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最喜欢冬天的部分,就是它的雪景轻盈、洁白的雪花纷纷扬扬,这场初雪似乎在抚慰大地在这样的时节里我们也许应该驻足,审视内心,重新感受亲人团聚的温馨我们观察着事物的结构、树枝与雪花的形状,还有家庭、事业…… 冬日带来的是宁静的漫漫长夜,正好入梦 Welcome to Faith Radio Online-Simply to Relax, I'm Faith. What I love most about winter is its snow.The early snows fall soft and white and seem to heal the landscape. There are as yet no tracks through the drifts, no muddied slush in the roads. The wind sweeps snow into the scars of our harvest-time haste, smoothing the brow of hill, hiding furrow and cog and trash in the yard. Snow muffles the shriek of metal and the rasp of motion. It covers our flintier purposes and brings a redeeming silence, as if a curtain has fallen on the strivings of a year.And now we may stop, look inward, and rediscover the amber warmth of family and conversation. At such times, locked away inside wall and woolen, lulled by the sedatives of wood-smoke and candlelight, we recall the competing claims of nature. We see the branch and bark of trees, rather than the sugar-scented green of their leaves. We look out the window and admire the elegance of ice crystal, the bravely patient tree leaning leafless into the wind, the dramatic shadows of the stooping sun. We look at the structure of things, the geometry of branch and snowflake, family and deed. When snowflake drifts the road we head indoors and resign ourselves to the quiet crackle of the wood fire. The example of the woodpile and the well-stocked larder tells us that we can achieve what we dream, and winter brings us long, silent nights to dream on. 00

简尼特从她的打字机里抽出纸,紧张地看了看手表差不多到时间了从里面的办公室传来她的老板准备离开的声音门一开一关的声音给他做了8年的秘书,她很熟悉这些声音Double Cross Janet pulled the page from her typewriter and looked nervously at her wrist-watch.It was almost time.From the inner-office came sounds of her boss preparing to leave.The sounds of doors opening and closing.These sounds were well-known to her after eight years as his secretary.“Good-night,Janet.I‘ll see you Monday morning as usual.”He was quick and friendly.“Good-night,Mr.Mason,”she said with a weak smile.Perhaps she only imagined the look of concern in his eyes as he walked out.Janet covered her typewriter.She pulled a lipstick1)and a mirror from her purse.Her hands were cold and shaky when she began to redden her lips and run a comb through her hair.There would be no time to stop at the women’s restroom this evening to do this.She felt a terror slowly rising up inside herself.How could she ever go through with it?But she knew she must.It was too late to retreat.She reached into a drawer and pulled out a knitting basket and a ball of wool with needles sticking out.At the bottom of the basket lay three microfilms),each in a metal case.She stared at them,feeling guilty.She felt a nervous shock as the whistle blew.She stuffed the wool back into the basket.She seized her purse and took a last look a round the office.Then she walked into the hall,filled with secretaries and clerks hurrying home.Click of high-heels made the pounding of Janet’ s heart seem louder,as she moved along with the crowd.It was like every Friday.There was a noisy excitement in the air.Janet held her purse in one hand with the knitting basket hooked over her wrist.As she looked ahead down the long ramp leading to the guard’s gate,her heart sank.Beside the regular guard Scotty there was a guard she never saw bee.He was helping Scotty inspect the people moving through the gate.He looked at their passes and badges.He peered into their purses3) and lunch-pails.More carefully than Scotty,it seemed.Janet retreated to the doorway of the building.As a rule,she did not leave so early and had gotten that an extra guard was stationed at the gate at this hour.“Be calm,”she said to herself.“Be naturalEverything depends on getting through that gate.”Getting the microfilm had been easy enough with her security clearance.But getting them past the guard would be the test.She remembered how she and her husband Charles had gone over,step by step,what she was to do.They had prepared months.He had worked it all out even bee he to ld her what he wanted her to do.It was well known that Janet was still a young bride.It seemed natural,theree,to use a knitting basket to smuggle) the films out of the plant.They chose the night when her old friend Scotty,a senior guard on the ce,took his turn at the gate.She had spent the whole past month working on him.She often left the plant late and stopped at the gate to chat with him.She talked a bout his boy who was in the navy.And she spoke about the little things she was knitting.A few times,she tested him by being chatty,saying nothing about the knitting,and then passing the knitting through without inspection.The crowd at the gate got thin,and the extra guard waved to Scotty as he moved off in the opposite direction.Janet closed her eyes a second and took a deep breath.NowAs naturally as possible,she moved down the ramp.She hoped the smile on her face did not appear as stiff as it felt.She swallowed twice bee she greeted her friend,“Hello,Scooty,how are you?”She felt a rush of guilt as a smile broke across his face browned by the sun.“Good evening,Mrs.Heath.You are early tonight.”“Yes,my husband is meeting me,Scotty.”She held out her pass with her picture on it and pulled back her coat so he could see her badge pinned to her dress.Scotty nodded,“How’s the knitting?”This was it.She removed a baby‘s woolen bootee5) and held it out his inspection.“I’ve finished this one but haven’ t done much on the other.”A horn honked.“Oh,there’ s my husband,I have to run.Good-night,Scotty”She wondered if her voice sounded as shaky to him as it did to her own ears.She crushed the bootee back into the basket and squeezed past the guard house.She half ran along the sidewalk.She ced herself to remain calm and slowed down.She walked toward the green car parked at the curb.She was shaking so much that she could not turn the handle of the door.Charles reached over to open it her and she slid into the seat beside him.He looked at her.“Did you get them?”His voice was tense.He showed pressure he must have been feeling while sitting there waiting her to come through the gate.“Yes,”she nodded with a dead feeling.“Good girl,I know you could do it.”The car moved off into the traffic.“Did you have any trouble getting the stuff?”Charles was pleasant again and gave her a cigarette.“Just try to relax,”he said.“Everything is all right.”At last the car turned into a quiet street.Charles reached into the knitting basket and took the three shiny discs.He put them inside his coat pocket,then handed her the bask et.He kissed her.“See you later.”She entered her apartment like a person in a fog.She crossed to the wide window and looked out.Her husband’s green car was pulling away from the stop-light at the end of the street.She looked up and down the street then saw what she was looking .A black car moved out from the driveway beyond the apartment house and followed her husband.Behind the black car was another one.Inside the car was her boss.“Well,”she said to the empty room,“That’ s that.”But she continued standing,looking out into the street,long after the three cars had disappeared from sigh.She still felt numb6),dead.She wondered when she would begin to feel something,the pain and guilt of a wife who had betrayed her husband.She thought back over every thing that led up to that betrayal――the night less than six weeks after their marriage.She lay with her head on his arm and his hand gently stroked her hair.He confessed to her his connections and told her what he expected her to do.She remembered the horror she felt over this terrible request,the shock and disbelief.Her instinct had been to cry out,to rebel.But some inner voice had warned her to be careful.This was something bigger than just herself and her marriage,a marriage now broken into little pieces.And it had been something bigger than herself which made her tell her boss the facts.His calmness quieted her.She was able later to listen to a plan he developed together with the FBI her to go along with her husband’s plans.It was almost dark outside when she turned from the window and reached a table-lamp.She crossed the room and opened a door to the clothes-closet.She reached a clothes hanger.Suddenly she stopped.One side of the closet was empty.All his clothes were gone.She looked around the room.All his things were gone,as if there never had been such a person as Charles Heath.She was sharply hit by the whole meaning of the situation.Charles had never meant to return.She had just been his tool ――he married her his purpose.She wondered how many other tools there had been bee her.She started to laugh.Then her laughter turned into sobs,great heaving sobs.And she threw herself across the bed.As she gave in to her misery7),there was a fleeting thought:“I’ll cry tonight.Tomorrow,I‘ll call my lawyer.” 18

Christmas Celebrations Around the WorldIt is interesting to see how different countries celebrate Christmas.We asked some of our friends and this is what they told us about their Christmas celebrations:Belgium On Christmas Eve,it starts with a drink and “nibbles1)”,followed by a “starter” course such as seafood,and then stuffed turkey.The dessert is a kind of cake made with cream.Father Christmas is called “Saint Nicholas” and he brings presents to children on Dec ember 6th,“St.Nicholas Day,” a long time bee Christmas.Brazil Father Christmas is called Papai Noel.Many Christmas customs are similar to those in the USA or UK. those who have enough money,a special Christmas meal will be chicken,turkey,ham,rice,salad,pork,fresh and dried fruits,often with beer.Poorer people will just have chicken and rice.Finland Finnish people believe that Father Christmas(Santa Claus)lives in the north part of Finland called Korvatunturi,north of the Arctic Circle.People from all over the world send letters to Santa Claus in Finland.There is a even big tourist theme park called “Christmas Land” in the north of Finland,near to where they say that Father Christmas lives.Everyone cleans their houses y the three holy days of Christmas--Christmas Eve,Christmas Day,and Boxing Day).Christmas Eve is very special,when people eat rice porridge3) and plum) fruit juice in the morning.They will then decorate a spruce5) tree in the home.Many families will visit cemeteries and graveyards to place a candle onto the burial graves of family members.Cemeteries are very beautiful at Christmas-time.France In France,everyone has a Christmas tree,sometimes decorated in the old way with red ribbons and real white wax candles.Fir6) trees in the garden are often decorated too,with lights on all night.Father Christmas is called Père Noel.The Christmas meal is an important family gathering with good meat and the best wine.Not everyone sends Christmas cards.Germany Germans love to decorate their house sat Christmas.Many houses will have little wooden frames holding electric candles in their windows,and coloured pictures of paper or plastic which look beautiful from the outside at night.Father Christmas brings presents in the late afternoon of Christmas Eve(December 24th),after people have been to a church meeting.The presents are then found under the Christmas tree.One person in the family will ring a bell and call everyone to come to the room.On Christmas Day,fish(carp7))or goose will be cooked.Latvia Latvians believe that Father Christmas brings presents on each of the 12days of Christmas starting on Christmas Eve.Usually the presents are put under the family Christmas tree.The special Latvian Christmas Day meal is cooked brown peas with bacon(pork)sauce,small pies,cabbage and sausage.Portugal People pretend that Father Christmas brings presents to children on Christmas Eve.The presents are left under the Christmas tree or in shoes by the fireplace.A special Christmas meal of salted dry cod-fish8) with boiled potatoes is eaten at midnight on Christmas Eve.Russia In the days of the Soviet Union,Christmas was not celebrated very much.New Year was the important time--when “Father Frost” brought presents to children.Now Christmas can be openly celebrated--either on December25th;or more often on January 7th.This unusual date is because the Russian Orthodox church uses the old“Julian”calendar9) religious celebration days.Special Christmas food includes cakes,pies and “meat dumplings.”Sweden The most important day is Christmas Eve.A special Christmas meal is eaten on Christmas Eve--ham(pork),herring) fish,and brown beans--and this is the time when families give presents to each other.Many people attend a church meeting early on Christmas Day. 1591

听不懂另一个人在说啥的时候,各国群众会怎么发牢骚呢 -01-7 :: 来源: 当一个人听不懂另一个人在说啥的时候,他会怎么发牢骚呢?各国群众纷纷表示: 英语:“It is Greek to me!”(“简直就是希腊语!”) 南非语:“Dis Grieks vir my!”(又是希腊语) 拉丁语:“Graecum est; non potestlegi.”(还是希腊语) 葡萄牙语:“E grego para mim.”(继续希腊语) 波兰语:“To jest dla mnie greka!”(仍然希腊语) 但是波兰语也有另一种说法:“To jest dla mnie chinszczyzna!”(汉语) 荷兰语:“Dat is Latijns voor mij!”(拉丁语,这是最常用的一种说法,另外倒霉 的还有汉语和西班牙语) 那么被大量群众围观的希腊语又是怎么来表示这个意思的呢? 希腊语:“μου φαινεται κινεζικο”(“听着就跟汉语似的”) 然后汉语开始惨遭围观: 希伯来语:“Nishma c'moh sinit!”(“它听起来像汉语!”) 罗马尼亚语:“Parca e Chineza!”(“看着像汉语!”) 俄语:“Это для меня китайская грамота.”(“对我来 说这就是个汉语文献”) 塞尔维亚-克罗地亚语:“To je za mene kineski.”(“对我来说这是汉语”) 据说汉语还被另外的语言围观了,但是找不到具体说法,包括:爱沙尼亚语,弗勒芒语,匈牙利语,瑞士德语,塔加路族文 还有些语言同时围观了汉语和其他语言: 芬兰语:“Onpas Kiinalainen jutuu!”(“这都什么汉语似的玩意儿啊!”) 芬兰语:“Se on minulle taytta hepreaa.(“这对我来说就是希伯来语”) 希伯来语也经常被围观: 法语:“C'est de l'hébreu pour moi.”(“对我来说这是希伯来语”) 德语和捷克喜欢围观西班牙语: 捷克语:“To je pro mne Spanělska vesnice.” 德语:“Das kommt mir spanish vor.” 那么西班牙语围观谁呢: 西班牙语:“Para mi es chino.”(又是汉语……) 意大利语围观土耳其语: 意大利语:“Questo e turco per me.” 土耳其语围观阿拉伯语:“Anladimsa arab olayim.”(“我能听懂的话我就是阿拉伯 人了”) 阿拉伯语围观波斯语:“Kalam ajami.”(“对我来说像波斯语”) 波斯语围观土耳其语:“Turki gofti?”(“刚才你说的是土耳其语?”) 然后有一些语言实在不知道围观谁才好了,就: 保加利亚语:“Tova za mene sa ieroglifi.”(“我看这些像象形文字”) 丹麦语:“Det er det rene volapyk mig.”(“对我来说这纯粹是沃拉普克语 ”这句话太强了,我去google了一下才搞清楚:沃拉普克语(Volapük)是人工语言较成功的第一个,是世界语的先驱) 最后是最强大的一个说法: 汉语:“简直就是听天书!” 只有上帝才能制汉语了…… 怎么 群众 各国 时候

You Can Have Entertainment at No CostMost of us trade money entertainment.Movies, concerts and shows are enjoyable but expensive.If you think that you cannot have a good timewithout spending a lot of money, on.Little resourcefulness and a few minutes of newspaper-scanningshould give you some pleasant surprises.People may be the most interesting show in a large city.Stroll through busy streets and see what everybody else is doing.You will probably see people from all over the world;you will certainly see people of every age, size,and shape, and you will get a free fashion show, too.Window?shopping is also a safe sport —if the stores are closed.Check the listings in your neighbourhood paper.Local colleges or schools often welcome the public to hearan interesting speaker or a good debate.The film or concert series at the local public libraryprobably will not cost you a penny.Be sure to check commercial advertisements too.A flea market can provide hours of pleasant browsing.Perhaps you can find a free cookingor crafts demonstration in a department store.Plan ahead some activities.It is always more pleasant not to have people in front of youin a museum or at a zoo.You may save some money, too,since these places often set aside one or two free admission daysat slow times during the week.Pretend that you are a tourist from time to time,and get to know your city all over againincluding the indispensable sights that people travel miles to see.If you feel like taking an interesting walk,find a free walking tour,or plan one yourself.You will see your city in a new perspectiveonce you know more about its historyor its architectural treasures.With imagination and a spirit of adventure,you can quite easily find good entertainment at no cost at all. 967


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