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pdf 新概念英语2课文默写PDF《新概念英语2》课文默写第1课：A private conversationI come from Oxford, and I was taking a short holiday in Sydney — that beautiful city in Australia. One day I went to see some friends in the Blue Mountains, not far from Sydney. They live in a small house in the bush, and there is a beautiful garden with many different flowers and trees.In the afternoon, we were sitting in the garden. John was talking to me about some new films, but I wasn't listening to him. I was looking at a very strange cloud. It was small and black, and it was coming towards us very slowly. Suddenly, John stopped talking and we both sat and watched it. 'It isn't a cloud,' I said, 'it's a bush fire!''We must do something,' John said. 'There's a phone in the house — in the hall. I'll ring the fire brigade. Perhaps they can send a plane.'John ran into the house and I watched the cloud. It wasn't a cloud now — it was a great black curtain. It was very near and I could see flames rising from behind it. There was no sound at all. The birds and animals in the bush were terribly afraid. I was terribly afraid too. I ran into the hall. There was no sign of John. Then I saw why. The telephone was on the floor. The wire was broken.I ran back to the door, but it was too late. The curtain of fire was round us. Sparks were falling like red rain. Everywhere I looked, there were flames. There was smoke in my eyes. I was coughing and I couldn't see or breathe.Some time later I woke up. It was night. The house was burnt and I was lying on the ground. The fire was still burning and some of the trees and plants were still on fire.I got to my feet and ran to the gate. It was closed. I shut my eyes and jumped through the flames. I hurt my arms and legs, because the grass was still on fire. I got up and ran and ran, but my holiday was at an end. I went back to Oxford next week.第2课：The New Car'Look at my new car,' Mr. Robinson said to his friend, Mr. Smith. 'The police in this town don't know anything about catching thieves. Two cars have been stolen from outside my house in the past month, but they haven't found them yet. Well, I'm going to buy a better car than the ones I've had. This is it — a new Rover. It's the best car that money can buy.''I hope you don't have it stolen too,' Mr. Smith replied.'Oh, nobody's going to steal this car,' Mr. Robinson said. 'It's got a very loud alarm clock, another little alarm clock here on the steering wheel, and a third alarm clock under the bonnet. If anybody opens a door or breaks a window, the alarm clock starts ringing and hooting. At the same time, a little red light begins to flash very quickly on and off — rather like a fire engine. The red light alarms my neighbours, you see.''Perhaps the alarms are too loud,' Mr. Smith said.'They are rather loud,' Mr. Robinson admitted, 'but that doesn't matter. The important thing is that although the police in this town can't catchthieves, they can catch the neighbours. They come very quickly when they hear the noise.'A week later, Mr. Robinson went to visit Mr. Smith again.'Do you like the car?' he asked his friend.'No, I don't,' Mr. Smith replied.'Ah, you're jealous. Everybody wished they had a car like this,' Mr. Robinson said.'No, I don't. I haven't got an alarm clock at home, and I don't want one in the street.'第3课：Is this your umbrella?I take my little son, Robert, to school every morning. Robert is only four years old and he is very small, but he likes school and he likes meeting other boys and girls. He does not like going there in the rain, however.One rainy morning, I took him to school and when we arrived, I said,'Goodbye, Robert.'Robert looked at me and said, 'Goodbye, Daddy,' and closed the car door quickly. 'Don't forget to come and fetch me this afternoon,' he said.'No, I won't forget,' I said. 'Goodbye!'Then I drove to the office. It rained all day. I did not see Robert's mother in the evening, so I went to the school at four o'clock.'Good afternoon,' I said to the teacher. 'I've come to fetch Robert.'The teacher looked at me very angrily. 'Who are you?' she said. 'What do you want?''I want Robert, 'I said. 'He's my son.''Your son!' the teacher said. 'I'm sorry, but we've got no boys here.''No boys?' I said angrily. 'Don't be silly! Robert is a boy. He is my son. Don't be so stupid!''But we've got no boys here,' the teacher said. 'We only have girls at this school.'Suddenly I understood. I had taken Robert to the wrong school that morning! I said to the teacher, 'I'm very sorry,' and I quickly left the school.I did not take Robert to school next day. His mother took him and brought him back that afternoon. Now Robert always takes his little white umbrella to school with him. And sometimes he brings another umbrella home. It isn't his the umbrella, of course, but he likes to carry it, because he likes to meet other boys and girls. And the other boys and girls all have little white umbrellas too.。