Marmi, my big sister, was eagerly looking for a pup (小狗) to look after and love all her life, so she would ask Mummy many times for a pup of her own, but the answer was always no. You see, my mum is not very fond of dogs, never has been, and always says they're too big a responsibility. She's just not a dog person. Well, that didn't stop my sister from looking or hoping for a dog. She used to search online for her favourite breed (品种). Until one day Marni found some Cavapoo pups advertised for sale. She immediately showed Mummy and begged to go and see them. Not sure how my sister persuaded her, but to our surprise, Mummy said we could go and have a look at them but not to get high hopes. Marni rushed everyone in the car before Mummy changed her mind. Off we sped to the advertised breeder's house which luckily wasn't too far. We got to the house and I bet I could hear my sister's heart dancing with excitement. As we rang the doorbell, we could hear cute little barks coming from inside. We went in and saw lots of little black pups excitedly jumping around. There were other people there too, so we needed to choose one fast if you know what I mean. It was rather crowded but the breeder let us hold and cuddle (搂抱) the pups. The breeder handed a little confident pup to Marni. The little pup seemed an old friend with my sister. But after a lot of cuddles, Mummy said we had to go and would have to think about it.
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As we were walking towards the door, the little pup followed my sister.
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The little pup made a mess (杂乱) of our home.
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2 . In 2017, I was diagnosed (诊断) with Type 1 diabetes (糖尿病). And then I was told that I couldn’t drive for a few weeks until my blood sugar levels had
Driving was a
I found it really
I couldn’t
A.settled | B.increased | C.worsened | D.changed |
A.problem | B.task | C.habit | D.joy |
A.failure | B.mistake | C.burden | D.success |
A.hard | B.convenient | C.safe | D.funny |
A.worrying | B.thrilling | C.amazing | D.fine |
A.Thus | B.Meanwhile | C.Instead | D.However |
A.record | B.manage | C.examine | D.describe |
A.hospital | B.office | C.school | D.factory |
A.exercise | B.trouble | C.dream | D.experiment |
A.explain | B.return | C.suggest | D.repeat |
A.forget | B.regret | C.believe | D.remember |
A.unafraid | B.unfair | C.unsure | D.unhealthy |
A.blood | B.help | C.evidence | D.money |
A.shouted | B.wondered | C.said | D.imagined |
A.canceled | B.used | C.borrowed | D.copied |
3 . Just weeks after being named the Hero of the Year, Nelly Cheboi traveled more than 7,000 miles to bring her award home. Far from the lights, cameras, and celebrities who surrounded her at the gala (晚会) event in New York City, Cheboi was
“I felt a lot of
Like many of her students, Cheboi lived in poverty (贫穷) from childhood, without
After graduation, she taught her students computer skills and helped them have Zoom calls with NASA. She’s found job opportunities abroad for them. She has brought professional, and
She owes her success to her mother, Christina. “I’m constantly
A.reported | B.refused | C.greeted | D.consulted |
A.effort | B.hope | C.pressure | D.pity |
A.response | B.change | C.access | D.desire |
A.casually | B.occasionally | C.nervously | D.tirelessly |
A.attend | B.leave | C.stop | D.manage |
A.species | B.means | C.excuse | D.match |
A.missed | B.dropped | C.received | D.predicted |
A.experiments | B.competitions | C.travels | D.studies |
A.mental | B.financial | C.academic | D.suitable |
A.global | B.unreal | C.equal | D.unique |
A.taking up | B.looking for | C.giving up | D.fighting for |
A.announced | B.served | C.remembered | D.protected |
A.natural | B.lonely | C.painful | D.familiar |
A.striking | B.smiling | C.aiming | D.coming |
A.amount to | B.refer to | C.deal with | D.meet with |
I’d lived next door to Debbie and her 84-year-old mother, Nan, for about six months and we’d become fast friends. Nan was blind and was also hard of hearing. One day, when Debbie was at work, she asked me to check on her mother. She fixed some baby monitors (监控器) and gave me a receiver.
I was glad to help. But I also felt a little funny about it. After all, what could I do? I’ve been born blind, too. In fact, at 54, I’d come to wonder if I had much value anymore.
At 9:00 pm I grabbed up my cane (手杖) and headed over to Debbie’s. After a brief check, I felt everything was fine, so I said goodnight to Nan. Then I locked the door and found my way home. I sat on my chair, switched on the receiver and laid it on an end table. However, Minutes later I heard a sound. It was Nan on the receiver. She was walking slowly across the floor. A door opened. Maybe she’s heading to the bathroom. Then I heard something strange, something I couldn’t identify. Had she turned on the shower? Why? Maybe the sound was something else. Something catching fire?
The monitor was one-way. I couldn’t call her. I reached for my cane and starting to get worried. I got out of my chair and headed for the door. “Jim! Jim!” I heard over the monitor. “The house is on fire! Help!”
I went as fast as I could to Debbie’s. I had to get Nan out. But how? I wasn’t even sure where Nan was, let alone how I would get to her. One thing I knew: There wasn’t much time. When getting to the front door, I could smell heavy and thick smoke. I reached for my key and unlocked the door. “Nan!” I called. No sound. Was I too late?
“Here, Jim. Help!” Her voice was weak.
“Nan, where are you? Keep talking!”
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“Here, Jim, here!” Sounded as if she’s right in front of me.
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I tapped with my cane until we found the front door.
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5 . Bailey, a recently adopted dog ran away from her new owner. The adoptive family had searched for it for several days, but
They
Bailey
“At 1:42am Bailey is ringing the doorbell like, ‘I’m
Hyde
Bailey is now home with her new family.
1.A.in trouble | B.in vain | C.at risk | D.under attack |
A.jumped | B.brought | C.turned | D.took |
A.watch | B.exhibition | C.business | D.sale |
A.believe | B.change | C.expect | D.hope |
A.flight | B.drive | C.length | D.journey |
A.mental | B.digital | C.local | D.good |
A.left | B.reached | C.abandon | D.adopt |
A.new | B.former | C.old | D.forever |
A.tired | B.fine | C.honored | D.home |
A.going | B.singing | C.falling | D.shouting |
A.reaching | B.crying | C.waiting | D.waving |
A.got | B.took | C.blew | D.rushed |
A.hard | B.aloud | C.far | D.little |
A.night | B.evening | C.afternoon | D.morning |
A.special | B.long | C.critical | D.short |
Last Saturday David was taking a walk in the park near his home when he noticed a woman with a boy of about eight years old. When David passed them, he heard the woman yelling: “How stupid you are! You’re good at nothing.” David stopped and looked at the little boy. The boy said nothing. He just stood there, looking upset.
David was reminded of his English teacher Mrs. Brown in middle school. After he entered middle school, David lacked self-confidence because he was often made fun of by others. He was often told that he was good at nothing, which David believed.
But one day it all changed. That day, in an English writing class, Mrs. Brown asked them to read a novel. They were asked to write a new chapter of the novel after they finished reading it. A few days later, David handed in his story. He didn’t give it much thought. But the next day to his surprise, the comment “well done” from Brown came into view the moment he turned to the page where the story was written. When David read that, he almost burst into tears. He had never expected to be praised. He suddenly gained some self-confidence.
That day after he returned home, he wrote another short story and gave it to Mrs. Brown the next morning. And again he was praised. David became very interested in writing. He often wrote short dories and asked Mrs. Brown to read them and correct them for him. Mrs. Brown always gave him good advice to improve them. One year later, David joined the school newspaper and became an editor of it. He gained his confidence and was hopeful about his future.
He succeeded in entering college and kept writing. Several years after graduating from college, he had his first book published, becoming famous as a writer in his country. And he owed his success to Mrs. Brown’s encouragement. Without her encouragement, his life might be very different now.
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Inspired by his own life story, David decided to do something for that boy.
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The mother was ashamed when she heard that.
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Thirty years ago, I was a sixteen-year-old boy, tall and thin. It was the end of summer and the cool winds of fall were in the air. In front of a house, there was a truckload of wood, which my father, my brother and I had unloaded the day before.
My father and my brother were out to do farm work, so I needed to move these pieces of wood around the house again and again to where we were piling the chooped wood. And then I would cover it with oilcloth to keep it from getting wet. In those days, we used to use these wood fires to cook. We tried our best to collect firewood because we still needed some to get through the whole winter.
I worked fast at first, but soon I realized that I needed to go slower if I didn’t want to make myself too tired. Then I spent much time piling the wood and tying it together with a rope in case of falling down. To start with, I thought the work was boring. But then it became a game for me. Seeing that I could pile the wood so neatly, I smiled during the hard work.
After a while, the wood was all piled up, and my skinny arms felt a little sore. However, I didn’t stop working. I still needed to fetch some water with containers from the spring near our home. Our well water was so full of iron that it tasted terrible, so all cooking and drinking water had to come from the spring. The five-gallon containers felt like they weighed a ton, but I picked one at a time and carried them all up the hill to my house.
As I carried the last container back home, I saw my mother smiling at me at the door with a glass of tea in her hand. She said to me, “Here you are, baby. Just take a break.” We sat down with our dogs at our feet, watching the leaves blowing in the wind. Relaxing in the moment of peace and harmony, I figured out a good way to get water easier.
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I decided to make a pipe to convey water.
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My neighbors came to my house to get water at dusk.
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8 . My father often works very hard. And he has
One afternoon, when he finished his work and
But to our
When my father was sitting in his seat, a
A.little money | B.little time | C.much money | D.much time |
A.a strange story | B.a good story | C.an old story | D.a funny story |
A.was to | B.ought to | C.had to | D.was about to |
A.box | B.glass | C.book | D.paper |
A.pretended | B.liked | C.happened | D.wanted |
A.that | B.this | C.it | D.which |
A.evening | B.afternoon | C.day | D.morning |
A.quickly | B.quietly | C.early | D.suddenly |
A.hello | B.good night | C.good evening | D.good-bye |
A.disappointment | B.surprise | C.sorrow | D.joy |
A.told | B.explained | C.asked | D.wanted |
A.a | B.the | C.some | D.one |
A.man | B.nurse | C.doctor | D.woman |
A.taken | B.his | C.hers | D.wrong |
A.or | B.but | C.and | D.so |
A.Seat3 | B.Seat2 | C.Seat1 | D.Seat4 |
A.to bring | B.to show | C.to see | D.to get |
A.When | B.How | C.Why | D.Where |
A.designs | B.owners | C.prices | D.colors |
A.I’m sad | B.I’m worried | C.I’m wrong | D.I’m sorry |
9 . In the summer of 2015, Brian Peterson and his wife Vanessa had just moved to Santa Ana, California. Outside the couple’s fourth-floor apartment, a homeless man was often yelling (叫喊) on the street corner, sometimes keeping them awake at night. Peterson would pass the man on his way to his job as a car designer, but they never spoke.
One day, Peterson was relaxing in his living room, reading a book about the power of love in action, when his quiet was influenced by the homeless man. Inspired (赋予灵感) by the book’s message, Peterson made an unexpected decision: He was going to go outside and introduce himself.
In that first conversation, Peterson learned that the man’s name was Matt Faris. He’d moved to Southern California from Kentucky to look for a job in music, but he soon fell on hard times and ended up living on the street for more than twenty years. “It was the strangest thing to me,” Peterson thought of their first conversation. “I saw beauty on the face of a man who probably hadn’t had a shower in close to a year. And his story, the life inside of him, moved me.” And even though Peterson, a graduate of the Cleveland Institute of Art, hadn’t picked up a paintbrush for about eight years, he found himself asking if he could paint Faris’s portrait (肖像). Faris said yes.
Peterson’s connection with Faris led him to form Faces of Santa Ana, a nonprofit (非营利的) organization focusing on befriending and painting portraits of homeless people. Peterson sells the portraits with the owners’ permission and puts the earning into the organization, which helps many poor people.
1. What can we learn about Peterson from paragraph 1?A.He moved to California alone. |
B.He learned a lot about the homeless man. |
C.He helped the homeless man to be a car designer. |
D.He was influenced by the homeless man sometimes. |
A.He wanted to ask Faris to keep quiet. |
B.He hoped to paint a portrait for Faris. |
C.He planned to share a book with Faris. |
D.He was inspired by the book he was reading. |
A.Peterson shared a photo with Faris |
B.Peterson was touched by Faris’s story. |
C.Peterson told Faris about his bad luck. |
D.Peterson offered to take Faris to have a bath. |
A.Brave. | B.Proud. | C.Caring. | D.Honest. |
10 . When I was 15 years old, I was a straight-A student. I was always
While trying to
I didn’t
My English teacher noticed what I was
As the year progressed, I made many friends and won many awards as well. Looking back, I see that my depression (沮丧) slowly disappeared. Having a friend really
A.directed | B.trained | C.compared | D.surrounded |
A.improved | B.passed | C.changed | D.failed |
A.adapt | B.turn | C.move | D.react |
A.however | B.besides | C.therefore | D.ever |
A.report | B.lecture | C.communicate | D.perform |
A.wild | B.blank | C.silent | D.free |
A.hope | B.effort | C.stress | D.research |
A.surprised | B.excited | C.frustrated | D.annoyed |
A.going through | B.concentrating on | C.learning about | D.running after |
A.Proud | B.Afraid | C.Confident | D.Anxious |
A.Actually | B.Undoubtedly | C.Gradually | D.Strangely |
A.track | B.purpose | C.business | D.duty |
A.decisions | B.grades | C.abilities | D.goals |
A.suggested | B.planned | C.designed | D.expected |
A.helped | B.impressed | C.succeeded | D.competed |