篇一：茶花女英文讀后感
　　
　　I read the Chinese version of “Camille” a few years ago. At that time I was deeply moved by the main character Marguerite Gautier. “Camille” or “The Lady of the Camellias” by Alexandre Dumas, fils, is the story of Marguerite Gautier, a young courtesan, or kept woman, in Paris in the mid 1800's, and how she falls in love with a young man, Armand Duval, and then tries to escape from her questionable past. Unfortunately, it comes back to haunt her and she ends up returning to that life and dies painfully and alone, but with the knowledge that she was a noble woman at heart. When I first began to read the book, I did not care for Marguerite or her attitude or lifestyle, but as I got further into the narrative, I realized that her saucy attitude was a front to cover the lonely woman that she really was. She felt used, abused and unloved, until the gentle Armand Duval came into her life and showed her that he loved her as a person and not for what she could do for him. It must have taken great courage for Marguerite to leave the life she had lived for so long, knowing all along that it was probably too good to be true and would not last indefinitely. And it also showed that Marguerite really loved Armand Duval for she could even change herself for him.
　　
　　However, happiness didn't last for long. When M. Duval, Armand's father, came to her, pleading for her to leave Armand to save both Armand's reputation and that of his younger innocent sister, Marguerite saw a way to become pure of heart, if not in body. She felt that it was her duty, because she loved Armand so much, to do this even though it meant giving up her own happiness and hurting Armand temporarily. She reluctantly returned to her former life, knowing that some day Armand would forgive her. Sadly, she died in debt and basically alone, except for her one female friend, Julie Duprat, who helped her during her illness. She had her journal sent to Armand after her death, explaining why she had made the choices she had. I think Dumas's last few lines about Marguerite being the exception, not the rule were quite true, and I also agreed with his view that while her lifestyle could not be condoned, we as a society assume that all of these type of women are cold and heartless, while this may not always be the case. A person can make the wrong choices in life when they are young, and try to redeem themselves, but sometimes past situations prevent them from changing their lives, even though they desperately wish to do so. This applies to both men and women in many different types of circumstances: involvement in crime; drug or alcohol abuse; gambling; prostitution; financial problems; poor marriage choices; etc. And this is the fact, which exists in the whole society.
　　
　　As far as the other characters in the book, I think Marguerite was right in saying that no one truly cared about her, but only wanted something from her, the only exceptions being Armand and Julie Duprat. Of course, the Comte de G. and Comte de N. wanted her body and appearance. The Duke needed to “wake up and smell the coffee” and realize that she could never replace his dead daughter. If he truly cared, he could have helped her leave her lifestyle without “keeping” her himself. And lastly, Prudence was a blood-sucking leech who used Marguerite almost worse than the men. I also think she was jealous of the fact that Marguerite had so much more courage than herself and someone truly loved her.
　　
　　Last morning, when tiding my bookshelf, I took this book out of the shelf, and a dried flower flew away from the book. It was pale blue, very transparent, with thin fine veins. a dried flower flew away from the book. It was pale blue, very transparent, with thin fine veins. I held it against the morning light and blew on it. The soft breeze carried it away. Camille is just like the camellia, she could never escape from the destiny of withering. But it wasn't her fault; it's because of the evil of Capitalism and the hideousness of that society.
　　
　　Suddenly, I remembered a saying: “Women are like the flowers”。 Those pretty women are like those beautiful flowers; their delicate beauty makes people feel they are the miracle of life. However, even the God envies their beauty. It seems that beautiful women always have tragic endings. As we are normal persons, even we can see the hideousness of humanity that results in their fate of withering, we can at most ask quietly in our hearts: Where have those beautiful flowers gone? Where have they gone?
　　
　　篇二：茶花女英文讀后感
　　
　　Throughout France and China, few people know the name “Al Fang Xenon Plessey”， however, quite a lot of people have read La traviata and have got to know something about the marvelous love story. Al Fang Xenon Plessey was the original character of the heroin in the famous French Literature work La Traviata. The moving, tear-jerking love story was adapted and recreated from Al Fang Xenon Plessey's experience.
　　
　　La Traviata was written by Dumas. In fact, the story told in the novel was almost exactly the love story between Dumas and his lover.
　　
　　Dumas, whose father was also a famous writer, did not live a very good childhood. Instead, because of his special identity as an illegitimate child, he was often made fun of by his fellows. Alexander Dumas, his father, was so ungrateful that he abandoned Dumas and his weaver mother immediately after he got some reputation and put himself into a new, luxury world. Eventually he thought of little Dumas and his poor mother. At that time, he had developed a very intimate relationship with an actress and had just had a newly-born daughter. Alexander Dumas adopted little Dumas through legal way, leaving the weaver alone. What a miserable life she had been living!
　　
　　Pure and plain as Dumas was, he gradually changed with the surroundings. It was not his fault! Living in a materialistic surrounding, especially under the example of his father, who had lived an extravagant and luxury life, Dumas simply couldn't avoid been involved in the polluted society and gradually adapted to the shift from a freshman to a bad guy like his father. He, also, began to seek for extravagance, sex and reputation. “What the father look like, what the son will be” is often referred when people talked about this father and son.
　　
　　However, we know that Dumas had lived with mother for 7 years, during which time he had been receiving formal and integrity education. Hence, even though Dumas was living a dissolute life, he was still with conscience. We shall never forget that Dumas began writing at a very young age, even when he was still a teenager, he had release quite a few novels and poems. But all his early works were not paid attention. It was La Traviata that gave Dumas an important place in French literature. Or more precisely, we should say it was the fascinating encountering of Dumas and Al Fang Xenon Plessey that made Dumas world famous.
　　
　　The love story in the novel went almost exactly as the real story. The only evident differences are the names. In the novel, the hero was named Arman and the heroin was named Margaret while Dumas and Al Fang Xenon Plessey outside the story.
　　
　　Margaret was a popular Paris prostitute. One day when Alma was attending an opera, Margaret was so attractive and shining that Alma noticed her immediately out of so many ordinary women and fell in love with her at the first sight. After the show, with help of a neighbor of Margaret, Alma was introduced to Margaret. They had a meal together that night. Margaret seemed to be very delighted, she laughed, spoke loudly. However, she coughed very badly. Silently she left her seat and walked into her bedroom when others were right in the mood. Alma followed her. She was having hemoptysis, which scared Alma terribly. He sincerely tried to persuade her to take good care of herself. Such advice and persuasion may seem common but it stroke Margaret. Never in her life had she been greeted and cared about as sincerely. After all, the two became closely connected and before long Margaret agreed to date with Alma.
　　
　　We can hardly tell whether Alma loved Margaret out of love or out of sympathy. Because throughout their contact, Alma did persuade Margaret to take good care and preserve her well. What's more, he even accompanied her to the countryside to recuperate, as has never been done others.
　　
　　Intimate time as they had, at last they had to break up. Alma's father was a reserved, loyal man who would never allow a prostitute to enter his family. Secretly he made an agreement with Margaret which forced Margaret to leave Alma, claiming that it was the way to show her love and loyalty to Alma.
　　
　　That Margaret died in despair was something within expectation though very saddening. She had been ill for a long time but she never really tried to do herself good. Addicted in the luxury world, she was not capable of drugging herself out of it.
　　
　　Crazy went Alma when he got to know the bad news. It was really a long time for him to come back to himself. Even, he didn't believe that Margaret had died until he opened the coffin and saw the scaring face of his once lover.
　　
　　Outside the story, Dumas also was very desperate about Plessey's death. However, he did not reveal his emotions. Neither had he written down something as a tribute nor had he frequently been to the Montmartre Cemetery to show his yearnings. But that he was deeply shocked was without doubt. Everything had gone too fast for him!
　　
　　When Dumas finished his travel to North Africa and came back to Paris, the view of the empty room was so striking that Dumas thought he should do something to memorize Margaret. In only one month Dumas created the famous novel, which turned out to be really a hit to the whole world. Coincidence or not, Dumas was also buried in the Montmartre Cemetery. The two intimate lovers could only continue their story underground.
　　
　　篇三：茶花女英文讀后感
　　
　　If a woman has even a tiny sense of dignity, she must shoulder any number of sacrifices rather than have her love varnished with venal character by asking for money from her lover. Extravagances, luxury as well as all other empery pleasures are valuelein front of love. As long as you love me, I ask for nothing else.
　　
　　-------Marguerite（La Dame Aux Camellias）
　　
　　Whenever I lingered over the magnificant story, I cannot help deeply touched by the bitterly sweet love, which struck the world as gentle as an April shower, as pure as a blowing snow, as heady as an old wine. It condensed a paradise into a kept woman's heart, which caught and held us transfixed against prejudice in mind and greed in nature, , and provided a journey that brought home to us a comprehensive understanding of love.
　　
　　Marguerite, as a kept woman,did not undergo the usual penalty of confronting wrinkles appeared under her eyes, the first death of a courtesans, but was endowed enough fortune to enjoy an unselfish and gorgeous love during her ephemeral life, witch came as a wonderful oasis to lead supply a new prospect in a disparate desert, appeared as a miracle medication to heal her wound in the sinful life, figured as a brisk spring to refresh and revitalize her lonely heart, and emerged as a great beacon of courage to kill all her bad habits in the past and make a firm determination to seek for a peaceful but fantastic life with her loved one.
　　
　　Lingering between the words, we could completely feel how kind and dignified she was. She refused Armond although she knew he was really loved her with his soul. because of her gloomy despair of life, she did not turn up in his life as a figure who was sad, ill, gay with a giant sadder than grief, besides witch, who spit blood and spent a hundred thousand francs in a year. Touching this words, how can we avoid our zealous sympathy for her? She bickered with the marquis and drove him away from her family, because she hated and refused to be treated as merchandise. Touching her deeds, how could we deny our high respect for her? At last, she renounced all her hope and life just because another woman's name. What she e although you may get hurt, but it is the only way you can live absolutely. But what she experienced, what she faced and what she did made her a real sublime angle and an eternal ideal woman in people' heart.
　　
　　However, no matter what devout wish, no matter what gorgeous love, or no matter what strong struggle, the society was so stone stubborn that it would never show any mercy for a kept woman. Just as Armond said, when God allow a kept woman to accept a real love, it is indeed a grant comfort, but also remorselepunishment, for the man holds the cruel authority to say to his lover, “ Your love is just a kind of commodity”， though the woman had devoted all her heart and (www.eduche.com)spirits to her loves. It cannot denied that it was Marguerite's joyous fortune to have Armond in her poor destiny, but at the same time, it is also have to be admitted that what a hopeletorture she tolerated and what a disappointed suffering she endured at the last part of her life. It was really too much to her. We even cannot tell what kind our feeling soared inside our bosom, but just happy with her, sad with her, waiting with her, wishing with her, and disappointed with her……
　　
　　shall we criticize Armond for his foolish and brute deed to Marguerite as he got the same hurt by his horrible vengeance? Shall we condemn Armond, father for his selfish monologue which destroys the kind woman's dream? Shall we judge the motionlemerchant and policemen's actions before the dying woman?
　　
　　Through the whole story, we could feel that Maguerite pardon all of them. After tearing running down faces countless, and respect rising high in heart and soul, the conclusion seems so obvious: what ruined Marguerite is not Armond, and he never betrayed Marguerite, but the society. There was a slim chance for a kept woman to gain happineat that epoch; they had to come to the same end in different ways.
　　
　　To every woman, life is not all roses. In spite of bias, despoilment or hardship, love itself is universal. Marguerite really lives an abundant life, for she really appreciated a comprehensive love in her limited life journey.
　　
　　So, love srongly and passionately, although you may get deeply hurt, but it is the only way that you live completely.
　　
　　Best wishes for love, and best wishes for loved ones.