"英语扩充词汇阶梯阅读——精通4000词汇"的详细介绍……
内容提要
本书为“目标英语阅读阶梯系列”第四册，编写词汇
量基于4000词左右。全书共收集文章60篇，所选短文
均出自国外最新出版的各类读物，选材广泛，有人物传
记、社会文化、科普知识和热门话题；体裁多样，有议论
文、说明文和记叙文。本书题材新颖，容知识性、趣味性
和可读性于一体，注重学生阅读能力的培养和扩大词汇
量。每篇文章后均有难句分析、难点注释和关于重点词
汇、词组的练习。每5篇后编有一个总结练习，以起到复
习、检查之目的。
本书既可作为中级英语水平读者的阅读辅助教材，
也可作为其它各类读者的英语课外读物。
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"英语扩充词汇阶梯阅读——精通4000词汇"的图书目录……
目录
1
弊中之利
2
充分利用再生能源
3
亲昵塑造未来
4
全球经济竞争
5
家庭琐事
6
立遗嘱
7
冷漠绝情的人生
8
拯救教育
9
舞痴奶奶
10
延年益寿的食物
11
喷气式飞机
12
科技生涯
13
“介意我使你得癌症吗？”（一）
14
“介意我使你得癌症吗？”（二）
15
火山破坏又创造
16
世界宠儿莫扎特（一）
17
世界宠儿莫扎特（二）
18
克林顿——天生的竞争者（一）
19
克林顿——天生的竞争者（二）
20
计算机科学前沿
21
父亲，儿子与答案
22
盲人导盲？
23
旅行者轶事
24
大西洋墓地（一）
25
大西洋墓地（二）
26
永远记住特蕾西·比尔
27
盲人与声纳
28
瞌睡了，就打个吨吧！
29
我的乖儿子
30
悲伤五台阶
31
一只糊涂鸡
32
办公室浪漫曲
33
饿死肿瘤
34
什么造就了奥林匹克冠军？（一）
35
什么造就了奥林区克冠军？（二）
36
“把这个杂种从这里撵出去！”
37
安息吧，莫莉！
38
同性恋
39
怎样在危险中生存？（一）
40
怎样在危险中生存？（二）
41
复活节彩蛋
42
火星上有生命吗？
43
非洲寻根
44
随总统出访的日子
45
你偏心吗？
46
精神胜利法
47
测谎试验
48
珍珠港，让历史铭记！
49
以赌为生
50
“何必以心跳定生死？”
51
投诉有偿
52
幸福永驻
53
毒品论战
54
西部蛮仔
55
难忘之夜
56
农业的起源
57
海外华人中的新“贵族”
58
恐怖笼罩小镇
59
“有志者，事竟成”
60
应聘的秘诀——关键的四分钟
1
弊中之利
2
充分利用再生能源
3
亲昵塑造未来
4
全球经济竞争
5
家庭琐事
6
立遗嘱
7
冷漠绝情的人生
8
拯救教育
9
舞痴奶奶
10
延年益寿的食物
11
喷气式飞机
12
科技生涯
13
“介意我使你得癌症吗？”（一）
14
“介意我使你得癌症吗？”（二）
15
火山破坏又创造
16
世界宠儿莫扎特（一）
17
世界宠儿莫扎特（二）
18
克林顿——天生的竞争者（一）
19
克林顿——天生的竞争者（二）
20
计算机科学前沿
21
父亲，儿子与答案
22
盲人导盲？
23
旅行者轶事
24
大西洋墓地（一）
25
大西洋墓地（二）
26
永远记住特蕾西·比尔
27
盲人与声纳
28
瞌睡了，就打个吨吧！
29
我的乖儿子
30
悲伤五台阶
31
一只糊涂鸡
32
办公室浪漫曲
33
饿死肿瘤
34
什么造就了奥林匹克冠军？（一）
35
什么造就了奥林区克冠军？（二）
36
“把这个杂种从这里撵出去！”
37
安息吧，莫莉！
38
同性恋
39
怎样在危险中生存？（一）
40
怎样在危险中生存？（二）
41
复活节彩蛋
42
火星上有生命吗？
43
非洲寻根
44
随总统出访的日子
45
你偏心吗？
46
精神胜利法
47
测谎试验
48
珍珠港，让历史铭记！
49
以赌为生
50
“何必以心跳定生死？”
51
投诉有偿
52
幸福永驻
53
毒品论战
54
西部蛮仔
55
难忘之夜
56
农业的起源
57
海外华人中的新“贵族”
58
恐怖笼罩小镇
59
“有志者，事竟成”
60
应聘的秘诀——关键的四分钟
"英语扩充词汇阶梯阅读——精通4000词汇"的书摘……
Seven years of driving up and down the West Coast, following the cy-
cle of apples to pears, peaches to apricots, winter apples to cherries, made
me feel that the whole area was mine. My childhood territory, rather than
being six blocks square, encompassed six states. My neighborhood parks
were Yellowstone and Sequoia3 and the Grand Canyon.
Yellowstone was as familiar to me as a backyard. 1 felt the sulphur
spray of geysers and knew Old Faithful4 when he still per-
formed on schedule. Ilaughed at playful grizzly bears and never thought to
fear them. 1 played in meadows strewn with wildflowers, lovelier than any
planned suburban garden.
At Sequoia, 1 marveled at the oldest living things in the world. 1 ran
on the stumps of giant redwoods that had once served as dance floors for
lumber camp residents. 1 galloped along shaded trails and pretended that 1
was a forest-dwelling sprite.
The Grand Canyon was awesome in its size and frightening in its
depth. 1 was, however, most impressed with the sturdy donkeys and hors-
es used to ferry visitors down the steep trails.
1 didn't know why we spent so much time in the parks. What con-
cern Was it of mine that annual camping fees were only ten dollars?
Away from the parks and their wonders, life was still full of riches. 1
played in the ocean, falling into waves and tastlng their salt. 1 tormented
hermit crabs and was amazed at the pelicans 1 still re-
member the rhyme-my introduction to "poetry"-"A wonderful bird is a
pelican; his beak can hold more than his belly can. "
Bridges had a special sound, a melody of tires on steel. We would
cross the Golden Gate at night, and 1 was always convinced that we were
entering a fairyland. Even the very name Golden Gate invoked a magical
picture of an enchanted land.
One of my favorite places was the San Diego Zoo. We spent countless
days wandering its pathways, leisurely, with no pressure to see everything
in one day. There was time to linger by the bears; time to wait for the lion
to roari always "one more minute" to feed a demanding duck.
Life was for learning too--no fruit picking for my parents' child. 1
learned to read from road signs, with an assist from Burma Shave. High-
way markers and speed limit signs taught me my numbers. My parents en-
couraged my learning and bought an endless stream of workbooks.
1 learned about pride and honor when we reached a state of despera-
tion. A poor harvest had left us stranded in a strange town. My father,
hat in hand and shoulders slumped, borrowed ten dollars from the Red
Cross. They made it plain that it was considered a handout. 1 remember
the jar that my mother saved dimes and quarters and dollars in until there
was ten dollars to pay back the debt. 1 wish 1 could have seen the prune-
faced do-gooder5 when she opened the envelope.
That part of my life ended when 1 started second grade. 1 lived in a re-
al apartment and had a real bed, instead of the back seat of our old Stude-
baker. 1 had permanent friends instead of orchard encounters. 1 had stabili-
ty, security, a place. For the first time in my young life, 1 felt deprived.
The first seven years were the best. 1 was not underprivileged nor unedu-
cated nor disadvantaged. 1 was rich, in the truest sense.
cle of apples to pears, peaches to apricots, winter apples to cherries, made
me feel that the whole area was mine. My childhood territory, rather than
being six blocks square, encompassed six states. My neighborhood parks
were Yellowstone and Sequoia3 and the Grand Canyon.
Yellowstone was as familiar to me as a backyard. 1 felt the sulphur
spray of geysers and knew Old Faithful4 when he still per-
formed on schedule. Ilaughed at playful grizzly bears and never thought to
fear them. 1 played in meadows strewn with wildflowers, lovelier than any
planned suburban garden.
At Sequoia, 1 marveled at the oldest living things in the world. 1 ran
on the stumps of giant redwoods that had once served as dance floors for
lumber camp residents. 1 galloped along shaded trails and pretended that 1
was a forest-dwelling sprite.
The Grand Canyon was awesome in its size and frightening in its
depth. 1 was, however, most impressed with the sturdy donkeys and hors-
es used to ferry visitors down the steep trails.
1 didn't know why we spent so much time in the parks. What con-
cern Was it of mine that annual camping fees were only ten dollars?
Away from the parks and their wonders, life was still full of riches. 1
played in the ocean, falling into waves and tastlng their salt. 1 tormented
hermit crabs and was amazed at the pelicans 1 still re-
member the rhyme-my introduction to "poetry"-"A wonderful bird is a
pelican; his beak can hold more than his belly can. "
Bridges had a special sound, a melody of tires on steel. We would
cross the Golden Gate at night, and 1 was always convinced that we were
entering a fairyland. Even the very name Golden Gate invoked a magical
picture of an enchanted land.
One of my favorite places was the San Diego Zoo. We spent countless
days wandering its pathways, leisurely, with no pressure to see everything
in one day. There was time to linger by the bears; time to wait for the lion
to roari always "one more minute" to feed a demanding duck.
Life was for learning too--no fruit picking for my parents' child. 1
learned to read from road signs, with an assist from Burma Shave. High-
way markers and speed limit signs taught me my numbers. My parents en-
couraged my learning and bought an endless stream of workbooks.
1 learned about pride and honor when we reached a state of despera-
tion. A poor harvest had left us stranded in a strange town. My father,
hat in hand and shoulders slumped, borrowed ten dollars from the Red
Cross. They made it plain that it was considered a handout. 1 remember
the jar that my mother saved dimes and quarters and dollars in until there
was ten dollars to pay back the debt. 1 wish 1 could have seen the prune-
faced do-gooder5 when she opened the envelope.
That part of my life ended when 1 started second grade. 1 lived in a re-
al apartment and had a real bed, instead of the back seat of our old Stude-
baker. 1 had permanent friends instead of orchard encounters. 1 had stabili-
ty, security, a place. For the first time in my young life, 1 felt deprived.
The first seven years were the best. 1 was not underprivileged nor unedu-
cated nor disadvantaged. 1 was rich, in the truest sense.
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