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American Story : Paul's Case Ⅱ <4>

Written by Willa Cather




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Paul's knees became weak. He sat down in a chair and put his head in his hands. The dream was ended. He had to go back to Cordelia Street, back to the yellow-papered bedroom, the smell of cooked cabbage, the daily ride to work on the crowded street cars. Paul poured himself a glass of champagne and drank it quickly. He poured another glass and drank that one, too.

Paul had a taxi take him out of the city and into the country. The taxi left him near some railroad tracks. Paul suddenly remembered all the flowers he had seen in a shop window his first night in New York. He realized that by now every one of those flowers was dead. They had had only one splendid moment to challenge winter.

A train whistle broke into Paul's thoughts. He watched as the train grew bigger and bigger. As it came closer, Paul's body shook. His lips wore a frightened smile. Paul looked nervously around as if someone might be watching him. When the right moment came, Paul jumped. And as he jumped, he realized his great mistake. The blue of the ocean and the yellow of the desert flashed through his brain. He had not seen them yet. There was so much he had not seen. Paul felt something hit his chest. He felt his body fly through the air far and fast. Then everything turned black and Paul dropped back into the great design of things.

You have just heard the American story 'Paul's Case'. It was written by Willa Cather. Your storyteller was Kay Gallant. Listen again next week at this time for another American story told in Special English on the Voice of America. I'm Steve Ember.

wingwingcai

Paul's knees became weak. He sat down in the chair and put his hats in his hands. The dream was ended and he had to go back to Cordillia Street, back to yellow paper bedroom, the smell cook cabbage, the daily write to work, on the crowded street cars. Paul poured himself the glass of champagne and drank it quickly. He poured another glass and drank that one too.

Paul had a taxi take him out of the city and into the country. The taxi left him near some railroad tracks. Paul suddenly remembered all the flowers he had seen in the shop window his first day in New York. He realized by now everyone of those flowers was dead. They had only one splendid moment to challenge winter.


A train was broken into Paul's thoughts. He watched the trains group bigger and bigger. As he came closer, Paul's body shook. His lips were frightened to smile. Paul looked nervously around as if someone might be watching him. When the right moment came, Paul jumped. As he jumped, he realized his great mistake. The blue of the ocean and the yellow of desert flush to his brain. He had not seen them yet. There was so much he had not seen. Paul felt something hitted in his chest. He felt his body flyed to the air far and fast. Then everything turned black. Then Paul dropped back into the great designed things.


You have just heard American story---Paul's case. It was written b y Willa Cathery. Your storyteller was Kate Glander. Listen again next week at this time for another American story told
in the special English on the Voice of America. I'm Steven Ember.

lily tiger

On wingwingcai
Paul's knees became weak. He sat down in a chair and put his head in his hands. The dream was ended / . He had to go back to Cordillia Street, back to the yellow paper bedroom, the smell of cooked cabbage, the daily right to work on the crowded street cars. Paul poured himself a glass of champagne and drank it quickly. He poured another glass and drank that one too.

Paul had a taxi take him out of the city and into the country. The taxi left him near some railroad tracks. Paul suddenly remembered all the flowers he had seen in the shop window his first night in New York. He realized by now everyone of those flowers was dead. They had only one splendid moment to challenge winter.


A train was so broken into Paul's thoughts. He watched the train/ grow bigger and bigger. As it came closer, Paul's body shook. His lips were frightened / smile. Paul looked nervously around as if someone might be watching him. When the right moment came, Paul jumped. And as he jumped, he realized his great mistake. The blue of the ocean and the yellow of desert flashed through his brain. He had not seen them yet. There was so much he had not seen. Paul felt something hit/ in his chest. He felt his body fly through the air far and fast. Then everything turned black and Paul dropped back into the great designe/ of things.


You have just heard the American Story "Paul's Case". It was written by Willa Cathery. Your storyteller was Ken Gallant. Listen again next week at this time for another American Story told
in / Special English on the Voice of America. I'm Steven Ember.

Ben li

homework
Paul's knees became weak. He sat down in the chair and put his hats in his hands. The dream was ended and he had to go back to Cordillia Street, back to yellow paper bedroom, the smell cook cabbage, the daily write to work, on the crowded street cars. Paul poured himself the glass of champagne and drank it quickly. He poured another glass and drank that one too.

Paul had a taxi take him out of the city and into the country. The taxi left him near some railroad tracks. Paul suddenly remembered all the flowers he had seen in the shop window his first day in New York. He realized by now everyone of those flowers was dead. They had only one splendid moment to challenge winter.


A train was broken into Paul's thoughts. He watched the trains group bigger and bigger. As he came closer, Paul's body shook. His lips were frightened to smile. Paul looked nervously around as if someone might be watching him. When the right moment came, Paul jumped. As he jumped, he realized his great mistake. The blue of the ocean and the yellow of desert flush to his brain. He had not seen them yet. There was so much he had not seen. Paul felt something hitted in his chest. He felt his body flyed to the air far and fast. Then everything turned black. Then Paul dropped back into the great designed things.


You have just heard American story---Paul's case. It was written b y Willa Cathery. Your storyteller was Kate Glander. Listen again next week at this time for another American story told
in the special English on the Voice of America. I'm Steven Ember.

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mzhang6

Homework

Paul’s knees became weak. He sat down in the chair and put his head in his hands. The dream was ended. He had to go back to Cordillia Street, back to the yellow paper bedroom, the smelled cook cabbage, the daily right to work and crowed street cars. Paul put himself a glass of champagne and drunk quickly, he put another glass and drunk that one too.

Paul had a taxi, take him out the city and into the country. The taxi left him near some railroad tracks. Paul suddenly remembered all the followers he had seen in the shop window his first night in New York. He realized by now, every one of those followers was dead. They had had only one splendid moment to challenge winter.

A train whistle broke into Paul’s thought. He watched the train grew bigger and bigger. As the came closer, Paul’s body shook. His lips were fright smile. Paul looked nervously around as if someone might be watching him. When the right moment came Paul jumped. And as he jumped he realized his great mistake. The blue of the ocean and yellow of desert flashed through his brain. He had not seen them yet, there were so much he had not seen. Paul felt something hit his chest, he felt his body flied through the air far and fast. Then everything turned black, and Paul dropped back into great designing of things.

You have just heard American story: Paul’s Case. It was written by Willa Cather. You story teller was King Galand. Listen again next week get this time for another American story told in special English on the voice of America. I am Steven Ember.

qdiris

homework
Paul's knees became weak. He sat down in a chair,and put his head in his hands. The dream was ended.He had to go back to Cordiley Street, back to the yellow paper bedroom, the smell of / cabbage,the daily rite to work on the crowed street cards. Paul poured himself a glass of champion and drank it quickly, deported another glass and drank that one too. Paul had a taxi taken him out of the city and into the country. The taxi left him near some railroad tracks. Paul suddenly remembered all the flowers in a shop window his first night in New York. He realized that by now everyone of those flowers was dead. They had had only one splendid moment to challenge winter. A train was so broken into Paul's thoughts. He watched as the train grow bigger and bigger. As it came closer, Paul's body shook. His lips were a frighten smile. Paul looked nervously around as if someone might be him. When the right moment came, Paul jumped. And as he jumped, he realized his great mistake. The blue of the ocean and the yellow of the desert flashed through his brain. He had not seen them yet. There were so much he had not seen.Paul felt something hit his chest, he felt his body fly through the air far and fast. Then everything turned black and Paul dropped back into the great design of things.
You have just heard the American Story---Paul's case.It was written by Willa Cather. Your story teller was Kate Grant. Listen again the next week at this time for another American Story told in Special English on the voice of America.

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on lily tiger

Paul's knees became weak. He sat down in a chair and put his head in his hands. The dream was ended. He had to go back to Cordelia Street, back to the yellow-papered bedroom, the smell of cooked cabbage, the daily ride to work on the crowded street cars. Paul poured himself a glass of champagne and drank it quickly. He poured another glass and drank that one, too.

Paul had a taxi take him out of the city and into the country. The taxi left him near some railroad tracks. Paul suddenly remembered all the flowers he had seen in a shop window his first night in New York. He realized that by now every one (everyone指代的是人) of those flowers was dead. They had had only one splendid moment to challenge winter.

A train whistle broke into Paul's thoughts. He watched as the train grew bigger and bigger. As it came closer, Paul's body shook. His lips wore a frightened smile. Paul looked nervously around as if someone might be watching him. When the right moment came, Paul jumped. And as he jumped, he realized his great mistake. The blue of the ocean and the yellow of the desert flashed through his brain. He had not seen them yet. There was so much he had not seen. Paul felt something hit / his chest. He felt his body fly through the air far and fast. Then everything turned black and Paul dropped back into the great design/ of things.

You have just heard the American story "Paul's Case". It was written by Willa Cather. Your storyteller was Kay Gallant. Listen again next week at this time for another American story told in Special English on the Voice of America. I'm Steve Ember.

jinjin0101

Paul's knees became weak,he sat down in the chair and put his head in his hands.the dream was ended,he had to go back * street.back to the yellow papered bedroom,the smelly of cook cabbage,the daily ride to work on the crowded street cars.Paul poured himself a glass of champagne and drank it quickly.He poured another glass and drank that one too. Paul had a taxi take him out of the city and into the country,the taxi left him near some railroad trunks.Paul suddendly remembered all the flowers he had seen in the shop window his first night in New York.He realized by now,everyone of those flowers was dead.
They had had only one splendid moment to challenge winter.A train whistle broken into Paul's thoughts,he watched the train growing biger and biger,as it came closer,Paul's body shook,his lips wore a frightened smile.Paul looked nervously around as if someone might be watching him.When the right moment came,Paul jumped.and as he jumped,he realized his great mistake.
The blue of the ocean and the yellow of the desert flash through his brain,he had not seen them yet,there was so much he had not seen.Paul felt something hit his chest,he felt his body fly through the air far and fast.then everything turn black,and Paul droped back into green design of things
You have just heard the american stoty Paul's case.

mofu554321

paul's knees became weak, he sat down in a chair and put his head in his hands.The dream was ended. He had to go back to Cordelia Street,back to the yellow-paper bedroom the smell of cooked cabbage, the daily ride to work on the crowed street cars. Paul poured himself a glass of champagne and drank it quickly .He poured another glass and drank that one too .
Paul had a taxi take him out of the city and into the country .The taxi left him near some some railroad tracks.Paul suddently remeber all the follows he had seen in the shop window his first night in New York. He realized that by now erery one of theoe follows was dead .They had only one splendid monent to challenge winter.
A train whistle broke paul's thoughts.He watch as the train grew bigger and bigger.As it came closer,paul body shock ,His lips were frightened smile .Paul look nervous around as if someone someone may be watching him.When the right monent came ,Paul jump,and as he jumped,he relized his great mistake.
The bule of ocean and the yellow of the desert flash to his brain.He had no seen them yet.There was so much he had not seen.Paul felt something hit his chest.He felt his body fly through the air far and fast. Then ererything turn blackand Paul drap back into the great designed things.

Rainy1423

Homework:

Paul’s miss became weak. He sat down in the chair, and put his head in his hand. The dream was ended. He had to go back to call Diustreet, back to the yellow paper bedroom, the smell of cook cabbage, the daily right to work on the crowd street cars. Paul put himself a glass of champagne, and drank it quickly. He put another glass, and drank that one, too. Paul had an taxi take him out of the city and into the country. The taxi left him near some railroad traks. Paul suddenly remembered all the flowers he had seen in the shop window, his first night in New York. He realized that by now, everyone of those flower was dead. They had had only one splendid moment to challenge winter. A train whistled broke into the poor sky. He watched the train go bigger and bigger, as it came closer, Paul body shook. His lips were hidden smile. Paul looked nervusly around as if someone might be watching him. When the right moment came, Paul jumped, and as he jumped, he realized his great mistake. The blue of the ocean, and the yellow of the desrit, flashed to him brain. He had not seen them yet. There was so much he had not see. Paul felt something hit his chast. He felt his body fry through the air far and fast. Then, everything turned black, and Paul dropped back into the great design of things.

You will just heard the American Story Paul’s Case. It was written by W.C. You will stoon each other was C.G. Listen again next week this time for another American story told in Special English on the Voice of America. I’m Ste Venber.

怀吟

Homework
.....Paul's knees became weak.He sat down in the chair and put his head in his hands.The dream was ended.He had to go back to Cordelia Street,back to the yellow paper bedroom, the smell of cook cabbage,the daily ride to work on the crowded street cars.Paul poured himself a glass of champagne and drank it quickly.He pourled another glass and drank that one too.Paul had the taxi took him out of the city and into the country.The taxi left him near some railroad tracks.Paul suddenly remembered all the flowers he had seen in the shop window his first night in NY.He realised that by now every one of those flowers was dead.They had only one splendid moment to challenge winter.A train whistle broke into Paul's thoughts.He watched as the train grew bigger and bigger.As it came closer,Paul's body shook,his lips wore frightened smile.Paul looked nervously around as if someone might be watching him.When the right moment came,Paul jumped.And as he jumped,he realised his great mistake.The blue of the ocean and the yellow of the desert flashed to his brain.He had not seen them yet.There was so much he had not seen.Paul felt something hit his chest,he felt his body fly through the air far and fast.Then everthing turned black and Paul droped back into the great design of things.

superlx

Paul's knees became weak,he sat down in the chair and put his head in his hands.the dream resented<was ended>, he had to go back to the corledia street. yellow papered bedroom,the smell of cooked cabbage,the daily ride to work on the crowded street cars,Paul poured a glass of champagne and drank it quicly,then pour another glass and drank that one,too.

Paul had a taxi to take him out the city and into the country,the taxi left nere some railroad tracks,paul suddenly remenberd all the flowers his seen in a shop window is first night in newyork,he realized by now everyone know flowers with dead .
they had had only one spenlid moment to challenge winter.

a train with<wister> broken into Paul's thoughts, he watched to the train grew biger and biger,as him came closer,paul's body shook,his lips wore with a friteend smile,paul looked nevously around as if someone maybe watching him,in a right moment came, paul jumped.and as he jumped,he realized his great mistake.the blue of the ocean and the yellow of the desert flashed to his brain . ,he had not seen them yet,there was so much he had not seen .Paul felt sth hit his chest ,he felt his body fly to the air far and fast,then everything turned black,and paul dumped back into the great desert things