24篇魔术美文串记大学英语4级词汇.doc

01.the two roads it was christmas eve.an aged man was standing on the balcony,with uneasy,alarmed and pessimistic expression;he sighed for his miserable fate, and raised his sad eyes,gazed at the sparking stars in the deep blue sky. a falling star depicted a curve in the sky and disappeared,which seemed like the symbol of his life. then he cast them blow his floor,where a few more desperate people than him were moving towards their invitable destination-the grave.he had already expended sixty years on the way leading to it,and he had acquired nothing but agony and regret.now his health was poor,his mind was vacant his heart was sorrowful,and his life was short of comforts. the days of his youth appeared like dreams floating in his brain,and he recalled the strategic moment when he stood at the access to the roads-at the end of road,it was a peaseful and sunny place.it was covered with delicate flowers,fascinating bamboo forest,bunches of attractive grapes.there lived cute deer,tame lambs,and flying butterflies and echoed with the merry,sweet laughter.there were also winding tracks and hony peach trees dotted the gracefuk landscape. at the end of the second road,it was a damp and dull cave,which was an absolute hell of great bulk.it was covered with moist ponds and marshes,nasty ditches and jungles,chilling ang thrilling jails,all aroud was emitting the stales acid flavor.there lived evil devils,giant monsters,poisonous snakes,and echoed with horrible barking of wolves.it was full of spiders, bats,frogs,damn rats,offensive bugs and other crawling insects. he looked up to the sky and shouted aloud,o youth,return!return! and his youth did return,for all this was only a nightmare which he had on christmas eve.he was still youth though his faults were real;he had not yet entered the damp and dull cave,and he was still free to walk on the road which led to the peaceful and sunny land. those youngster,who are still wandering at the entrance of life and hesitating to choose the bright road,remenber that when years have passed and your feet are limping in the dark cave,you will cry bitterly,but in vain:o youth,return!oh give me back my early days!02.the house with a golden windowin the bowels of a mountain of frontier zone, a little boy lived in crude house, which could only accommodate five people of his household. there was not any railroad, freeway, highway or even a pub (an inn) around the mountain. his ancestors and he were the exclusive inhabitants on the mountain for several centuries. as he was 6 years old, he could see a wonderful house across the valley on a higher altitude of the opposite mountain, which had a golden window. he fancied that the emperor, prince and princess in fable must have been living in that king of palace. sometimes, in order to assure himself that it was an authentic house, the innocent boy often stared at it, with exceeding thirst for living in it. 6 years later, the little boy believed that he had acquired plentiful knowledge and skills to dominate his life. accordingly, he made a farewell to his grandmother and parents, and flung himself to the expedition with a manual kit, which was made of the fabric that was weaved by his mother. there was a coil of nylon cord, a saw and other implements in it. in spite of the hindrance of the muddy and slippery slope, for impulse of his keen desire, he probed the road through thorns with a stick, and proceeded towards the house consistently. as he mounted the summit, he focused on the trail that led to the house and then on it. it seemed to appear an abnormal phenomenon-the house vanished weirdly and was replaced by an ugly and shabby house, which was comparable with his little house in every inch, and its windows were plain and rather dirty. after opening the door, he found that the house was an obsolete mill in a state of disorder. in the center of the house, the tools which could grind wheat into flour were covered with thick dust and the trace of mice, a rude donkey saddle and some stained sacks lying nearby it. in one corner, a primitive rack was full of cracks, a spider was spinning web on it, and some fragments of mat were underneath it. in another corner, there was a stack of straw in mess, a rusted spade and a leaky barrel.the little boy was extremely disappointed. when he was ready to leave, he detected a sight which amazed him-there was his little house across the valley on the lower mountain and its window was shining with golden color identically-as the midday daylight (sunshine) was shinning on the glass of its windowthis story gives us a hint (cue) that we shouldnt be blind to the welfare in our real life. what we need is to adjust and convert our ritual notions (concepts), to find and enjoy the happiness that belongs to us.03.the view out of window two men, both in serious illness, occupied the same ward of a hospital. one man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour a day to undergo therapy and drain the fluid from his lungs. his bed was next to the rooms only window. the other man had to lie flat on his back all the time. the two men talked for hours on end. they talked about their families, their jobs, their experiences in the military service and a whole lot of things. every afternoon when the man in the bad next to the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the outdoor things he could see through the window. the man in the other bed would live for those one-hour periods when his world would be broad ened and restored to freshness by all the activities and view of the outside world. the window overlooked a park with a lovely stream and a stone bridge , the man said. ducks and geese played in the water while kids sailed their model boats. a gang of lads played volleyball on the lawn nearby the bridge. lovers walked arm in arm amid blooms of brilliant colors. a range of grand oak s and some flourishing palms grace d the spectacular landscape . as the man by the window described all these in vivid detail , the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the magnetic scenery , which gave him deep impression . one fine afternoon the man by the window described a troop (procession) of soldier s striding across the square of downtown . although the other man could not hear the band, he was charmed by the invisible scene . unexpectedly, a thought entered his head: why should he have all the pleasure of seeing everything while i never get to see anything? it seemed unfair . as the thought arose in his mind, the man felt upset and annoyed at first. but with several days passing, his inward (internal) envy turned into resentment and soon turned him sour . he turned indifferent and isolated, almost neglected all the surroundings . then, a wicked intention controlled his lifehe should lie by that window. he almost couldnt withstand the torture of his intention, and sighed from dawn to dusk. finally, his health became worse and worse, but the doctors couldnt find the cause. later one night, as he lay staring at the ceiling , abruptly, the man by the window began to cough. he was choked by the fluid in his lungs. the other man peered his panic expression and quivering fingers in the dim room as the man by the window exerted all his strength for the button to call for help. at the critical moment, listening to his crawling (creeping) sound across the room, the other man disguised that he had been fallen asleep, never moved, never pressed down his own handy button which would have brought the nurse coming. it lasted about five minutes, and then the sound of cough and breath stopped. there was only silencedeathly silence. the following morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths. when she found the rigid lifeless body of the man by the window, with enormous grief, she called the hospital maid to take it awayno words, no fuss. as soon as it seemed to be an appropriate opportunity, the man asked if he could be moved next to the window. the nurse was glad to make the switch , and after making sure he was comfortable , she left him alone . slowly, with the acute ache , he sustained himself up on one elbow, and strained to turn to look out of the window. it was incredible that he faced a black wall. 04.four wives in our lifein former days,there was a wealthy merchant,who owned billion acres of fertile land,a considerable sum of property,and multiple compounds(eatates).he was acknowledged leader at home and had four wives. he had the greastest affection on the fourth wife,who enjoyed the beautiful brows and face -a fairy in his eyes.to amuse her,the merchant gave her a life of luxury,bought her fashionable blouses and boots,and look her out to dine on delicious food.each of their marriage anniversary,he would celebrate.he was also fond of his third wife very much.she was an amateur poet with great literacy and dignity.to approve of her,he gave her prevailing poetry as a prezent,visited museums with her see the antiques and went to the concerts to enjoy music of great musicians and pianists.he was very proud off her,introduced and showed off her to his friends.nevertheness,he was always in great fear that she might go elsewhere with some other guys.his second spouse,too,won his preference.as a cashier,she was keen,capable and energetic in commercial issues.whenever he faced critical prob;ems,he always turned to his second wife.and shed always attempted to help him cope with the problems such as cash collection or the conflicts with clients.hense,to thank his second wife,he went to excursion with her for entertainment ever several years.his first wife was a very conservative and faithful partner.she was a woman of goodness and honesty.as a housewife,she had made great contributions to nourishing children,caring husband and doing housework.accidentally,she appeared to be a little clumsy and ignorant.although the merchant had a prefudice towards her,she maitained her patience to wait for him to come back to her.she was a women of great breadth of mind.after many years,the merchant fell deadly ill for abusing alcohol.he knew it couldnt cure.he was pale and stiff.when he reflected on his lifetime,he couldnt help yelling,now i have 4 wives.but when i die,ill be solitary.how lonely ill be!suffering from the sting body,he asked the fourth wife,i have attached to you the most affection,and bought pretty clothes to you and spend every festival with you.now im dying,will follow me?pardon?i am not a self-sacrificing saint.no way!the fourth wife ,who was sipping tea idly in her fur overcoat,defied him.the answer made the merchant feel fiercely disppointed on her conscience.then he asked the third wife,do you remenber our romantic experience?now that im dying,will you follow me?the third wife glimpsed against him.no!she denied.i couldnt bear tedious life in hell.i diserve a better life.consequently it is of nessity that i marry other guys afterwards.then she was calculating the route to other millionaires home.the answer also hert the merchant,and then he resorted to the second wife,youve always facilitated me out.now i barely beg you once more.when i die,will you follow me?im sorry!she frowned,claiming,i can only attend your funeral ceremony.the answer came like a bolt of thunder and the merchant felt like being disarded. then she was modifying the items of a business contract.then a voice wept:we are bond couple,ill go alongside with you wherever you go.the merchant awoke,stroking his first wifes coarse palm.she was so lean.thinking of her fatigue year aftere year,he was greatly touched and said miserably,i should have treasured you before!then she was doing the laundry for him.virtually,we all resoectively have four wives in our lives.the fourth tender wife represents our body.despite the face that we spend time making it look good,itll distract from us when we die.our third wife is our possessions,remarkable fame,or noble status.when we die,they all go to eternal collapse.the second wife is our famly,friends,colleagues or acquaitances.regardless how close we have relied on them when were alive,what they can do for us is coming to the funeral at the utmost.the first wife is in fact our holy soul,which is often neglected in our pursuit of material and wealth.it is actually the only thing that follows us wherever we go.we should cultivate it now,otherwise,we will possibly fell regret in the end.05.what i learned in kindergarten most of what i really need to know about how to live, what to do and how to be, i learned in kindergarten. most of my wisdom was also gained in the nursery. these are the things i learned: dont fight. dont quarrel with my cousins. dont veil my mistake. dont imitate the criminal behaviors of fraud and thief in the television series. dont steal coins in the closet, cartoon in the grocery, bacon, toast or jam in the cupboard(cabinet). clean up my own garbage(trash). dont talk about disappointing topics. share candy with my partners. distinguish the goodness from the vice. hold to traditional virtues such as honesty and integrity, justice and kindness, mercy and patience. promote social morality. accept the criticism or proposal of others modestly. eat more carrot, cereal, salad and garlic, and control youself to eat less dessert, fried chips, sausage, and stale diet. classify the clothing of each season. 06.those days in your lifewhen you came into the world, she held you in her arms./you thanked her by shaking your fists and weeping your eyes out./when you were 3years old, she made all your meals with love./you thanked her by tossing your tray on her lap, crying for ice-cream and ham sandwich./when you were 6years old, she enrolled you in kindergarten; she began to teach you arithmetic and alphabet; she told you the tale of the fisherman and the little fish. /you thanked her by hiding in the dwarf bushes to play with ants, contaminating your school uniform. /when you were 12 years old, you were fascinated with chess and painting. she invited chess coach for you, bought you painting brushes and took you to galleries. /you thanked her by being careless about your studies, drawing portraits of teachers in class./when you were 15 years old, she took you to learn to play the violin and trumpet in an orchestra, and paid you for summer camp abroad. /you thanked her by going to bars to listen to jazz and pop music secretly, by being cynical to her so-called classic art and her tunnel vision. /when you were 20 years old, you began to date with your girlfriend. you learnt to play the guitar and went to gymnasium for girlfriend. she was concerned about you, telling this to your aunts in neighborhood accidentally./you thanked her by disputing with her, “im an adult. you neednt worry about me!/when you were 25years old, she was busy decorating the house with colorful ornaments, reckoning on the date of your wedding. you thanked her by asserting to her holding your slim(slender)bride, “we are to be on a global tour wedding./when you were 30 years old, you became a competent editor of eastern literature, busy with revising sequences of scripts every day. she was worried, asking you to rest besides work./you thanked her by moaning, “you cant realize the tense competition in media circle./when you were 35years old, you divorced unfortunately. she came to you, tending to your daughter and doing housework at home. /you thanked her by being drunk every night, smoking cigar on after another in the living-room./ when you were 40 years old, you gained recovery from gloomy feelings gradually and became a well-known fiction author. she gave her genuine congratulations to you. /you thanked her by trying to convince her to live with you, but she declined (refused). /when you were 45years old, with the oxygen mask, she was taken away by an ambulance due to an acute epidemic./ you thanked her by thinking she actually shouldnt fall ill at the crisis of your career. /then one day in autumn, she quietly died./ in front of her ashes, you looked through youre sometimes albums, and the fragments of your life came into illusion: an infant, a youngster and a mature man in the end. suddenly you perceived that there was no substitute for mother. though sometimes she might think awkwardly or might not consent to your opinions, she was still your mother! all that she did was for the welfare of you. 07.the expectation of grandfatherwe made every effort to assure a better life for our kids but our attempt proved to be an abortion. for my grandchildren, i would know better.i hope you follow your priests suggestion to read the bible in your spare time, though you have no religious belief.i hope you consult with the veterans (stagers) frequently.when you disagree others, you should not only dare to argue, but also be patient to hear your opponents arguments and remember that weapon cant be the terminal solution.i hope you learn to drive a crane or mend the semiconductor radio. a craft will ensure that you wont be starved forever.i hope you know there is not only applause, medals and crowns, but also failure, defeat and dilemma in the world; there are not only peace, equality and cooperation but also controversy, collision and contradiction, or even traps, cruelty and deception in the world.i hope you show charity to the cripples. i hope you could help others sincerely at your convenience by doing some minor things, such as vacuuming the house for your mom, shifting the tyre for mister smith or stopping in highway when somebody thumbs a ride.i hope you have ever mounted a high mountain equipped with a compass and torch. i also hope nobody would send you a brand-new auto before youre 20.my cherished gra