1 . My wife, Hannah, and I don’t usually keep houseplants. Anything in pots gets either overwatered or underwatered, but after my diagnosis (诊断) with brain cancer, I loved the idea of having something green around.
A friend gave me what he said was a lucky bamboo plant in a deep-green bowl. We placed the plant in the living room and I told Hannah I wanted to care for it myself. When it didn’t immediately turn yellow or lose leaves, I was pleasantly surprised. Tending to the plant gave me a sense of accomplishment when I sometimes felt useless. As a family physician, I was used to offering care, not receiving it.
Since my diagnosis, I had to rely on help from other people. Watering the plant, small act as it was, connected me to a core part of my old identity.
After I recovered from the operation and returned to work, I continued to care for the plant. Soon, it had nearly doubled in height. Both the tree and I were thriving (茁壮成长). Then, without any reason, it began to show signs of stress. Its leaves kept browning and dropping to the floor. Hannah reminded me that we’d seen houseplants die before, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that the plant had become a symbol of my health. I grew increasingly depressed and fearful.
Looking back, I realized I had wrongly connected my caring of the plant—something I could manage—with my own survival—something I couldn’t. Knowing I couldn’t control my fate (命运), my anxiety actually lessened. I began to search online to figure out how to care for my plant. Following the instructions, I transplanted the tree to a larger pot, giving it room to grow. When it was back in the sunny window, we both began to thrive again. Whenever I look at the plant in its new pot, I make a point to think of those who have cared for and supported me.
1. Why was the author surprised about the plant’s good condition?| A．Because of his recent diagnosis. | B．Because of his worsening health. |
| C．Because of his previous failures. | D．Because of his unusual good luck. |
| A．The author considered himself useless. | B．The author felt connected to the plant. |
| C．The author desired to provide care. | D．The author hoped to return to work. |
| A．Because the plant’s poor health might indicate his death. |
| B．Because the stress of work would harm his well-being. |
| C．Because he may have to rely on others from then on. |
| D．Because he would experience a rather risky operation. |
| A．By searching plant knowledge online. | B．By thinking of those who supported him. |
| C．By knowing he will survive in the end. | D．By accepting his unavoidable limitation. |
1. How long is the swimming pool open?
| A．11 hours. | B．9 hours. | C．8 hours. |
| A．From 8:00 a.m. to 12:30 p.m. |
| B．From 9:00 a.m. to 10:45 a.m. |
| C．From 11:15 a.m. to 1:00 p.m. |
| A．Answer some questions. |
| B．Show the listeners around. |
| C．Teach the listeners to use the equipment. |
A group of boys ran to small parts of mud to play. I joined them. One boy held up a worm(蠕虫), and with an extremely strong pull, he tore the poor creature in half.
How could anyone be so cruel? I ran to the nearest playground supervisor(主管人)to report the incident. The supervisor sighed and waved me away. Something had to be done.
When I returned to the mud, I inspected the two halves of the worm and was astonished to find that they were still moving. I quickly picked up the worms and a little extra dirt and put them into my jeans pocket.
A few minutes before lunch, I tiptoed to the bin that held the class’s lunch boxes, looking for the one that belonged to the Worm Ripper, the boy who had torn the worm cruelly. Fortunately for me, I recognized it immediately. I looked behind me to be sure no one saw me before slipping the worm pieces inside the plastic baggie that held his apple slices.
I held my breath as the Worm Ripper pulled the apple slices from his lunchbox. When he noticed the worm, he let out a sharp cry, which brought the lunchroom supervisors to him.
I should’ve felt triumphant(大获全胜的). Instead, my heart pounded in my chest. I knew what I had to do. I walked up to lunch supervisors and admitted, “It was me! I put the worm in his lunchbox.”
The Worm Ripper glared in my direction. One supervisor rubbed his back to comfort him, while the other ordered me to go to the headmistress’s office.
Headmistress Lehrer was a strict old woman. My best friend Ricky said she would look students in the eye, making them tell her everything bad they had ever done. Then they were punished by writing apologies until their hands fell off. I expected to at least receive a severe scolding(训斥).
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After I told her the truth, with a kind of strange smile on her lips, she went down on her knees.
______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________The next day, not allowed to go out for break, I stared out and watched a boy by the mud pile picking up a worm.
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| A．Repair the car seats. |
| B．Offer to buy the car. |
| C．Look for a better deal. |
| D．Ask if he can drive the car. |
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Music is playing an important part in our study and daily life.
__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________In a word, music should make life better and help people become happier.
| A．The battery needs charging. | B．It is nowhere to be found. |
| C．The battery is positioned incorrectly. | D．It is the wrong remote control. |
| A．It took the man a long time to arrive. |
| B．The traffic was not busy that morning. |
| C．A traffic accident happened on the man’s way here. |
| D．The man needn’t go to work on Monday morning. |
1. What does the woman complain about?
| A．The noise. | B．The weather. | C．The traffic. |
| A．The flat is too old. |
| B．The flat is too dirty. |
| C．The flat is overcrowded. |
| A．Move to a new house. | B．Change her job. | C．Buy a new car. |
10 . This journey began this morning almost an hour later than I had planned, although I had completed my packing before eight o’clock. I was quite clear about the fact that once I left, my house would stand empty for probably the first time since the day it was built. It was a strange feeling and perhaps explains why I was leaving so late, walking around the house many times over, checking one last time to see that all was in order.
It is hard to explain my feelings once I did finally set off. As I drove further and further from the house, I found the surroundings grow unrecognizable. I began to have a feeling of unease mixed with excitement. I took a turning and found myself on a road circling the edge of a hill. I could sense the steep (陡峭的) drop to my left. I felt a sense of alarm that I was perhaps not on the correct road at all, but speeding off in the wrong direction into a wilderness. It was only the feeling of a moment, but it caused me to slow down. And even when I was sure I was on the right road, I felt forced to stop the car a moment to think carefully.
I decided to step out and stretch (伸展) my legs a little. On the one side of the road, thickets and small trees rose sharply, while on the other I could now see the distant countryside and a town nearby.
I walked a little way along the roadside, when I heard a voice behind me. Until this point I had believed myself quite alone and I turned in some surprise. Sitting on the large stone was a thin, whitehaired man. He called to me again and signaled me to join him. For a moment, I took him for a homeless man, but then I saw he was just some local man enjoying the fresh air and summer sunshine, and saw no reason not to do so.
1. Why did the author set off later than planned?| A．Because he repeatedly checked the house. |
| B．Because he was feeling sad about leaving the house. |
| C．Because packing his belongings took longer than expected. |
| D．Because there was no one to help him get everything ready. |
| A．The road had become steep. |
| B．He realized he was driving too fast. |
| C．The beautiful scenery attracted him. |
| D．He suddenly feared that he might get lost. |
| A．didn’t expect to see anyone |
| B．didn’t want to speak to anybody |
| C．didn’t know there was a town nearby |
| D．couldn’t see anything because of the tree |
| A．He just wanted to finish it. |
| B．He felt unable to continue it. |
| C．He regretted having started it. |
| D．He had mixed feelings about it. |
