【正文】 one would be sorry to miss seeing a given instance. Streaking is a fad. A fad allows everyone to demonstrate how different he is — in the same way. Fads wear out. Fads e and go. Streaking became a fad in the fall of 1973, soon making national headlines. It faded out and then came back in the 80?s and again in the 90?s. On at least one campus (Princeton University, a highly respected school), a form of streaking has bee a tradition. Each year at midnight on the night of the first snow, nude sophomores run around Princeton?s Holder Courtyard. The tradition has taken hold to an extent that it gets favorable treatment in the national press, and official attempts to end the practice get no public support. Passage 16 Love and Learning Some people say that in the United States the most academically fulfilled college students are those who have fallen in love. Love is a kind of motivation for learning. They even say that a student on a US campus will be regarded as eccentric if without a boy/girl friend and that dating is the most indispensable part of college campus life. Most college students are young adults who are discovering their place in the world. They discover ideas, information, and opportunities, but they also often discover each other. Every day on campus, I see students in love, students hoping for love, and students mourning lost or unrequited love. Love is a kind of motivation for learning —this would be hard to prove or disprove, but real, solid love between two students definitely can bring clarity and focus to a student?s work. Suddenly, doing well in school may be twice as meaningful. They have each other to impress and to look to for help and support when things get difficult. I?ve seen this happen, and like all aspects of true love。 and we often overexert ourselves at the gym trying to burn off extra calories. We maintain good habits to keep up good appearance and thereby maintain a good relationship. However, when anyone experiences something as stressful and emotionally draining as a broken heart, he or she tends to disregard healthy habits and takes some pleasure in consuming those formerly forbidden foods. Of course, it is all a vicious circle. We lose our boyfriends, we bee depressed, we eat, we gain weight (which, in turn, depresses us), we struggle to regain our selfrespect, we enter into another relationship, and the cycle goes on. Food is not the only recourse for a sad lover. One friend of mine soothes her broken heart by going shopping —buying new clothes and new shoes, maybe a piece of jewelry —to make herself feel better. Whether it?s food or shopping, selfindulgence is often good medicine for the blues, if it is not carried to excess. The worst response is turning to alcohol or drugs. Passage 13 Leisure and Boredom Technology and the division of labor have done two things: by eliminating in many fields the need for special strength or skill, they have made a very large number of paid occupations which formerly were enjoyable work into boring labor, and by increasing productivity they have reduced the number of necessary laboring of the population, that is to say, its laborers, will have almost as much leisure as in earlier times was enjoyed by the aristocracy. It seems interesting and relaxing good news at the first sight, but when one recalls how aristocracies in the past actually behaved, the prospect is not cheerful. The past aristocracies invented a lot of activities to make fun out of boredom, however, the problem of dealing with boredom may be even more difficult for such a future mass society than it was for aristocracies. The latter, for example, ritualized their time。s efforts allow one to succeed independently while providing an improved future for one39。 the birds are busy celebrating the new day and have eagerly been in search of food. But some of the guests have not yet left. They are still prolonging the night: dancing, singing, gossiping, and postponing the unfortunate necessity of undertaking a day?s work in the fields after a sleepless night. The evening party was to start at ten o?clock, but many of the guests arrived earlier. A few of the nearer male relatives were looking rather awkward in evening suits with smart bow ties, and the pleasant, unsophisticated countrywomen appeared a little selfconscious in their Sunday best. Two men squeezing accordions provided the music: the old Irish tunes that have been played at weddings for many years. Half the people in the room were dancing the square dances which have been enjoyed even longer. A score of men stood in the narrow dark hall leaning against the wall, drinking beer from bottles and speculating about crops, cattle and the current political situation. And whenever the dancing stopped, somebody would start singing one of the sentimental, treasured Irish songs: the exile longing for his home, the griefstricken lover mourning his fate. Sometimes we all joined in the chorus, sadly and solemnly, before getting up to dance again. Irish weddings are almost certain to have been celebrated in this way for generations. I have been to wedding receptions where champagne has been served to the acpaniment of soft unnoticed orchestral music。 stand aside by the door when you meet him. If he asks you questions, and if you wish to, you can lower your eyes in silence. Do not let your bracelets jingle when, lamp in hand, you lead him in. Have you not finished your work yet? Listen, the guest has e. Passage 07 An Irish Wedding Have you ever been to an Irish wedding? I have just returned from one. It is a quarter to five in the morning。 shadows are pale in the court yard。 do not loiter over your toilet. Come, with quick steps over the grass. If the red e from your feet because of the dew, if the rings of bells upon your feet slacken, if pearls drop out of your chain