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Band 5 Translation:
Section A:Chinese to English
Text 1
“Thank you,” said the woman, and she gave the fairy three silver coins. Then she went home and planted the seed. Soon there grew up a large handsome red flower, something like a tulip in appearance.
“What a lovely flower,” said the woman, and she kissed its beautiful petals. While she did so, the flower opened with a snap, and now people could see that it was a real tulip. Within the flower sat a very delicate and graceful little maiden. She was scarcely half as long as a thumb, and they gave her the name of “Thumbelina”.
Text 2
To know the Joy of being given a new flat, one has only to see the wretchedness of those with inadequate housing; and to know the importance of allotting housing, one need only to see how those in charge calculate as finely as a general confronting a dangerous enemy and how the applicants marshall all their prestige, words, and brains ...
On January 14, after much wrangling and rushing about, many clashes, excuses, false alarms, a showdown, waiting, despairs and hope rekindled, he received six keys, three for each flat. The grooved keys of aluminium alloy looked like any other keys, still smelling of dust and dirt with their protective coating of oil. He was pleased to get them, but not as happy as he had expected to be.
Text 3
She held me in her arms, humming and patting me as I became more aggrieved than ever. “Listen,” she said. “Listen now. Can you hear it?” I stopped crying to listen intently and heard a beautiful sound, soft and fluid. Was it a pigeon whistle, the autumn wind, the leaves brushing against the eaves as they fell or was it just Granny humming? I still have no idea. “Go to sleep. Ill hit the grey monkey if it comes.” That was her lullaby. On the ceiling was a quivering spot of light, the reflection of the sun in the water basin. It too was soft and fluid and merged into a peaceful dream as I fell asleep in her arms.
Text 4
Snow mantled the cottage
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