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第1题
As a boy he wanted to be a fireman. As a high school student, he thought he’d like to beco
me a teacher. Now he______to be nothing more than a janitor.

A.assumes

B.prescribes

C.aspires

D.presumes

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第2题
A friend of mine named Paul received an automobile from his brother as a Christmas pre
sent. On Christmas Eve when Paul came out of his office, a street urchin was walking around the shiny new car, admiring it. “Is this your car, Mister?” he asked.

Paul nodded. “My brother gave it to me for Christmas.” The boy was astounded. “You mean your brother gave it to you and it didn’t cost you nothing? Boy, I wish….” He hesitated. Of course Paul knew what he was going to wish for. He was going to wish he had a brother like that. But what the lad said jarred Paul all the way down to his heels.

“I wish,” the boy went on, “that I could be a brother like that.”

Paul looked at the boy in astonishment, then impulsively he added, “Would you like to take a ride in my automobile?”

“Oh yes, I’d love that.”

After a short ride, the boy turned and with his eyes aglow, said, “Mister, would you mind driving in front of my house?”

Paul smiled a little. He thought he knew what the lad wante d. He wanted to show his neighbors that he could ride home in a big automobile. But Paul was wrong again. “Will you stop where those two steps are?” the boy asked.

He ran up the steps. Then in a little while Paul heard him coming back, but he was not coming fast. He was carrying his little crippled brother. He sat him down on the bottom step, then sort of squeezed up against him and pointed to the car.

“There she is, Buddy, just like I told you upstairs. His brother gave it to him for Christmas and it didn’t cost him a cent. And some day I’m gonna give you one just like it…, then you can see for yourself all the pretty things in the Christmas windows that I’ve been trying to tell you about.”

Paul got out and lifted the lad to the front seat of his car. The shining-eyed older brother climbed in beside him and the three of them began a memorable holiday ride. That Christmas Eve, Paul learned what Jesus meant when he had said: “It is more blessed to give….”

1、The boy was astounded.

A、He was very surprised

B、He was so surprised that he was shocked

C、He was extremely surprised

D、The car was so beautiful that he felt excited

2、Paul looked at the boy…, then impulsively he added, “….”

A、 he did this without planning and thinking

B、he did this with careful thinking

C、he was impelled by his brother to do this

D、he was forced by his mother to do this

3、The boy was not coming fast because ().

A、he was coming down the steps

B、he wanted to sit down on the steps

C、he wanted to see the car clearly

D、he was carrying his crippled brother

4、He…squeezed up against him and pointed to the car.

A、moved closer and touched him

B、held him tightly in his arms

C、pushed him nearer to the car

D、pulled him closer and supported him

5、…the three of them began a memorable holiday ride.

A、easy to remember

B、likely to be noticeable

C、worth remembering

D、likely to be seen

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第3题
At sixteen Ron Mackie might have stayed at school, but the future called to him excit
edly. Get out of the classroom into a job, it said, and Ron obeyed. His father, supporting the decision, found a place for him in a supermarket.

You’re lucky, Ron, he said. For every boy with a job these days, there's a dozen without. So Ron joined the working world at twenty pounds a week.

For a year he spent his days filing shelves with tins of food. By the end of that time he was looking back on his school-days as a time of great variety(多样性) and satisfaction. He searched for an interest in his work, with little success.

One fine day instead of going to work Ron got a lift on a lorry going south. With nine pounds in his pocket, a full heart ad a great longing for the sea, he set out to make a better way for himself. That evening, in Bournemouth, he had a sandwich and a drink in a caf é run by an elderly man and his wife.

Before he had finished the sandwich, the woman had taken him on for the restof the summer, at twenty pounds a week, a room upstairs and three meals a day. The ease and speed of it rather took Ron’s breath away. At quite times Ron had to check the old man’s arithmetic in the records of the business.

At the end of the season, he stayed on the coast. He was again surprised how straightforward it was for a boy of 17 to make a living. He worked in shops mostly, but once he took a job in a hotel for 3 weeks. Late in October he was taken on by the sick manager of a shoe shop. Ron soon found himself in charge there; he was the only one who could keep the books.

(1)Ron Jackie left school at sixteen because _______.

A、his father made him leave

B、he didn't want to stay in school

C、he was worried about the future

D、he could earn a lot of money in the supermarket

(2)What did Ron’s father think about his leaving school?

A、He thought his son was doing the right thing.

B、He advised him to stay at school to complete his education.

C、He was against it.

D、He knew there was a job for every boy who wanted one.

(3)After a year, Ron to realize that ________.

A、he was interested in the job

B、his work at the supermarket was dull

C、being at work was much better than going to school

D、the store manager wanted to get rid of him

(4)Ron left the supermarket because ______.

A、he knew he would find work in Bournemouth

B、he took a job as lorry driver

C、he gave up the job because he felt unwell

D、he wanted to work at the seaside

(5)Ron was able to take over the shoe shop because ________.

A、he got on well with the manager there

B、he knew how to keep the accounts of the business

C、he had had experience of selling books

D、he was young and strong

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第4题
Recently, one of my best friends Jennie, with whom I have shared just about everything sin
ce the first day of kindergarten, spent the weekend with me. Since I moved to a new town several years ago, we have both always looked forward to the new times a year when we can see each other.

Over the weekend, we spent hours and hours, staying up late into the night, talking about the people she was hanging around with. She started telling me stories about her new boy friend, about how he experimented with drugs and was into other self-destructive behavior. I was blown away! She told me how she had been lying to her parents about where she was going and even stealing out to see this guy because they didn't want her around him. No matter how hard I tried to tell her that she deserved better, she didn't believe me. Her self-respect seemed to have disappeared.

I tried to convince her that she was ruining her future and heading for big trouble. I felt like I was getting nowhere. I just couldn't believe that she really thought it was acceptable to hang with a bunch of losers, especially her boy friend.

By the time she left, I was really worried about her and exhausted by the experience. It had been so frustrating that I had come close to telling her several times during the weekend that maybe we had just grown too far apart to continue our friendship, but I didn't.I put the power of friendship to the ultimate test. We'd been friends for far too long. I had to hope that she valued me enough to know that I was trying to save her from hurting herself. I wanted to believe that our friendship could conquer anything.

A few days later, she called to say that she had thought long and hard about our conversation, and then she told me that she had broken up with her boy friend. I just listened on the other end of the phone with tears of joy running down my face. It was one of the truly rewarding moments in my life. Never had I been so proud of a friend.

What word best sums up Jennie's boy friend?

A.A drug user.

B.A loser.

C.A trouble maker.

D.A criminal.

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第5题
Robert had just moved into the street and he felt strange that he was not wanted. He k
new that perhaps the other boys were trying to get an idea of what kind of a boy he was. This did not help him to make himself less lonely. He was new and he had to be tested. Still, proving himself would not be all that easy. He did not want to run with the boys or get into something against the law to prove that he was strong. No! He must show what he was made of in a more helpful way. That’s when he got the idea.

The next day was Saturday. He knew that most of the boys would be down on the playground and choose up sides for the Saturday game. Robert knew he could play well and that just might be enough to prove he was strong, and to make friends with them. He arrived early and did his step exercises. He shot the ball several times and did some other exercises—the most difficult and most wonderful in basketball. Then the boys came. Robert went through what he had done before the game and showed what he could do. No one said a word. The boys just looked at each other and thought about it. In the end, when it was all over, the biggest of the group just smiled and shook his head. Robert knew he had made it.

1. What does “This did not help to make him less lonely” mean?()

A、Robert felt more lonely because the other boys wanted to test him.

B、Robert did not want himself to be less lonely.

C、Robert felt as lonely as before when the other boys tried to find out what kind of a boy he was.

D、The other boys did not want to make Robert feel less lonely.

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第6题
One thorn(刺) of experience is worth many times of warning.Ralph Wick was seven years ol

One thorn(刺) of experience is worth many times of warning.

Ralph Wick was seven years old.In most things he was a fine boy,but he would cry from time to time.When he could not have what he wanted,he would (31)for it.If he was told that it would hurt him,and he could not (32)it,he would also cry.

One day,he went with his mother into the (33)The sun shone.The grass was cut.The flowers were starting to come out.Ralph thought he was,for once,a good boy.(34) was on his face.He wished to do as he was told.Ralph helped his mother with the farm work and he was very happy.

"Now you must be tired and (35)"said his mother."Have a good rest here and eat some cookies.I will get a beautiful red rose for you."So his mother brought the red flower to him.When he saw his mother still had a white rose in her hand,Ralph (36)it.

"No,my dear,"said his mother."See how many thorns it has.You must not touch it,or you would be sure to hurt your (37)"When Ralph found that he could not have the white rose,he began to cry,and (38) took it away.But he was soon very sorry.The thorns hurt his hand.It was so(39) that he could not use it for some time.

Ralph would never (40) this.From then on,when he wanted what he should not have,his mother would point to his hand which had been hurt before.He at last learned to do as he was told.

31.A.run B.cry C.plan D.call

32.A.save B.hide C.have D.lose

33.A.park B.garden C.forest D.field

34.A.smile B.sign C.fear D.mark

35.A.lazy B.noisy C.hungry D.sleepy

36.A.waited for B.asked for C.cared for D.thanked for

37.A.arm B.leg C.hand D.foot

38.A.quietly B.proudly C.politely D.suddenly

39.A.helpful B.harmful C.peaceful D.painful

40.A.accept B.refuse C.forget D.remember.

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第7题
One thorn (刺) of experience is worth many times of warning.Ralph Wick was seven years o
One thorn (刺) of experience is worth many times of warning.Ralph Wick was seven years o

One thorn (刺) of experience is worth many times of warning.

Ralph Wick was seven years old.In most things he was a fine boy, but he would cry from time to time.When he could not have what he wanted, he would C-31 for it.If he was told that it would hurt him, and he could not C-32 it, he would also cry.

One day, he went with his mother into the C-33 .The sun shone.The grass was cut.The flowers were starting to come out.

Ralph thought he was, for once, a good boy.A C-34 was on his face.He wished to do as he was told.Ralph helped his mother with the farm work and he was very happy.

“Now you must be tired and C-35 said his mother.“Have a good rest here and eat some cookies.I will get a beautiful red rose for you.” So his mother brought the red flower to him.When he saw his mother still had a white rose in her hand, Ralph C-36 it.

“No, my dear,” said his mother.“See how many thorns it has.You must not touch it, or you would be sure to hurt your C-37 .” When Ralph found that he could not have the white rose, he began to cry, and C-38 took it away.But he was soon very sorry.The thorns hurt his hand.It was so C-39 that he could not use it for some time.

Ralph would never C-40 this.From then on, when he wanted what he should not have, his mother would point to his hand which had been hurt before.He at last learned to do as he was told.

31.Which is the best one to fill in the blank?

A.run

B.cry

C.plan

D.call

32.Which is the best one to fill in the blank?

A.save

B.hide

C.have

D.lose

33.Which is the best one to fill in the blank?

A.park

B.garden

C.forest

D.field

34.Which is the best one to fill in the blank?

A.smile

B.sign

C.fear

D.mark

35.Which is the best one to fill in the blank?

A.lazy

B.noisy

C.hungry

D.sleepy

36.Which is the best one to fill in the blank?

A.waited for

B.asked for

C.cared for

D.thanked for

37.Which is the best one to fill in the blank?

A.arm

B.leg

C.hand

D.foot

38.Which is the best one to fill in the blank?

A.quietly

B.proudly

C.politely

D.suddenly

39.Which is the best one to fill in the blank?

A.helpful

B.harmful

C.peaceful

D.painful

40.Which is the best one to fill in the blank?

A.accept

B.refuse

C.forget

D.remember

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第8题
The war was the most peaceful period of my life. The window of my bedroom faced south-east
. I always woke up with the first light and, with all the responsibilities of the previous day melted, felt myself rather like the sun, ready to shine and feel joy. Life never seemed so simple and clear and full of possibilities as then. I stuck my feet out under the sheets--I called them Mrs. Left and Mrs. Right--and invented dramatic situations for them in which they discussed the problems of the day. At least Mrs. Right did; she easily showed her feelings, but I didn't have the same control of Mrs. Left, so she mostly contented herself with nodding agreement.

They discussed what Mother and I should do during the day, what Santa Claus should give a fellow for Christmas, and what steps should be taken to brighten the home. There was that little matter of the baby, for instance. Mother and I could never agree about that. Ours was the only house in the neighborhood without a new baby, and Mother said we couldn't afford one till Father came back from the war because it cost seventeen and six. That showed how foolish she was. The Geneys up the road had a baby, and everyone knew they couldn't afford seventeen and six. It was probably a cheap baby, and Mother wanted something really good, but I felt she was too hard to please. The Geneys' baby would have done us fine. Having settled my plans for 'the day, I got up, put a chair under my window, and lifted the frame. high enough to stick out my head. The window overlooked the front gardens of the homes behind ours, and beyond these it looked over a deep valley to the tall, red-brick house up the opposite hillside, which were all still shadow, while those on our side of the valley were all lit up, though with long storage shadows that made them seem unfamiliar, stiff and painted.

The boy usually felt ________ early in the morning.

A.frightened

B.cheerful

C.worded

D.puzzled

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第9题
Remembering My GrandparentsWhen memory began for me, my grandfather was past sixty --

Remembering My Grandparents

When memory began for me, my grandfather was past sixty -- a great tall man with thick hair becoming gray.He had black eyes and a straight nose which ended in a slightly flattened tip. Once he explained seriously to me that he got that flattened tip as a small child when he fell down and stepped on his nose. The little marks of laughter at the corners of his eyes were the prodnct of a kindly and humorous nature. The years of work which had bent his shoulders had never dulled his humour nor his love of a joke.

Everywhere he went,“Gramp” made friends easily. At the end of half an hour you felt you had known him all your life. I soon learned that he hated to give orders , but that when he had to, he tried to make his orders sound like suggestions.

One July morning, as he was leaving to go to the cornfield, he said : “Edwin, you can pick up the potatoes in the field today if you want to do that.” Then he drove away with his horses. The day passed, and I did not have any desire to pick up potatoes. Evening came and the potatoes were still in the field. Gramp, dusty and tired, led the horses to get their drink.

“How many bags of potatoes were there?” Gramp inquired. “I don't know. ”“How many potatoes did you pick up?”“I didn't pick any. ” “Not any! Why not?”“You said I could pick, them up if I wanted to. You didn't say I had to. ”In the next few minutes I learned a lesson I would not forget: when Gramp said I could if I wanted to, he meant that I should want to. Gram hated cruelty and injustice. The injustices of history, even those of a thousand years before, angered her as much as the injustices of her own day.

She also had a deep love of beauty. When she was almost seventy-five, and had gone to live with one of her daughters, she spent a delightful morning washing dishes because, as she said, the beautiful patterns on the dishes gave her pleasure. The bird, the flowers, the clouds-all that was beautiful around her- pleased her. She was like the father of the French painter, Millet, who used to gather grass and show it to his son , saying , “See how beautif ul this is ! ”

In a pioneer society it is the harder qualities of mind and character that are of value. The softer virtues are considered unnecessary. Men and women struggling daily to earn a living are unable, even for a moment, to forget the business of preserving their lives. Only unusual people, like my grandparents, manage to keep the softer qualities in a world of daily struggle. Such were the two people with whom I spent the months from June to September in the wonderful days of summer and youth.

1.We know that Grandpa's nose()

A. was flattened because it had been stepped on

B. was not flat when he was a boy

C. was both straight and broad

D. was straight but its tip was a bit flat

2.We learn from the passage that Grandpa()

A. was friendly and humorous

B. liked making suggestions

C. loved to give orders

D. was a serious and strict person

3.When Grandpa told the writer to pick up potatoes if he wanted to do that, he meant that()

A. he could do it if he wanted to

B. he did not really have to do so

C. he could do it anytime he was ready

D. he had to do it

4.The writer describes his Grandma as()

A. a woman who complained about the injustices of life

B. a very obedient housewife

C. someone who could find beauty in life

D. a woman who loved Millet's paintings

5.According to the passage, in the days of the writer's grandparents()

A. most people understood how to appreciate the beautiful things

B. in life it was difficult for people to keep the "soft qualities" of mind and character

C. only ordinary people managed to appreciate the beauty of nature

D. it was the "soft virtues" that were thought to be very important

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第10题
Remembering My GrandparentsWhen memory began for me, my grandfather was past sixty -- a
Remembering My Grandparents

When memory began for me, my grandfather was past sixty -- a great tall man with thick hair becoming gray. He had black eyes and a straight nose which ended in a slightly flattened tip. Once he explained seriously to me that he got that flattened tip as a small child when he fell down and stepped On his nose.The little marks of laughter at the corners of his eyes were the product of a kindly and humorous nature. The years of work which had bent his shoulders had never dulled his humor nor his love of a joke. Everywhere he went, "Gramp" made friends easily. At the end of half an hour you felt you had known him all your life. I soon learned that he hated to give orders, but that when he had to, he tried to make his orders sound like suggestions.One July morning, as he was leaving to go to the cornfield, he said, "Edwin, you can pick up the potatoes in the field today if you want to do that." Then he drove away with his horses.The day passed, and I did not have any desire to pick up potatoes. Evening came and the potatoes were still in the field. Gramp, dusty and tired, led the horses to get their drink."How many bags of potatoes were there?" Gramp inquired."I don't know."

"How many potatoes did you pick up?"

"I didn't pick any."

"Not any! Why not?"

"You said I could pick them up if I wanted to. You didn't say I had to."

In the next few minutes I learned a lesson I would not forget, when Gramp said I could if I wanted to, he meant that I should want to.My grandmother ("Gram") worked hard all day, washing clothes, cleaning the house, making butter, and even working in the field when help was scarce. In the evening, though, she was not too tired to read books from the community library. For more than forty years Gram read aloud to Gramp almost every evening. In this way she and Gramp learned about all the great battles of history and became familiar with the works of great authors and the lives of famous men.Gram hated cruelty and injustice. The injustices of history, even those of a thousand years before, angered her as much as the injustices of her own day.She also had a deep love of beauty. When she was almost seventy-five, and had gone to live with one of her daughters, she spent a delightful morning washing dishes because, as she said, the beautiful patterns on the dishes gave her pleasure. The birds, the flowers, the clouds -- all that was beautiful around her -- pleased her. She was like the father of the French painter, Millet, who used to gather grass and show it to his son, saying, "See how beautiful this is!"

In a pioneer society it is the harder qualities of mind and character that are of value. The softer virtues are considered unnecessary. Men and women struggling daily to earn a living are unable, even for a moment, to forget the business of preserving their lives. Only unusual people, like my grandparents, manage to keep the softer qualities in a world of daily struggle.Such were the two people with whom I spent the months from June to September in the wonderful days of summer and youth.

1.We know that Grandpa's nose ____

A、was flattened because it had been stepped on

B、was not flat when he was a boy

C、was both straight and broad

D、was straight but its tip was a bit flat

2.We learn from the passage that Grandpa ____

A、loved to give orders

B、liked making suggestions

C、was friendly and humorous

D、was a serious and strict person

3.When Grandpa told the writer to pick up potatoes if he wanted to do that, he meant that ____

A、he had to do it

B、he could do it if he wanted to

C、he could do it anytime he was ready

D、he did not really have to do so

4.The writer describes his Grandma as ____

A、someone who could find beauty in life

B、a very obedient housewife

C、a woman who complained about the injustices of life

D、a woman who loved Millet's paintings

5.According to the passage, in the days of the writer's grandparents ____

A、it was difficult for people to keep the "soft qualities" of mind and character

B、most people understood how to appreciate the beautiful things in life

C、it was the "soft virtues" that were thought to be very important

D、only ordinary people managed to appreciate the beauty of nature

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