20142015学年度高中英语人教版选修七高分提能训练10.doc

第  PAGE 6 页 共  NUMPAGES 6 页 高分提能训练(十) 阅读理解 A I get off a 15-hour flight from North America and turn on my cellphone at an Asian airport.Instead of focusing on the ride into town，I am busy with several dozen e-mails that piled up while I was on the plane，a third of which require a quick response，and some of which pass worrying news.Each morning in Asia，I begin something like this.The media tell us how lucky we are to live in the Information Age.But I believe we have created a very unpleasant situation on Earth for ourselves. In the early 1980s，nobody had advance notice of my arrival anywhere.I’d fly to Addis Ababa to cover an earthquake，or to Sarajevo to cover the preparations for the Winter Olympics，armed with only about eight names and telephone numbers.Now，after calling for days with someone just to arrange a meeting，when you arrive，he answers some of your questions and then asks you to turn to a website. Travel is like a good，challenging book：it demands the ability to live completely in the moment，and it demands to focus on the words or vision of reality before you.And like serious reading itself，travel has become an act of opposition to the distractions of the electronic age.A good book needs to be finished，just as a beautiful landscape tempts further experience of it，and further research into it.During that summer in Eastern Europe almost 40 years ago，I found myself in a small lodge in a Romanian forest during two days of rainstorms.I read Turgenev’s Fathers and Sons there.And so I experienced solitude rather than loneliness.Nothing existed for me except the worlds of 19th-century Russia and late-20th-century Romania. My friend now plans to sail the Northwest Passage in a small boat，which means being essentially out of electronic contact for about four months in the High Arctic.I can’t go along.But I know there are people like my friend whose circumstances are different，who will choose actual experience，who will resist.Only b