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　　：為什麼一些植物會生病甚至死亡

　　***Why Some Plants Become Sickly or die

　　There are a variety of factors to be considered when explaining plants become sickly or die. First of all, dryness in the soil causes the leaves to loose freshness, or wilt, and may result in death of the plant.

　　On the other hand, too much water may result in the leaves loosing their strength and drooping, or in their becoming yellow, and occasionally in the rotting of the leaves and stems.

　　While sunshine is necessary for plants, if it is too strong,the soil may be baked and the roots killed. However, if there is no light, the leaves will become pale and the stems thin, and if not corrected, the consequence will be the death of the plant.

　　：Lying by the Tree to wait for

　　Once upon a time there was a farmer who worked hard in the fields every day.One day, while he was ploughing the fields, he heard a bumping sound.

　　He saw a rabbit lying by the trunk. He picked it up and found that it was a fat rabbit. He thought to himself,"Since it is so easy to get a rabbit like that, why should I work so hard all daylong?‘! He threw his hoe away and lay by the tree every day, dreaming for more rabbits to come. When he finally realized his foolishness and returned to his fields, he found that all his crops were dead.

　　The story tells us that we should not wait for unexpected gains by trusting chance and luck. Or, we should not hope to get rewards without hard work.

　　：On Optimism and Pessimism

　　There are two types of people in the world. Although they have equal degrees of health and wealth and the other comforts of life, one becomes happy, the other becomes miserable. This arises from the different ways in which they consider things, persons, and events, and the resulting effects upon their minds. One is said to be optimistic and the other pessimistic about everything around them.

　　People who are to be happy fix their attention on the conveniences of things, the pleasant parts of conversation, the well-prepared dishes, the fine weather. They enjoy all the cheerful things. Those who are to be unhappy think and speak only of the contrary things. Therefore, they are continually discontented themselves. By their remarks, they sour the pleasures of society, offend many people, and make themselves disagreeable everywhere.

　　：Remembering My Grandparents

　　When memory began for me, my grandfather was past sixty-a great tall man with thick hair becoming gray. He had black eyes and a straight nose which ended in a slightly flattened tip. Once he explained seriously to me that he got that flattened tip as a small child when he fell down and stepped on his nose.

　　The little marks of laughter at the corners of his eyes were the prodnct of a kindly and humorous nature. The years of work which had bent his shoulders had never dulled his humour nor his love of a joke.

　　Everywhere he went, "Gramp" made friends easily. At the end of half an hour you felt you had known him all your life. I soon learned that he hated to give orders , but that when he had to, he tried to make his orders sound like suggestions.

　　One July morning, as he was leaving to go to the cornfield, he said : "Edwin, you can pick up the potatoes in the field today if you want to do that. " Then he drove away with his horses.

　　The day passed, and I did not have any desire to pick up potatoes. Evening came and the potatoes were still in the field. Gramp, dusty and tired, led the horses to get their drink.

　　"How many bags of potatoes were there?" Gramp inquired. "I don‘t know. "

　　"How many potatoes did you pick up?"

　　"I didn‘t pick any. " "Not any! Why not?"

　　"You said I could pick, them up if I wanted to. You didn‘t say I had to. "

　　In the next few minutes I learned a lesson I would not forget: when Gramp said I could if I wanted to, he meant that I should want to.

　　Gram hated cruelty and injustice. The injustices of history, even those of a thousand years before, angered her as much as the injustices of her own day.

　　She also had a deep love of beauty. When she was almost seventy-five, and had gone to live with one of her daughters, she spent a delightful morning washing dishes because, as she said, the beautiful patterns on the dishes gave her pleasure. The bird, the flowers, the clouds-all that was beautiful around her- pleased her. She was like the father of the French painter, Millet, who used to gather grass and show it to his son , saying , "See how beautif ul this is ! "

　　In a pioneer society it is the harder qualities of mind and character that are of value. The softer virtues are considered unnecessary. Men and women struggling daily to earn a living are unable, even for a moment, to forget the business of preserving their lives. Only unusual people, like my grandparents, manage to keep the softer qualities in a world of daily struggle.

　　Such were the two people with whom I spent the months from June to September in the wonderful days of summer and youth.

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