An unseen pronoun seems to have nothing to do with us. In the corridor and the playground, we still have the shadow of the chase.
Remember, a weekend morning, we have three other people in the sleeping when he rose from the bed and went to the edge of the field path immediately morning reading, and in a piece of which found associated with the Ming Dynasty tomb stone and general progenitor excitement as excited as if we have found the treasure map!
As the college entrance examination is approaching step by step, the review is tense and busy. In this busy preparation process, how extravagant it is to use the only half day weekend in other things. Then, we always extravagant through the only half - Day weekend. On the afternoon of the afternoon, the sun is shining, and friends are climbing up the roof with the quilt, lying on the sun, reading, listening to music, sleeping... Feel that afternoon is so beautiful!
The entrance of the college entrance examination is approaching, forcing us to spend the most of the day on the study, and more of it is buried in the exercises. In this period of busy, always due to other students about a problem and always happy; listen to every word and related to the college entrance examination the teacher said, did not miss a word, seems to miss a word we will fail in the examination; always seriously look at each one with high test the total love video; a sunny afternoon sit on the seat, bathed in sunshine, do exercises lunch; total love in knots together for a general debate; love took to the teacher next door neighbours ask questions; with the teacher asked a one-time total love will not be done every question the old class public examination results always reluctant to listen; always on tenterhooks when the teacher praised, complained that the teacher always talks about things out...
The high three of us are almost full of spirit every day, because we carry the dream. Occasionally, it will be depressed and discouraged, but a gentle encouragement from teachers and classmates can make us full of confidence. With the approaching of the college entrance examination, our task is becoming more and more heavy. I remember in the half month before the college entrance examination, I slept in the classroom after class. What the old class said could not persuade us to breathe fresh air outside, but the old class had no choice.
I think that this period of every day for dreams is the most fulfilling period of our life. After the heat of June, we ride on the battlefield, three that pure and sincere friendship is also coming to an end, some give up and some helpless... After all, it's going to come! Perhaps, the college entrance examination will give us the way, but it will not let us become strangers...... The mood of the senior year, at the time of the mailbox has been asleep long letters, then stationed in my heart, I think there will be a day, we will be grateful once met, Thanksgiving this year saw the mottled shadows, have a touch of warm sunshine; pain and joy three Thanksgiving Thanksgiving; bring us the full three years!
While I review China ancient literature while the music, after a moment of silence, the ears of "ten years", the fall like think girl you, to press the single cycle.
I remember that summer and winter in the top one we had a good relationship. It's like we've known it for a long time.
One day, you took me to your house. One day, I brought you to my house, too.
I looked over all your albums, saw the children and grew up. You also see all my baby in the eye. I store all my letters to you, you say you are the bank is the safe, I can put it for a long time. I took 4 old pennies from you, and finally brought it to Xi'an for a short but beautiful one.
Time is the second semester of high school extracurricular activities that day just, you took me to the playground to relax.
Sunset, we leisurely on the barbed wire, soft light as crystal drapes generally fell. On our young and innocent faces, we have a word that says nothing about the pain of pain. And look at the youngsters who play football.
Suddenly, you said "ten years" in the music class, you cried, but at that time, the curtains were darkened in the classroom, and you passed your head again, so the classmates didn't see you crying. I say I don't know. Girl, you are more sentimental than I do! If you are not happy, your eyes and your smile will explain everything.
In the evening, the sunset, the wire fence, you gave me the "ten years", singing and singing you cry, you cry when it is very painful. Then my tears fall down it, we hug each other and then wiped away tears, then leave the easy but sad. We were not 16 years old that year.
After leaving, there was only a teenager on the football field. There was a child in my mind that was dee* imprinted in my mind, and the impression was not worn out until now. And even if he did not say a word, even though never met, even now his home is not in xiji. I'll remember it that way.
Exactly a year later found the child last year, on the 30 day and the imperial sister to go to the mall to buy things, very clever, docking moment to pick up in my eyes, I did not confound, no escape, in response to a natural smile and then leave, now I do not know where the football when the children go.
Dear, I'm sorry, I didn't share with you football and youth in that day. I just want to share all the real people and things with you. I don't want to share those illusory and unreal dummy things. Because those things will make us tired and tired. At that time, we were real teenagers.
That summer we don't love sports class, we go to buy breakfast, together we read, we exercise together, we go to buy ice cream to buy a popsicle, let's listen to the "release" listen to "love" down, we together for life together graffiti writing, we laugh together cry together to share our youth.
We were inseparable that year, and we were not 16 years old that year. When we put the youth as a clean sheet of paper, no paper of the poems, graffiti. Squandering our young years on paper. I don't know how long I haven't seen the words you wrote on the book, and I don't know that the words are still warm.
Then I don't know how many people you have sung to ten years to hear, maybe never sing it, maybe many times. Only the girl, the feeling of singing that song may not be so profound, ten years, very short, very long. That year, we were all children in the book.
Later, we all have their own friends. Later, we graduated. When we graduated, we wrote several lines for you. We cried that day, and we graduated for the sorrow of the distance for the years. Finally, I went to the ancient city of Xi'an, you also went to the ancient city, but we were not in the same city.
Every time I hear "ten years", I will remember all kinds of past. I will think of you, and think of the tall, smiling, extremely charming and extremely warm you.
Perhaps those who have passed a long time but still dying because of the deep. In it here, "ten years" has become synonymous with you. "Ten years" sounded, as you appear in my side. In the next ten years, what kind of relationship do we have to meet?
You said before, if you had a holiday, you would come to Xi'an and let me have a good reception. After waiting for a long time, you didn't come. After that, you went to Hainan. You went to Haikou to see the new year's Party of Shandong satellite TV. You saw Xu Wei, you leave message for me. So the girl, is it home now?
May we be a teenager at the age of 16. It will also be silly to sing "if you love", you will also watch the new concept together, and write things for each other.
The Props to Help Man Endure
I feel that this award was not made to me as a man,but to my work -- a life's work in the agony andsweat of the human spirit, not for glory and least ofall for profit, but to create out of the materials of thehuman spirit something which did not exist before.So this award is only mine in trust. It will not be difficult to find a dedication for the moneypart of it commensurate with the purpose and significance of its origin. But I would like to dothe same with the acclaim too, by using this moment as a pinnacle from which I might belistened to by the young men and women already dedicated to the same anguish and travail,among whom is already that one who will some day stand here where I am standing.
Our tragedy today is a general and universal physical fear so long sustained by now that wecan even bear it. There are no longer problems of the spirit. There is only the question: Whenwill I be blown up? Because of this, the young man or woman writing today has forgotten theproblems of the human heart in conflict with itself which alone can make good writing becauseonly that is worth writing about, worth the agony and the sweat.
He must learn them again. He must teach himself that the basest of all things is to be afraid;and, teaching himself that, forget it forever, leaving no room in his workshop for anything butthe old verities and truths of the heart, the old universal truths lacking which any story isephemeral and doomed -- love and honor and pity and pride and compassion andsacrifice.
作者简介：
威廉福克纳(1897—1962)，美国作家，先后创作了十几篇长篇小说和几十篇短篇小说，描述了以美国南方200年来南北战争为中心事件的社会变迁，各种家族的兴衰，各种人物的沉浮。他的小说常描写美国的黑暗面，1949年获得诺贝尔文学奖。本篇是他在接受该奖时所发表的演讲。这是一篇脍炙人口的演讲词。然而，由于福克纳本人对语言运用的独特性和精深性，所以对初学者来说，这篇美文也许颇有些难度。
参考翻译：
我认为这个奖项不是授给我个人而是授给我的工作---------一项艰辛而痛苦的毕生投入的人类精神的工作,既不为名也不土利,而是要从人类的精神原材料中创造一些前所未有的东西。因此这个奖项我只是代为保管。要该奖项的款项按照最初的目的和意义并不难。但我更欢迎这样做，利用这一时机，把它作为一个顶点，向听我话的有志于此的年轻人发出号召，他们中必定有人会站在我今天的位置。
我们的悲剧在于长期与来我们一直承受着肉体上的恐惧，不再有任何精神方面的问题。有的只是一个问题，我什么时候会被炸的粉身碎骨?因此，如今年轻人的作品已经忘记了处于矛盾冲突中的人类心灵问题，而这本身就能够创造出好作品，因为这值得去写，值得为此辛劳。
人们一定要了解这些，一定要叫自己认识到最可鄙莫过于害怕，一定告戒自己永远不要忘记，工作中除了心灵的正直诚实不要给任何东西留有空间，过去的那些正直诚实的普遍品质包括爱情、荣誉、怜悯、尊严、同情和牺牲，缺乏了它们任何作品都是短暂的和注定要失败的。
——4级晨读英语美文3篇
n ths crss thnk may be pardoned f do not address the House at any length today, and hope that any of my frends and colleagues or former colleagues who are affected by the poltcal reconstructon wll make all allowances for any lack of ceremony wth whch t has been necessary to act. say to the House as sad to Mnsters who have joned ths government, have nothng to offer but blood, tol, sweat and tears. We have before us an ordeal of the most grevous knd. We have before us many, many months of struggle and sufferng. You ask, what s our polcy?
say t s to wage war by land, sea and ar. War wth all our mght and wth all the strength God has gven us, and to wage war aganst a monstrous tyranny never surpassed n the dark and unpleasant catalogue of human crme. That s our polcy. You ask, what s our am? can answer n one word. t s vctory. Vctory at all costs—vctory n spte of all terrors—vctory, however long and hard the road may be, for wthout vctory there s no survval. Let that be realzed.
No survval for the Brtsh Empre, no survval for all that the Brtsh Empre has stood for, no survval for the urge, the mpulse of the ages, that manknd shall move forward toward hs goal. take up my task n lght heart and hope. feel sure that our cause wll not be suffered to fal among men. feel enttled at ths juncture, at ths tme, to clam the ad of all and to say, “Come then, let us go forward together wth our unted strength.
"On the 14th of March, at a quarter to three n the afternoon, the greatest lvng thnker ceased to thnk. He had been left alone for scarcely two mnutes, and when we came back we found hm n hs armchar, peacefully gone to sleep-but forever.
"An mmeasurable loss has been sustaned both by the mltant proletarat of Europe and Amerca, and by hstorcal scence, n the death of ths man. The gap that has been left by the departure of ths mghty sprt wll soon enough make tself felt.
"Just as Darwn dscovered the law of development of organc nature, so Marx dscovered the law of development of human hstory: the smple fact, htherto concealed by an overgrowth of deology, that manknd must frst of all eat, drnk, have shelter and clothng, before t can pursue poltcs, scence, art, relgon, etc.; that therefore the producton of the mmedate materal means of subsstence and consequently the degree of economc development attaned by a gven people or durng a gven epoch form the foundaton upon whch the state nsttutons, the legal conceptons, art, and even the deas on relgon, of the people concerned have been evolved, and n the lght of whch they must, therefore, be explaned, nstead of vce versa, as had htherto been the case.
"But that s not all. Marx also dscovered the specal law of moton governng the present-day captalst mode of producton and the bourgeos socety that ths mode of producton has created. The dscovery of surplus value suddenly threw lght on the problem, n tryng to solve whch all prevous nvestgatons, of both bourgeos economsts and socalst crtcs, had been gropng n the dark.
"Two such dscoveres would be enough for one lfetme. Happy the man to whom t s granted to make even one such dscovery. But n every sngle feld whch Marx nvestgated -- and he nvestgated very many felds, none of them superfcally -- n every feld, even n that of mathematcs, he made ndependent dscoveres.
f somebody tells you, " 'll love you for ever," wll you beleve t?
don't thnk there's any reason not to. we are ready to beleve such commtment at the moment, whatever change may happen afterwards. As for the belef n an everlastng love, that's another thng.
Then you may be asked whether there s such a thng as an everlastng love. 'd answer beleve n t. But an everlastng love s not mmutable.
——晨读考研英语美文 (菁华3篇)
At age 89, Mary Fasano graduated with a bachelor s degree from the Extension School last week and entered the htory books as the oldest person to earn an undergraduate degree at Harvard. Following the speech she delivered -- "The Power of Knowledge" -- at the Extension School diploma awarding ceremony:
I remember one night a few years ago when my daughter was frantic with worry. After my Harvard Extension School classes, I usually arrived at the bus station near my home by 11 p.m., but on that night I was nowhere to be found. My daughter was nervous. It wasn t safe for a single woman to walk alone on the streets at night, especially one as defenseless as I am: I can slay a mugger with my sharp wit, but I m just too short to do any real physical damage.
That night my daughter checked the bus station, drove around the streets, and contacted some friends. But she couldn t find me -- until she called my astronomy professor who told her that I was on top of the Science Center using the telescope to gaze at the stars. Unaware of the time, I had gotten lost in the heavens and was only thinking about the new things I had learned that night in class.
Th story illustrates a habit I have developed over the years: I lose track of the time when it comes to learning. How else do you explain a woman who began high school at age 71 and who graduating with a bachelor s degree at 89? I may have started late, but I will continue to learn as long as I am able because there no greater feeling, in my opinion, than traveling to a faraway country as I have and being able to identify by sight the painting of a famous artt, the statue of an obscure sculptor, the cathedral of an ancient architect. I have found that the world a final exam that you can never be prepared enough for. So I will continue to take classes and tell my story.
Lately it seems that everyone asking me, "Mary, what advice do you have for other students?" So while I have you all here, I m going to ease my burden of answering you each individually:
If the saying true that wdom comes with age, you may safely assume that I am one of the west people in th hall and possibly at th university today. So lten to me when I tell you th: Knowledge power.
My studies were interrupted when I was in the 7th grade, back sometime around World War I. I loved school but I was forced to leave it to care for my family. I was consigned to work in a Rhode Island cotton mill, where I labored for many years. I eventually married and raed 5 children, 20 grandchildren, and 18 great-grandchildren. But all the while I felt inferior to those around me. I knew I was as smart as a college graduate. I knew I was capable of doing a job well -- I had proved it by running a successful family business for decades that still exts. But I wanted more. I wanted to feel confident when I spoke and I wanted people to respect my opinions.
Does it surpre you to dcover how much you have in common with an 89-year-old woman? I know that many of you graduates today, whether you were born in 1907 or 1967, have faced similar barriers to completing your studies and have sometimes felt inferior around those you work or socialize with just because you didn t have a degree.
But I am here today -- like you are -- to prove that it can be done; that the power gained by understanding and appreciating the world around us can be obtained by anyone regardless of social status, personal challenges, or age. That belief what has motivated me for the last 75 years to get th degree. It also the msion of the Harvard Extension School. Without the support I received from th school, I might not have graduated until I was 100 -- a phrase that many of you have probably used in jest.
There are many students here who do not have the opportunity that I do to speak their minds and have everybody lten, whether they want to or not. But be assured, fellow graduates, that we are more similar than you might think. If you have treated education as your main goal, and not as a means to an end, then you, too, have probably been claimed as a msing person once in your academic career, whether you were lost in the stars or the stacks of Widener Library.
And you, too, know that the journey was worth it, and that the power of knowledge makes me the most formidable 89-year-old woman at the bus stop.
If somebody tells you, " I'll love you for ever," will you believe it?
I don't think there's any reason not to. we are ready to believe such commitment at the moment, whatever change may happen afterwards. As for the belief in an everlasting love, that's another thing.
Then you may be asked whether there such a thing as an everlasting love. I'd answer i believe in it. But an everlasting love not immutable.
You may unswervingly love or be loved by a person. But love will change its composition with the passage of time. It will not remain the same. In the course of your growth and as a result of your increased experience, love will become something different to you.
In the beginning you believed a fervent love for a person could last indefinitely. By and by, however," fervent" gave way to " prosaic" . Precely because of th change it became possible for love to last. Then what was meant by an everlasting love would eventually end up in a sort of interdependence.
We used to inst on the difference between love and liking. The former seemed much more beautiful than the latter. one day, however, it turns out there's really no need to make such difference. Liking actually a sort of love. By the same token, the everlasting interdependence actually an everlasting love.
I wh could believe there was somebody who would love me forever. That's, as we all know, too romantic to be true. Instead, it will more often than not be a case of lasting relationship.
"On the 14th of March, at a quarter to three in the afternoon, the greatest living thinker ceased to think. He had been left alone for scarcely two minutes, and when we came back we found him in h armchair, peacefully gone to sleep-but forever.
"An immeasurable loss has been sustained both by the militant proletariat of Europe and America, and by htorical science, in the death of th man. The gap that has been left by the departure of th mighty spirit will soon enough make itself felt.
"Just as Darwin dcovered the law of development of organic nature, so Marx dcovered the law of development of human htory: the simple fact, hitherto concealed by an overgrowth of ideology, that mankind must first of all eat, drink, have shelter and clothing, before it can pursue politics, science, art, religion, etc.; that therefore the production of the immediate material means of substence and consequently the degree of economic development attained by a given people or during a given epoch form the foundation upon which the state institutions, the legal conceptions, art, and even the ideas on religion, of the people concerned have been evolved, and in the light of which they must, therefore, be explained, instead of vice versa, as had hitherto been the case.
"But that not all. Marx also dcovered the special law of motion governing the present-day capitalt mode of production and the bourgeo society that th mode of production has created. The dcovery of surplus value suddenly threw light on the problem, in trying to solve which all previous investigations, of both bourgeo economts and socialt critics, had been groping in the dark.
"Two such dcoveries would be enough for one lifetime. Happy the man to whom it granted to make even one such dcovery. But in every single field which Marx investigated -- and he investigated very many fields, none of them superficially -- in every field, even in that of mathematics, he made independent dcoveries.
——优美的英语美文摘抄3篇
In the morning, when the first rays of sunlight come into my room, I open my eyes and breathe the fresh, fresh air of the morning. Is a new day, it's all new, yesterday has already become the past, always a new day has come to me, put his head out of the window, looking around, the mist hung over all, indistinctly, the scratch is visible. The birds sang softly in the branches, singing about the perfect world, when I saw a world of peace and perfection, and frost and fog were everything in the morning.
Gradually, the sun had broken through the clouds, and touched the earth. The mist had disappeared, and the running car broke the silence, and the whistle blew out a busy day. The town began to get busy, and its usual vitality was restored, and everything was clearly visible. At this point, I saw a busy, clear world. Cars and noise are everything at this time.
At noon, with the ringing of the bell, the school was full of people who were in the dark. In the dazzling sunlight, is on the road traffic, people mountain people sea, and blast a whistle and the noise interwoven into a fast-paced city in March, people with CheHai weave a wonderful note all different shape on the staff. At this time, I see a noisy, crowded world, the crowd and the car sea is all at noon. Evening, walking by the lake, I saw reflected on the surface of the water round drunk the sunset and AiAi hongxia, LouWu, green trees, don't know is who threw a stone broke the peace of the lake, a beautiful painting suddenly break into multicolored spot, blurred, is like a wave in the wind a long variegated silks, no one can describe its hazy dazzling pattern. The street lamp lights up the road at this time, the tired people with the light to the warm home. At this time, I saw a dark, tired world, street lights and roads are all the dusk.
At night, the moon continued to illuminate the earth with its dim light, closing its eyes and waiting for the sunshine of tomorrow, in this silent night. At this time, I saw a silent, gloomy world, the moonlight and the dream is all at this time. On this perfect day, I see a colorful world, and I find how perfect our life is and how beautiful our world is.
I was born in a corner of the south of the Yangtze river. The story of the changes in the world around the south of the Yangtze river has changed, and the stories told in the hubbub or the whisper cannot be told one by one, and my love for the south of the Yangtze river is still a thousand years old!
Standing at the southern edge of the land, looking up to the sky, the wind and smoke are clean, clear and clear as water. In the long period of time, the qingxiu of jiangnan river, the quiet of the ancient town of jiangnan, the deep of jiangnan rain lane, the spirit of jiangnan wenjie...
Small bridge, running water, people, overflow in the water and ink in the south of the river, see unclear, can not distinguish exactly; The flow of water, moistens the heart of many literati. Read jiangnan, lingbo water rhyme, calligraphy.
Jiangnan rain show, jiangnan rainy, especially jiang days of misty rain, like the soft suchou dialect words, showing the characteristic of the region of moist, jiangnan water sensitivity, the rain is in jiangnan, full of romantic breath, rain rain called snuff rain before and after the Lantern Festival, snuff rain tends to be the first game of the spring rain, the spring rain falling is candid, apr, a congested water, sipping willows breeze dike, verdant, the carpet of flowers cliffside spring splash, the Vatican sound of ancient temple worked down between the stones, overflow the scent of pure and fresh the air after the rain. Then it is the apricot rain, pear rain, after the spring, the continuous yellow plum rain in the south. The rain in the night, the morning fragrance of the flowers, clear and deep intoxication, elegant let the people not to leave. The flying drizzle moistened the skirt of a skirt, moistened the hearts of the women in jiangnan. The flowers of the two sleeves, dance out the unique charm of jiangnan.
Calm summer night long wind qing, always can give me a kind of quiet and demure feeling. Clear and clear as the soft water of the moonlight pour, clear and clear flow, the meaning of the melting. The moon is soft and transparent, light and elegant.
I like to borrow moonlight to precipitate mood, like water moonlight, can drink. Open the window, let moonlight silently flow on the skin, light and elegant rhyme, fresh implication of the emotional nature flow in the heart. The moon is like practice, the mood changes in the moonlight clear and soft, suddenly life of all kinds of moving and beautiful spiritual floating.
In the past, I nestled in my grandma's arms and counted the stars. I enjoyed the clear and tranquil moonlight in the countryside.
In the past, on the elite campus and the students in the qinglong moonlight to talk, feeling the beauty and sadness of the time.
Before, in the water moonlight I with you in the boat taihu lake, in the oar light shadow, in the moonlight and the lake to enjoy the beauty of the world. The water of the lake, the ethereal sound of the music, let me in the jiangnan of the warm feelings of intoxication.
Brush against the wall, suspicion is the jade. Zhang sheng, the yingying, in the west of the moon, the guqin legend, under the moon. A classic beauty. Light month dye west window, light thought also diffuse.
Like the moonlight, can drink. It's like a year.
Stand still in the garden path, listen to the silence...
——几篇英语知识美文欣赏3篇
3．Who First Made Ice Cream
Most Americans think that ice cream is as American as baseball and apple pie．But ice cream was known long before America was discovered．
The Roman emperor Nero may have made a kind of ice cream．He hired hundreds of men to bring snow and ice from the mountains．He used it to make cold drinks．Traveler Marco Polobrought back recipes for chilled and frozen milk from China．
Hundreds of years later，ice cream reached England．It is said that King Charles Ienjoyed that treatvery much．There is a story that he bribed his cook to keep the recipe for ice cream a royal secret．
Today ice cream is known throughout the world．Americans alone eat more than two billion quartsa year．
3．谁是冰淇淋的首创者
大多数美国人认为，冰淇淋像棒球和苹果饼一样，是属于美国的。但是，早在人们发现美洲大陆之前，冰淇淋就已经问世了。
古罗马国王尼禄可能配制过一种冰淇淋。他曾雇用几百人从山上搬来雪和冰，用以制作冷饮料。旅行家马可波罗也曾从*带回了冷冻奶和冰奶的配方。
几百年后，冰淇淋传到了英国。据说国王查理一世十分欣赏这种食品，他曾贿赂御厨，要他把制作冰淇淋的配方作为皇家秘密，守口如瓶。
今天全世界都知道冰淇淋了，仅美国人一年的消耗量就超过20亿夸脱。
5．The Three Ways of Man to Preserve Meat
Finding enough meat was a problem for primitive man．Keeping it for times when it was scarce was just as hard．Three ways were found to keep meat from spoiling：salting，drying，and freezing．
People near salty waters salted their meat．At first they probably rubbed dry salt on it，but this preserved only the outside．Later they may have pickled their meat by soaking it in salt water．
In hot，dry lands，men found that they could eat meat that had dried while it was still on the bones．They later learned to cut meat into thin strips and hang it up to dry in the hot air．
Men in cold climates found that frozen meat did not spoil．They could leave their meat outside and eat it when they pleased．
5．人类储存肉的三种方法
对原始人类来说，获得充足的肉是件难事，而把肉类储存到缺肉的时令也同样不容易。人们找到了防止肉类变腐的三种办法：盐腌、风干和冷冻。
靠*咸水地带的居民用盐腌肉。起先，他们可能是把干盐擦在肉上，但这只能使肉的外部不腐。后来，他们也许就改用咸水浸泡的办法来腌肉了。
在炎热、干燥的地方，人们发现他们可以食用已经变干、但仍连在骨骼上的肉。后来，他们学会把肉切成薄条，悬挂起来，让它在炎热的空气中变干。
生活在寒冷气候下的人们则发现冻肉不腐。他们可以把肉置于室外，高兴时随时可吃。
6．How the Hawaiian Is lands Were Built
Volcanoes have been erupting on the earth for millions of years．More than five hundred still erupt today．These are called active volcanoes．Volcanoes are located in belts or chains．They are found where the earth's crust is weak．The weak spots let the hot rock escape when the volcano erupts．
Many volcano belts are mountain ranges along the edges of continents．One belt runs along the western coast of South America up through the western part of the United States．Other volcanoes are found in ocean basins．
About three－fifths of all active volcanoes in the world are in the Pacific Ocean．Many of these volcanoes erupt under the water．The Hawaiian Islands were built by volcanoes that began erupting under water and finally reached the surface of the ocean．
6．夏威夷群岛是怎样形成的
火山在地球上喷发已有几百万年的历史。有500多座火山至今还在喷发，这些火山叫做活火山。火山呈带状或链状分布，它们一般位于地壳脆弱的地段。火山喷发时，灼热的岩浆便从脆弱的地点流出。
许多火山带是一些大陆边缘的山脉。有一个火山带沿南美洲的西海岸向北，穿过美国的西部。另一些火山位于海洋盆地中。
世界上大约有3／5的活火山在太*洋，这些火山中有许多在水下喷发。夏威夷群岛便是由从水下喷发、最终达到洋面的火山而形成的。
——最新四级晨读主题美文实用5篇
Gump, gifted with a low IQ which lets him be adorably childlike even as he grows up, leads a very charmed life: a mother who loves him immensely and who sleeps with the school principal in order to make sure her child has the best education, a miraculous incident that eliminates the need for him to have braces for his legs, a childhood girlfriend who remains faithful to him till the end, surviving Vietnam with a medal, and, in general, a propensity for turning everything that happens to him into good.
I wonder what the movie is trying to say. From one perspective, it implies that intelligence (as measured by IQs and the general idea of what "smart" is) is a very unnecessary trait. But I think one can look beyond that and say that childlike innocence, which can be considered stupid, has its rewards. Throughout the movie, Gump is in situations where he is harassed by other people but he never takes offense (except, of course, when his girl Jenny is being abused) at any of the insults thrown at him. He is indeed not completely stupid, even though he is portrayed as such, since he can re-assemble guns at high speed, run like crazy, play ping-pong like a maniac, and so on.
The fact that Gump doesn't take offense, I think, is what keeps him content. He becomes a millionaire, but gives most of the money away. He is honest and open and this, along with his Alabama accent, endears him to the audience. But this gets tiresome after a while (especially after 2 hours). I thought the movie was overly long, but that's the only negative thing I have to say.
The traditional male heroes that we have had are all dysfunctional in some respect or another and we are lost without heroes, as Bloom points out. Gump is a new kind of a role-model; he's A Nice Boy and everyone knows they're hard to find. As one reviewer said: "Today the last American hero is a Tom Hanks character with a small IQ".
Forest Gump is the runaway hit movie of this summer.
Net Aroma: E-mail tries out a sense of smell
You could soon be able to spice up your e-mails with your favourite perfume.
UK net provider Telewest Broadband is testing a system to let people to send aromatic e-mails over the internet.
It has developed a kind of hi-tech air freshener that plugs into a PC and sprays a smell linked to the message.
Telewest say it could be used by supermarkets to tempt people with the smell of fresh bread or by holiday companies seeking to stir up images of sun-kissed beaches.
"This could bring an extra whiff of realism to the internet," said Chad Raube, director of internet services at Telewest Broadband.
"We are always looking at ways to enhance the broadband internet experience of the future and this time we are sure consumers will come up smelling of roses."
Emotional response
The technology behind the idea was originally developed by US company Trisenx. Scientists at Telewest's labs in Woking, Surrey, have built on that research to come up with the idea of a "scent dome".
The dome comes with a cartridge containing 20 basic aromas, which can be combined to produce up to 60 different smells.
A "scented e-mail" would contain electronic signals that would tell the dome to release the smell of flowers, perfume or coffee.
"Our sense of smell is directly connected to our emotions," said anthropologist Kate Fox, director of the Social Issues Research Centre in Oxford.
"Smells trigger very powerful and deep-seated emotional responses, and this additional element to the internet will enhance users' online experience by adding that crucial third dimension."
But the chance to sniff your e-mails not may come cheap. Telewest says its "scent dome" could cost around 250 and would only work with a high-speed, broadband connection.
When I come across a good essay in reading newspapers, I am often inclined to cut and keep it. But just as I am about to do so I find the article on the opposite side is as much interesting. It may be a discussion of the way to keep in good health, or advice about how to behave and conduct oneself in society. If I cut the front essay, the opposite one is bound to suffer damage, leaving out half of it or keeping the text without the subject. As a result, the scissors would stay before they start, or halfway done when I find out the regretful consequence that inevitably causes my repentance.
Sometimes two things are to be done at the same time, both deserving your attention. You can only take up one of them, the other has to wait or be given up. But you know the future is unpredictable—the changed situation may not allow you to do what is left behind. Thus you are caught in a fix and feel sad. How come that nice opportunities and brilliant ideas should gather around all at once. It may happen that your life changes dramatically on your preference of one alternative to the other.
In fact that is what life is like: we are often faced with the two opposite aspects of a thing which are both desirable like newspaper cutting. It often occurs that our attention is drawn to one thing only after we are engaged in another. The former may be more important than the latter and give rise to a divided mind. I still remember a philosopher’s remarks: “When one door shuts, another opens in life.” So a casual or passive choice may not be a bad one.
Whatever we do in our lifetime, wherever life’s storm tosses us, there must be something we can achieve, some shore we can land, that opens up new vistas to us. Don’t forget God always keeps an alternative door open for every one. While the front door is closed, there must be another open for you.
*日读报,看到一篇好文章时,总有把它剪下来的欲望。然而有时拿起剪子的时候，才发现背面的文章也很有意思，或是教你如何养生，或是关照你如何做人处事。只要你剪下了正面的文章，这背面的文章就要受到损伤，或是只剩下半块，或是缺了文章的题目。常常因舍不得反而弄得无法再下剪子。后悔和遗憾更是在所难免。
有时你在一个时间段里，想到两件事情可做，两件事都是好事。然而时间和精力只能使你割舍一件，或留在今后再做。但你知道，那今后的'条件和未知的变化，不一定还能使你完成后一件事。于是，你往往处在十分忧郁的状况中。甚至奇怪，怎么这么好的机会和想法都赶在了一个点上。有时你真是因为选择了这一样而放弃了那一样，因此彻底改变了你的人生。
其实生活就是这样，就像剪报一样，有时一件事的正反两面都是比较完美的，而我们又总是在关注一件事时才发现了另一件事。于是我们常常被绊住，闹得举棋不定。记得一位哲学家说过：“当一扇门关闭的时候，生活会为你开启另一扇门。”有时无意与被动的选择并不一定就是太坏的。
人生在世无论做什么，无论生活的浪涛把我们抛向哪一方，其实都有我们的风景与可为之处。别忘了，上苍随时都在为我们准备着另一扇门。当你的大门关闭时，另一扇大门就一定会为你敞开。
Valentine's Day is a special time for love. Millions of people will receive flowers, chocolate or some other gift. Others might get just a phone call or an electronic message from someone they care about.
Still others would be happy just to have someone special in their life on Valentine's Day.
Tradition tells us that Saint Valentine was a third-century Roman who performed marriages and died for his Christian beliefs on February fourteenth. That was a day celebrated in ancient Rome in connection with love.
Traditionally, young people in America lived with their parents until marriage. Some still do. But, in general, young people have grown more independent. They wait longer to get married.
Even then, they still have to find the right person.
There are many ways for people to meet. Some meet at work. Others meet by chance. Still others look for help from services that bring people together.
Friends and family members might offer to help. They might plan a blind date. This is a meeting between two people who have never seen each other before. And, unless things go well, may never seen each other again.
In movies, two people often fall in love after what Hollywood calls a "cute meet." They might be lawyers on opposite sides in a court case. Or one person gets a letter meant for the other. Or their dogs get into a fight on the street. Who knows how many people really do meet this way.
In real life, finding a person and establishing a relationship is usually hard work.
A lot of people try to improve their chances by looking in places where people with similar interests go. This might be a place of religion. Or a bookstore. Many bookstores in America offer special programs and social activities for single people.
Singles may join health clubs or sports teams where men and women play together. If nothing else, at least they get some exercise.
But sometimes none of these efforts succeed. So people might try to meet someone over the Internet. Here too there are no guarantees.
Internet dating services had been growing shar*** through the end of two thousand three. But the industry growth rate has slowed.
I Want to Know
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!
It doesn’t interest me if the story you’re telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. if you can be faithful and therefore be trustworthy.
It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done for the children.
It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself, and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
It doesn’t interest me who you are, how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
I want to know if you can sit with pain, without moving to hide it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, or to remember the limitations of being human.
I want to know if you can see beauty , if you can source your life from god’s presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”
