GRE寫作部分將重點(diǎn)考察考生有針對性地對具體考題做出反應(yīng)的能力，而非要求考生堆砌泛泛的文字。具體說來，這些重點(diǎn)關(guān)注的能力包括：1、 清楚有效地闡明復(fù)雜觀點(diǎn)；2、 用貼切的事理和事例支撐觀點(diǎn)；3、考察/驗(yàn)證他人論點(diǎn)及其相關(guān)論證；4、支撐一個(gè)有針對性的連貫的討論；5、控制標(biāo)準(zhǔn)書面英語的各個(gè)要素。寫作部分將聯(lián)合考察邏輯推理和分析寫作兩種技能，并且將加大力度引進(jìn)那些需要考生做出有針對性的回應(yīng)的考題，降低考生依賴事前準(zhǔn)備（如背誦）的材料的可能性。
美國學(xué)者《the American Scholar》文章
A Country for Old Men
Having reached the shores of seniority himself, the author finds a surprising contentment in the eyes of his fellow retirees
接近老年 reach the shores of seniority
發(fā)現(xiàn)。。。認(rèn)為。。。find...in the eyes of ...
退休的人retirees
More and more I’ve been concluding that by middle age most people in this country have sculpted their lives so they’ll land about where they aimed to.
（在這個(gè)國家）很多人在中年的時(shí)候就已經(jīng)把自己的生命雕刻成形，所以他們很快到達(dá)自己既定的目的地。
注意本句子中by...后面主句是將來時(shí)間，完成狀態(tài)
The few who genuinely aspired to be rich or famous will probably become so for a spell, and those who wished for comfortable stability will find themselves with tradecraft competence, a web of friendships, grandchildren.
少數(shù)真正夢想發(fā)財(cái)成名的人會成功一陣子，而那些希望過著安逸穩(wěn)定生活的人就會發(fā)現(xiàn)自己子孫滿堂，（無所事事，就上網(wǎng)，于是就）具備偵探一樣的技術(shù)能力，（用這種技術(shù)能力）有一堆網(wǎng)友。括號內(nèi)的增添內(nèi)容，是我根據(jù)原文增補(bǔ)的，這樣似乎更容易理解。
The pleasures of versatility are their own reward for “well-rounded” folk, much like committing a couple of decades to the responsibilities of raising kids.
花上幾十年養(yǎng)兒育女
versatility 靈活多樣
well-rounded folk 多樣的民族
You acquire traction and smile lines, with perhaps a well-grooved marital banter.
這個(gè)句子的翻譯我沒有譜。不好理解well-grooved marital banter是什么意思，不熟悉語言的文化場景）
Two by two, Noah’s Ark is said to have been boarded—pairings being the easiest equation for many of us to handle, after all.
And in an era of chaotic governance and commonplace mendacity and meltdown, the ambition to excel seems a bit stunted. Hoe your own row is more the message than grabbing for a brass ring, though self-expression_r can become as crosswise as the old children’s game of pick-up sticks. While the country splits, compounding its fractures left to right, we accommodate ourselves to zany loads of debt, outlandish overcrowding—trading trains for planes, for example, till both are drastically less fun and the roads alternatively an anthill, as blue-collar as well as white-collar families look for a hideaway, a second home.
In pick-up sticks the player plucks colored sticks singly from a pile of 40 dropped helter-skelter on the table, down to the last, but without ever displacing any he isn’t immediately after; if he does, the other player takes over, himself attempting to score. It resembles negotiating traffic, or the ballet of the sidewalk, threading throngs. Pedestrians finesse potential collisions by swinging slightly sideways, smiling distantly, parting the phalanx by body-language adjustments. There’s nature; and then for phenomena like crowds, our second nature.
Homey imperatives such as steering kids through school, wage haggling, and good-neighborliness keep us from obsessing about what may be unraveling elsewhere: that plus our widened sense of travel—Florida, Calabria, Patagonia, Indonesia. There can be a knockabout anomie to shuttling around, and the density of our egos remains a problem, the clamoring holler to build McMansions. People wished to flaunt their first million, nibbling holes in any town, and our tribalism historically has wanted the other guy clamped underneath a heel, not just to stay in his own valley. Though tribalism lies in shards in this global epoch, the shards are still sharp, when you consider that nearly 3,000 New Yorkers, dying in an act of war earlier in this decade, received a thousand times as much attention as the five million or so killed in Congo’s wars.
A cross-stitch of mercenary and sexual greed has marked the opening of the new century, plus a flight toward cyber-reality, which is to say the notion that I think, therefore I am. Such an idea has seemed absurd to me since I was in college, taking a first philosophy course but spending part of each day outdoors, where the seethe of life still swamped merely thinking about it. It continues to, or every library or movie or chatroom screen. We are dragging our anchors, whatever they happen to be—landscape or literary, folklore or ethical. Dick Tracy, Natalie Wood, and Babe Ruth morph into Sweeney Todd, Britney Spears, and Barry Bonds. The new fluidity, air-conditioned, unhinged from nature, cracks open opportunities for entrepreneurial idealism as well as greed, perhaps, in response to rolling famines, flood zones, mud zones, and the scalped forests and subsiding aquifers. Youngish activism rather than rootless self-exploration. The dwindling contexts that we operate in—whether it’s water tables, tree cover, religious deference, historical reference, family continuity—makes for a kind of Queen of Hearts croquet, where the wickets, balls, and mallets all dash around in goofy, friendly-fire exchange. When Biology eventually has her say it may no longer simply be something, like cancer, we fight against; there may be hell to pay; the gamble is how much we can destroy without triggering an abyss of consequences. Extinctions—do they matter more than aesthetically? A warming climate? We truly don’t know what’s about to become the bottom line of that. And will the damage remain as constrained as along an avalanche track, or be multiplex? You might as well ask Thomas Jefferson or Johnny Appleseed, outdoorsmen both. If they thereupon sniffed the wind and looked for birds—What happened? Is no space left?—and you showed them instead the marvels inside a digital box, would they feel reassured that democracy had worked? 感謝您閱讀《老年人口比例增加對社會的影響 》一文，出國留學(xué)網(wǎng)(liuxue86.com)編輯部希望本文能幫助到您。
美國學(xué)者《the American Scholar》文章
A Country for Old Men
Having reached the shores of seniority himself, the author finds a surprising contentment in the eyes of his fellow retirees
接近老年 reach the shores of seniority
發(fā)現(xiàn)。。。認(rèn)為。。。find...in the eyes of ...
退休的人retirees
More and more I’ve been concluding that by middle age most people in this country have sculpted their lives so they’ll land about where they aimed to.
（在這個(gè)國家）很多人在中年的時(shí)候就已經(jīng)把自己的生命雕刻成形，所以他們很快到達(dá)自己既定的目的地。
注意本句子中by...后面主句是將來時(shí)間，完成狀態(tài)
The few who genuinely aspired to be rich or famous will probably become so for a spell, and those who wished for comfortable stability will find themselves with tradecraft competence, a web of friendships, grandchildren.
少數(shù)真正夢想發(fā)財(cái)成名的人會成功一陣子，而那些希望過著安逸穩(wěn)定生活的人就會發(fā)現(xiàn)自己子孫滿堂，（無所事事，就上網(wǎng)，于是就）具備偵探一樣的技術(shù)能力，（用這種技術(shù)能力）有一堆網(wǎng)友。括號內(nèi)的增添內(nèi)容，是我根據(jù)原文增補(bǔ)的，這樣似乎更容易理解。
The pleasures of versatility are their own reward for “well-rounded” folk, much like committing a couple of decades to the responsibilities of raising kids.
花上幾十年養(yǎng)兒育女
versatility 靈活多樣
well-rounded folk 多樣的民族
You acquire traction and smile lines, with perhaps a well-grooved marital banter.
這個(gè)句子的翻譯我沒有譜。不好理解well-grooved marital banter是什么意思，不熟悉語言的文化場景）
Two by two, Noah’s Ark is said to have been boarded—pairings being the easiest equation for many of us to handle, after all.
And in an era of chaotic governance and commonplace mendacity and meltdown, the ambition to excel seems a bit stunted. Hoe your own row is more the message than grabbing for a brass ring, though self-expression_r can become as crosswise as the old children’s game of pick-up sticks. While the country splits, compounding its fractures left to right, we accommodate ourselves to zany loads of debt, outlandish overcrowding—trading trains for planes, for example, till both are drastically less fun and the roads alternatively an anthill, as blue-collar as well as white-collar families look for a hideaway, a second home.
In pick-up sticks the player plucks colored sticks singly from a pile of 40 dropped helter-skelter on the table, down to the last, but without ever displacing any he isn’t immediately after; if he does, the other player takes over, himself attempting to score. It resembles negotiating traffic, or the ballet of the sidewalk, threading throngs. Pedestrians finesse potential collisions by swinging slightly sideways, smiling distantly, parting the phalanx by body-language adjustments. There’s nature; and then for phenomena like crowds, our second nature.
Homey imperatives such as steering kids through school, wage haggling, and good-neighborliness keep us from obsessing about what may be unraveling elsewhere: that plus our widened sense of travel—Florida, Calabria, Patagonia, Indonesia. There can be a knockabout anomie to shuttling around, and the density of our egos remains a problem, the clamoring holler to build McMansions. People wished to flaunt their first million, nibbling holes in any town, and our tribalism historically has wanted the other guy clamped underneath a heel, not just to stay in his own valley. Though tribalism lies in shards in this global epoch, the shards are still sharp, when you consider that nearly 3,000 New Yorkers, dying in an act of war earlier in this decade, received a thousand times as much attention as the five million or so killed in Congo’s wars.
A cross-stitch of mercenary and sexual greed has marked the opening of the new century, plus a flight toward cyber-reality, which is to say the notion that I think, therefore I am. Such an idea has seemed absurd to me since I was in college, taking a first philosophy course but spending part of each day outdoors, where the seethe of life still swamped merely thinking about it. It continues to, or every library or movie or chatroom screen. We are dragging our anchors, whatever they happen to be—landscape or literary, folklore or ethical. Dick Tracy, Natalie Wood, and Babe Ruth morph into Sweeney Todd, Britney Spears, and Barry Bonds. The new fluidity, air-conditioned, unhinged from nature, cracks open opportunities for entrepreneurial idealism as well as greed, perhaps, in response to rolling famines, flood zones, mud zones, and the scalped forests and subsiding aquifers. Youngish activism rather than rootless self-exploration. The dwindling contexts that we operate in—whether it’s water tables, tree cover, religious deference, historical reference, family continuity—makes for a kind of Queen of Hearts croquet, where the wickets, balls, and mallets all dash around in goofy, friendly-fire exchange. When Biology eventually has her say it may no longer simply be something, like cancer, we fight against; there may be hell to pay; the gamble is how much we can destroy without triggering an abyss of consequences. Extinctions—do they matter more than aesthetically? A warming climate? We truly don’t know what’s about to become the bottom line of that. And will the damage remain as constrained as along an avalanche track, or be multiplex? You might as well ask Thomas Jefferson or Johnny Appleseed, outdoorsmen both. If they thereupon sniffed the wind and looked for birds—What happened? Is no space left?—and you showed them instead the marvels inside a digital box, would they feel reassured that democracy had worked? 感謝您閱讀《老年人口比例增加對社會的影響 》一文，出國留學(xué)網(wǎng)(liuxue86.com)編輯部希望本文能幫助到您。