[American Story] 【整理】2008-03-08 The Californian's Tale (2)

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American Story  : The Californian's Tale (2)

 

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One of the pictures on the wall was not hanging straight. He noticed it and went to fix it. He stepped back several times to make sure the picture was really straight, then he gave it a gentle touch with his hand.

 

''She always does that.'' He explained to me,''it is like the finishing pat a mother gives  her child's hair after she has brushed it. I have seen she fix all these things so often that I can’t do it just the way she does. I don’t know why I do it. I just do it.''

 

As he talked, I realized there was something in this room that he wanted me to discover. I looked around. When my eyes reached the corner of the room near the fire place, he broke into a happy laugh and rubbed his hands together.

 

''That’s it!'' He cried out, ''You have found it! I knew you would! It is her picture.''

 

I went to a little black shelf that held a small picture of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. There was a sweetness and softness in the woman’s expression that I had never seen before.

 

The man took the picture from my hands and stared at it. ''She was nineteen on her last birthday. That was the day we were married. When you see her, oh, just wait until you meet her.''

 

''Where is she now?'' I asked.

 

''Oh, she is away.'' The man sighed, putting the picture back on the little black shelf. ''She went to visit her parents. They live forty or fifty miles from here. She has been gone two weeks to date.''

 

''When will she be back?'' I asked.

 

''Well,this is Wednesday,'' He said slowly, ''she will be back on Saturday in the evening.''

 

I felt a sharp sense of regret. ''I am sorry, because I will be gone by then.'' I said.

 

''Gone? No, why should you go? Don’t go. She will be so sorry. You see, she likes to have people come and stay with us.''

 

''No, I really must leave.'' I said firmly.

 

He picked up her picture and held it before my eyes. ''Here,'' he said, ''now you tell her to her face that you could have to stay to meet her and you would not?''

[ 本帖最后由 春山如笑 于 2008-3-11 09:02 编辑 ]

shuiyihu

home work 请用verdana字体 －－春山

 

One of the picture on the wall was not hanging straight, he noticed it and went to fix it. He stepped back several times to make sure the picture was really straight . then he gave it a gentle touch with his hand. “she always does that” He explained to me,” it’s like the finishing pet a mother gives  her child cheer after she had rush it. I have seen she fix all this things so often that I can’t do it just the way she dose. I don’t know why I do it. I just do it” as he talked , I realized there was something in this room that he wanted me to discover. I looked around . when my eyes reached the corner of the room near the fire place , he broken into a happy laugh and grap his hands together..

“that’s it “ he cried out,” you have found it ! I know you would. It is her picture”

I went to a little black shelf that held the small picture of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. There was a sweetness and softness in the woman’s expression that I had never seen before. The man took the picture from my hands and steered at it . “she was nineteen on her last birthday .that was the day we were married. When you see her , all just waited  untill you return.”

“where is she now ?”

“oh ,she is away,” the man said, putting the picture back on the little black shelf” she went to visit her parents. They lived 40 or 50 miles from here. She has been gone two weeks till today”

“when will she be back?” I asked.

“well ,this is Wednesday ,” He said slowly,” she will be back on Saturday in the evening.”

I felt a shark sense of regret,” I am sorry because I will be gone by then” I said.

“gone? No , why should you go? Don’t go .she will be so sorry. You see, she likes to have people come and stay with us.”

“no ,I really must leave.” I said firmly.

He picked up the picture and held it before my eyes.” Here ,” he said,” now ,you tell her to her face that you could have to stay to meet her and you would not?”

 

[ 本帖最后由 春山如笑 于 2008-3-9 16:17 编辑 ]

cherrymix

One of the pictures on the wall was not hanging straight,he noticed it and went to fix it.He steped back several times to make sure the picture was really straight.Then he gave it a gentle touch with his hand."She always dose that."he explained to me,"It is like the finishing pat  a mother gives her child's hair after she has  rushed it.I have seen her fix all this things so often but I can do it just the way she dose.I don't know why I  do it,I just do it."As he talked,I realised there was something in this room that he wanted me to discover.I looked around,when my eyes reached the corner of the room near the fireplace,he broke into a happy laugh and dropped his hands together."That's it"he cried out,"you have found it,I know you would,it is her picture."I went to a little black shelf that held a small picture of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.There was a sweetness and softness in the woman's expression that I have never seen before.The man took the picture from my hands and stared at it."She was 19 on her last birthday that was the day we were married.When you see her,oh,just wait and till you leave her.""Where is she now?"I asked."Oh,she is away."the man signed,putting the picture back on the little black shelf."She went to visit her parents,they live 40 or 50miles from here,she has been gone 2 weeks today.""When will she be back?"I asked."Well,this is Wedneseday"he said slowly,"she will be back on Saturday in the evening."I felt a shape sense of regret,"I am sorry because I will be gone by Wen."I said."Gone?No,why should you go?Don't go,she will be so sorry.You see,she likes to have people come and stay with us.""No,I really must leave."I said friendly.He picked up her picture and held it before my eyes."Here"he said,"now you tell her to her face,that you could have stayed to meet her,and you would not.

第一次做听力，请多多包涵～>_<

[ 本帖最后由 cherrymix 于 2008-3-9 10:07 编辑 ]

BonnieLeung

homework

 One of the pictures on the wall was not hanging in straight. He noticed it and went to fix it. He stepped to back several times to make sure the picture was really straight. Then he gave it a gentle touch with his hand."She always dusts that."he explained to me,"it is like the finishing pat a mother gives her child's hair after she has brushed it. I have seen her fixed those things so often that i can do it just the way she does. I don't know why i do it. I just do it." As he talked, I realized there was something in this room that he wanted me to discover. I looked around. When my eyes reached the corner of the room near the fireplace. He broke into a laugh and joined his hands together. "That is it,"he cried out,"you have found it! I know you would.It is her picture." I ran to a little black shelf that held a small picture of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. There were sweetness and softness in the woman's expression that I have never seen before. The man took the picture from my hands and stared at it. "She was 19 on her last birthday. That was the day we were married. When you see her, oh, just wait until you meet her." " Where is she now?"I asked. "Oh, she is away," the man signed, putting the picture back on the black shelf."She went to visit her parents. They live 40 or 50 miles from here. She has been gone 2 weeks to day." "When will she be back?" I asked. " Well, this is Wednesday," he said slowly," she will be back on Saturday, in the evening." I felt a short sense of regret, " I am sorry because I will be gone by then." I said. " Gone? No, why should you go ? Don't go. She will be so sorry. You see, she likes to have people come and stay with us." " No, i really must leave." I said firmly. He picked up her picture and held it before my eyes. " Here," he said,"now, you tell her to her face that you could stay to meet her and you would not."

cm_zhyun

One of the pictue on the wall was not hanging staight. He noticed and went to fixed it. He stepped back several times to make sure the picutre was really straight. then he gave it a gental touch with his hand. "She always does that", he explained to me,"it likes finished pat a mother gives her child's hair after she brushed it. I see her fix all these things so often that i can it just the way she does . I don't know why i do it, I just do it." As he talked, i realized there was something in this room that he wanted me to discover. I looked around. When my eyes reached a cornor of the room near the fire place, he broke into a happy laughter and rupped his hands toghter. "that is her,you have found her, I know you would . it is her picture." I went to a liitle black shelf that held a samll picture of the most beautiful woman i ever have seen. There was sweet face and soft lace in that woman's expression that i had never seen before. The man took the my pciture from my hand and stared at it. "She was 19 on her last birthday, That was the day we married.When you see her, all just wait when you meet her." where is she now" i asked. "Oh, she is away". the man signed, put the pciture back on the little blck shelf."she went to vist her parents, they lived 40 or 50 miles from here. She had been gone two weeks today." " When will she be back" I ask. " Well, this is Wesday,He said slowly,"she will be back on Satuarday in the everning." i felt a shocked sense of regreat, " i am sorry because i wll be gone by then. " gone! No, why should you go, Dont' go. She will be so sorry , You see, She likes people to come with us". " No, i realy must leave" i said friendly. He picked up her picture and held it before my eyes. "here, "he said," " Now you tell her to her face that you could stay to meet her and you would not".

sihan19

改错人了，呢应该改头帖的。 －－春山

 

One of the pictues on the wall was not hanging staight. He noticed it and went to fixed it. He stepped back several times to make sure the picutre was really straight. then he gave it a gental touch with his hand. "She always does that", he explained to me,"it likes the finishing pat a mother gives her child's hair after she has  rushed it. I have seen her fix all these things so often that i can do it just the way she does . I don't know why i do it, I just do it." As he talked, i realized there was something in this room that he wanted me to discover. I looked around. When my eyes reached the cornor of the room near the fire place, he broke into a happy laugh and rapped his hands toghter. "that is it." He cried out, "you have found her, I know you would . it is her picture." I went to a liitle black shelf that held a samll picture of the most beautiful woman i had ever seen. There was sweetness  and softness  in the woman's expression that i had never seen before. The man took the my pciture from my hands and stared at it. "She was 19 on her last birthday, That was the day we were married.When you see her, Oh,just wait till you meet her." where is she now" i asked. "Oh, she is away". the man signed, put in the pciture back on the little blck shelf."she went to vist her parents, they live 40 or 50 miles from here. She has gone two weeks today." " When will she be back" I ask. " Well, this is Wednesday,He said slowly,"she will be back on Satuarday in the everning." i felt a sharp sense of regret, " i am sorry because i wll be gone by then. i said " gone! No, why should you go, Dont' go. She will be so sorry , You see, She likes to have people come and stay with us". " No, i realy must leave" i said friendly. He picked up her picture and held it before my eyes. "here, "he said," " Now you tell her to her face that you could have stayed to meet her and you would not".

[ 本帖最后由 春山如笑 于 2008-3-9 16:18 编辑 ]

sparrow919

ON BonnieLeung  改错人了，呢应该改头帖的。 －－春山

One of the pictures on the wall was not hanging  straight. He noticed it and went to fix it. He stepped back several times to make sure the picture was really straight. Then he gave it a gentle touch with his hand."She always dose that."he explained to me,"it is like the finishing pat a mother gives  her child's hair after she has brushed it. I have seen her fixed these things so often that I can do it just the way she does. I don't know why i do it. I just do it." As he talked, I realized that there was something in this room that he wanted me to discover. I looked around, when my eyes reached the corner of the room near the fireplace. He broke into a happy laugh and dropped hands together. "That's it,"he cried out,"you have found it! I know you would.It is her picture." I went to a little black shelf that had a small picture of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. There was a  sweetness and softness in the woman's expression that I had never seen before. The man took the picture from my hands and stared at it. "She was 19 on her last birthday. That was the day we were married. When you see her, oh, just wait until you meet her." " Where is she now?"I asked. "Oh, she is away," the man said, putting the picture back on the little black shelf."She went to visit her parents. They live 40 or 50 miles from here. She has been gone 2 weeks till today." "When will she be back?" I asked. " Well, this is Wednesday," he said slowly," she will be back on Saturday, in the evening." I felt a short sense of regret, " I am sorry because I will be gone by then." I said. " Gone? No, why should you go ? Don't go. She will be so sorry. You see, she likes to have people come and stay with us." " No, i really must leave." I said firmly. He picked up her picture and held it before my eyes. " Here," he said,"now, you tell her to her face that you could stay to meet her and you would not."

[ 本帖最后由 春山如笑 于 2008-3-9 16:18 编辑 ]

向日葵的理想

One of the picture on the wall was not hanging straight, he noticed it and went to fix it. He stepped back several times to make sure the picture was really straight . then he gave it a gentle touch with his hand. “she always does that” He explained to me,” it’s like the finishing pet a mother gives her child 's hair after she had rush it. I have seen she fix all this things so often that I can’t do it just the way she dose. I don’t know why I do it. I just do it” as he talked , I realized there was something in this room that he wanted me to discover. I looked around . when my eyes reached the corner of the room near the fireplace , he broken into a happy laugh and wrapped his hands together..that’s it “ he cried out,” you have found it ! I know you would. It is her picture”I went to a little black shelf that held the small picture of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. There was a sweetness and softness in the woman’s expression that I had never seen before. The man took the picture from my hands and stared at it . “she was 19 on her last birthday .that was the day we were married. When you see her , all just waited untill you return.” “where is she now ?” “oh ,she is away,” the man said, putting the picture back on the little black shelf” she went to visit her parents. They lived 40 or 50 miles from here. She has been gone two weeks till today” “when will she be back?” I asked. well ,this is Wednesday ,” He said slowly,” she will be back on Saturday in the evening.” I felt a shark sense of regret,” I am sorry because I will be gone by then” I said. “gone? !No , why should you go? Don’t go .she will be so sorry. You see, she likes to have people come and stay with us.” “no ,I really must leave.” I said firmly. He picked up the picture and held it before my eyes.” Here ,” he said,” now ,you tell her to her face that you could have to stay to meet her and you would not?”

大笨蛋

home

 

One of the pictures on the wall was not hanging straight. He noticed and went to fixed. He stepped back several times to make sure the picture was real straight. Then he gave a gentle touch with his hand.

'She always does that' he explained to me. 'It is like finishing pet a mother gives her child's here after she has brushed. I have seeing her fix all this thing so often that I can do it just a way she does. I don't know why I do it. I just do it' I see talked I realized there was something in this room that he wanted me to discover. I looked around. When my eyes reached the corner of the room near the fireplace, he broken into a happy laugh and rub his hands together. 'That's it' he cried out. ' You have found, I know you would, it is her picture.' I when to a little black shelf that hanged a small picture of most beautiful woman I had ever seen. There was a sweetness and softness in the woman that expression. 'That I had never seen before.' The man took the picture from my hand and stare * *. 'She was nineteen on her last birthday. That was day we were married. 'When you see her oh just wait and tall you meet her.'

'Where were she now?' I asked.

'Oh, she was a way.' the man said. Putting the picture back on the little black shelf. 'She went to visit her parents, there leave forty or fifty mail* from year*. She has been gone two weeks today,'

' When will she be back?'  I asked.

' Well, this is Wednesday' he said slowly. 'She will be back on Saturday in the evening.'

'I felt a shook sense of the *, I am sorry because I would be gone by then.' I said.

'Gone? No, why should you go? Don't go, she will be so sorry, you see she likes to have people come stay with us.'

'No, I ready must leave.' I said firmly.

He picked up her picture and hanged it before my eyes.

'Here,' He said. 'Now you tell her to her face. That * could have stay to meet her and you would not.'

omkys

啊，也跟着改错人了。。 －－春山

One of the pictures on the wall was not hanging  straight. He noticed it and went to fix it. He stepped back several times to make sure the picture was really straight. Then he gave it a gentle touch with his hand."She always does that."he explained to me,"it is like the finishing pat a mother gives  her child's hair after she has brushed it. I have seen her fix all these things so often that I can do it just the way she does. I don't know why i do it. I just do it." As he talked, I realized there was something in this room that he wanted me to discover. I looked around, when my eyes reached the corner of the room near the fireplace. He broke into a happy laugh and rubbed his hands together. "That's it,"he cried out,"you have found it! I know you would.It is her picture." I went to a little black shelf that held a small picture of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. There was a  sweetness and softness in the woman's expression that I had never seen before. The man took the picture from my hands and stared at it. "She was 19 on her last birthday. That was the day we were married. When you see her, oh, just wait until you meet her." " Where is she now?"I asked. "Oh, she is away," the man said, putting the picture back on the little black shelf."She went to visit her parents. They live 40 or 50 miles from here. She has been gone 2 weeks today." "When will she be back?" I asked. " Well, this is Wednesday," he said slowly," she will be back on Saturday, in the evening." I felt a sharp sense of regret, " I am sorry because I will be gone by then." I said. " Gone? No, why should you go ? Don't go. She will be so sorry. You see, she likes to have people come and stay with us." " No, i really must leave." I said firmly. He picked up her picture and held it before my eyes. " Here," he said,"now, you tell her to her face that you could have stayed to meet her and you would not."

[ 本帖最后由 春山如笑 于 2008-3-9 16:31 编辑 ]

Swang_608

改错人了，请先看一下发帖规则。－－春山

 

One of the pictures on the wall was not hanging straight. He noticed it and went to fix it. He stepped back several times to make sure the pictures were really straight, then, he gave it a gentle touch with his hand. "She always does that", he explained to me, "it likes a finishing pat a mother gives her child's hair after she has brushed it. I have seen her fixed all these things so often, and I can do it just as the way she does. I don't know why I do it, I just do it." As he talked, I realized there was something in this room that he wanted me to discover. I looked around. When my eyes reached the corner of the room near the fire place, he broke into a happy laugh and rubbed his hands together. "That’s it," he cried out, "you have found it, I know you would, it is her picture." I went to a little black shelf that held a small picture of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. There was sweetness and softness in that woman's expression that I had never seen before. The man took the picture from my hands and stared at her. "She was 19 on her last birthday that was the day we were married. When you see her, oh, just wait until you meet her." where is she now?" I asked. "Oh, she is away", the man sighed, putting the picture back on the little black shelf. "she went to visit her parents, they lived 40 or 50 miles from here. She has been gone two weeks today". "When will she be back?" I asked. "Well, this is Wednesday," He said slowly, "she will be back on Saturday in the evening." I felt a shocked sense of regret, " I am sorry because I will be gone by then. " I said. "Gone? No, why should you go, don't go. She will be so sorry, you see, she likes to have people coming to stay with us". "No, I really must leave" I said friendly. He picked up her picture and held it before my eyes. "Here," he said, "Now you tell her to her face that you could have stayed to meet her and you would not".

[ 本帖最后由 春山如笑 于 2008-3-9 21:40 编辑 ]

danlke

homework one of the pictures on the wall was not hanging straight.he noticed it and went to fixed it.he stepped back several times to make sure the pictures were really straight.then he gave it a gentle touch with his hand.she always does that,he explains to me. it is like a finishing pat that a mother gives her child's hair after he has brushed.i have seen her fixed all these things so often.that i can do it just the way she does.i don't know why i do it.i'm just do it.as he talked , i realized there was something in this room.that he wanted me to discover.i looked around when my eyes reached the corner of the room near the fire place.he broke to the happy laugh and rapped his hand together.that's it he cried out.u have found it , i know u would.it is her picture.i went to a little black shelf that held a small picture of the most beautful woman i have ever seen.there was a sweetness and softness in the women expression.that i have never seen before.the man took the picture from my hands and stared at it.she was nighteen on her last birthday.that was the day we were married.when u see her. oh just wait until u meet her.where she is now i asked.oh ,she was away the man said and putting the picture back on the little black shelf. she went to visit her parents.they lived forty or fifty miles from here.she has been gone two weeks today.when will she be back. i asked.well this is wednesday he said slowly.she will be back on the saturday in the evening.i felt a shorked sense of regret .i am sorry because i will be gone by then ,i said.gone? no why should u go.don't go , she will be so sorry.u say she likes to have people come and stay with us.no i really must leave,i said frequently.he picked up her picture and held it before my eyes.here ,he said now u tell her face that u could have stayed to meet her and u would not.

qise

One of the pictures on the wall was not hanging straight.He noticed it and went to fix it.He stepped back several times to make sure the picture was  really straight.Then he give it a gentle touch with his hands.He always does that.He explain to me.It is like the finishing pat a mother gives her child a hair after she has  brushed. I have seen her fix all this thing so often that I just do it just the way she does.I don't why I do it.I just do it.As he talked,I realized there was something in their room that he wanted me to discover.I looked around,when my eyes reached corner of the room near the fire place.He broke into a happy laugh and rubbed his hands together."That's it",he cried out,"You have found it.I know your would,it is her picture."I went to a little black shelf that hanged a small picture of most beautiful woman I had ever The man took theseen.There was a sweetness and softness in the woman's expression that I never seen before . The man took the  picture from my hands and stared at it.She was 19 on the last night her birthday.That was the day we're married.When you see her,all just wait till your return."Where is she now?"I asked. "Oh,she is away."The man said,putting the picture back on the balck shelf."She went to visit her parents.They lived 40 or 50 miles from you.She ihas been gone two weeks today.""When will she be back?" I asked."Well, this is wensday."He says slowly."She will back on Saturday."In the evening,I felt a shock sense of regret.I 'm sorry because I will be gone by then."He said."Gone,no,why should you go?""Don't go,she will be so sorry.You see,she likes people come with us.""No,I really must leave." I said firmly.She picked up her picture and held before my eyes."Here",He said,"now you tell her to her face,you could have stayed and you would not leave."

liuhuithefirst

One of the pictures on the wall was not hanging straightly; he noticed it and went to fix it. He stepped back several times to make sure the picture was really straight. Then he gave it a gentle touch with his hand. She always does that, he explained to me .it is like the finishing pack a mother gives her child here after she had brushed .I have seen her fix all these things so often that I can do the it just the way she does. I don’t know why I do it, I just do it. As he talked I realized there was something in this room that he wanted me to discover. I looked around .when my eyes reached the corner of the room near the fire place, he broke into a happy laugh and drew his hands together.”That is” he cried out “you have found it, I know you would, it is her picture” I went to a little black shelf that held a small picture of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. There was a sweetness and sofnesst in the woman’s expression that I had never seen before .the man took the picture from my hands and stared at it. She was 19 on her last birthday that was the day we were married. When you see her or just wait until you meet her. “Where is she now? “I asked. ”oh, she is away” the man said putting the picture back on the little black shelf .she went to visit her parents. They live 50 or 40 miles here. She has been gone two weeks today. “when will she be back” I asked,”well, this is Wednesday” he said slowly” she will be back on Saturday in the evening” I felled I shakily sense of regret I am sorry because I will be gone by then” I said.” gone? No, why should you go? Don’t go, she will be so sorry. You see she likes to have people come and stay with us” “no, I really must leave” I said firmly. he picked up her picture and held it before my eyes,”here” he said “now you tell her to her face that you could have stay to meet her and you would not”

jacobhuang

homework

One of the picture on the wall was not hanging straight. He noticed it, and went to fix it. He step back several times to make sure the picture was really straight, then he give it a gentle touch with his hand.
"she always does that", he explained it to me, "it's like a finishing pat a mother gives her child's hair after she has brushed it. I have seen her fix all these thing so often that I can do it just the way she does. I don't know why I do it, I just do it."

As he talked, I realized there was something in this room that he wanted me to discover.I looked around. When my eys reached the corner of the room near the fireplace, he broke into a happy laugh and rub his hands together.

"That's it", he cried out, "You have found it. I know you would. It is her picture." 
I went to a little black shelf, that held a small picture of a most beautiful wowan I had ever seen. There was a sweetness and softness in the woman's expression that I had never seen before.

The man took the picture from my hand and stared at it, "she was nineteen on her last birthday, that was the day we were married".
"When you see her?"
"Oh, just wait util you meet her."
"where is she now?" I asked.
"Oh, she is away", the man said, putting the picture back on the little black shelf."She went to visit her parents. They lived forty or fifty miles from here. She has been gone two weeks today".
"When will she be back", I asked.
"Well, this is Wednesday", he said slowly, "She will be back on Saturday in the evening".
I felt, I shocked since I regret, "I am sorry because I will be gone by then", I said.
"Gone, no, why should you go? Don't go. She will be so sorry. You see she likes to have people come and stay with us".
"No, I really must leave", I said firmly.
"You picked up her picture and held it before my eyes, here", he said, "now, you tell her to her face that you could have stayed to meet her and you would not".