胡敏读故事记单词托福词汇014（在线收听）

Lesson 14 The Way Home 回家的路

Words:

aria n. 独唱曲，咏唱调

arid adj. 干旱的

aristocrat n. 贵族

arithmetic n. 算术

armament n. 军备，武器

armor n. 装甲；装甲车

aroma n. 香气，芬芳，芳香

aromatic adj. 芬芳的

arouse vt. 刺激，激起；唤醒

array n. 展示，陈列；一系列 an array of 一系列

arrogant adj. 傲慢的，自大的

arsenal n. 兵工厂，军械库

arthritis n. 关节炎

article n. 论文，文章；物品，条款

articulate vt. 清楚的讲话，清晰的发音

artificial adj. 人造的，人工的；虚假的，矫揉造作的

artisan n. 手工业工人，手艺人

ascend vi. (渐渐的)升高，上升

ascent n. 攀登，上升

ascetic n. 苦行者，禁欲者；adj. 禁欲的，苦行的

asceticism n. 禁欲主义

It seemed like a long ascent to the top. The mountain appreared barren, as though it had suffered through many years of arid climate. I had no idea why I have to climbing this mountain. All I could recall was that I had been reading a fascinating artical about climbing. But with my arthritis, how could I possibly make it to the top?

Despite my confusion, I ascended the mountain. After what seemed like an hour, I stumbled across a small artificial structure. It was hidden behind a large rocks. I was shocked to discover that it was an arsenal containing an array of antiquated armor and armament. All of it appeared to be handmade, probably by a 17th century artisan. It was a bit scray, so I left quickly and continued my acsent.

Further up, I ran into a man dressed like an aristocrat. He was articulating some kind of ancient arithmetic. His presence aroused my curiosity. I asked him what he was doing on the mountain. He rudely responded,"don't you know where you are?" What an arrogant man, I thought to myself.

After what felt like another hour, I spotted a small cave. I found an old monk living inside. Foolishly, I offered him some wine. I should have known that monks practice asceticism. But he wasn't offended. He simply smile and said,"I am indeed an ascetic person."

I told the monk that I was tired and missed my home."Open your eyes" he whispered."You are already home."

Suddenly, I began to hear the sound of my favorite aria. I could sense the aroma of a familiar aromatic substance. It was followed by a familiar voice.

"Wake up" my wife said. "Here's your coffee! You're late for work."

登上山顶的路好长好长。这座山看起来光秃秃的，似乎饱受了常年的干旱天气。我不知道自己为什么要爬这座山。我只记得当时我正在读一篇关于登山的精彩文章。但我患有关节炎，怎么可能爬上山顶呢？

糊里糊涂中，我开始登山。约莫一小时后，我跌跌撞撞地走过一个藏在大石块后的小型人造建筑物。我愕然发现这竟是个军械库，里面存放着全系列的古老盔甲和武器。这里的一切似乎都是手工制作的，很可能出自一位17世纪工匠之手。这里怪恐怖的，我很快就离开了，继续我的攀登。

我继续往上走，遇到了一位穿戴类似贵族的男人。他正清清楚楚地讲着什么古老算术。他的存在引起了我的好奇，我便问他在山上做些什么。他粗鲁的回答到：“难道你不知道自己在哪吗？”这人真够傲慢的，我想。

又过了大约一个小时，我发现了一个小山洞，洞里住这个老和尚。我竟傻巴拉叽的请他喝葡萄酒。我应该知道和尚奉行禁欲主义，还好他没有生气。他只是笑了笑，说道：“我是个真正的禁欲主义者。”

我告诉那和尚我好累、好想家。“睁开你的眼睛k。”他悄悄说道，“你到家了。”

我突然听到我最喜欢的咏唱调，又问道熟悉的香料散发出的芬芳。然后，一个熟悉的声音说话了。

“醒醒吧！”妻子说到，“这是你的咖啡，你上班要迟到了。”