1 . 阅读下面短文，在空白处填入1个适当的单词或括号内单词的正确形式。

If you’re walking through Boston     1     a rainy day, you might just see poems appear before your eyes. They are written on the sidewalk. The first poems were installed (安置) in 2013    2    (celebrate) the start of National Poetry Month, and since then many more poems     3    (add). Created using special materials, the poems are unseen during dry, sunny weather,     4     they appear like magic once raindrops start falling from the sky.

The poems were chosen by Boston’s famous poet Danielle Georges. “I wanted to choose poems that convey (传递) positive energy, like    5     (kind), joy and gratitude, ”Georges said. “All the poems     6     (fix) currently are written in English. But new ones will be added in the languages being spoken throughout Boston, including Portuguese, French and Spanish.”

“It’s a public art project     7     is meant for everyone. I think this is a     8     (wonder ) way to bring poetry to the people.     9    ( hopeful ), in the next two years everyone in Boston     10    ( come ) across a poem in their daily lives at least once or twice a month, ” Georges added.

3 . 假定你是李华，你校英文报正在举办以“My Favourite Novel”为题的英语作文比赛，请你写一篇文章投稿，内容包括：
1. 小说简介；2. 喜欢的原因。
注意：1. 词数80左右；
2. 可适当增加细节，以使行文连贯。

My Favourite Novel

____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

4 . Today, poetry and science are often considered to be mutually exclusive career paths. But that wasn’t always the case. The mathematician A da Lovelace and the physicist James Clerk Mahwah were both accomplished poets. The poet John Keats was a licensed surgeon. Combining the two practices fell out of favor in the 1800s. But translating research into lyrics, haiku, and other poetic forms is resurging (再现) among scientists as they look for alternative ways to inspire others with their findings.

“Poetry is a great tool for questioning the world,” says Sam Illingworth, a poet and a geoscientist who works at the University of Western Australia. Through workshops and a new science-poetry journal, called Consilience, Illingworth is helping scientists to translate their latest results into poems that can attract appreciation from those outside of their immediate scientific field.

Stephany Mazon, a scientist from the University of Helsinki in Finland, joined one of Illingworth’s workshops. In the workshop, she was grouped with other scientists and tasked with writing a haiku, a 17-syllable-long poem, which spotlighted water, a fluid that featured in all of the group members’ research projects. “It was a lot of fun, and surprisingly easy to write the poem,” Mazon says. She plans to continue writing. “We do a disservice (伤害) to ourselves to think that scientists can’t be artistic and that art can’t be use a to communicate scientific ideas,” Mazon says.

That viewpoint is echoed by Illingworth, who thinks science communication initiatives are too often dominated by public lectures with their hands-off PowerPoint slides. “Actually, when science communication involves writing and sharing poems, it invites a two-way dialogue between experts and nonexperts,” he says. Scientist-poet Manjula Silva, an educator at Imperial College London, agrees. Poetry provides a way to translate complex scientific concepts into a language that everyone can understand, Silva says.

Scientists and poets are both trying to understand the world and communicate that understanding with others. The distinction between scientists and poets is less than people might think. We’re all just people with hopefully really interesting things to say and to share.

What does Illingworth think of the dominant ways of science communication?

A．Conventional.

B．Effective.

C．Innovative.

D．Complex.

6 . For several days I saw little of Mr. Rochester. In the morning he seemed much occupied with business, and in the afternoon gentlemen from the neigh our hood called and sometimes stayed to dine with him. When his foot was well enough, he rode out a great deal.

During this time, all my knowledge of him was limited to occasional meetings about the house, when he would sometimes pass me coldly, and sometimes bow and smile. His changes of manner did not offend me, because I saw that I had nothing to do with the cause of them.

One evening, several days later, I was invited to talk to Mr. Rochester after dinner. He was sitting in his armchair, and looked not quite so severe, and much less gloomy. There was a smile on his lips, and his eyes were bright, probably with wine. As I was looking at him, he suddenly turned, and asked me, “do you think I’m handsome, Miss Eyre?”

The answer somehow slipped from my tongue before I realized it: “No, sir.”

“Ah, you really are unusual! You are a quiet, serious little person, but you can be almost rude.”

“Sir, I’m sorry. I should have said that beauty doesn’t matter, or something like that.”

“No, you shouldn’t! I see, you criticize my appearance, and then you stab me in the back! You have honesty and feeling. There are not many girls like you. But perhaps I go too fast. Perhaps you have awful faults to counterbalance your few good points.”

I thought to myself that he might have too. He seemed to read my mind, and said quickly, “Yes, you’re right. I have plenty of faults. I went the wrong way when I was twenty-one, and have never found the right path again. I might have been very different. I might have been as good as you, and perhaps wiser. I am not a bad man, take my word for it, but I have done wrong. It wasn’t my character, but circumstances which were to blame. Why do I tell you all this? Because you’re the sort of person people tell their problems and secrets to, because you’re sympathetic and give them hope.” It seemed he had quite a lot to talk to me. He didn’t seem to like to finish the talk quickly, as was the case for the first time.

“Don’t be afraid of me, Miss Eyre.” He continued. “You don’t relax or laugh very much, perhaps because of the effect Lowood school has had on you. But in time you will be more natural with me, and laugh, and speak freely. You’re like a bird in a cage. When you get out of the cage, you’ll fly very high. Good night.”

1. At the beginning Miss Eyre’s impressions of Mr. Rochester were all except          .

A．busy

B．sociable

C．friendly

D．changeable

2. In “...and all my knowledge him was limited to occasional meetings about the house...” the word about means         .

A．around

B．on

C．outside

D．concerning.

3. From what Mr. Rochest told Miss Eyre, we can conclude that he wanted to          .

A．tell her all his troubles	B．tell her his life experience
C．change her opinion of him	D．change his circumstances

4. At the end of the passage, Mr. Rochester sounded           .

A．rude

B．cool

C．light-hearted

D．encouraging

7 . 假定你是李华，你校交换生George给你发来邮件，说他在学习唐诗时遇到了一些困难，希望你能给他提供一些建议。请你根据以下提示给他回一封邮件，内容包括：
1. 给出建议；2. 表达祝愿。
注意：1. 词数100左右；2. 开头和结尾已给出，不计入总词数。
Dear George,
___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Best wishes,

Li Hua

9 . As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect. He was lying on his hard, as it were armor-plated, back and when he lifted his head a little he could see his dome-like brown belly divided into stiff arched segments on top of which the bed quilt could hardly keep in position and was about to slide off completely. His numerous legs, which were pitifully thin compared to the rest of his body, waved helplessly before his eyes.

“What has happened to me?” he thought. It was no dream. His room, a regular human bedroom, only rather too small, lay quiet between the four familiar white walls. Above the table on which a collection of cloth samples was unpacked and spread out—Samsa was a commercial traveler—hung the picture which he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and put into a pretty golden frame. It showed a lady. Gregor’s eyes turned next to the window, and the overcast sky—one could hear rain drops beating on the window—made him quite melancholy (忧郁的). What about sleeping a little longer and forgetting all this nonsense, he thought, but it could not be done, for he was accustomed to sleep on his right side and in his present condition he could not turn himself over. However violently he forced himself towards his right side he always rolled on to his back again. He tried it at least a hundred times, shutting his eyes to keep from seeing his struggling legs, and only stopped when he began to feel in him a faint ache he had never experienced before.

He thought: “What an exhausting job I’ve picked on! ” Traveling about day in, day out. It’s much more boring work than doing the actual business in the office, and on top of that there’s the trouble of constant traveling, of worrying about train connections, the bed and irregular meals, casual acquaintances that are always new and never become intimate friends. The devil takes it all! He felt a slight itching up on his belly; slowly pushed himself on his back nearer to the top of the bed so that he could lift his head more easily; identified the itching place which was surrounded by many small white spots the nature of which he could not understand and made to touch it with a leg, but drew the leg back immediately, for the contact made a cold shiver run through him.(to be continued)

1. What might Gregor Samsa look like when he woke up?

A．A normal commercial traveler.	B．Something ridiculous.
C．A huge insect with thick legs.	D．A lady in the gift frame.

2. What can we know about Samsa’s room?

A．It was a regular room and tidy.

B．There was so window for him to look outside his tiny room.

C．Its walls were dull and pale.

D．There was a magazine and a pretty golden frame on the table.

3. How might Samsa feel when he found his transformation?

A．Extremely frightened

B．Indifferent.

C．Relieved.

D．Unreal.

4. What can we conclude from the last paragraph?

A．Samsa felt unsatisfied about his life before.

B．Samsa would rather do actual business.

C．Samsa couldn’t identify where was itching however he tried.

D．The white spots felt cold when Samsa touched them.