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| Gabriel Oak was a sensible man of good character who had been brought up by his father as a shepherd (牧羊人). He became a 1 like his father after growing up and was then managing to save enough money to 2 his own farm on Norcombe Hill in Dorset. He was twenty-eight, a tall, handsome 3 man, who didn't seem to think his appearance was very important. One 4 morning he was in one of his fields on the side of Norcombe Hill. 5 over his gate, Gabriel could see a yellow cart loaded with furniture and 6 , coming up the road. Right on top of the pile sat a handsome 7 . As Gabriel was watching, the cart stopped at the top of the 8 , and the driver climbed 9 to go back and 10 something that had fallen off. The woman sat 11 in the sunshine for a few minutes. Then she picked up a parcel(包袱) 12 next to her, and she looked 13 to see if the driver was coming back. There was no sign of him. She unwrapped(解开)the parcel and took out the 14 it contained. The sun shone on her 15 face and hair. 16 it was December, she looked almost summery, sitting there in her bright red jacket with the 17 green plants around her. She looked at 18 in the mirror and smiled, thinking that only the birds could see her. 19 behind the gate Gabriel Oak was 20 too. | ||||
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Tom is a worker in my factory and he is a little bit dirty. I have been taking 1 of him for years and years: | ||||
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| In the dining room of my grandfather's house stood a massive grandfather's clock. Meals in that dining room were a 1 for four generations to become one. The table was always 2 with food from wonderful family recipes(食谱) all containing 3 as the main ingredient (成分)And always that grandfather clock stood like a trusted old family 4 , sharing our happiness As I was a child, the old clock 5 me. I watched and listened to it during meals. 1 6 how at different times of the day, that clock would strike with a wonderful 7 .Year after year, the clock struck a part of my 8 , a part of my heart. Even more wonderful to me was what my grandfather did each day. He 9 wound that clock with a special and magic key, which 10 the clock ticking and striking. He never let that clock wind down and 11 . When we grandkids got. a little older, he showed us how to 12 the clock . Several days after my grandfather died. I entered the dining room, with tears flowing 13 .The clock stood desertedly 14 , seeming smaller and not as magnificent as before. I couldn't 15 to look at it. Years later, my grandmother gave me the clock and the key. The old house was quiet. I opened the clock door with my shaking hand. Then 16 , reverently(虔诚地) , I entered the key and wound the clock. It sprang to 17 . Tick - tock: tick - tock, life and chimes were 18 into the dining room, into house and into my 19 . In the movement of the hands of the clock, my grandfather 20 again. | ||||
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It was on a winter morning, near Oxford, Maryland, that I set the breakfast table beside the huge window, | ||||
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| When I was a little girl, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night when my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burnt toast in front of my dad. I remember 1 to see if anyone noticed! 2 all my dad did was to reach for his toast, 3 at my mom and ask me how my day was at school. When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom 4 to my dad for burning the toast. And I'll 5 forget what he said,"Baby, I love burnt toast." Later that night, I went to kiss Dad good night and I asked him if he really 6 his toast burnt. He wrapped me up in his 7 and said,"Debbie, your mom had a 8 day at work today and she's really tired. And besides, a little burnt toast never 9 anyone! In bed that night, I thought about the scene at dinner and the 10 my dad showed to my mom. To this day, it's a cherished (珍贵的) 11 from my childhood that I'll never forget. And it's one that came to mind just recently when Jack and I sat down to eat dinner. As I 12 the plate in front of Jack, I waited for a(n) 13 about the burnt toast. But all I got was, "Thank you, ! This is 14 . I know you had a hard day!" Just then, I thought about my parents, and was quitely 15 for having a marriage where burnt toast wasn't a deal-breaker either! | ||||
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