關(guān)于英語(yǔ)六級(jí)文章閱讀
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關(guān)于英語(yǔ)六級(jí)文章閱讀篇一
BILL GATES IN HIS BOYHOOD
As a child—and as an adult as well—Bill was untidy. It has been said that in order to counteract this. Mary drew up weekly clothing plans for him. On Mondays he might go to school in blue，on Tuesdays in green，on Wednesdays in brown，on Thursdays in black，and so on，Weekend meal schedules might also be planned in detail. Everything time，at work or during his leisure time.
Dinner table discussions in the Gate's family home were always lively and educational.“It was a rich environment in which to learn，”Bill remembered.
Bill's contemporaries，even at the age，recognized that he was exceptional. Every year，he and his friends would go to summer camp. Bill especially liked swimming and other sports. One of his summer camp friends recalled，“He was never a nerd or a goof or the kind of kid you didn't want your team. We all knew Bill was smarter than us. Even back then，when he was nine or ten years old，he talked like an adult and could express himself in ways that none of us understood.”
Bill was also well ahead of his classmates in mathematics and science. He needed to go to a school that challenged him to Lakeside—an all-boys'school for exceptional students. It was Seattle's most exclusive school and was noted for its rigorous academic demands，a place where“even the dumb kids were smart.”
Lakeside allowed students to pursue their own interests，to whatever extent they wished. The school prided itself on making conditions and facilities available that would enable all its students to reach their full potential . It was the ideal environment for someone like Bill Gates.
In 1968，the school made a decision that would change thirteen-year-old Bill Gates's life—and that of many of others，too.
Funds were raised，mainly by parents，that enabled the school to gain access to a computer—a Program Data processor(PDP)—through a teletype machine. Type in a few instructions on the teletype machine and a few seconds later the PDP would type back its response. Bill Gates was immediately hooked—so was his best friend at the time，Kent Evans，and another student，Paul Allen，who was two years older than Bill.
Whenever they had free time，and sometimes when they didn't，they would dash over to the computer room to use the machine. The students became so single-minded that they soon overtook their teachers in knowledge about computing and got into a lot of trouble because of their obsession. They were neglecting their other studies—every piece of word was handed in late. Classes were cut. Computer time was also proving to be very expensive. Within months，the whole budget that had been set aside for the year had been used up.
At fourteen，Bill was already writing short programs for the computer to perform. Early games programs such as Tic-Tac-Toe，or Noughts and Crosses，and Lunar Landing were written in what was to become Bill's second language，BASIC.
One of the reasons Bill was so good at programming is because it is mathematical and logical. During his time at Lakeside，Bill scored a perfect eight hundred on a mathematics test. It was extremely important to him to get this grade-he had to take the test more than once in order to do it.
If Bill Gates was going to be good at something. It was essential to be the best.
Bill's and Paul's fascination with computers and the business world meant that they read a great deal. Paul enjoyed magazines like Popular Electronics，Computer time was expensive and，because both boys were desperate to get more time and because Bill already had an insight into what they could achieve financially，the two of them decided to set themselves up as a company：The Lakeside Programmers Group.“Let's call the real world and try to sell something to it!”Bill announced.
童年時(shí)期——即使成了了大人——比爾也不修邊幅。據(jù)說(shuō)為了改此習(xí)慣，瑪麗為他制定了一周著裝計(jì)劃。周一上學(xué)他穿藍(lán)色裝，周二綠色，周三棕色，周四黑色，等等。周末用餐時(shí)間也布置得細(xì)致入微。每件事都要井井有條。比爾·蓋茨討厭浪費(fèi)時(shí)間，無(wú)論是在工作中或閑暇時(shí)。
在比爾家中的餐桌上討論總是既生動(dòng)又富有教育意義。“那是個(gè)內(nèi)容豐富的學(xué)習(xí)環(huán)境，”比爾回憶道。
比爾的同代人，即使是在那個(gè)年齡，都能看出他的與眾不同。每年，他和朋友們都要去夏令營(yíng)。比爾特別喜愛(ài)游泳運(yùn)動(dòng)等。他的一位在夏令營(yíng)的朋友回憶道，“他絕不會(huì)是個(gè)不足掛齒或無(wú)足輕重之人。我們都曉得比爾比我們聰穎。甚至在更早的時(shí)候，當(dāng)他九、十歲時(shí)，言談就如同成人一般他說(shuō)的話有時(shí)我們感到高深莫測(cè)。
在數(shù)學(xué)和自然方面比爾比同班同學(xué)也更勝一籌。他需要上一所對(duì)他充滿挑戰(zhàn)的學(xué)校。隨即父母決定送他去湖畔中學(xué)—一所專門(mén)招收超常男生的學(xué)校。這是西雅圖一所限制最嚴(yán)的學(xué)校，它以嚴(yán)格的課程要求而著稱，是個(gè)“連啞童都聰明的”地方。
湖畔中學(xué)允許學(xué)生們按自己興趣自由發(fā)揮，去通達(dá)他們希望的極至。令校方驕傲的是他們所創(chuàng)造的環(huán)境及設(shè)施使學(xué)生們能充分發(fā)揮各自的潛能。這是像比爾·蓋茨這樣學(xué)生的理想環(huán)境。
1968年，學(xué)校做出的一項(xiàng)決定改變了13歲的比爾·蓋茨的生活——同時(shí)也改變了許多其他的人。
學(xué)校主要靠家長(zhǎng)提供的資金通過(guò)一種電傳打字機(jī)進(jìn)入電腦——即程序數(shù)據(jù)處理機(jī)。在電傳打字機(jī)上鍵入幾條指令，幾秒鐘后程序數(shù)據(jù)處理機(jī)即會(huì)反饋回信息。比爾·蓋茨當(dāng)即就著了迷——他那時(shí)最要好的朋友坎特——他那時(shí)最要好的朋友坎特·埃文斯和另一名長(zhǎng)他兩歲的學(xué)生保羅·艾倫也是如此。
他們不管有沒(méi)有空，都要趕到電腦室去用用那臺(tái)機(jī)器。這些學(xué)生非常專注，以至于在電腦方面的知識(shí)都超過(guò)了老師，同時(shí)因?yàn)樗麄兊膱?zhí)著也帶來(lái)了不少麻煩。他們忽略了其他的課程——每項(xiàng)作業(yè)都遲遲才交，有時(shí)還曠課。上機(jī)時(shí)間也很昂貴。幾個(gè)月后，當(dāng)初留做一年用的預(yù)算就已經(jīng)消耗殆盡了。
比爾十四歲時(shí)，就已開(kāi)始編寫(xiě)簡(jiǎn)短的運(yùn)行電腦的程序了。早期的游戲程序如“三棋殺三子”，或“畫(huà)圈打叉游戲”，及“登月”就是用后來(lái)成為比爾的第二種語(yǔ)言BASIC來(lái)寫(xiě)的。
比爾善于編程的其中一個(gè)原因就是它蘊(yùn)含的運(yùn)算性與邏輯性。他在湖畔中學(xué)的那段時(shí)間，比爾在一次數(shù)學(xué)測(cè)驗(yàn)中取得了滿分800分，取得這樣的成績(jī)對(duì)他來(lái)說(shuō)是至關(guān)重要的—為了這個(gè)成績(jī)他不得不參加幾次測(cè)驗(yàn)。
倘若比爾?蓋茨決定要做好某件事，他必定會(huì)做得最為出色。
比爾和保羅對(duì)電腦和商務(wù)的癡迷意味著他們要博覽群書(shū)。保羅喜愛(ài)像《大眾電子》之類的刊物，而比爾則翻閱商業(yè)雜志。上機(jī)時(shí)間的昂貴，以及因?yàn)檫@兩個(gè)孩子迫切需要更多的上機(jī)時(shí)間，還有比爾早已洞察到他們?cè)诮?jīng)濟(jì)上會(huì)有所收益，于是他們倆決定自己組建公司：湖畔程序設(shè)計(jì)者集團(tuán)。比爾宣布道：“讓我們喚醒這個(gè)世界并給它推銷點(diǎn)東西吧!”
關(guān)于英語(yǔ)六級(jí)文章閱讀篇二
假如這都不算愛(ài)……
A girl and a boy were on a motorcycle，speeding through the night.一天夜里，男孩騎摩托車帶著女孩超速行駛
they loved each other a lot……
他們彼此深愛(ài)著對(duì)方
girlslow down a little……i'm scared……
女孩：“慢一點(diǎn)……我怕……”
boyno，it'ssofun……
男孩：“不，這樣很有趣……”
girlplease……it's so scary……
女孩：“求求你……這樣太嚇人了……”
boythen say that you love me……
男孩：“好吧，那你說(shuō)你愛(ài)我……”
girlfine……ilove you……can you slow down now女孩：“好……我愛(ài)你……你現(xiàn)在可以慢下來(lái)了嗎?”
boygive me a big hug……
男孩：“緊緊抱我一下……”
the girl gave him a big hug.女孩緊緊擁抱了他一下
girlnow can you slow down女孩：“現(xiàn)在你可以慢下來(lái)了吧?”
boycan you take off my helmetandputitonit'suncomfortable andit's bothering me while idrive.男孩：“你可以脫下我的頭盔并自己戴上嗎?它讓我感到不舒服，還干擾我駕車。”
then next day，there was a story in the newspaper.amotorcycl ehad crashed into a building because it sbrakes were broken.第二天，報(bào)紙報(bào)道：一輛摩托車因?yàn)閯x車失靈而撞毀在一幢建筑物上
there were two people on the motorcycle，of which one died，and the other had survived……
車上有兩個(gè)人，一個(gè)死亡，一個(gè)幸存……
the guy knew that the brakes were broken.he didn't want to let the girlk now，because he knew that the girl would have gotten scared.駕車的男孩知道剎車失靈，但他沒(méi)有讓女孩知道，因?yàn)槟菢訒?huì)讓女孩感到害怕。
instead，he was told the last time that she loved him，got a hug from her，put his helmetonher so that she can live，and die himself……
相反，他讓女孩最后一次說(shuō)她愛(ài)他，最后一次擁抱他，并讓她戴上自己的頭盔，結(jié)果，女孩活著，他自己死了……
once in a while，right in the middle of anordinary life，love gives usafairytale……
就在一會(huì)的時(shí)間里，就在平常的生活里，愛(ài)向我們展示了一個(gè)神話。
關(guān)于英語(yǔ)六級(jí)文章閱讀篇三
A Handful of Clay 一撮黏土
There was a handful of clay in the bank of a river. It was only common clay，coarse and heavy;but it had high thoughts of its own value，and wonderful dreams of the great place which it was to fill in the world when the time came for its virtues to be discovered.
Overhead，in the spring sunshine，the trees whispered together of the glory which descended upon them when the delicate blossoms and leaves began to expand，and the forest glowed the fair，clear colors，as if the dust of thousands of rubies and emeralds were hanging，in soft clouds，above the earth.
The flowers，surprised with the joy of beauty，bent their heads to one another，as the wind caressed them，and said：“Sisters，how lovely you have become. You make the day bright.”
The river，glad of new strength and rejoicing in the unison of all its waters，murmured to the shores in music，telling of its release from icy fetters，its swift flight from the snow-clad mountains，and the mighty work to which it was hurrying——the wheels of many mills to be turned，and great ships to be floated to the sea.
Waiting blindly in its bed，the clay comforted itself with lofty hopes.“My time will come，”it said.“I was not made to be hidden forever. Glory and beauty and honor are coming to me in due season.”
One day the clay felt itself taken from the place where it had waited so long. A flat blade of iron passed beneath it，and lifted it，and tossed it into a cart with other lumps of clay，and it was carried far away，as it seemed，over a rough and stony road. But it was not afraid，nor discouraged，for it said to itself：“This is necessary. The path to glory is always rugged. Now I am on my way to play a great part in the world.”
But the hard journey was nothing，compared with the tribulation and distress that came after it. The clay was put into a trough and mixed and beaten and stirred and trampled. It seemed almost unbearable. But there was consolation in the thought that something very fine and noble was certainly coming out of all this trouble. The clay felt sure that，if it could only wait long enough，a wonderful reward was in store for it.
Then it was put upon a swiftly turning wheel，and whirled around until it seemed as if it must fly into a thousand pieces. A strange power pressed it and molded it，as it revolved，and through all the dizziness and pain it felt that it was taking a new form.
Then an unknown hand put it into an oven，and fires were kindled about it——fierce and penetrating——hotter than all the heats of summer that had ever brooded upon the bank of the river. But through all，the clay held itself together and endured its trials，in the confidence of a great future.“Surely，”it thought，“I am intended for something very splendid，since such pains are taken with me. Perhaps I am fashioned for the ornament of a temple，or a precious vase for the table of a king.”
At last the baking was finished. The clay was taken from the furnace and set down upon a board，in the cool air，under the blue sky. The tribulation was passed. The reward was at hand.
Close beside the board there was a pool of water，not very deep，not very clear，but calm enough to reflect，with impartial truth，every image that fell upon it. There for the first time，as it was lifted from the board，the clay saw its new shape，the reward of all its patience and pain，the consummation of its hopes——a common flower-pot，straight and stiff，red and ugly. And then it felt that it was not destined for a king‘s house，nor for a palace of art，because it was made without glory or beauty or honor;and it murmured against the unknown maker，saying，“Why hast thou made me thus?”
Many days it passed in sullen discontent. Then it was filled with earth，and something——it knew not what——but something rough and brown and dead-looking，was thrust into the middle of the earth and covered over. The clay rebelled at this new disgrace.“This is the worst of all that has happened to me，to be filled with dirt and rubbish. Surely I am a failure.”
But presently it was set in a greenhouse，where the sunlight fell warm upon it，and water was sprinkled over it，and day by day as it waited，a change began to come to it. Something was stirring within it——a new hope. Still it was ignorant，and knew not what the new hope meant. One day the clay was lifted again from its place，and carried into a great church. Its dream was coming true after all. It had a fine part to play in the world. Glorious music flowed over it . It was surrounded with flowers. Still it could not understand. So it whispered to another vessel of clay，like itself，close beside it，“Why have they set me here?Why do all the people look toward us?”And the other vessel answered，“Do you not know?You are carrying a royal scepter of lilies. Their petals are white as snow，and the heart of them is like pure gold. The people look this way because the flower is the most wonderful in the world. And the root of it is in your heart.”
Then the clay was content，and silently thanked its maker，because，though an earthen vessel，it held so great a treasure. ruby紅寶石emerald翡翠fetter束縛
譯文：
一撮黏土
從前在一條河邊有這么一撮黏土。說(shuō)來(lái)也不過(guò)是普通的黏土，質(zhì)地粗拙;但他對(duì)自己的價(jià)值卻抱有很高的看法，對(duì)它在世界上所可能占有的地位具有奇妙的夢(mèng)想，認(rèn)為一旦時(shí)運(yùn)到來(lái)，自己的美德終將為人發(fā)現(xiàn)。
頭頂上，在明媚的春光里，樹(shù)木正在交頭接耳地竊竊私語(yǔ)，講述著當(dāng)纖細(xì)的林花和樹(shù)葉開(kāi)始吐放，林中一片澄澈艷麗時(shí)它們身上所沾沐的無(wú)盡光輝，那情景，宛如無(wú)數(shù)紅綠寶石粉末所形成的朵朵彩云，輕柔地懸浮在大地之上。
花兒看到這種美景驚喜極了，它們?cè)诖猴L(fēng)的撫摸中探頭欠身互相祝賀：“姐妹們，你們出落得多可愛(ài)啊，你們真是給白日增輝。”
河水也因?yàn)樵鎏砹诵碌牧α慷械礁吲d，它沉浸在水流重聚的歡樂(lè)之中，不斷以美好的音調(diào)向河岸喃喃絮語(yǔ)，敘述著自己是怎么掙脫冰雪的束縛，怎么從積雪覆蓋的群山奔騰跑到這里，以及它匆忙前往擔(dān)負(fù)的重大工作——無(wú)數(shù)水車的輪子等待著它去推動(dòng)，巨大的船只等待著它去送往海上。
黏土懵懵懂懂地呆在河床，不斷用種種遠(yuǎn)大理想來(lái)安慰自己。“我的時(shí)運(yùn)終將到來(lái)，”它說(shuō)，“我是不會(huì)長(zhǎng)久被埋沒(méi)的。世間的種種光彩，榮耀，在適當(dāng)?shù)臅r(shí)候，會(huì)降臨到我的頭上。”
一天，黏土發(fā)現(xiàn)它自己挪了位置，不在原來(lái)長(zhǎng)期苦守的地方了。一鏟下去，它被挖了起來(lái)，然后和別的泥土一起裝到一輛車上，沿著一條似乎很不平坦鋪著石塊的路，運(yùn)到遙遠(yuǎn)的地方去。但它并不害怕，也不氣餒，而只是心里在想：“這完全是必要的。通往光榮的道路總是艱難崎嶇的?，F(xiàn)在我就要到世界上去完成我的重大使命。”
這段路程非常辛苦，但比起后來(lái)所經(jīng)受的種種折磨痛苦卻又不算什么。黏土被拋進(jìn)一個(gè)槽子里面，然后便是一番攙和，捶打，攪拌，踐踏。真是不堪其苦。但是一想到某種美好崇高的事物必將從這一番痛苦中產(chǎn)生出來(lái)，也就感到釋然了。黏土堅(jiān)決相信，只要它能耐心地等待下去，總有一天它將得到重酬。
接著它被放到一只飛速轉(zhuǎn)動(dòng)著的懸盤(pán)上去，自己也跟著團(tuán)團(tuán)旋轉(zhuǎn)起來(lái)，那感覺(jué)真好象自己即將被甩得粉身碎骨。在旋轉(zhuǎn)中，仿佛有一種神力把它緊緊搏捏在一起，所以盡管它經(jīng)歷一切眩暈痛苦，它覺(jué)著自己已經(jīng)開(kāi)始變成一種新的形狀。
然后一只陌生的手把它透進(jìn)爐灶，周圍烈火熊熊——真是痛心刺骨——那灼熱程度遠(yuǎn)比盛夏時(shí)節(jié)河邊的艷陽(yáng)要厲害得多。但整個(gè)期間，黏土始終十分堅(jiān)強(qiáng)，經(jīng)受了一切考驗(yàn)，對(duì)自己的偉大前途信心不墜。它心想，“既然人家對(duì)我下了這么大的工夫，我是注定要有一番錦繡前程的。看來(lái)我不是去充當(dāng)廟堂殿宇里的華美裝飾，便是成為帝王幾案上的名貴花瓶。”
最后烘培完畢。黏土從灶中取出，放在一塊木板上面，讓它在藍(lán)天之下涼風(fēng)之中去慢慢冷卻。一番磨難既過(guò)，報(bào)償?shù)娜兆右簿筒贿h(yuǎn)了。
木板之旁便有一泓潭水，水雖不深也不很清，但卻波紋平靜，能把潭邊的事物，公正如實(shí)地反映出來(lái)。當(dāng)黏土被人從板上拿起來(lái)時(shí)，它這才第一次窺見(jiàn)了自己新的形狀，而這便是它千辛萬(wàn)苦之后的報(bào)償，它的全部心愿的成果——一只普普通通的花盆，線條粗硬，又紅又丑。這時(shí)它才感覺(jué)到自己既不可能登帝王之家，也不可能入藝術(shù)之宮，因?yàn)樽约旱耐饷惨稽c(diǎn)也不高雅華貴;于是它對(duì)自己那位無(wú)名的制造者喃喃抱怨起來(lái)，“你為什么把我造成這等模樣?”
自此一連數(shù)日它抑郁不快。接著它給裝上了土，另外還有一件東西——是什么它弄不清，但灰黃粗糙，樣子難看——也給插到了土的中間，然后用東西蓋上。這個(gè)新的屈辱引起了黏土的極大不滿。“我的不辛現(xiàn)在是到了極點(diǎn)，讓人裝起臟土垃圾來(lái)了。我這一生算是完了。”
但是過(guò)了不久，黏土又給人放進(jìn)了一間溫室，這里陽(yáng)光和煦地照射著它，并且經(jīng)常給它噴水，這樣就在它一天天靜靜等候的時(shí)候，某種變化終于開(kāi)始到來(lái)。某種東西正在體內(nèi)萌動(dòng)——莫非是希望重生!但它對(duì)此仍然毫不理解，也不懂得這個(gè)希望意味著什么。
一天黏土又給人從原地搬起，送進(jìn)一座宏偉的教堂。它多年的夢(mèng)想這回終將實(shí)現(xiàn)了。它在世界上的確是有所作為的。這時(shí)空際仙樂(lè)陣陣，四周百花飄香。但它對(duì)這一切仍不理解。于是踏便向它身旁和它一模一樣的另一個(gè)黏土器皿悄聲問(wèn)到，“為什么他們把我放在這里?為什么所有的人都向我們張望?”那個(gè)器皿答到，“怎么你還不知道嗎?你現(xiàn)在身上正懷著一棵狀如王節(jié)的美麗百合。它那花瓣皎白如雪，它那花心有如純金。人們的目光都集中到這里，因?yàn)檫@株花乃是世界上最了不起的。而花的根就在你的心里。
這時(shí)黏土心滿意足了，它暗暗地感謝它的制造者，因?yàn)殡m然自己只是一只泥土器皿，但里面裝的卻是一件稀世奇珍。
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