2018_2019學(xué)年高中英語Unit9Wheels英美文化欣賞學(xué)案.docx

Unit 9 Wheels英美文化欣賞【導(dǎo)讀】一個干凈明亮的地方是海明威的早期作品，是一部典型的虛無主義小說，具有典型的海明威風(fēng)格：文章以虛無思想為主題并大量使用簡潔句。【文化節(jié)選】It was very late and everyone had left the cafe except an old man who sat in the shadow the leaves of the tree made against the electric light. In the day time the street was dusty, but at night the dew settled the dust and the old man liked to sit late because he was deaf and now at night it was quiet and he felt the difference. The two waiters inside the cafe knew that the old man was a little drunk, and while he was a good client they knew that if he became too drunk he would leave without paying, so they kept watch on him.“Last week he tried to commit suicide，” one waiter said.“Why？”“He was in despair.”“What about？”“Nothing.”“How do you know it was nothing？”“He has plenty of money.”They sat together at a table that was close against the wall near the door of the cafe and looked at the terrace where the tables were all empty except where the old man sat in the shadow of the leaves of the tree that moved slightly in the wind. A girl and a soldier went by in the street.The street light shone on the brass number on his collar. The girl wore no head covering and hurried beside him.“The guard will pick him up，”one waiter said.“What does it matter if he gets what hes after？”“He had better get off the street now. The guard will get him. They went by five minutes ago.”The old man sitting in the shadow rapped on his saucer with his glass. The younger waiter went over to him.“What do you want？”The old man looked at him. “Another brandy，” he said.“Youll be drunk，” the waiter said. The old man looked at him. The waiter went away.“Hell stay all night，” he said to his colleague.“Im sleepy now. I never get into bed before three oclock. He should have killed himself last week.”The waiter took the brandy bottle and another saucer from the counter inside the cafe and marched out to the old mans table.He put down the saucer and poured the glass full of brandy.“You should have killed yourself last week，”he said to the deaf man. The old man motioned with his finger.“A little more，”he said. The waiter poured on into the glass so that the brandy slopped over and ran down the stem into the top saucer of the pile.“Thank you，” the old man said. The waiter took the bottle back inside the cafe. He sat down at the table with his colleague again.“Hes drunk now，” he said.“Hes drunk every night.”“What did he want to kill himself for？”“How should I know.”“How did he do it？”“He hung himself with a rope.”“Who cut him down？”“His niece.”“Why did they do it？”“Fear for his soul.”“How much money has he got？”“Hes got plenty.”“He must be eighty years old.”“Anyway I should say he was eighty.”“I wish he would go home.I never get to bed before three oclock.What kind of hour is that to go to bed？”“He stays up because he likes it.”“Hes lonely. Im not lonely. I have a wife waiting in bed for me.”“He had a wife once too.”“A wife would be no good to him now.”“You cant tell. He might be better with a wife.”“His niece looks after him. You said she cut him down.”“I know.”“I wouldnt want to be that old. An old man is a nasty thing.”“Not always. This old man is clean. He drinks without spilling. Even now, drunk. Look at him.”“I dont want to look at him. I wish he would go home. He has no regard for those who must work.” The old man looked from his glass across the square, then over at the waiters. “Another brandy，” he said, pointing to his glass. The waiter who was in a hurry came over. “Finished，”he said, speaking with that omission of syntax stupid people employ when talking to drunken people or foreigners. “No more tonight. Close now.” “Another.”said the old man.“No.Finished.”The waiter wiped the edge of the table with a towel and shook his head.The old man stood up, slowly counted the saucers, took a leather coin purse from his pocket and paid for the drinks, leaving half a peseta tip. The waiter watched him go down the street, a very old man walking unsteadily but with dignity.時間很晚了，大家都離開餐館，只有一個老人還坐在樹葉擋住燈光的陰影里。白天里，街上盡是塵埃，到了晚上，露水壓住了塵埃。這個老人喜歡坐得很晚，因為他是個聾子，現(xiàn)在是夜里，十分寂靜，他感覺得到跟白天的不同。呆在餐館里的兩個侍者知道這老人有點兒醉了，他雖然是個好主顧，可是，他們知道，如果他喝得太醉了，他會不付賬就走，所以他們一直在留神他?！吧蟼€星期他想自殺，”一個侍者說?！盀槭裁?？”“他絕望啦?！薄案蓡峤^望？”“沒事兒?！薄澳阍趺粗朗菦]事兒？”“他有很多錢。”他們一起坐在緊靠著餐館大門墻邊的桌旁，眼睛望著平臺，那兒的桌子全都空無一人，只有那個老人坐在隨風(fēng)輕輕飄拂的樹葉的陰影里。有個少女和一個大兵走過大街。街燈照在他那領(lǐng)章的銅號碼上。那個少女沒戴帽子，在他身旁匆匆走著。“警衛(wèi)隊會把他逮走，”一個侍者說?！叭绻绞至怂业臇|西，那又有什么關(guān)系呢？”“他這會兒還是從街上溜走為好。警衛(wèi)隊會找他麻煩，他們五分鐘前才經(jīng)過這里?！蹦抢先俗陉幱袄?，用杯子敲敲茶托。那個年紀(jì)比較輕的侍者上他那兒去。“你要什么？”老人朝他看了看。 “再來杯白蘭地，”他說?！澳銜茸淼?，”侍者說。老人朝他看了一看。侍者走開了?！八麜ㄏ谶@里，”他對他的同事說?！拔疫@會兒真想睡。我從來沒有在三點鐘以前睡覺過。他應(yīng)該在上星期就自殺了?！笔陶邚牟宛^里的柜臺上拿了一瓶白蘭地和另一個茶托，大步走了出來，送到老人桌上。他放下茶托，把杯子倒?jié)M了白蘭地。“你應(yīng)該在上星期就自殺了，”他對那個聾子說。老人把手指一晃。 “再加一點，”他說。侍者又往杯子里倒酒，酒溢了出來，順著高腳杯的腳流進(jìn)了一疊茶托的第一只茶托?！爸x謝你，”老人說。侍者把酒瓶拿回到餐館去。他又同他的同事坐在桌旁?！八@會兒喝醉了，”他說。“他每天晚上都喝醉。”“他干嗎要自殺呀？”“我怎么知道。”“他上次是怎樣自殺的？”“他用繩子上吊?！薄罢l把他放下來的？”“他侄女?！薄案蓡嵋阉畔聛恚俊薄盀樗撵`魂擔(dān)憂?！薄八卸嗌馘X？”“他有很多錢?！薄八麥?zhǔn)有八十歲嘍。”“不管怎樣，我算準(zhǔn)他有八十歲?！薄拔艺嫦Ｍ丶胰ァＮ覐膩頉]有在三點鐘以前睡覺過。那是個什么樣的睡覺時間呀？”“他因為不喜歡睡覺所以才不睡覺?！薄八鹿聠螁?。我可不孤單。我有個老婆在床上等著我呢?！薄八麖那耙灿羞^老婆。”“這會兒有老婆對他可沒好處?！薄霸捒刹荒苓@么說。他有老婆也許會好些?！薄八杜畷樟纤?。你剛才說是她把他放下來的?！薄拔抑??！薄拔也挪灰畹媚敲蠢?。老人邋里邋遢?！薄安灰欢ǘ际沁@樣。這個老人干干凈凈。他喝啤酒來并不滴滴答答往外漏。哪怕這會兒喝醉了。你瞧他。”“我才不想瞧他。我希望他回家去。他并不關(guān)心那些非干活不可的人。”那老人從酒杯上抬起頭來望望廣場，又望望那兩個侍者?！霸賮肀滋m地，”他指著杯子說。那個著急的侍者跑了過去?！皼]啦，”他不顧什么句法地說，蠢漢在對醉漢或外國人說話時就這么說法。 “今晚上沒啦。打烊啦。”“再來一杯，”那老人說?！安唬瑳]啦，”侍者一邊拿塊毛巾揩揩桌沿，一邊搖搖頭。老人站了起來，慢慢地數(shù)著茶托，打口袋里摸出一只裝硬幣的皮夾子來，付了酒賬，又放下半個比塞塔作小賬。那個侍者瞅著他順著大街走去，這個年紀(jì)很大的人走起路來，雖然腳步不挺穩(wěn)，卻很有神氣。知識積累1keep watch on注意2in despair