夏洛的网-12-进展顺利

核心词汇： 1. stare/ster/ (v.)凝视，盯着看 2. joyful /ˈdʒɔɪfl/ (adj.) 欢喜的；令人高兴的 3. furthermore /ˌfɜːrðərˈmɔːr/ (adv.) 另外；而且 4. astonishing /əˈstɑːnɪʃɪŋ/ (adj.) 惊人的；令人惊讶的 5. fetch /fetʃ/ (v.) 取来 6. obey /əˈbeɪ/ (v.) 服从，顺从；听话 7. backwards /ˈbækwərdz/ (adv.) 倒；向后；逆 8. affection /əˈfekʃn/ (n.) 喜爱 9. mercilessly /ˈmɜːrsɪləsli/ (adv.) 残忍地 10. remarkable /rɪˈmɑːrkəbl/ (adj.) 卓越的；非凡的 核心短语： 1. clean out 清理 2. pick up 捡起；拾起 3. a pile of 一堆 很多 4. tear from 从…上撕下 5. sneak away 溜走 6. out of the question 不可能 7. once upon a time 从前 8. used to do 惯于；过去经常 正文 Lurvy rushed and called Mr. Zuckerman. Mr. Zuckerman rushed and called Mrs. Zuckerman. Mrs. Zuckerman ran to the phone and called the Arables. The Arables climbed into their truck and hurried over. Everybody stood at the pigpen andstared(盯着)at the web and read the word, over and over, while Wilbur, who really felt terrific, stood quietly swelling out his chest and swinging his snout from side to side. "Terrific!" breathed Zuckerman, injoyful(快乐的)admiration. "Edith, you better phone(给…打电话)the reporter on the Weekly Chronicle and tell him what has happened. He will want to know about this. He may want to bring a photographer. There isn't a pig in the whole state that is as terrific as our pig." The news spread. People who had journeyed to see Wilbur when he was "some pig" came back again to see him now that he was "terrific." That afternoon, when Mr. Zuckerman went to milk the cows andclean outthe tie-ups(牛棚), he was still thinking about what a wondrous(极好的)pig he owned. "Lurvy!" he called. "There is to be no more cow manure thrown down into that pigpen. I have a terrific pig. I want that pig to have clean, bright straw every day for his bedding. Understand? "Yes, sir," said Lurvy. "Furthermore(另外)," said Mr. Zuckerman, "I want you to start building a crate(板条箱)for Wilbur. I have decided to take the pig to the County Fair on September sixth. Make the crate large and paint it green with gold letters!" "What will the letters say?" asked Lurvy. "They should say Zuckerman's Famous Pig."  Lurvypicked upa pitchfork(干草叉)and walked away to get some clean straw. Having such an important pig was going to mean plenty of extra work, he could see that. Below the apple orchard, at the end of a path, was the dump where Mr. Zuckerman threw all sorts of trash and stuff that nobody wanted any more. Here, in a small clearing hidden by young alders(桤木)and wild raspberry bushes(野覆盆子), wasan astonishing(惊人的)pile ofold bottles and empty tin cans and dirty rags and bits of metal and broken bottles and broken hinges and broken springs and dead batteries and last month's magazines and old discarded(废弃的)dishmops(洗碗刷)and tattered overalls and rusty spikes and leaky pails and forgotten stoppers and useless junk of all kinds, including a wrong-size crank for a broken ice-cream freezer. Templeton knew the dump and liked it. There were good hiding places there--excellent cover for a rat. And there was usually a tin can with food still clinging to the inside. Templeton was down there now, rummaging around. When he returned to the barn, he carried in his mouth an advertisement he hadtorn froma crumpled magazine. "How's this?" he asked, showing the ad to Charlotte. "It says 'Crunchy(发嘎吱嘎吱声的).' 'Crunchy' would be a good word to write in your web." "Just the wrong idea," replied Charlotte. "Couldn't be worse. We don't want Zuckerman to think Wilbur is crunchy. He might start thinking about crisp(脆的),crunchy bacon and tasty ham(火腿).That would put ideas into his head. We must advertise Wilbur's noble qualities, not his tastiness. Go get another word, please, Templeton!" The rat looked disgusted. But hesneaked awayto the dump and was back in a while with a strip of cotton cloth. "How's this?" he asked. "It's a label off an old shirt." Charlotte examined the label. It said PRE-SHRUNK. "I'm sorry, Templeton," she said, "but 'Pre-shrunk' isout of the question. We want Zuckerman to think Wilbur is nicely filled out, not all shrunk(收缩)up. I'll have to ask you to try again." "What do you think I am, a messenger boy?" grumbled the rat. "I'm not going to spend all my time chasing down to the dump after advertising material." "Just once more--please!" said Charlotte. "I'll tell you what I'll do," said Templeton. "I know where there's a package of soap flakes in the woodshed. It has writing on it. I'll bring you a piece of the package." He climbed the rope that hung on the wall and disappeared through a hole in the ceiling. When he came back he had a strip of blue-and-white cardboard in his teeth. "There!" he said, triumphantly(胜利地)."How's that?" Charlotte read the words: "With New Radiant(容光焕发的)Action." "What does it mean?" asked Charlotte, who had never used any soap flakes(皂片)in her life.  "How should I know?" said Templeton. "You asked for words and I brought them. I suppose the next thing you'll want me tofetch(取来)is a dictionary." Together they studied the soap ad. "'With new radiant action,'" repeated Charlotte, slowly. "Wilbur!" she called. Wilbur, who was asleep in the straw, jumped up. "Run around!" commanded Charlotte. "I want to see you in action, to see if you are radiant." Wilbur raced to the end of his yard. "Now back again, faster!" said Charlotte. Wilbur galloped back. His skin shone. His tail had a fine, tight curl in it. "Jump into the air!" cried Charlotte. Wilbur jumped as high as he could. "Keep your knees straight and touch the ground with your ears!" called Charlotte. Wilburobeyed(服从). "Do a back flip with a half twist(扭动)in it!" cried Charlotte. Wilbur went overbackwards(向后),writhing and twisting as he went. "O. K., Wilbur," said Charlotte. "You can go back to sleep. O.K., Templeton, the soap ad will do, I guess. I'm not sure Wilbur's action is exactly radiant, but it's interesting." "Actually," said Wilbur, "I feel radiant." "Do you?" said Charlotte, looking at him withaffection(喜爱)."Well, you're a good little pig, and radiant you shall be. I'm in this thing pretty deep now--I might as well go the limit." Tired from his romp, Wilbur lay down in the clean straw. He closed his eyes. The straw seemed scratchy(发痒的)--not as comfortable as the cow manure, which was always delightfully soft to lie in. So he pushed the straw to one side and stretched out in the manure. Wilbur sighed. It had been a busy day--his first day of being terrific. Dozens of people had visited his yard during the afternoon, and he had had to stand and pose, looking as terrific as he could. Now he was tired. Fern had arrived and seated herself quietly on her stool in the corner. "Tell me a story, Charlotte!" said Wilbur, as he lay waiting for sleep to come. "Tell me a story!" So Charlotte, although she, too, was tired, did what Wilbur wanted. "Once upon a time," she began, "I had a beautiful cousin who managed to build her web across a small stream. One day a tiny fish leaped(跳起)into the air and got tangled in the web. My cousin was very much surprised, of course. The fish was thrashing(猛烈摆动)wildly. My cousin hardly dared tackle it. But she did. She swooped down and threw great masses of wrapping material around the fish and fought bravely to capture it." "Did she succeed?" asked Wilbur. "It was a never-to-be-forgotten battle," said Charlotte. "There was the fish, caught only by one fin, and its tail wildly thrashing and shining in the sun. There was the web, sagging dangerously under the weight of the fish." "How much did the fish weigh?" asked Wilbur eagerly. "I don't know," said Charlotte. "There was my cousin, slipping in, dodging(躲闪)out, beatenmercilessly(残忍地)over the head by the wildly thrashing fish, dancing in, dancing out, throwing her threads and fighting hard. First she threw a left around the tail. The fish lashed(摆动)back. Then a left to the tail and a right to the mid-back. Then a left to the tail and a right to the mid-section. The fish lashed back. Then she dodged to one side and threw a right, and another right to the fin. Then a hard left to the head, while the web swayed and stretched." "Then what happened?" asked Wilbur. "Nothing," said Charlotte. "My cousin kept the fish for a while, and then, when she got good and ready, she ate it." "Tell me another story!" begged Wilbur. So Charlotte told him about another cousin of hers who was an aeronaut(热气球驾驶员). "What is an aeronaut?" asked Wilbur. "A balloonist," said Charlotte. "My cousinused to standon her head and let out enough thread to form a balloon(气球).Then she'd let go and be lifted into the air and carried upward on the warm wind." "Is that true?" asked Wilbur. "Or are you just making it up?" "It's true," replied Charlotte. "I have some veryremarkable(杰出的)cousins. And now, Wilbur, it's time you went to sleep." "Sing something!" begged Wilbur, closing his eyes. So Charlotte sang a lullaby(催眠曲),while crickets chirped in the grass and the barn grew dark. This was the song she sang. "Sleep, sleep, my love, my only, Deep, deep, in the dung and the dark; Be not afraid and be not lonely! This is the hour when frogs and thrushes. Praise the world from the woods and the woods and rushes. Rest form care, my one and only, Deep in the dung and the dark!" But Wilbur was already asleep. When the song ended, Fern got up and went home.