1 . When I was three, I had a very good friend named Gemma. She was fearless where I was anxious, rebellious where I was conservative, and
I cannot remember when or how I “met” Gemma, and, perhaps sadder still, I do not remember the
It is thought that 40 percent of us at one time or another had imaginary friends during our
If you have enjoyed an imaginary friendship, I would guess that you did not
Having grown up, we might not need our imaginary friends anymore, but we could still use a reminder that a little bit of boredom is good for us, and that our brains can create the best ideas when they are left to their own devices. If there are fewer imaginary friends
As an adult, I think of my fearless, invisible friend Gemma whenever I have to do something that
| A．adaptable | B．generous | C．disturbing | D．skillful |
| A．benefit | B．conceal | C．ban | D．save |
| A．first | B．last | C．latest | D．previous |
| A．As if | B．As long as | C．Even though | D．Given that |
| A．convinces | B．recalls | C．reminds | D．saddens |
| A．easy | B．decreased | C．hard | D．increased |
| A．adolescence | B．adulthood | C．babyhood | D．childhood |
| A．accidentally | B．dramatically | C．naturally | D．unfortunately |
| A．secure | B．instructive | C．full | D．productive |
| A．consciously | B．invisibly | C．personally | D．realistically |
| A．boss | B．companion | C．expert | D．instructor |
| A．challenging | B．limiting | C．locating | D．populating |
| A．boredom | B．concern | C．imagination | D．limitation |
| A．defeats | B．encourages | C．inspires | D．scares |
| A．am short of | B．go against | C．go beyond | D．live up to |
2 . One summer night, a boy felt himself lifted from bed by his father. Dazed with sleep, he saw stars flashing across the heavens. “What is it?” the child whispered. “Shooting stars. They come every year in August.” Decades have passed, but I remember that night still, because I was the fortunate boy whose father believed a new experience was more important than an unbroken night’s sleep.
Some parents like my father have the gift of opening doors for their children. This art of adding dimensions to a child brings the reward: the marvelous moment when the spark bursts into a flame that will burn brightly on its own one day. At a Golf Association tournament, a ten-year-old girl played creditably. “How long have you been interested in golf?” someone asked. “I got it for my ninth birthday,” she said.“ Your father gave you a set of clubs?” “No,” she said, “he gave me golf.”
I have a friend, a psychiatrist, who says there are two types of people: those who think of life as a privilege and those who think of it as a problem. The first type is enthusiastic and energetic. The other type is suspicious and self-centered. And he adds, “Tell me about your childhood and I can tell you which type you are likely to be.”
The real purpose, then, of trying to open doors for children is to build eager and outgoing attitudes, which is the most valuable legacy we can pass on to the next generation. But why don’t we work harder at it? Probably because sometimes we don’t have the awareness or the selflessness or the energy. And yet, for those of us who care what becomes of our children, the challenge is always there but the opportunities also come repeatedly. Many years have passed since that night. And next year, when August comes with its shooting stars, my son will be seven.
1. Why does the author mention the girl in Paragraph 2?| A．To show parental impact on children’s passion. |
| B．To suggest hobbies always start from the small. |
| C．To highlight the importance of diverse experiences. |
| D．To prove true passion usually arises from the reward. |
| A．Setting an example for. | B．Broadening the horizons of. |
| C．Providing attentive care for. | D．Narrowing the possibilities of. |
| A．Stability in upbringing builds confidence. |
| B．Parenting styles requires professional guidance. |
| C．Childhood experience determines adult happiness. |
| D．One’s personality is related to childhood experiences. |
| A．The author is always addicted to shooting stars. |
| B．It is a once-in-a-lifetime chance to motivate kids. |
| C．The author will go to see shooting stars with his son. |
| D．It is impossible to unlock kids’ potential without eagerness. |
Mary frowned as she helped her mother and father set out the cooking supplies in the shiny steel kitchen. Her family had just moved here from New York, having bought a small restaurant, which was set to open in the next few days.
“Moving here was a stupid idea. I have lost all my friends in New York. What should I do now?” Mary grumbled (抱怨), mostly to herself.
“What’s that?” Her mother asked, opening a box and lifting out several pots. “Nothing,” Mary mumbled (嘟哝). The girl had been complaining about the move, but her parents had made the decision and were then too busy to listen to her complaints.
The first few days at her new school hadn’t been easy, either. She found it hard to talk to people she didn’t know, and it seemed that the students hadn’t even noticed her. Mary sighed and got back to wash dishes.
On the day of the grand opening, Mary’s parents were busy the whole day, welcoming customers into the restaurant, which was brightly decorated in gold and red. Even Mary was in a good mood as she rushed around, seating guests, handing out menus, and pouring glasses of water. This was a big day for her family.
At one of the tables sat a family with two daughters who were about Mary’s age. As she filled their glasses, Mary realized the twins were in her class. Mary ducked her head down. Her long hair covered her face, and she turned away from the table.
A few minutes later, Mary’s mother found her in the kitchen. “Honey, what are you doing back here? We need you out front with the customers.”
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2．请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。
Para. 1
“Mom, I don’t want to be out there!”
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Para. 2
Mary put a handful of cookies into a small plate and left the kitchen.
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When I was about ten years old, my brother and I received a wonderful gift — tennis rackets and balls. We had never had the opportunity to play tennis, so this was exciting. However, there was one problem — the small town we lived in did not have a tennis court.
One Sunday morning my brother said, “Hey, I’ve got an idea. Let’s take our tennis rackets and balls to the school and hit the balls against the school building.”
“Great idea! Let’s go,” I agreed, not realizing what a lesson we would learn before the experience was over.
When we got to the school ground, no one was around, so we began hitting our balls against the side of the two-story brick building.
“I’ll hit it the first time,” my brother suggested, “then you hit it the next time. We’ll hit it back and forth to each other.”
So we began taking turns hitting the ball, getting more confident with each stroke. Actually, we became pretty good at returning the ball and we were hitting the ball higher and faster each time.
Suddenly, the unthinkable happened — the ball got out of control and went crashing through one of the upstairs windows.
We looked around and no one was in sight — except there was an old man stting on a porch halfway down the block.
Quietly, I asked, “Now what should we do? Our ball is inside the school.”
“Well,” my brother responded, “no one will know whose ball it is. And no one saw us, except that old man down there. And he probably can’t see this far.”
“He probably doesn’t know who we are anyway,” I added.
“Let’s go home,” my brother suggested.
“Okay,” I agreed. “Should we tell Mom and Dad?”
“I don’t know,” my brother answered.
Then we picked up the rest of our balls and headed for home, keeping silent all the way with our heads drooping.
注意：1. 续写词数应为150左右；2. 请按如下格式作答。“What happened?” asked my mother, seeing us in low spirits.
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The following morning my brother and I went to the headmaster’s office.
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My stomach dropped as Mrs. Nelson said, “This is just a reminder that tomorrow is the Open Day!”
I hoped Mom to be free tomorrow so Dad would not have to come. What would people think of him? I put all negative thoughts aside with the determination that Mom would be able to come, and that was the end of it!
When arriving home, I walked in the kitchen and smelled fresh bread. It was one of Mom’s baking days! She greeted with her usual warmth, asking. “Well, hello there! How was your day?” “Nothing special. It was just another day,” I replied casually. Hearing this, her face showed her disappointment, but then here yes kept probing(探查) mine trying to read if I was being honest. It worked. She saw there was something on my mind. “Heidi, are you sure you have no news for me?” she continued.
I explained that tomorrow was the Open Day. And Dad was walking in the backdoor just in time to hear the news. I quickly asked Mom, “You are free, aren’t you?”
“Sorry dear, Ⅰ have made lots of arrangements for tomorrow. Maybe Dad will be willing to go.”
“Do you want me to come with you, Heidi?” Dad asked with a smile, “I would really love that!”
“Sure, Dad. That would be cool,” I said. But Dad really did not notice my lack of enthusiasm as his face brightened and he started talking about how much fun it was going to be.
I loved Dad’s optimism and enthusiasm. He had made life so exciting and adventurous for the family and I adored him for it. But would people see him the way I saw him? His thin body with practically bald(秃的) head was not exactly what my friends would consider a “cool dad”. Dad was also much older than most of my fiends’ parents. Their dads would be professional businessmen, doctors, dentists, or engineers. Dad was a draftsman(绘图员)and he worked in an office at home.
注意：
1.续写词数应为150左右；
2.请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。
Well, whether I liked it or not, the next morning came.
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When we arrived,we walked into my class.
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1. Why did the speaker’s parents say “one rotten apple could ruin a whole basket of apples”?
| A．They worried that his son was influenced by his friends. |
| B．They worried that his son may have a bad effect on his friends. |
| C．They wanted his son to keep away from his friends. |
| A．He followed his order. |
| B．He kept silent. |
| C．He refused firmly. |
| A．Parents and Grandson. | B．The Generation Gap. | C．Misunderstanding. |
Mama and I spend mornings cleaning up the dirt that blows into our house. Mama says all the dust is due to the drought(干旱). The dirt covers everything. It covers our clothes. We have to wash the dishes before each meal. We rarely drive the truck because Papa fears the dust from the road will ruin the motor.
When my sister, Faye, and I walk to school we wear scarfs over our mouths so we don’t breathe in the dirt. On days when the air is so bad that they close the school, we stay at home and help Mama put wet sheets over the windows. But the dirt always finds a way in.
Last Sunday, there was no dirt in the air, only bright spring sunshine and a clear blue sky. After lunch, Papa headed out to the field to check on the cattle while I played with Faye in the yard. The temperature suddenly dropped. I looked to the west and saw a huge black cloud of dust. All the birds flew away. “I must warn Papa,” I thought to myself. To avoid her fear, I gently told Faye to go back inside where she would be safe, and then headed off to the field.
The storm hit so fast, and in an instant the day turned into night. By the time I entered the cow field the fine sand was whipping(抽打) across my face. I screamed for Papa, hoping my voice would lead him back. The dirt and sand stung my skin like a thousand bees. Although I was terrified, I refused to turn back. My dad was trapped and needed my help.
1. Read for the main idea. (Limit your ideas to less than 20 words.)2. Write a possible ending. (Limit your ideas to around 80 words.)
Covering my face with one hand, I groped(摸索) my way toward the truck and opened the door.
When a tornado(龙卷风) touched down in a small town nearby,many families were left completed ruined. Afterward all the local newspapers carried many human-interest stories featuring some of the families who suffered the hardest.
One Sunday, a particular picture especially touched me. A young woman stood in front of an entirely shattered(破碎的) mobile home, a depressed expression on her face. A young boy, seven or eight years old, stood at her side, eyes downward. Clutching(紧握) at her skirt was a tiny girl who stared into the camera, eyes wide with confusion and fear.
The article that went with the picture gave the clothing sizes of each family member. With growing interest, I noticed that their sizes closely matched ours. This would be a good opportunity to teach my children to help those less fortunate than themselves. I stuck the picture of the young family on our refrigerator, explaining their difficulty to my seven-year-old twins, Brad and Brett, and to three-year-old Meghan.
“These poor people now have nothing,” I said. “We’ll share what we have with them. I brought three large boxes down from the room upstairs and placed them on the living room floor. Meghan watched seriously, as the boys and I filled one of the boxes with canned goods and foods.
While I sorted through our clothes, I encouraged the boys to go through their toys and donate some of their less favorite things. Meghan watched quietly as the boys piled up old toys and games.
Meghan walked up with Lucy, her worn, much-loved rag doll hugged tightly to her chest. She came to the box that held the toys, pressed her round little face into Lucy's flat, painted-on-face, gave her a final kiss, then laid her gently on top of the other toys.
“Oh, Honey,” I said.” You don’t have to give Lucy. You love her so much.”
Meghan nodded seriously, eyes filled with held-back tears. "Lucy makes me happy, Mommy. Maybe she’ll make that other little girl happy,too.”
Paragraph. 1:The boys had watched,open-mouthed,as their baby sister placed her favorite doll in the box.
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I looked my children for a long moment.
__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________9 . When I was a young boy growing up in North Dakota, my grandparents were farmers; And I remember the huge garden that my Grandma
I especially remember
Before long the garden became fully
By the time Thanksgiving dinner
| A．shared | B．controlled | C．owned | D．found |
| A．at first | B．at last | C．at most | D．at least |
| A．looked after | B．showed off | C．took over | D．brought up |
| A．watering | B．planting | C．moving | D．giving |
| A．helping | B．watching | C．making | D．spying |
| A．sold | B．saved | C．chosen | D．spotted |
| A．spring | B．summer | C．autumn | D．winter |
| A．ate | B．fried | C．cut | D．grew |
| A．hear | B．reach | C．use | D．cover |
| A．important | B．popular | C．active | D．peaceful |
| A．For example | B．Of course | C．In return | D．After all |
| A．flavour | B．harvest | C．celebration | D．ingredient |
| A．continued | B．followed | C．ended | D．arrived |
| A．right | B．ready | C．fit | D．safe |
| A．sleeping | B．changing | C．tiny | D．poor |
| A．want | B．enjoy | C．send | D．buy |
| A．garden | B．market | C．store | D．farm |
| A．difficult | B．doubtful | C．amazing | D．crazy |
| A．accept | B．understand | C．realise | D．remember |
| A．races | B．passes | C．remains | D．jumps |
10 . British historian Jacob Bronowski once wrote, “Man masters nature not by force, but by understanding.” This is especially for extreme climber Alex Honnold, who climbed California's El Capitan by himself, without any safety ropes(绳子), in 2017. The New York Times called it“one of the greatest athletic feats（功绩）of any kind, ever.”
Now you can watch him do it. The documentary Free Solo, which hit Chinese mainland cinemas on Sept 6, shows Honnold’s brave journey up the 914-meter high mountain. The film won the 2019 Academy Award for Best Documentary Feature in February. In it, Honnold gives us some useful advice:“You’ll always feel fear, but over time you’ll realize the only way to truly manage your fear is to broaden your comfort zone. It means that challenging yourself is important.”
In fact, free climbing requires perseverance, control, and concentration. “I’m not thinking about anything when I’m climbing,” Honnold said, “I’m focused on doing what’s in front of me.” This strong focus on the present is a sort of meditation (冥想) that we can use in our daily routines.
While the documentary seemingly praises extreme athletes for pushing the limits of human potential, some are concerned about Honnold risking his own life. “His deed puts great stress on his loved ones, even when he succeeds,” Climbing Magazine noted.
Free Solo seems to say that with enough courage and dedication, one can achieve any goal. However, the movie may also be viewed as the disturbing story of a climber who went against all better judgment and got away with it.
1. What do we know about Free Solo?| A．It won an Academy Award in 2017. |
| B．It was adapted from a book about mountain climbing. |
| C．It introduces famous extreme climbers around the world. |
| D．It shows how Honnold climbed El Capitan without any protection. |
| A．He practices meditation regularly. |
| B．He does different exercises to help him relax. |
| C．He keeps taking on new challenges. |
| D．He asks experienced climbers for advice. |
| A．They believe he should value his own life. |
| B．They think he will reach even greater achievements. |
| C．They think he should have done more training. |
| D．They see him as an idol. |
