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-Where ________ our football? I can't find it anywhere.
-I ________ it under your desk. But now it's gone.
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A.did you put, have put
B.were you putting, have put
C.had you put, was putting
D.have you put, put
we found it was so cold that our water bottles froze (结冰).However, the lakes 20 like glass in the setting sun and loooked wonderful.
Wang Wei rode in front of me as usual. She was in high spirt and I knew I didn’t need to 21 her.To climb the mountains was hard work but as we 22 us, we were surprised by the view. We seemed to be able to see for miles, and we were so high that we found ourselves cycling through clouds. After a while, we began going 23 the mountains. It was great fun especially as it slowly became much 24 .At the foot of the mountains, colourful butterflies flew around us and we saw many sheep eating green grass. Then we had to 25
Our caps, gloves and trousers for T-shirts and shorts.
In the early evening we stopped to 26 .We put up our tent and then we ate. Afte supper Wang Wei went to sleep but I stayed 27 .At midnight the sky became clearer and the stars grew brighter.As I 29 below the stars I thought about how far we had already travelled.
We will reach Dali in Yunan Province soon, where our cousins will join us. We 30 hardly wait to see them!
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Although it was autumn, the snow was already beginning to fall in Tibet (西藏).Our legs were so heavy and cold that 16 felt like big pieces of ice.Have you 17 seen snowmen ride bicylces? That’s what we looked like! Along the way children who were 18 long wool coats stopped to look at us. In the late 19
we found it was so cold that our water bottles froze (结冰).However, the lakes 20 like glass in the setting sun and loooked wonderful.
Wang Wei rode in front of me as usual. She was in high spirt and I knew I didn’t need to 21 her.To climb the mountains was hard work but as we 22 us, we were surprised by the view. We seemed to be able to see for miles, and we were so high that we found ourselves cycling through clouds. After a while, we began going 23 the mountains. It was great fun especially as it slowly became much 24 .At the foot of the mountains, colourful butterflies flew around us and we saw many sheep eating green grass. Then we had to 25
Our caps, gloves and trousers for T-shirts and shorts.
In the early evening we stopped to 26 .We put up our tent and then we ate. Afte supper Wang Wei went to sleep but I stayed 27 .At midnight the sky became clearer and the stars grew brighter.As I 29 below the stars I thought about how far we had already travelled.
We will reach Dali in Yunan Province soon, where our cousins will join us. We 30 hardly wait to see them!
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Born into a farmer’s family, life was not easy when I was a kid. We were so poor that we often did not know where our next meal was coming from. I had to sell cabbages at the marketplace to support my family.
A storyteller once came to the marketplace, and I went to listen to him. My mother was unhappy with me for forgetting my job. But that night, while she was making clothes for us under the weak light of an oil lamp, I couldn't help retelling stories I'd heard that day. She listened impatiently at first, since in her eyes professional(职业的) storytellers were smooth-talking men—nothing good ever came out of their mouths. But slowly she was attracted by my retold stories, and from that day on, she never gave me any task on market days, unspoken agreement to enjoy new stories. As a repayment(回报)for Mother's kindness and a way to show off my memory, I'd retell the stories for her in lively detail. Soon, she wasn't the only member of my audience, which later included my elder sisters, my aunts, even my stubborn grandmother.
I knew she was worried about me. Talkative kids are not well thought of in our village, for they can bring trouble to themselves and to their families when they talk too much. Mother often reminded me not to talk so much, wanting me to be a silent and modest teenager. However, my natural desire(渴望)to talk never went away, and that is what makes my name – Mo Yan, which means ‘no speaking’. This strong wish to talk also improved my ability to express myself, which is important for writers who are also considered as storytellers.
【小题1】Mo Yan lived a/an ________ life when he was young.
| A.hard | B.colourful | C.easy | D.rich |
| A.little Mo Yan was interested in selling vegetables |
| B.his mother was attracted by the retold story at first |
| C.his mother didn’t let him listen to the new stories again |
| D.little Mo Yan had quite a good memory |
| A.Because she thought they never said anything good. |
| B.Because she thought they couldn’t make much money. |
| C.Because she thought they would affect Mo Yan’s schoolwork. |
| D.Because she thought most people didn’t like listening to stories. |
| A.silent | B.modest | C.talkative | D.trouble-making |
| A.My Unlucky Childhood | B.A Storyteller’s Childhood |
| C.My Kind Grandmother | D.More talking leads to success |