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When I was in Germany, one day at Christmas-time I went to a post office to send a letter. To my 1 I found people queuing (排队) some paces away from the person at the saving deposit window. 2 so? Each did his business 3 but the line never moved a step 4 . I was very 5 , so I walked to the window to find out the cause. There was a notice on which was written "Thank you for your 6 for other's privacy (隐私)" -a polite 7 to keep people away from interfering into other's 8 (money matters are regarded as privacy in Western countries). I was deeply impressed by the 9 and stayed a while to watch: they were waiting so 10 at a distance that they seemed quite 11 to the practice. The 12 thing happened at a public telephone box. 13 waiting for their turns always kept their distance-enough to be out of 14 . It's another typical example! From then on I 15 to watch their ways of doing things, manners, treatment 16 towards others. I found the Germans always mindful of other's privacy. They avoided putting others in an embarrassing (窘迫) situation. For instance, they never 17 about age, incomes or the place to buy such a coat, 18 would they comment on the others or jewelry others wore. Their laws 19 reading diaries or opening letters without permission. That shows 20 matters are not allowed to be disturbed. | ||||
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One day, Raul was miles away from the small ranch (牧场) house in a large valley. 1 seemed to be all right, yet he felt strange and somewhat uneasy. The wind had picked up, and angry, dark clouds 2 across the sky. He could smell the rain coming. And it did. 3 , the lightning flashed through the clouds, nearly 4 Raul. The thunder (雷声) was so loud that he buried his 5 in his hands and rubbed his eyes. Then he heard it. Hoof beats (蹄声). He 6 . There before him stood a tall, white 7 . An old man stared down at him from its back. "Wh-wh-who are y-y-you?" asked Raul. "My name is Gray Cloud," the old man answered 8 . "Come with me." Raul followed on his horse. A 9 feeling came over him. All 10 them the rain was pouring down, 11 not a drop fell on them. They seemed to be 12 back toward Raul's home. Raul lost track of time. Then all at once he found 13 at the ranch gate. The old man turned his horse, 14 his hand, and smiled. Lightning flashed again. The old man and his horse were 15 . Raul's father ran out across the yard to 16 him. "We have been 17 sick about you. Are you okay? Hurry. Let's get in out of the 18 ." "Wait," said Raul. "Have you ever heard of an old man called Gray Cloud?" "Can't say I … wait. I 19 my great-grandfather used to tell storied about a man called Gray Cloud. He died a long time ago. They say he was 20 by lightning during a terrible thunderstorm. Why do you ask?" | ||||
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One day, Raul was miles away from the small ranch (牧场) house in a large valley. 1 seemed to be all right, yet he felt strange and somewhat uneasy. The wind had picked up, and angry, dark clouds 2 across the sky. He could smell the rain coming. And it did. 3 , the lightning flashed through the clouds, nearly 4 Raul. The thunder (雷声) was so loud that he buried his 5 in his hands and rubbed his eyes. Then he heard it. Hoof beats (蹄声). He 6 . There before him stood a tall, white 7 . An old man stared down at him from its back. "Wh-wh-who are y-y-you?" asked Raul. "My name is Gray Cloud," the old man answered 8 . "Come with me." Raul followed on his horse. A 9 feeling came over him. All 10 them the rain was pouring down, 11 not a drop fell on them. They seemed to be 12 back toward Raul's home. Raul lost track of time. Then all at once he found 13 at the ranch gate. The old man turned his horse, 14 his hand, and smiled. Lightning flashed again. The old man and his horse were 15 . Raul's father ran out across the yard to 16 him. "We have been 17 sick about you. Are you okay? Hurry. Let's get in out of the 18 ." "Wait," said Raul. "Have you ever heard of an old man called Gray Cloud?" "Can't say I … wait. I 19 my great-grandfather used to tell storied about a man called Gray Cloud. He died a long time ago. They say he was 20 by lightning during a terrible thunderstorm. Why do you ask?" | ||||
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