1 . I sat down at my desk and started writing a letter of thankfulness, but when it came to actually putting the letter into the mailbox I
The letter was to an old teacher with whom I kept in
I could have easily sent her an email, but that seemed not enough for such an important thank-you. That’s why I ended up
Weeks later I received a message from her. It turned out she was
Not only did this letter make her happier, but her response to it brightened my world and
| A．continued | B．hesitated | C．started | D．thought |
| A．concern | B．disappointment | C．responsibility | D．power |
| A．mind | B．sight | C．order | D．touch |
| A．set down | B．suffered from | C．packed up | D．gave up |
| A．So | B．But | C．Instead | D．Meanwhile |
| A．predicted | B．changed | C．believed | D．controlled |
| A．greatly | B．rapidly | C．loosely | D．widely |
| A．checking | B．receiving | C．handwriting | D．reading |
| A．confident | B．afraid | C．fond | D．sure |
| A．although | B．while | C．until | D．because |
| A．message | B．agreement | C．present | D．explanation |
| A．sadly | B．officially | C．finally | D．entirely |
| A．turning over | B．giving in to | C．making use of | D．going through |
| A．meant | B．persuaded | C．offered | D．determined |
| A．decision | B．part | C．usage | D．command |
| A．increased | B．forecast | C．expressed | D．recognized |
| A．stubborn | B．lonely | C．excited | D．upset |
| A．congratulation | B．request | C．comfort | D．thank-you |
| A．hand out | B．find out | C．set out | D．put out |
| A．grateful | B．sorry | C．satisfied | D．careful |
2 . Generally speaking, newly born babies are not beautiful. They are wrinkled(多皱的)or hairless, or they have an angry look on their face. They seem to say, “Get away! I hate everybody.” But to a parent, that hairless, wrinkled, angry-faced baby is the most beautiful and perfect child in the world. When that proud father or mother asks you, “Well, what do you think…isn’t she beautiful?” What are you going to say? Is this the time for the truth? Of course not!
You look that father in the eye and say, “Yes, she is! She is really a beauty. She’s one in a million. She’s going to be a movie star! I can tell! She’s as beautiful as a picture.”
In English, this is a white lie. White lies don’t hurt people. They are not cruel or angry words. People use them to make a difficult thing a little easier. When people don’t want to meet someone, or eat something new that they really don’t like at a friend’s house, they tell a white lie. They are trying to be kind. They feel that being polite is sometimes more important. A doctor tells white lie in order to make a patient feel that his health is not so worse and then the patient may become optimistic.
From what is said above, we may draw a conclusion that we should not treat white lies as obstacles in life, and that sometimes telling a lie should not be associated with the issue of being dishonest. Some white lies can encourage you to be better.
1. What purpose does the first paragraph serve?| A．To emphasize the beauty of newly born babies. |
| B．To show parents’ selfless devotion to their children. |
| C．To introduce the topic of a special kind of lie. |
| D．To use examples to prove lies are common in daily life. |
| A．impatient | B．tired | C．delighted | D．careless |
| A．kind | B．impolite | C．the white color | D．angry |
| A．You tell a parent that the newly-born baby is ugly. |
| B．Your friend’s bag isn’t beautiful but you say it is. |
| C．You broke the window but you say you didn’t. |
| D．You tell your friend that her new haircut is terrible. |
3 . One morning, the door to the classroom opened and a new teacher, Mrs Cosby, walked in. She looked too
Mrs Cosby asked us to come to the front of the class, and gave each of us a piece of
And then came the day of our
She said, “I want you each to keep this book and if ever during your life you feel unworthy,
| A．kind | B．humorous | C．concerned | D．ordinary |
| A．happy | B．hard | C．good | D．valuable |
| A．picked up | B．took out | C．paid for | D．came across |
| A．hoped | B．needed | C．feared | D．dreamed |
| A．bored | B．surprised | C．excited | D．satisfied |
| A．wood | B．cloth | C．paper | D．bread |
| A．abilities | B．interests | C．actions | D．problems |
| A．forgot about | B．relied on | C．believed in | D．looked for |
| A．naturally | B．fortunately | C．suddenly | D．gradually |
| A．quarreling | B．competing | C．living | D．dealing |
| A．day | B．week | C．month | D．year |
| A．memories | B．mistakes | C．strengths | D．attitudes |
| A．start | B．settle | C．continue | D．write |
| A．understand | B．know | C．hurt | D．read |
| A．study | B．perform | C．fight | D．joke |
| A．success | B．failure | C．graduation | D．competition |
| A．tired | B．proud | C．confident | D．afraid |
| A．showed | B．bought | C．handed | D．suggested |
| A．remember | B．remove | C．open | D．borrow |
| A．Request | B．Promise | C．Warn | D．Remind |
4 . I'd done it before, and so I had no reason to believe that this time would be any different. I was sure that when I returned home from my mission trip, as always, I'd bring back nothing more than some mud on my boots, a hole or two in my jeans and, of course, a lot of great memories.
The summer before my high school graduation, I went to West Virginia with others as volunteers to repair the homes of those in need. Arriving at our destination, my group was assigned the task of rebuilding sections of a home that had been damaged by fire. No sooner had we parked on the home's dirt driveway than we saw an excited little girl, no more than six years old, standing in the doorway of the family's temporary home. Shoeless and wearing dirty clothes and the biggest smile I'd ever seen, she yelled, "Ma, Ma, they really came! " I didn't know it then, but her name was Dakota, and four more days would pass before she’d say another word near me.
Behind Dakota was a woman in a wheelchair—her grandmother, we'd soon learn. I also discovered that my job that week would be to help change a fire—damaged dining room into a bedroom for this little girl. Grabbing our tools, we went to work. Over the following days, I noticed Dakota peeking at us every now and then as we worked. A few times. I tried talking with her, but she remained shy and distant, always flying around us like a tiny butterfly but keeping to herself.
By our fifth and final day, however, this was about to change.
Before I went to work on her home on that last morning, I spoke for a moment or two with the grandmother. I was especially pleased when she told me how much Dakota loved her new room so much, in fact, that she'd begged to sleep in it the previous night, even though it wasn't quite ready. As we talked, I noticed something I hadn’t seen before—Dakota was hiding behind her grandmother. Cautiously, she stepped into view, and I could see that just like her clothes, her face was still dirty. But no amount of soil could hide those bright blue eyes and big smile. She was simply adorable. I wanted so much to hug her, but respecting her shyness, I kept my distance.
Slowly, she began walking toward me. It wasn't until she was just inches away that I noticed the folded piece of paper in her tiny hand. Silently, she reached up and handed it to me. Once unfolded, I looked at the drawing she'd made with her broken crayons on the back of an old coloring book cover. It was of two girls—one much taller than the other—and they were holding hands. She told me it was supposed to be me and her and on the bottom of the paper were three little words that instantly broke my heart. Now almost in tears, I couldn't control myself anymore—I bent down and hugged her. She hugged me, too. And for the longest time, neither one of us could let go.
By early afternoon, we finished Dakota's bedroom, and so I gladly used the rare free time to get to know my newest friend. Sitting under a tree away from the others, we shared a few apples while she told me about her life. As I listened to her stories about the struggles she and her family went through daily, I began to realize how boring various aspects of my own life were.
I left for home early the next morning. I was returning with muddy boots and holes in my jeans. But because of Dakota, I brought back something else, too—a greater appreciation for all of the blessing of my life. I’ll never forget that barefoot little butterfly with the big smile and dirty face. I pray that she’ll never forget me either.
1. From the appearance description of the little girl, we know _______.| A．she formed a bad living habit |
| B．she hoped for a better education |
| C．she was an innocent and lovely child |
| D．she was strong and calm in the inner world |
| A．Enjoy your help. |
| B．Please don’t leave. |
| C．Help me, please. |
| D．Hug me close. |
| A．She worried about the little girl’s future. |
| B．She decided to keep helping the little girl. |
| C．She felt a greater affection for the little girl. |
| D．She got surprised at the little girl’s worthless gift. |
| A．One must learn to share life experiences. |
| B．One often wants to lead a meaningful life. |
| C．One occasionally benefits from the poverty. |
| D．One should be more grateful for the gift of life. |
One's attitude towards life
Sophia frowned as she helped her mother and father set out the cooking supplies in the shiny steel kitchen. Her family had just moved here from San Francisco,having bought a small restaurant, which was set to open in the next few days.
“Moving here was a dumb idea," Sophia grumbled,mostly to herself. The girl had been joyless about the move, but her parents had made the decision and were now too busy getting ready for the grand opening to listen to her complaints.
The first few days at her new school hadn't been easy,either. She found it hard to talk to people she didn't know, and it seemed like the students hadn't even noticed her. Sophia sighed and got back to washing dishes.
On the day of the grand opening,Sophia' s parents were all smiling,welcoming customers into the restaurant, brightly decorated in gold and red. Even Sophia was in a good mood as she rushed around,seating guests,handing out menus,and pouring tall glasses of water. This was a big day for her family.
At one of the tables sat a family with two daughters who were about Sophia' s age. As she filled their glasses,Sophia realized the twins were in her class,Emily and Jenny. Sophia ducked her head down so her long hair covered her face,and she turned away from the table.
Sophia' s mother found her soon after, in the kitchen loading the dishwasher.
“Honey, what are you doing back here? We need you out front with the customers. ”
“Mom, I don't want to be out there. There are kids from school!”
“So?” her mother asked.“That's good! Go take them some fortune cookies and say hello!”She clucked her tongue disapprovingly at Sophia and disappeared out of the kitchen.
Sophia frowned. She grabbed a handful of fortune cookies that they gave out after every meal,but first she tore open a wrapper and cracked a cookie open for herself. She popped a sweet, crunchy piece in her mouth, and absently read the fortune paper it held.
“Many friends are found with a single smile,” it read.
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Sophia sighed. She put a handful of cookies into a small tray and left the kitchen.
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Sophia blushed and nodded. This girl knew her name?
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Jack and Rose were sitting face to face. At this moment, the landlord came in and asked, “Are you sure you do not rent the house any more?” He kept silent and she only shook her head. They were going to divorce, so it was obvious that they would not continue renting the house any more.
Then the landlord began examining the house. After looking around,he screamed, “Goddamn! See how you have ruined my house? The walls are full of nails! How could I rent the house to others?"
Jack said,"The room is too small and can hardly accommodate all loads of our stuff. So we could only hang them on the walls."The landlord did not listen to him and turned around up to the floor.
Rose began looking around her familiar room. Four years ago, she became his bride here. On the night of their marriage, he felt deeply guilty to her, saying,“I feel so sorry for you for having you live in this small room. In the future I will earn a lot of money to buy our own house.”
The room was only 13 square meters with two nails on the wall next to the door, one for her to hang her bag and the other for hanging umbrellas. At that time,she threw all her stuff such as her bag and umbrella on the floor once she entered the room, staring at the whole mess and feeling terribly upset.
There were three nails on the left wall, on which he hung his clothes yesterday. After she lived in the room, he removed all the clothes boxes and bought her a desk in the spared room because he knew she loved writing and drawing.
There were four nails on the right wall that were used to fix their wedding photo frame. But now there were only four nails without the frame. She still remembered he got hurt on his fingers when trying to drive the nails home. It was her who pushed him to receive an injection against tetanus(破伤风)。
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The landlord tried to pry(撬动，撬开) the nails out when complaining at the same time.
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They hung all the things back to the wall.
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I went up to the roof for a break after studying for an hour and watched the 50 or so people swimming in the natural rock pool below our house. It was a sunny day--a blue, cloudless sky over a calm sea. But then, as I looked in the distance, I discovered three or four big waves heading towards the shore. I'd seen these mini-tsunamis(海啸) many times before. They were heading at speed in the direction of the pool. Most people knew how to look out for them, but from the screams that started coming from the beach, I could tell someone was in trouble.
Without thinking, I ran down into the street, holding my body board(俯伏冲浪板) on the way and shouted at a stranger to go inside my house and call the coastguard. My neighbor Moises had heard the screaming as well and was also outside with his body board, so together we rushed to the steps that led down to the sea.
Once we got closer, we discovered the waves had pulled a boy and a girl from the pool and into the open sea. I knew that the nearest boat would take at least 30 minutes to reach us. Waiting for help wasn't a choice. I wasn't used to this sort of emergency--I’d never been trained as a lifeguard-but I didn't think twice about trying to save them. I supposed in a way I wanted to impress everyone: at 19, a deal like that can seem like a good opportunity to show off.
Moises and I dived into the water and it took us 10 minutes to get to them. When we finally reached them, they were almost lifeless with only their heads coming in and out of the water. We could tell they were still alive from their small breaths but it was clear they wouldn't have been able to stay there much longer. I held the boy and pulled him over my board. Moises moved the girl onto his board. We discussed pushing them back to the shore, but we were too far out.
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That night, word came from the hospital that the two people were in good condition.
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Tim and I talked a lot about his problems today. It left me thinking about what it really
A good friend needs to be
A good friend also needs to be selfless. Tim is someone
To me, a good friend brings
I'll always value these qualities of a good friend and try to measure
10 . There are a lot of names for people who travel the world — backpackers, tourists, explorers, travelers. Labels (标签) are everywhere but seem especially popular among travelers trying to differentiate (区别) their style of travel. For many travelers, these labels make them feel better over another.
Andrew Zimmern from Bizarre Foods once said, “Please be a traveler, not a tourist. Try new things, meet new people, and look beyond what’s right in front of you. Those are the keys to understanding this amazing world we live in.” The idea here is that travelers are better at exploring the world than tourists. They dig deep into the culture, drink it up, and get to know a place while a tourist takes pictures and declares to have “done Paris.”
But that’s wrong. We are all tourists.
Out on the road, backpackers love to talk about how real their travels are and how unreal tourists are. “Look at those tourists over there,” they say. They scoff at others who travel too quickly or to places that they think are not well worth visiting. However, they do so while eating hamburgers and drinking beers with other travelers.
The only way to really get to know a place deeply is to live there. If you want to live like a local, find an apartment, get a job, go to work, and do the same things as you did back home.
We are all only passing through a culture, getting a small taste before moving on to the next place. Even if we stay weeks or months, we’re just getting in touch with the surface. As a matter of fact, we are all really just tourists, or explorers, or travelers. Call yourself whatever you want — it’s all the same as we’re all trying to do the same thing — see the world.
So don’t label anyone and don’t let anyone label you. We’re all tourists. We’re all travelers. What we are all doing is more important than what we call ourselves. Let’s just enjoy the fact that we are simply people on the road.
1. The mention of Andrew Zimmern’s words is to .| A．present amazing experiences | B．differentiate travelers from tourists |
| C．give an example of misunderstanding | D．get to know different kinds of people |
| A．Laugh at. | B．Get along with. | C．Take notice of. | D．Wait for. |
| A．They live like locals while traveling. | B．They enjoy tasty food on the way. |
| C．They have a brief experience of places. | D．They like calling themselves explorers. |
| A．Dig deep into the culture. | B．Just enjoy the trip. |
| C．Make a careful trip plan. | D．Do important things. |
