kindhearted John Thornton. Finally, John’s incidental death breaks Buck’s last tie to the man and drives him into his long-desired wild with his pack. In the story, Buck and John simply adopt themselves to answer the call of the wild. When it comes to Buck’s mind that one day he will eventually leave John- his master, all he wants to do is just to help him finish the gold-rush-trip. He " from then on, night and day, never put a halt, in desperation, he burst into long stretch of flight, did not to stay him (John)…" (Chapter VII The Sounding of The Wild) Buck wished to remember John’s image forever, he "for two days and nights never left camp, never let Thornton out of his sight. He followed him about at his work, watched him while saw him into blankets at night and out of them in the morning…" (Chapter VII) When I read these words I just could not hold my tears bursting. Can a real man devote himself to loyalty and friendship in such a way? On the other hand, John Thornton is not only a dog-lover but also a brave and venturous man. He is so straightforward and simple that makes him an accommodating man. Once he firmly roots a goal into his heart, it seems that nothing could prevent him from accomplishing it except death. I do not know whether the persistence is the most vital element to make a man successful, but what I know is that you are not far away from success once you occupy it.
It is Jack London who plunges me into the animated wild from the hustle-and-bustle and from desperate city. There, I merely cannot deny the attraction of Buck’s bark, which enlightens me to pursue another lost half of the nature in mankind, and to dig out a true meaning of life. Dare we imagine that London intentionally employs Buck to set us a model with perfect characters (count barbarity out)? The answer is affirmed. We, as animals, are from the wild but shedding off more and more wild signs, which demonstrate us as the "uncivilized". However, who can fully guarantee that we have not overlooked some essential wild-endowed virtues? Especially, nowadays, it seems more crucial for us to stop looking at the post-industrialized world and to ponder for a while. When cheats, betrayals, lies, lusts and crimes stuff a materialized society, whether London uses this novel to help himself escape the reality or warn the earthy people, to us, modern man, is all the same. It appears horrible that in modern society many people are enthusiastically talking about how to build up "special relations" to the authority, deceiving and lying to each other. To them life is a mask-wearing process rather than a hard work. Every time, you browse WebPages, scandals in politics, business, the entertainment circle and even on campus crowd into your eyes. Oh, what is the essence of human beings? What is the civilization to us? Do we need to look back at where we came from? Is it good or bad for us to speak out what we think and to do what the consciences demand us to? Are we wasting talents given by the mighty nature? Be an honest, straightforward, warmhearted, emotional and responsible man or be a shrewd, cold hearted and astute hypocrite? While embracing the "civilized" rubbish, we are losing those good virtues, which are the calls of the wild. Once we lose them, we are to lose ourselves, and we will get nowhere. I wish this dreadful thought is totally a fallacy, but, now, it is chilling me hard. One day when I happen to stand on the top of a grand mountain to observe a boundless prairie enveloped by the sapphire firmament and combed by gusts of the rhythmical west wind, a morning sun sprinkles me her warmth and brilliance in a graceful way, however, at that moment, I am afraid that I cannot appreciate these beauties, I am a lost " civilized man" then.
Please, please do not let come true while we are still able to answer the call of the wild.

楼主提供中文读后感的话，我可以代为翻译一下

My Call of the Wild
------ Enlightenment of The Call of the Wild
" He sings a song of the younger world, which is the song of the pack." (Chapter VII The Sounding of the Wild) When the last s...

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My Call of the Wild
------ Enlightenment of The Call of the Wild
" He sings a song of the younger world, which is the song of the pack." (Chapter VII The Sounding of the Wild) When the last sentence vanished from my eyes, I can still perceive an echo of a song - a wild song, which knocks up my dizzy mind that always cheerfully sink into the so-called civilized world without questioning. Wild, is no longer a symbol of the law of jungle but a headspring where streams out love, passion, bravery, loyalty, friendship, venture, competition and tolerance all these virtues can easily be found in the Call of the Wild.
Jack London (1876-1916) is a worldwide renowned novelist. His stories successfully reflect the contradictory views of man’s nature and destiny in and against the wild, and his "fight to survive" notion has gained him and his works timeless popularity, particularly, the Call of the Wild
It tells a story of a gigantic dog, named Buck, who is stolen from a rich and comfortable home and forced to learn to survive as an Alaskan sled dog. Buck, at first, is too savage for the company of man until he coincidently encounters his beloved master-kindhearted John Thornton. Finally, John’s incidental death breaks Buck’s last tie to the man and drives him into his long-desired wild with his pack. In the story, Buck and John simply adopt themselves to answer the call of the wild. When it comes to Buck’s mind that one day he will eventually leave John- his master, all he wants to do is just to help him finish the gold-rush-trip. He " from then on, night and day, never put a halt, in desperation, he burst into long stretch of flight, did not to stay him (John)…" (Chapter VII The Sounding of The Wild) Buck wished to remember John’s image forever, he "for two days and nights never left camp, never let Thornton out of his sight. He followed him about at his work, watched him while saw him into blankets at night and out of them in the morning…" (Chapter VII) When I read these words I just could not hold my tears bursting. Can a real man devote himself to loyalty and friendship in such a way? On the other hand, John Thornton is not only a dog-lover but also a brave and venturous man. He is so straightforward and simple that makes him an accommodating man. Once he firmly roots a goal into his heart, it seems that nothing could prevent him from accomplishing it except death. I do not know whether the persistence is the most vital element to make a man successful, but what I know is that you are not far away from success once you occupy it.
It is Jack London who plunges me into the animated wild from the hustle-and-bustle and from desperate city. There, I merely cannot deny the attraction of Buck’s bark, which enlightens me to pursue another lost half of the nature in mankind, and to dig out a true meaning of life. Dare we imagine that London intentionally employs Buck to set us a model with perfect characters (count barbarity out)? The answer is affirmed. We, as animals, are from the wild but shedding off more and more wild signs, which demonstrate us as the "uncivilized". However, who can fully guarantee that we have not overlooked some essential wild-endowed virtues? Especially, nowadays, it seems more crucial for us to stop looking at the post-industrialized world and to ponder for a while. When cheats, betrayals, lies, lusts and crimes stuff a materialized society, whether London uses this novel to help himself escape the reality or warn the earthy people, to us, modern man, is all the same. It appears horrible that in modern society many people are enthusiastically talking about how to build up "special relations" to the authority, deceiving and lying to each other. To them life is a mask-wearing process rather than a hard work. Every time, you browse WebPages, scandals in politics, business, the entertainment circle and even on campus crowd into your eyes. Oh, what is the essence of human beings? What is the civilization to us? Do we need to look back at where we came from? Is it good or bad for us to speak out what we think and to do what the consciences demand us to? Are we wasting talents given by the mighty nature? Be an honest, straightforward, warmhearted, emotional and responsible man or be a shrewd, cold hearted and astute hypocrite? While embracing the "civilized" rubbish, we are losing those good virtues, which are the calls of the wild. Once we lose them, we are to lose ourselves, and we will get nowhere. I wish this dreadful thought is totally a fallacy, but, now, it is chilling me hard. One day when I happen to stand on the top of a grand mountain to observe a boundless prairie enveloped by the sapphire firmament and combed by gusts of the rhythmical west wind, a morning sun sprinkles me her warmth and brilliance in a graceful way, however, at that moment, I am afraid that I cannot appreciate these beauties, I am a lost " civilized man" then.
Please, please do not let come true while we are still able to answer the call of the wild.

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Shensui is an idea, moving tales of spirits. In order to save the less fortunate: the suffering of children, the poor people. "The Happy Prince" gave up his sword on the C Ruby, who's gold and sapphir...

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Shensui is an idea, moving tales of spirits. In order to save the less fortunate: the suffering of children, the poor people. "The Happy Prince" gave up his sword on the C Ruby, who's gold and sapphire inlaid eyes. His color more and more bleak, but the feeling is more noble.
The Flying Swallow another article, the protagonist: it pure, lively, warm, kind-hearted, but also with the characteristics of children. The Happy Prince in the spirit of self-sacrifice inspired to become fortunate for the messenger of happiness. It is also the last to die happy, like Prince: a kind of tragic beauty. This fairy tale prince expressed his pleasure in good faith to praise the face of life care has been much praise. Also expressed sympathy for the people of the lower classes, which have a clear-cut positive realism. Although the full text of the show's sad and dreary tone, but also nipping problems, ridicule Vulgar, and a sense of humor.
Read this story, I can not calm frame of mind for a long time, this is a story of the power of love, friendship and survival story, the story of return to nature.
The story takes place at the end of the nineteenth century the United States, the book's heroine is a lovely Mingjiaobake the big dog, one day while the owner was not at home when bad insatiable gardener to the sale of the world of ice and snow, the weather in the north, began as the original Life. An adverse environment has become so cunning and cruel back, after several life-and-death fight, and finally back to occupy the "leader" position, and also the owner forged a deep friendship. At the same time, the wild ancestors also found the back germination and later killed the owner, Buck sad about this, mainly in the People's News over hatred, wolves in the call, a return to nature and become a wolf .. ....
"In the desire to stray long, long chain hated the habit, winter crab eyes Jing Feng, wild wake-up calls mad." This poem describes the accuracy of the back of this big dog, it should be said that the wolf is psychological. In fact, the heart of every one of us has this kind of wild, but we need to experience life's many, many, happiness, anger, sadness and joy. As the saying goes, the good: "Life is like a bottle Gomi," acid, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, have experienced ups and downs, vicissitudes, who is also tired, tired heart, the mind that naturally wild ...... Disappeared, but it has not completely disappeared, it is only in possession of a place, or stealth, and when you sleep at night, when you are in for their own success and cry loudly When you suddenly discovered that it may be in a corner, softly calling to you, will you return to your own place could there be?
"Call of the Wild" made me realize a profound truth: time to make the stubborn rock, clear and cool bottom water change, but it can never be devoid of the bone marrow of life - wild.
I suddenly thought of the lyrics: "running with the wind, the direction of freedom", perhaps, the original source of the United States have it!

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这个自己写比较好啊，别人写的都不咋地。。。。。。。。。。。。
实在要别人的去搜一下，很多的，几篇结合起来就ok了