An elephant was standing and picking leaves from a tree. A small fly came, flying and buzzing near his ear. The elephant waved it away with his long ears. Then the fly came again and the elephant waved it away once more.
This happened several times. Then the elephant asked the fly, “Why are you so restless and noisy? Why can’t you just stay in one place? ”
The fly answered, “I am interested in whatever I see, hear or smell. My five senses, and everything that happens around me, pull me here and there and I cannot resist (抵抗) them. What is your secret? How can you stay so calm and still? ”
The elephant stopped eating and said, “My five senses do not rule me. I am in control of myself — my senses do not tell me what to do. This helps me stay focused on whatever I do, and so, keep my mind calm and still. Now that I am eating, I am completely enjoying eating. In this way, I can just focus on enjoying my food. ”
After hearing these words, the fly’s eyes opened wide and a smile appeared on his face. He looked at the elephant and said, “I understand! I will always be restless if I let my senses control me. On the other hand, if I try to use some self-control, my mind will become calm and I’ll be able to stay still. ”
It is said that the mind is restless and pays attention to whatever is in front of it. But if you can control what you pay attention to, you can control your mind.
1. The fly thought he moved around a lot because ________.A.he had nowhere to land |
B.he couldn’t see things clearly |
C.he was interested in everything around him |
D.his five senses couldn’t work with each other |
A.Being in control of one’s senses. |
B.Enjoying eating. |
C.Being able to find peace. |
D.Focusing on many things at the same time. |
A.The fly can resist everything that happens around him. |
B.The five senses always rule the elephant. |
C.The fly will be calm if the senses control him. |
D.The elephant can focus on what he is doing. |
A.Stay Still and Calm |
B.Focus on More Than One Thing |
C.Pay Attention to Your Feelings |
D.Take Control of Your Mind |
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【推荐1】Poet William Stafford once said that we are defined more by the detours in life than by the narrow road toward goals. I like this image. But it was quite by accident that I discovered the deep meaning of his words.
For years we made the long drive from our home in Seattle to my parents’ home in Boise in nine hours. We traveled the way most people do: the fastest, shortest easiest road, especially when I was alone with four noisy, restless kids who hate confinement and have strong opinions about everything.
Road trips felt risky, so I would drive fast, stopping only when I had to. We would stick to the freeways and arrive tired.
But then Banner, our lamb was born. He was rejected by his mama days before our planned trip to Boise. I had two choices: leave Banner with my husband, or take him with me. My husband made the decision for me.
That is how I found myself on the road with four kids, a baby lamb and nothing but my everlasting optimism to see me through. We took the country roads out of necessity. We had to stop every hour, let Banner shake out his legs and feed him. The kids chased him and one another. They’d get back in the car breathless and energized, smelling fresh from the cold air.
We explored side roads, catching grasshoppers in waist-high grass. Even if we simply looked out of the car windows at baby pigs following their mother, or fish leaping out of the water, it was better than the best ride down the freeway. Here was life. And new horizons.
We eventually arrived at my parents’ doorstep astonishingly fresh and full of stories.
Some road trips are by necessity fast and straight. But that trip with Banner opened our eyes to a world available to anyone adventurous enough to wander around and made me realize that a detour may uncover the best part of a journey—and the best part of yourself.
1. Why did the author use to take freeways to her parents’ home?A.It was less tiring. | B.It would be faster and safer. |
C.Her kids would feel less confined. | D.She felt better with other drivers nearby. |
A.relax in the fresh air | B.take a deep breath |
C.take care of the lamb | D.let the kids play with Banner |
A.Freeways are where beauty hides. |
B.Getting close to nature adds to the joy of life. |
C.Enjoying the beauty of nature benefits one’s health. |
D.One should follow side roads to watch wild animals. |
A.Charm of the Detour | B.The Road to Bravery |
C.Creativity out of Necessity | D.Road Trip and Country Life |
【推荐2】The annual marathon (马拉松) in my town occurred as scheduled. My job was to follow behind the runners in an ambulance in case any of them needed medical attention. As the athletes began to pace themselves. the front runners started to disappear. It was then that my eyes were drawn to the woman in blue running shorts and a baggy white T-shirt.
I knew we were already watching our “last runner”. Her feet were turned in yet her left knee was turned out. Her legs were so crippled and bent that it seemed impossible for her to walk, not to mention run a marathon.
The driver and I watched in silence as she slowly moved forward. We would move forward a little bit, then stop and wait for her to gain some distance. Then we' d slowly move forward a little bit more. As l watched her struggle to put one foot in front of the other, I found myself breathing for her and urging her forward. I wanted her to stop, and at the same time, I prayed that she wouldn't.
Finally she was the only runner left in sight. I sat on the edge of my seat and watched with respect and amazement as she pushed forward with strong determination through the last miles. When the finish line came into sight, the cheering crowds had long gone home. Yet standing straight and proud waited a man. He was holding one end of a ribbon tied to a post. She slowly crossed through, leaving both ends of the ribbon fluttering (飘动) behind her.
I don't know this woman's name, but that day she became a part of my life-- a part I often depend on. For her, it wasn't about beating the other runners or winning a prize. It was about finishing what she had set out to do. When I think things are too difficult or l get those “I-just-can't-do-it," I think of the last runner. Then I realize how easy the task before me really is.
1. What words can best describe the woman?A.Strong-willed and honorable. |
B.Proud and determined. |
C.Sensitive and brave. |
D.hard-working and caring. |
A.Perfect. |
B.Healthy. |
C.Disabled. |
D.Strong. |
A.Don't depend on others when facing difficulties. |
B.It's not winning but holding on straight to the end that really matters. |
C.Nothing is too hard to accomplish if one is brave enough. |
D.The disabled can also run a marathon despite their walking difficulty. |
A.A Humorous Stranger. |
B.The Last Runner. |
C.An Unforgettable Job. |
D.The Annual Marathon. |
【推荐3】In everyday life,we are often faced with important decisions — such as whether to apply for a new job or start a new course.
We make some excuses to ourselves so that we can stay in our comfort zone.
There are times when we might want to avoid a challenge for good,realistic reasons.Perhaps,deep down ,we are frightened of what other people might say and of what we might learn about ourselves.But instead of acknowledging that,we tell ourselves that now is not a good time,or that this isn’t the right opportunity.
To lead an authentic life,we need to take on new challenges that give us more opportunities to be ourselves.It is not that authentic people don’t feel the same fear;rather,they are simply more willing to face their fear.
A.In reality,it is our fear talking. |
B.The fear of failure can be too much to bear |
C.However,we don’t always see it that way. |
D.People think we can stay in our comfort zone and keep learning. |
E.Taking on such challenges is an important part of growing as a person. |
F.But the truth is that staying in our comfort zone is not necessarily comfortable. |
G.They are open to new experiences,cherishing the challenges of learning about themselves. |
【推荐1】On the outskirts of a tiny little town was a neglected (被忽视的) garden. In the garden stood an old house, and in that house lived Pippi Longstocking. She was nine years old, and she lived there all alone. She had no mother or father, which was actually quite nice, because it meant that no one could tell her that she had to go to bed just when she was having most fun. And no one could make her take cod liver oil when she would rather eat sweets.
Once upon a time Pippi did have a father whom she loved very much. And of course she once had a mother too, but that was so long ago that she couldn’t remember her at all. Her mother died when Pippi was a tiny little baby, lying in her cot and crying so terribly that no one could stand to come near. Pippi thought that her mother was now up in heaven, peering down at her daughter through a hole. Pippi would often wave to her and say, “Don’t worry! I can always look after myself!” But Pippi had not forgotten her father. He was a sea captain who sailed the great seas, and Pippi had sailed with him on his ship until one day a big storm blew him overboard and he disappeared. But Pippi was sure that one day he would come back. She didn’t believe that he had drowned (淹死). She believed that he had washed ashore on an island that was inhabited by natives and that her father had become king of them all. He walked around wearing a gold crown on his head all day long.
“My mamma is an angel, and my pappa is king of the natives. Not all children have such fine parents, let me tell you,” Pippi used to say with delight. “And as soon as my pappa builds himself a ship, he’ll come back to get me, and then I’ll be a native princess. Yippee, what fun that will be!” Many years ago her father had bought the old house that stood in the garden. He had planned to live there with Pippi when he grew old and was no longer able to sail the seas. Then, unfortunately, he was blown overboard. While Pippi was waiting for him to come back, she headed straight home to Villa Villekulla. That was what the house was called. It stood there, all furnished and ready — just waiting for her to arrive.
1. Where was Villa Villekulla?A.It was in a garden. | B.It was on the sea. |
C.It was on an island. | D.It was in the heaven. |
A.Pippi missed her parents very much. |
B.Pippi’s parents died when Pippi was a baby. |
C.Pippi was with her father when he fell into the sea. |
D.Pippi’s father became king of the natives on an island. |
A.Pippi would become a princess. |
B.Pippi’s father would come back to get her. |
C.Pippi would live happily with her father. |
D.Pippi would grow up without her parents. |
A.Naughty but clever. | B.Rich but mean. |
C.Imaginative but proud. | D.Unlucky but optimistic. |
One day Mark Twain was going to a small town because of his writing. Before he was going to leave, one of his friends said to him that there were always a lot of mosquitoes in the town and told him that he’d better not go there. Mark Twain waved his hand and said, “It doesn’t matter. The mosquitoes are no relatives of mine. I don’t think they will come to visit me.”
After he arrived at the town, Mark Twain stayed in a small hotel near the station. He went into his room, but when he was just about to have a rest, quite a few mosquitoes flew about him. The waiters felt very sorry about that. “I’m very sorry, Mr. Mark Twain. There are too many mosquitoes in our town.” One of them said to him.
Mark Twain, however, made a joke, saying to the waiter, “The mosquitoes are very clever. They know my room number. They didn’t come into the wrong room.” What he said made all the people present laugh heartily.
But that night Mark Twain slept well. Do you know why? That was because all the waiters in the hotel were driving the mosquitoes away for him during the whole night.
1. Why did Mark Twain go to the town?
A.To make a speech. |
B.To see one of his friends. |
C.To see one of his relatives. |
D.To do something for his writing. |
A.Their hotel was too small. |
B.The room was not very clean. |
C.They did something wrong to Mark Twain. |
D.There were quite a few mosquitoes in the room. |
A.Mark Twain made a joke |
B.Mark Twain gave the waiters some nice presents |
C.the mosquitoes didn’t come into the wrong room |
D.the mosquitoes knew Mark Twain’s room number |
A.Mark Twain didn’t have a good rest that night. |
B.No mosquitoes troubled Mark Twain in the night. |
C.There were not mosquitoes in the hotel any longer. |
D.The owner of the hotel looked after Mark Twain well at night. |
【推荐3】Papa, as a son of a dirt-poor farmer, left school early and went to work in a factory, for education was for the rich then. So, the world became his school. With great interest, he read everything he could lay his hands on, listened to the town elders and learned about the world beyond his tiny hometown. “There's so much to learn,” he'd say. “Though we're born stupid, only the stupid remain that way.” He was determined that none of his children would be denied an education.
Thus, Papa insisted that we learn at least one new thing each day. And dinner time seemed perfect for sharing what we had learned. We would talk about the news of the day; no matter how insignificant, it was never taken lightly. Papa would listen carefully and was ready with some comment, always to the point.
Then came the moment—the time to share the day's new learning.
Papa, at the head of the table, would push back his chair and pour a glass of red wine, ready to listen.
“Felice,” he'd say, “tell me what you learned today.” “learned that the population of Nepalis...”
Silence. Papa was thinking about what was said, as if the salvation of the world would depend upon it. “The population of Nepal. Hmm. Well...”he'd say. “Get the map; let's see where Nepal is.” And the whole family went on a search for Nepal.
This same experience was repeated until each family member had a turn. Dinner ended only after we had a clear understanding of at least half a dozen such facts.
As children, we thought very little about these educational wonders. Our family, however, was growing together, sharing experiences and participating in one another’s education. And by looking at us, listening to us, respecting our input, affirming our value; giving us a sense of dignity, Papa was unquestionably our most influential teacher.
Later during my training as a future teacher studied with some of the most famous educators. They were imparting what Papa had known all along the value of continual learning. His technique has served me well all my life. Not a single day has been wasted, though I can never tell when knowing the population, of Nepal might prove useful.
1. What do we know from the first paragraph?A.The poor could hardly afford school education. |
B.Those born stupid could not change their life. |
C.The town elders wanted to learn about the world. |
D.The author's father was born in a worker's family. |
A.enjoyed talking about news | B.knew very well about Nepal |
C.appreciated his father's educational technique | D.felt regret about those wasted days |
A.Showing talents. | B.Family get-together. |
C.Continual learning. | D.Winning Papa's approval. |
A.a wiseman willing to share his knowledge | B.a teacher strict about everything his students did |
C.an educator expert at training future teachers | D.a parent insistent on his children's education |
【推荐1】A long,long time ago,Nyame the sky god hid all the stories in a box high in the sky. No person or animal had any story to tell,so everyone was very sad.
Then one day,an old spider,Anansi,made a long web all the way to the sky. Anansi climbed the web to the sky and asked Nyame,“Can I have the stories please?I'll do anything if you give us the stories."Nyame thought for a moment.Then he answered,“Fine. First I will give you a task. Bring me three things:a snake,a leopard,and bees.Then I will give you the stories." Nyame laughed so loudly that everyone on Earth could hear him!Anansi climbed slowly back to Earth and told his wife, Aso, what had happened. She listened carefully. Then she said,"I have a plan."
Later that day,Anansi followed Aso's plan. First,he found a long stick. After that,he went near Snake's home and said loudly,“This is very long,very long indeed!"When Shake heard Anansi talking, he said,“What is so long?"Anansi answered,“I'm sorry,Snake.This stick is longer than you are. “Snake answered proudly. “It is not!I'm a very long snake! You will see that I am longer.” He moved next to the stick. Then,Anansi quickly used his web to tie Snake to the stick.
Immediately,Anansi climbed back to the sky and gave the snake to Nyange. Bur Nyame only said,“I told you to bring three things.Where are the other two?"Then Nyame laughed,“Ha ha ha!” Anansi sadly went back to Earth with no stories. He asked his wife,“How will I ever obtain a leopard?"
Again,Aso had a plan,and Anansi followed it. First,he made a hole in the ground and put sticks over it so no one could see the hole.The next day,Anansi went back to the hole and Leopard had fallen inside!Anansi used his web to quickly tie him up. He took Leopard to Nyame. Nyame looked surprised this time. He said,“You still must bring the bees!"Again,Anansi asked Aso for help. Again,he followed her plan.The next day he found a tree with bees in it. He quickly threw water on the tree and on himself. Then he said to the bees,“It is raining!Quick--get inside my gourd(葫芦). It will keep you dry.”So the bees fell for his trick and all flew into Anansi’s gourd. With a big smile,Anansi used his web to close the gourd, so the bees could not get out.
Finally,Anansi took the bees to Nyame. Nyame was not laughing anymore. Nyame kept his promise and gave Anansi all of the stories. Very carefully,Anansi carried all the stories back down to Earth. And after he told each story,he said,“Stories are for telling,not for keeping in boxes.”
1. It was Snake's ________that led him to being caught by Anansi.A.being sympathetic | B.being competitive |
C.being cooperative | D.being helpful |
A.he found that Anansi was a better story teller than he was |
B.he felt surprised that Aso helped Anansi in such a way |
C.he sensed that he would have to keep his promise |
D.he was disappointed that Anansi was not so eager for stories |
A.had a good knowledge of the animals |
B.was more anxious for stories than Anansi |
C.liked to take challenges |
D.knew where Nyame hid the stories |
A.Why stories are for telling not for hiding |
B.How Anansi gave people stories |
C.Why Snake,Leopard and Bees were tricked |
D.How Aso came up with the plans |
【推荐2】Long, long ago there were a lot of donkeys. The donkeys worked hard every day. They had no time to play or to relax, but they never felt appreciated (赏识) for the work they did.
One day two donkeys got bored. They wanted to live a comfortable life, so the donkeys went to see a wise old man. They told him their problem. The wise old man agreed that they worked too hard, and he wanted to help the donkeys. “I have an idea,” he said.
“What is your idea?” asked the donkeys.
“I will paint you and no one will know you are donkeys,” said the man.
The man went off to find some paint and he returned in just a few minutes. He had two pots of paint. One pot was filled with white paint, and the other black paint.
The old man first painted them white, and then painted black stripes (条纹) over the white paint. When he finished, the donkeys did not look like donkeys at all. “You no longer look like donkeys,” the old man said. “Everyone will be fooled. I will call you something else, Zebras (斑马).”
The zebras went to a field to eat grass. Now they did not have to work.
Soon, other donkeys saw the zebras. They asked the zebras where they came from. When the zebras told the donkeys their secret, the donkeys all rushed to see the old man.
“Please make us into zebras, too.” They pleaded (恳求). So the wise old man painted more donkeys. As he did, more and more donkeys came.
The old man could not paint fast enough. Soon the donkeys became impatient. They began to kick about, and they knocked over the paint pots.
There was no more paint. The painted donkeys ran off to become zebras. The unpainted donkeys, because of their impatience (不耐烦), had to return to work.
This is why it is important to be patient.
1. The two donkeys went to see a wise old man in order to ________A.tell him their problems. | B.ask him for help. |
C.change into zebras. | D.get some grass. |
A.Because they didn’t eat enough grass. |
B.Because they didn’t want to work. |
C.Because no one knew they were donkeys. |
D.Because they were no longer donkeys. |
A.no more paint was left. | B.all the paint was used up |
C.they couldn’t wait any longer | D.he was too tired to paint |
【推荐3】One day a red rose blossomed in a forest. A pine tree not far away said: "What a beautiful flower. I wish I could be that lovely.
The rose said: "I am the most beautiful plant in this forest."
Then the rose looked at a cactus and said: "Look at that ugly plant. It is full of thorns."
The pine tree said "Red rose, you have thorns, too." Sometimes, the rose would look at the cactus and say: "This plant is useless. How sorry I am to be his neighbor."
Summer came and the plants and animals needed water, but no rain fell. One day the rose saw birds stick their beaks into the cactus and then fly away. The rose asked what the birds were doing. The pine tree explained that the birds got water from the cactus. The pine tree told the rose: "You can also drink from it. The birds can bring water to you if you ask the cactus for help. "
The rose felt ashamed, and asked the cactus for help. The cactus kindly agreed and the birds filled their beaks with water for the rose’s roots.
So the rose learned: never judge anyone by appearance.
1. At the beginning of the story the rose thought that the cactus was .A.ugly | B.lovely | C.beautiful | D.friendly |
A.thorns | B.leaves | C.fruit | D.plant |
A.无营养的 | B.不友好的 | C.无用的 | D.有用的 |
A.The birds could get water from the pine tree. |
B.The rose got water from the cactus at last. |
C.The pine tree wanted to get water from the rose. |
D.The pine hates the rose. |
A.Plants and birds |
B.Ways of growing roses |
C.Appearance isn't everything |
D.Rose is the most beautiful flower |