2 . 阅读下面材料，根据其内容和所给段落开头语续写两段，使之构成一篇完整的短文。

I was eleven years old standing outside in just my underwear while I watched the house that I grew up in rapidly burn to the ground. A few minutes earlier I had been sound asleep in my nice,   warm bed when a scream woke me up.

My grandmother’s bedroom was just next to mine and my brother’s,   A fire had broken out there and awakened her. Hearing her my older brother had sprung into action. While I stumbled around in the smoke and darkness he ran from room to room quickly waking everyone in the house. The house,   however,   was over 50 years old and made of wood. Before we could do anything the fire consumed it. We all barely made it outside before the flames engulfed every room. I stood there shivering while the fire destroyed my books,   clothes,   and toys. I watched helplessly while my Mom cried and my Dad swore. I wondered what was going to happen to us now that we had lost all of our things. As I looked around,   though,   I realized something for the first time: The things that matter,   aren’t things.

I saw my older brother running across the swinging bridge by our house to get help. I saw my oldest brother who was on crutches from an earlier accident standing unsteadily on one leg. I saw my grandmother and Dad huddled together and my Mom holding our little dog in her arms.

I realized at that moment that we were all alive.

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I still think of that fire in the night that helped me to become who I am today.

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3 . A Tribute to the Dog

The best friend a man has in the world may turn against him and become his enemy. His son or daughter that he has reared with loving care may prove ______. Those who are nearest and dearest to us, those whom we trust with our happiness and our good name may become traitors to their faith.

The money that a man has, he may lose. It flies away from him, perhaps when he needs it most. A man's reputation may be sacrificed in a moment of _____ action. The people who are prone to fall on their ______ to do us honor when success is with us, may be the first to throw the stone of malice(恶意) when _____settles its cloud upon our heads.

The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never ______ him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous is his dog. A man's dog stands by him in ____ and in poverty, in health and in sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground, where the wintry winds blow and the snow drives _____, if only he may be near his master's side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to _____.

He will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounters with the ______ of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master ______ he were a prince. When all other friends desert, he remains. When riches take wings, and reputation falls to pieces, he is as ______ in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens.

If fortune drives the master forth, an outcast in the world, friendless and homeless, the ______ dog asks no higher privilege than that of accompanying him, to _______ him against danger, to fight against his enemies. And when the last _______ of all comes, and death takes his master in its embrace and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there by the graveside will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws, his eyes sad, but open in ______watchfulness, faithful and true even in death.

1.

A．distasteful

B．dutiful

C．regretful

D．ungrateful

2.

A．well-behaved

B．duty-bound

C．ill-considered

D．poorly-trained

3.

A．hands

B．knees

C．shoulders

D．feet

4.

A．confusion

B．fortune

C．luck

D．failure

5.

A．deserts

B．demands

C．divides

D．defeats

6.

A．property

B．prosperity

C．productivity

D．priority

7.

A．fiercely

B．gently

C．gracefully

D．randomly

8.

A．consume

B．breed

C．offer

D．apply

9.

A．subtleness

B．roughness

C．unworthiness

D．delightfulness

10.

A．as if

B．even though

C．in case

D．let alone

11.

A．constant

B．resistant

C．distant

D．instant

12.

A．faithful

B．cheerful

C．insightful

D．tearful

13.

A．prevent

B．protest

C．struggle

D．guard

14.

A．scene

B．consequence

C．memory

D．climax

15.

A．pleasant

B．alert

C．desperate

D．thrilled

4 . It was one of my first lessons as an international student in New York City. My US history teacher had just finished his lesson. He sat back in his armchair comfortably, and asked: “Was there anybody doing anything interesting yesterday?”

“I drew a panda, which was lovely!” a girl beside me shouted.Then, the talk developed rapidly. Someone said he had received his learner’s driving permit, while another mentioned that she had spent the first salary from her part-time job. Everybody seemed to have something to say. Although there was a range of people, from different backgrounds, people seemed to feel at home with each other.

Not me. I stayed aloof from the discussion. I looked through my notes until I looked up to see another teacher come in and share some cookies he had made yesterday. The beautifully baked cookies sent out a good smell, which made it impossible to concentrate on my work any longer. However, my seat was in the back row, and I was too shy to stand up and take a cookie for myself.

“Go ahead and have one!” It was the history teacher: “If you don’t stand up, nobody is going to feed you!”

I was still hesitant, but I got up and took a cookie with some other classmates. Now I felt more at ease. We laughed about how “greedy” we were.

The “cookie crisis” had taught me a lesson. I would have to be less shy in the United States. Here was a mixed and various culture, and if I wanted to get anywhere I would have to brave its newness and difference and make myself heard, just as the teacher had said. Otherwise, “Nobody is going to feed you.” It was something a person new to the US, such as myself, needed to learn.

1. The atmosphere in a US classroom is quite __________.

A．lively	B．lonely
C．bad	D．quiet

2. What does the underlined phrase “aloof from” mean?

A．in spite of	B．instead of
C．apart from	D．away from

3. What prevented the writer from getting a cookie for himself at first?

A．His bravery.	B．His shyness.
C．His strangeness.	D．His weakness.

4. The “cookie crisis” in the last paragraph was __________ to the writer.

A．an important problem	B．a kind of valuable food
C．a turning point in his life attitude	D．a dream in his school life