Word List 20--Poor Rose
发表人：Digni_Tea(小创)
Rose was a student. She didn't like her teacher's homilies and hauteur. Her teacher once told her that the crime of Nanking Holocaust was forgivable. It made Rose angry when she thought about those heinous Japanese. So after the class she said in the face of her teacher: "How dare you say that Nanking Holocaust is forgivable! Japanese had caused a great deal of havoc in China. You idiot and your heterodoxy!" her teacher hectored her: " Don't speak to me like this or I will gouge your eyes out with a hilted dagger." Rose said: " Should you do this I would pull my pistol out from the holster and shoot you to death. You helot. You gorgon." Then rose went to her haunt by hitching: the seashore. She saw a helmsman sail a boat in the sea. That helmsman saw her too. He turned the helm and the boat was coming nearer and nearer. Although Rose was a homely girl, she was in her heyday. So she was somewhat attractive. That man went down into the hold. One minute later, the hatch opened, the man came out from the hold, a harpoon in his hand and a helmet on his head! Perhaps he used it to prey hippocampus! That poor guy wanted to behave hardy before a lady! His heroics made rose feel sick. Rose could see that man's face clearly. What a hideous face! She really wished there were a hiatus in that boat so the boat would heel over. Then something came into her mind: there was a hecatomb today. So she went home. She knocked the door. Her mother hobbled along on her crutches to open the door. "Where is my father?" "Your father want to harness that wild field behind our house. In the morning he hewed the hibiscus out with a hatchet. Then he plowed the field. I think he is leveling clumps of earth with a harrow now." Rose didn't know why her father was working while her mother was doing nothing. Perhaps because her mother had got the hepatitis. Perhaps father was henpecked and mother had the absolute hegemony over the family. This made Rose think of her grandma. Her grandma didn't seem to harmonize with the family when she was alive. The old women once had the hegemony over the family. When the old women died, she left nothing to the heiress-Rose's mother, except the heritage of personality. It must be the problem of personality that decide who had the absolute hegemony over the family. Rose had a brother named Jack. Jack was studying in a Chinese university, something like USTC. As far as she knew, Jack was doing some research work about histology in Biology Department. Jack had written one holograph to the family. He said: "I am a highbrow. You are lowbrows. So we are heterogeneous." Jack was so haughty. Once Rose paid much homage to Jack. Now she didn't. "I would rather be a hawker than a USTCer." She said to herself. Then her father came in, a haversack on his huckleback, a helve in his hand. "What's wrong with you, Rose?" Her father asked. "Nothing. Just I had a hassle with my teacher, that harridan," She said, "does a hibiscus belong to heliotrope?" "I only know the hibiscus is herbaceous." "No, the hibiscus is arberaceous," she corrected, "by the way, don't work too hard, be careful of heliosis." "Don't worry, the work isn't harrowing." Her father nodded. In the afternoon the hoary hecatomb was held. A lot of heavy-handed hardy man led 100 hippopotamuses with hawsers. They heaved those hippopotamuses up onto the depots. Then one man played the harpsichord. These were somewhat like histrionics. Everyone was hectic. It was because of the hedge of convention that this rite was held. The hearsay said if the rite was not held each year, the God will be very angry. It is hazardous to the villagers. The villagers are so hidebound. After the rite, each person had his helping of hirsute hippopotamus meat. "Oh, dear God, can you change me into a hawk? Then I will fly to one haven to lead a hedonistic life." Poor Rose sighed.
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Word List 21--One Sweet Day
发表人：Digni_Tea(小创)
One day P told me MM1 wanted me to do her a favor. It turned out that MM1's ma was hooked on horticulture. There was a chrysanthemum exposition in XYJ Park. MM1 wanted me to take pictures of those chrysanthemums so she could mail them to her ma who couldn't see the exposition. " But no honorariums." P told me. I did't care of course. Any way, my life was humdrum those days. The next day, the weather was not horrendous, I went to XYJ with 3 MMs (two of them would do some else help). We hoodwinked the guarders who showed us no hospitality that we were relatives of the manager. No sooner had we gone into the Park free than a horde of hooligans came to us. There was a trouble on the horizon. But I knew they were only hulking louts. So I hoared out to them: "Don't show any hubris before me. I have a pistol inside my holster." Of course it terrified them. They ran away. Then we began taking pictures of chrysanthemums. "How long have you honed your photographic skills?" MM3 asked. "2 years." "Can you tell me something about photography." "Sure. First you must know horology well... There are numerous hurdles on the road to success." "Oh. I am making an idol of you." I smiled. MM3 was a really lovely girl. I said:"I hate the hurly-burly of city. I like husbandry. I want to lead an idyllic life. I like the hush of the evening in countryside." "You enjoy quiet?" "I'm not certain. I am a hustler in our class. For I have interests in lots of fields, I think I am good at none of them. Perhaps I am hypercritical with myself... I want to get my master degree of photography with honours." "Surely you will if you work hard." "Thanks for your hortation." "Are you an idolater." "Yes. I like MTW." Suddenly MM2 shouted to me:"How ignoble you are." I was so surprised after suffering such an ignominy. So I asked MM2:" What are you huffy about?" "MTW is the initials of my name." "But MTW stands for Meng Ting Wei also." "She is hypersensitive because she is suffering from hypochondria." MM3 explained. "Oh." I sighed. There was a hump far away. When we came near, we knew it was a hummock. There was an igloo on the hummock. Icicle formed down the igloo. Beside the igloo was a hydrant. Icing formed on that hydrant. Beside the igloo was a hovel with a flock of hummingbirds on it. Suddenly I heared the howling of a hyena. Then I saw a hound fighting against a hyena. Then a hoyden came near. It turned out that the hound was hers. They were hunting hyenas in XYJ Park! I didn't have humane feelings towards hyenas after I watched the movie Lion King. So I just left them. At noon a huckster came to us. MM1 bought something. She gave me a hunk of bread and said: "It's very kind of you to do me such a favor." "It's my pleasure. By the way, you really have filial piety toward your ma." "My ma had ever gotten a serious kind of disease. When she convalesced she was a mere husk of her former self. I knew she was hooked on horticulture. So I..." Her voice was a little husky. I knew she was hyperbolic when she said that. But her filial piety moved me. When I went back, I saw beautiful sunglow was far away, I felt really happy. What a beautiful day! What a beautiful life!
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Word List 23--I Like Writing
发表人：Digni_Tea(小创)
Thank you for considering my "inflated" but none infantile ideas. Indeed, my inchoate idea was to throw incendiary bomb, which could incur the flame of writing in English, to English Board! I was infatuated with English writing. It seems that indolence is indigenous to all of us. I was never indolent. No matter the weather was inclement or horrendous I would go to the lab to learn how to write, keeping myself incommunicado to avoid interruptions. I was incontinent of enthusiasm to write. Oh, I really was an "incorrigible" networm, an English Board lover! Why I continued again and again even few person joined me? I think there were several reasons beyond I was infatuated with English writing. I had good inducements. Firstly, it's helpful to me. Those words I used in my article are indelible in my mind. Secondly, I was inebriated by the success I had gotten. I wanted to share my success with you. Thirdly, I had one feeling that I had an indenture with English Board. I felt responsible to do so. The most infernal thing is I don't have the time. I sometime did have incertitude if I could complete my plan. I had an incubus lastnight--I failed to do so for my article papers were incinerated by someone! Anyway, my inexorable resolution in continuing writing is indubitable. By the way, some infelicitous words in my articles were and will be ineluctable (not including those inconsequential words which I should know how to use). I hope I was not indoctrinating or inculcating you in dogmas all the time. My suggestion is highly inflammable. I am waiting for your action to inflame it. Some of you maybe feel indisposed to do so. How can you imagine the ineffable fun of it if you don't try. Indolance is incriminated as one of the causes of failure(Surly I don't mean if you don't join me you will fail). So, come on, pick up your pen and write something. I indemnify you from thinking it is a waste of time after you try. I hope the incumbent master of this board will help more. I hope my plan, which is at the inception of being implemented, will help you. I hope my none-infinitesimal, indomitable, and indefatigable effort will help you.
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Word List 24--Some Innocuous Remarks
发表人：Digni_Tea(小创)
Some innocuous remarks about Sino-Japan relationship. First let's retrospect the history curtly. After "9.18 Incident" Japanese invaded China on a large scale. Their invasion had brought great deal of holocaust to our ingenuous Chinese. After eight years they surrendered but never admitted wrong formally. After the hard interim period they caught up with the development of the world. They even ignored UN's injunction that they shouldn't establish army(their defensive force is far beyond the function of defense). This has already incurred inquietude in Asia. In fact we hadn't ask any indemnification from Japan for the sake of Sino-Japan friendship. But recently Japanese have done a lot of ingrate things. They interpolated the history that they entered but invaded China. Two years ago several Japanese set facilites on Diaoyu islands which belong to China. Several days ago Prisident Jiangzheming visited Japan. We demanded Japanese admittment that they had done great wrong to Chinese people in the Second World War. But little Japanese didn't do so. We're infuriated! How can we forgive Japanese insipience and insolent any more? Japan is a nation always inimical to other nations. Why? Let's uncover its integument and all are intelligible. Japan is an insular country. Its resources are scarce. Their children are inoculated the idea that they are poor and must "get" the things they want from others since the day they are born. They share the same incursionary character which is innate, inherent and ingrained. Japanese is an iniquitous, insidious people!
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Word List 25--The God Father
发表人：Digni_Tea(小创)
(It irks me when I do this irksome work. I'm jaded.) The old man died from inveterate disease. He left an intestate estate. His sons and his intimacies had a discussion about the intestate estate. First they checked on the inventory of the company. Then decision was made. Mike got a kangaroo, a kayak, a book about karate and a book about how to joust. Tom got a book about jurisprudence and an adobe house beside the isthmus and a iridescent jade. Mike would continue his father's enterprise. "Father was jaundiced to me," said Mike's sister' husband, who got nothing. "But I'm inured to this." "Just now you jabbered some invective words toward my father, didn't you?" "Oh, no." "Let's get it clear. You inveigled irascible Sanio into a place and had your men shoot him to death, didn't you?" "You must be jocose." "I'm not making a jest." Mike pulled out a pistol from the holster and said: "Go to death, you traitor." Then he pulled the trigger. An inundation of men came into the house. Mike said: "Nothing happened." After invocation the investiture was held. Mike was the new Don. "How can we joust with other families?" Mike asked Tom. "Get rid of them. Because we have many judicial friends so don't worry about anything." "Our opinions jibe. I will have a jaunt. I'll be jocund if you do it." "No problem, Don Mike. Have a jolly jaunt!" There was a jamboree in front of one house. A janitor wearing a jaunty hat and jazzy clothes standed at the gate. All families members who were inimical were there. Then one truck stopped in front of the juxtaposed jambs. A man carrying a machinegun stepped out then...
