大学英语第八单元课文缩写

『壹』 大学英语第二册unit8原文

Unit8
It has often been remarked that the saddest thing about youth is that it is wasted on the young.
Reading a survey report on first-year college students, I recalled the regret, "If only I knew then what I know now."
The survey revealed what I had already suspected from informal polls of students both in Macon and at the Robins Resident Center: If it (whatever it may be) won't compute and you can't drink it, smoke it or spend it, then "it" holds little value.
According to the survey based on responses from over 188,000 students, today's college beginners are "more consumeristic and less idealistic" than at any time in the 17 years of the poll.
Not surprising in these hard times, the students' major objective "is to be financially well off".
Less important than ever is developing a meaningful philosophy of life.
Accordingly, today the most popular course is not literature or history but accounting.
Interest in teaching, social service and the humanities is at a low, along with ethnic and women's studies.
On the other hand, enrollment in business programs, engineering and computer science is way up.
That's no surprise either.
A friend of mine (a sales representative for a chemical company) was making twice the salary of college instructors ring her first year on the job— before she completed her two-year associate degree.
"I'll tell them what they can do with their music, history, literature, etc.," she was fond of saying. And that was four years ago; I tremble to think what she's earning now.
Frankly, I'm proud of the young lady (not her attitude but her success).
But why can't we have it both ways? Can't we ecate people for life as well as for a career? I believe we can.
If we cannot, then that is a conviction against our ecational system—kindergarten, elementary, secondary and higher.
In a time of increasing specialization, more than ever, we need to know what is truly important in life.
This is where age and maturity enter.
Most people, somewhere between the ages of 30 and 50, finally arrive at the inevitable conclusion that they were meant to do more than serve a corporation, a government agency, or whatever.
Most of us finally have the insight that quality of life is not entirely determined by a balance sheet.
Sure, everyone wants to be financially comfortable, but we also want to feel we have a perspective on the world beyond the confines of our occupation; we want to be able to render service to our fellow men and to our God.
If it is a fact that the meaning of life does not dawn until middle age, is it then not the ty of ecational institutions to prepare the way for that revelation? Most people, in their youth, resent the Social Security dections from their pay, yet a seemingly few short years later find themselves standing anxiously by the mailbox.
While it's true all of us need a career, preferably a prosperous one, it is equally true that our civilization has collected an incredible amount of knowledge in fields far removed from our own.
And we are better for our understanding of these other contributions—be they scientific or artistic.
It is equally true that, in studying the diverse wisdom of others, we learn how to think.
More importantly, perhaps, ecation teaches us to see the connections between things, as well as to see beyond our immediate needs.

Weekly we read of unions that went on strike for higher wages, only to drive their employer out of business.
No company, no job.
How short-sighted in the long run.
But the most important argument for a broad ecation is that in studying the accumulated wisdom of the ages, we improve our moral sense.
I saw a cartoon recently which depicts a group of businessmen looking puzzled as they sit around a conference table;
one of them is talking on the intercom: "Miss Baxter," he says, "could you please send in someone who can distinguish right from wrong?"
In the long run that's what ecation really ought to be about.
I think it can be.
My college roommate, now head of a large shipping company in New York, not surprisingly was a business major.
But he also hosted a classical music show on the college's FM station and listened to Wagner as he studied his accounting.
That's the way it should be.
Oscar Wilde had it right when he said we ought to give our ability to our work but our genius to our lives.
Let's hope our ecators answer students' cries for career ecation, but at the same time let's ensure that students are prepared for the day when they realize their short-sightedness.
There's a lot more to life than a job.

『贰』 全新版大学英语(第二版)综合教程2 第八单元 A Fable for Tomorrow 课文翻译

明天的寓言
从前在美国中心有一个小镇，那里的万物看上去都与其四周的环境融洽相处。 小镇的四周是像棋盘交错的兴旺的农庄，还有一块块的田地和一座座遍布山坡的果园。春天来了，白色的鲜花云彩般地漂浮在绿色的田野上； 秋天到了，橡树、枫树和桦树色彩斑斓，在一片松树林间火焰般地燃烧与跳跃。 小山上狐狸吠叫，田野间小鹿静静地跃过，所有的一切都在秋天清晨的薄雾中半隐半现。
在路的两旁，一年中许多时候，月桂树、荚莲、桤木、蕨类植物和各样的野花都能让过往的行人赏心悦目。 即使是冬天，路边的景色依旧是美不胜收，那里无数的小鸟来觅取浆果莓和露在雪地上的枯枝上的种子。 事实上，这乡村正是由于鸟类的数量和种类之繁多而出名的。在候鸟群潮涌而来的春秋季节，人们从大老远的地方慕名前来欣赏。 还有的人来这里的小溪垂钓。清冽的溪水从山中流出，溪水中有许多鳟鱼藏身的背阴的水潭。 所以，从许多年前开始，第一批居住者就在这里盖房挖井，搭起了自己的谷仓。
后来，一种奇怪的摧毁力悄然袭击了这个地区，所有的一切都开始变了。 某种邪恶的符咒笼罩了这个社区：神秘的疾病攻击了鸡群，牛、羊也纷纷病死， 到处都有一层死亡的阴影。 农夫们谈论着家中的许多疾病； 镇上的医生也越来越因病人中出现的新的病症而感到迷惑。 在成人和孩子中发生了好几起突发的不明其由的死亡，那些孩子在玩耍中突然病倒，几小时后就死去了。
这里是一派奇怪的寂静。 就说鸟儿们吧---它们都去哪儿了？ 许多人说起鸟儿的时候都充满了迷惑与不安。 他们后院的饲养站已经没有鸟儿光顾了。 随处能见到的几只鸟都奄奄一息。他们猛烈地颤抖，却飞不起来。 这是一个无声的春天。 曾经是震动着画眉鸟、猫鸟、鸽子、樫鸟、欧鹪和许多鸟儿的黎明合唱声的清晨如今却寂然无声。田野间、树林中和沼泽地里也是一片寂静。
在农庄，母鸡下蛋却孵不出小鸡。 农夫们抱怨无法养猪，因为刚生下的猪崽太小了，小猪也只能活几天的功夫。 苹果树开花了，可是没有蜜蜂在花丛中嗡嗡地采蜜，没有蜜蜂的授粉，也就没有任何果子。
曾经是如此迷人的路旁如今却铺着黑黑的枯干的草木，仿佛是被一场大火烧过一般。 那里也是一片寂静，因为所有的生物都遗弃了它。 即使是溪流中也没有了生命。 因为所有的鱼都已经死了，垂钓者也就不再来了。
在屋檐下的天沟里，屋顶的木瓦之间仍旧可见几片白色的粒状的粉末。几个星期之前，它像白雪一样洒在了屋顶

『叁』 全新版大学英语教程unit1 writing for myself文章缩写怎么写

unit1 writing for myself文章缩写为：

when we are writing we are often told to keep our readers in mind , to shape what we say to fit their tastes and interests, but there is one reader in particular who should not be forgotten. can you guess who? Russell Baker surprised himself and everyone else when he discovered the answer.The idea of becoming a writerhad come to meoff and on since my childhood in Belleville ,butitwasn't until my third year in high schoolthat the possibility took hold.until then i'd been bored by everything associated with english courses . i found english grammar ll and difficult .i hated the assignments to turn out long ,lifeless paragraphs thatwere agonyfor teachers to read andfor me to write.

『肆』 求英语课文的缩写

School life in the UKGoing to a British high school for one year was a very enjoyable and exciting experience for me. I was very happy with the school hours in Britain because school starts around 9 a.m. and ends about 3.30 p.m. This means I could get up an hour later than usual as schools in China begin before 8 a.m.On the first day, all students went to attend assembly. I sat next to a girl whose name is Diane. We soon became best friends. During assembly, the headmaster told us about the rules of the school. He also told us that the best way to earn respect from the school was to work hard and achieve high grades. This sounded like my school in China.I had many teachers in the past year and they each taught only one subject. Mr Heywood was my class teacher. My favourite teacher was Miss Burke. She was the teacher who taught us English literature. In our class there were 29 students. This is about the average size for British schools. We had to move to different classrooms for different classes. We also had different students in some classes, so it was difficult to remember all the faces and names.I found the homework was not as heavy as what I used to get in my old school, but it was a bit difficult for me at first because all the homework was in English. I felt lucky as all my teachers were very helpful and I enjoyed all my subjects: English, History, English Literature, Computer Science, Maths, Science, PE, Art, Cooking and French.My English improved a lot as I used English every day and spent an hour each day reading English books in the library. I joined the Computer Club at lunchtime, so I could e-mail my family and friends back home for free. I also had an extra French class on Tuesday evenings. Cooking was really fun as I learned how to buy, prepare and cook food. At the end of term we held a class party and we all had to cook something. I was glad that all my classmates enjoyed the cake that I made.Students at that school have to study Maths, English and Science, but can drop some subjects if they don’ like them, for example, History, French and Art. They can choose other subjects like Woodwork, Computer Science or Languages, such as Spanish, German, etc. In woodwork class I made a small table. Though it didn’t look like a table when it was finished, I still liked it very much.. I missed Chinese food a lot at lunchtime. British food is very different. British people eat lots of desserts after their main meal. They don’t seem to like fruit as much as Chinese students. After lunch, we usually played on the school field. Sometimes I played football with the boys. Sometimes I just relaxed under a tree or sat on the grass.I was very lucky to experience this different way of life, and I hope that someday I can go back and study in Manchester again.Former student return from ChinaDavid Holmes studied at our school from 1990 to 1998. He has recently returned from his studies in China. David was one of the most helpful students that we ever had. He was the only student who won the Gold Service Award in 1997. he then went to Oxford University where he pursued International and Intercultural Studies.After graation from university, he went to China to study Chinese. He studied Chinese at Beijing Language and Culture University. After two years of studying Chinese, he became a fluent speaker of the language. Upon finishing his studies, he started traveling in China. Some of the cities in China which he likes most are Shanghai, Harbin and Beijing. In China he developed an interest in teaching English. He enjoyed teaching English to non-native speakers. Most of the students that he taught have become his friends.When he returned to Britain two months ago, he brought back from China many interesting books, dictionaries, paintings and photographs. He donated most of them to our school library. Some of the books were gifts that he got from his Chinese friends and students. The paintings that David donated to the school are being displayed in the assembly hall. Teachers and students at our school wish to thank David for his kindness.Next month it will be our annual school open day. We have invited David to be one of our guest speakers. He will make a speech about his experiences in China. The speech is going to be at 3 p.m. on 9 November. At the end of his speech, there will be 30 minutes for questions and answers. So, if you are interested in knowing more about China, you mustn’t miss the chance to meet David at the open day.

『伍』 大学英语第八单元课文翻译，题目是human cloning:Ascientist's story 小弟十分感谢

克隆人 Ascientist's story 应该是A scientist's story吧 ，就是一个科学家的故事
克隆人：一个科学家的故事

『陆』 新视野大学英语2第一篇课文缩写成100多单词的短文

To introce myself（介绍我自己抄）
Hello,every one!（袭大家好）
My name is **** .（我叫****）
I'm a 15 years old boy.（我是一个15岁的男孩）（具体情况自己改）
I live in the beautiful city of Rizhao.（我住在美丽的Rizhao城）（你可以把Rizhao改成自己家乡的城市的名称的拼音）
I'm an active ,lovely and clever boy.(我是一个活跃的可爱的聪明的男孩）
In the school ,my favourite subject is maths .（在学校,我最喜欢数学）
Perhaps someone thinks it's difficult to study well .（也许有些人认为这很难学）
But I like it.（但我喜欢他）
I belive that if you try your best,everything can be done well.（我相信每件事付出努力就会有害结果）

『柒』 大学英语精读1 unit8课文翻译

第八单元
爱莫能助
送电报的在罗莎•桑多瓦尔太太的房子前面下了自行车。他走到门前，轻轻敲了敲门。他几乎立即就觉察到房子里面有人。他听不到什么动静，但他肯定敲门声正在把一个人召唤到门口来，他很急切地想看看来者是什么人——这个就要听到人世间的残杀并将在内心感受到其痛苦的名叫罗莎•桑多瓦尔的妇人。不一会儿，门开了，但门在铰链上转动时慢慢悠悠，不慌不忙，门的转运似乎表明，不管来开门的是什么人，她在世界上没有什么可以怕的事情。接着门全部打开了，而她就站在那儿。
在霍默看来，这位墨西哥妇人是很美的。他看得出，她一生都很有耐心，经过多年的忍耐以后，现在她的嘴边总挂着一丝温柔、圣洁的微笑。但是正像所有从未收到过电报的人一样，送电报的人出现在前门，她便预感到凶多吉少。霍默知道，罗莎•桑多瓦尔太太看到他大吃了一惊。她说的第一个字就是人们在极度惊恐时首先出口的那个字。她“哦”了一声，仿佛她原以为开门迎接的不该是一个送电报的，而应该是她相识已久并愿与之促膝交谈的某个人。在她再次开口之前，她仔细观察了霍默的眼神。霍默知道，她已经明白，这份电报是份不受欢迎的电报。
“有电报？”她问。
这不是霍默的过错。他的工作就是送电报。即使这样，他还是觉得自己似乎也是整个错误的一部分。他感到很尴尬，仿佛唯独他要对发生的一切负责。同时，他想直截了当地说：“我只是个送电报的，桑多瓦尔太太。我很抱歉一定要把这样一份电报给你送来，但这只是因为我的工作就是送电报。”
“谁的电报？”墨西哥妇人问。
“G街1129号罗莎•桑多瓦尔太太的。”霍默说。他把电报递给墨西哥妇人，可她不肯接。
“您是桑多瓦尔太太吗？”霍默问。
“请进，”妇人说。“请进来。我不懂英文。我是墨西哥人。我只看从墨西哥城来的《新闻报》。她停了一会儿，看了看那个男孩，只见他尽量靠近门口站，但仍让自己立在房内，样子很尴尬。
“请问，”她说，“电报上说些什么？”
“桑多瓦尔太太，”送电报的说。“电报上说——”
但这时妇人打断了他的话。“但是你得拆开电报，念给我听，”她说。“你还没有拆开呢。”
“是的，太太，”霍默说。好像他是在对一位刚刚纠正了他的错误的老师讲话一样。
他用颤抖的手指拆开电报。墨西哥妇人弯腰抢起撕破的信封，想把它弄平整。她一边弄一边说，“是谁发来的电报——是我儿子胡安•多明戈吗？”
“不是，太太，”霍默说。“电报是陆军部发来的。”
“陆军部？”墨西哥妇人说。
“桑多瓦尔太太，”霍默很快地说，“您的儿子死了。这也许是弄错了。谁都会出差错的，桑多瓦尔太太。也许不是您的儿子。也许是另一个人，电报上说是胡安•多明戈，不过也许是电报弄上错了。
墨西哥妇人假装没听见。
“哦，不要怕，”她说。“到里边来。到里边来。我去给你拿糖。”她拉着男孩的胳膊，把他带到屋子中间的桌子旁边，让他坐下。
“男孩子都喜欢糖，”她说。“我去给你拿糖。”她走进另外一间屋子，很快就拿着一个旧的巧克力糖盒子回来了。她在桌子上打开糖盒子，霍默看见里面有一种奇怪的糖。
“喏，”她说，“吃吃这种糖。男孩子都喜欢吃糖。”
霍默从盒子里拿了一块，放进嘴里，使劲咀嚼起来。
“你不会给我送来不吉利的电报的，”她说。“你是个好孩子——就像我的小胡安尼特小时候那样。再吃一块。”她让送电报的又拿了一块糖。
霍默坐在那儿一边嚼着干糖，一边听着墨西哥妇人讲话。“这是我们自己做的糖，”她说。“用仙人球做的。我做这些糖果等我的胡安尼特回家来吃的，不过你吃吧，你也是我的孩子。”
这时她突然抽噎起来，同时又尽量克制着自己，仿佛哭泣是件丢脸的事。霍默想起来跑掉，但他知道他会留下的。他甚至想到自己也许会一辈子留下不走了。他简直不知道还有什么别的办法可以减轻这位妇人的痛苦。如果她当时要求他代替他的儿子，他也许没法拒绝，因为他不知道该怎样拒绝。他站了起来，好像以此来表明他准备去挽回那无法挽回的事似的。接着他意识到自己的打算愚蠢可笑，变得更加尴尬了。他在心里一遍又一遍地说着：“我有什么办法？我能有什么办法呢？我只不过是个送电报的呀。