摘要：英语阅读能力是英语学习者语言水平的体现。阅读对于学习者具有重要的作用，不仅能培养学生英语语感，还能促进词汇积累，提高写作水平。对培养学习者的英语综合能力大有帮助，同时也是学好英语的主要手段和有效途径。今后 给大家安排了每天500字的小说阅读，期待大家加入，一起

英语阅读能力是英语学习者语言水平的体现。阅读对于学习者具有重要的作用，不仅能培养学生英语语感，还能促进词汇积累，提高写作水平。对培养学习者的英语综合能力大有帮助，同时也是学好英语的主要手段和有效途径。今后 给大家安排了每天500字的小说阅读，期待大家加入，一起读英文原创小说。

每天500字阅读（朗读更棒），每个月就是1万5千字，每年的阅读量就可以达到高达18万， 这是一个很了不起的阅读量。同时，我们把词汇提取出来，真实语境，更有利于习得词汇，一起读起来。

单篇小说

At the end of a long, winding road surrounded by fields of wildflowers stood an abandoned house. It had been there for as long as anyone in the nearby town of Red Hollow could remember. No one knew who had built it, or why it had been left behind. Over time, it became a source of fear and fascination, the subject of whispered stories passed down through generations.

Twenty-year-old Daniel had heard those stories his entire life. Some said the house was alive, waiting for someone foolish enough to step inside. Others claimed it was cursed, that anyone who entered would never leave. Daniel didn’t believe in curses, but he couldn’t deny the strange pull he felt whenever he passed it on his way home.

One warm summer evening, with the sun dipping below the horizon and curiosity gnawing at him, Daniel decided to see the house for himself. Armed with nothing but a flashlight and his courage, he followed the overgrown path leading to the front porch. The house loomed above him, its windows dark and empty, its wooden frame creaking in the evening breeze.

The front door was slightly ajar, as if inviting him in. Daniel hesitated, then pushed it open. The air inside was heavy, stale, and strangely warm. Dust motes floated in the faint beam of light from his flashlight, and the floorboards groaned under his weight.

The interior was surprisingly intact—furniture covered in white sheets, a grand staircase winding upward, and a massive chandelier hanging precariously from the ceiling. It looked as if whoever had lived there had left in a hurry, leaving everything behind.

“Hello?” Daniel called out, his voice echoing eerily in the empty halls. No response.

He climbed the staircase, his footsteps slow and deliberate. At the top, he found a long hallway lined with closed doors. One of them, at the very end, was slightly open, and from within came a faint sound—a melody, soft and haunting, like a music box playing somewhere far away.

Curiosity drove him forward. He pushed the door open and found himself in a small room. The walls were lined with shelves full of old books and trinkets, and in the center of the room sat a music box, its lid open, playing the strange tune.

As Daniel stepped closer, the music stopped abruptly. The room grew colder, and the door slammed shut behind him.

“Who’s there?” he demanded, spinning around. The only answer was a faint whisper, so soft he couldn’t make out the words. Then, in the reflection of the glass covering the music box, he saw movement—a shadow that wasn’t his own.

“Leave,” the whisper grew louder, clearer. “While you still can.”

Daniel turned back to the door, yanking on the handle, but it wouldn’t budge. The shadow in the reflection grew larger, darker, taking shape behind him. He could feel its presence—cold, heavy, and suffocating.

Desperate, Daniel grabbed the music box and slammed it shut. The shadow froze, and the room went silent. The door creaked open, and without a second thought, Daniel bolted out of the room, down the stairs, and out into the cool night air.

As he reached the safety of the road, he turned back. The house stood still and silent, but he could feel its gaze, watching him, waiting for someone else to step inside.

Key Words:

abandoned - 被遗弃的

fascination - 着迷

gnawing - 折磨人的

creaking - 吱嘎作响的

ajar - 微开的

chandelier - 吊灯

melody - 旋律

trinkets - 小装饰品

suffocating - 令人窒息的

bolted - 飞奔

中文全文翻译：

在一条蜿蜒曲折的小路尽头，野花田间矗立着一座被遗弃的房子。它在那里存在了很久，久到附近的红谷镇居民都记不得它的来历。没人知道是谁建造了它，也没人知道它为何被遗弃。随着时间的推移，它成了人们又怕又迷恋的对象，成为代代相传的低语故事主题。

二十岁的丹尼尔从小就听这些故事长大。有人说，这座房子是活的，等待着某个足够愚蠢的人走进去。还有人说，它被诅咒了，进入它的人永远无法离开。丹尼尔不相信诅咒，但他无法否认每次经过时那种奇怪的吸引力。

一个温暖的夏夜，太阳刚刚沉入地平线，丹尼尔在好奇心的驱使下决定亲自去看看那座房子。他只带了一只手电筒和满满的勇气，顺着被杂草覆盖的小路走向前廊。房子耸立在他面前，窗户黑暗而空洞，木制框架在傍晚的微风中吱吱作响。

前门微微敞开着，仿佛在邀请他进去。丹尼尔犹豫了一下，然后推开了门。屋内的空气沉重、陈旧，而且奇怪地温暖。灰尘颗粒在手电筒的微光中漂浮，脚下的地板吱呀作响。

室内出奇地完整——家具盖着白色的布，楼梯盘旋而上，天花板上悬挂着一个巨大的吊灯，似乎随时会掉下来。整个屋子看起来像是某人匆忙离开时留下的一切。

“有人吗？”丹尼尔喊道，声音在空荡荡的大厅里回荡，没有回应。

他缓缓爬上楼梯，每一步都小心翼翼。在楼上，他发现了一条长长的走廊，走廊两边是关着的门。走廊尽头的一扇门微微开着，里面传来一阵微弱的旋律——像是从远处传来的音乐盒声，柔和而令人不安。

好奇心驱使着他向前。他推开了门，发现自己置身于一间小屋。墙上摆满了旧书和小装饰品，房间中央放着一个打开的音乐盒，播放着那奇怪的曲调。

丹尼尔走近时，音乐戛然而止。房间变得更冷，门在他身后猛地关上。

“谁在那里？”他转过身，声音里带着颤抖。唯一的回应是微弱的低语声，轻到他听不清内容。随后，他在音乐盒玻璃反射中看到了一丝动静——一个不是他的影子。

“离开，”低语声变得更大、更清晰。“趁你还能走的时候。”

丹尼尔转向门，用力拉门把手，但门纹丝不动。玻璃中的影子逐渐变大、变黑，形成了一个形状，缓缓在他身后出现。他能感到它的存在——冰冷、沉重，让人窒息。

绝望之下，丹尼尔抓起音乐盒，用力将其盖上。影子顿住了，房间陷入寂静。门缓缓打开，他毫不犹豫地冲出房间，跑下楼梯，逃入夜晚清凉的空气中。

当他跑到路上时，他回头望去。房子依旧静立，沉默不语，但他能感受到它的注视，等待着下一个踏入它的人。

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来源：英语教学