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I grew up seeing handwritten notes as the best expression of love. My room often 16 small, square papers on the bed for me to find. Sometimes it was just a smiley 17 , other times she simply wrote the words "love you" 18 ordinary ballpoint pen, but it was more than enough.
Starting in elementary school, my mom 19 me to write notes to my grandma who lived a few hours away. Grandma 20 wrote back. The excitement I felt when I looked in the 21 and saw a letter in my grandma′s shaky letters never 22 . By studying her handwriting, I could almost 23 how she′ d been feeling that day. Those notes are now treasures.
The words, "You make me 24 ," from my dad when I got my first prize and birthday notes from friends are all lifelines I can′ t bear to 25 .
However, my greatest lifelines came from my daughter, Avery. One day I put a yellow note on her 26 not realizing there was a blank one 27 to it. When I cleaned out her lunch box that night, the number of my notes had 28 . I cried when I saw she′d written the same thing as me.
"I love you. Avery."
I reached up and stuck my daughter′ s 29 on the cabinet where the sandwich bread was stored as a source of daily 30 . Then later another in my clothes closet where I got 31 , and another on the bathroom mirror where I brushed my 32 .
"I love you. I will .love you for my whole life."
Until today my daughter still 33 posts lifelines to me. Now they are not so much for encouragement 34 they are reminders--reminders that time is flying.
Because the untraditional spelling has become 35 , letters are no longer gigantic, but rather small and dainty (优美的). But the love, the love is still there.
第(26)题选

A.coat
B.sandwich
C.schoolbag
D.pencil-box

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解析:考查上下文理解。结合下文的lunch box以及29题后面的the sandwich bread可知选B。
更多 “根据下面资料,回答 I grew up seeing handwritten notes as the best expression of love. My room often 16 small, square papers on the bed for me to find. Sometimes it was just a smiley 17 , other times she simply wrote the words "love you" 18 ordinary ballpoint pen, but it was more than enough. Starting in elementary school, my mom 19 me to write notes to my grandma who lived a few hours away. Grandma 20 wrote back. The excitement I felt when I looked in the 21 and saw a letter in my grandma′s shaky letters never 22 . By studying her handwriting, I could almost 23 how she′ d been feeling that day. Those notes are now treasures. The words, "You make me 24 ," from my dad when I got my first prize and birthday notes from friends are all lifelines I can′ t bear to 25 . However, my greatest lifelines came from my daughter, Avery. One day I put a yellow note on her 26 not realizing there was a blank one 27 to it. When I cleaned out her lunch box that night, the number of my notes had 28 . I cried when I saw she′d written the same thing as me. "I love you. Avery." I reached up and stuck my daughter′ s 29 on the cabinet where the sandwich bread was stored as a source of daily 30 . Then later another in my clothes closet where I got 31 , and another on the bathroom mirror where I brushed my 32 . "I love you. I will .love you for my whole life." Until today my daughter still 33 posts lifelines to me. Now they are not so much for encouragement 34 they are reminders--reminders that time is flying. Because the untraditional spelling has become 35 , letters are no longer gigantic, but rather small and dainty (优美的). But the love, the love is still there. 第(26)题选A.coat B.sandwich C.schoolbag D.pencil-box ” 相关考题
考题 B) 完形填空(共10小题,计10分)通读下面的短文,掌握其大意,然后从各题所给的A、B、C 3个选项中,选出1个最佳答案。When I had something difficult to do, I used to ask my mother for help. But she always said, “Do it yourself, dear.” I was not 11 at all. I thought she was the12 mother in the world!For example, one day, I decided to 13 some friends to my home. My bedroom was not in order. Books were everywhere. And I didn’t make the bed. I asked my 14 to help me clean it, 15 she still said, “Do it yourself, girl.”Because of my “lazy mother”, I have to 16 my clothes and clean my room. I have to help my parents 17 I even have to go to the dentist by myself. It is really hard  for me to do everything well, but I have learned 18 .As time goes by, I understand my mother. She makes me clever and diligent (勤奋的)19 a great mother! A 20 mother is worth(等值于) one hundred teachers! Don’t you think so?11._________. A. old B. glad C. thin

考题 AI was waiting for a phone call from my agent. He had left at message the night before, telling me that my show was to be cancelled. I called him several times, but each time his secretary told me that he was in a meeting and that he would call me later. So I waited and waited, but there was still no call. Three hours passing by, I became more and more and impatient. I was certain that my agent didn’t care about my work, and he didn’t care about me. I was overcome with that thought. I started to shout at the phone, “Let me wait, will you? Who do you think you are?”At that time I didn’t realize my wife was looking on. Without showing her surprise, she rushed in, seized the phone, tore off the wires, and shouted at the phone, “Yeah! Who do you think you are? Bad telephone! Bad telephone!” And she swept it into the wastebasket.I stood watching her, speechless. What on earth...?She stepped to the doorway and shouted at the test of the house, “Now hear this! All objects in this room----if you do anything to upset my husband, out you go!”Then she turned to me. Kissed me and said calmly, “Honey, you just have to learn how to take control.” With that, she left the room.After watching a crazy woman rushing in and out, shouting at everything in sight , I noticed that something in my mood (情绪) had changed. I was laughing. How could I have trouble with that phone? Her anties helped me realize I had been driven crazy by small things. Twenty minutes later my agent did call. I was able to listen to him and talk to him and talk to him calmly.56. Why did the author shout at the telephone?A. He was mad at the telephone.B. He was angry with his agent.C. He was anxious about his wife.D. He was impatient with the secretary?

考题 II.完型填空I have a twin sister,Kitty. She has (11) hair than me. I don't like long hair.Many people think we (12) have lots of things in common.l-m afraid this is not true. When my parents ’friends come to our home,Kitty often sits there and says (13) ,but I like to talk with them.So she is (14) than me. Kitty likes reading,drawing and cooking. I just like swimming and playing basketbaIl.She has (15) hobbies than me,but she is not as athletic (16) me. Be-cause Kitty does (17) than me at school,my parents often say to me,"(18) Kitty is younger than you,you should learn (19) her. We do have some similarities(相似之处),however. For example,we (20)like eating fast food ,going shopping and listening to pop music.( )11.A.longerB.longC.shortD.shorter

考题 根据下面资料,回答 I grew up seeing handwritten notes as the best expression of love. My room often 16 small, square papers on the bed for me to find. Sometimes it was just a smiley 17 , other times she simply wrote the words "love you" 18 ordinary ballpoint pen, but it was more than enough. Starting in elementary school, my mom 19 me to write notes to my grandma who lived a few hours away. Grandma 20 wrote back. The excitement I felt when I looked in the 21 and saw a letter in my grandma′s shaky letters never 22 . By studying her handwriting, I could almost 23 how she′ d been feeling that day. Those notes are now treasures. The words, "You make me 24 ," from my dad when I got my first prize and birthday notes from friends are all lifelines I can′ t bear to 25 . However, my greatest lifelines came from my daughter, Avery. One day I put a yellow note on her 26 not realizing there was a blank one 27 to it. When I cleaned out her lunch box that night, the number of my notes had 28 . I cried when I saw she′d written the same thing as me. "I love you. Avery." I reached up and stuck my daughter′ s 29 on the cabinet where the sandwich bread was stored as a source of daily 30 . Then later another in my clothes closet where I got 31 , and another on the bathroom mirror where I brushed my 32 . "I love you. I will .love you for my whole life." Until today my daughter still 33 posts lifelines to me. Now they are not so much for encouragement 34 they are reminders--reminders that time is flying. Because the untraditional spelling has become 35 , letters are no longer gigantic, but rather small and dainty (优美的). But the love, the love is still there. 第(25)题选A.sort out B.pack up C.throw away D.take up

考题 根据下面资料,回答 I grew up seeing handwritten notes as the best expression of love. My room often 16 small, square papers on the bed for me to find. Sometimes it was just a smiley 17 , other times she simply wrote the words "love you" 18 ordinary ballpoint pen, but it was more than enough. Starting in elementary school, my mom 19 me to write notes to my grandma who lived a few hours away. Grandma 20 wrote back. The excitement I felt when I looked in the 21 and saw a letter in my grandma′s shaky letters never 22 . By studying her handwriting, I could almost 23 how she′ d been feeling that day. Those notes are now treasures. The words, "You make me 24 ," from my dad when I got my first prize and birthday notes from friends are all lifelines I can′ t bear to 25 . However, my greatest lifelines came from my daughter, Avery. One day I put a yellow note on her 26 not realizing there was a blank one 27 to it. When I cleaned out her lunch box that night, the number of my notes had 28 . I cried when I saw she′d written the same thing as me. "I love you. Avery." I reached up and stuck my daughter′ s 29 on the cabinet where the sandwich bread was stored as a source of daily 30 . Then later another in my clothes closet where I got 31 , and another on the bathroom mirror where I brushed my 32 . "I love you. I will .love you for my whole life." Until today my daughter still 33 posts lifelines to me. Now they are not so much for encouragement 34 they are reminders--reminders that time is flying. Because the untraditional spelling has become 35 , letters are no longer gigantic, but rather small and dainty (优美的). But the love, the love is still there. 第(32)题选A.shoes B.floors C.teeth D.walls

考题 Sometimes I really doubt whether there is love between my parents. They are very busy working to 16 the family. They don′ t act in the 17 ways that I read in books or I see on TV. 18 flowers to each other on Valentine′ s Day is even more 19 . One day, my mother was sewing a quilt(床罩). I 20 sat down beside her and looked at her. "Mom, is there love between you and Dad?" I asked her in a 21voice. My mother stopped and raised her head with 22 in her eyes. She didn′t answer immediately. Then she 23 her head and continued to sew the quilt. At last my mother said: "Susan," she said, "Look at this thread. Sometimes it appears, but most of it 24 in the quilt. The thread really makes the quilt strong and 25 . If life is a quilt, then love should be a 26 . It can hardly be seen anywhere or anytime, but it′ s really there. Love is 27 ." The next spring, my father suddenly got sick seriously. When they returned from the hospital, mother looked rather pale and it seemed 28 of them had a serious illness. Every day in the morning and dusk, my mother helped my father 29 slowly on the country road. My father had never been so 30 . Along the country road, there were many beautiful flowers, green grass and trees. The sun gently glistened through the leaves. All of these 31 the most beautiful picture in the world. "Dad, how are you feeling now?" I asked him one day. He said gently. 32 , I just like walking with your mom. I like this kind of life." 33 his eyes, I know he loves my mother deeply. 34 I thought love meant flowers, gifts and sweet kisses. But from this 35 , I understand that love is just a thread in the quilt of our life. Love is inside, making life strong and warm. 第(31)题选A.came up B.turned up C.called up D.made up

考题 根据下面资料,回答 I grew up seeing handwritten notes as the best expression of love. My room often 16 small, square papers on the bed for me to find. Sometimes it was just a smiley 17 , other times she simply wrote the words "love you" 18 ordinary ballpoint pen, but it was more than enough. Starting in elementary school, my mom 19 me to write notes to my grandma who lived a few hours away. Grandma 20 wrote back. The excitement I felt when I looked in the 21 and saw a letter in my grandma′s shaky letters never 22 . By studying her handwriting, I could almost 23 how she′ d been feeling that day. Those notes are now treasures. The words, "You make me 24 ," from my dad when I got my first prize and birthday notes from friends are all lifelines I can′ t bear to 25 . However, my greatest lifelines came from my daughter, Avery. One day I put a yellow note on her 26 not realizing there was a blank one 27 to it. When I cleaned out her lunch box that night, the number of my notes had 28 . I cried when I saw she′d written the same thing as me. "I love you. Avery." I reached up and stuck my daughter′ s 29 on the cabinet where the sandwich bread was stored as a source of daily 30 . Then later another in my clothes closet where I got 31 , and another on the bathroom mirror where I brushed my 32 . "I love you. I will .love you for my whole life." Until today my daughter still 33 posts lifelines to me. Now they are not so much for encouragement 34 they are reminders--reminders that time is flying. Because the untraditional spelling has become 35 , letters are no longer gigantic, but rather small and dainty (优美的). But the love, the love is still there. 第(16)题选A.carried B.left C.covered D.collected

考题 Sometimes I really doubt whether there is love between my parents. They are very busy working to 16 the family. They don′ t act in the 17 ways that I read in books or I see on TV. 18 flowers to each other on Valentine′ s Day is even more 19 . One day, my mother was sewing a quilt(床罩). I 20 sat down beside her and looked at her. "Mom, is there love between you and Dad?" I asked her in a 21voice. My mother stopped and raised her head with 22 in her eyes. She didn′t answer immediately. Then she 23 her head and continued to sew the quilt. At last my mother said: "Susan," she said, "Look at this thread. Sometimes it appears, but most of it 24 in the quilt. The thread really makes the quilt strong and 25 . If life is a quilt, then love should be a 26 . It can hardly be seen anywhere or anytime, but it′ s really there. Love is 27 ." The next spring, my father suddenly got sick seriously. When they returned from the hospital, mother looked rather pale and it seemed 28 of them had a serious illness. Every day in the morning and dusk, my mother helped my father 29 slowly on the country road. My father had never been so 30 . Along the country road, there were many beautiful flowers, green grass and trees. The sun gently glistened through the leaves. All of these 31 the most beautiful picture in the world. "Dad, how are you feeling now?" I asked him one day. He said gently. 32 , I just like walking with your mom. I like this kind of life." 33 his eyes, I know he loves my mother deeply. 34 I thought love meant flowers, gifts and sweet kisses. But from this 35 , I understand that love is just a thread in the quilt of our life. Love is inside, making life strong and warm. 第(32)题选A.In other words B.To tell the truth C.In my opinion D.On the contrary

考题 根据下面资料,回答 I grew up seeing handwritten notes as the best expression of love. My room often 16 small, square papers on the bed for me to find. Sometimes it was just a smiley 17 , other times she simply wrote the words "love you" 18 ordinary ballpoint pen, but it was more than enough. Starting in elementary school, my mom 19 me to write notes to my grandma who lived a few hours away. Grandma 20 wrote back. The excitement I felt when I looked in the 21 and saw a letter in my grandma′s shaky letters never 22 . By studying her handwriting, I could almost 23 how she′ d been feeling that day. Those notes are now treasures. The words, "You make me 24 ," from my dad when I got my first prize and birthday notes from friends are all lifelines I can′ t bear to 25 . However, my greatest lifelines came from my daughter, Avery. One day I put a yellow note on her 26 not realizing there was a blank one 27 to it. When I cleaned out her lunch box that night, the number of my notes had 28 . I cried when I saw she′d written the same thing as me. "I love you. Avery." I reached up and stuck my daughter′ s 29 on the cabinet where the sandwich bread was stored as a source of daily 30 . Then later another in my clothes closet where I got 31 , and another on the bathroom mirror where I brushed my 32 . "I love you. I will .love you for my whole life." Until today my daughter still 33 posts lifelines to me. Now they are not so much for encouragement 34 they are reminders--reminders that time is flying. Because the untraditional spelling has become 35 , letters are no longer gigantic, but rather small and dainty (优美的). But the love, the love is still there. 第(18)题选A.in B.on C.without D.at

考题 根据下面资料,回答 I grew up seeing handwritten notes as the best expression of love. My room often 16 small, square papers on the bed for me to find. Sometimes it was just a smiley 17 , other times she simply wrote the words "love you" 18 ordinary ballpoint pen, but it was more than enough. Starting in elementary school, my mom 19 me to write notes to my grandma who lived a few hours away. Grandma 20 wrote back. The excitement I felt when I looked in the 21 and saw a letter in my grandma′s shaky letters never 22 . By studying her handwriting, I could almost 23 how she′ d been feeling that day. Those notes are now treasures. The words, "You make me 24 ," from my dad when I got my first prize and birthday notes from friends are all lifelines I can′ t bear to 25 . However, my greatest lifelines came from my daughter, Avery. One day I put a yellow note on her 26 not realizing there was a blank one 27 to it. When I cleaned out her lunch box that night, the number of my notes had 28 . I cried when I saw she′d written the same thing as me. "I love you. Avery." I reached up and stuck my daughter′ s 29 on the cabinet where the sandwich bread was stored as a source of daily 30 . Then later another in my clothes closet where I got 31 , and another on the bathroom mirror where I brushed my 32 . "I love you. I will .love you for my whole life." Until today my daughter still 33 posts lifelines to me. Now they are not so much for encouragement 34 they are reminders--reminders that time is flying. Because the untraditional spelling has become 35 , letters are no longer gigantic, but rather small and dainty (优美的). But the love, the love is still there. 第(17)题选A.story B.diary C.sign D.face

考题 I've loved my mother's desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mother sat writing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the more wonderful thing in the world. Years later, during her final illness, mother kept different things for my sister and brother."But the desk," she'd said again, "it's for Elizaheth." I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in acdou. But as a young girl, I wanted heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter. They never happened.And a gulf opened between us. I was "too emotional". But she lived "on the surface". As years passed I had my own family. I loved my mother and thanked her for our happy family. I wrote to her in careful words and asked her to let me know in any way she ebose that she did forgive me. I posted the letter and waited for her answer. None came. My hope turned to disappointment, then little interest and, finally, peace-it seemed that nothing happened. I couldn't be sure that the letter had even got to mother. I only knew that I had written it, and l could stop trying to make her into someone she was not. Now the present of her desk told, as she'd never been able to, that she was pleased that writing was my chosen work. I cleaned the desk carefully and found some papers inside--a photo of my father and a one-page letter, folded and refolded many times. Give me an answer, my letter asks, in any way you choose. Mother, you always chose the act that speaks louder than words. What did mother do with her daughter's letter asking forgiveness?A.She had never received the letter. B.For years, she often talked about the letter. C.She didn't forgive her daughter at all in all her life. D.She read the letter again and again till she died.

考题 I've loved my mother's desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mother sat writing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the more wonderful thing in the world. Years later, during her final illness, mother kept different things for my sister and brother."But the desk," she'd said again, "it's for Elizaheth." I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in acdou. But as a young girl, I wanted heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter. They never happened.And a gulf opened between us. I was "too emotional". But she lived "on the surface". As years passed I had my own family. I loved my mother and thanked her for our happy family. I wrote to her in careful words and asked her to let me know in any way she ebose that she did forgive me. I posted the letter and waited for her answer. None came. My hope turned to disappointment, then little interest and, finally, peace-it seemed that nothing happened. I couldn't be sure that the letter had even got to mother. I only knew that I had written it, and l could stop trying to make her into someone she was not. Now the present of her desk told, as she'd never been able to, that she was pleased that writing was my chosen work. I cleaned the desk carefully and found some papers inside--a photo of my father and a one-page letter, folded and refolded many times. Give me an answer, my letter asks, in any way you choose. Mother, you always chose the act that speaks louder than words. The passage shows that _______ A.mother was cold on the surface but kind in her heart to her daughter B.mother was too serious about everything her daughter had done C.mother cared much about her daughter in words D.mother wrote to her daughter in careful words

考题 I've loved my mother's desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mother sat writing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the more wonderful thing in the world. Years later, during her final illness, mother kept different things for my sister and brother."But the desk," she'd said again, "it's for Elizaheth." I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in acdou. But as a young girl, I wanted heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter. They never happened.And a gulf opened between us. I was "too emotional". But she lived "on the surface". As years passed I had my own family. I loved my mother and thanked her for our happy family. I wrote to her in careful words and asked her to let me know in any way she ebose that she did forgive me. I posted the letter and waited for her answer. None came. My hope turned to disappointment, then little interest and, finally, peace-it seemed that nothing happened. I couldn't be sure that the letter had even got to mother. I only knew that I had written it, and l could stop trying to make her into someone she was not. Now the present of her desk told, as she'd never been able to, that she was pleased that writing was my chosen work. I cleaned the desk carefully and found some papers inside--a photo of my father and a one-page letter, folded and refolded many times. Give me an answer, my letter asks, in any way you choose. Mother, you always chose the act that speaks louder than words. The writer began to love her mother's deskA.after mother died B.before she became a writer C.when she was a child D.when mother gave it to her

考题 I've loved my mother's desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mother sat writing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the more wonderful thing in the world. Years later, during her final illness, mother kept different things for my sister and brother."But the desk," she'd said again, "it's for Elizaheth." I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in acdou. But as a young girl, I wanted heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter. They never happened.And a gulf opened between us. I was "too emotional". But she lived "on the surface". As years passed I had my own family. I loved my mother and thanked her for our happy family. I wrote to her in careful words and asked her to let me know in any way she ebose that she did forgive me. I posted the letter and waited for her answer. None came. My hope turned to disappointment, then little interest and, finally, peace-it seemed that nothing happened. I couldn't be sure that the letter had even got to mother. I only knew that I had written it, and l could stop trying to make her into someone she was not. Now the present of her desk told, as she'd never been able to, that she was pleased that writing was my chosen work. I cleaned the desk carefully and found some papers inside--a photo of my father and a one-page letter, folded and refolded many times. Give me an answer, my letter asks, in any way you choose. Mother, you always chose the act that speaks louder than words. What's the best title of the passage? A.My Letter to Mother B.Mother and Children C.Mv Mother's Desk D.Talks hetween Mother and Me

考题 根据下列内容,回答186-190题。 I've loved my mother's desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mothersat writing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I de-cided that the act of writing must be the more wonderful thing in the world. Years later, during herfinal illness, mother kept different things for my sister and brother."But the desk," she'd said a-gain, "it's for Elizabeth." I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in action. Butas a young girl, I wanted heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter. They never happened. And a gulf opened between us. I was "too emotional". But she lived "on the surface". As years passed I had my own family. I loved my mother and thanked her for our happy fami-ly. I wrote to her in careful words and asked her to let me know in any way she chose that she didforgive me. I posted the letter and waited for her answer. None came. My hope turned to disap-pointment, then little interest and, finally, peace--it seemed that nothing happened. I couldn't besure that the letter had even got to mother. I only knew that I had written it, and ! could stop try-ing to make her into someone she was not. Now the present of her desk told, as she'd never been able to, that she was pleased thatwriting was my chosen work. I cleaned the desk carefully and found some papers inside--a photoof my father and a one-page letter, folded and refolded many times. Give me an answer, my letterasks, in any way you choose. Mother, you always chose the act that speaks louder than words. The writer began to love her mother's desk__________.A.after mother died B.before she became a writer C.when she was a child D.when mother gave it to her

考题 When it comes to friends, I desire those who will share my happiness, who possess wings of their own and who will fly with me. I seek friends whose qualities illuminate me and train me up for love. It is for these people that I reserve the glowing hours, too good not to share. When I was in the eighth grade, I had a friend. We were shy and "too serious" about our stud- ies when it was becoming fashionable with our classmates to learn acceptable social behaviors. We said little at school, but she would come to my house and we would sit down with pencils and paper, and one of us would say:"Let's start with a train whistle today." We would sit quietly together and write separate poems or stories that grew out of a train whistle. Then we would read them aloud. At the end of that school year, we were changing into social creatures and the stories and poems stopped. When I lived for a time in London, I had a friend, he was in despair and I was in despair. But our friendship was based on the idea in each of us that we would be sorry later if we did not explore this great city because we had felt bad at the time. We met every Sunday for five weeks and found many excellent things. We walked until our despairs disappeared and then we parted. We gave London to each other. For almost four years I have had remarkable friend whose imagination illuminates mine. We write long letters in which we often discover our strangest selves. Each of us appears, sometimes in ~ a funny way, in the other's dreams. She and I agree that, at certain times, we seem to be parts of the same mind. In my most interesting moments, I often think : "Yes, I must tell..." We have never met. It is such comforting companions I wish to keep. One bright hour with their kind is worth more to me than the lifetime services of a psychologist,who will only fill up the healing silence necessary to those darkest moments in which I would rather be my own best friend. According to paragraph 4, the author and her friend__________.A. call each other regularly B. have similar personalities C. enjoy writing to each other D. dream of meeting each other

考题 共用题干 His Own Way to Express LoveYesterday was our three-year anniversary.We didn't do anything romantic;we just walked hand in hand and talked about our past and the future.This was pretty much what I had expected.Andy is an unromantic guy : no sweet words or roses.Smart as he is,he is a little bit shy expressing his love. In contrast , I am an outspoken(直言不讳)girl who likes to show her feelings directly .So needless to say,I often feel that he is insensitive.I envy other girls who are surrounded by sweet words.I was in this sullen mood until I heard a beautiful sentence one day:“If one does not love you in the way you like,it does not mean that he does not love you.”This simple but sensible sentence made me think about our happy days and recall his deep concern for me.One cold winter night,I got a high fever. He hurried to my dormitory and took me to the hospital.He was in such a hurry that he even forgot to wear socks.After arrival,he ran through the hospital handling all the formalities(手续).When I was put on a drip(点滴),he told me interesting stories to make me happy. Being held in his warm arms and listening to his tender(温柔的)voice,I had never felt so safe and comfortable.Gradually,I fell asleep.When I woke up 15 minutes later , he was still mumbling(咕浓地说)to me. He explained that if he had stopped talking I would have woken up.At that moment,I found love in his eyes.Another time,I had a bad quarrel with my best friend.Although I knew it was my fault,I refused to admit it.I was angry when he insisted I apologize to her. He said that it was difficult to admit a mistake,but this was what everyone should do. The next morning,I apologized to my friend and asked for her forgiveness.My unromantic boyfriend cares about my health like my father,understands me like my mother and helps me like my elder brother. The word“sullen”in paragraph 3 could be best replaced by______.A: “cheerful”B: “calm”C: “good”D: “bad”

考题 共用题干 His Own Way to Express LoveYesterday was our three-year anniversary.We didn't do anything romantic;we just walked hand in hand and talked about our past and the future.This was pretty much what I had expected.Andy is an unromantic guy : no sweet words or roses.Smart as he is,he is a little bit shy expressing his love. In contrast , I am an outspoken(直言不讳)girl who likes to show her feelings directly .So needless to say,I often feel that he is insensitive.I envy other girls who are surrounded by sweet words.I was in this sullen mood until I heard a beautiful sentence one day:“If one does not love you in the way you like,it does not mean that he does not love you.”This simple but sensible sentence made me think about our happy days and recall his deep concern for me.One cold winter night,I got a high fever. He hurried to my dormitory and took me to the hospital.He was in such a hurry that he even forgot to wear socks.After arrival,he ran through the hospital handling all the formalities(手续).When I was put on a drip(点滴),he told me interesting stories to make me happy. Being held in his warm arms and listening to his tender(温柔的)voice,I had never felt so safe and comfortable.Gradually,I fell asleep.When I woke up 15 minutes later , he was still mumbling(咕浓地说)to me. He explained that if he had stopped talking I would have woken up.At that moment,I found love in his eyes.Another time,I had a bad quarrel with my best friend.Although I knew it was my fault,I refused to admit it.I was angry when he insisted I apologize to her. He said that it was difficult to admit a mistake,but this was what everyone should do. The next morning,I apologized to my friend and asked for her forgiveness.My unromantic boyfriend cares about my health like my father,understands me like my mother and helps me like my elder brother. The writer tells the reader two stories to show that______.A: Andy is a romantic guyB: Andy has his own way to express loveC: Andy is an insensitive guyD: Andy is a foolish guy

考题 共用题干 His Own Way to Express LoveYesterday was our three-year anniversary.We didn't do anything romantic;we just walked hand in hand and talked about our past and the future.This was pretty much what I had expected.Andy is an unromantic guy : no sweet words or roses.Smart as he is,he is a little bit shy expressing his love. In contrast , I am an outspoken(直言不讳)girl who likes to show her feelings directly .So needless to say,I often feel that he is insensitive.I envy other girls who are surrounded by sweet words.I was in this sullen mood until I heard a beautiful sentence one day:“If one does not love you in the way you like,it does not mean that he does not love you.”This simple but sensible sentence made me think about our happy days and recall his deep concern for me.One cold winter night,I got a high fever. He hurried to my dormitory and took me to the hospital.He was in such a hurry that he even forgot to wear socks.After arrival,he ran through the hospital handling all the formalities(手续).When I was put on a drip(点滴),he told me interesting stories to make me happy. Being held in his warm arms and listening to his tender(温柔的)voice,I had never felt so safe and comfortable.Gradually,I fell asleep.When I woke up 15 minutes later , he was still mumbling(咕浓地说)to me. He explained that if he had stopped talking I would have woken up.At that moment,I found love in his eyes.Another time,I had a bad quarrel with my best friend.Although I knew it was my fault,I refused to admit it.I was angry when he insisted I apologize to her. He said that it was difficult to admit a mistake,but this was what everyone should do. The next morning,I apologized to my friend and asked for her forgiveness.My unromantic boyfriend cares about my health like my father,understands me like my mother and helps me like my elder brother. When did the writer and Andy fall in love?A: Three years ago.B: Two days ago.C: On a cold winter night.D: After a quarrel.

考题 共用题干 第一篇His Own Way to Express LoveYesterday was our three-year anniversary.We didn't do anything romantic;we just walked hand in hand and talked about our past and the future.This was pretty much what I had expected.Andy is an unromantic guy:no sweet words or roses.Smart as he is,he is a little bit shy expressing his love.In contrast, I am an outspoken(直言不讳)girl who likes to show her feelings directly.So needless to say,I often feel that he is insensitive,I envy other girls who are surrounded by sweet words.I was in this sullen mood until I heard a beautiful sentence one day:"If one does not love you the way you like,it does not mean that he does not love you,"This simple but sensible sentence made me think about our happy days and recall his deep concern for me.One cold winter night,I got a high fever.He hurried to my dormitory and took me to the hospital.He was in such a hurry that he even forgot to wear socks.After arrival,he ranthrough the hospital handling all the formalities(手续).When I was put on a drip(点滴),he told me interesting stories to make me happy.Being held in his warm arms and listening to his tender(温柔的)voice, I had never felt so safe and comfortable.Gradually, I fellasleep.When I woke up 15 minutes later, he was still mumbling(咕哝地说)to me.He explained that if he had stopped talking I would have woken up.At that moment,I found love in his eyes.Another time,I had a bad quarrel with my best friend.Although I knew it was my fault, I refused to admit it.I was very angry when he insisted I apologize to her.He said that it was difficult to admit a mistake,but this was what everyone should do.The next morning,I apologized to my friend and asked for her forgiveness.My unromantic boyfriend cares about my health like my father,understands me like my mother and helps me like my elder brother.Which statement is true of the writer?A:She likes running after romantic guys.B:She does not like sweet words.C:She likes expressing her feelings directly.D:She does not like roses.

考题 共用题干 第一篇His Own Way to Express LoveYesterday was our three-year anniversary.We didn't do anything romantic;we just walked hand in hand and talked about our past and the future.This was pretty much what I had expected.Andy is an unromantic guy:no sweet words or roses.Smart as he is,he is a little bit shy expressing his love. In contrast, I am an outspoken(直言不讳)girl who likes to show her feelings directly.So needless to say,I often feel that he is insensitive.I envy other girls who are surrounded by sweet words.I was in this sullen mood until I heard a beautiful sentence one day:"If one does not love you the way you like,it does not mean that he does not love you."This simple but sensible sentence made me think about our happy days and recall his deep concern for me.One cold winter night,I got a high fever. He hurried to my dormitory arid took me to the hospital.He was in such a hurry that he even forgot to wear socks. After arnval,he ran through the hospital handling all the formalities(手续).When I was put on a drip(点滴),he told me interesting stories to make me happy. Being held in his warm arms and listening to his tender(温柔的)voice, I had never felt so safe and comfortable.Gradually,I fell asleep.When I woke up 15 minutes later, he was still mumbling(喃喃地说)to me. He explained that if he had stopped talking I would have woken up.At that moment,I found love in his eyes.Another time,I had a bad quarrel with my best friend.Although I knew it was my fault,I refused to admit it. I was very angry when he insisted I apologize to her. He said that it was difficult to admit a mistake,but this was what everyone should do.The next morning,I apologized to my friend and asked for her forgiveness.My unromantic boyfriend cares about my health like my father,understands me like my mother and helps me like my elder brother.Which statement is true of the writer?A:She likes running after romantic guys.B:She does not like sweet words.C:She likes expressing her feelings directly.D:She does not like roses.

考题 共用题干 His Own Way to Express LoveYesterday was our three-year anniversary.We didn't do anything romantic;we just walked hand in hand and talked about our past and the future.This was pretty much what I had expected.Andy is an unromantic guy : no sweet words or roses.Smart as he is,he is a little bit shy expressing his love. In contrast , I am an outspoken(直言不讳)girl who likes to show her feelings directly .So needless to say,I often feel that he is insensitive.I envy other girls who are surrounded by sweet words.I was in this sullen mood until I heard a beautiful sentence one day:“If one does not love you in the way you like,it does not mean that he does not love you.”This simple but sensible sentence made me think about our happy days and recall his deep concern for me.One cold winter night,I got a high fever. He hurried to my dormitory and took me to the hospital.He was in such a hurry that he even forgot to wear socks.After arrival,he ran through the hospital handling all the formalities(手续).When I was put on a drip(点滴),he told me interesting stories to make me happy. Being held in his warm arms and listening to his tender(温柔的)voice,I had never felt so safe and comfortable.Gradually,I fell asleep.When I woke up 15 minutes later , he was still mumbling(咕浓地说)to me. He explained that if he had stopped talking I would have woken up.At that moment,I found love in his eyes.Another time,I had a bad quarrel with my best friend.Although I knew it was my fault,I refused to admit it.I was angry when he insisted I apologize to her. He said that it was difficult to admit a mistake,but this was what everyone should do. The next morning,I apologized to my friend and asked for her forgiveness.My unromantic boyfriend cares about my health like my father,understands me like my mother and helps me like my elder brother. Which statement is true of the writer?A: She likes running after romantic guys.B: She does not like sweet words.C: She likes expressing her feelings directly.D: She does not like roses.

考题 根据以下材料,回答 How often do you let other people′snonsense change your mood? Do you let a bad driver, impolite waiter, rude boss,or an insensitive employee 1 your day? One day I was in a taxi and we headed 2 the airport. We were driving in the 3 lane when suddenly a black car drove outof a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his 4 and slid sideways, and at the very lastmoment our car stopped and 5 the other car by just inches! The driverof the other car looked around and started 6 at us. My taxi driver just 7 and waved at the guy. And I mean he wasreally 8 . So I asked, "Why did you just do that? This guyalmost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!" This is when my taxidriver taught me what I now call "The Law of the Garbage Truck". He explained that many people are likegarbage trucks. They run around full of 9 , full of frustration,full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage 10 up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they′ll dump it on 11 . Don′t take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well, and moveon. Believe me. You′ll be 12 . Don′t take their garbage and 13 it to other people at work, at home, oron the streets. Life′ s too short to wake up in the morning with 14 . The mark of your success is how quickly you can refocus on what′s 15 in your life. Roy Baumeister, a psychologyresearcher from Florida State University, found in his extensive research thatyou 16 bad things more often than good thingsin your life. You store the bad memories more easily, and you 17 them more frequently. Therefore, love thepeople who treat you right and ignore the ones who don′t. Life is ten percentwhat you make it and ninety percent how you 18 it! When you follow "The Law of theGarbage Truck", you take back control of your life. You make room for thegood by 19 go of the bad. Have a marvelous,garbage-free Day! The seeds you plant today 20 the harvest you will reap tomorrow. A.remember B.value C.forget D.appreciate

考题 根据以下材料,回答题 Sometimes I really doubt whether there islove between my parents. They are very busy working to 16 the family. They don′t act in the 17 ways that I read in books or I see on TV.18 flowers to each other onValentine′s Day is even more 19.One day, my mother was sewing a quilt (床单). I 20 sat down beside her and lookedat her. "Morn, is there love between you and Dad " I asked her in a21 voice. My mother stopped and raised her head with 22in her eyes. She didn′t answer immediately. Then she 23 her head and continued tosew the quilt. At last my mother said: "Susan," she said, "Look atthis thread. Sometimes it appears, but most of it 24 in the quilt. The thread really makes the quilt strong and25. If life is a quilt, then love should be a 26. It can hardly beseen anywhere or anytime, but it′s really there. Love is 27." The next spring, my father suddenly got sickseriously. When they returned from the hospital, mother looked rather pale andit seemed 28 of them had a serious illness. Everyday in the morning and dusk, my mother helped my father 29 slowly on the country road. My father hadnever been so 30. Along the country road, there were manybeautiful flowers, green grass and trees. The sun gently glistened through theleaves. All of these 31 themost beautiful picture in the world. "Dad, how are you feeling now " Iasked him one day. He said gently. " 32, I just like walking withyour morn. I like this kind of life." 33 his eyes, I know he lovesmy mother deeply. 34 I thought love meant flowers, girls andsweet kisses. But from this 35, I understand that love is just a threadin the quilt of our life. Love is inside, making life strong and warm. A.came up B.turned up C.called up D.made up

考题 根据以下材料,回答 How often do you let other people′snonsense change your mood? Do you let a bad driver, impolite waiter, rude boss,or an insensitive employee 1 your day? One day I was in a taxi and we headed 2 the airport. We were driving in the 3 lane when suddenly a black car drove outof a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his 4 and slid sideways, and at the very lastmoment our car stopped and 5 the other car by just inches! The driverof the other car looked around and started 6 at us. My taxi driver just 7 and waved at the guy. And I mean he wasreally 8 . So I asked, "Why did you just do that? This guyalmost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!" This is when my taxidriver taught me what I now call "The Law of the Garbage Truck". He explained that many people are likegarbage trucks. They run around full of 9 , full of frustration,full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage 10 up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they′ll dump it on 11 . Don′t take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well, and moveon. Believe me. You′ll be 12 . Don′t take their garbage and 13 it to other people at work, at home, oron the streets. Life′ s too short to wake up in the morning with 14 . The mark of your success is how quickly you can refocus on what′s 15 in your life. Roy Baumeister, a psychologyresearcher from Florida State University, found in his extensive research thatyou 16 bad things more often than good thingsin your life. You store the bad memories more easily, and you 17 them more frequently. Therefore, love thepeople who treat you right and ignore the ones who don′t. Life is ten percentwhat you make it and ninety percent how you 18 it! When you follow "The Law of theGarbage Truck", you take back control of your life. You make room for thegood by 19 go of the bad. Have a marvelous,garbage-free Day! The seeds you plant today 20 the harvest you will reap tomorrow. A.roads B.children C.you D.dustbins

考题 根据以下材料,回答题 Sometimes I really doubt whether there islove between my parents. They are very busy working to 16 the family. They don′t act in the 17 ways that I read in books or I see on TV.18 flowers to each other onValentine′s Day is even more 19.One day, my mother was sewing a quilt (床单). I 20 sat down beside her and lookedat her. "Morn, is there love between you and Dad " I asked her in a21 voice. My mother stopped and raised her head with 22in her eyes. She didn′t answer immediately. Then she 23 her head and continued tosew the quilt. At last my mother said: "Susan," she said, "Look atthis thread. Sometimes it appears, but most of it 24 in the quilt. The thread really makes the quilt strong and25. If life is a quilt, then love should be a 26. It can hardly beseen anywhere or anytime, but it′s really there. Love is 27." The next spring, my father suddenly got sickseriously. When they returned from the hospital, mother looked rather pale andit seemed 28 of them had a serious illness. Everyday in the morning and dusk, my mother helped my father 29 slowly on the country road. My father hadnever been so 30. Along the country road, there were manybeautiful flowers, green grass and trees. The sun gently glistened through theleaves. All of these 31 themost beautiful picture in the world. "Dad, how are you feeling now " Iasked him one day. He said gently. " 32, I just like walking withyour morn. I like this kind of life." 33 his eyes, I know he lovesmy mother deeply. 34 I thought love meant flowers, girls andsweet kisses. But from this 35, I understand that love is just a threadin the quilt of our life. Love is inside, making life strong and warm. A.Seeing B.Reading C.Watching D.Observing

考题 根据以下材料,回答题 Sometimes I really doubt whether there islove between my parents. They are very busy working to 16 the family. They don′t act in the 17 ways that I read in books or I see on TV.18 flowers to each other onValentine′s Day is even more 19.One day, my mother was sewing a quilt (床单). I 20 sat down beside her and lookedat her. "Morn, is there love between you and Dad " I asked her in a21 voice. My mother stopped and raised her head with 22in her eyes. She didn′t answer immediately. Then she 23 her head and continued tosew the quilt. At last my mother said: "Susan," she said, "Look atthis thread. Sometimes it appears, but most of it 24 in the quilt. The thread really makes the quilt strong and25. If life is a quilt, then love should be a 26. It can hardly beseen anywhere or anytime, but it′s really there. Love is 27." The next spring, my father suddenly got sickseriously. When they returned from the hospital, mother looked rather pale andit seemed 28 of them had a serious illness. Everyday in the morning and dusk, my mother helped my father 29 slowly on the country road. My father hadnever been so 30. Along the country road, there were manybeautiful flowers, green grass and trees. The sun gently glistened through theleaves. All of these 31 themost beautiful picture in the world. "Dad, how are you feeling now " Iasked him one day. He said gently. " 32, I just like walking withyour morn. I like this kind of life." 33 his eyes, I know he lovesmy mother deeply. 34 I thought love meant flowers, girls andsweet kisses. But from this 35, I understand that love is just a threadin the quilt of our life. Love is inside, making life strong and warm. A.In other words B.To tell the truth C.In my opinion D.On the contrary

考题 单选题I strongly believe that understanding is more important than love, especially when it comes to parenting and intimate relationships. As a psychologist for more than twenty years I can tell you that I have never had an adult looking back at her childhood and complaining that her parents were too understanding. And similarly, I have met many divorced people who still love each other but yet they never really understood each other. The painful reality is that love is just not enough. I"ll admit that there are people who I love and who I still need to better understand. I hope I"ll continue my work to understand them. The willingness to understand is very important. It is not always easy, but healthy love is strengthened by the willingness to understand. Love without understanding will wilt like flowers without water. Our egos are what seem to get in the way of understanding those who we love and care about. Often it is our need to be right that makes what others think and feel so wrong for us. I have certainly been quite guilty of this in some of my relationships. As I have written repeatedly in my books, empathy, is truly the emotional glue that holds all close relationships together. Empathy allows us to slow down and try to walk in the shoes of those we love. The deeper our empathy, the deeper—and healthier—our love. Not all relationships are meant to be. Yet all relationships that are meant to flourish in a healthy way, must stress understanding just as much, if not more, than love.In this passage, the expression "walk in the shoes of" is similar in meaning to ().A befriendB understandC loveD care about