题目内容
I refuse to accept the blame for something _____ was someone else’s fault．
A．who B．that C．as D．what
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阅读快车系列答案There was an American writer who often told such a story to his friends and readers:
It was an exhibition of the artists’ works organized by the Red Cross. I was invited as a special guest to take part in the exhibition. During this period, two cute girls of 16 or 17 years old came to me and asked for my signature(签名).
“I haven’t brought my pen. Is the pencil okay?” I asked. In fact I knew they wouldn’t refuse. I just wanted to show a well-known writer’s good manners to the common readers.
“Certainly,” the young girls readily agreed. I could see they were very excited. Of course, their excitement also made me more pleased with myself. One of the girls handed her notebook to me. I took out my pencil, wrote a few words of encouragement, and signed my name. The girl read my signature, frowned(皱眉), looked at me carefully and asked, “Aren’t you Robert Charboss?”
“NO,”I told her proudly, “I’m the author of Alice Adams, the winner of two Pulitzer Prizes.”
The young girl turned to another one, and said, “Mary, lend your eraser to me.”
At the moment, all my pride turned into a bubble (泡沫) immediately. Since then, I always warn(告诫)myself：Don’t think too highly of yourself even though you are so outstanding（杰出的）.
1.The writer went to the exhibition because he .
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A．would put out his new book |
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B．got a special invitation |
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C．wanted to meet his fans |
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D．wanted show off (炫耀) that he was an outstanding writer |
2.We can infer that the two girls were the fans of .
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A．the writer |
B．Alice Adams |
C．Robert Charboss |
D．the Red Cross |
3.The underlined sentence “all my pride turned into a bubble immediately” means that the writer .
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A．had realized that he was too proud of himself |
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B．felt very angry when he heard the girl’s words |
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C．was so polite to the girls and helped them a lot |
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D．was regret to sign his name for the girl |
4.This story teaches us to be a(an) person.
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A．careful |
B．outstanding |
C．modest |
D．easy-going |
By my third day in the hospital, I realized Tom didn’t visit. I couldn’t understand 36 my best friend wouldn’t come to see me. Struggling against the 37 , I phoned his __38 . His mother answered, and when I asked for Tom, she got 39 . “He’s not here right now,” she said. I thought it was 40 that she didn’t tell me where he was or 41 to have him call me. But I was so weak, I just let it 42 . I found out later that Tom’s mother called my parents right after we rang 43 . My phone call really made her 44 , and she 45 they talk to me. Later that night, my mom 46 . Did I remember drinking? Did I remember in a car？I had 47 what she was talking about, so she finally told me the news: I’d hit a tree. Tom, in the 48 seat, was thrown from the car and killed instantly. The only reason I’d lived was because of my 49 .
My first 50 was of shock. I’d been drink-driving? Hit a tree? Killed Tom? I felt like the 51 person in the world. Even after I was able to 52 several weeks later, I didn’t want to eat, I didn’t want to talk. I just 53 at the wall in my 54 and cried. The only person I wanted to see was Tom. I didn’t feel like 55 with any of my old friends.
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