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发表于 2008-2-3 21:38
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[quote=Sophi_a,Feb 3 2008, 09:12 PM] 跟着改错人了 另外,请注明修改对象,on 谁谁 --春山 on Silas.teng
Now the special English program American stories.
Our story today is called ' The White Circle'. It was written by John Bill Cliton, here is shap Onial to tell you the story.
As soon as I saw Ambo sitting in the apple tree, I knew we would fight, I also knew he would win. but winning or losing was not important, at least not so important as getting him down from the tree, the tree was mine. It was a young tree and it had 13 beautiful apples on it. Now my beautiful apples were under Ambo's shirt.
The tree became mine the day I was 12 years old. Father called me to come to the barn to see the new young horses. When I got there, father lit a cigarette and placed one foot on the fence. He looked pleased and proud, "Taka", he finally said, "this is a big day, There before you our five of the finest horses are all in Virginia. Now how would I give you a gift for your birthday. could you make a choice? '' " Yes,sir "I said. "Which one?" he asked. " I would like to have the apple tree across the road.'' Father looked at me for a long time. " You'd have to know how much he loved horses to understand the look on his face, but I was 12 years old, how could I explain my choice? It was something about the apple tree the color of the red apples as hung among the green leaves, but it was more than this. It has something to do with being proud, I could give one of the apples to my friend Jenny, "Jenny", I would say, "I want to give you this apple, It came from my tree, the tree grows on my father's land. Before my father had the land, it belongs to his father, and before that, to his father, now I own the tree. Because of this I am in charge of all my people loved long ago way back the moses and all the Bible people'' Father finally answered, " All right son if you want a tree more than a horse the tree is yours". |
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