初中英語《端午節的彩繩》閱讀題

　　每一條彩繩背后都有一個不為人知的故事。

　　Behind every color rope is an unknown story.

　　――題記

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　　前兩天大連一直陰雨連綿，太陽也沒露一下。昨天總算碰上了一個晴天。

　　Two days ago, Dalian has been overcast and rainy, the sun didn't show up. Yesterday I met on a sunny day.

　　今天，從補習班回家，一個人底著頭，漫不經心的走著，突然看到地上躺著一根已被剪斷的彩繩。據分析判斷，這里前一陣子應該是一個小水凼。(端午過后的第一個雨天，要把手上的彩繩摘下來，扔到水凼里。算是一種習俗吧!)這才突然反應過來。端午節已經過去很久了。望著地上此時孤零零的彩繩，不可抑制的想起奶奶。

　　Today, home from school, a man's head, pay no heed to walk, suddenly saw lying on the floor of a root has been color rope cut. According to the analysis judgment, here a while ago, should be a small water pool. (the first rain, after the Dragon Boat Festival to color rope on the handle off, thrown into the water Dangli. It is a custom!) This is from a sudden reaction. The Dragon Boat Festival has a long time ago. Looked at the ground when the lonely color rope, can not be suppressed, and think of grandma.

　　我的小學生活大多是和爺爺奶奶一起度過的。那時的自己那么無邪，那時的日子那么溫暖。

　　My primary school life is mostly spent with grandma and grandpa. Then he so innocent, when the days are so warm.

　　那時，在端午節的前一個晚上，奶奶都會把我摟在懷中，我可以清楚的感到她的體溫，和她血液中流淌的愛意。我靜靜的聽著奶奶輕微的喘息聲，看她變魔術般的將普通的彩繩，擰在一起，編成好看的結。然后她會用她的大手托起我的小手，認真而小心的將彩繩系在我的手腕上，腳踝上。清楚的記得她的那雙大手那么溫暖，卻那么粗糙。當時的我還會天真的問奶奶，為什么不好好保護自己的雙手。而奶奶只是莞爾一笑，不予回答�，F在想起，才曉得，那是歲月在奶奶手上留下的烙印，是她經歷無數風雨坎坷的見證。系好后，奶奶總是會端詳一番，似乎在欣賞她的杰作。而那又是一種怎樣的目光啊!宛若三月中微風對嫩柳的撫弄;秋日里月光對修竹的依戀。又似晨曦中露水對小草的滋潤;暮靄時夕陽與水面的輝映。奶奶澄澈的眸子中，滿滿的，都是對我的寵愛。

　　Then, in the night before the Dragon Boat Festival, grandma would put me in my arms, I can clearly feel her body temperature, and the flow of her blood. I listen to grandma's breathing, her magic will color rope ordinary, screwed together, a good node. Then she will use her hands hold up my hands, seriously and carefully the color line in my wrist, ankle. Clearly remember her big hands so warm, but so rough. At that time I also naive asked grandma, why not take good care of their own hands. But sh he only smiled a little, not answer. Now remember, just know, that is the time to leave at Grandma's hand imprint, she experienced many bumpy witness. Fasten, grandma always has a look, seems to enjoy her masterpiece. And it is a kind of vision! Like the March breeze on the tender willow fondle; moonlight on Xiuzhu attachment in autumn. Also like in the morning dew on the grass moist; sunset and evening when the surface shine. Her clear eyes, full of, is all dote on me.

　　至今，那種感覺依舊十分真切。仿佛還能感覺到奶奶的體溫和目光。

　　So far, the feeling is very real. Can still feel her body and eyes.

　　只是后來，我回到大連，回到媽媽身邊。她的工作總是那么忙，忙到無暇顧及節日的到來，更不要說為我系彩繩了。

　　But later, I returned to Dalian, back to mom. Her work is always so busy, too busy to holidays, don't even say for my color rope.

　　被忽略的端午，我已過了好幾個。竟也習慣了沒有彩繩的節日。只是當看到同學手上帶著五顏六色的彩繩時，我雖然會不屑一顧，說那是小孩子的東西罷了。但心中，還是會想起奶奶，想起那童年用愛編織的端午的彩繩。

　　The Dragon Boat Festival is ignored, I had several. He also used to have no color rope festival. Only when the students see the hand with a color rope be riotous with colour time, and although I can get a contemptuous disregard, said it was childish things. But in the heart, will think of grandma, think of color rope that childhood love woven of dragon boat festival.

（育路中小學教育）