1 . A couple in Ohio accidentally dropped off a bag containing almost $ 100,000 at an Ohio charity shop. Thanks to
The employees were going through
Not wanting to
The couple has made contact with the original
A.honest | B.generous | C.brave | D.clever |
A.goods | B.donations | C.food | D.money |
A.suitcase | B.box | C.bag | D.wallet |
A.put | B.counted | C.hid | D.cleared |
A.asked for | B.asked about | C.gave up | D.gave out |
A.cards | B.fruits | C.bills | D.clothes |
A.surprisedly | B.hesitatingly | C.eventually | D.immediately |
A.concern | B.information | C.reply | D.letter |
A.take | B.leave | C.waste | D.spend |
A.After | B.During | C.Before | D.In |
A.found | B.missing | C.stolen | D.forgotten |
A.stopped | B.sighed | C.quarreled | D.wandered |
A.who | B.when | C.where | D.how |
A.inspected on | B.got rid of | C.got through | D.dropped in on |
A.police | B.officers | C.customers | D.employees |
2 . For a teenager whose chances of survival were slim when he was born, just making it to the starting line at the Olympics is a miraculous achievement in itself.
William Flaherty was born in Cincinnati. When he was 3, he was diagnosed with HLH. It is an often-fatal disease where the immune system attacks the body’s organs. There were days when they didn’t know if he would live through. The 17-year-old Flaherty has had more than 30 operations in his life, including a bone-marrow transplant from his older brother Charles in 2008.
At five, William skied for the first time. It helped a lot with low bone density and got him back in good shape. One year later, William moved to Puerto Rico and fell in love with the island. Puerto Rico doesn’t have snow and balancing the island and skiing life was tough. During the first few years a lot of it was pushed by his father and older brother Charles—himself a former Olympic skier. Motivated by his older brother, William wanted to give it a try himself. When he brought up to represent Puerto Rico in Alpine skiing, his friends laughed. However, he didn’t let it hold him back.
As a teenager, Flaherty had to balance his training with medical appointments and going to school. Even a cold could lay him up for two weeks, so William took extra pre-cautions over the last two years. While training, he wore an N95 mask the whole time and couldn’t ride the lift with anyone. After training, he came home directly, hid in his bedroom and stayed away from people. He managed to maintain straight A’s despite having to study on chairlifts and do final exams sometimes only days before racing. He had his English final three days before he left for Beijing.
“All my medical problems have definitely helped with my motivation. Skiing is really helpful because it forces me to focus on one thing. I really want to prove to all the other transplant survivors that you can do whatever you want in life. Move on with your life and achieve whatever you want,” he said.
1. Why did William Flaherty start skiing at the age of five?A.To entertain himself. | B.To participate in the Olympics. |
C.To improve his health. | D.To follow in his father’s footsteps. |
A.His studies gave way to his training for skiing. |
B.Puerto Rico could offer him better training conditions. |
C.He was inspired by his older brother Charles in skiing. |
D.He started to learn skiing when he moved to Puerto Rico. |
A.Brave and kind. | B.Creative and generous. |
C.Modest and shy. | D.Optimistic and hardworking. |
A.Skiing Life of a Teenager. | B.Preparing Well for the Olympics. |
C.Surviving from Severe Illness. | D.Defeating Disease to Deliver Hope. |
My family moved from Taiwan to a smalltown in central Georgia, where my dad got a visa for his family and a job. I had just learned English, and from what little I could gather from my friends. Santa Claus would come down one’s chimney and put toys in one’s stocking on Christmas Eve! What a great country, I thought. After I looked up “stocking” in my Chinese-English dictionary, I knew what I had to do and always expected that day.
Finally, the big day came. On that wonderful night, after everyone went to bed, I sneaked out of bed, took my longest, cleanest knee sock and attached it to a nail already on the mantel (壁炉). Obviously, the previous owners of this house were no strangers to this Santa character. Gazing at the sock and imagining the delicately-packed gift in it, I couldn’t help giggling (咯咯笑). For the first time, I found it hard to fall asleep.
And for the first time, I woke up before everyone else in the early morning. Then I headed straight to the fireplace and was even ready for what to say after seeing the gift. However, what happened next was the least thing I wanted to mention. On the nail was the empty and lonely sock. I was hit with the reality of the empty sock and the biggest lie ever told. I tried my best to holdback my tears but failed. Bursting into tears, I quickly took down the sock and stuffed it in the back of a drawer.
Every December since then, the topic of Christmas memories would unavoidably come up, and I would amuse my friends with my poor-little-me story. I had to make it as funny as possible, or else I would cry once again. I didn’t know whether any of my audience ever noticed the sparkling tears hidden in my eyes.
How could I know that Santa was just late? Nine years ago, on Christmas Eve, I heard a knock on the door when I was watching TV. Unwillingly, I dragged my feet and opened the door.
(1)所续写短文的词数应为150左右;(2)如下格式作答。
Outside the door stood an old man with a white beard and a red cap, holding a well-packed box.
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________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________On a hot September afternoon, Peter and his friend Isabel were on their way to the library. When they passed by Tubman park, Isabel suggested cutting through it to get to the library. As they entered the park, the sight of the swings and the merry-go-round brought back a flood of memories of their childhood spent there. But now everything looked so old, sad, and dirty. Litter lay on the ground next to an overflowing trash bin. There were still young schoolchildren playing there but they had to avoid the trash that littered the playground. A little boy told them that the city took the other trash cans away and the remaining one never got emptied often.
As they headed toward the library, the two high school students wrinkled their forehead. In the library, they met Mrs. Evans, their kindhearted fifth-grade teacher, retired yet still passionate. Mrs. Evans listened as Isabel and Peter eagerly explained what they’d seen. Finally, she recommended them to go to the Go Green, a nonprofit organization whose goal is to protect the environment, for help. “This group is good at raising money for projects just like yours,” said Mrs. Evans. She promised to present their ideas to Go Green. Hearing this, their face lit up.
Two main tasks remained ahead: researching ways to clean up the park and preparing a convincing speech. As Isabel was good at researching while Peter always had a talent for speaking, they worked together quite well. Isabel learned from a science magazine that a new type of trash bin can squeeze the trash down without being emptied often, which saves time, money, and energy. Based on this, Peter practiced his speech over and over again.
注意:1、所续写短文的词数应为150左右;
2、续写部分分为两段,每段的开头语已为你写好。
Paragraph 1
A week later, Peter stood nervously at the back of the hall where Go Green was meeting.
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After the meeting, Isabel excitedly told Peter the good news.
______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________The event that stands out in Tom’s memory happened one morning when Tom was only ten years old.He was at home with his elder sister Jane.Tom was doing his homework when he heard raised voices.At first he thought nothing of it since customers in the motorcycle shop directly below their flat often became loud,but he soon realized this time it was different.
“Quick! Quick! Remove the motorcycles from the shop.” someone shouted.Then a thick burning smell filled the air.When Tom opened the front door of their flat to investigate,a thick cloud of smoke greeted him.The motorcycle shop had caught fire and people were running and crying.
Jane,who had been playing the violin in her room,hurried to the living room.They rushed out of the door and along the corridor (走廊) through the smoke.
They were heading towards the stairway at the far end of the corridor when Jane suddenly stopped in her track.She turned around and headed back the way they came.Tom had no idea what she was doing,but he followed her.
Jane had suddenly remembered the lady in her 70s who lived next door to them,who they called Makcik.Jane began banging on Makcik’s door,but got no answer.As the smoke thickened around them,Tom could see many of their neighbors—some still in their pajamas (睡衣)—running for safety.The thought of fear crossed his mind.
“She would have run for safety like everyone else!” Tom cried.However,Jane refused to give up.“I know Makcik’s still inside.” She said she was familiar with Makcik’s daily routine and was certain she would still be sleeping.She pounded against the door.“Go downstairs.Go now! Go!”
Paragraph 1:Tom noticed the flame (火焰) was reaching up.
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Luckily,some neighbors passing by stopped and offered help.
_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________6 . Agnes Lloyd’s 70th birthday came, but the day went normally. Her husband
The last bell of the day rang. She picked up her
The thought made her smile as she
Her students were standing there carrying birthday signs. She hadn’t
As the song continued, tears
Some of the students parted and her three children stepped out holding a birthday cake with two
Don’t forget your parents,
A.showed up | B.set out | C.fell ill | D.passed away |
A.worrying | B.depressing | C.surprising | D.puzzling |
A.purse | B.book | C.chair | D.food |
A.recognize | B.admire | C.demand | D.recommend |
A.promised | B.ignored | C.deserved | D.permitted |
A.approached | B.discovered | C.started | D.touched |
A.moved | B.frightened | C.delighted | D.satisfied |
A.disturbed | B.inspired | C.amused | D.shocked |
A.mentioned | B.realized | C.doubted | D.admitted |
A.followed | B.invited | C.guided | D.introduced |
A.gathered | B.dried | C.disappeared | D.remained |
A.gradually | B.frequently | C.secretly | D.suddenly |
A.presents | B.flowers | C.candles | D.cards |
A.strength | B.enthusiasm | C.calmness | D.interest |
A.as if | B.even if | C.so that | D.now that |
A Turning-point Party
The cold snow was falling as Kelly struggled home from school in December. How much she hated the snow---and everything else about Pinetree, Wyoming, America. How much she missed Thailand! “I hate it here! I want to go home!” Kelly thought.
She reached for a small white envelope in her pocket. In it was an invitation to Jennifer’s party: Kelly didn’t want to go. She felt awkward at the thought of being at a party with a bunch of kids she barely knew. She closed her eyes and remembered this time of year people would hold a festival to thank the Mother of Water in Thailand, They used banana leaves to make a little boat with a candle lit in it, made a wish for the coming year and set the boat floating on the river.
Kelly sighed and pushed open the door to her parents’ restaurant. They were busy working. “Maybe I should go just this once for Mama and Papa. They are so worried that I’m not making any friends.” Kelly went over and tied an apron around her waist. As she was washing dishes, she told her mother that she had been invited to a party on Friday night. Mama smiled saying now she might be happy in their new home. Kelly nodded, thinking Pinetree could never be her home.
On Friday evening, Papa drove Kelly to the party. Jennifer met her at the door and led her into the dining room. Six kids from her classes were seated around the table, on which were sitting small brown cookie houses. They were selecting colorful candies and gluing them to their own houses, Wow, she loved making things. For this part of the party, she could be herself. She decided to decorate her cottage like one of the golden temples of Thailand. As she was making it, Jennifer wondered how she did it. The others joined staring at Kelly with admiration, Kelly felt a warm glow. Maybe I could fit in here-----a little, she thought.
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。
After dinner, the party went on and the talk turned to the coming holidays.
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Suddenly, Kelly came up with an idea.
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8 . My father would take me to the Queens County Farm Museum to see the sheep, lambs, horses, cows, chickens. I worked for a friend who had
I also wanted to do the work that gave me target and
We were researching and
We built bomas-secure enclosures (围墙) for the animals to sleep—and
Seeing these animals
A.washed | B.bought | C.raised | D.employed |
A.experience | B.results | C.methods | D.information |
A.observed | B.realized | C.presented | D.replaced |
A.volunteers | B.foreigners | C.animals | D.insects |
A.union | B.tip | C.community | D.program |
A.accepted | B.led | C.persuaded | D.served |
A.comforting | B.arranging | C.removing | D.tracking |
A.gentle | B.cute | C.healthy | D.swift |
A.caught | B.thrown | C.buried | D.hidden |
A.protect | B.cure | C.refresh | D.punish |
A.disappearance | B.anger | C.starvation | D.death |
A.figured out | B.made sure | C.focused on | D.put forward |
A.souls | B.mind | C.growth | D.demands |
A.living | B.existing | C.staying | D.lying |
A.expected | B.required | C.meant | D.influenced |
9 . I never saw my father back home from work late or ill, nor did I ever see my father take a night out with the boys. He had no hobbies but just took care of his family.
For 22 years, since I left home for college, my father called me every Sunday at 9:00 a.m. He was always interested in my life — how my family was doing. The calls even came when he and my mother were in Australia, England or Florida.
Nine years ago when I bought my first house, my father, 67 years old, spent eight hours a day for three days, painting my house. He would not allow me to pay someone to have it done. All he asked was a glass of iced tea, and that I hold a paintbrush for him and talk to him. But I was too busy, for I had a law practice to run, and I could not take the time to hold the paintbrush, or talk to my father.
Five years ago, my 71-year-old father spent five hours putting together a swing set (秋千) for my daughter. Again, all he asked was that I get him a glass of iced tea, and talk to him. But again, I had the laundry to do, and the house to clean.
The morning on Sunday, January 15, 1995, my father telephoned me as usual, this time he had seemed to have forgotten some things we had discussed the week before. I had to go to church, and I cut the conversation short.
The call came at 4:40 p.m. That day my father was sent to hospital in Florida. I got on a plane immediately, and I vowed (发誓) that when I arrived, I would make up for the lost time, and have a nice long talk with him and really get to know him.
I arrived in Florida at 1:00 a.m., but my father had passed away at 9:12 p.m. This time it was he who did not have time to talk, or time to wait for me.
In the years since his death I have learnt much about my father, and even more about every single day.
1. We know from the reading that the father ________.A.liked to paint houses |
B.had no friends around him |
C.was not healthy in his youth |
D.thought of his family as his all |
A.could only afford a glass of iced tea |
B.was too busy to talk to her father |
C.could do nothing but hold a paintbrush |
D.spent eight hours a day working with her father |
A.Painting Houses | B.Daughter’s Family |
C.Father and I | D.Father’s phone calls |
10 . Life in the summertime is often full of pests. Like most Long Island homeowners, I want to ensure my suburban life with pest-free living. So it was with wide-eyed wonder that I greeted the smiling exterminator who rang my bell.
“We'll be serving your neighbors, Mike and Sarah (I'm not familiar with either one by name).” he waved in the other direction. “Since we'll have a team here tomorrow, we're offering a discount.” He came out with numbers beginning from $299 then in seconds to $89.
“You've probably been seeing the ant hills around.” he moved toward my front walkway and lawn. “And have you seen the bees that dig nests in the ground?” he continued with his head shaking up and down pushing me to do the same.
“What we do is spray three feet out from your foundation and three feet up.” As he was talking and without breaking eye contact, he opened his iPad cover and began operating at the screen to show me frightening images. “It also kills other pests, like spiders. It is the best pesticide,” he said, pausing for effect.
He then went into soft talk to close the deal, correctly foreseeing that I would be concerned about safety and the environmental impact on my vegetable garden, plants and our little patch of planet here on Long Island. “The products are environmentally responsible, safe with children and pets,” he said.
I'm unkind when it comes to unwanted visitors entering on my out-of-doors moments. Any insect found in my house or on my deck is bound to be poisoned or pancaked.
Unfortunately for the exterminator, just as I was considering making an appointment. Billy, my fearless husband, pulled into our driveway, which made me ask for a business card out of politeness instead.
1. How did the author feel at the sight of the exterminator?A.Frightened. | B.Disappointed. | C.Surprised. | D.Puzzled. |
A.A free pesticide. | B.A discount. | C.An iPad for free. | D.A group rate. |
A.It might cause frightening images. | B.It might be too expensive for her to afford. |
C.It might harm her family and surroundings. | D.It might have no effect on unwanted visitors. |
A.The author is sure to phone the salesman later. |
B.Billy made up his mind to purchase the pesticide. |
C.Billy drove home to prevent the author from being cheated by the exterminator. |
D.The author had planned to buy the pesticide before Billy appeared. |