【文章內(nèi)容簡介】 ends right now l aughi ng at him. She sai d she would be there at seven o’ clock, and he thought she would keep her word. He had looked forward to meeti ng her al day, and now he was al on wi th hi s roses and chocolates, l ike a fol. Wel l, he ws not going to hold hi s breath for her to apologize. He would drown hi s sadness in cofee. It was obvious that the m anager of the coffe shop was waiting for Li Fang to leave – he wi ped the tables, then sat down and turned on the TV – just what Li Fang needed! A sad Chinese story about l ost love. The randdaughter of the Godess of Heaven visited the earth. Her name was Zhi nu, the weavi ng fi rl . While she was on earth she met the herd boy Niulang and they fel l i n love. (“ Just li ke me and Hu Ji n, ” thought Li Fang. ) They got married secretly, and they were very hapy. (“We could be l ike that, “ thought Li Fang.) When the Goddes of Heaven knew that her granddaughter was marri ed to a human, she became very angry and made the weavi ng gi rl return to Heaven. Niulang tried to fol low her, but the ri ver of stars, the Mil ky Way, stopped him. Finding that Zhinu was heartbroken, her grandmother fi nal y decided to let the coupl e cros the Mi lky Way to met once a year. Magi pies make a bridge of their wings so the couple can cross the river to meet on the seventh day of the senveth lunar month. Peopl e i n Chi an hope that the weather wil l be fine on that day, because i f it i s raining, it means that zhinu is weepi ng and the couple won’t be able to meet. The anouncer said, “ Thi s is the story of Qi qi ao Festi val . When foreigners hear about the story they cal i t a Chi nese Val entine’s story. It’s a fi ne day today, so I hope you can al l meet the one you l ove.” As Li Fang set off for home, he thought , “ I guess Hu Jin doesn’t l ove me. I’ just throw these flowers and chocol ates away. I don’t want them to remind me of her. ” So he di d. As he sadl y passed the tea shop on the corner on his wasy home, he heard a voice cal li ng hi m. There was Huji n waving at him and cal li ng, “Why are you so l ate? I’ ve been wai ti ng for you for a long ti me! An I have a gift for you!” What would he do? He had thrown away her Valentine figes! She woul d never fi ve hi m. This would not be a happy Bal entine’s Day! Winter Carni val in Quebec A group of very col d tourists are si ting i n a cafe in ol d Quevec, drinki ng hor coffee to try to warm up. The temperature is 32 degrees bel ow freezing. The wi ndows are cobered with steam from the heat inside. Outsi de, snow covers the streets and is pi led up al ong the si dewalks. The music and lights of the Carnival continue, but after a whole day of watchi ng parades, riding in horse cariages and l istening to the musi c, thei r feet are frezing and their noses are red. Every year, hundreds of thousands of people e to Quebec to take part in the weel l ong winter festi val, the bi gest in the world. Everyone who es must be prepared to kep moving. As it i s to cold to stand and watch for long. Earl y in the morning, you can watch the snowboardi ng petitions on the hil l overl oking the river. Competitors sped down the track and through the air as though they coul d fl y. The more brave of heart may try the canoe races. Five or six men paddl e each canoe across the partlyfrozen St Lawrence River. The river i s ful of big pieces of i ce, and i f you were to fal l i n, you would freeze i n less than two mi nutes. On of the favouri te events is the dogsl ed race, i n whi ch teams of about six husky dogs pl l long sleds at great speeds along a snowy track. One person runs behind the sl ed, shouti ng to the dogs to encoutage them. The sound of the dogs barki ng, the cal s of the dri vers and the shouts of crowd make an exciting Nothern experi ence. The dogs are beauti ful strong ani mals, wi th l ong, thick fur and many with blue eyes. Whi le admiring the ice sculptures ecerywhere i n the city, much li ke those i n Harbin in China, you can stop with other tourists i n an igloo for hot tea or coffee. It is amazi ng how warm these ice howses can be! Late in the evening, you can go to the snow palace, where Bonhomme the snowman i s king, and join the crowd. You can dance outsi de to the music of a band, who are al dressed in heavy clothes – even some their i nstruments are dresed up for winter. Final ly, you wil l probably want to sit down in a cafe wo warm up an to pl an tom orrow. You mi ght joi n the snowmobil e races – or maybe you should just sleep in! Unit 2 COME AND EAT HERE (1) Wang Peng sat in hi s em pty restaurant fel ing very frustrated. It had been a very strange morni ng. Usual y he got up early and prepared his menu of barbecued mutton kebabs, roast pork, sti rfri ed vegetabl es and fri ed ri ce. Then by l unchtime they woul d al l be sold. By now his restaurant ought to be ful of peopl e. But not today! Why was that? What could have happened? He thought of his mutton, beef and bacon cooked in the hottest, fi nest oi l. His cola was sugary and col d, and hi s ice cream was made of mi lk, cream and deli ci ous fruit. “Nothing could be beter, ” he thought. Suddenly he saw his friend Li Chang hurrying by. “Hel o, Lao Li,” he cal led, “Your usual?” But Li Chang semed not to hear. What was the matter? Something terible must have hapened if Li Chang was not ing to eat i n hi s restaurant as he al ways did. Wang Peng fol owed Li Chang into a new sm al l restaurant. He saw a sign i n the window. Ti red of al that fat? Want to lose wei ght? Come insi de Yong Hui’s sl imming restaurant. Onl y sl immi ng foods served here. Make yoursel f thi n again. Curiosi ty drove Wang Peng insi de. It was ful of peopl e. The hostes, a very thi n lady came forward. “Wel e, ” she said. “My nam e is Yong Hui. I’l l help you lose weight and be fit in two weks if you eat here every day.” Then she gave a menu to Wang Peng. There were few choices of fod and