Human beings have been painting pictures for at least 30 thousand years. The earliest pictures were painted by people who wanted to catch and kill the animals. Perhaps the painters thought that their pictures would help them to catch these animals. Or perhaps human beings have always wanted to tell stories in pictures.
About 5,000 years ago the Egyptians and other people in the Near East began to use pictures as a kind of writing. They drew simple pictures or signs to show things and ideas, and also to show the sounds of their language. The signs these people need became a kind of alphabet.
The Egyptians used to record information and to tell stories by putting picture – writing and pictures together. When an important person died, scenes and stories from his life were painted on the walls of the pace where his dead body was put.
By the year 1,000 BC, people who lived in the area around the Mediterranean Sea had developed a simpler system of writing. The signs they used were very easy to write, and there were fewer of them than in Egyptian system. The Greeks developed this system and formed the letters of Greek alphabet. The Romans copied the idea, and the Roman alphabet is now used all over the world.
1.What is the best titile for this passage?
a)How did ancient people catch and kill animals
b)How did people show their thoughts in written form
c)Story of an important dead person on walls
d)What did people who lived in Mediteranian Sea do
2.How did Egyptians refer to names of things in written form
a)by telling stories
b)by painting stories on on walls
c)by drawing simple pictures
d)by showing language sounds
3.Who used signs as a type of writing system for the first time?
d)People of Mediteranian sea area
4)What does "them" in line 4 refer to?
5.The system that people who lived in Mediteranian Sea area used were very complex. T/F
6.The Greek alphabet originates from the writing system of people of Mediterainian Sea area T/F
The Snow Man
One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;
And have been cold a long time
To behold the junipers shagged with ice,
The spruces rough in the distant glitter
Of the January sun; and not to think
Of any misery in the sound of the wind,
In the sound of a few leaves,
Which is the sound of the land
Full of the same wind
That is blowing in the same bare place
For the listener, who listens in the snow,
And, nothing himself, beholds
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.
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