A Poem, or two - a Short Story, or two - a Play, or two - all in one book. Ridiculous! Perfect for coffee/afternoon/bed and in between time reading.David Mason
The new orchid belongs to a class called Spiranthes. There are about 50 different kinds of Spiranthes. They are ___27___ (familiar) kind of orchid in Japan, for they appeared in a Japanese poem dating to 759...
D. On Sunday afternoon.50. How can a visitor book a ticket?C A. By making a phone call. B. By sending an e-mail. C. By visiting the website. D. By going to the sports center. 相关知识点: 试题来源: 解析 答案见上46. 细节理解题。根据 The festival started in 2019 with ...
Though I have seen my head [grown slightly bald] brought in upon a platter I am no prophet—and here’s no great matter; I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker, And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker, And in short, I was afraid. And would it have ...
..从括号中选择恰当的词或短语,并用其适当形式填空.1.Don't drink tea (1)___ coffee in the evening.(and,or) 2.Your (2)___ are very well,I hope.(family,home,house) 3.Our teacher is very strict (3)___ I'm usually very tired after c
descend afternoon n summer n summer n earlier; before; first; temporarily adv teacher; mister; Mr.; sir; gentleman n modern times; the contemporary age n now; at present; today n believe in; have faith in v fragrant; savory; be with relish adj banana n think; suppose; recall; want ...
Thus convinced by myself, it was around 4pm in the afternoon that I picked up my newly repaired car and made my way over there. The name of the café isBasrah Lounge. It is tucked away down at the end of a road to nowhere, on a side road just off the A40 heading out of London...
I am sure that over the 16 years I had children at camp, it was not always bright and sunny on check in day, but that is what I remember. I remember the sun shining and everyone so happy to be at camp. Camp is a place for your children to learn independence in a controlled atmos...
(On one gorgeous late spring afternoon, we stumbled upon fields of rapeseed and I remember feeling a glimmer of what journeyers of old must have felt when they discovered new land. Fields of gold—bright yellow, vibrant, the stuff of life itself. And just beyond this, a stark simple cedar...
The blowing fan on the wall? The sweet music on the radio. A little girl was riding a yellow bike, Slowly passing by my window, The light wind on her face, The flying hair behind her ears, The quiet lazy summer afternoon. () 44. What is the tone (笔调) of the poem? A. It ...