题目内容
His face looked _____ to me，but I just couldn’t remember where we met.
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A．distant |
B．confident |
C．familiar |
D．logical |
C
【解析】这题考查形容词词义辨析：distant遥远的，confident自信的，familiar熟悉的，logical符合逻辑的，根据句意：他的脸对我来说很熟悉，但我不记得在哪里见过的。选C。
Dear Laura,
I just heard you tell an old story of gift giving and unselfish love in your program. You doubted that such unselfish love would happen in today’s world. Well, I’m here to give you 36 .
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I wanted to do something very 37 for my fifteen year old son, who has always been the perfect child. He 38 all summer to earn enough money to buy a used motorcycle. Then, he spent hours and hours on it 39 it looked almost new. I was so 40 of him that I bought him the shiniest helmet and a riding outfit.
I could 41 wait for him to open up his gift. In fact, I barely slept the night before. Upon awakening. I went to the kitchen to 42 the coffee, tea, and morning goodies. In the living room was a beautiful keyboard with a 43 : “To my wonderful mother, all my love, your son.”
I was so 44 . It had been a long standing joke in our family that I wanted a piano so that I could 45 lessons. “L earn to play the piano, and I’ll get you one” was my husband’s 46 .
I stood there shocked, crying a river, asking myself how my son could 47 this expensive gift.
Of course, the 48 awoke, and my son was thrilled（激动的）with my reaction. Many kisses were 49 , and I immediately wanted him to 50 my gift.
As he saw the helmet and outfit, the look on his face was not 51 what I was expecting. Then I 52 that he had sold the motorcycle to get me the keyboard.
Of course I was the proudest mother 53 on that day, and my feet never hit the ground for a month.
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So I wanted you to know, that kind of love still 54 and lives even in the ever changing world of me, me, me!
I thought you’d love to 55 this story.
Yours,
Hilary
P.S. The next day, my husband and I bought him a
new “used” already shiny motorcycle.
36．A．hope | B．advice | C．support | D．courage |
37．A．polite | B．similar | C．special | D．private |
38．A．played | B．studied | C．traveled | D．worked |
39．A．after | B．before | C．unless | D．until |
40．A．sure | B．fond | C．proud | D．confident |
41．A．perhaps | B．really | C．almost | D．hardly |
42．A．start | B．cook | C．set | D．serve |
43．A．note | B．notice | C．word | D．sign |
44．A．disturbed | B．confused | C．astonished | D．inspired |
45．A．give | B．take | C．draw | D．teach |
46．A．reason | B．request | C．comment | D．response |
47．A．present | B．afford | C．find | D．order |
48．A．neighbor | B．building | C．home | D．house |
49．A．exchanged | B．experienced | C．expected | D．exhibited |
50．A．tear | B．open | C．check | D．receive |
51．A．purely | B．basically | C．obviously | D．exactly |
52．A．realized | B．remembered | C．imagined | D．supposed |
53．A．only | B．still | C．ever | D．even |
54．A．works | B．exists | C．matters | D．counts |
55．A．send | B．publish | C．share | D．write |
Let me take you back a couple of years. Come with me as we relearn a lesson, one that has stuck with me, in my present memory, and 36 me yet. We walked into Elida Road Hardware, an old-fashioned hardware 37___ . No automatic door, not a computer in the building. It was one that I went to fairly often. As we entered the door, two sounds 38 us. The sleigh bells of last year made that sweet, peaceful tinkle as we opened the door. The other sound was the electronic beeper that reminded Andy of our 39 .
“Good afternoon, Ryan,” 40 the cheerful greeting. Andy was a very 41 sort of owner. He was of medium build and height, and the smile on his face welcomed us.
We walked across the old wood floor. Andy asked us what he could help us with. I told him we were 42 a spring(弹簧). He very patiently replied, “l have lots of springs. You’re going to need to be more specific.”
“Just a spring for an old-fashioned screen door.”
“That’s it. A screen door spring, right down there. ” We 43 where he was pointing, and sure enough, there they were. And knew his store, and his products. That was why I came here instead of Meijer. The service couldn’t be beaten. The price; Yes. But service and 44 ;No.
I picked up one and followed him to the 45 .
He figured up the price, doing the math in his head, “ $1.88,with tax comes to $1. 99. ”
“ Put it on my dad’s account. ”
He nodded and smiled, “ Good dad’s account. ” He smiled. “I don’t know what you boys would do 46 dad’s account! ”
He handed me the ticket and as I 47 it, I asked, “You really trust my signature?”
His reply surprised,_ 48 delighted me. “ When I can’t trust Jerry Hoover’s boys, I can trust nobody! ”
We left, and the brain immediately started to forget things, in order of importance. But what Andy said that day rang in my ears. And it rings in my ears today. That’s a tall order to live up to. It’s a high standard of 49 .My father made a fame for that name, and I get to enjoy the benefits. But on account of this, I must maintain that fame. And that’s 50 business.
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One morning in Philadelphia, the sun shone bright through all the thick jungles and the tall churches. John, 6, wearing the worn-out clothes, walked from afar, his dark small hands holding a piece of stolen bread.
John stopped for a moment at the entrance to the sacred church and then left tightlyholding the bread,
He was an orphan(弧儿), whose parents were killed in World War Illeaving him alonein the orphanage for five years, Like many children in the orphanage, he had a lot of free time. Mostly no one took care of them, so they had to learn how to steal those they wanted.
John believed the existence of God, so every Sunday morning in any case be would go to the cburch to have a look and listen to those people singing inside or reciting the Bible.He felt only at this moment he was the child of God and so close to God. But he couldn'tenter because his clothes were so dirty. John himself knew it.
John was quietly counting. This was his 45th Sunday at the entrance to the church. He stood on tiptoe for a while and walked away.
As time passed, the pastor(牧师) noticed John and learned from others that he was thesmall boy who liked stealing things in the orphanages.
On the 46th Sunday, the sun was shining and John came still holding a piece of bread with his dark small hands. When he just stood there, the pastor came out. He felt like running away, but he was carried by the pastor's friendly smile.
The pastor walked up to his side, clearly seeing John's small hands tremble.
"Are you John?"
John didn't answer, but looked at the pastor and nodded.
"Do you believe in God?" the pastor petted John on his head stained with dust.
"Yes,l do!" This time John told him loudly.
"So you believe in yourself?"
John looked at the pastor, without a word.
The pastor went on saying, "At the first sight of you, I find you're different from other kids because you have a good heart."
His face tunung red, John said timidly, "In fact, I'm a thief." With that, he loweredhis head.
The pastor didn't speak, but held John's dark small hands, slowly opened them andput them against his wrinkled face.
"Ah:" Just at the same time, John shouted and was about to take out his dark smallhands. Yet the pastor tightly held his small hands and spread them out in the sun.
"Do you see, John?"
"What?"
"You're cupping the sunshine in your hands."
John blankly looked at his hands: when did they become so beautiful?
"In God's eyes, all cluldren are the same. When they are willing to spread out their hands to greet the sun, the sun will naturally shine on them. And you have two things more than they do. First is courage and the second is kindness." With that, the pastor led him into the church. It was the first time that John went into this sacred place, and at this moment he didn't feel inferior, but the unspeakable warmth.
On that morning embracing the sunshine, John found himself again, along with the confidence, satisfaction, happiness, dreams he had never had.
Twenty years have passed. Now the boy who ever tightly held the bread with his dirt hands has been the most famous chefin Philadelphia and made many popular dishes.
Every Sunday morning, he would personally send the bread he baked to the orphanage. Those children who greeted him with cheers were used to consciously spreading their palms before they got the bread.
Because they all knew when we are willing to spread out our hands to greet thesunshine, the sun will naturally shine on us.
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| A．presenting contrasts | B．showing causes |
| C．offering analyses | D．providing explanations |
| A．He was frightened to be recognized by the pastor |
| B．He was not welcomed by those singing in the church. |
| C．He was ashamed of his dirty clothes and identity as a thief. |
| D．He was left alone in the orphanage and nobody cared for him. |
| A．excited | B．nervous | C．satisfied | D．angry |
| A．6'Are you John?" | B．"Do you see, John?" |
| C．"So you believe in yourself?" | D．"Do you believe in God?" |
| A．John became a famous chef. |
| B．John admitted his bad behavior. |
| C．John believed the existence of God. |
| D．John spread warmth to other orphans. |
A. cheers and confidence B, dreams and imagination
C. courage and lindness D. orgiveness and satisfaction