胡敏读故事记单词托福词汇014

（单词翻译）

Lesson 14 The Way Home 回家的路

Words:

 

aria¹ n. 独唱曲，咏唱调

 

arid² adj. 干旱的

 

aristocrat³ n. 贵族

 

arithmetic n. 算术

 

armament n. 军备，武器

 

armor n. 装甲；装甲车

 

aroma⁴ n. 香气，芬芳，芳香

 

aromatic⁵ adj. 芬芳的

 

arouse vt. 刺激，激起；唤醒

 

array n. 展示，陈列；一系列 an array of 一系列

 

arrogant⁶ adj. 傲慢的，自大的

 

arsenal⁷ n. 兵工厂，军械库

 

arthritis⁸ n. 关节炎

 

article n. 论文，文章；物品，条款

 

articulate vt. 清楚的讲话，清晰的发音

 

artificial adj. 人造的，人工的；虚假的，矫揉造作的

 

artisan n. 手工业工人，手艺人

 

ascend⁹ vi. (渐渐的)升高，上升

 

ascent¹⁰ n. 攀登，上升

 

ascetic¹¹ n. 苦行者，禁欲者；adj. 禁欲的，苦行的

 

asceticism¹² n. 禁欲主义

 

It seemed like a long ascent to the top. The mountain appreared barren, as though it had suffered through many years of arid climate. I had no idea why I have to climbing this mountain. All I could recall was that I had been reading a fascinating artical about climbing. But with my arthritis, how could I possibly make it to the top?

 

Despite my confusion, I ascended¹³ the mountain. After what seemed like an hour, I stumbled across a small artificial structure. It was hidden behind a large rocks. I was shocked to discover that it was an arsenal containing an array of antiquated¹⁴ armor and armament. All of it appeared to be handmade, probably by a 17th century artisan. It was a bit scray, so I left quickly and continued my acsent.

 

Further up, I ran into a man dressed like an aristocrat. He was articulating some kind of ancient arithmetic. His presence aroused my curiosity. I asked him what he was doing on the mountain. He rudely responded,"don't you know where you are?" What an arrogant man, I thought to myself.

 

After what felt like another hour, I spotted¹⁵ a small cave. I found an old monk¹⁶ living inside. Foolishly, I offered him some wine. I should have known that monks¹⁷ practice asceticism. But he wasn't offended. He simply smile and said,"I am indeed an ascetic person."

 

I told the monk that I was tired and missed my home."Open your eyes" he whispered."You are already home."

 

Suddenly, I began to hear the sound of my favorite aria. I could sense the aroma of a familiar aromatic substance. It was followed by a familiar voice.

 

"Wake up" my wife said. "Here's your coffee! You're late for work."

 

登上山顶的路好长好长。这座山看起来光秃秃的，似乎饱受了常年的干旱天气。我不知道自己为什么要爬这座山。我只记得当时我正在读一篇关于登山的精彩文章。但我患有关节炎，怎么可能爬上山顶呢？

 

糊里糊涂中，我开始登山。约莫一小时后，我跌跌撞撞地走过一个藏在大石块后的小型人造建筑物。我愕然发现这竟是个军械库，里面存放着全系列的古老盔甲和武器。这里的一切似乎都是手工制作的，很可能出自一位17世纪工匠之手。这里怪恐怖的，我很快就离开了，继续我的攀登。

 

我继续往上走，遇到了一位穿戴类似贵族的男人。他正清清楚楚地讲着什么古老算术。他的存在引起了我的好奇，我便问他在山上做些什么。他粗鲁的回答到：“难道你不知道自己在哪吗？”这人真够傲慢的，我想。

 

又过了大约一个小时，我发现了一个小山洞，洞里住这个老和尚。我竟傻巴拉叽的请他喝葡萄酒。我应该知道和尚奉行禁欲主义，还好他没有生气。他只是笑了笑，说道：“我是个真正的禁欲主义者。”

 

我告诉那和尚我好累、好想家。“睁开你的眼睛k。”他悄悄说道，“你到家了。”

 

我突然听到我最喜欢的咏唱调，又问道熟悉的香料散发出的芬芳。然后，一个熟悉的声音说话了。

 

“醒醒吧！”妻子说到，“这是你的咖啡，你上班要迟到了。”