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The end of my sophomore year was approaching£®Mom called me at the dorm one evening during the last week of May£®My summer break would be spent with grandma and grandpa, helping out around their farm£®The arrangement made good sense to all the family£®I wasn¡¯t fully convinced of that myself but guessed it was just one summer£®Next year would be my little brother¡¯s turn£®
I arrived late that afternoon£®Grandma had fixed more food than the three of us could possibly eat£®She loved me entirely too much£®The next morning, Grandpa fixed breakfast for the two of us£® He told me Grandma had tired herself out yesterday and was going to rest in bed a little longer£®I made a mental note to myself to not ask her to do things for me while I was there£®I was there to help, not be a burden£®
Weeks passed£®I gradually settled into a routine of daily work with Grandpa£®In the evenings I usually read or talked with Grandma£®She never grew tired of hearing about college or anything I was involved in£®She told me stories about her childhood, family and the early years after she and Grandpa had married£®
The last Saturday in June, Grandpa suggested going fishing£®We hadn¡¯t expected what we saw when we got to the pond that morning: One of the swans was dead£®Grandpa had given the pair of swans to Grandma on their 50th anniversary£®¡°Why don¡¯t we see about buying another one,¡± I suggested, hoping the situation could somehow be righted£®Grandpa thought for a few moments before answering£®
He finally said, ¡°no£®£®£®it¡¯s not that easy, Bruce£®You see, swans mate for life£®¡± He raised his finger to point, holding the fishing pole in his other hand£®¡°There¡¯s nothing we can do for the one that¡¯s left£®He has to work it out for himself£®¡±
A few days later, we drove by the pond while doing our morning check on the cows£®We found the other swan lying near the same spot we had found the first one£®It, too, was dead£®
The month of July started with me and Grandpa putting up a new stretch of fence£®Then July 12 came£®That was the day Grandma passed away£®Grandma had died suddenly that morning of a stroke£®By the afternoon, my parents were there£®The old house was soon crowded with relatives and Grandpa¡¯s friends£®
The funeral was held the next day£®Grandpa had insisted on having it as soon as possible£®On the second day after the funeral, Grandpa announced at the breakfast table, ¡°This is a working farm£® We have a lot of things to do£®The rest of you should get back to your own lives£®¡± Most of the family had already left, but this was Grandpa¡¯s way of telling the rest it was time for them to go home£®My parents were the last to leave after lunch£®
Grandpa was not a man who could outwardly express his grief around others, and we all worried about him£®The rest of the summer flowed by£®We stayed busy working£®I thought there was something different about Grandpa but couldn¡¯t quite put my finger on it£®
September was nearing, and part of me did not want to leave£®I thought of skipping the fall semester and staying around a few more months£®When I mentioned it, grandpa quickly told me that my place was back at college£®
The day finally came for me to pack my car and leave. I shock his hand and chanced a hug. As Idrove down the driveway, I saw him in the rearview mirror£®He waved to me and then walked to the pasture gate to start the morning livestock check£®
Mom called me at school on a stormy October day to tell me Grandpa had died£®A neighbor had stopped by that morning for coffee and found him in the kitchen£®He died of a stroke, the same as Grandma£®At that moment, I understood what he¡¯d clumsily tried to explain to me about the swan on that morning we fished together by the pond£®
55£®We can learn from Paragraph 1 that £®
A£®Bruce regarded working on the farm as a rare chance
B£®Bruce longed to enjoy himself freely on the farm
C£®the brothers took turns to attend their grandparents
D£®Bruce was not happy with his parents¡¯ arrangement
56£®What did the writer think at the sight of the first dead swan?
A£®Another swan should be bought in place of the dead one£®
B£®The other was bound to die since swans mate for life£®
C£®Grandma would be in deep sorrow over its death£®
D£®The living can do nothing for the dead£®
57£®Grandpa quickly dismissed the family after the funeral because £®
A£®he wanted to carry on with his farm work
B£®he tended to deal with grief in life by himself
C£®he didn¡¯t want his normal life disturbed
D£®he took for granted the matter of life and death
58£®By ¡°I couldn¡¯t put my fingers on it¡±, the writer means that £®
A£®I could do nothing to help him out of grief
B£®I was so busy that I couldn¡¯t give a hand to Grandpa
C£®I couldn¡¯t tell exactly what was different about my Grandpa
D£®I stayed busy working and couldn¡¯t keep Grandpa¡¯s company
59£®Which of the following best describes Grandpa¡¯s character?
A£®Outgoing, clumsy and considerate£® B£®Loyal, considerate and independent£®
C£®Talkative, clumsy and independent£® D£®Romantic, outgoing and loyal£®
60£®Which of the following can be the best title for the passage?
A£®Mate For Life B£®Unforgettable Summer Break
C£®Death of Swans D£®Everlasting Love Story
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I moved to a new neighborhood two months ago. In the house with a large 31 across the road lived a taxi driver, a single parent with two school-aged children. At the end of the day, he would 32 his taxi on the road. I 33 why he did not park it in the garage.
Then one day I learnt that he had another car in his garage. In the afternoon he would come home 34 work, leave his taxi and go out for his 35 affairs in his other car, not in his taxi. I felt it was a 36 .
I was curious to see his personal car but did not make it until I 37 to be outside one evening two weeks 38 , when the garage door was 39 and he drove out in his ¡°own¡± car: a Rolls-Royce£¨ÀÍ˹À³Ë¹£©! It shook me completely 40 I realized what that meant. You see, he was a taxi driver. But 41 inside, he saw himself as something else: a Rolls-Royce owner and a£¨n£© 42 . He drove others in his taxi but himself and his children in his Rolls-Royce. The world looked at his taxi and 43 him a taxi driver. But for him, a taxi was just something he drove for a living. Rolls-Royce was something he drove for a (n£© 44 .
We go to bed every night and 45 every morning as parents or children, not as bankers, CEOs or professors. We go for a 46 as close friends or go for a vacation as a 47 . We love life as it is. Yet often, we base our entire happiness and success on how much bigger and better a 48 we have. And we ignore our Rolls-Royce, by 49 it dusty in our garage. We should focus more on 50 we are than what we do!
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Growing up in the U.S.A., I always wanted to experience another culture. The 1 came when I was 15. After several months of 2 , I was ready to spend the second term of my first year of high school as an exchange student in Australia.
Landing in Perth was one of the most exciting moments of my life. I 3 then that there was no turning back. The family I would live with was waiting for me, and it would be only five days 4 the new school year started.
The Catholic school I 5 was different from my public school back in the States. The uniform code was very strict. We were only 6 to wear one bracelet, which had to be a watch and one necklace, which had to have a Holy Cross. I was quite intimidated(º¦ÅµÄ) at first, 7 never having been to a new school¡ªeven in the United States. Everything went 8 , though. The teachers were welcoming and the students were friendly.
The most unforgettable time of my term abroad was with forty-one other international exchange students traveling around Australia during our term break. Our 9 were as extensive as our nationalities: we traveled to Sydney, Canberra, Mildura, Coober Pedy, Uluru, Kings Canyon, Alice Springs, Mount Isa, Airlie Beach, and the Cold Coast.
The few weeks we enjoyed together were crowded with 10 . We took a day-cruise on Darling Harbor and visited the Sydney Opera House. We slept in an ¡°underground town¡±. We walked around the famous Ayers Rock and went sailing on the Pacific Ocean.
At the end of our 11 in Australia, we had three weeks of traveling time to share our stories and help each other deal with leaving. It was 12 that our last day together was filled with tears. We packed our camp, exchanged e-mail addresses, and gathered together for a final good-bye.
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A car drew up outside the Swan Hotel and a young man got out£®Pausing only for a moment to see that he had come to the right place£¬he went into the hotel and rang the bell on the counter of the bar£®
Mrs£®Crump£¬the landlady£¬who was busy in the kitchen at the time£¬hurried out£¬wiping her hands£®The young man raised his hat£®
¡°Excuse me£¬¡±he said£®¡°I¡¯m looking for my uncle£¬Mr£®White£®I believe he is staying here£®¡±
¡°He was staying here£®¡±Mrs£®Crump corrected him£®¡°But I¡¯m afraid that he went back to London yesterday£®¡±
¡°Oh£¬dear£¬¡±said the young man£¬looking disappointed£®¡°I understood that he was going to stay here until the end of the month£®At least that is what his servant told me when I rang up his house£®¡±
¡°Quite right£¬¡±said Mrs£¬Cramp£®¡°He planned to stay here the whole of July£¬as he always does£® But yesterday he got a telegram to say that his relative was ill£®So he caught the train back to London immediately£®¡±
¡°I wish he had let me know, ¡±The young man said£®¡°I wrote him a letter saying that I was coming£®I¡¯ve had all this trouble for nothing£®Well£¬since he isn¡¯t here£¬there¡¯s no point in waiting£®¡±
He thanked Mrs£®Grump and went out£®Mrs£®Grump went to the window and watched him drive off£®When his car was out of sight£¬she called out£º¡°You can come out now, Mr£®White. He¡¯s gone£®¡±
Mr£®White came out of the kitchen£¬where he had been waiting£®
¡°Many thanks£¬Mrs£®Grump£¬¡±he said£¬laughing£¬¡°you did that very well£®These nephews of mine never gave me any peace£®That young man is the worst of them all£®As you see£¬when he needs money, he even follows me into the country£®Well£¬perhaps next time he won¡¯t warn me by writing a letter!¡±
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A£®who was very much loved by his nephews |
B£®whose nephew went to visit him at the hotel |
C£®who was not willing to meet his nephew |
D£®whose nephew is always asking him for help |
A£®took the train back to London |
B£®left to visit a sick relative |
C£®went to pick up a telegram |
D£®hid himself in the kitchen |
A£®they always follow him around |
B£®they frequently disturb their relatives |
C£®they won¡¯t write to him often |
D£®they usually visit him in hotels |