关于感恩节的英语阅读课
A. 急求 英语话剧 关于感恩节的
人物扮演：
魔术师M- chengjinlv
厨师C-lizongming
祖母G-zhangxuemei
校长R-wuwensheng
父亲F-daishengsheng
Ppt播放：me
（幕一:出场，魔术师M、厨师C）
M:Ladys and gentlemen,now,look at me,ok? As a magician,today I want to tell
you a story about alex haley,who was a young usa coastguardsman, and his three
letters which writed for thanksgiving.
My dear god,give me a penitent man. Let me save his soul. Look at him-A
cook,hei,big guy,here,do you know why I call you here.
C:yes. I was one of the murzim’s several cooks and,quite the same as for folk
ashore,this thanksgiving morning had seen us busily preparing a traditional
dinner. You know ,a roast big turkey. Very delicious!
M: all you want to do only this?
C: sorry, I really don’t know what I need to do? As you know, I’m a little
stolid.
M: I think you can have a rest first.
C:so good whether!(look at his white cook’s hat). I should do sth,not only
wild turkeys,pumpkins,corn on the cob……right, I love life, I love the really
living.
M:good boy,look at this watch, I will let you know what you really
want.(hypnosis催眠哦)haa,a little sheep,come back to your pasttime.
（幕二，人物厨师C、父亲F）
There is the setting sun in the background,the father and alex are in the
porch. (picture)
M:He is the little alex,oh,his father is coming.
F:alex,come here.
C:Fine. I’m so hungred. May I have an ice-cream. The change?
Ice-cream? So delicious,but no pain no gain. Do you want to finish a task for
it?
C:What? Anything I can do.
Follow me. Here you are. Reading and then tell me what you learn from it.
C:My delicious ice-cream……
Half an hour later……
C:Dad,it’s so great story. The white snow princess is so pity,luckly,there
are seven pygmys,they are brave and clever. They beat the venomous queen……
Haa,is it better than ice-cream.
C:Er,I like both.
Only one choice.
C:Don’t put press on me. Or I’ll cry……(picture)
At last,I still give my deep love to the reading. It’s good for my writing
and my life today
M：女士们先生们，现在，看着我，好吗？作为一个魔术师，今天我要告诉你一个关于亚历克斯黑利的故事，他是一位年轻的美国海岸警卫队队员，和他的三个字母书写的感恩节。
My dear god,give me a penitent man. Let me save his soul. Look at him-A cook,hei,big guy,here,do you know why I call you here.
亲爱的上帝，给我一个忏悔的人。让我去救他的灵魂。看他做，嘿，大家伙，在这里，你知道我为什么叫你来。
C:yes. I was one of the murzim’s several cooks and,quite the same as for folk ashore,this thanksgiving morning had seen us busily preparing a traditional dinner. You know ,a roast big turkey. Very delicious!
C：是的。我是一个厨师的murzim，一样的民间上岸，我们忙着在准备一个传统的晚餐。你知道，一只大火鸡。很好吃！
M: all you want to do only this?
男：你想做这个？
C: sorry, I really don’t know what I need to do? As you know, I’m a little stolid.
C：对不起，我真的不知道我应该怎么做？你知道，我有点迟钝。
M: I think you can have a rest first.
男：我想你可以先休息一下。
C:so good whether!(look at his white cook’s hat). I should do sth,not only wild turkeys,pumpkins,corn on the cob……right, I love life, I love the really living.
C：好是否！（看他的白色的厨师帽）。我应该做某事，不是只野生火鸡，南瓜，玉米棒子......权利，我爱生活，我爱真正的生活。
M:good boy,look at this watch, I will let you know what you really want.(hypnosis催眠哦)haa,a little sheep,come back to your pasttime.
男：好孩子，看这只表，我会让你知道什么是你真正想要的。（催眠催眠哦）哈，一只小绵羊，回到你的消遣。
（幕二，人物厨师C、父亲F）
（幕二，人物厨师C、父亲F）
There is the setting sun in the background,the father and alex are in the porch. (picture)
在夕阳的背景中，父亲和亚历克斯在门廊。（图片）
M:He is the little alex,oh,his father is coming.
男：他是小亚历克斯，哦，爸爸来了。
F:alex,come here.
女：亚历克斯，来这里。
C:Fine. I’m so hungred. May I have an ice-cream. The change?
C：好的。我很饿。我可以吃一个冰淇淋。的变化？
Ice-cream? So delicious,but no pain no gain. Do you want to finish a task for it?
冰淇淋？那么好吃，但没有付出就没有收获。你想对它完成任务？
C:What? Anything I can do.
C：什么？我能做的事。
Follow me. Here you are. Reading and then tell me what you learn from it.
跟着我。你在这里。阅读，然后告诉我你从中学习。
C:My delicious ice-cream……
C：我的美味的冰淇淋......
Half an hour later……
半个小时后......
C:Dad,it’s so great story. The white snow princess is so pity,luckly,there are seven pygmys,they are brave and clever. They beat the venomous queen……
C：爸爸，这是如此伟大的故事。白雪公主太可惜了，幸运的是，有七个pygmys，他们是勇敢和聪明。他们击败了恶毒的王后......
Haa,is it better than ice-cream.
哈哈，是不是比冰淇淋。
C:Er,I like both.
C：哦，两个我都喜欢。
Only one choice.
只有一个选择。
C:Don’t put press on me. Or I’ll cry……(picture)
C：不要把压在我。或者我会哭......（图片）
B. 英语阅读短文dmitriynikitinworks
落叶在空中盘旋,谱写着一曲感恩的乐章,那是大树对滋养它大地的感恩;白云在蔚蓝色的天空中飘荡,绘画这一幅幅感人的画面,那是白云对哺育它的蓝天的感恩。因为感恩才让我们懂得了生命的真谛。因为感恩才会有真挚的友情。我们感谢父母,是他们给了我们生命;我们感谢老师,是他们教会了我们知识;我们感谢警察,是他们维持了社会安宁;我们感谢农民,是他们辛苦地种出了粮食;我们感谢陌生人,他们在无形中给了我们关爱……
我们感恩父母,感恩他们给了我们生命。从我们呱呱落地的那一刻起,父母就一直陪伴在我们的身边。在我们遇到事伤心难过时,他们用委婉的话安慰我们;当我们考试不成功时,他们用激励的话安慰我们;当我们开心快乐时,他们也跟着我们一起快乐。如果让我说:父亲的爱像一望无际的蓝天,母亲的爱则向那无私奉献的太阳,我就是那无忧无虑的白云。我在爸爸妈妈的呵护下慢慢长大,后来成为了一个小大人。在生活中,我们只要向妈妈说句关心的话,给下班的爸爸捏捏肩,他们就会觉得非常幸福了。你们说他们的爱是不是很伟大呢?所以我要感恩,用我的关爱去融化他们的心灵……
我们要感恩老师,感恩他们教会了我们知识。当我们刚刚来到学校时,年幼无知的我们不知道什么是学习。是老师一步又一步的把我们引上了学习之路,他让我们懂得了人生的道理、懂得了怎样孝敬父母、懂得了大自然的奥妙,就是老师让我们懂得了无穷无尽的知识。每当晚上我们快要入睡的时候,勤劳的老师还在一个劲儿的批改作业,他们似乎不知道什么是劳累。如果让我说:老师是辛勤的园丁,我们则是无名的小花小草,他们在无时无刻地哺育着我们。所以我要感恩,用我的优秀成绩去报答他们……
我们感恩农民,感恩他们种出了大众吃的粮食。俗话说:“锄禾日当午,汗滴禾下土。谁知盘中餐,粒粒皆辛苦。”勤劳的农民每天都在辛辛苦苦地种地。春天到了,大地回春,这时,正好是播种的最好时间。农民伯伯每天从凌晨到傍晚一直在农田里播种,他们洒下了一颗颗“希望”的种子,就是希望来年有个好收成……春天一转眼过去了,秋天到了。农田里一派生机,所有的粮食都熟了,放眼远看,一片红一片绿地。农民伯伯的脸上都笑开了花。他们觉得自己的辛苦没有白费。所以我要感恩,珍惜所有粮食,珍惜他们的劳动成果……
感恩,充实着我们的生活;感恩,塑造着我们的心灵;感恩,使世界变得美丽;感恩,使我们拥有爱心。人的一生就像是一张白纸,是感恩给我们绘上了色彩、图画,他让我们活的更有意义。那么,让我们怀带一颗感恩的心,去感谢生活中的点点滴滴吧!
C. 有关感恩节小学英语阅读文章
he thankful great universe provides the environment of existence for us and give us sunlight, air, water and everything in keeping with we existence of space, bring storm to let us accept to toughen for us, bring to us mysterious let us look for.
the thankful parents give us the life, make us feel the merriment of the human life, feel the genuine feeling of the human life, feel the comity of the human life, feel happiness of the human life, also feel hardships and pain and sufferings of the human life!
the thankful teacher works with diligence and without fatigue everyday of teach, give us knowledge ability, put on the wing which flies toward the ideal for us.
the thankful classmate and friend grows up road of, let i no longer standing alone in the itinerary of life; the with gratitude is frustrated and let us become in a time the failure stronger.
D. 英语阅读。
1 Festivals 2 China 3together 4 15 5 moon cakes 6Zongzi 7 presents 8 America 9 National Day10 different 望采复纳，有什制么问题可以继续问哦。
E. 有关Thanksgiving（感恩）主题的英语文章
1.Thanksgiving is a holiday celebrated in much of North America, generally observed as an expression of gratitude, usually to God. The most common view of its origin is that it was to give thanks to God for the bounty of the autumn harvest. In the United States, the holiday is celebrated on the fourth Thursday in November. In Canada, where the harvest generally ends earlier in the year, the holiday is celebrated on the second Monday in October, which is observed as Columbus Day or protested as Indigenous Peoples Day in the United States.
Thanksgiving is traditionally celebrated with a feast shared among friends and family. In the United States, it is an important family holiday, and people often travel across the country to be with family members for the holiday. The Thanksgiving holiday is generally a "four-day" weekend in the United States, in which Americans are given the relevant Thursday and Friday off. Thanksgiving is almost entirely celebrated at home, unlike the Fourth of July or Christmas, which are associated with a variety of shared public experiences (fireworks, caroling, etc.)
感恩节的由来要一直追溯到美国历史的发端。1620年，著名的“五月花”号船满载不堪忍受英国国内宗教迫害的清教徒102人到达美洲。1620年和1621年之交的冬天，他们遇到了难以想象的困难，处在饥寒交迫之中，冬天过去时，活下来的移民只有50来人。这时，心地善良的印第安人给移民送来了生活必需品，还特地派人教他们怎样狩猎、捕鱼和种植玉米、南瓜。在印第安人的帮助下，移民们终于获得了丰收，在欢庆丰收的日子，按照宗教传统习俗，移民规定了感谢上帝的日子，并决定为感谢印第安人的真诚帮助，邀请他们一同庆祝节日。
在第一个感恩节的这一天，印第安人和移民欢聚一堂，他们在黎明时鸣放礼炮，列队走进一间用作教堂的屋子，虔诚地向上帝表达谢意，然后点起篝火举行盛大宴会。第二天和第三天又举行了摔交、赛跑、唱歌、跳舞等活动。第一个感恩节非常成功。其中许多庆祝方式流传了300多年，一直保留到今天。
初时感恩节没有固定日期，由各州临时决定，直到美国独立后，感恩节才成为全国性的节日。 1863年，美国总统林肯正式宣布感恩节为国定假日。届时，家家团聚，举国同庆，其盛大、热烈的情形，不亚于中国人过春节。
2.你说的是感恩，最好用 gratitude这个词
Gratitude is an Open Door: Three Stories About Wealth and Poverty
By Kate Judd
Let me tell you a story. I had two good friends who had never met each other. They were close in age. They were each divorced; they came from the same ethnic background. One had one teenager, the other had three. They shared many interests. I thought they would love each other.
At a party at my home, I introced my friends to each other. “Annette, this is Barbara; Barbara, Annette. You have so much in common.”
Annette was a talkative type. Right away, she began to tell Barbara about her life. “It’s so tough being divorced, isn’t it?” Annette said. “I mean, money is so tight. My new house cost two hundred and seventy thousand dollars. I had to get financial help from my father. It’s not that Daddy doesn’t have it— he just endowed a chair at a major university. But I hate to ask. Of course, I do have the alimony from Bill, my ex; but I don’t feel that I should rely on that. I’m putting it away for my retirement—that’s what my accountant says I should do. And the house that Bill and I built just won’t sell. I don’t know why. We spent nine hundred thousand dollars on that house, it’s absolutely perfect.
“It doesn’t matter so much to Bill if the house doesn’t sell. He’s the vice president of a big bank in the city. But I’m really struggling. I mean, I don’t make much. I’m just a music teacher. So, anyway, what I’ve decided to do is build an addition onto my new house: a little apartment. I don’t know where I’m gong to come up with the money. It’s going to cost sixty thousand. But, you know, it’s a tremendous investment in the long run. It adds to the value of the house. And I’m going to rent it out, so then I’ll have the rent every month to add to my income. It’s worth it to scrape a little while I’m having it built.”
My friend Barbara sat silent. She had a smile fixed firmly on her face. I had never heard Barbara say anything unkind about anyone—ever. She never said a word against Annette, either; but after the party, she told me she would prefer not to see Annette again.
You see, I had forgotten one thing: while Annette, who was worth several hundred thousand dollars, worried about whether she had enough to survive, Barbara was supporting herself and her teenage child on ten thousand dollars a year, which she earned by mopping floors and scrubbing toilets. And she never complained.
Before this, what had I thought about wealth? About poverty? I had grown up in comfort, never lacking for any material thing—indeed, inlged in anything money could buy. I had known that there was a difference between me and most of the other children at the tiny rural school where I had gone as a child. But I had not realized that the difference had to do with money. Like many a young member of the upper classes, I did not know what I was.
Sitting with Annette and Barbara, I knew. I thought, “Let me never take what I have for granted. Let me never complain about being poor, when I am really rich.”
If you had asked Barbara if she was poor, she would probably have denied it. She would have said, “I have a child who loves me. We have a house to live in. I have my health, so that I can work for my living. Sure, we have to get food from the Community Pantry sometimes, but we always have enough to eat. I’m even able to scrape together enough to go to school, so that some day I’ll be qualified for a better job which still allows me to take care of my emotionally troubled child. I have a family who cares about me. I’m thankful to have so much.”
Maybe I should take Barbara for an example? Maybe I should be grateful for what I have—however much or little it is.
Let me tell you another story: I have a middle aged relative who lives alone in a large house. Mentally somewhat disabled, she does not work, but is supported by a large trust fund set up by her late parents. Though her life style is not opulent by North American standards, she is always beautifully dressed, well fed, and can afford to hire people to do any job she cannot, or does not wish to do herself.
One day my relative went to the supermarket (how much we take for granted)! Another friend of mine once hosted a professor from Russia. The professor was overwhelmed and enchanted by the small local supermarket. She exclaimed, “In America, your markets are like museums!” My relative, her eyes glazed and her feet sore after a long trip through the abundantly stocked aisles, decided to go to the flower case and pick out a refreshing bouquet for herself. In front of the buckets overflowing with big, richly colored roses stood an old Asian woman, who was silent as my relative selected her flowers. “So cheap” my relative thought. “Only a dollar a stem!” She chose a large bunch.
The other woman still stood there. “It’s hard to pick, isn’t it?” my relative said. “Oh, I cannot buy any,” said the old woman. “Too expensive. I only like to come and look. They are so beautiful.”
So this woman was grateful for the free beauty of flowers in a supermarket/museum. Was that all? Did she feel her poverty, in not being able to afford a one dollar rose? There are those who would argue that this woman was wealthier than my friend Annette, who has a great deal of money but feels always impoverished. In this case, my relative should not have felt any guilt or worry, but should have taken her flowers home and enjoyed them, secure in the notion that we must each simply be thankful for what we have, no matter how we came to have it. Or should my relative have offered to buy some flowers for the old woman? That is another popular solution: those who have more should make private donations to those who have less. Perhaps my relative should have put her own flowers back in the case, and donated her money to some worthy organization—one which fights poverty?
What am I to learn from all this? Surely it is good to be grateful for what we have. Like my friend Barbara, I am grateful in this minute for so much: the beautiful Vermont landscape outside my window, the fruits of my abundant garden, the house in which I live, my beloved husband, my job, my health, my friends. And yet — it seems to me that as long as others do not have what I have, my gratitude is not enough. If others lack for beauty to see, good and wholesome food to eat, a home (or even a roof over their heads), love and friendship, work that rewards them, health and the care to maintain it, then my gratitude is just a beginning. A door to the next step. I can open that door of gratitude, and walk forward, doing what I can to help others achieve what I have. Or I can close the door. Then gratitude becomes complacency, and I am trapped.
Let me stop philosophizing for a moment, and tell you one more story: Once, I saved up my money all year long so that I could go to a workshop. The workshop took place at an institution that specialized in “self actualization,” “spiritual exploration,” “natural healing” and so forth. At this institution there were perhaps a few hundred people who had come to take workshops in pursuit of these vague but laudable goals. Among them I saw perhaps ten who were not white. Although it was more difficult to tell, I would guess that there were equally few who were not economically quite well-off. Although I come from “the whitest state in the union” I felt uncomfortable with this lack of ethnic and class diversity. Still, I quite enjoyed the workshop I was attending.
One night I was standing in the dinner line next to the person who was presenting the workshop, a woman of extraordinary power and charisma. She stretched her arms akimbo and proclaimed in a loud voice, “Ah! It’s good to be alive!”
Something must have registered on my face. Perhaps I drew slightly away from her. I know that for the rest of the workshop, she looked faintly displeased with me. But you see, I was thinking, For you it is good to be alive. For me it is good to be alive. But what about the homeless person who is sleeping tonight in a public park? What about the person who has just discovered they have cancer, and have no health insurance to cover treatment? What about the residents of other, less wealthy countries—the man who lives in a tin shed in Mexico, the woman who begs in the streets of Bombay? What about the children who are starving, and the mothers who cannot feed them? Just what do you mean, “it’s good to be alive?!”
I do not intend to be sanctimonious. I am a privileged, middle class person, who has had a very fortunate life. What I wish for is that everyone could have what I do. This is naive, I suppose. Idealistic, certainly. And what, after all, do I propose to do about it? Where is my plan, my solution to the poverty and hunger that plague the majority of the world’s population?
I am not arrogant enough to propose a solution. Others smarter, wiser, more politically shrewd, more religiously dogmatic, have proposed solutions since the beginning of time, it seems. I only know I cannot wish idly for others to have a better life. I must try to work for it in whatever ways I can. Otherwise, my gratitude becomes meaningless. I will have closed the door, and left the better part of humanity beyond it, sitting alone, gloating over my wealth like a miser, cut off from the love, learning and pain that are as essential to living as the material comforts I rejoice in, trapped in complacency. Then, I am very poor indeed.
Motivational Story
Motivational Story #9
LIVE WITH AN ATTITUDE OF GRATITUDE by Glen Hopkins
Imagine for a moment one of those nights when you just can't fall asleep and you have to get up early the next morning for a very important meeting of which you are the keynote speaker. Your alarm clock goes off early in the morning waking you from what little sleep you had. You stumble out of bed, have a quick shower, grab a coffee and some toast, and off you go to fight the traffic on the way to work.
Does that sound like the start of a terrible day? Most would answer 'yes'. Few people however, would answer, 'no'. These are the people, who are in my opinion blessed with a gift. A gift that determines how they view their life. These people live with 'an attitude of gratitude'. For them, the situation described could be worse. Much worse. For example, think of the man who doesn't have a bed, let alone a roof to over his head. When he is awoken from what little sleep he is able to get, it is by the rain falling on his cold body. He too stumbles to his feet and begins his journey to work in his bare feet. His work is in the field of survival. He searches though garbage cans for scraps of half-rotten food to eat and odd bits of clothes to keep him warm.
The purpose of this example is to illustrate that we all have so much to be grateful for. Even in times when it seems that nothing could be worse, there is always a reason to be grateful. And when you feel a sense of gratitude, you feel a sense of happiness and content. My challenge to you today is to learn to look for the good in every situation and live with 'an attitude of gratitude'.
I assure you, if you were the fellow searching for food in garbage cans you too could find things to be grateful for. You just have to look hard enough and 'open your eyes' to what is around you. You have to focus on what's good in your life, not what's bad.
"I once was distraught because I had no shoes, until I met a man who had no feet." - Unknown
Life works in mysterious ways. Time and time again there have been stories of people who are in a dire strait yet they are found helping others who are experiencing greater turmoil. This is because once you have helped someone in greater need than yourself, you always feel better. You feel better because you have helped another human being, and this forces you to change your mindset from focusing on your problems to focusing on their solutions.
Always focus on the solution, not the problem and live with an attitude of gratitude! Mother Teresa was a primary example of this phenomenon. Her entire life revolved around helping others in need. As a result she experienced a great deal of love and self-satisfaction in her life.
I challenge you now to take a moment to think of five things in your life that you are grateful for today. For example, your friends, your family, your job, your sense of smell, touch, sight, and sound. The list can go on and on. Imagine what your life would be like without these things. Write them down on a piece of paper and really think about the things you are grateful for. You will be amazed at how great you will feel!
F. 感恩节英语阅读理解
Thanksgiving Day is a very special day for peoplein the United States. They celebrate it on the lastThursday in November. Canadians also celebrateThanksgiving Day, but they do it on the secondMonday of October. In Britain, where this festival iscalled Harvest Festival, people celebrate it earlier inthe year, in September.
harvest is the fruit you take from the trees andthe crops you take from the ground. In NorthAmerica and Britain, harvest time for most fruit andcrops is in the autumn. In these countries and other Christian places, people give thanks toGod on a special day of the year. They thank God for the good things that have happenedring the year and for the good harvest they have had. People usually take small boxes offruit, flowers, and vegetables to their churches to show their thanks.
The first thanksgiving service (仪式) in North America took place on December 4th, 1619when 38 English people, arrived in America to make their home in the new country. They heldthis service not to thank God for the harvest, but to thank God for their safe journeys. Thenext year, many more English people arrived. They had a bad winter, but fortunately theharvest was good. they decided to celebrate it with a big meal. They shot and killed smallanimals to eat and cooked everything outside on large fires. About 90 Indians also came to themeal. Everyone ate at tables outside their houses and played games together. The festivallasted three days.
A Thanksgiving Day celebration was held every year for a long time, but not always on thesame day of the year. Then, in 1789, President George Washington named November 26th asthe Day of Thanksgiving. In 1863, President Abraham Lincoln changed the date, and said thatthe last Thursday in November should be Thanksgiving Day.
Nowadays, North Americans around the world get together with their families on this day toeat good food and have a happy time.
1. Is Thanksgiving Day celebrated on the same day in North American countries?
2. When did the first thanksgiving service take place in North America?
3. Who made the last Thursday in November Thanksgiving Day in the USA?
4. What does the word “fortunately” mean in Chinese?
5. Translate the sentence "They thank God for the good things that have happened ringthe year and for the good harvest they have had." into Chinese.
G. 一篇英语阅读理解求翻译，并回答问题（最好有分析或证据）
11 D 文章第一段中说到Susan got up early to make the tradional holiday meal.
12 B 第二段第一句说到She cut the ends off the ham.
13 A 第二段中Susan的妈妈在电话里面回答说“I don't know the answer either. My mother always did that."
14 B 第三段中说到Susan的外婆听了Susan的提问后稍微停顿了一下，然后开始大笑起来。
15 B 从最后一段作者所提的那些问题中可以总结出作者的观点。
当时正好是感恩节早上6:30。苏珊早早地起了床，因为她准备去做传统的节日餐，就像妈妈和外婆以往做的那样。
她把火腿肠的两端切掉，在顶上放了一块菠萝片，然后把烤盘放进了烤箱。当她去洗手的时候，想起了火腿上被切掉的两端。为什么？为什么要把那两端切掉呢？想了好久之后，她意识到自己没有答案。她的妈妈一直是那样做的。她拨通了妈妈的电话，说道：“妈妈，你以前为什么会把感恩火腿的两端切掉？”妈妈想了好长一段时间之后回答道：“我也不知道答案。我的妈妈一直是那样做的。你为什么不打电话给她呢？”
苏珊又打了电话给外婆，外婆接了电话，苏珊对外婆说：“外婆，我们为什么要把火腿的两端切掉呢？”有了很长一段时间的停顿后，外婆开始大笑起来，她说：“事情是这样子的，你外公和我年轻的时候，我们没有什么钱。一个邻居送了一个大火腿给我们作为礼物。我们当时只有一个烤盘，我想把火腿放进烤盘里，可是烤盘太小，放不下，所以我把火腿两端切掉，这样就可以放进去了。从那以后我就一直都是那样做的。你为什么会问这样的问题？”
让我们想一想在工作中或生活中经常做的那些事情，你为什么会用那样的方式去做那件事呢？是谁决定的呢？现在还可行吗？