长沙哪里有专业的雅思培训学校
长沙哪里有专业的雅思培训机构介绍
长沙哪里有专业的雅思培训是新航道国际教育集团旗下直属一级分校，于08年进驻星城，并迅速扩展，截至2012年12月，长沙哪里有专业的雅思培训已拥有平和堂校区、河西校区、侯家塘校区等三大校区。长沙哪里有专业的雅思培训以雅思培训、托福培训、SAT培训、AP培训、外教口语培训、剑桥青少培训、派乐多幼少儿英语培训、个性化定制VIP英语培训等 八大培训项目，构建了多层面全方位的英语培训与服务体系，引领星城英语培训业全面升级。入驻长沙的6年里，新航道以优秀的教师团队、高超的教学水准、力求 完美的服务水平，帮助了数万名学生提升英语技能并实现了出国梦想，为此学校多次获得“长沙较受学生欢迎外语学校”“长沙市较佳外语培训品牌”等称号。
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【新航道雅思课程特点】
结合雅思考试知识点，提升听说读写各项的英语能力，积累词汇，为后期雅思课程学习夯实基础
【新航道雅思课程学费】
12800.00元（学费中不包含教材费）
【新航道雅思课程内容】
雅思听说、雅思读写、雅思词汇、辅导
【新航道雅思课程用书】
雅思第7代课程基础系列
【新航道雅思上课时间】
平时班：每周一至周五8:20-12:30或13:50-18:00；周末班：每周六日8:20-15:50或13:50-18:00；周日班：每周日8:20-15:50或13:50-18:00；寒暑假班：每天8:20-12:30或13:50-18:00（上5天休息一天）
长沙哪里有专业的雅思培训雅思基础VIP8人班
【新航道雅思课程特点】
根据雅思听说读写四项考试题型进行知识点详解，并结合题型练习巩固知识点的掌握与运用，帮助学员冲刺雅思5.5-6分成绩
【新航道雅思课程学费】
12800.00元（学费中不包含教材费）
【新航道雅思课程内容】
雅思基础听力、雅思基础阅读、雅思基础口语、雅思基础写作、雅思基础词汇、辅导
【新航道雅思课程用书】
新航道内部讲义、新航道雅思系列
【新航道雅思上课时间】
平时班：每周一至周五8:20-12:30
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【新航道雅思课程特点】
针对雅思听说读写各项考察题型及知识点进行精讲精炼，结合考试真题解读各项考试技巧，帮助学员冲刺雅思6-6.5分成绩
【新航道雅思课程学费】
5680.00元（学费中不包含教材费）
【新航道雅思课程内容】
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【新航道雅思课程用书】
雅思第七代系列、雅思777词汇系列、剑桥雅思系列、雅思9分达人系列
【新航道雅思上课时间】
平时班：每周一至周五8:20-15:50；周末班：每周六日8:20-15:50；寒暑假班：每天8:20-15:50（上5天休息1天）
长沙哪里有专业的雅思培训雅思6分突破班
【新航道雅思课程特点】
结合雅思考试真题解读听说读写各项考试技巧，帮助学员冲刺雅思6-6.5分成绩
【新航道雅思课程学费】
2980.00元（学费中不包含教材费）
【新航道雅思课程内容】
雅思听力、雅思写作、雅思口语、雅思阅读
【新航道雅思课程用书】
剑桥雅思系列、雅思9分达人系列
【新航道雅思上课时间】
平时班：每周一至周五8:20-15:50；周末班：每周六日8:20-15:50；寒暑假班：每天8:20-15:50（上5天休息1天）
长沙哪里有专业的雅思培训雅思6.5分精品班
【新航道雅思课程特点】
解析雅思听说读写各项解题方法，提升解题准确率，结合新航道雅思预测，帮助学员冲刺雅思6.5-7分成绩
【新航道雅思课程学费】
3680.00元（学费中不包含教材费）
【新航道雅思课程内容】
雅思听力、雅思阅读、雅思口语、雅思写作
【新航道雅思课程用书】
剑桥雅思系列、雅思9分达人系列
【新航道雅思上课时间】
平时班：每周一至周五8:20-15:50；周末班：每周六日8:20-15:50；寒暑假班：每天8:20-15:50（上6天休息1天）
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长沙哪里有专业的雅思培训雅思英语优势
雅思考试，一个陪伴着烤鸭度过了很多个夜晚的考试。为了能够拿到自己梦中**的offer大家奋力的与雅思的分数作斗争，盯着日益上涨的价格，抢占难抢的考位，甚至有的同学把雅思当做是留学路上的拦路虎。
但其实，雅思考试除了能够帮助大家顺利申请offer，也有其它很多重要的意义。
提高英语水平，提前适应语言环境
备考雅思的第 一个好处自然就是提高烤鸭自身的英语水平，国内大学四六级英语虽然能够检测考生的英语水平，却不一定适用于国外的生活。和国内大学的四六级考试相比，雅思更注重了英语语言的实际运用能力，而不是死学英语。
雅思考生，能够体现出一个烤鸭全方面的英语水平，与国外的生活学习水平更加契合。从雅思听力考题上我们就可以看出来，许多的听力场景都是还原国外的生活场景，如果**了雅思的考试，就意味着大家在之后的学习生活中能够更加的适应。
并且，在学习雅思的过程中也能够综合的提高听说读写四项英语技能，特别是锻炼大家的英文交流，提升口语对话能力。
获得国家认可，增加工作机会
根据USNEWS榜单显示，在美国申请人数**多的20所大学，其中包括了常青藤**，除了托福以外，已经全部都认可了雅思成绩。除了美国欧洲国家也都广泛认可雅思。如果想要留学，参加雅思考试这项语言水平测试，是一定不会有错的。
除了学习之外，雅思考试也对工作机会起到了重要作用。近年来不断有欧美国家进驻中国市场，英语水平自然就成为了外企雇员的标准。如果应聘者在参加了雅思考试之后去外企面试，也会为自身的经验和语言能力添加筹码，一方面它证明了你的英语能力，给你带来更多展示自己的机会，另一方面工作中也不乏外派和交流的机会，有着受广泛认可的雅思成绩在手，将更加被录用的机会。
出境访问，交流，移民优势
烤鸭们都知道除了大家考的A类学术类的雅思考试之外，雅思还有一个G类的移民考试。自去年开始，不少移民国家也对雅思分数的要求放宽了许多，而在澳大利亚，加拿大等国家雅思考试已经成为了移民语言考试的主流，可见移民国家对雅思的重视程度和认可度。
长沙哪里有专业的雅思培训英语读物
The next day the rain poured down in torrents again, and when Mary looked out of her window the moor was almost hidden by gray mist and cloud. There could be no going out today.
"What do you do in your cottage when it rains like this?" she asked Martha.
"Try to keep from under each other's feet mostly," Martha answered. "Eh! there does seem a lot of us then. Mother's a good-tempered woman but she gets fair moithered. The biggest ones goes out in th' cow-shed and plays there. Dickon he doesn't mind th' wet. He goes out just th' same as if th' sun was shinin'. He says he sees things on rainy days as doesn't show when it's fair weather. He once found a little fox cub half drowned in its hole and he brought it home in th' bosom of his shirt to keep it warm. Its mother had been killed nearby an' th' hole was swum out an' th' rest o' th' litter was dead. He's got it at home now. He found a half-drowned young crow another time an' he brought it home, too, an' tamed it. It's named Soot because it's so black, an' it hops an' flies about with him everywhere."
The time had come when Mary had forgotten to resent Martha's familiar talk. She had even begun to find it interesting and to be sorry when she stopped or went away. The stories she had been told by her Ayah when she lived in India had been quite unlike those Martha had to tell about the moorland cottage which held fourteen people who lived in four little rooms and never had quite enough to eat. The children seemed to tumble about and amuse themselves like a litter of rough, good-natured collie puppies. Mary was most attracted by the mother and Dickon. When Martha told stories of what "mother" said or did they always sounded comfortable.
"If I had a raven or a fox cub I could play with it," said Mary. "But I have nothing."
Martha looked perplexed.
"Can tha' knit?" she asked.
"No," answered Mary.
"Can tha'sew?"
"No."
"Can tha' read?"
"Yes."
"Then why doesn't tha, read somethin', or learn a bit o' spellin'? Tha'st old enough to be learnin' thy book a good bit now."
"I haven't any books," said Mary. "Those I had were left in India."
"That's a pity," said Martha. "If Mrs. Medlock'd let thee go into th' library, there's thousands o' books there."
Mary did not ask where the library was, because she was suddenly inspired by a new idea. She made up her mind to go and find it herself. She was not troubled about Mrs. Medlock. Mrs. Medlock seemed always to be in her comfortable housekeeper's sitting-room downstairs. In this queer place one scarcely ever saw any one at all. In fact, there was no one to see but the servants, and when their master was away they lived a luxurious life below stairs, where there was a huge kitchen hung about with shining brass and pewter, and a large servants' hall where there were four or five abundant meals eaten every day, and where a great deal of lively romping went on when Mrs. Medlock was out of the way.
Mary's meals were served regularly, and Martha waited on her, but no one troubled themselves about her in the least. Mrs. Medlock came and looked at her every day or two, but no one inquired what she did or told her what to do. She supposed that perhaps this was the English way of treating children. In India she had always been attended by her Ayah, who had followed her about and waited on her, hand and foot. She had often been tired of her company. Now she was followed by nobody and was learning to dress herself because Martha looked as though she thought she was silly and stupid when she wanted to have things handed to her and put on.
"Hasn't tha' got good sense?" she said once, when Mary had stood waiting for her to put on her gloves for her. "Our Susan Ann is twice as sharp as thee an' she's only four year' old. Sometimes tha' looks fair soft in th' head."
Mary had worn her contrary scowl for an hour after that, but it made her think several entirely new things.
She stood at the window for about ten minutes this morning after Martha had swept up the hearth for the last time and gone downstairs. She was thinking over the new idea which had come to her when she heard of the library. She did not care very much about the library itself, because she had read very few books; but to hear of it brought back to her mind the hundred rooms with closed doors. She wondered if they were all really locked and what she would find if she could get into any of them. Were there a hundred really? Why shouldn't she go and see how many doors she could count? It would be something to do on this morning when she could not go out. She had never been taught to ask permission to do things, and she knew nothing at all about authority, so she would not have thought it necessary to ask Mrs. Medlock if she might walk about the house, even if she had seen her.
She opened the door of the room and went into the corridor, and then she began her wanderings. It was a long corridor and it branched into other corridors and it led her up short flights of steps which mounted to others again. There were doors and doors, and there were pictures on the walls. Sometimes they were pictures of dark, curious landscapes, but oftenest they were portraits of men and women in queer, grand costumes made of satin and velvet. She found herself in one long gallery whose walls were covered with these portraits. She had never thought there could be so many in any house. She walked slowly down this place and stared at the faces which also seemed to stare at her. She felt as if they were wondering what a little girl from India was doing in their house.
Some were pictures of children--little girls in thick satin frocks which reached to their feet and stood out about them, and boys with puffed sleeves and lace collars and long hair, or with big ruffs around their necks. She always stopped to look at the children, and wonder what their names were, and where they had gone, and why they wore such odd clothes. There was a stiff, plain little girl rather like herself. She wore a green brocade dress and held a green parrot on her finger. Her eyes had a sharp, curious look.
"Where do you live now?" said Mary aloud to her. "I wish you were here."
Surely no other little girl ever spent such a queer morning. It seemed as if there was no one in all the huge rambling house but her own small self, wandering about upstairs and down, through narrow passages and wide ones, where it seemed to her that no one but herself had ever walked. Since so many rooms had been built, people must have lived in them, but it all seemed so empty that she could not quite believe it true.
It was not until she climbed to the second floor that she thought of turning the handle of a door. All the doors were shut, as Mrs. Medlock had said they were, but at last she put her hand on the handle of one of them and turned it. She was almost frightened for a moment when she felt that it turned without difficulty and that when she pushed upon the door itself it slowly and heavily opened. It was a massive door and opened into a big bedroom. There were embroidered hangings on the wall, and inlaid furniture such as she had seen in India stood about the room. A broad window with leaded panes looked out upon the moor; and over the mantel was another portrait of the stiff, plain little girl who seemed to stare at her more curiously than ever.
"Perhaps she slept here once," said Mary. "She stares at me so that she makes me feel queer."
After that she opened more doors and more. She saw so many rooms that she became quite tired and began to think that there must be a hundred, though she had not counted them. In all of them there were old pictures or old tapestries with strange scenes worked on them. There were curious pieces of furniture and curious ornaments in nearly all of them.
In one room, which looked like a lady's sitting-room, the hangings were all embroidered velvet, and in a cabinet were about a hundred little elephants made of ivory. They were of different sizes, and some had their mahouts or palanquins on their backs. Some were much bigger than the others and some were so tiny that they seemed only babies. Mary had seen carved ivory in India and she knew all about elephants. She opened the door of the cabinet and stood on a footstool and played with these for quite a long time. When she got tired she set the elephants in order and shut the door of the cabinet.
In all her wanderings through the long corridors and the empty rooms, she had seen nothing alive; but in this room she saw something. Just after she had closed the cabinet door she heard a tiny rustling sound. It made her jump and look around at the sofa by the fireplace, from which it seemed to come. In the corner of the sofa there was a cushion, and in the velvet which covered it there was a hole, and out of the hole peeped a tiny head with a pair of frightened eyes in it.
Mary crept softly across the room to look. The bright eyes belonged to a little gray mouse, and the mouse had eaten a hole into the cushion and made a comfortable nest there. Six baby mice were cuddled up asleep near her. If there was no one else alive in the hundred rooms there were seven mice who did not look lonely at all.
"If they wouldn't be so frightened I would take them back with me," said Mary.
She had wandered about long enough to feel too tired to wander any farther, and she turned back. Two or three times she lost her way by turning down the wrong corridor and was obliged to ramble up and down until she found the right one; but at last she reached her own floor again, though she was some distance from her own room and did not know exactly where she was.
"I believe I have taken a wrong turning again," she said, standing still at what seemed the end of a short passage with tapestry on the wall. "I don't know which way to go. How still everything is!"
It was while she was standing here and just after she had said this that the stillness was broken by a sound. It was another cry, but not quite like the one she had heard last night; it was only a short one, a fretful childish whine muffled by passing through walls.
"It's nearer than it was," said Mary, her heart beating rather faster. "And it is crying."
She put her hand accidentally upon the tapestry near her, and then sprang back, feeling quite startled. The tapestry was the covering of a door which fell open and showed her that there was another part of the corridor behind it, and Mrs. Medlock was coming up it with her bunch of keys in her hand and a very cross look on her face.
"What are you doing here?" she said, and she took Mary by the arm and pulled her away. "What did I tell you?"
"I turned round the wrong corner," explained Mary. "I didn't know which way to go and I heard some one crying." She quite hated Mrs. Medlock at the moment, but she hated her more the next.
"You didn't hear anything of the sort," said the housekeeper. "You come along back to your own nursery or I'll box your ears."
And she took her by the arm and half pushed, half pulled her up one passage and down another until she pushed her in at the door of her own room.
"Now," she said, "you stay where you're told to stay or you'll find yourself locked up. The master had better get you a governess, same as he said he would. You're one that needs some one to look sharp after you. I've got enough to do."
She went out of the room and slammed the door after her, and Mary went and sat on the hearth-rug, pale with rage. She did not cry, but ground her teeth.
"There was some one crying--there was--there was!" she said to herself.
She had heard it twice now, and sometime she would find out. She had found out a great deal this morning. She felt as if she had been on a long journey, and at any rate she had had something to amuse her all the time, and she had played with the ivory elephants and had seen the gray mouse and its babies in their nest in the velvet cushion.
长沙哪里有专业的雅思培训地址
新航标教育(芙蓉中路)
地址：湖南省长沙市开福区芙蓉中路1段458平安大厦12层
北京新航标教育(长沙分校)
地址：湖南省长沙市天心区五一大道717五一新干线1308室
新航道(看云路)
地址：湖南省长沙市岳麓区枫林三路748号附近