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"She was married to an officer in India long ago and she had a life of physical adventure as exciting as her poetry. Her husband could cross rivers, using crocodiles (鳄鱼) as stepping stones. He died when she was only thirty-nine. Unwilling to exist without him, she took her life, leaving a son in England."I stared at the paper, (36) reading, couldn’t help thinking.Crocodiles are lazy animals as a rule, but they can (37) like lightning when they want to. And they don’t mind hurrying (38) they’re hungry. There used to be lots in Indian rivers, living on fish mostly, but what’s a little fish (39) a fifteen-toot crocodile They are people, fisherman or anyone else delicious enough to get too near; women doing the (40) or children playing at the water’s (41) . A hungry crocodile’s mouth (42) over a meal with a sound like a gunshot. A big fellow can (43) in a man in two bites.That woman’s husband crossed rivers (44) from one crocodile’s back to the next. I believe it. It had to be done (45) before the creature could see what was happening. It wasn’t (46) a brave, active man, and no doubt he improved with practice. He could never look (47) while crossing.The wife used to watch him—I felt (48) of that. She lived (49) the adventure with the (50) excitement of it all. Their real life was with tigers, snakes... It’s no wonder she wrote (51) poetry.Then he (52) . I imagined how she felt. Was there another man (53) him in India, in the world She was still young, hardly a sitting-room widow (寡妇). "I must (54) , too." She said to herself. So she did what she felt she had to do. A (55) probably, to her head. But her young son, their son Was her love for him nothing compared to her husband Well, what do you think 39().
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Weather changes when the temperature and the amount of water in the atmosphere change. We can see and feel water coming from the atmosphere when we have rain. But the water must somehow get back to the atmosphere. Meteorologists call this the water cycle.There are many stages in the water cycle. Rain falls when water vapor in clouds condenses (凝结). Drops of water form and fall to the ground. The water soaks into the ground and feeds streams and rivers. A lot of rain falls into the sea. The heat of the sun evaporates some of the water in the ground and in the rivers, lakes, and the sea. It changes the liquid water into water vapor. The vapor rises onto the air. Water vapor is normally invisible. On a very damp of humid day, however, you can sometimes see water vapor rising from a puddle (水坑) or pond in a mist (薄雾) above the water. Water vapor also gets into the air from living things. Trees and other plants take in water through their roots and give off water vapor from their leaves. People and land animal drink water and breathe out water vapor. In all these ways the water returns to the air. There it gathers to form clouds and condenses to form rain. The rain falls to earth, and the cycle starts again. It continues even if snow or hail (冰雹) fall instead because both eventually melt to form water. The amount of water vapor in the air depends on the temperature. The air is more moist (潮湿) in the tropics (热带) than in the cold polar regions. How many ways of the water returning to the air are discussed in the text()
"She was married to an officer in India long ago and she had a life of physical adventure as exciting as her poetry. Her husband could cross rivers, using crocodiles (鳄鱼) as stepping stones. He died when she was only thirty-nine. Unwilling to exist without him, she took her life, leaving a son in England."I stared at the paper, (36) reading, couldn’t help thinking.Crocodiles are lazy animals as a rule, but they can (37) like lightning when they want to. And they don’t mind hurrying (38) they’re hungry. There used to be lots in Indian rivers, living on fish mostly, but what’s a little fish (39) a fifteen-toot crocodile They are people, fisherman or anyone else delicious enough to get too near; women doing the (40) or children playing at the water’s (41) . A hungry crocodile’s mouth (42) over a meal with a sound like a gunshot. A big fellow can (43) in a man in two bites.That woman’s husband crossed rivers (44) from one crocodile’s back to the next. I believe it. It had to be done (45) before the creature could see what was happening. It wasn’t (46) a brave, active man, and no doubt he improved with practice. He could never look (47) while crossing.The wife used to watch him—I felt (48) of that. She lived (49) the adventure with the (50) excitement of it all. Their real life was with tigers, snakes... It’s no wonder she wrote (51) poetry.Then he (52) . I imagined how she felt. Was there another man (53) him in India, in the world She was still young, hardly a sitting-room widow (寡妇). "I must (54) , too." She said to herself. So she did what she felt she had to do. A (55) probably, to her head. But her young son, their son Was her love for him nothing compared to her husband Well, what do you think 52().
One silly question I simply can’t understand is "How do you feel" Usually the question is asked of a man in action—a man on the go, walking along the streets, or busily working at his desk. So what do you expect him to say He’ll probably say, "Fine, I’m all right," but you have put a bug (小虫子) in his ear—maybe now he’s not sure. If you are a good friend, you may have seen something in his face, or his walk, that he overlooked (忽略) that morning. It starts worrying him a little. First thing you know, he looks in a mirror to see if everything is all right, while you go merrily on your way asking someone else "How do you feel" Every question has its time and place. It’s perfectly acceptable, for instance, to ask "How do you feel" if you’re visiting a close friend in the hospital. But if the fellow is walking on both legs, hurrying to take a train, or sitting at his desk working, it’s no asking him that silly question.When George Bernard Shaw, the famous writer of plays, was in his eighties, someone asked him, "How do you feel" Shaw put him in his place. "When you reach my age," he said, "either you feel all right or you’re dead.\ "You’ve put a bug in his ear" means that you’ve ().
"She was married to an officer in India long ago and she had a life of physical adventure as exciting as her poetry. Her husband could cross rivers, using crocodiles (鳄鱼) as stepping stones. He died when she was only thirty-nine. Unwilling to exist without him, she took her life, leaving a son in England."I stared at the paper, (36) reading, couldn’t help thinking.Crocodiles are lazy animals as a rule, but they can (37) like lightning when they want to. And they don’t mind hurrying (38) they’re hungry. There used to be lots in Indian rivers, living on fish mostly, but what’s a little fish (39) a fifteen-toot crocodile They are people, fisherman or anyone else delicious enough to get too near; women doing the (40) or children playing at the water’s (41) . A hungry crocodile’s mouth (42) over a meal with a sound like a gunshot. A big fellow can (43) in a man in two bites.That woman’s husband crossed rivers (44) from one crocodile’s back to the next. I believe it. It had to be done (45) before the creature could see what was happening. It wasn’t (46) a brave, active man, and no doubt he improved with practice. He could never look (47) while crossing.The wife used to watch him—I felt (48) of that. She lived (49) the adventure with the (50) excitement of it all. Their real life was with tigers, snakes... It’s no wonder she wrote (51) poetry.Then he (52) . I imagined how she felt. Was there another man (53) him in India, in the world She was still young, hardly a sitting-room widow (寡妇). "I must (54) , too." She said to herself. So she did what she felt she had to do. A (55) probably, to her head. But her young son, their son Was her love for him nothing compared to her husband Well, what do you think 47().
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