When I was a very little boy, I was always asking questions.
One day when I was walking with my sister along the city street, I asked, "Jane, what's under the street?" "Oh, just dirt(尘土) ," she replied. "And what is under the dirt?" "Oh, more dirt." she replied, too.
So I asked again, "Well, what's under that?" "Oh, nothing--I don't know-why are you always asking so many questions?" she asked.
I knew there must be something under that. I also heard that Chinese lived on the other side of the earth. I wanted to find out if that was true.
Down, down, down, till I came through on the other side, and then I would get to China. I was a very little boy, you see. With a small shovel (铁锹), I started a hole in the back yard. No one knew what I was doing.
Then one evening my father asked, "What's that hole in the back yard?"
He didn't laugh when I told him, but he asked me if I knew how far I would have to dig.
I hadn't due through the world, but I did know how far it was.
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A. I knew my secret was out. B. I wasn't satisfied with her answer. C. And I just wanted to know what it was. D. So I made up my mind to dig down through the earth. E. I wanted to keep it a secret until I had dug all the way through. |
