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【篇一】2021年6年大學(xué)英語(yǔ)四級(jí)美文
In the United States,the fourth Thursday in November is called Thanksgiving Day.On this day, Americans give thanks for the blessings they have enjoyed during the year.Thanksgiving is usually a family day,celebrated with big dinners and happy reunions.The first American Thanksgiving was held in Plymouth, Massachusetts in 1621.In 17th century, a group of Pilgrims left England to explore the New World.It was in September of 1620 when their ship called the “Mayflower” left port with 102 men, women, and children on board.They landed in Province town harbor after 65 days at sea.The Pilgrims were poorly trained and poorly equipped to cope with life in the wilderness.During their first winter in the new land,they suffered tremendously.Poor food, hard work, infectious diseases,and bitterly cold weather killed about half of them.
By the end of this terrible first winter,only about 50 remained alive.One spring morning in 1621,an Indian walked into the little village of Plymouth and introduced himself in a friendly way.Later, he brought the Indian chief, Massasoit,who gave gifts to the people and offered assistance.The Indians of Massasoit’s tribe taught the Pilgrims how to hunt,fish, and grow food.They taught the Pilgrims to use fish for fertilizer in planting corn,pumpkins, and beans.Because of this help from the Indians,the Pilgrims had a good harvest.Governor William Bradford was following an ancient tradition when,in the fall of 1621,he issued a proclamation establishing a day of thanksgiving to God.
The governor also decided to use this religious occasion to strengthen the bond of friendship between the Pilgrims and their Indian neighbors.So he invited Chief Massasoit and his braves to share the Thanksgiving feast.The Indians gladly accepted and sent five deer ahead.The Pilgrim men went hunting and returned with turkey and other wild game.The women of Plymouth prepared delicious dishes from corn,cranberries, squash and pumpkins.
【篇二】2021年6年大學(xué)英語(yǔ)四級(jí)美文
Usually at this time of the year,Christmas carols can be heard all over New York.They will waft from any street and lane,even from the dirtiest station of the dirtiest route, Route 7.Many people have to change trains there.When dusk falls, the commuters have to line up to move upstairs.The train is to clime up and onto the overpass and drive its way through this dirty and messy block.Peering downwards and into the windows of some extremely dilapidated building,passengers may sometimes see some mysterious-looking orientals dressed in Japanese-style dark suits practicing karate.
Looking further downwards,they may see an elderly black woman wearing a dirty flowery skirt,and holding a big plastic bag.Breathing with much difficulty, she is tottering along.If one happens to be in a dreamy and imaginative mood,he might think he has blundered into Hollywood and happens to be watching the making of a crime film.This is America too!.At the sight, some “rags to riches” dreamers might burst into tears.The other day, Christmas fast approaching,I was changing trains here.It was cold and wet. People inched forward,intending to change to Route 7.
Then I heard the voice of a child,who was singing “Silent Night” to the accompaniment of a small accordion.They were standing at the foot of the stairs, an elderly man and a little boy.Holding a little red tin can in one hand,the boy was ringing an iron bell with the other.His little face that appeared above his black overcoat was flushed in the cold air.Some passengers produced coins and dropped them with a tinkle into the can.In the bone-chilling dusk,the bell kept ringing,and the child singing, loud and clear.
【篇三】2021年6年大學(xué)英語(yǔ)四級(jí)美文
One windy spring day,I observed young people having fun using the wind to fly their kites.Multicolored creations of varying shapes and sizes filled the skies like beautiful birds darting and dancing.As the strong winds gusted against the kites,a string kept them in check.Instead of blowing away with the wind,they arose against it to achieve great heights.They shook and pulled, but the restraining string and the cumbersome tail kept them in tow,facing upward and against the wind.
As the kites struggled and trembled against the string,they seemed to say, “Let me go! Let me go! I want to be free!”They soared beautifully even as they fought the restriction of the string.Finally, one of the kites succeeded in breaking loose.“Free at last,” it seemed to say.“Free to fly with the wind.”Yet freedom from restraint simply put it at the mercy of an unsympathetic breeze.It fluttered ungracefully to the ground and landed in a tangled mass of weeds and string against a dead bush.“Free at last”, free to lie powerless in the dirt,to be blown helplessly along the ground,and to lodge lifeless against the first obstruction.
How much like kites we sometimes are.Heaven gives us adversity and restrictions,rules to follow from which we can grow and gain strength.Restraint is a necessary counterpart to the winds of opposition.Some of us tug at the rules so hard that we never soar to reach the heights we might have obtained.We keep part of the commandment and never rise high enough to get our tails off the ground.Let us each rise to the great heights,recognizing that some of the restraints that we may chafe under are actually the steadying force that helps us ascend and achieve.
【篇一】2021年6年大學(xué)英語(yǔ)四級(jí)美文
In the United States,the fourth Thursday in November is called Thanksgiving Day.On this day, Americans give thanks for the blessings they have enjoyed during the year.Thanksgiving is usually a family day,celebrated with big dinners and happy reunions.The first American Thanksgiving was held in Plymouth, Massachusetts in 1621.In 17th century, a group of Pilgrims left England to explore the New World.It was in September of 1620 when their ship called the “Mayflower” left port with 102 men, women, and children on board.They landed in Province town harbor after 65 days at sea.The Pilgrims were poorly trained and poorly equipped to cope with life in the wilderness.During their first winter in the new land,they suffered tremendously.Poor food, hard work, infectious diseases,and bitterly cold weather killed about half of them.
By the end of this terrible first winter,only about 50 remained alive.One spring morning in 1621,an Indian walked into the little village of Plymouth and introduced himself in a friendly way.Later, he brought the Indian chief, Massasoit,who gave gifts to the people and offered assistance.The Indians of Massasoit’s tribe taught the Pilgrims how to hunt,fish, and grow food.They taught the Pilgrims to use fish for fertilizer in planting corn,pumpkins, and beans.Because of this help from the Indians,the Pilgrims had a good harvest.Governor William Bradford was following an ancient tradition when,in the fall of 1621,he issued a proclamation establishing a day of thanksgiving to God.
The governor also decided to use this religious occasion to strengthen the bond of friendship between the Pilgrims and their Indian neighbors.So he invited Chief Massasoit and his braves to share the Thanksgiving feast.The Indians gladly accepted and sent five deer ahead.The Pilgrim men went hunting and returned with turkey and other wild game.The women of Plymouth prepared delicious dishes from corn,cranberries, squash and pumpkins.
【篇二】2021年6年大學(xué)英語(yǔ)四級(jí)美文
Usually at this time of the year,Christmas carols can be heard all over New York.They will waft from any street and lane,even from the dirtiest station of the dirtiest route, Route 7.Many people have to change trains there.When dusk falls, the commuters have to line up to move upstairs.The train is to clime up and onto the overpass and drive its way through this dirty and messy block.Peering downwards and into the windows of some extremely dilapidated building,passengers may sometimes see some mysterious-looking orientals dressed in Japanese-style dark suits practicing karate.
Looking further downwards,they may see an elderly black woman wearing a dirty flowery skirt,and holding a big plastic bag.Breathing with much difficulty, she is tottering along.If one happens to be in a dreamy and imaginative mood,he might think he has blundered into Hollywood and happens to be watching the making of a crime film.This is America too!.At the sight, some “rags to riches” dreamers might burst into tears.The other day, Christmas fast approaching,I was changing trains here.It was cold and wet. People inched forward,intending to change to Route 7.
Then I heard the voice of a child,who was singing “Silent Night” to the accompaniment of a small accordion.They were standing at the foot of the stairs, an elderly man and a little boy.Holding a little red tin can in one hand,the boy was ringing an iron bell with the other.His little face that appeared above his black overcoat was flushed in the cold air.Some passengers produced coins and dropped them with a tinkle into the can.In the bone-chilling dusk,the bell kept ringing,and the child singing, loud and clear.
【篇三】2021年6年大學(xué)英語(yǔ)四級(jí)美文
One windy spring day,I observed young people having fun using the wind to fly their kites.Multicolored creations of varying shapes and sizes filled the skies like beautiful birds darting and dancing.As the strong winds gusted against the kites,a string kept them in check.Instead of blowing away with the wind,they arose against it to achieve great heights.They shook and pulled, but the restraining string and the cumbersome tail kept them in tow,facing upward and against the wind.
As the kites struggled and trembled against the string,they seemed to say, “Let me go! Let me go! I want to be free!”They soared beautifully even as they fought the restriction of the string.Finally, one of the kites succeeded in breaking loose.“Free at last,” it seemed to say.“Free to fly with the wind.”Yet freedom from restraint simply put it at the mercy of an unsympathetic breeze.It fluttered ungracefully to the ground and landed in a tangled mass of weeds and string against a dead bush.“Free at last”, free to lie powerless in the dirt,to be blown helplessly along the ground,and to lodge lifeless against the first obstruction.
How much like kites we sometimes are.Heaven gives us adversity and restrictions,rules to follow from which we can grow and gain strength.Restraint is a necessary counterpart to the winds of opposition.Some of us tug at the rules so hard that we never soar to reach the heights we might have obtained.We keep part of the commandment and never rise high enough to get our tails off the ground.Let us each rise to the great heights,recognizing that some of the restraints that we may chafe under are actually the steadying force that helps us ascend and achieve.