新视野大学英语第二册读写教程的完形填空原文解读

1AI am frequently asked the question, ”Can you use chopsticks?”. I have lived in Korea, Japan, and China. In each country, I have, more often than not and without having requested one, been given a fork when one was available. I have politely refusde and said that I would be fine with chopsticks. Sometimes, I have to make further explanation. Chopsticks are the least of my worries when I am eating in an Asian home or restaurant. In fact, learning how to use chopsticks takes me nothing but a few weeks. This is not to say I was skillful, though. Learning how to use chopsticks is easy for me, whereas learning the rituals and how to conduct myself at the table is quite difficult. Just how many times do I have to say “no, thank you” when I really mean “no, thank you, I truly am full”? How do I get away with refusing more food without offending someone? If I insist and I still get more, is it appropriate just not to eat it? This would be impolite where I come from. I have enjoyed many great meals and my interactions with the people have been great. I am increasingly aware that I will never be able to give back as much as I have received. I don’t know how I can ever thank all of the people who introducde me to eating in Asia. 3BI didn’t marry for all the “right reasona”. Love had nothing to do with marriage. And, for my husband’s part, well, I suspect love was on his mind either. He marride me because I made him feel yound. He was such an ordinary man going through his very ordinary midlife crisis. He was divorced, looking for younger women and a career change. That didn’t bother me, though. He was still fairly charming, pretty hansome and abore all rich. I married for money, and I don’t have any doubt about it. My friends don't applaud my decision, but I can also tell that they wish, at least a little bit, for some of the same things that I now enjoy. They always prefer to spend a lot of time by my swimming pool than at their common little homes. And another thing, they are always complaining about their “beloved”. “He’s always watching how much I spend.” “It's become more like a business relationship than a marriage.” My husband, however, doesn’ t care how much I spend and our marriage never became a business because it already was one. You could say, we have a mutual understanding. We are very realistic about the whole thing. It is painful for my friends when they realize that love is just an illusion.

Marriage for never existed for me. And, he’ll never divorce me. He’d lose too much money. 4CLove is important because without it life has no meaning or purpose. Love allows us to do more than we could ever accomplish without its power. So often we take good care of our physical needs. We make sure our bodies are fed, cleaned, clothed, exercised and rested. However, we tend to overlook the most important need-love. Of course, as a society, love is not overlooked. Popular media cons

tantly places great emphasis on what we need to do to atract “love”. But being loved is not as powerful an emotional need as that desire to love someone else. They need to love and care for others is built into us biologically. This need is what allows parents to give up sleep and food while raising their children. This need is what allows people to put themselves at risk to save others from natural disasters or threats. Love means to children, hold dear.and treasure. We do not hurt, or cause pain to those we love; rather, we seek to alleviate their suffering. It’s not about wanting to possess or control others; it’s about wanting to set them free. Love is the power that allows the wheel of life to continue turning, for when we love we look beyond our own needs and desires. We sacrifice our time, our energy, our wishes, and sometimes even ourslves because of love. It is love that allows emergency services personnel to face danger. It is love that allows soldiers to risk everting. The ultimate definition of love is not about feeling good but rather doing good. 5D“Knock it off!” Billy would not cease banging his foot on the tanle. Mrs. Stewart had lost all patience in telling him to stop. Her words were falling on deaf ears. She had asked her son to quit doing something that was borthing her so many times that she hardly even knew the words were coming from her mouth. Billy had got used this. He just ignored his mom’s expressions like these. He banged on without a pause. She used to try to phrase her words in positive ways like,”When you bang on the table that way, it upsets me. Would you mind doing something else that it is a little quieter?” There was warmth in her voice and she had all of the best intentions. But when she actually managed to get Billy’s attetion in this way, he simply replied,”But I’m bored.” She tried offer him a bunch of alternatives but nothing worked and it all because too tedious. It had become noticeable