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I had a letter from my sister yesterday. She lives in Nigeria. In her letter, she said that she would come to England next year. If she comes, she will get a surprise. We are now living in a beautiful new house in the country. Work on it had begun before my sister left. The house was completed five months ago. In my letter, I told her that she could stay with us. The house has many large rooms and there is a lovely garden. It is a very modern house, so it looks strange to some people. It must be the only modern house in the district.

我收到我妹妹的一封信昨天。她住在尼日利亚。在她的信中，她说她明年将到英国来。如果她来，她会大吃一惊。我们的国家现在是生活在一个美丽的新房子。这栋房子在我姐姐离开之前。房子是五个月前完工。在我的信中，我告诉她，她可以和我们住在一起。这栋房子里有许多房间，还有一个漂亮的花园。这是一个非常现代化的住宅，因此在有些人看来很古怪。它必须是这个地区唯一的一栋现代化住宅。

I entered the hotel manager's office and sat down. I had just lost $50 and I felt very upset. 'I left the money in my room,' I said, 'and it's not there now.' The manager was sympathetic, but he could do nothing. 'Everyone's losing money these days,' he said. He started to complain about this wicked world but was interrupted by a knock at the door. A girl came in and put an envelope on his desk. It contained $50. 'I found this outside this gentleman's room,' she said. 'Well,' I said to the manager, 'there is still some honesty in this world!'

我走进饭店经理的办公室，坐了下来。我刚刚丢了50英镑，感到非常烦恼。"我把钱放在房间里，"我说，"可现在没有了。"经理深表同情，但却无能为力。"现在大家都在丢钱，"他说。他开始抱怨起这个邪恶的世界，但却被敲门声打断了。一个姑娘走了进来，把一个信封放在了他桌上。它包含了50美元。"我先生的房门外发现了，"她说。"好吧，"我对那位经理说，"这世界上还是有诚实可言的!"

Pumas are large, cat-like animals which are found in America. When reports came into London Zoo that a wild puma had been spotted forty-five miles south of London, they were not taken seriously. However, as the evidence began to accumulate, experts from the Zoo felt obliged to investigate, for the descriptions given by people who claimed to have seen the puma were extraordinarily similar.

The hunt for the puma began in a small village where a woman picking blackberries saw 'a large cat' only five yards away from her. It immediately ran away when she saw it, and experts confirmed that a puma will not attack a human being unless it is cornered(adj.被困得走投无路的). The search proved difficult, for the puma was often observed at one place in the morning and at another place twenty miles away in the evening. Wherever it went, it left behind it a trail of dead deer and small animals like rabbits. Paw prints were seen in a number of places and puma fur was found clinging to bushes. Several people complained of 'cat-like noises' at night and a businessman on a fishing trip saw the puma up a tree. The experts were now fully convinced that the animal was a puma, but where had it come from ? As no pumas had been reported missing from any zoo in the country, this one must have been in the possession of a private collector and somehow managed to escape. The hunt went on for several weeks, but the puma was not caught. It is disturbing to think that a dangerous wild animal is still at large in the quiet countryside.

美洲狮是一种体形似猫的大动物，产于美洲。当伦敦动物园接到报告说，在伦敦以南45英里处发现一只美洲狮时，这些报告并没有受到重视。可是，随着证据越来越多，动物园的专家们感到有必要进行一番调查，因为凡是声称见到过美洲狮的人们所描述的情况竟是出奇地相似。

我觉得其实不用指定书目，真的，考四级现在要加强的是词汇量，到时候阅读和听力是重头戏，听力就是要保证你最近一段时间要始终有对英语听力的感觉，不要陌生，其实你每天只要拿出半个小时到一个小时给自己设定一个那种学习的气氛，重要的就是坚持还有那种氛围。阅读，很明显，就是要加大自己的词汇量，无论是四级还是六级，乃至以后你考研或者你走上工作岗位，词汇量是必须的，这个是你不能偷懒的，加大词汇量必须要坚持，这样才会有效果，加油！！

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In this crisis I think I may be pardoned if I do not address the House at any length today, and I hope that any of my friends and colleagues or former colleagues who are affected by the political reconstruction will make all allowances for any lack of ceremony with which it has been necessary to act. I say to the House as I said to Ministers who have joined this government, I have nothing to offer but blood, toil,

sweat and tears. We have before us an ordeal of the most grievous kind. We have before us many, many months of struggle and suffering. You ask, what is our policy? I say it is to wage war by land, sea and air. War with all our might and with all the strength God has given us, and to wage war against a monstrous tyranny never surpassed in the dark and unpleasant catalogue of human crime. That is our policy. You ask, what is our aim? I can answer in one word. It is victory. Victory at all costs—victory in spite of all terrors—victory, however long and hard the road may be,

for without victory there is no survival. Let that be realized. No survival for the British Empire, no survival for all that the British Empire has stood for, no survival for the urge, the impulse of the ages, that mankind shall move forward toward his goal. I take up my task in light heart and hope. I feel sure that our cause will not be suffered to fail among men. I feel entitled at this juncture, at this time, to claim the aid of all and to say, “Come then, let us go forward together with our united strength.”

My house is perfect. By great good fortune I have found a housekeeper no less to my mind, a low-voiced, light-footed woman of discreet age, strong and deft enough to render me all the service I require,

and not afraid of loneliness. She rises very early. By my breakfast-time there remains little to be done under the roof save dressing of meals. Very rarely do I hear even a clink of crockery; never the closing of a door or window. Oh, blessed silence! My house is perfect. Just large enough to allow the grace of order in domestic circumstance; just that superfluity of inner space,

to lack which is to be less than at one's ease. The fabric is sound; the work in wood and plaster tells of a more leisurely and a more honest age than ours. The stairs do not creak under my step; I am attacked by no unkindly draught; I can open or close a window without muscle-ache. As to such trifles as the color and device of wall-paper,

I confess my indifference; be the walls only plain, and I am satisfied. The first thing in one's home is comfort; let beauty of detail be added if one has the means, the patience, the eye. To me, this little book-room is beautiful, and chiefly because it is home. Through the greater part of life I was homeless. Many places have I lived, some which my soul disliked, and some which pleased me well; but never till now with that sense of security which makes a home. At any moment I might have been driven forth by evil accident, by disturbing necessity. For all that time did I say within myself: Some day, perchance, I shall have a home;

yet the "perchance" had more and more of emphasis as life went on, and at the moment when fate was secretly smiling on me, I had all but abandoned hope. I have my home at last. This house is mine on a lease of a score of years. So long I certainly shall not live; but, if I did, even so long should I have the money to pay my rent and buy my food. I am no cosmopolite. Were I to think that I should die away from England, the thought would be dreadful to me. And in England, this is the place of my choice; this is my home.

One of the pleasantest things in the world is going a journey: but I like to go by myself. I can enjoy society in a room; but out of doors, nature is company enough for me. I am then never less alone than when alone. “The fields his study, nature was his book.” I cannot see the wit of walking and talking at the same time.

When I am in the country I wish to vegetate like the country. I am not for criticizing hedges and black cattle. I go out for town in order to forget the town and all that is in it. There are those who for this purpose go to watering places, and carry the metropolis with them. I like more space and fewer obstacles. I like solitude, when I give myself up to it, for the sake of solitude; nor do I ask for “a friend in my retreat, whom I may whisper solitude is sweet.” The soul of journey is liberty, perfect liberty, to think, feel,

do, just as one pleases. We go a journey chiefly to be free of all obstacles and all inconveniences; to leave ourselves behind, much more to get rid of others. It is because I want a little breathing space to ponder on indifferent matters, where contemplation “May plume her feathers and let grow her wings, that in the various bustle of resort were all too ruffled, and sometimes impaired.” I absent myself from the town for a while, without feeling at a loss the moment I am left by myself. Instead of a friend in a post chaise or in a carriage, to exchange good things with, and vary the same stale topics over again, for once let me have a time free from manners.

Give me the clear blue sky over my head, and the green turf beneath my feet, a winding road before me, and the three hours' march to dinner—and then to thinking! It is hard if I cannot start some game on these lone heaths. I laugh, I run, I leap, I sing for joy! From the point of yonder rolling cloud I plunge into my past being, and revel there as the sun-burnt Indian plunges headlong into the wave that wafts him to his native shore. Then long-forgotten things like “sunken wrack and sumless treasuries,” burst upon my eager sight, and I begin to feel, think, and be myself again. Instead of an awkward silence, broken by attempts at wit or dull commonplaces, mine is that undisturbed silence of the heart which alone is perfect eloquence.

Half the people on our streets look as though life was a sorry business. It is hard to find a happy looking man or woman. Worry is the cause of their woebegone appearance. Worry makes the wrinkles; worry cuts the deep, down-glancing lines on the face; worry is the worst disease of our modern times. Care is contagious; it is hard work being cheerful at a funeral, and it is a good deal harder to keep the frown from your face when you are in the throng of the worry worn ones. Yet, we have no right to be dispensers of gloom; no matter how heavy our loads may seem to be we have no right to throw their burden on others nor even to cast the shadow of them on other hearts.

Anxiety is instability. Fret steals away force. He who dreads tomorrow trembles today. Worry is weakness. The successful men may be always wide-awake, but they never worry. Fret and fear are like fine sand, thrown into life's delicate mechanism; they cause more than half the friction; they steal half the power. Cheer is strength. Nothing is so well done as that which is done heartily, and nothing is so heartily done as that which is done happily. Be happy, is an injunction not impossible of fulfillment. Pleasure may be an accident; but happiness comes in definite ways. It is the casting out of our foolish fears that we may have room for a few of our common joys. It is the telling our worries to wait until we get through appreciating our blessings.

Take a deep breath, raise your chest, lift your eyes from the ground, look up and think how many things you have for which to be grateful, and you will find a smile growing where one may long have been unknown. Take the right kind of thought—for to take no thought would be sin—but take the calm, unanxious thought of your business, your duties, your difficulties, your disappointments and all the things that once have caused you fear, and you will find yourself laughing at most of them.

Tasting the university entrance exam, is in a sour taste bitter, hot, sweet, the life. after- after signatureAt the end of the campaignTime is like birds on the grass in the shadows, XiangJian across the sky and arc, suddenly all trace. If only a.twenty, I will see the smoke into the battle. afterThis is our last battle. For twelve years, this war. afterSuddenly look back, many things have slipped away. No, not just the back of the dawn, and the ancient coffee, also not only thick the stars and the moon that night, and we in the passage of youth. afterI through those teenagers edges became clear face, see clearly growth to our faces left to kiss. afterI couldn't help but cry, sings the light hurt feelings. afterAfter dinnerActually, the entrance is like a banquet and colorful. afterTo the banquet, we have striven twelve years. afterWith aflame mood, or the solemn feast, without our costumes. afterOn this splendid banquet, cheerful singing and dancing us. Ego style was incisively and vividly. Everyone is henceforth no longer, heart filled with honey as. afterSitting in the examination of my dissertation, a group of people outside the barriers to lasting, standing posture after passage does not change, they waiting for us, not much a few minutes sweet heart. afterFinalizing it afterThe world has not come to an end, and even colorful as college entrance examination is not exceptional also. afterThe sky was like huge messy mood. "Always say graduation are65 shortly thereafter each rush thing," someone said, graduation is a window, we should bump broken it, then wipe a sharp fragments walk after the flesh, a completely different life. afterWe didn't laugh, also not embrace, but memory and flowers in the long summer pain. afterSome of us always young. Some frivolous, Campus covered by flowers from the dormitory to the classroom. Cherry blossoms grace, red, white tea and the flower, like glittering with heart, without the economicsystem exposed, like the trees full of stars. It is the season of flowers, outstanding displays, coquettish features make. Spend too sweet, confusion, we sit too long in the shadow of the flower, look at the light beam, the dust, rotate, gradually dissipate -- afterAll eyes are on, leaving them to our cause, not from the wound. Only our hearts with gentle parting bitter. afterA gorgeous dinner, finally, who QuZhong. afterFrom the moment after departureDon't go, don't sleep afterDear, there is still a long way afterDon't get close to the temptation of forest afterDon't lose hope afterI will be in there afterGuard your tired after the dreamCrowds away after darkOnly after the sun bronze andPerhaps the growth of graduation before with joy and pain bitterness, but they finally as the light smoke in the same time, easy nature disappeared. But remember, it doesn't matter. 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In the dream, only heard the voices of flowers. afterIn front of the word write - afterBecause of the university entrance exam, this June, extraordinary. afterWalking in the outside, looking around, the population is up, Anxious for parents, maintaining the order of police, and the vehicle parked in front wheel-dreven, waiting for the teacher to... In the rain and curtain, I seem to see the yellow, solemn and the university entrance exam, and those whom are sacred heart... afterIndeed, you come to you in the pace of inherent in shanshan eye-catching. afterHave you ever feel dolorous, sleepless nights, for you have ShiBuZhiWei for you. In the past, the day night, watching your movements, collect your message, drops. Do you like a steal, as I stole many ordinary people involved in the dream, thousands of people's heart. You are far away from us, let us in the way of their dreams can imagine your dreams. Then we step by step guide, go to your location, find your dream. afterBut, you away from us so far, so we walked twelve years to see you figure, pollutive dreams of illusion. See afterNow you come with us, and the dreams. But we, and a river. You stood on the river bank to the shore, standing in the us, waved, smiling. afterIn your smile, I see, it is coming along with oneself hardship. Exam is full of thorns, and the road. Once be thorns and pain to scratch the skin also cry, for in the way to find the direction of dreams and confused, was once in the forest, have delicate -- for the flowers and laughed, more get thorns were bruised and painful exhaustion of body and mind... afterAlso, after 5:00 this afternoon, our school life, end. This is our youth farewell. Those who know the hustle and bustle of trees, in the hot pavement cast shadows, mottled who write on the blackboard, the numerous who hurried across the road, those who look after the sky and flowing haze, at all this summer, then drown in thoroughly... Hence, we feel dolorous once, and loses, former deep-rooted in the English examination, the end of the ring that moment, destined to become the drain. afterThe lyrics, always think graduation are65 shortly thereafter, each rush thing... How true! I graduated from the stage, is not this tonight, after a night, and really want to the world. afterSo, in the way to you, little by little, then precipitation in bed, become old. afterThose past, let us pain and happiness. Then, with joy or lost mood or towards our future. Anyway, do not have any regrets, time and time, who also loser. afterI believe, not until the time flow, I can hear the sound. after当你放在沙堆中，你只是沙子。－－题记 上帝把我的心遗落在沙堆里，我被搁浅了。我的四周是绵长不尽的沙堆。沙砾昏黄，暗淡无光。 我有些失落，这是我注定的位置吗？ 每当夜幕降临，我透看裳苍穹，羡慕那些让人仰慕的群星。它们明亮夺目，放射着永恒的光辉。然而我也看到了群星背后深邃的苍穹。是无边的黑暗衬托了耀眼的星。 但我不甘心。 我转过头来，却看到另一道光芒。 狂暴的大海正在发怒，孕育着毁灭一切的力量。涛天的巨浪却被一道细小的光束照亮。高高的山崖边，站着一个在狂风暴雨中有些瑟缩的女人。然而她的手却如屹立不倒的石柱，执著的擎着一盏明灯。爱尔克，这个悲伤的姐姐，她并不选择在遮风避雨的家中静静守侯她出海的弟弟，而是站在了悬崖之上，用勇气与毅力点燃了长明的希望之灯。 高高的悬崖让爱尔克的灯光融入了星光。我赞叹：她在对亲情的守望中找到了自己的位置，尽管她的守望成为永恒，但是她的灯长明，她所站立的位置已经成为永恒的指向。 我开始思索，思索我自己的位置。当白天来临。炽热的太阳便是一切的主宰。我惊喜的凝视太阳，那是一个独一无二的位置，一个可以让万物仰视的位置。 然而我又为我可笑的想法畏惧不已。太阳，那又是谁能取代，谁能成为的呢？ 一个巨大的身影从我面前掠过，大地都为之震颤。他一个追逐太阳的人。他似乎永不疲惫。一双坚实的脚早已磨出茧子，然而热情依旧，信心依旧。他依旧昂着头朝着太阳的方向，那是他永恒不变的坐标，他倾尽一生要回到的原点。 炽热的阳光灼伤他的双眼，我却看到他的眼中迸发出力量与火光，仿佛已燃烧成两个火球。 我突然为他悲伤，他追寻一个他不可能到达的位置。 但是我想错了。我看到夸父结束了他的追逐，他在若木上进入了太阳的光芒，在燃烧中涅磐了。在那里他得到了永生休息，得到了永生，从此燃烧成一尊伟大的图腾。 我震惊了。夸父在不停的奔跑中，向着他心中的位置不停奋斗。其实在奔跑中他已经找到了自己的位置，无论最终成功与否。 我终于明白，没有什么命定的位置，没有什么无法到达的位置，除非你永远把自己放在了沙堆上。 趁着我的心还未风化成一粒顽石，我逃离了沙堆，寻找属于我的位置，我的价值。 我相信，只要我愿意，勇气与信念会让我发光，发出金子的光。When you are on the sand, you only sand. - signatureGod put my heart loses in the sand, and I was stranded. I was surrounded by long endless sand. Gravel dusky, gloomy.I have some lost, this is my doomed position?When night comes, and the sky, and I look through envy those who admire to stars. They bright is dazzing, radiation eternal glory. However, I can see the stars of the sky behind deep. Is boundless darkness foil a dazzling star.But I'm not ready.I turned around to see the other one.Stormy seas are angry, destroy all breeds. Out of heaven has been a huge tiny light beams. Tall cliff edge, standing in a storm of some of the women they. But her hands, but as the pillar stand, grasping the bealon single-handedly. Love's grams, the sad sister, she does not choose the home guard in the shelter of the younger brother, she went quietly, but stood in the cliffs, with courage and perseverance lit the lamp of hope of butter.Tall cliff, let the light into the astral,. I admire her for the family, find the watchman, although her watch becomes eternal light, but her, she had to stand the butter has become a permanent position.I started thinking, thinking of my own position. When the day comes. The sun is hot all masters. I surprise at the sun, it is a unique position, one can make things look.But I fear the idea for my funny. The sun, which is who can replace, who will be?A great figure from before me, for the earth tremor. He chased the sun. A He never seems to exhaustion. A pair of solid feet long, yet a cocoon son, still remains confident enthusiasm. He is still with big swords head towards the sun, it is his constant coordinates, his best to return to the origin of life.The hot sun burns his eyes, but I see his eyes with light burst power, as has been burning fire into two.Suddenly I mourn for him, he could not to pursue a his position.But I think is wrong. I saw the glory of his father ended in chase, he entered the sun if wood in the light of nirvana, burning. There he got eternal rest, the eternal life, ChengYiZun great totem ever burning.I was shocked. Brown on the run, to keep the position in his heart. In fact, he has run in finding their position, whatever finally success.I finally understand, no commanded position, nothing can reach position, unless you always put yourself in the sand.While I haven't weathering, a grain of sand, and escaped me for my position, I value.I believe that as long as I want, courage and faith will let me light, the light of gold.