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发表于 2006-10-21 17:24:56
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我是新人,不知如何得威望,请多多指教。拙译见笑了。
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In college time, one can write little or no love letters, but home mails are indispensable.
When I first entered the university, I felt quite unfamiliar with the environment, the crowd of people, and even with the IC phone below the dormitory. Thereupon, home letters are sent to my parents at intervals, with my deepest greetings. Reading the incoming mails brimming with the flavor of Southern China, my father with a low level of literacy would feel most satisfied, and so did my mother, who has only had a primary school education, although she until now hasn't understood the exact meaning of "cloning" technology.
As the feeling of novelty faded away, mails home became less and less frequent. I no longer reported to my parents trifles such as a small portion of china on my dinner bowl was knocked off, etc. However, I found a greatest benefit of writing home letters, that it made me aware of the hidden humor of my parents. In their replies, besides the platitude of that I be hard-working and disciplined, there are also some odd and "silly" sayings. For instance, the last letter was sent just when UN Secretary General Kofi Annan went to Bagdad for a diplomatic mediation. Father asked in the mail, why do we call the stealth fighter "stealth" when it can be clearly observed on the newspaper?
As to these questions, I always patiently wrote them the explanation. For those hard to answer, I searched for references, or asked my teachers, so as to still their thirst for knowledge. Last winter vacation when I returned home, I felt quite surprised when my mother recited the definition of "information superhighway" ... some parts reminded by my father, of course.
Parents, as well as us, need fresh knowledge, wholehearted communication, and need caring, love and understanding. Home letters can't be better.
So, pick up your pen, and write a letter home. You can occasionally speak like a spoild child just as well. |
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