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Years ago, I lived in a house in a large city. The house next door was only a few meters away from 1. . Through the window, I could often see a woman who I 2. never met doing some reading in the house every afternoon.
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After several months had gone by, I began to notice that her window was dirty. Everything was unclear through the dirty window. I would say to myself, ¡°I wonder why that woman doesn¡¯t wash her window. It really looks terrible.¡±
One bright morning I decided to clean my flat, including washing the window inside. Late in the afternoon when I finished the cleaning, I sat down by the window with a cup of coffee for a rest. What a surprise! Across the way, the woman sitting by her window was clearly visible(¿É¼ûµÄ). Her window was clean!
Then it dawned on me. I had been criticizing(ÅúÆÀ)her dirty window, but all the time I was watching hers through my own dirty window.
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C. they both worked as cleaners
D. they lived in a small town
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A. one shouldn¡¯t criticize others very often
B. one should often make his windows clean
C. one must judge himself before he judges others
D. one must look at others through his dirty windows
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