1 . It was the middle of winter some 30 years ago. I was a young father and
That day work was tougher than usual. The machines kept
I tried to put
A.helped | B.raised | C.taught | D.accompanied |
A.allow | B.train | C.remind | D.motivate |
A.normal | B.low | C.average | D.minimum |
A.ache | B.shake | C.bleed | D.recover |
A.ultimately | B.successfully | C.anxiously | D.instantly |
A.making noises | B.breaking down | C.moving ahead | D.freezing over |
A.cured | B.covered | C.inspected | D.cleaned |
A.regularly | B.mentally | C.little | D.that |
A.challenging | B.busy | C.different | D.lonely |
A.tears | B.sweat | C.blood | D.smiles |
A.naturally | B.suddenly | C.clearly | D.immediately |
A.released | B.folded | C.wrapped | D.stretched |
A.escape | B.continue | C.rest | D.survive |
A.slowly | B.carefully | C.purposely | D.tightly |
A.dream | B.love | C.confidence | D.ambition |
We had four children, never intending to adopt a child, but a call came through that morning. A home was needed for a girl immediately. The whole family prepared to greet her. The kids helped with the cleaning. That afternoon, Trudy arrived with a social worker, Mrs Kline. I’d never forget the frightened look in her eyes. I stepped forward, saying, “Welcome to our home, Trudy.” Her eyes looked back and forth like a creature looking for a way out. This had been her fifth foster home. No wonder she was afraid. For the first two weeks, Trudy was still shy. Mrs Kline had told us her history, but I never mentioned the terrible things that had happened to her. She also got along well with all my four children.
One day, when Trudy had been with us for about a month, I took my eldest daughter, Joanne shopping for a new winter coat, and Trudy went too. Joanne was trying on a green jacket. It was expensive, but she begged, promising to do extra chores for the jacket.
Trudy picked out a jacket she liked and was looking into the mirror for long. As I watched her, I realized it wasn’t the same girl that had entered our home about a month ago. She held her head higher. Putting the jacket back on the rack, she rejoined Joanne.
“The jacket looks so nice on you,” Trudy said. “Can I borrow it sometime?” she said. I hadn’t seen her face so bright before. While they were busy, I asked the salesperson to wrap up the jacket Trudy had tried on. “Please don’t let her see it — it’s a surprise,” I explained. For the next few minutes, I kept Trudy busy while the salesperson was wrapping it. We bought the coat Joanne loved and I managed to bring the parcels to the car without being noticed.
On arriving home, Joanne proudly modelled her new coat for Trudy again. I asked Trudy to go out to the car and bring in the other parcel.
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I asked Trudy to open the parcel for me.
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I took Trudy’s face in my hands, and asked, “Isn’t this the jacket you were trying on?”
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1. What does Mr Miller invite people to do?
A.Taste organic food. |
B.Go sightseeing. |
C.Experience farming. |
A.75. | B.214. | C.289. |
A.Impractical. | B.Profitable. | C.Annoying. |
Jonathan’s mother died when he was very young and his father brought him up. Both of them shared a very special relationship. Football was not just a game for Jonathan; it was a bond between him and his father. Every match, regardless of whether he played or not, his father would be there, a constant source of firm support.
Though his size prevented him from joining the main team, Jonathan’s determination burned brighter than ever. With each practice, he improved his skills, fueled by the belief that someday his perseverance would pay off. Despite the doubts cast upon him, he pushed forward, never allowing anything to make his passion disappear.
One day, as the sun cast long shadows on the field, the coach approached Jonathan with a telegram (电报) in hand. The weight of the message pressed heavily on the young man’s heart as he read the words that forever changed his world. He swallowed hard and his voice shook as he turned to the coach.
“My father... he died this morning,” Jonathan uttered, his voice filled with sorrow. His body trembled with the weight of his sadness, threatening to consume him. Tears flooded his eyes, rolling down his cheeks.
The coach, understanding Jonathan’s loss, enveloped him in a comforting embrace. The warmth of his arm around Jonathan’s shoulder provided a temporary comfort. Softly, the coach spoke words of relief and understanding, giving Jonathan the time and space he needed to process his overwhelming sorrow.
“Take the rest of the week off, son,” the coach said gently, his voice filled with sympathy. “And don’t even plan to come to the game on Saturday. Your well-being matters more than anything.”
On the day of the game, Jonathan’s college team was losing badly to the opponent team. The coach and the players had all lost hope when they saw Jonathan coming towards them. Jonathan ran up to the coach and begged him to allow him to play this match.
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At first, the coach wouldn’t allow him to play.
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After the match, the coach found Jonathan in the corner of the locker room.
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Willie’s 11th birthday was coming. His aunt sent him a birthday present—a small nice notebook. There was a place in it for a pencil. Willie valued it a lot and always kept it in his pocket. When he found something interesting, he would write it down in the book.
One afternoon, after Willie came back from school, he called his best friend, Caper, a well-trained shepherd dog and said, “Come, Caper! Let’s go out and have fun.” They went to the pasture field (牧场) to catch the butterflies and there they found a shaft (通风井), which seemed to be deserted for a long time. Willie sat down on the edge of the shaft, bending over to see how deep it was. Suddenly, he lost his balance and fell in. “Help! Help!” Willie called desperately. But no response at all. He was so far away from the house. He made several attempts to climb up the shaft but again he failed! Now Willie was exhausted and frustrated. When Caper saw his master falling into the shaft, the little good companion ran round and round, reaching down and trying to pull him out. Unfortunately, a piece of rock gave way under his feet, and he fell in the shaft too!
It was getting dark. When Willie’s mother, Mrs. Lee came back from work and found there was no one at home, she was anxious and worried. Without any clue at home, she decided to look for Willie outside. She went to all the trees under which Willie was in the habit of playing, but he was nowhere to be found. By this time, the sun had gone down. A feeling of panic took hold of Mrs. Lee. She comforted herself that Willie might have come back. She rushed back, hoping to find her son at home.
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She found Caper sitting in front of the door, with a notebook in his mouth.
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________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________6 . I’m not a barber but I cut my 5-year-old son’s hair. Normally, it would be
Anyway, I began a haircut
I tried my best to calm him down and it was somewhat
All things come to those who
A.urgent | B.challenging | C.meaningless | D.reachable |
A.outline | B.account | C.timetable | D.adventure |
A.indoors | B.close | C.still | D.alone |
A.continued | B.managed | C.failed | D.attempted |
A.renew | B.stop | C.complain | D.laugh |
A.appealing | B.attractive | C.demanding | D.decisive |
A.wish | B.career | C.fortune | D.difference |
A.disturbing | B.risky | C.successful | D.flexible |
A.phenomenon | B.reason | C.concept | D.association |
A.willing | B.afraid | C.free | D.unable |
A.degree | B.brand | C.prize | D.knowledge |
A.ambitious | B.hardworking | C.independent | D.patient |
A.share | B.wait | C.pursue | D.care |
A.interrupt | B.offend | C.worry | D.rush |
A.come out | B.pull over | C.put off | D.stand by |
7 . When my father died, one of the tasks that fell to me was to sort through and decide which objects to save and which to throw away. Now I look at the objects of my life as if I were dead, wondering, what will my children do with the human skull that sits on the bookcase? They’ve been wanting to throw it out for some years, but will they know how much can be learned from living with a skull? And I know they will throw the white plastic head of a horse on my desk into a rubbish bag without a thought, never knowing that it is the only piece remaining from the first chess set I owned. It is me at age twelve.
But the final decisions are left to those who know us least — our children. I was the closest to my father and knew him well; however, only when I was going through his study did I learn he had collected picture postcards of hotels. What was I to do with all the objects that had been him? The sad part of me wanted to put everything in my car and take it home. The rational won, however, and I filled rubbish bags with old newspapers, magazines, apologizing to his spirit as I did. I could not throw out the thousands of pictures he had taken on his travels. I brought the pictures home, though I will never look at them. I brought twelve boxes of my father home.
I look at the objects that are my life and the only way my children can satisfy me is by not touching a thing. But they must if I am to go on with my death. And I wonder how many boxes of me will my children keep? I look at these objects that are me and know, too, that they are symbols of how alone I and each of us is, for no one knows what any object means except he or she who owns it. Every object of our lives is a memory, and emotion surrounds around it, hiding and protecting a tiny truth of the heart. Only I have the memories of when and how each one was obtained; I look at the objects that are me, and the memories are warm and permeated (弥漫) with love.
1. Why does the writer keep the plastic head of a horse?A.Because his father gave it to him as a gift. |
B.Because it makes him a very good chess player. |
C.Because it brings back memories of his childhood. |
D.Because he accepted it as a prize for a competition. |
A.He threw everything away. |
B.He saved some of the worthless objects. |
C.He took some of them to his own house. |
D.He sorted them and put them into good order. |
A.He is very strict with his children. |
B.He prefers to collect different skulls. |
C.He relies on his children to deal with his possessions. |
D.He knows more about his father after his father died. |
A.serve as the symbols of our social class | B.are reminders of past experiences |
C.are quite expensive and valuable | D.make us proud of ourselves |
The passengers on the bus watched with sympathy as Susan made her way carefully up the steps. She paid the driver and then, using her hands to feel the seats,
9 . As usual, Lily bought expensive gifts for her children Alice and Peter before Christmas. Her job kept her busy, and she
Lily
On Christmas Eve, Lily
All the guests present were moved by the scene. Lily
A.usually | B.rarely | C.always | D.never |
A.around | B.beyond | C.without | D.for |
A.family | B.heart | C.body | D.job |
A.watched | B.laid | C.hid | D.made |
A.Fortunately | B.Eventually | C.Suddenly | D.Amusingly |
A.shocked | B.touched | C.happy | D.free |
A.attend | B.throw | C.delay | D.rule |
A.blesses | B.regards | C.letters | D.invitations |
A.confident | B.warm | C.relaxed | D.cool |
A.shy | B.worried | C.easy | D.eager |
A.welcomed | B.led | C.signaled | D.waved |
A.uncomfortable | B.refreshed | C.surprised | D.calm |
A.respect | B.pity | C.enthusiasm | D.love |
A.noticed | B.realized | C.learned | D.witnessed |
A.money | B.passion | C.knowledge | D.attention |
10 . With a broad smile on her lips, 15-year-old Sirin rushed to her mom to show off her new painting. But her mom raised her eyebrows, and spoke in a hushed tone, “Shh... honey.. don’t shout. I am busy with a(n)
Holding her oil painting, she
Hearing this, she stormed off to her own bedroom, slammed the door and
At this very moment, Sirin could no longer
When back from school the next day, Sirin was surprised to see her beautifully-decorated
A.important | B.empty | C.pleasant | D.insignificant |
A.grinned | B.frowned | C.trembled | D.whistled |
A.amused | B.annoyed | C.shocked | D.thrilled |
A.hid | B.planted | C.threw | D.settled |
A.feeling | B.stroking | C.seizing | D.scratching |
A.unusual | B.ridiculous | C.impolite | D.dishonest |
A.incident | B.accident | C.anecdote | D.event |
A.hold onto | B.hold back | C.throw away | D.pick up |
A.in spite of | B.in favor of | C.instead of | D.on account of |
A.help | B.match | C.exception | D.luck |
A.attentively | B.unwillingly | C.surprisingly | D.regretfully |
A.poster | B.painting | C.portrait | D.note |
A.Recalling | B.Supposing | C.Declaring | D.Imagining |
A.nodded | B.shook | C.cleared | D.ducked |
A.trust | B.dependence | C.understanding | D.admiration |