No matter your age, you may consider My Neighbor Totoro an
I don’t know about you, but I want to go there immediately, even if it’s raining.
Wood, bricks, and cement (水泥) might not sound like a magical mixture, but in the hands of an
A local hotel which just steps away from the statue has been recording visitors from around the world. No matter
2 . For the brave in the armed forces, being sent away from home for months at a time is just part of the duty. However, it's never an easy one to perform especially for those with children. So when I found out I was going to be stationed in South Korea for a year, I was nervous about how my five children, particularly my eldest daughter Abigail, would take the news since it meant I wouldn't be home to see her graduate from high school.
Incredibly, Abigail told me not to worry and even suggested we live stream the event among family members when I leaked the news. “We've been lucky you haven't had to be sent abroad yet. Anyway we can get connected through the Internet. See me on your phone on my spot,” Abigail said. She stepped into many of my roles when I was gone. I wanted to find a way to thank her and show her how proud I was of her. I started planning the special surprise when my request to return home a few weeks early to attend Abigail's graduation ceremony was approved.
When my time in South Korea finally came to an end, I flew home, rented a car, and stayed in a hotel. And on Abigail's graduation day, I hid in an office behind the stage waiting until I heard my daughter's name called. I just kept thinking “Don't cry. Don't trip in your heels. Don't fall over.” At last！Abigail was up on stage. I slipped up behind her, whispered in her ear, and around she turned! “I was just thinking, like, ‘You aren't supposed to be here. What? What? How？’ It was the biggest shock...I'm pretty sure my dad made people he didn't even know cry. Emotional for everyone,” Abigail cried.
You know what followed: Embraces, kisses, tears, laughs, flowers, wishes...Aren't they what a family has in store?
1. What worried the author most?| A．His duty in South Korea. | B．His five children's safety. |
| C．His eldest daughter's study. | D．His absence from a big event. |
| A．Plan. | B．Celebrate. | C．Prepare. | D．Broadcast. |
| A．Embarrassed. | B．Overjoyed. | C．Nervous. | D．Satisfied. |
| A．A soldier's personal sacrifice. | B．A father's love for his family. |
| C．The meaning of family bond. | D．The way to plan a big surprise. |
3 . I personally think trains are exciting and romantic. I must admit that trains are not important means of transportation in the US, but I do have some experiences with them.
When I was a child, growing up in a small town with very little entertainment, we used to go to the station to watch the passenger trains coming in. There was something exciting about the steaming, roaring string of trains coming into view around the mountains, slowly growing larger and louder and finally after their stop crowds of strangers spilling （漏出）onto the platform.
I took my first train trip when I was ten years old. I went with my elder sister to visit our cousins six hundred miles away. The train — so loud and violent on the outside — was gentle and rocking inside. We were very excited, and as that was also our first time away from our parents, we felt somewhat frightened too. However, because I had expected so much, I was a little disappointed when I was finally one of the passengers I had watched for so long.
As a college student, I used to ride an overnight train to my roommate's hometown. We could never afford a sleeper, so we played cards, sang, ate, read and talked until we finally fell uncomfortably asleep in the straight-backed seats.
My idea that trains are romantic may come from the fact that my husband and I took the train on our honeymoon, spending extra money to eat in the dining car, and looking out of the window as the desert scenery slid past.
Now, when I make a trip, I always fly or drive, and trains are not a very important part of my life. Still, every time I hear the train whistle far away on a quiet night, I can always feel the impulse in my heart to pack my bags and jump on board, entering a unique world of motions, sounds, sights and experiences which just aren't matched in the dull environment of an airplane.
1. Why did the author feel a little disappointed during the first train trip?| A．Because the train was loud and violent. | B．Because she finally became a passenger. |
| C．Because she had a high expectation. | D．Because she missed his parents. |
| A．the author's childhood memory of trains was frightening and disappointing |
| B．the author no longer makes a trip by train now as a result of its dull environment |
| C．the author didn't fall asleep until she found straight-backed seats with her roommate |
| D．the author thought trains romantic mainly because of the pleasant moment with her husband |
| A．Eager. | B．Embarrassed. | C．Romantic. | D．Disappointed. |
| A．My Love of Trains | B．Watching Trains Coming |
| C．My Memory of Trips | D．Trains: My Best Choice |
4 . A gentleman lost his family when young. He was homeless and went to the local
Every winter I would get nervous for him and other
Our friend was buried in our local cemetery （墓地）.The only people that
| A．hospital | B．church | C．factory | D．government |
| A．free | B．broken | C．closed | D．open |
| A．hope | B．desire | C．ambition | D．attitude |
| A．expected | B．knew | C．forgot | D．blessed |
| A．homeless | B．hopeless | C．careless | D．selfless |
| A．enough | B．storage | C．donation | D．lack |
| A．best | B．worst | C．least | D．most |
| A．apartment | B．workplace | C．tent | D．yard |
| A．moved | B．excited | C．frightened | D．tired |
| A．impatiently | B．soundly | C．nervously | D．freely |
| A．chained | B．covered | C．approached | D．impressed |
| A．inspired | B．quiet | C．awake | D．warm |
| A．experience | B．survive | C．waste | D．celebrate |
| A．attended | B．formed | C．left | D．missed |
| A．nothing | B．anything | C．something | D．everything |
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I experienced something exciting on my way school last Friday. I saw the 50-yuan note drop from an old lady’s pocket, and I want to remind her. The old lady, therefore, didn’t seem to understand what I was talking about, which made me very embarrassing. My friend, Peter, just saw what had been happened. He picked up the notes, went towards the old lady, and asked if she had lost some money or not. The old lady checked her pocket and realized it was his money. She praised both of us after learn about the whole process.
6 . Spaghetti and meatballs is my favorite food. And reading is my favorite hobby. When you are deeply absorbed in a book, you stop paying attention to what’s going on around you. People describe it as being “lost in a book”. It’s a wonderful feeling, but it can be risky.
One day I was home alone doing two of my favorite things: Eating a huge plate of spaghetti and meatballs and reading. At the time, my family had a pet bird, a big white cockatoo named Luke. He was free to leave his perch (栖木)and fly around inside the house. Luke enjoyed “talking” to people, but he wasn’t trained to use real words.
As I was reading and eating, Luke was talking to me, but I was lost in my book. So Luke decided to get closer. He flew from his perch, and before I knew it, he’d landed right on top of my spaghetti and meatballs!
I was so surprised that I didn’t even have time to think. My reaction was the same as yours would be: I shooed (发出嘘声赶走)him off my food! This wouldn’t have been so bad except for one thing: When Luke had landed on my plate, he had grabbed (抓住)my spaghetti with both feet. So when Luke took off again, the spaghetti-still in his feet-went flying everywhere, landing on my shirt and hitting me in the face. Red sauce splattered (泼溅)up the wall and onto the ceiling. As I pulled noodles out of my hair, Luke flew back to his perch, dropping spaghetti sauce all the way.
He wasn’t hurt, except for his dignity-the sauce in his beautiful white feathers turned him orange for several weeks. So next time if you find a spy novel at the library with red, spots on two pages near the middle, you’ll know that I’ve read that book ,too!
1. What do we know about Luke?| A．He is lost in reading a spy novel. |
| B．He is good at communicating with people. |
| C．He is fond of eating Spaghetti and meatballs. |
| D．He is permitted to fly freely inside the house. |
| A．I reacted properly to Luke’s behaviour. |
| B．Luck was attracted by my Spaghetti. |
| C．Luck made the room in a mess. |
| D．I was addicted to my reading. |
| A．Puzzled. | B．Humorous. | C．Anxious. | D．Annoyed. |
| A．Love Me, Love My Dog | B．More Food Hurts the Body |
| C．Reading Can Be Dangerous | D．Fine Feathers Make Fine Birds |
7 . Something strange happened when I was 14 years old. Every previous year on Thanksgiving Day I’d woken up early, filled with excitement. But that Thanksgiving, for some reason I saw no reason to celebrate. None of my family were really thankful, I realized. The whole thing was a lie!
During the dinner time, I left, hiding in the guest room and cried. My mom came to see what was wrong. “No one is really thankful!” I sobbed, “They just pretend for one day because that’s what they’re supposed to do!”
After I finished talking, she nodded. “You’re right,” she told me. “It’s fake until you find the truth for yourself.” She said it was my choice whether to celebrate with them or not. She said Thanksgiving is a time to reflect because we don’t always get to see loved ones and eat a good meal. Then she left.
I didn’t listen to her, thinking that every holiday was a lie and I could never find joy celebrating again. But giving in to my starving stomach, I went back to the dining room in a few minutes. I couldn’t believe what I saw. My entire extended family was waiting for me with wide smiles and concerned looks, and the table was covered with untouched plates.
“Andy,” my aunt said, “We can’t eat without you. We’re waiting for your turn. Now you can start it.” I didn’t know what to say first. Finally, I said I was thankful for having a younger brother to teach, play with, and see grow.
The family shared, and everyone had something beautiful to say. Listening to what they said, I suddenly understood what my mom meant about finding out my own reason for celebrating. For me, this holiday was a chance to pause and reflect on everything I cared about.
And with that, I took a huge and satisfying bite of food.
1. Why did the author hide himself and cry on the Thanksgiving Day?| A．Because he got up too late |
| B．Because some of his family were absent. |
| C．Because he thought the dinner was tasteless. |
| D．Because he doubted the sincerity of others’ thankfulness. |
| A．She is very understanding. | B．She is strict with the author. |
| C．She disagreed with the author. | D．She showed great worry about the author. |
| A．Having dinner. | B．Expressing thankfulness. |
| C．Giving a performance. | D．Making a wish. |
| A．My loving mother | B．Love and lies |
| C．An inspiring Thanksgiving | D．An unforgettable dinner |
It's a touching Christmas story, but not in the
Eric Schmitt-Matzen, 60, a part-time Santa, received a call
“They say I’m going to die,” the boy told him
Schmitt-Matzen said. “When you get there, you tell them you’re Santa’s Number One elf (小精灵), and they will let you in.”
The boy asked, “They will?” Then he
Schmitt-Matzen was
The story was printed, and people were
9 . Two men, Alan and Henry, both seriously ill, shared a hospital room. Alan was allowed to sit up in his bed and his bed was next to the room’s only window. Henry had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men talked for hours, of their wives, families, their homes and their jobs. And every afternoon when Alan, in the bed next to the window, could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Lovers walked arm in arm among flowers. Trees and skyline could be seen in the distance. As he described all this, Henry, on the other side of the room, would close his eyes and imagine the scene.
One warm afternoon Alan described a parade (游行) passing by. Although Henry could not hear the band, he could see it in his mind. Unexpectedly, an alien thought entered his head: why should he have all the pleasure of seeing everything while I never got to see anything? It doesn’t seem fair. Henry felt ashamed at first. But as the days passed and he missed seeing more sights, his envy grew and soon let him down. He began to find himself unable to sleep. He should be by that window — and that thought now controlled his life.
Late one night, as he lay staring at the ceiling, Alan began to cough. He was choking. Henry watched in the dim room as the struggling man tried hard to reach for the button to call for help. Listening from across the room, he never moved, never pushed his own button which would have brought the nurse running. In less than five minutes, the coughing and choking stopped, along with the sound of breathing. Now, there was only silence — deathly silence.
As soon as it seemed appropriate, Henry asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone. Slowly, painfully, he struggled to take his first look. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it all himself. He looked out, but faced a blank wall.
1. Judging from the passage, the meaning of the underlined word “alien” in Paragraph 3 is ______.| A．new | B．fascinating | C．strange | D．disappointing |
| A．He died with choking. | B．He switched his bed with Henry. |
| C．He was moved to another room. | D．He was very sick. |
| A．to see more than Alan | B．to feel the joy of breathing fresh air |
| C．to feel the joy of seeing the outside world | D．to see the blank wall |
| A．Talkative and funny | B．Well-informed and humorous |
| C．Kind-hearted and imaginative | D．Cold-hearted and indifferent |
10 . One of the qualities that most people admire in others is the willingness to admit one’s mistakes. It is extremely hard sometimes to say a simple thing like “I was wrong about that,” and it is even harder to say, “I was wrong, and you were right about that.” I had an experience recently with someone admitting to me that he had made a mistake fifteen years ago. He told me he had been the manager of a certain store in the neighborhood where I grew up, and he asked me if I remembered the egg boxes. Then he talked of an incident and I began to remember it.
I was about eight years old at that time, and I had gone into the store with my mother to do the weekly shopping. On that special day, I must have found my way to the food department where the incident took place.
There must have been a special sale on eggs that day because there was a big show of eggs in dozen and half-dozen boxes. The boxes were put three or four feet high. I must have stopped in front of them to admire the show. Just then a woman came by pushing her shopping cart and knocked off the pile of boxes. For some reasons, I decided it was up to me to put the boxes back together, so I went to work.
The manager heard the noise and came pushing over to see what had happened. When he appeared, I was on my knees checking some of the boxes to see if any of the eggs were broken, but to him it looked as though I was the person who was to blame. He scolded me loudly and wanted me to pay for any broken eggs. My face turned red and I tried to explain, but it did no good. Even though I quickly forgot the incident, but the manager did not.
1. How old was the author when he wrote this article?| A．About 8 years old. | B．About 18 years old. |
| C．About 23 years old. | D．About 15 years old. |
| A．The author. | B．The manager. |
| C．A woman. | D．The author’s mother. |
| A．The woman who knocked off the pile of boxes was seriously scolded by the manager. |
| B．The author was loudly scolded by the manager. |
| C．A woman carelessly knocked off the pile of boxes. |
| D．It was the author who tried to put the boxes back together. |
| A．admiration for the manager’s willingness to admit mistakes |
| B．anger to the manager for his wrong doing |
| C．dissatisfaction with the woman who knocked off the pile of cartons |
| D．regret for the mistake he made in the store |
