徒步旅行Trekkingtrip英语作文

2024年2月18日发(作者：财务工作总结报告)

徒步旅行Trekkingtrip英语作文

徒步旅行Trekking trip英语作文

the past ages of man have all ben carefully labeled by

anthropologists. descriptions like ‘palaeolithic man’,

‘neolithic man’, etc., neatly sum up whole periods. when the

time comes for anthropologists to turn their attention to the

twentieth century, they will surely choo the label ‘legless

man’. histories of the time will go something like this: ‘in the

twentieth century, people forgot how to u their legs. men and

women moved about in cars, bus and trains from a very early

age. there were lifts and escalators in all large buildings to

prevent people from walking. this situation was forced upon

earth-dwellers of that time becau of their extraordinary way of

life. in tho days, people thought nothing of traveling hundreds

of miles each day. but the surprising thing is that they didn’t

u their legs even when they went on holiday. they built cable

railways, ski-lifts and roads to the top of every huge mountain.

all the beauty spots on earth were marred by the prence of

large car parks.’

the future history books might also record that we were

deprived of the u of our eyes. in our hurry to get from one

place to another, we failed to e anything on the way. air travel

gives you a bird’s-eye view of the world- or even less if the wing

of the aircraft happens to get in your way. when you travel by car

or train a blurred image of the countryside constantly smears

with the urge to go on and on: they never want to stop. it is the

lure of the great motorways, or what? and as for a travel, it

hardly derves mention. it is perfectly summed up in the words

of the old song: ‘i joined the navy to e the world, and what

did i e? i saw the a.’ the typical twentieth-century traveler is

the man who always say ‘i’ve been there,’ you mention the

remotest, most evocative place-names in the world like el dorado,

kabul, irkutsk and someone is bound to say ‘i’ve been

there’—meaning, ‘i drove through it at 100 miles an hour on

the way to somewhere el.’

when you travel at high speeds, the prent means nothing:

you live mainly in the future becau you spend most of your

time looking forward to arriving at some other place. but actual

arrival, when it is achieved, is meaningless. you want to move on

again. by traveling like this, you suspend all experience; the

prent ceas to be a reality: you might just as well be dead. the

traveler on foot, on the other hand, lives constantly in the prent.

for him traveling and arrving are one and the same thing: he

arrives somewhere with every step he makes. he experiences the

prent moment with his eyes, his ears and the whole of his body.

at the end of his journey he feels a delicious physical weariness.

he knows that sound, satisfying sleep will be his: the just reward

of all true travelers.