1 . The other day,Jenny and I went to a cookbook launch party at our friend Odette’s apartment. We stood in her
Jenny looked at me in
Oh, right! I
For the entire second half of the party,friends kept coming up to say goodbye and
Goodbyes are, by their very nature, at least a mild disappointment. So I
A.hall | B.kitchen | C.bedroom | D.garden |
A.outside | B.sideways | C.home | D.away |
A.slip out | B.hide in | C.set off | D.go up |
A.hope | B.trust | C.anger | D.puzzlement |
A.informed | B.convinced | C.forgot | D.decided |
A.decade | B.year | C.century | D.month |
A.witnessed | B.supplied | C.attended | D.threw |
A.humorous | B.great | C.miserable | D.busy |
A.promise | B.show | C.wish | D.owe |
A.single | B.devoted | C.lonely | D.healthy |
A.life | B.party | C.game | D.world |
A.owners | B.attendants | C.guests | D.hosts |
A.simply | B.frequently | C.smoothly | D.excitedly |
A.assist | B.command | C.encourage | D.require |
A.ignore | B.mind | C.remember | D.notice |
2 . A relative invited me to come and live in his house. With complete
When I arrived, he said, “Things have
I was stunned. I was so
In order to live, I submitted articles to magazines in India and, occasionally, they
Those years of
A.agreement | B.interest | C.faith | D.curiosity |
A.ready for | B.bound for | C.relevant to | D.accessible to |
A.secretly | B.constantly | C.frequently | D.smoothly |
A.adventure | B.advantage | C.choice | D.application |
A.improved | B.failed | C.ended | D.changed |
A.touched | B.frightened | C.excited | D.shocked |
A.impossible | B.opposite | C.unknown | D.unlimited |
A.surfaced | B.disappeared | C.passed | D.melted |
A.blamed | B.charged | C.paid | D.thanked |
A.exploring | B.wandering | C.frustration | D.contribution |
A.settle | B.decorate | C.restore | D.visit |
A.logical | B.physical | C.spiritual | D.material |
A.expectation | B.perseverance | C.imagination | D.experience |
A.saved | B.affected | C.hidden | D.overcome |
A.office | B.hotel | C.home | D.company |
Cathy, my mom, whose pet phrase (口头禅) was “Never give up”, was our family’s beacon of positivity. It was not a title she earmed without concerted (一致的) effort, however. When she was only thirty years old, her husband was killed in a car accident and she was left to raise me alone.
My mom could have lived under a black cloud. Instead, she challenged herself to find joy every day. Leading by example, Mom taught me just how much one could accomplish with a positive attitude. She has taken the same approach in her relationship with her grandchildren-Max and Charley.
One hot summer afternoon, my mom and her two grandsons, having spent two hours building sand castles and collecting sea shells on the beach, sank into their beach chairs to have a rest. How they longed for delicious ice cream to cool themselves, especially the two kids!
Suddenly, my mom heard the familiar loud clang (叮当声) of the ice-cream man’s bell from her beach chair. She turned quickly and saw him briefly, spotting his distinctive green shirt and catching the gleam of his waving bell before he turned and disappeared over the dunes (沙丘).
Happily, the ice-cream man’s visit was a daily occurrence at the beach, although the lag time between the sound of his bell and the departure of his truck was not long. One must be quick enough to catch him to buy the ice cream.
Max and Charley were in great disappointment when they didn’t catch him in time that day because they really wanted to have a taste of those cool ice-creams. That was until my mom’s eyes sparkled and she said to the kids, “Never give up!” She explained to the kids that the truck might be gone, but they should be able to catch him up at its next stop. And the kids agreed immediately.
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Paragraph 1: So Max and Charley, accompanied by my mom, began their mission.
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Paragraph 2: Max and Charley, encouraged by my mom, ran another three blocks.
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4 . In the spring of 2013, my wife and I opened Literati Bookstore in Ann Arbor, Michigan. Opening a community-minded independent bookstore was a dream we’d shared. We were in our late twenties, pursuing adream.
When opening day arrived, we unlocked the door and held our breath. One by one, people walked inside, paged through new books, and discussed favourite authors. The bookstore came alive.
That morning, I had set out a typewriter on our lower level for anyone to use. It was a community-building experiment: What if people could walk into a bookstore and type anything they wanted?
The first typewriter I ever fell in love with was my grandfather’s -a 1930s Smith Corona. My memory of him is limited to impressions: visits to his Florida apartment, beach picnics, and a fascinating black typewriter on his writing desk. One year, long after he passed, Grandma gave me his Smith Corona for Christmas. At the time, I was a struggling writer. Seeing his old typewriter again stirred something in me. His typewriter made writing fun again. And for the first time since his death, I felt connected to him, to a past I never really knew.
The typewriter I set out on opening day was a light blue Olivetti Lettera 32. I inserted a clean piece of paper and let it be: the world’s smallest publishing house, waiting for an author. One of the notes I found that first day was: Thank you for being here. I didn’t see the typer’s identity, so it appeared as though the typewriter itself was thanking me. Soon, more notes accumulated. Typewriting had become part of our bookstore’s identity.
Customers and friends began encouraging me to turn these notes into a book. At first, I was hesitant. But then I read through the piles of messy, typewritten pages again. Some made me tear up; many made me laugh out loud. They shouldn’t be locked inside my filing cabinet at home. Inside our store, surrounded by books that have been labored over by authors, editors, and marketers, there’s a way for people to publish directly into the world in permanent ink spelling errors and all.
1. Why did the author set out a typewriter in the bookstore?A.To honour his grandfather. |
B.To provide convenience to customers. |
C.To offer people a way to express themselves. |
D.To respond to community residents’ requirement. |
A.Curious. | B.Amused. | C.Surprised. | D.Inspired. |
A.There was a publishing house in the bookstore. |
B.The bookstore was famous for its unique typewriter. |
C.The typewritten notes were full of spelling errors. |
D.The author would publish a book consisting of those notes. |
A.Nothing is impossible to a willing heart. |
B.Everyone can be a writer of his own life. |
C.It only takes a typewriter to be an author. |
D.Books are the ever-burning lamps of accumulated wisdom. |
5 . In December 2004, I had just become a professional photographer and was working on a project about communities who live on the sea, known as sea nomads (海上游牧民族). I was living with members of the Chao-Ley tribe (部落) on a small island in southern Thailand. We didn’t share a language and relied on body language to communicate.
I went out to sea with them regularly. One morning, I was due to set out with a group of six Chao-Ley fishermen in a small boat. The sea looked different, with the water totally still.
About 20 minutes after we left and a few miles out in the open sea, one of the fishermen pointed to a small white spot far in the distance. It was getting bigger and bigger very quickly. This was a tsunami (海啸) wave speeding through the ocean.
Usually, the deeper the water, the weaker the wave. But we weren’t out far enough to be safe, nor close enough to shore to make it back in time. We were stuck. I began to feel really scared.
The captain told the six of us where to sit, so we would balance out the boat. My camera was in my backpack. I wanted to capture the scene, but I couldn’t. Any movement would imbalance the boat. Suddenly there was a huge noise. The wave hit the boat, but in a flash the skilled captain managed to swerve (使突然转向) us up and onto the wave. Then the boat moved from the tip of the wave down into safe waters. Our eyes and mouths were wide open, and everyone let out heavy sighs. The captain had saved us all.
Surviving gave me a deep understanding of how important life can be. I’ve been going back to Southeast Asia almost every year since. The photography project has become a thank-you to the people who saved my life. The picture I wanted to take on the boat remains “the one that got away” – I think every photographer has one. But mine changed my life.
1. What happened before the author set out with the fishermen?A.The captain wanted to cancel the trip. |
B.He noticed something unusual. |
C.They saw a white spot in the distance. |
D.It looked like it was about to rain. |
A.When fishermen on the boat felt nervous. |
B.When he realized they were trapped. |
C.When the boat was about to be hit. |
D.When the boat shook violently. |
A.Helping the captain swerve. |
B.Taking a photo of the wave. |
C.Trying not to move. |
D.Reaching for his backpack. |
A.We should have the courage to take risks. |
B.Opportunity never knocks twice. |
C.Life is too short to be wasted. |
D.Sometimes regrets in life can save us. |
6 . I had this girl in my class and I always considered her to be really foolish. She’d ask a ton of questions in class, which I would
However, the fact was that she’d almost always top the class examinations and everyone was confused. Some students said she was
I’m pretty socially awkward so I never really talked to her. She was leaving school this year and I was truly
It was such a
A.agree | B.consider | C.remember | D.doubt |
A.noise | B.sigh | C.cry | D.laughter |
A.cheating | B.pretending | C.playing | D.studying |
A.active | B.intelligent | C.hard-working | D.easy-going |
A.heard | B.expected | C.believed | D.agreed |
A.curious | B.worried | C.crazy | D.excited |
A.extremely | B.finally | C.naturally | D.obviously |
A.leave | B.advice | C.help | D.permission |
A.give up | B.debate about | C.turn down | D.write down |
A.explain | B.repeat | C.ask | D.solve |
A.mistakes | B.sense | C.progress | D.friends |
A.annoying | B.interesting | C.surprising | D.touching |
A.judged | B.described | C.taught | D.introduced |
A.way | B.lesson | C.strategy | D.result |
A.change | B.need | C.refuse | D.encourage |
7 . It’s a classic story: A kid is forced to learn an instrument from a young age, they play it throughout their childhood, and they develop a bittersweet relationship with it. Is the constant battle between the love for the music and the hate for the constant challenge worth the fight? For me, it was.
I started playing the piano when I was four-that was 15 years ago! This was huge commitment, so there must have been something worth holding on to, right?
The easy guess is that I was purely in love with music and piano. Although that’s the sweeter tale, it’s a bit more complicated. I struggled a lot with piano. Family and peers were, at least in my own head, constantly placed beside me in competition. I felt pressure to be the best in order to prove something to others-and more devastatingly (破坏性地) to prove something to myself. The seed of my musical interest was grown in the sunlight of competition and doubt. Hate sprouted (滋生) when my self-criticism hit too hard.
It’s difficult to learn to love something that didn’t originate from love. For a while, piano was more of an annoyance than a hobby. But somehow, love grew. It was deeply buried. But it was there, and by high school,it was strong enough that when I was truly on the verge of quitting any kind of formal training. I found the strength to hold on tighter, and dig further. I switched teachers, and got incredibly lucky with one who helped me tunnel into what I loved. I learned pieces for myself, I composed for myself, and I found confidence not because I got “good enough,” but because I learned that anything I had was good enough.
The love and hate I’ve had for the piano were both planted and grown. If you too have learned to hate something, remember that with commitment, it can be uprooted, and love can make a home in its place. There is always time. There is always room.
1. What does the author want to show by telling a classic story?A.The benefits of music. |
B.Kids’ struggle in learning instruments. |
C.Kids’ bittersweet childhood. |
D.The popularity of learning instruments. |
A.She finally quit formal training. |
B.She never treated it as her hobby. |
C.She was in pure love with music and piano. |
D.She once experienced great pressure from herself. |
A.Her attitude. | B.Her training. |
C.Her compromise. | D.Her achievement. |
A.Practice makes perfect. |
B.Love is a thing that grows. |
C.Content is better than riches. |
D.Chance favors the prepared mind. |
8 . Most of us want to be a person of courage. We often think only a few people can truly practice it, but each day offers us a chance, and each one of us should grasp that chance to be courageous.
Courage is what an ordinary woman, Rosa Parks, displayed in 1955 in Montgomery, Alabama, when she refused to give up her bus seat to a white man. Her courage and her arrest that followed launched the Montgomery bus boycott and became a historical moment in the civil rights movement.
For example. I will never forget the courage of a young mother I prayed with in the hospital. She was battling terminal cancer and refused to give up for the sake of her small children. She fought hard until the end. Or, at the peak of the Covid-19 pandemic in New York, my friend, a nurse who pushed through her fears to care for the infected.
Author Mary Anne Rademacher writes, “
A.Courage does not always roar. |
B.We tend to underestimate the power of courage |
C.Actually, courage is the most important of all the virtues. |
D.Courage is the silver bullet to help us succeed in life. |
E.Courage is the strength to do something even if you are afraid. |
F.Every day she stepped into the danger zone where patients struggled to live. |
G.While we might not be in such a position, we can all be courageous facing challenges. |
9 . Nathan was a boy in my band class as well as in my math class. I never really liked him. He didn’t have any friends at all and always sat
One day, when I walked into band class and was
Even Mr. Kobler laughed a little and then told Nathan “ Come here, buddy.” Nathan
Then I got surprised. Nathan had guessed all the pitches
A.alone | B.lazily | C.happily | D.hopelessly |
A.listening | B.caring | C.praising | D.sharing |
A.satisfied | B.excited | C.confused | D.annoyed |
A.wrong | B.long | C.brief | D.puzzling |
A.applaud | B.laugh | C.ignore | D.help |
A.nervous | B.afraid | C.ready | D.free |
A.movies | B.jokes | C.games | D.music |
A.note | B.beat | C.tune | D.song |
A.independently | B.carefully | C.properly | D.bravely |
A.came | B.rose | C.jumped | D.sat |
A.repeat | B.guess | C.play | D.sing |
A.crazy | B.noisy | C.silent | D.blank |
A.tricked | B.bothered | C.encouraged | D.challenged |
A.correctly | B.luckily | C.seriously | D.confidently |
A.related to | B.leading to | C.based on | D.deciding on |
10 . That morning, I got the train as always. I was a publishing director and was looking forward to embracing a new day of work, as usual. I would always turn to the crossword (纵横填字游戏), but that day it didn’t make sense. I’d been doing it for 30-old years, but trying to read this one was like walking through syrup (糖浆):
I said to my assistant. The
I was back at home a week later, and my goal was to get better and return to work in a couple of months. The way to
As the months passed, it became self-evident that I wasn’t going to be able to go back to my old job. For 25 years, I had
In the darkest months, I devoted myself to
A.temporarily | B.scarcely | C.unbelievably | D.mildly |
A.curious | B.reserved | C.casual | D.concerned |
A.messes | B.deals | C.identifies | D.cooperates |
A.practical | B.absurd | C.impossible | D.innocent |
A.gaining | B.rebuilding | C.revealing | D.improving |
A.slipped | B.doubted | C.wandered | D.fled |
A.informed | B.evaluated | C.reflected | D.defined |
A.angry | B.cautious | C.awesome | D.merciless |
A.speaking | B.trying | C.writing | D.managing |
A.since | B.until | C.so | D.as |
A.favor | B.patience | C.sympathy | D.comfort |
A.Gradually | B.Hopefully | C.Narrowly | D.Annually |
A.above | B.with | C.beyond | D.below |
A.arrange | B.compare | C.rank | D.declare |
A.genius | B.community | C.dignity | D.family |