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Lesson 1 A private conversation 私人谈话

Last week I went to the theatre. I had a very good seat.  The play was very interesting. I did not enjoy it. 

A young man and a young woman were sitting behind me. They were talking loudly. I got very angry. I could not hear the actors. I turned round. I looked at the man and the woman angrily. They did not pay any attention. In the end, I could not bear it.

I turned round again. 'I can't hear a word!' I said angrily.  ‘It’s none of your business,' the young man said rudely. 'This is a private conversation!'

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Lesson 2 Breakfast or lunch? 早餐还是午餐？

It was Sunday.

I never get up early on Sundays.

I sometimes stay in bed until lunch time.

Last Sunday I got up very late.

I looked out of the window.

It was dark outside.

'What a day!' I thought. 'It's raining again.'

Just then, the telephone rang.

It was my aunt Lucy.

' I've just arrived by train,' she said.

'I'm coming to see you.' 'But I'm still having breakfast,' I said.

'What are you doing?' she asked.

'Im having breakfast,' I repeated.

'Dear me,' she said. 'Do you always get up so late? It's one o'clock!''