Trust your bad luck
Before this time, I usually buy a first class train ticket. That is necessary! Because this is one of the most crowded and poorest region in the world, I am afraid that there are no seats in the general class. Unluckily, this time I was running late. I was informed there was no first class seating available, so I was forced to buy a general ticket.
The general coach was extremely crowded. Smell of sweat and sighs from tired bodies troubled me. I stepped over people sitting on the floor, asking them to make a little space for me to stand, but nobody moved. Finally, I had to shout at two poor people to make a standing place near the gate for me. As several hours passed, I continued changing the pressure on my legs, one by one, to ease the pain of standing. The entire time, I cursed(咒骂) in my heart, “Damn! Bad luck has ruined my day!”
Suddenly, at about 3 am, a strange sound woke me up. I scanned the coach. Everyone was sleeping. Hadn’t anyone else heard it? Beside the train gate, I noticed an empty space. That space wasn’t there before. I’d know it. For the entire journey, I’d stood just four meters from that gate. If there had been a space, I would have taken it. My mind raced. No! A young man was sleeping there just now. I shouted, “Pull the emergency chain!” I was nowhere near the chain.
A group of people awoke in surprise. “What’s going on?” They quizzed. “I think someone accidentally fell off the train.” I replied. Those men sitting near the chain stared wide-eyed, motionless, for fear of facing a fine or punishment. So I struggled through the crowd, reached for that emergency chain and pulled it. Finally, the train stopped.
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Within seconds, a policeman rushed forward, “Who touched the emergency chain?”
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It was the young man! He was lying alongside the track, injured.
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2 . It had been forty years since I graduated from high school, but the staircase haunted my memories. The concrete steps led up to the Smiley Building. I climbed those steps several times each day to get to math class or visit my locker.
Boys would sit on both sides of the staircase, rating the girls on a scale of I to 10 as we walked by. If they thought a girl was ugly, they barked. Every time I walked, the barks and laughter rang in my ears. “Just ignore them,” my mother advised. And I did. Just on the surface.
Eventually, I graduated, got accepted to college, launched a rewarding career, got married and raised two amazing boys. But when I looked in the mirror, the doubts returned.
Then I got an invitation to my fortieth high school reunion. “Why would you go back there? I thought you didn’t like high school.” My brother complained. I didn’t, but I wanted to show the boys that I had all the things they’d made me feel I wasn’t worthy of. I put on my favorite blouse, touched up my make—up, and steeled myself for the Friday night opening reception.
Maybe it’s true that memory is the first thing to go. People greeted me politely, drinks in hand, flattering me with “You haven’t changed at all.” I’d look at the face and study the name-tag with the graduation photo, but it didn’t ring a bell most of the time. Was I at the wrong reunion? No, some women remembered my mother being their Girl Scout leader. Others had kind things to say about my father, a local college professor.
My planned speech wilted (萎靡不振) on my lips. Instead, I chatted breezily about my new life. People were nice enough, but aside from a couple of friends, I felt like I was talking to strangers.
It was pointless to feel angry at people I couldn’t even recognize. I was only hurting myself by replaying those memories in my mind. I knew I needed to forgive and move on.
1. Why couldn’t the author ignore the boys’ laughter?A.She fell into self-doubt. |
B.She had an ugly appearance. |
C.Her mother kept reminding her. |
D.The boys’ laughter were impressive. |
A.Called old classmates. | B.Dressed herself up. |
C.Argued with her brother. | D.Renewed her closet. |
A.People treated the author impolitely. |
B.The author found herself in a wrong reunion. |
C.Everyone present received a graduation photo. |
D.The author failed to recognize many of her classmates. |
A.Excited. | B.Relieved. | C.Annoyed. | D.Hopeless. |
3 . It was the middle of third grade and I am not sure what had gotten into me. I lied for no reason at all and about the daffiest things. I lied that I had eaten all my dinner. I lied that I had brushed my teeth. My lies were not hurting anyone, but I felt the need to say things that were not so.
My parents tried everything to understand why I made up stuff. Was I looking for attention? Maybe. I soon realized the new attention I was getting was horrible. I was labeled a liar and my parents did not trust me.
My sisters and I were invited to spend the weekend with my aunt. We all loved the times at Aunt Kim’s house because she spoiled us. She gave us the perfect food—hot dogs and cheese. She had cool pencils, erasers and other supplies that any young girl would love to have.
Then it happened... someone took one of Aunt Kim’s art pencils and drew across the entire top of the wall.When Aunt Kim discovered the destruction, all three of us were asked to confess(承认). Nobody did! She told us how disappointed she was and was on the phone with my parents. They were on their way to pick me up!
It had to be me! I was the liar. No amount of protesting could convince any of them that I had not committed the crime. I was taken home and sent to my room for the test of the day.
And then there was a knock at the front door! Aunt Kim was standing there. It turns out my younger sister finally felt guilty! She confessed that she was the one
Funny, I don’t even remember being mad at my sister. I learned a valuable lesson. No matter how big or small your lies, once you are labeled a liar, earning trust takes a lot of work and time. I promised myself right then I would be an honest person.
1. What does the underlined word “daffiest” mean in Paragraph 1?A.Cleverest | B.Silliest | C.Funniest. | D.Ughest |
A.They didn’t put their trust in me. | B.They were willing to believe me. |
C.They didn’t love me anymore. | D.They regretted to trust me. |
A.She might hate her aunt. | B.She would blame her sister. |
C.She might leave her family. | D.She would never lie again. |
A.A lie may take care of the present and future. | B.We never know the love of the parents |
C.To have a bad reputation is to be half hanged. | D.Every family has its own source of shame. |
4 . The days that make us happy make us wise.
--- John Masefield
When I first read this line by England's Poet Laureate, it
Slowly, I seemed to
Active happiness---not mere satisfaction or
Nor are the
Consequently, the long vision is there for the seeing. The ground at your feet, the world about you---people, thoughts, emotions, pressures---are now
A.terrified | B.satisfied | C.surprised | D.upset |
A.other | B.opposite | C.view | D.contrast |
A.arresting | B.amazing | C.interesting | D.disturbing |
A.handle | B.observe | C.appreciate | D.seize |
A.iced | B.clouded | C.rained | D.snowed |
A.roads | B.paths | C.spots | D.places |
A.fulfillment | B.sorrow | C.disappointment | D.entertainment |
A.embraced | B.interrupted | C.responded | D.accompanied |
A.brightness | B.stupidity | C.shortcomings | D.memories |
A.physical | B.sharp | C.spiritual | D.solid |
A.insights | B.impressions | C.attentions | D.expectations |
A.extended | B.collapsed | C.witnessed | D.withdrew |
A.got out | B.stayed on | C.kept off | D.fitted into |
A.proportion | B.position | C.explanations | D.duty |
A.happiness | B.wisdom | C.ability | D.life |
5 . Once a year, around the time when Christians celebrate Easter, Muslims celebrate Ramadan and Jews celebrate Passover, I often invite my 24-person team to a joyful and special dinner at my place. To
I think this
Yet when people
I’m also really
As the person in charge of the lab, I see preserving a variety of cultural backgrounds as an important part of my job. Such an accessible, varied and supportive
A.accommodate | B.avoid | C.change | D.control |
A.enjoy | B.throw | C.prepare | D.taste |
A.dream | B.tradition | C.promise | D.debate |
A.strange | B.conservative | C.poor | D.diverse |
A.gives up | B.turns down | C.consists of | D.leaves out |
A.breakthroughs | B.backgrounds | C.ambitions | D.hobbies |
A.differences | B.recipes | C.requirements | D.standards |
A.visit | B.praise | C.join | D.aid |
A.regret | B.charge | C.sympathy | D.love |
A.surprised at | B.proud of | C.interested in | D.worried about |
A.curious | B.casual | C.careful | D.relaxed |
A.thank | B.defeat | C.compare | D.choose |
A.scientifically | B.physically | C.mentally | D.financially |
A.respect | B.protect | C.stand | D.doubt |
A.chance | B.position | C.lecture | D.environment |
6 . Age is truly just a number if our hearts are young. Lee Minor, an 85-year-old retired psychologist, has
“I like to run in all kinds of
Minor’s enthusiasm for running is
Last fall, Robert graduated from the university, despite the challenges of his illness. “When I went across the stage, and as I’m getting my
The stories of Minor and Robert are reminders that age and illness need not
A.proven | B.approved | C.won | D.imagined |
A.starting | B.center | C.finishing | D.bottom |
A.depressed | B.thrilled | C.calm | D.uneasy |
A.weather | B.zones | C.illness | D.phases |
A.position | B.footprints | C.reflections | D.route |
A.infectious | B.temporary | C.blind | D.restricted |
A.wait | B.abandon | C.exist | D.run |
A.award | B.suspend | C.quit | D.pursue |
A.powerful | B.visible | C.boring | D.accurate |
A.uniform | B.application | C.certificate | D.license |
A.slid away | B.gave up | C.broke in | D.choked out |
A.emotional | B.identical | C.financial | D.abstract |
A.enjoy | B.reject | C.doubt | D.expect |
A.save | B.define | C.distinguish | D.witness |
A.scholarship | B.fitness | C.passion | D.career |
7 . It started with a parenting course I-took when my three sons were in elementary school. The class consisted of eight two-hour sessions and included reading and homework assignments. The basic message weaving its way through all eight sessions was “Pick Your Battles”. Another piece of advice that went along with that was “Remain Flexible”.
What started out as parenting advice went much further than that and has guided me to this day after taking the class when the situation presented itself. If there were two differing opinions’, I would stop and think. I had to decide if theoutcome was worth a battle or was even worth the time it took to discuss it. If my son wanted to wear the same superhero shirt to school three days in the row, did it really matter? No, I would have been more comfortable if he had worn a clear shirt each day, but he was happy. If his friends gave him a hard time about his shirt, he would have to deal with it. It wasn’t my issue after all.
The class also told us that flexibility especially when it involved kids, was key. Was it more important to follow a planned schedule or was it better to remain flexible enough to make changes to that schedule even at the last minute? Well, of course you need to be flexible and make changes. We were with a group a few years ago, driving through the mountains to a small town where we were planning to have a picnic lunch. On the way there we saw that a beautiful new winery (葡萄酒厂) had opened. It was not on our schedule. If we stopped, it would delay our picnic in the park, but we did stop. We had an amazing experience. Had we not been flexible, we would have missed out on that fantastic opportunity.
1. What will the author do when a dispute arises after the parenting course?A.Take action to settle it immediately. |
B.Judge if it is worth spending time on. |
C.Stop the disagreement and compromise. |
D.Stick to his view whatever the situation is. |
A.Ask him to keep tidy at once. |
B.Discuss the problem with his friends. |
C.Keep silent and let him realize it by himself. |
D.Talk with him frankly about his problem. |
A.Visiting a winery can’t be a wrong choice. |
B.Making changes can turn out satisfying. |
C.Following a planned schedule is a priority. |
D.Choosing a suitable place is essential. |
A.To recommend the parenting course to other friends. |
B.To show that the parenting course is helpful to him. |
C.To share with readers his experience in the winery. |
D.To introduce the structure of the parenting course. |
8 . I had never been more anxious in my life. I had just arrived at the airport to travel home. As I watched the bus driver set my luggage on the airport sidewalk, I realized my
This was my first visit alone to the international terminal (航站楼) of the airport, and nothing was
I tried to ask a passing businessman for help, but my
I dragged my enormous suitcase, went after them and reached the elevators. Oh, no! They all fit in it, but not enough room for me. I watched
Tears formed as I saw the empty hall and realized I would
When I turned to thank him, he was gone. I never got an opportunity to know that man’s name, but I would always remember his unexpected
A.anxiety | B.excitement | C.curiosity | D.liberty |
A.special | B.wrong | C.familiar | D.perfect |
A.counters | B.destinations | C.regulations | D.signs |
A.doubt | B.panic | C.weep | D.inquire |
A.manners | B.instructions | C.words | D.tones |
A.bus | B.plane | C.businessman | D.employee |
A.lead | B.follow | C.guide | D.direct |
A.in surprise | B.in relief | C.in delight | D.in despair |
A.tried out | B.clicked on | C.stared at | D.sorted out |
A.announced | B.stressed | C.suggested | D.promised |
A.joyfully | B.firmly | C.calmly | D.cautiously |
A.aboard | B.miss | C.catch | D.abandon |
A.lost | B.upset | C.disturbed | D.embarrassed |
A.encounter | B.disappearance | C.kindness | D.guidance |
A.awesome | B.unforgettable | C.tiring | D.terrible |
9 . Ben was bothered every time he went through the kitchen. It was that little metal contain on the shelf above his wife Martha’s cook stove, which he had been repeatedly
Ben never saw Martha cook a dish without taking the container of the shelf and sprinkling (洒)
Then one day Martha became ill and was kept overnight in the hospital. Feeling lonely and bored in the house after returning home, Ben
A.forbidden | B.told | C.inspired | D.threatened |
A.recipe | B.menu | C.herb | D.tobacco |
A.refilling | B.restoring | C.emptying | D.decorating |
A.pleased | B.concerned | C.puzzled | D.relieved |
A.valuable | B.previous | C.tasteless | D.messy |
A.yet | B.even | C.still | D.just |
A.failed | B.hurt | C.worked | D.changed |
A.wife | B.host | C.housekeeper | D.cook |
A.delightful | B.comforting | C.annoying | D.irresistible |
A.broke into | B.wandered into | C.ran out of | D.went back to |
A.opened | B.wetted | C.blinded | D.drew |
A.satisfied | B.calm | C.astonished | D.angry |
A.wrapped | B.unfolded | C.tore | D.wrinkled |
A.recognized | B.mentioned | C.treated | D.received |
A.stupidly | B.simply | C.cautiously | D.safely |
It was an ordinary but unforgettable Saturday, and everything was nice and peaceful. The wind, soft but a little cool, clicked through tree branches and stirred the bushes. I was walking along the river, which is rushing and sparkling between green banks, and enjoying some hot chocolate with the sun shining down on me on this nice spring day. I was in the mood to do something nice for a stranger and started to look around for an opportunity to do a random act of kindness.
Two minutes later I was approached from across the pathway by a complete stranger. I wasn’t sure why he was approaching me, when from out of nowhere he started talking to me really rudely. I could tell he was probably drunk or high or who-knows-what, so I just stayed calm and kept walking ahead. There were hundreds of people sitting on benches nearby and walking along the South Bank with me, so I wasn’t really worried.
However, as I tried to walk along, he kept saying offensive things to me and trying to get my attention. I tried to change my course and he kept following me, coming closer each time, and just wouldn’t leave me alone. At one point, he literally cornered me near the rail next to the river at which point I got really scared and didn’t know what to do. Although there were people everywhere, I got worried that the bystander effect might kick in and nobody would do anything about what they were seeing. I was praying that one of the many people sitting on benches nearby who could hear everything and watched this whole episode unfold would be courageous enough to help me out of this situation. “What should I do? What should I do?” I was nearly sobbing.
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At this moment, a couple, probably my parents age, passed by me.
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Finally, the drunk man left, still saying something in his mouth.
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