öλÔÓéÀֵǼÈë¿ÚÏÂÔØ

¿¼Éú×¢Ò⣺ËùÓд𰸱ØÐëдÔÚ´ðÌâÖ½£¨¾í£©ÉÏ£¬Ð´ÔÚ±¾ÊÔÌâÉÏÒ»Âɲ»¸ø·Ö¡£I.´ÊÓï·­Òë £¨30%£©I£®1£®Ó¢Ò뺺£¨15%£©1. make allowances2.Cut-and-dried3.cold feet4. MIT5. go up in flames6. self-engrossed7.turn on a dime8. crunch time9. off the hook10.tip one’s hand11.burn a hole in one’s pocket12.NATO13. outrace 14. hit the books 15. check and balanceI£®2£®ººÒëÓ¢£¨15%£©1. ÔƼÆËã2. »¥Áª»¥Í¨3. ÎäÆ÷½ûÔË4. ÐÐʤÓÚÑÔ5. Éç±£6.¹úÎñÔº7. Éý¼¶»»´ú8. ÄêÀûÂÊ9.»¥ÀûºÏ×÷10. ÒÔÈËΪ±¾11.¼ÙðαÁÓ²úÆ·12.ÁÔÍ·13.Ë®»õ14.ʵÊÂÇóÊÇ15.½Å̤ʵµØII£®Ó¢ºº»¥Ò루120%£©II£®1£®Ó¢Ò뺺£¨60%£©A young man strolled along a country road one August evening after a long delicious day—a day of that blessed idleness the man of leisure never knows: one must be a bank clerk forty-nine weeks out of the fifty-two before one can really appreciate the exquisite enjoyment of doing nothing for twelve hours at a stretch. Willoughby had spent the morning lounging about a sunny rickyard; then, when the heat grew unbearable, he had retreated to an orchard, where, lying on his back in the long cool grass, he had traced the pattern of the apple-leaves diapered above him upon the summer sky; now that the heat of the day was over he had come to roam whither sweet fancy led him, to lean over gates, view the prospect, and meditate upon the pleasures of a well-spent day. Five such days had already passed over his head, fifteen more remained to him. Then farewell to freedom and clean country air! Back again to London and another year's toil.He came to a gate on the right of the road. Behind it a footpath meandered up over a grassy slope. The sheep nibbling on its summit cast long shadows down the hill almost to his feet. Road and fieldpath were equally new to him, but the latter offered greener attractions; he vaulted lightly over the gate and had so little idea he was taking thus the first step towards ruin that he began to whistle 'White Wings' from pure joy of life.The sheep stopped feeding and raised their heads to stare at him from pale-lashed eyes; first one and then another broke into a startled run, until there was a sudden woolly stampede of the entire flock. When Willoughby gained the ridge from which they had just scattered, he came in sight of a woman sitting on a stile at the further end of the field.II£®2£®ººÒëÓ¢£¨60%£©¾ÅÕ¯¹µµÄ·ç¹â£¬ÒòËüµÄÄÚº­·á¸»£¬ºÜÄÑÒÔÒ»×ÖÇîÊö£¬»¹Ðë¼ÌÐø̽ÓÄ·¢Î¢¡£ËüµÄÆæÃÀ·ç¹â£¬´Ó½á¹¹ÉϽ²ÊÇÒÔˮΪÖ÷ÌåµÄ£¬ÕâÊÇËüÓбðÓÚÆäËûɽˮµÄÌØÉ«¡£Ò»Î»¾­Ñé·á¸»×ÝÀÀ¹ýÊÀ½ç·ç¹âµÄ¹ú¼ÊÂÃÓÎÆóÒµ¼Ò£¬ÔøÔÚ¾ÅÕ¯¹µ·ç¹â×îåüÃĵÄÇïÌì×÷ÁËÒ»´Î¶ÌÓΣ¬Ëû˵£º“Ïñ¾ÅÕ¯¹µÕâÑùÃÀÃîµÄ¾°É«£¬ÊÀ½çÉÏÊÇÉÙÓеÄ¡£”ËûÇé²»×Ô½ûµØ¶ÔÅãͬËûµÄ²Ø×帱Ïس¤Ëµ£º“ÄãÕæÐÒ¸£°¡£¡ÄãÊÇÊÀ½çÉÏ×îÃÀÀöµÄÏصÄÏس¤¡£”¾ÅÕ¯¹µ·ç¹â£¬²»À¢ÊÇÊñÖÐÓÖÒ»·ùеÄɽˮ»­¡£öλÔÓéÀÖ¹Ù·½appÏÂÔظ߷Ö×ÉѯÂÞÀÏʦµç»°/΢ÐÅ£º**×ÉѯQQ£º**