Unit 5 Section Ⅰ Reading and Thinking & Learning About Language（教师用书word）-2022-2023学年新教材高中英语选择性必修第三册【精讲精练】人教版

“童年的时光多么美好，童年的回忆如在眼前！果园、草地和茂盛的密林，童年里处处如此可爱；宽阔的池塘，池塘边的磨坊……”诗歌介绍了Woodworth的童年生活。也正是那时的农场生活，给他留下了美好的回忆。 The Bucket If you've ever driven down Old Oaken Bucket Road on the eastern side in Scituate，you might have noticed a historic sign situated on the side of the road identifying the former homestead of the famous poet Samuel Woodworth. Two hundred years ago，this farmhouse was the home of Samuel Woodworth.During the long summers of his childhood，young Samuel would often pause at the well.It was a welcome break，especially on a hot afternoon.On such a day he would eagerly draw a bucketful of cold water and satisfy his thirst with a refreshing drink. When he was fourteen，Woodworth left Scituate for New York City，where he started his own newspaper.Later he worked as an editor at other newspapers and magazines while writing novels，plays，and poetry in his spare time.His life was busy，and he rarely had time to visit the family farm. But Woodworth never stopped thinking of his Scituate home.After work one evening，Woodworth poured himself a glass of city water.It wasn't very refreshing.Casually he remarked to his wife，Lydia，how wonderful it would be to have a long，cool drink from the oaken bucket at his father's well.Lydia had a suggestion: Why not put it to poetry? It was a suggestion Woodworth could not resist.That night he wrote The Bucket.In it he captured the world of his childhood on a hot summer day and the simple joy of stopping for a drink at his father's well. His poem was an instant success.It seemed to touch everyone who had ever been homesick.At the height of its popularity，The Old Oaken Bucket was translated into four languages，and the words were set to a popular tune of the time.Over the years，countless people have read or sung Woodworth's ode to his boyhood.Today it is the official song of Scituate，Massachusetts. In his time，Samuel Woodworth was a successful writer.Now his poems and plays are all but forgotten.He would be，too—if it hadn't been for a glass of wa