My mother believed in using things up. Last year, our cornfield had a bad harvest because birds feasted on the crops. It was probably then that Mom’s frugality(节俭)became even more extraordinary. She began keeping everything that seemed useless in the attic(阁楼)—worn-out clothes, old sheets, broken umbrellas, and some other old items. Mom’s favorite saying was “waste not, want not”(俭以防匮). My brother Josh and I weren’t sure what that meant until the “Affair of the Scarecrow(稻草人)”, which, as it later became known, left a lasting impression on us.
The story began with a pretty hat that Mom received as a gift to protect her from the sun. However, Josh and I could see that Mom’s frugal nature and fashion sense were in battle. Mom really didn’t want to get rid of the hat—it was new and had a lot of use left in it—but neither could she stand wearing it. She tried to take off the fancy decorations, but they were stuck on tight. She’d have to find some other solution.
Josh and I watched as Mom headed upstairs to the attic with the hat. “Waste not, want not,” she called back down. We heard boxes being moved around. Moments later, Mom leaned out, holding a flour bag full of straw, and with a mysterious smile, she placed the hat on it.
“What is that for?” I asked, confused. “A scarecrow! ” Mom exclaimed. “But not a good one yet.It needs a strong body to stand firm in the field,” she said with a frown. “And it doesn’t look scary enough,” Josh remarked. I had to admit that Josh, though younger than I was, could sometimes be more imaginative. Josh and I turned to each other, searching for a good idea. Soon enough, Josh’s eyes lit up with inspiration.
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Paragraph 1: “Come with me!” Josh called out.
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_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________2 . A lot of people admired our neighbor. One day a delivery truck unloaded a large
My poor mother-in-law, in town for a visit, got to hear my complaints that night. “I feel so
She
I stopped wiping the table and
I looked around my home in a new
A.entertainment | B.recognition | C.control | D.management |
A.carefully | B.simply | C.beautifully | D.elegantly |
A.peaceful | B.healthy | C.poor | D.normal |
A.curious | B.powerful | C.bitter | D.sweet |
A.cleared | B.set | C.laid | D.turned |
A.forgive | B.own | C.process | D.ensure |
A.laughed | B.yelled | C.nodded | D.sighed |
A.watch over | B.work on | C.focus on | D.give up |
A.determine | B.fail | C.seek | D.pretend |
A.career | B.marriage | C.health | D.authority |
A.reflected | B.hesitated | C.choked | D.struggled |
A.arranged | B.extended | C.exchanged | D.recalled |
A.cheerful | B.fortunate | C.grateful | D.particular |
A.city | B.design | C.environment | D.way |
A.originally | B.constantly | C.hardly | D.immediately |
By the time 18-year-old Amy Waldroop returned to her grandmother’s tiny house, it was nearly midnight and she was exhausted. After a full day’s work at a flower shop, she had put in another six hours waiting tables before heading home. This was her typical weekends.
Pushing the key into the lock, she quietly opened the door so as not to wake her younger siblings. She stepped into the front room, and froze. The house was a mess: plates of half-eaten food were scattered in front of the TV; clothes, shoes and exercise books were everyone.
Amy’s eyes welled with tears. “This is just too much for me.” she thought. Terrible memories began to race through her mind. Two years before, her parents lost their lives in an accident, leaving Amy and her siblings for their grandma, Helen, who had spent half of her life in a wheelchair. The life burden fell on Amy’s shoulders, which was too much for a girl.
Life moved on. One day, walking across the school grounds, Amy found a table littered with university brochures. She browsed through pictures of spacious campuses and happy peers, all of it looking unachievable for her, given the current situation and financial conditions. But her teacher gave her unexpected hope, saying“ You could attend university for free. It would take a scholarship, though, and for that you’d need much better grades.”
During her final year of high school, Amy diligently attended classes, then went to work after school, returned to her grandmother’s house, cared for her sisters and brothers and went through homework till the early hours of the morning, struggling for her dream university.
One afternoon, she walked home from school, holding a sheet of paper tightly. It was a letter from the University of California, informing her that she would be offered a scholarship and was admitted to the university. It was what she’d been longing for, a place where she could study to become someone special-a nurse, perhaps, or maybe even a lawyer.
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Yet the letter only made Amy struggle inside.
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One afternoon, I told my father that I wanted to be popular. He looked at me and asked me why I felt that way. I
My father
As the days passed and I thought about it, I realized there might be some
A.get away | B.break up | C.set off | D.fit in |
A.scratched | B.shrugged | C.switched | D.shook |
A.simply | B.unwillingly | C.consciously | D.pleasantly |
A.proceeded | B.determined | C.pretended | D.attempted |
A.fashionable | B.practical | C.unique | D.elegant |
A.sample | B.souvenir | C.decoration | D.must |
A.resisting | B.describing | C.sporting | D.designing |
A.depressed | B.delighted | C.shocked | D.disappointed |
A.trend | B.revolution | C.campaign | D.reformation |
A.dignity | B.confidence | C.regret | D.embarrassment |
A.attention | B.response | C.truth | D.gratitude |
A.complaining | B.blaming | C.appreciating | D.pleasing |
A.caring | B.fancying | C.remembering | D.imagining |
A.satisfaction | B.challenge | C.expectation | D.liberation |
A.Leaning | B.Voting | C.Swimming | D.Running |
5 . Over 30 years ago a book titled “The Alchemist” was published and it was
Paulo Coelho waited for
Now, Coelho found a new publisher, but it was no
Coelho’s
A.greatly | B.barely | C.briefly | D.partly |
A.adapted | B.read | C.written | D.edited |
A.confident | B.confused | C.frustrated | D.cautious |
A.favorable | B.final | C.direct | D.fair |
A.after | B.until | C.before | D.unless |
A.shame | B.hit | C.surprise | D.failure |
A.break away | B.give in | C.set out | D.slow down |
A.consumer | B.partner | C.bookseller | D.colleague |
A.easy | B.vital | C.urgent | D.complex |
A.recognized | B.touched | C.announced | D.landed |
A.create | B.fulfil | C.cherish | D.abandon |
A.Initially | B.Unluckily | C.Actually | D.Awkwardly |
A.money | B.wisdom | C.time | D.luck |
A.doubtful | B.amazing | C.engaging | D.pleasant |
A.last | B.former | C.first | D.latest |
The bustling heart of Boston seemed to stretch on endlessly, much like the hardships that had befallen a woman named Ara Bolster. For two long years, Bolster had been homeless. Every day was a struggle for survival. Every night was a battle against hopelessness. Bolster would often find herself in tears, her gaze lost in the labyrinth (迷宫) of city streets. “I had been in tears, thinking to myself,” she recalled later, “‘God, when is the tide going to turn?’”
But little did she know that her tide was about to turn in the most unexpected way.
Despite her circumstances, Bolster had always loved to sing. On occasion, she would find comfort in her voice, using it to drown out the noise of the city and the clamor (喧闹)of her own troubles. One day, as she sang on a street corner, her voice caught the ear of a stranger.
Matt Shearer, a radio news reporter, had been out covering another story but found himself captivated by the woman’s song. There was something raw and real in her voice that touched him deeply. He approached Bolster and struck up a conversation, sensing that there was a greater story here than the one he had initially set out to find.
As they talked, Bolster shared with Shearer what mattered most to her — a song she had written during her darkest hours. The lyrics were scribbled (潦草地写) on a piece of cardboard that had once served as her mattress (床垫) at night. The melody existed only in her mind, but it was a tune that held great significance for her. This song was not just words; it was her life story, her pain, her joy, and her hope all rolled into one powerful anthem (赞歌).
Shearer was moved by Bolster’s passion for her music and her desire to share it with the world. He knew deep down that he could help make this dream a reality. With connections in the music industry and a strong sense of purpose, Shearer vowed to help Bolster record her song professionally.
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A few days later, Shearer drove her to a destination that would change her life forever — a recording studio.
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With Shearer’s backing, Bolster uploaded her creation to Bandcamp, a platform where independent artists can shine.
______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________“I’m going to miss you so much, Poppy,” said the tall, thin teenager. He bent down to hug his old friend goodbye. He stood up, hugged his parents, and smiled, trying not to let his emotions(情绪) get the better of him.
His parents were not quite able to keep theirs under control. They had driven their son several hours out of town to the university where he would soon be living and studying. It was time to say goodbye for now at least. The family hugged and smiled through misty eyes and then laughed.
The boy lifted the last bag onto his shoulder, and flashed a bright smile. “I guess this is it,” he said. “I’ll see you back home in a month, okay?” His parents nodded, and they watched as he walked out of sight into the crowds of hundreds of students and parents. The boy’s mother turned to the dog, “Okay, Poppy, time to go back home.”
The house seemed quiet as a tomb without the boy living there. All that week, Poppy didn’t seem interested in her dinner, her favourite toy, or even in her daily walk. Her owners were sad too, but they knew their son would be back to visit. Poppy didn’t.
They offered the dog some of her favorite peanut butter treats. They even let her sit on the sofa, but the old girl just wasn’t her usual cheerful self. Her owners started to get worried. “What should we do to cheer Poppy up?” asked Dad. “We’ve tried everything.”
“I have an idea, but it might be a little crazy,” smiled Mom. “Without anybody left in the house but us, this place could use a bit of fun. Let’s get a little dog for Poppy.”
It didn’t take long before they walked through the front door carrying a big box. Poppy welcomed them home as usual, but when she saw the box, she stopped. She put her nose on it. Her tail began wagging(摆动)ever so slowly, then faster as she caught the smell.
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Dad opened the box and a sweet little dog appeared.
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A few weeks later, the boy arrived home from the university.
___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Every October, my neighborhood has a Halloween costume contest, And every time, my neighbor Ollie and I would race to the announcement board in the park to find out the theme.
One year, the theme was “Dress up as your favorite book character”. Another year, it was “Be something scary”. But this year, the theme was kind of, well, themeless. The board wrote “Be creative”. It was told that the judge would prefer something original. When I examined the paper on the announcement board, I was totally confused, since it was not really a theme. Ollie hopped off his skateboard to get a closer look. “You’re right,” he agreed.
“Since we don’t know exactly what we want to be yet, we should start by choosing some cool costume-making materials,” Ollie instantly scooped up a bunch of fallen leaves from the oak and proposed using leaves. It seemed impossible to make an entire costume out of leaves, Not to mention these terrible-looking yellow leaves. However, Ollie scooped up some more and try to persuade me, “They’re totally free and I can guarantee, no one will be a tree as great as me,” “Don’t you mean, a tree as great as we?” I grinned, We ended up filling two jumbo bags with different leaves. Ollie’s grandma, Abuela helped get us set up with tons of excellent costume-making supplies, We tried on part of our costumes, making the “branches” by gluing (粘) the leaves to our arms. We could tell the “trees” really would be tremendous, On the morning of the contest day, it took us hours to get ready, and we probably lost half our leaves shuffling over to the park. Still, when it was time for contestants (参赛者) to line up in the judging area, I felt pretty proud.
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Except then, after a few minutes. I felt so itchy (发痒) that I just had to scratch.
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Just at that time, the judge called for everyone’s attention.
_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________9 . None of my friends are going to the art camp. Despite my
Sitting under the bright sun, I thought about the art camp and wished I felt a little braver. To distract myself, I started sketching a pine.
I thought about what Mr. Weston told me as I
A.anxiety | B.enthusiasm | C.recognition | D.expectation |
A.pleasant | B.curious | C.familiar | D.regular |
A.Informing | B.Teaching | C.Convincing | D.Reminding |
A.added | B.counted | C.submitted | D.noticed |
A.pressed | B.pulled | C.lifted | D.arranged |
A.came up | B.came across | C.checked in | D.checked out |
A.trunks | B.leaves | C.branches | D.roots |
A.press | B.plant | C.hide | D.follow |
A.makes sense | B.makes out | C.makes it | D.makes up |
A.eye | B.nose | C.mouth | D.ear |
A.glared | B.stared | C.aimed | D.knocked |
A.wide | B.long | C.high | D.far |
A.Otherwise | B.Therefore | C.Instead | D.Besides |
A.surprisingly | B.slightly | C.suddenly | D.fortunately |
A.statement | B.presentation | C.appointment | D.application |
Farah was checking the party list with her mother. The exams were over and Farah wanted to invite her special friends for a party.
“Farah, aren’t you going to invite Hafsa?” her mother asked. Hafsa had been her best friend who lived across the street but now Farah had made new friends. “Mother, I am now a part of Purple Girls Club and we have rules about friends,” Farah answered hesitantly. “What rules?” her mother asked sarcastically (讽刺地).
“Only very pretty girls can be in our group. Hafsa is ... dark. I can’t be seen with her. It’s bad for my image.” “Farah, I can’t believe you base your friendship on appearance rather than character. I had expected better judgment from you than this nonsense,” her mother retorted (反驳) angrily.
Farah sank into silence. In her heart she knew her mother was right. Sometimes she too felt uncomfortable with her “cool” friends.
Just then, her father called, “Farah, come here.” Farah went and paled when she saw the report card in his hands.
“Farah, how come you failed each subject? You were my pride.” Her father questioned.
She hated to see such look of disappointment in his eyes. The truth was that the Club left her with little time for studies. The girls got together almost daily for movies, shopping, and partying. It had seemed like so much fun but now it left a bitter taste in her mouth.
“Farah?” her father asked again , but Farah just hung her head in shame and did not answer.
“Farah, you shall take supplementary (补考) papers next month.”
Knowing how strict her father could be, Farah went to her room and opened her copies.
Seeing her homework filled with red crosses, Farah felt awfully terrible. How could she have neglected(忽视)her studies so much?
She called Gina, the leader of the Club. “Gina, can you lend me your copies? I need them to complete my notes for the exams.” Gina erupted into laughter. “Exams? Who cares? Farah. There are other ways of passing them.” Farah replaced the phone quickly. Even in desperation, she could never cheat.
One by one, she called her so-called friends but no one was willing to help.
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Paragraph 1: Farah sat dejected on her bed, searching hard in her mind for other names she could turn to.
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