【正文】 We had journeyed from Ecuador, Colombia (哥倫比亞 ) , Venezuela (委內(nèi)瑞拉 ) , even Argentina (阿根廷 ) . Paulo found the house for us he knew the landlord and arranged a good price. We lived well, with enough food and sometimes wine. I earned more in a week than I could in three months back home if there had been work to do there. I sent most of the money that was left to my wife and parents, and wrote many letters to them. Then the government changed the rules so that we needed work permits. I queued with hundreds of other workers, waiting for the application forms. We sat on the stone benches beneath the trees and read the forms. Some of the other workers are from small villages and towns, and cannot read as well as I can, so I explained to them that the government wanted our birth certificates, driving licenses, passports and many other documents. Many of the workers had perhaps one or two of these documents, but most had none. I helped the others plete the forms and we gave them to the clerk. He looked at our documents, stamped the forms many times and told us that they would be sent to Madrid (馬德里 ) , and our permits would be returned in two or three months if the forms were approved. We had to wait. Even Paulo and his friends could not help us. The first month was not too bad as most of the farmers continued to use us。t alive for this photo, he died in 1986. Lastly in the picture is my brother John, wearing a white vest, trousers and suspenders. He slicked(使光滑、順滑 )back his black hair for the photo to appear in the period style. He wasn39。t seen a sunrise. Life is spending me and I am aging. Days keep climbing the mountain of years. Moon disguises its face in the clouds and the night refuses to bring sleep onto my pillow. I fight your memories and defeat myself. The painwaves of your absence storm through my stale heart and leave it in a misery. My face has lived with me for ten cold winters, now l want to feel the warmth of your face. Bring the sunshine of your eyes to me. Meet me while the sun sets this Sunday at the river bridge. My eyes will be measuring the passage until you e. Larry The letter ended and left her standing at the door of her timefaded memories. Larry was her classmate in college days. He lived in her heart and she dreamed his eyes. They had planned to get married after graduation as soon as Larry found a good job. It took him a year to find one and this expansion of time let Mike surface. Mike was an elegant and handsome man with already a good job. Larry got a firstrate job the day Tanya got married. In the next six months, Larry left the country and Tanya moved to Wisconsin(威斯康星州 ). Mike’s love scattered into his job, kids and Tanya. She did the same to him, except for the job. Her concern was to take care of the kids and the home. ―Easier said than done‖, she liked this phrase ever since. Her housework imprisoned(關(guān)押 )her wishes and she couldn’t even wish for her freedom. And today, after more than ten years, a letter came into her life like a butterfly carrying on its wings, words written in rainbow colors. It was Wednesday and she wished to jump over those three days into the Sunday sunset. She never got to know when the kids came back from the school and how she spent the rest of the day. The days had started flying with her. In the night she would read that letter to the moon, the stars and the breeze. She would tell them stories of her low。 stalks. I scrambled down to the banks of the river and threw the knife into the river water. I heard it splashed far away. The river touched my feet. I bowed down and washed my sleeve and hand, although the water was so cold, like ice, that my hand became numb. Then I walked back up to the street. I found some of the other workers hiding in the deserted warehouse we had found. One of them went to find Paulo, who came and told me about the old farm buildings near to the coast road. I waited until darkness before I followed the road out of the town, throwing myself into the ditch if I heard a car approaching. The weather has been clear and I have seen the coast of Morocco every day. Across the blue sea, the land is a strip of dark brown and gray, and looks close enough for me to touch. Maybe I could find an old tractor tyre tube around the farm and float across the Straits? Or maybe I could walk along the shore and steal a boat? I do not want to bee a thief. I am an honest man who wants only to work and support his family. But what can I do? I will wait here for Paulo and listen to him. He will tell me what to do for the best. I know that he will help me. 注釋 : store→★ store chestnut grain barrel→★ bar sour engine→★ engine beam patch broken cling numb tremble patrol strait squeeze shallow tomb scare pray→★ pray save→★ safe could inland→★ land contact lucky bar→★ bar open→★ open orchard disappear wrap present happy cabbage bean cucumber pea perfume local→★ local wage landlord→★ land arrange→★ arrange price earn→★ earn week→★ week government→★ government queue application beneath certificate license passport document→★ doctor approve porridge fight rent→★ rent charity mutter spit pavement end→★ end coach agitate aboard speak→★ speak broad→★ broad doorway spill leather shave reject frown avenue glare toss cigaret(te)→★ cigar stab roar slide container spoil foodstuff gasp hammer fade thumb sleeve stain plant→★ plant splash bow→★ bow warehouse ditch approach strip tractor thief→★ thief 譯文 : Unit 2 Timeless Photographs……………………………19 價(jià)值永存的老照片 生活中有很多小事經(jīng)常為人們忽略，但有時(shí)其中蘊(yùn)含的親情卻會(huì)令人回味許久。后來(lái)，我們就遭遇到種種無(wú)理待遇 …… I think