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Unit2Whatishappinesstoyou【导读】《简·爱》(JaneEyre)是英国女作家夏洛蒂·勃朗特创作的长篇小说，是一部具有自传色彩的作品。阅读下面选取的有关亲情的节选，对比中外文化中对亲情态度的异同。JaneEyre(excerpt)TheredroomWecouldnotgoforawalkthatafternoon.Therewassuchafreezingcoldwind，andsuchheavyrain，thatweallstayedindoors.Iwasgladofit.Ineverlikedlongwalks，especiallyinwinter.Iusedtohatecominghomewhenitwasalmostdark，withicecoldfingersandtoes，feelingmiserablebecauseBessie，thenursemaid，wasalwaysscoldingme.AllthetimeIknewIwasdifferentfrommycousins，Eliza，JohnandGeorgianaReed.Theyweretallerandstrongerthanme，andtheywereloved.Thesethreeusuallyspenttheirtimecryingandquarrelling，buttodaytheyweresittingquietlyaroundtheirmotherinthesittingroom.Iwantedtojointhefamilycircle，butMrsReed，myaunt，refused，Bessiehadcomplainedaboutme.“No，I'msorry，Jane.UntilIhearfromBessie，orseeformyself，thatyouarereallytryingtobehavebetter，youcannotbetreatedasagood，happychild，likemychildren.”“WhatdoesBessiesayIhavedone？”Iasked.“Jane，itisnotpolitetoquestionmeinthatway.Ifyoucannotspeakpleasantly，bequiet.”Icreptoutofthesittingroomandintothesmallroomnextdoor，whereIchoseabookfullofpicturesfromthebookcase.Iclimbedontothewindow—seatanddrewthecurtains，sothatIwascompletelyhidden.Isatthereforawhile.SometimesIlookedoutofthewindowatthegreyNovemberafternoon，andsawtherainpouringdownontheleaflessgarden.ButmostofthetimeIstudiedthebookandstared，fascinated，atthepictures.Lostintheworldofimagination，Iforgotmysad，lonelyexistenceforawhile，andwashappy，Iwasonlyafraidthatmysecrethidingplacemightbediscovered.Suddenlythedooroftheroomopened.JohnReedrushedin.“Whereareyou，rat？”heshouted.Hedidnotseemebehindthecurtain.“Eliza!Georgiana!Janeisn'there!TellMammashe'srunoutintotherain—whatabadanimalsheis！”“HowluckyIdrewthecurtain，”Ithought.Hewouldneverhavefoundme，becausehewasnotveryintelligent.ButElizaguessedatoncewhereIwas.“She'sinthewindowseat，John，”shecalledfromthesittingroom.SoIcameoutimmediately，asIdidnotwanthimtopullmeout.“Whatdoyouwant？”Iaskedhim.“Say，‘Whatdoyouwant，MasterReed’，”heanswered，sittinginanarmchair.“Iwantyoutocomehere.”JohnReedwasfourteenandIwasonlyten.Hewaslargeandratherfat.Heusuallyatetoomuchatmeals，whichmadehimill.Heshouldhavebeenatboardingschool，buthismother，wholovedhimverymuch，hadbroughthimhomeforamonthortwo，becauseshethoughthishealthwasdelicate.Johndidnotlovehismotherorhissister，andhehatedme.Hebulliedandpunishedme，nottwoorthreetimesaweek，notonceortwiceaday，butallthetime.Mywholebodytrembledwhenhecamenear.Sometimeshehitme，sometimeshejustthreatenedme，andIlivedinterriblefearofhim.Ihadnoideaabouthowtostophim.Theservantsdidnotwanttooffendtheiryoungmaster，andMrsReedcouldseenofaultinherdearboy.SoIobeyedJohn'sorderandapproachedhisarmchair，thinkinghowveryuglyhisfacewas.PerhapsheunderstoodwhatIwasthinking，forhehitmehardontheface.“ThatisforyourrudenesstoMammajustnow，”hesaid，“andforyourwickednessinhiding，andforlookingatmelikethat，yourat！”IwassousedtohisbullyingthatIneverthoughtofhittinghimback.“Whatwereyoudoingbehindthatcurtain？”heasked.“Iwasreading，”Ianswered.“Showmethebook.”Igaveittohim.《简·爱》(节选)红房子那天下午，我们不能出去散步。寒风刺骨，大雨瓢泼，大家都待在家里，我倒是因此感到高兴。我从来不喜欢走长路，特别是在冬天。过去我最讨厌回到家...