1 . The View from the Slow Lane
As we pulled into the driveway, I noticed that something seemed different about my mom. She was
“Okay, we’re home,” I said,
“Mom!” I whined (嘀咕着说), surprised by the tears running down her face. “Why are you crying?” I asked,
I had just got my
“My baby boy is growing up too fast,” she
My heart ached. I hated to see my mom cry, and I hated more that I had been so ignorant toward her
We hugged. Then she looked me in the eye and told me to drive carefully. “Of course I will,” I reassured her. She unbuckled her seat belt, opened the door, and stepped out. I waved goodbye and pulled out of the driveway.
I had been so
Life had passed me by while I lived my days in fast
Moments like this.
1.A.facing | B.running | C.escaping | D.breaking |
A.implying | B.fearing | C.asking | D.considering |
A.in that | B.now that | C.even though | D.as though |
A.car | B.license | C.offer | D.scholarship |
A.anxious | B.guilty | C.annoyed | D.disappointed |
A.nearing | B.spending | C.crossing | D.delaying |
A.tried | B.intended | C.managed | D.decided |
A.waiting | B.warning | C.greetings | D.feelings |
A.unwillingly | B.nervously | C.impatiently | D.thankfully |
A.while | B.and | C.for | D.so |
A.luck | B.delight | C.honor | D.gratitude |
A.afraid | B.confident | C.excited | D.reluctant |
A.denied | B.forgotten | C.realized | D.discovered |
A.following | B.imagining | C.enjoying | D.recognizing |
A.easy | B.wrong | C.personal | D.slow |
A.forward | B.downward | C.backward | D.upward |
A.trying | B.refusing | C.pretending | D.failing |
A.fortune | B.scenery | C.past | D.future |
A.fast track | B.speed limit | C.comfort zone | D.daily routine |
A.deleting | B.wasting | C.losing | D.missing |
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A lady placed her clock at the bed, and every day she found herself awaking by a long sound. She arose at once, and felt better all day for her early rising. This lasted for weeks. The alarm clock faithfully do its duty. But, after the time, the lady grew tired of it. When she heard its sound, she merely turned over in bed, and was slept again. The clock spoke just loudly as ever; but she did not hear it.
So it is of conscience. If we will obey its voice, even in the tiny things, we can always hear it, clearly and strong. But if we allow us to do that may not be quite right, we shall grow more and more sleepy, until the voice of conscience has no longer powers to wake us.
3 . A 90-year-old driver is providing it’s never too late to pursue(追求)your dreams. Last year, Hershel McGriff became the
McGriff has been
"I borrowed my dad’s 1940 Hudson — an ugly car, and I got a couple of guys to help me," McGriff
His first win on the NASCAR circuit (联赛)came when he
McGriffs spot in the race was a gift for his 90th birthday from his son and long-time friend, team owner Bill McAnally. "Bill called me up on the phone and said, ‘For your 90th birthday, I will furnish the car. All you have to do is
McGriffs history-making race proves that you can pursue your dreams at any
A.oldest | B.fastest | C.kindest | D.bravest |
A.studying | B.racing | C.dreaming | D.growing |
A.screen | B.camera | C.seat | D.wheel |
A.excitement | B.nervousness | C.comfort | D.honor |
A.waiting | B.searching | C.preparing | D.fighting |
A.looked back on | B.looked forward to | C.looked up to | D.looked down on |
A.seriously | B.carefully | C.well | D.soon |
A.relaxed | B.performed | C.competed | D.traveled |
A.organizing | B.winning | C.entering | D.losing |
A.remembered | B.introduced | C.employed | D.named |
A.inspired | B.required | C.allowed | D.forced |
A.repair | B.buy | C.drive | D.decorate |
A.change | B.offer | C.comment | D.design |
A.cost | B.speed | C.place | D.age |
A.finish | B.consider | C.continue | D.imagine |
4 . There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons lo learn to not
When they had all
Don't judge a life by one difficult season. Don't let the pain of one season
A.judge | B.say | C.make | D.do |
A.return | B.lines | C.turn | D.detail |
A.arrived | B.gone | C.run | D.stayed |
A.answer | B.produce | C.find | D.describe |
A.bent | B.straight | C.lively | D.enthusiastic |
A.energy | B.strength | C.life | D.promise |
A.screamed | B.approved | C.sighed | D.disagreed |
A.tasted | B.felt | C.smelt | D.sounded |
A.grateful | B.considerate | C.graceful | D.awful |
A.raw | B.ripe | C.bad | D.tasty |
A.consideration | B.fulfillment | C.satisfaction | D.pleasure |
A.explained | B.complained | C.murmured | D.suggested |
A.season | B.period | C.interval | D.year |
A.on | B.in | C.to | D.by |
A.belief | B.question | C.nature | D.doubt |
A.person | B.life | C.finding | D.journey |
A.collected | B.accessed | C.measured | D.gained |
A.in | B.off | C.out | D.up |
A.abundance | B.loneliness | C.beauty | D.sorrow |
A.win | B.destroy | C.devote | D.relieve |
5 . Ironing has been my love since my mother taught me how to use it. I was delighted at seeing the
I’ve now retired and started to
After almost a lifetime of ironing, I now realize that my
Recently, I have been ironing my mother’s
I think it is really a good way to show my
A.simplicity | B.greatness | C.elegance | D.tidiness |
A.searching | B.viewing | C.designing | D.reviewing |
A.set up | B.set off | C.set down | D.set apart |
A.famous | B.suitable | C.responsible | D.enough |
A.If | B.Before | C.After | D.Though |
A.frequently | B.casually | C.hardly | D.merely |
A.attractive | B.typical | C.routine | D.unusual |
A.occupy | B.seek | C.forget | D.challenge |
A.calling at | B.passing by | C.breaking into | D.clearing out |
A.formally | B.roughly | C.beautifully | D.swiftly |
A.talent | B.enjoyment | C.confidence | D.determination |
A.character | B.identity | C.ambition | D.ability |
A.shaped | B.improved | C.reflected | D.ensured |
A.avoid | B.remember | C.permit | D.appreciate |
A.faith | B.pride | C.trust | D.interest |
A.touched | B.favored | C.influenced | D.sponsored |
A.advertise | B.express | C.support | D.distribute |
A.decoration | B.luggage | C.artwork | D.collection |
A.love | B.care | C.preference | D.dependence |
A.Therefore | B.However | C.Anyway | D.Somewhat |
It had been a year since Susan, thirty-four, became blind. As the result of a medical accident she was sightless, suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity. Once an independent woman, Susan now became a powerless, helpless burden to everyone around her. No matter how much she cried or prayed, she knew the painful truth that her sight was never going to return. All she had to depend on was her husband Mark.
Mark was an Air Force officer and he loved Susan with all his heart. When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and he became determined to use every means possible to help his wife.
Finally, Susan felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there? She used to take the bus, but she was now too frightened to get around the city by herself. Mark volunteered to ride the bus with Susan each morning and evening until she got the hang of it. And that is exactly what happened.
For two weeks, Mark, military uniform and all, accompanied Susan to and from work each day. He taught her how to rely on her other senses, especially her hearing, to determine where she was and how to adapt to her new environment. He helped her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out for her, and save her a seat.
Each morning they made the journey together, and Mark would take a taxi back to his office. Although that meant he had to travel through the city and the routine was costly and exhausting, Mark knew it was only a matter of time before Susan would be able to ride the bus on her own. He believed in her.
Finally, Susan decided that she was ready to try the trip on her own. Monday morning arrived. Before she left, she embraced her husband tightly, her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his loyalty, his patience, and his love. She felt she was so lucky for he had given her a gift more powerful than sight.
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She said goodbye and, for the first time, they went their separate ways.
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On Friday morning, as Susan was stepping onto the bus as usual, the driver said, “Miss, I sure envy you.” Curious, Susan asked the driver why.
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7 . In our fast world of phones, fax machines and computers, the old-fashioned art of letter writing is at risk of disappearing altogether.
Letter writing has been part of my life for as long as I can remember. It probably began with the little notes I would write to my mother. My mother, also, always insisted I write my own thank-you letters for Christmas and birthday presents.
When I left home at 18 to train as a doctor in London, I would write once a week, and so would my mother. Occasionally my father would write and it was always a joy to receive his long, amusing letters.
There were also letters from my boyfriend. In our youth he had to work or study away at some time and we were only able to stay in touch by letter.
I love the letters that come with birthday or Christmas cards. Notes are appreciated, but how much better to have a year’s supply of news! And it’s better still when it’s an airmail envelope with beautiful stamps.
A.Poor handwriting can spoil (破坏) your enjoyment of a letter. |
B.I am pleased that my children are carrying on the tradition. |
C.We had been writing to each other for a long time but never met. |
D.It didn’t matter how short or untidy they were as long as they were letters. |
E.But instead of harming the relationship, letter writing seemed to improve them. |
F.Yet, to me, receiving a letter cannot be matched by any form of communication. |
G.The letters from him contained just everyday events concerning my parents and their friends. |
8 . Old Mrs. Lynn was working in the cottage, hanging the washed clothes on the line. What she wasn’t aware was that some children were hiding in a nearby tree watching her every move. They were sure that she was a witch and wanted to find the evidence.
They watched nervously as she took a broomstick to sweep the dirt from her stone steps. But much to their disappointment, she didn’t get on the broomstick and fly off. The old lady only looked up when her hen began to make sounds loudly — signaling that she had laid an egg in the nest on the top of the haystack. (干草堆).
The old lady put aside her broomstick and walked to the haystack, followed by Michael, a black cat she had rescued from a fox trap. With only three legs, it was hard for Michael to keep up with his mistress. The cat was proof for the children that only a witch would own a black cat with three legs! Accidentally, she tripped and crashed to the ground. The children were in horror.
“Should we go and help her?” asked Mia.
“What if it’s a trick?” replied Patrick. “She probably knows we’re here. Witches know things like that!”
After thinking for a while, Julia said, “Anyway, we should go and check whether she is all right.”
Approaching prudently, they could see a wound on the old lady’s forehead. She had knocked her head on a stone and was unconscious.
“Go and get Dad,” Mia yelled to her brothers. “Tell him about the accident.”
Later, in the hospital, the old lady smiled her thanks. “I was so lucky that you lovely children happened to be passing when I fell. I must have yelled quite loudly.” The children exchanged guilty glances, but were very pleased that she was not a witch after all!
1. Mrs. Lynn stopped sweeping when ________.A.her doorstep became very clean |
B.she heard the hen making sounds loudly |
C.she noticed the children in the tree |
D.her cat Michael managed to get her attention |
A.He thought that she could be cheating them. |
B.He was afraid of the three-legged black cat. |
C.He did not think that she was hurt in the fall. |
D.He knew he and the others shouldn’t have been in her tree. |
A.Slowly. | B.Hurriedly. |
C.Carefully. | D.Quietly. |
A.Constant dropping wears away a stone. |
B.Never judge a book by its cover. |
C.A friend in need is a friend indeed. |
D.A good medicine tastes bitter. |
9 . I realized something this morning. I have been writing now for 34 years. It all started when I was just 18 years old. As a boy I had read literally (毫不夸张地) hundreds of books. I had a thirst for knowledge that seemingly could never fade. Then suddenly I found I had something I wanted to share. I tried to ignore it, but as any writer will tell you once the ideas awaken inside of you they won’t leave you alone until you write them down. I didn’t have a computer, word processor, or even a typewriter. Still, I grabbed a pen and lined notebook paper and wrote everything that was burning inside of me.
When I was done I didn’t know how to share it. There was no internet back then, no smart phones, and no social media. I sought out the editor of my local county newspaper and asked him to print what I had written. He was a good man full of both wisdom and kindness. He not only printed my first story but agreed to publish anything else I was willing to write. I continued to write new articles each week and shared them first with other local papers and later online as well. Years later at the urging of my readers I even self-published two collections of my stories in book form.
Through my writing I slowly became more than I was. In my writings I encountered my highest self. In my writings I discovered the goodness and light that lies in us all. In my writings I found great love and joy and encouraged others to choose love and joy as well. I also found that we all are writers whether we put pen to paper or not. With every choice we make, with every thought we hold, and with everything we do we are writing our own life story.
Lance Wubbels once wrote: "I hope you realize your life is truly your life. It belongs to you. It is your story to write with love. Day by day, line by line, write it well."
1. What can we infer according to the first paragraph?A.The author regrets ignoring some details in life. |
B.When the author was young he wrote many books. |
C.Other famous writers have given him inspiration. |
D.The author is likely to be in his early fifties now. |
A.He self-published two books. |
B.He put his stories online by himself. |
C.He was hired as a newspaper editor. |
D.He received help from a local newspaper editor. |
A.Writing can benefit oneself as well as others. |
B.Everyone can become a successful writer. |
C.Writing helps him tell right from wrong. |
D.The Internet was a must in his becoming a writer. |
A.A Way to be a Writer | B.Living is Writing |
C.A Way to Share Ideas | D.Writing is the Source of Love |
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