World Olive (橄榄) Tree Day takes place
Protecting and growing the olive tree is
World Olive Tree Day is set up
There is much to learn, share and celebrate on World Olive Tree Day, and UNESCO encourages everyone to participate in
2 . What are pillows really stuffed with? Not physically, but symbolically? The question occurred to me with the photos in the news and social media from the 50 cities around the world that staged public celebrations for International Pillow Fight Day. Armed with nothing more than bring-our-own sacrificial cushions, strangers struck heavily each other in playful feather from Amsterdam to Atlanta, Warsaw to Washington DC. But why? Is there anything more to this delightful celebration?
As a cultural sign, the pillow is deceptively soft. Since at least the 16th Century, the humble pillow has been given unexpected meanings. The Chinese playwright Tang Xianzu tells a famous story about a wise man who meets a depressed young scholar at an inn and offers him a magic pillow filled with the most vivid dreams of a seemingly more fulfilling life. When the young man awakens to discover that his happy 50-year dream has in fact come and gone in the short space of an afternoon’s nap, our impression of the pillow’s power shifts from wonder to terror.
Subsequent writers have likewise seized upon the pillow. When the 19th-Century English novelist Charlotte Bronte poetically observed “a ruffled (不平的) mind makes a restless pillow”, she didn’t just change the expected order of the adjectives and nouns, but instead she made unclear the boundaries between mind and matter — the thing resting and the thing rested upon.
It’s a trick perhaps Bronte learned from the Renaissance philosopher Montaigne, who once insisted that “ignorance is the softest pillow on which a man can rest his head”. On Montaigne’s thinking, intelligence and happiness confront each other forever in a pillow fight that only one can win.
With the words of Tang. Bronte, and Montaigne, we can perhaps more easily measure the attraction of the global pillow fight. Like a ritual of release, the annual international pillow fight amounts to a kind of cleansing, a brushing off of daily worries: an emptying of the world’s collective mind. Rather than a launch-pad for weightless rest, the pillow is a symbol of heavy thought: an anchor that drags the world’s soul down — one that must be lightened.
1. The example of Tang Xianzu is used to illustrate that ________.A.pillows give people satisfactory dreams |
B.dreams are always wonderful while the real world is cruel |
C.people’s impression of pillows changes from wonder to terror |
D.pillows symbolically convey the meaning in contrast to their soft appearance |
A.wrote poems about pillows |
B.regarded pillows as reflections of our minds |
C.shared the same viewpoint as Tang Xianzu on pillows |
D.was likely to have been influenced by the thoughts of the Renaissance |
A.pillows give us comfort |
B.pillows make people more intelligent |
C.people with too many thoughts have less inner peace |
D.people can easily fall asleep when they know nothing |
A.Because it is a ritual release. |
B.Because it makes life delightful. |
C.Because it comforts restless minds. |
D.Because it contains a profound meaning of life. |
3 . Last year I attended the annual autumn saffron (藏红花) harvest festival on a trip in Italy, known as the sagra. Giovannina Sarra and her family
Saffron , taken from the stigmas (柱头) of the saffron flower, is a(n)
Now sitting at a mouth-watering plate of Risotto alla Milanese, a dish cooked with saffron, I
A.interviewed | B.accompanied | C.hosted | D.recognized |
A.fell behind | B.fanned out | C.sat around | D.hung around |
A.profitable | B.tropical | C.unavailable | D.unaffordable |
A.technology | B.patent | C.investment | D.import |
A.harvested | B.stored | C.watered | D.monitored |
A.noon | B.sunrise | C.dusk | D.midnight |
A.bloom | B.tend | C.grow | D.sell |
A.frozen | B.sticky | C.tiny | D.wet |
A.object | B.issue | C.adventure | D.process |
A.rough | B.careless | C.patient | D.sweaty |
A.boiled | B.dried | C.fried | D.warmed |
A.recall | B.remind | C.cherish | D.record |
A.doubt | B.evidence | C.reason | D.chance |
A.wonders | B.platforms | C.traditions | D.relations |
A.Fortunately | B.Immediately | C.Gradually | D.Hopefully |
4 . As the saying goes, “When in Rome, do as the Romans do.” Therefore, when you intend to run your business in France, you may as well get to know French culture, make marketing plans, and do business by local laws.
Use first names only after being invited to.
Dress well. The French draw information about people based on their appearance. Your business clothing is a reflection of your success and social status.
The French are passionate about food, so lunches are common in doing business in France, which usually consist of an appetizer, a main meal with wine, cheese, dessert and coffee, and normally take up to two hours.
Do not begin eating until the host says “bon appetite”. Pass dishes to the left, keep wrists above the table and try to eat everything on the plate.
A.Always try to be tasteful and stylish. |
B.Remember to be as polite as possible. |
C.This is a time for relationship building. |
D.Use Monsieur or Madame before the surname. |
E.Be careful with adding salt, pepper or sauces to your food. |
F.Make an appointment with your business partner in advance. |
G.Language should be the focus of anyone planning to do business in France |
Right now, most people's attention is on the COVID﹣19 pandemic. In
World Earth Day, the international movement aiming
That said, the occasion will still continue in a digital way. "
While the event may not reach its originally
I was four years old in 1993, when my family emigrated .(移民) from the United Arab Emirates to Toronto. Young enough to be changed by my new home, but old enough to know I was different from everyone around me. I was the only Arab and only Muslim in my junior kindergarten class. Beyond those obvious differences, Canadian life proved to be quite distinct in other ways. And I discovered another surprise that December.
Overnight, everything was suddenly covered in red and green. My classmates talked excitedly about cookies and what gifts they’d asked Santa for that Christmas. At some point, I must have asked myself, “What is Christmas?” There’s nothing quite like it in the Muslim world. The closest comparison might be Eidal-Adha, which translates from Arabic to “Festival of sacrifice”. While both holidays show the same spirit of sharing with the less fortunate and spending time with loved ones, Eid meant new clothes and a family dinner. And that was about it. No tree decorated with ornaments (装饰物), and no gifts covered in wrapping paper.
Christmas was completely foreign to me, but then my parents unexpectedly informed me that Santa would be paying us a visit on Christmas Eve. “But aren’t we Muslim?” I asked.
“Yes, but Santa loves all children equally and gets them all gifts,” my mother replied.
So on that first Christmas Eve in Canada, she hung oversized red and white stockings, each one customized with our names, off our bedposts. I have a distinct memory of the restless expectation that kept me awake long after bedtime and my joy when I got up on Christmas morning to find my stocking filled with gifts.
Still in my pyjamas(睡衣), I ran over to the kitchen to tell my parents that Santa had indeed visited us last night. I asked if they’d seen him, and Mom said, “Of course!” Mom offered Santa a cup of coffee, as is the Arab custom when hosting guests. He needed the energy for the long night ahead, she told me.
When I returned to school after the holidays. I had a story to share with my classmates. Santa had visited me too! I could show off gifts while other kids showed off theirs.
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My parents kept our Christmas tradition going for years, until I was too old to believe in Santa anymore.
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As an adult. I’ve come to realize creating a sense of belonging is joining in traditions.
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Every previous year on Thanksgiving Day I’d woken up early, filled with excitement, unable to wait for the turkey, pumpkin pie with pecans, and my grandma’s famous cheesecake. But I would never forget the lesson that my mother taught me when I was 14 years old. That Thanksgiving, I couldn’t find the magic anymore. For some reason the holiday seemed fake (假的). I suddenly felt like Thanksgiving was a big lie. I saw no reason to celebrate.
As my aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandma started to arrive carrying plates of food, baskets of bread, and pitchers of egg nog, I grew more and more angry and frustrated. None of them were really thankful, I realized. The whole thing was a lie!
When my mom called for everyone to take their seats for dinner, I left. I ran into the guest room where no one would look, crying. I was defiant (反抗的) because I wanted to be an honest person but 1 was realizing that Thanksgiving was fake. It didn’t feel right to join in the tradition---say something beautiful one by one around the table.
My mom, worried that 1 was absent from the table, came to see what was wrong, “No one is really thankful!” I sobbed, “They just pretend for one day because that’s what you’re supposed to do!"
My mom sat down next to me and listened wisely. Then she nodded. “You’re right,” she told me, “it’s fake until you find the truth for yourself.” She said Thanksgiving was a time to reflect because we don’t always get a chance to see loved ones and eat a good meal. Then she left. I didn’t listen to her. I was convinced that I could never find joy celebrating again.
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But I was also starving and I had to eat something.
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The great dramatists Sophocles, Aeschylus and Euripides drew on the myths,
Greek myths came from oral stories. In the beginning, people told these tales to
The names and the stories
We feel pain in our hearts
The everyday life of western culture
In English, we say someone who makes money easily has “the Midas touch”. But often, character from Greek mythology, who turns
It was December. The cold snow was falling as Kelly struggled home from school. How she hated the snow and everything else about Pinetree, Wyoming, America! How she missed Thailand! “I hate it here! I want to go home!” Kelly thought.
She reached for a small white envelope in her pocket. In it was an invitation to Jennifer’s party. Kelly didn’t want to go. She felt embarrassed at the thought of being at a party with a bunch of kids she barely knew. She closed her eyes and remembered at this time of year people would hold a festival to thank the Mother of Water in Thailand. They used banana leaves to make a little boat with a candle lit in it, made a wish for the coming year and set the boat floating on the river.
Kelly sighed and pushed open the door to her parents’ restaurant. They were busy working. “Maybe I should go just this once for Mum and Dad. They are so worried that I'm not making any friends.” Kelly went over and tied an apron (围裙) around her waist. As she was washing dishes, she told her mother that she had been invited to a party on Friday night. Mum smiled saying Kelly might be happy in their new home. Kelly nodded thinking Pinetree could never be her home.
On Friday evening, Dad drove Kelly to the party. Jennifer met her at the door and led her into the dining room. Six kids from her classes were seated around the table, on which small brown cookie houses were sitting. They were selecting colorful candies and gluing them to their own houses. Wow, she loved making things. For this part of the party, she could be herself. She decided to decorate her house like one of the golden temples of Thailand. As she was making it, Jennifer wondered how she did it. The others joined staring at Kelly with admiration. Kelly felt a sense of joy welling up inside her. Maybe I could fit in here — a little, she thought.
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As the party went on, the talk turned to the coming festivals.
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Suddenly, Kelly got an idea. She ran to the garden, returning with several leaves.
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10 . Geraniums of Love
As the fifth of seven children, I went to the same public school as my three elder sisters and brother. Every year, my mother went to the same ceremony and had parent-child interviews(亲子交流会)with the same teachers. The only thing different was the child. And every child
Geraniums school tradition—the annual plant sale(拍卖会)held in early May, just in time for
Third grade was the first time that I was allowed to take part in the plant sale. I wanted to surprise my mother.
When Mother's Day arrived, I was bursting with pride when I gave her that geranium. I remember how bright her eyes were, and how delighted she was with my
The year I was fifteen, my younger sister reached third grade. In early May, she came to me full of wonder and secrecy and told me that there was going to be a plant sale at school and she wanted to
I helped my little
A.passed down | B.participated in | C.broke with | D.carried on |
A.Women’s | B.Father’s | C.Children’s | D.Mother's |
A.Besides | B.Moreover | C.However | D.Therefore |
A.shared | B.discovered | C.guarded | D.unlocked |
A.plan | B.preparation | C.present | D.selection |
A.watering | B.growing | C.inspecting | D.protecting |
A.showed | B.potted | C.packaged | D.hid |
A.indeed | B.instead | C.properly | D.anyhow |
A.performance | B.grades | C.gift | D.presence |
A.inspire | B.surprise | C.satisfy | D.relax |
A.youngest | B.eldest | C.cleverest | D.bravest |
A.nervous | B.youthful | C.increasing | D.false |
A.on | B.beside | C.behind | D.under |
A.shortest | B.rarest | C.best | D.strongest |
A.sister | B.brother | C.cousin | D.friend |
A.confusion | B.anxiety | C.delight | D.astonishment |
A.listening | B.watching | C.smelling | D.tasting |
A.waved | B.smiled | C.signed | D.called |
A.pretend | B.continue | C.appear | D.try |
A.impressed | B.satisfied | C.associated | D.presented |