My best friend, Cocoa, and I live in a senior-citizen apartment complex in a lovely small town. Cocoa is a ten-year-old poodle(卷毛狗) and I am a sixty-nine-year-old lady, so you can see we both qualify as senior citizens.
Years ago, I promised myself that when I retired I would get a chocolate poodle to share my golden years. From the very beginning, Cocoa has always been exceptionally well-behaved. I never have to tell him anything more than once. He is extremely neat—when taking toys from his box to play, he always puts them back when he is finished. I have been accused of being obsessively neat, and sometimes I wonder if he mimics me or if he was born that way, too.
He is a wonderful companion. When I throw a ball for him, he picks it up in his mouth and gives it back to me. He does many amusing things that make me laugh, and when that happens, he is so delighted that he just keeps it up. I enjoy his company very much.
But almost two years ago, Cocoa did something that challenged comprehension. Was it a miracle or a coincidence? It is certainly a mystery.
One afternoon, Cocoa started acting strangely. I was sitting on the floor playing with him when he started pawing and sniffing at the right side of my chest. He had never done anything like this before, and I told him, “No.” Usually, one “no” is sufficient, but not that day. He stopped briefly, then suddenly ran toward me from the other side of the room, throwing his entire weight—eighteen pounds—at the right side of my chest. He crashed into me and I yelled in pain. It hurt more than I thought it would have.
Soon after this, I felt a lump (肿瘤). I went to the doctors, and after X-rays, tests and lab work were done, they told me I had cancer.
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When cancer starts, a wall of calcium(钙) builds to which the lump or cancer attaches itself.
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______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________2 . My friend and I recently took an art class together through our town’s community education program. Our classmates were a mix of ages, stages of life, and experience with making art. We stood out in the class—not for our artistic talent, but for our consistent encouragement of ourselves, each other, and the group. It got me thinking how encouragement had become a routine.
It became something of a joke between the two of us to compliment(赞美) each other, offer a positive comment when another student showed his or her work, and generally chat around the table about how fun our project was going. But reflecting back, our positivist was anything but a joke. It was a bright light in my week, a space where I knew I could be surrounded with kindness, gentleness, and positivist.
Here’s the most special thing about it; my friend’s and my positive conversation wasn’t just encouraging, it was true. We didn’t go for cheap or false compliments like, “This painting should be in a museum!” Instead, we went for authentic(真实的) expressions of support and encouragement, like, “I love how you did that cloud!”
Over time, the class became something of a sacred space, because we had made a habit of using encouraging, supportive language. Sentence-starters like, “I like,” “I appreciate,” “I want to try”, kept us present, positive, and honest.
The encouragement also kept us engaged in the work of making art. I feel sure that I learned more—and practiced more at home—because the activity was shown in such consistently positive terms, grounded in a growth mindset, self-acceptance, and encouragement.
Having a friend to share an encouragement habit is fantastic, but you can practice it on your own as well. Compliment yourself in the mirror every morning. Keep a running “great work.” list of thing? you are doing well today. Trust in your ability to find something loving—and true-to comment today and every day.
1. What do we know about the author’s classmates?A.They admired those talented in art. |
B.They didn’t take art class seriously. |
C.They were of the same artistic level. |
D.They were on good terms in the class. |
A.By showing false compliments to others. |
B.By decorating their class as a museum. |
C.By displaying abstract art works in the class. |
D.By offering supportive language around them. |
A.It made him hopeful and confident. |
B.It needed to provide more practice. |
C.It was cheap and easy to carry out. |
D.It promoted his communication skills. |
A.To introduce a community education program. |
B.To call for good action to support those in need |
C.To describe how to make encouragement a habit. |
D.To comment on the power of authentic expressions. |
3 . Self-love
We all have the thought of having satisfactory relationships, which will bring some meaning to our lives and make us happy.
We have been taught to be selfless from the start of time. The minute we start thinking about ourselves, everyone around us makes it their personal mission to remind us of how selfish we are. But there is nothing wrong with putting your needs and yourself first.
A.Self-love is not selfish. |
B.Yes, that’s right. |
C.No, that’s ridiculous. |
D.Self-love is always criticized. |
E.We are busy in finding true happiness everywhere. |
F.Self-love is the root of all your healthy relationships. |
G.Below is one of the reasons for our failure to love ourselves: |
4 . What will you do when you feel like a failure? Feeling like a failure is part of the human experiences. Treat yourself with kindness and understand that failure does not define you, but it is a stepping stone on your journey. When you’re ready, take action and challenge yourself.
As some friends were deeply lost in the world of yoga and mindfulness, I’ve personally struggled with the feeling of failure, not on the yoga mat, but on the road to my entrepreneurship(创业). It all began several years ago when I threw myself into the business, driven by my passion and a dream.
In the early days, optimism flowed freely, but financial struggles and sleepless nights soon followed. I questioned my decision and felt like the biggest failure. However, every difficulty became a stepping stone towards growth. I learned more from my failures than from my successes, adapting and growing stronger with each obstacle. I reached out to instructors, friends and family, sought advice and slowly saw a ray of hope. One defining moment came when I gained my first long-term coaching partnership. It was a breakthrough, and my hard work paid off. Over the years, I faced many more failures, but I refused to let them define me.
Today, looking back at my journey, I realize that moments of feeling like a failure were essential to my success. They taught me humility, perseverance and the value of hard work. They shaped me into a successful entrepreneur I am today—someone who doesn’t fear failure but embraces it as a necessary part of the path to success. As we approach the end of the year of graduation, remember that success is not about avoiding failure, but about how we rise after we fall. Let’s support each other on this journey called life. Stay positive, stay inspired and stay true to ourselves.
1. What is the function of paragraph 1?A.To give the definition of failure. |
B.To list some examples of failure. |
C.To introduce the topic of the story. |
D.To stress the importance of experience. |
A.Internal motivation. | B.Advice from a coach. |
C.Family financial crisis. | D.Encouragement from friends. |
A.To teach is to learn. |
B.A word spoken is past recalling. |
C.Constant dropping wears away a stone. |
D.Don’t count your chickens before they are hatched. |
A.Inspire us with his lessons. |
B.Persuade us to major in business. |
C.Recall the key moments of his entrepreneurship. |
D.Advocate avoiding obstacles on the way to success. |
I stood in the restaurant kitchen, my eyes wide, arms hanging awkwardly, ready to work but unsure of what to do. “You will be trained first,” my manager Aaron said, “and do remember to check every detail!” With these words, he walked away.
A workmate threw me a dish brush and said, “Let’s get started.” He introduced me to the basics of washing dishes and demonstrated the process. This was the beginning of my part-time job, a new stage where I was both eager to learn and anxious about the challenges ahead.
On a Friday night, Aaron swiftly entered the kitchen. “Who has just bused (收拾) the back right table?” he shouted, his voice sharp with urgency. My hands, slippery with bubbles from the bowl I was washing, nearly let it slip through my fingers. I wanted to say I was guilty, but Aaron’s cold stare didn’t promise a happy reward for the guy who admitted. Finally, a mix of fear and my own conscience pushed the response out of my mouth.
“I did, Aaron.”
“What were you thinking? Get back out here and look at what you missed!” His words forced me forward. I grabbed a rag (抹布) and followed him out to table twenty-two. As we made our way through the restaurant, he said something about rags, but I didn’t hear clearly with other conversations going on around us.
I quickly realized the true issue was the mess beneath the table. A nearly full cup of beer had tipped over, creating a small lake on the floor. It was a significant mistake on my part. “Take care of it!” Aaron tuned and stormed off to the front of the restaurant.
I dropped down to clean up the beer. That was when another problem occurred. I had brought only one rag. One already wet rag. It did nothing but increase the size of the lake. “More rags,” I thought. Immediately, I rushed into the kitchen and hurriedly grabbed five dry rags, hoping Aaron wouldn’t notice my brief absence.
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I had just rushed out when I found Aaron standing in my way.
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After cleaning up the mess, I reflected on Aaron’s words.
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Born to be different
I stood in front of the mirror, whispering to myself, “If I didn’t have this scar (疤痕), the world would embrace me more warmly.” With a heavy heart, I turned away from my reflection and gazed out of the window, the daily school routine—a constant reminder of the tightness in my chest. Each day, I prepared my sell for the unavoidable questions—the disgusted glances, and the eye-rolls as I bravely attempted to explain what it truly meant to be born with a cleft (裂缝,裂口).
Born with a cleft lip and orphaned (孤儿) at birth, I entered multiple adoptive homes until ages even when I was finally adopted by my forever home. But the frequent transitions had already left a bad mark on my young soul and I’d fallen behind in my schoolwork, and my appearance-related insecurities robbed me of any confidence. My future seemed clouded and uncertain, and I constantly sought approval from others, often finding myself in the wrong crowd.
Deep inside, I was fully aware that I was on the wrong path. Although the future remained a mystery, I desired something different and realized that I had to change the course of my life.
Thankfully, in middle school, my life took a turn. I started to hang out with uplifting friends—individuals who accepted me without judgment and taught me the value of self-love. My sixth-grade social studies teacher, Cynthia, with her passionate delivery of history, often had me staying after class to further explore global issues. She inspired me to become the change I longed to see in the world.
One day, I delivered a speech in front of my classmates, discussing the significance of the “Treaty of Versailles (《凡尔赛条约》)”. After my speech, Cynthia called to me. “Ashleigh, I would like to speak with you for a moment, please.”
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My legs shook like trees in a storm.
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2. 举例说明你的抗挫能力。
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Good morning, everybody! I’m happy to share with you my understanding of frustration.
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8 . As this year draws to a close, I still remember the fear I felt on a bright Saturday morning in late September, at a five-kilometer race in Clarkston, Georgia, as I waited for my 11-year-old son at the finish line.
I knew he could run a 5k in about 30 minutes. When I didn't see him at the 35-minute mark, I began to wonder what had gone wrong. Had he gotten lost? Was he hit by a car? About an hour earlier, when we drove into town, my son noticed an insect on my car. It was bright green, no longer than a fingernail. And it was friendly. This little green thing hopped onto my son's finger, where it stayed for a long, long time. It stayed so long that we eventually gave it a name: Little Friend.
A few minutes before the race, Little Friend jumped off my son’s hand and landed on the sidewalk. But pedestrian traffic was heavy and unpredictable. Little Friend was in danger. So my son knelt and reached out his hand. Little Friend came back.
The race was about to start, and the tiny green insect was in for a wild ride. My son would run fast, and the race would be long, and his arms would swing, and Little Friend would eventually be shaken off.
“You will lose Little Friend,” I told him.
My son nodded, treating the moment with appropriate seriousness.
The race began, and I lost sight of him.
The excitement at the finish line gave way to anxiety when my son did not show up.
I kept asking people if they'd seen him. No one had. And beyond the 40-minute mark, I was in a panic.
But there he was, thank goodness, just ahead of the 45-minute mark.
And there was Little Friend, riding on the upper crook of his right thumb like a very small captain on a very tall ship.
My predictions had been wrong. My son had not run fast, and he had not lost Little Friend. And these two facts seemed somehow related. He blamed a cold he was getting over. I suspected it was more than that, but I didn’t question him too much about it.
We walked back to the car, smiling, and found some bushes in the parking lot that seemed like a good place for my son to drop off Little Friend.
“Be free,” my son said, and gently put it in the bushes.
My son knew the truth. Sometimes life gives you something beautiful, a fragile, short-lived treasure in your hand. There is no need to rush ahead. Treat it gently. Enjoy each moment. Hold on while you can.
One day my son will leave too, running off on his own adventure.
1. How did the writer probably feel when he finally saw his son appear in sight?A.Relieved. | B.Depressed. | C.Satisfied. | D.Disappointed. |
A.he was lost | B.he was recovering from a cold |
C.he was afraid to lose the tiny insect | D.he was slowed down by the heavy traffic |
A.indifferent | B.anxious | C.appreciative | D.doubtful |
A.Treasure every moment he has with his son. |
B.Encourage his son to take more adventures. |
C.Tell his son to take races seriously. |
D.Get more insects for his son. |
9 . One day, I had a serious quarrel with my father. I felt he was always trying to
All that day, my mind was racing with
Suddenly, I realized that I didn’t do the assignment that was
“I am the son of an idiot!” I wrote and then
I felt like someone had
Slowly, my thinking
A.prevent | B.trouble | C.criticize | D.control |
A.details | B.shouts | C.tears | D.flames |
A.deep | B.stupid | C.angry | D.strange |
A.lecture | B.overcome | C.suspect | D.compete |
A.near | B.prior | C.close | D.due |
A.forced | B.challenged | C.confused | D.appealed |
A.Empty | B.Desperate | C.Absent | D.Curious |
A.fight | B.matter | C.lesson | D.fact |
A.put away | B.calmed down | C.signed up | D.handed in |
A.down | B.up | C.over | D.around |
A.do | B.agree | C.deal | D.leave |
A.joked | B.struck | C.looked | D.ignored |
A.please | B.educate | C.praise | D.pardon |
A.cleared | B.struggled | C.shifted | D.abandoned |
A.quarrel | B.teacher | C.reply | D.question |
10 . This was the big game. The boys were
Nervously, I looked out Andy’s way. I was
“Come on, Andy.
Thank goodness, a big kid in the other team made a mistake. Andy and I had been
Andy ran up to me at the
Andy’s eyes were glowing (发光) with
“Yes,” I said. “Well, one inning (局) to go. Hit a home run (全垒打)!”
“Okay!” said Andy, and he ran back to his
I suddenly realized it was nice that my son would take time out to
A.nervous | B.scared | C.curious | D.ashamed |
A.trained | B.struggled | C.prayed | D.run |
A.electric | B.friendly | C.casual | D.romantic |
A.flee | B.bite | C.jump | D.strike |
A.amused | B.embarrassed | C.shocked | D.satisfied |
A.carrying | B.focusing | C.commenting | D.reflecting |
A.Settle down | B.Stand up | C.Wake up | D.Lie down |
A.informed | B.punished | C.warned | D.spared |
A.meeting | B.break | C.corner | D.entrance |
A.blame | B.comfort | C.entertain | D.tease |
A.anger | B.anxiety | C.excitement | D.confidence |
A.teammates | B.fans | C.parents | D.stars |
A.create | B.research | C.explain | D.appreciate |
A.need | B.expect | C.afford | D.suspect |
A.become | B.filmed | C.seen | D.followed |