新视野大学英语第三版读写教程第三册UNIT6课文及翻译(A+B篇)

理解 其含义

:

那是一条死路。

3 It's night and I'm sleepy, but I'm not allowed to sleep. We have to evacuate the city and run away

in

the

night

like

convicts. Where

to,

I

don't

know;

but

I

do

understand

that

flight has

suddenly

become some kind of higher necessity, some new form of life, because everyone is running away.

All

highways,

roads,

and

even

country

paths

are

a

tangle

of

wagons,

carts,

and

bicycles,

with

bundles and suitcases, and innumerable terrified, helplessly wandering people. Some are running

away to the east, others to the west, north, south; they run in circles, fall from profound fatigue,

sleep for a moment, then begin anew their aimless journey. I clasp my younger sister's hand firmly

in mine. We mustn't get lost, my mother warns; but even without her telling me, I sense that some

form of dangerous evil has permeated the world.

到了晚上，我很困，但是我不能睡。我们不得不撤离这座城市，像囚犯一样在夜间逃亡。 到

哪儿去，我不知道，但是我知道逃跑突然变成了某种必须要做的事情，一种新的生存方 式，

因为每个人都在逃跑。

所有公路、

大路、

甚至是乡间小路上都是混乱的马车、

拉车、

自行车，

上面装着包裹和箱子，还有数不清的吓坏了的人，

< br>他们无助地游走着。

一些人向东边跑，另

一些人向西边、 北边、南边跑

;

他们徒劳地跑着，实在累了就躺下来，睡一会儿 ，然后重新

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开始他们漫无目的的 旅程。我紧紧地把妹妹的手握在手里。我母亲警告过，我们不能走失；

但就算她没告诉我 ，我也能感觉到某种危险的灾难弥漫了整个世界。

4 I'm walking with my sister beside a wagon. It's a simple ladder wagon, lined with hay, and high

up on the hay, on a cotton

sheet, rests

my grandfather. He can't

move; he is paralyzed, another

casualty

of

a

landmine.

When

an

air

raid

begins,

the

entire

group

dives

into

ditches;

only

my

grandfather remains on the deserted road. He sees the airplanes flying at him, sees them violently

dip

and

aim,

sees

the

fire

of

ammunition,

hears

the

roar

of

the

engines

passing

over

his

head.

When

the

planes

disappear,

we

return

to

the

wagon

and

my

mother

wipes

the

sweat

from

my

grandfather's

flushed

face.

Sometimes,

there

are

air

raids

several

times

a

day.

After

each

one,

sweat pours from my grandfather's tired face.

我和 妹妹在马车边走着。

这是一辆简易马车，

车里铺着干草，

在干草上，

铺着一条棉布床单，

我的祖父躺在 上面。他不能动，已经瘫痪了；也是地雷的受害者。空袭一来时，所有人都冲

到了壕沟里 ，

只有我祖父留在没人的马路上。

他看着飞机向自己猛扑过来，

看着它们猛地俯

冲瞄准，看着弹药喷出烈焰，听着轰鸣的引擎从 他的头上飞过。当飞机消失后，我们回到马

车边，母亲擦去祖父通红的脸上的汗水。有时 ，一天会有好几次空袭，每次空袭过后，汗水

都会渗满我祖父疲惫的脸。

5 We're entering an increasingly appalling landscape. There's smoke on the horizon, the blaze of

battle fading. We pass by deserted villages, solitary, burned

-

out houses. We pass battlefields dense

with the garbage of abandoned war equipment, bombed

-

out railway stations, overturned cars. It

smells

of

gunpowder,

and

of

burning,

decomposing

meat

after

a

massacre.

Everywhere

are

the

corpses of horses, too defenseless in this human war.

< br>我们正在踏入一个越来越可怕的场景。

地平线上浓烟滚滚，

战火在慢慢熄灭。

我们经过了废

弃的村庄和孤零零的被烧毁的 房屋。

我们经过了战场，

这里到处都是垃圾，

< br>有丢弃的武器装

备、被炸毁的火车站、翻倒的车辆。空气中都是火药味和大屠杀后 尸体烧焦和腐烂的味道。

到处都是马的死尸，在人类战争中它们是孱弱无力的。

6 When winter comes, we stop running from the bombs so we can hide from the severe elements.

Winter

is

but

another

season

for

those

in

normal

conditions,

but

for

the

poor

during

wartime,

winter

is

a

disaster,

a

pervasive

and

constant

threat.

We

find

an

apartment

in

the

slums

that

provides a minimal coverage from the snow but we still can't afford to heat the furnace; we can't

buy fuel nor risk stealing it. Death is the punishment for the robbery of coal or wood — human

life is now worth next to nothing.

当 冬季来临的时候，

我们停了下来，

不再逃避轰炸，这样我们就可 以躲过恶劣的天气了。对

正常情况下的人们来说，

冬天只不过是 另一个季节。

但对于战时的穷人来说，

冬天是一个灾

我们生不起火；

我们既买不起燃料，

也不敢冒险 去偷。

偷盗燃煤和木料是要处死的

——

人的

生命在此时一文不值。

7 We have nothing to eat. My mother stands brooding at the window for hours; I can see her fixed

stare.

I

can

see

other

residents

staring

out

into

the

street

from

many

windows,

as

if

they

were

waiting

for

something.

I

weave

my

way

around

the

backyards

with

a

gang

of

stray

boys;

it's

something between play and searching for a scrap of anything edible.

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我们什么吃的也没有。我母亲在 窗边愁闷着，一站就是几个小时，我能看到她呆滞的眼神。

我能看到很多人从窗口旁盯着 下面的街道看，

好像在等待着什么。

我和一群流浪的孩子在后< /p>

院来回跑着玩儿，这既是游戏，也是在寻找一点吃的东西。

8 One day we hear that they'll be giving out candy in a store near the warehouse. Immediately we

make a long queue of cold and hungry children. We stand in the frost all night and the following

day,

huddled

together

to

summon

a

bit

of

warmth.

Finally,

they

open

the

store.

But

instead

of

candy, we are each granted an empty metal container that once held some fruit drops. Weak and

stiff from the cold, yet at this moment happy, I carry my treasure home, guarding it jealously. It's

valuable;

the

inside

wall

of

the

can

still

has

a

sugar

residue.

My

mother

heats

some

water

and

pours it into the can. We have a dilute, sweet drink: Our only nutrition for days.

有一天，

听说他们会在仓库附近的一家商店散发糖果，

我们 这群饥寒交迫的孩子立即排了一

条长队。我们在严寒中站了整整一夜以及第二天一整天， 挤在一起以获得一丝暖意。终于，

商店开门了，

但发给我们每个 人的却不是糖果，

而是一个装过水果糖的空金属罐子。

我虚弱< /p>

不堪、冻得僵硬，但此刻却很开心，我带着我的宝贝回到家，小心地呵护着。它很珍贵，因

为它的内壁上还有糖渣。

我母亲烧了些水，把水倒进去，

稀释成了甜甜的饮料：这是我们这

些天唯一的营养。

< br>

9 I can't quite remember when or how the war ended for us; my mind is always drawn back to that

first day in the meadow, the explosions destroying the peaceful flowers and the naive days of my

childhood.

Try

as

I

might,

I

still

can't

understand

what

we

could

have

done

to

justify

all

the

suffering war inevitably inflicts.

我不太 记得战争是何时结束的，如何结束的。我的记忆总是被拉回到第一天草地上的情形，

那天 ，

爆炸破坏了花丛的宁静，

也打破了我童年的纯真时光。

无论我如何努力，我还是不清

楚当初到底我们做了什么，要让我们承受 战争不可避免带来的所有这些伤害。

TEXT B

Smith and Luis

史密斯上尉和路易的故事

1 Ever since the arrival of the American military, Luis Dutarte's world had changed. Overnight, a

military

camp

had

sprung

to

life

on

the

empty

field

just

below

his

home

in

Normandy.

For

a

seven

-

year

-

old

orphan,

it

was

in

essence

a dream

come

to

life. His

keeper

Mrs. Bijeaux

had

to

drag him in at night from his terrace on the cliff overlooking the beach.

自从美国军队到来后，路易

·

迪塔尔特的世界发生了变化。一夜之间，在诺曼底他家下面的

空地上，一个军营就矗立了起来。对一个七岁的孤儿来说，其实是梦境成真了。他家门前的

< br>大露台位于峭壁上，可以俯瞰沙滩，到了晚上，他的监护人比诺夫人得把他从那儿拽回屋。

2 Now he watched, wide

-

eyed, as jeeps roared up the road and men scrambled about, emptying

trucks loaded with guns, ammunition, food, and giant army bags. He yawned as the scent of crisp

bacon, eggs, coffee, and the smell of toast came from the kitchen tent. He tilted his small head

back, breathing in the fragrance. His stomach moaned.

现在，

他眼睛睁得大大的，看着吉普车咆哮着沿路而上，

士兵们来回奔忙，

正在从卡车上卸

载枪支、弹 药、食物和巨大军用口袋。他打了个呵欠，这时闻到一阵脆培根、鸡蛋、咖啡和

烤面包的 香味从厨房帐篷传来。

他扬起了小脑袋，

闻着传来的香味。

他的肚子在咕噜咕噜地

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