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血凝红叶(国外英文资料) Read the passage and answer the questions. (20 points) Red leaf In the canyon lies a low (simple, simple, simple) hut. On the door, there was a faint trace: zhao yimans captured address, the anti-japanese national hero, zhao yi-mann, immortal! It was late autumn, but there was a heavy snow and a silver world. There is no towering zhao, no flowers, no graves, she lies with white mountain black water, and she is with the blue sky. The wind was blowing in the canyon, the snow was flying in the sky, and the fields were silent, the mountains, the water, the wind, the snow seemed to mourn for the martyrs. An oak tree in front of the small grass house was covered with thick snow, like a pear blossom, and its leaves were not withered, a blaze of fire, like a blazing fire, dazzling. 2 a writer is working on writing biographies zhao man works, casually picked a piece of bright red oak leaves, with a heavy about a (sad, sad, tragic) history to: Comrade zhao yian was interrupted in the battle, and fell to the ground and was taken prisoner. In Harbin, she was tortured and tortured, but she remained faithful until the enemy took her to the bright pearl river. The way to the execution yard, zhao man with pride, Lin biao, singing farewell to the people: the peoples flag, red flag, gathered up the soldiers body, the body has not stiff, blood has been dyed through banner... Down with Japanese imperialism! Long live the communist party of China... In the voice of the voice, she fell into the pool of blood, and she was thirty-one years old... We were all silent, and no one spoke, and listened to the writers account. I felt as if zhao was standing in front of us, her eyes bright, her eyes bright, her overcoat, her waist belt, her hands holding a gun, her majesty like iron... She did not die, she did not leave, and she stood on the high cliff, like an immortal statue. Every one of us was awestruck. Anger over Japanese invaders flame burning in my heart, cant help want to fr