Hans was an honest fellow with a funny round good-humored face．Living alone, every day he worked in his garden．In all the countryside there was no garden so lovely as his．All sorts of flowers grew there, blooming in their proper order as the months went by, one flower taking another flower’s place, so that there were always beautiful things to see, and pleasant odors to smell．
Hans had many friends, the most devoted being the Miller．So devoted was the rich Miller to Hans that he’d never go by his garden without plucking a large bunch of flowers or a handful of sweet herbs, or filling his pockets with fruits．The Miller used to talk about noble ideas, and Hans nodded and smiled, feeling proud of having such a friend．
The neighbors thought it strange that the rich Miller never gave Hans anything in return, though he had hundreds of sacks of flour, many cows and sheep, but Hans never troubled his head about these, and nothing gave him greater pleasure than to listen to all the wonderful things about the unselfishness of true friendship．
In spring, summer, and autumn Hans was very happy, but when winter came, and he had no fruit or flowers to sell, he suffered from cold and hunger．Though extremely lonely, the Miller never came to see him then．
“You’re certainly very thoughtful,” answered his wife, “It’s quite a treat to hear you talk about friendship．”
“Couldn’t we ask Hans up here?” said their son．“I’ll give him half my meal, and show him my white rabbits．”
“How silly you are!” cried the Miller．“I really don’t know what’s the use of sending you to school．If Hans came up here, and saw our warm fire, our good supper, and our red wine, he might get envious, and envy is a most terrible thing, and would spoil anybody’s nature．I am his best friend, and I’ll always watch over him, and see that he’s not led into any temptation．Besides, if Hans came here, he might ask me for some flour．Flour is one thing, and friendship is another, and they shouldn’t be confused．The words are spelt differently, and mean quite different things．Everybody can see that．” He looked seriously at his son, who felt so ashamed that he hung his head down, and grew quite scared, and began to cry into his tea．
Spring coming, the Miller went down to see Hans．Again he talked about friendship．“Hans, friendship never forgets．I’m afraid you don’t understand the poetry of life．See, how lovely your roses are!”
Hans said he wanted to sell them in the market to buy back his things which were sold during the hard time of the winter．
“I’ll give you many good things．I think being generous is the base of friendship．” said the Miller．“And now, as I’ll give you many good things, I’m sure you’d like to give me some flowers in return．Here’s the basket, and fill it quite full．”
Poor Hans was afraid to say anything．He ran and plucked all his pretty roses, and filled the Miller’s basket, imagining the many good things promised by the Miller．
The next day he heard the Miller calling：“Hans, would you mind carrying this sack of flour for me to market?”
“I’m sorry, but I am really very busy today．”
“Well,” said the Miller, “considering that I’m going to give you my things, it’s rather unfriendly of you to refuse．Upon my word, you mustn’t mind my speaking quite plainly to you．”
Poor Hans was driven by his friendship theory to work hard for his best friend, leaving his garden dry and wasted．
One evening Hans was sitting by fire when the Miller came．
“Hans,” cried the Miller, “My little boy has fallen off a ladder and hurt himself, and I’m going for the Doctor．But he lives so far away, and it’s such a bad windy night．It has just occurred to me that you can go instead of me．You know I’m going to give you my good things, so you should do something for me in return．”
“Certainly,” cried Hans．He struggled into the stormy night, and got the doctor to ride a horse to the Miller’s house in time to save the boy．However, Hans got lost in the darkness, and wandered off into a deep pool, drowned．
At Hans’ funeral, the Miller said, “I was his best friend．I should walk at the head of the procession．” Every now and then he wiped his eyes with a handkerchief．
(1)
From the passage, we can learn that Hans ________．
[ ]
A．
was extremely wise and noble
B．
was highly valued by the Miller
C．
admired the Miller very much
D．
had a strong desire for fortune
(2)
“Flour is one thing, and friendship is another” can be understood as ________．
[ ]
A．
“Different words may mean quite different things．”
B．
“Interest is permanent while friendship is flexible．”
C．
“I’m afraid you don’t understand the poetry of life．”
D．
“I think being generous is the base of friendship．”
(3)
From the Miller’s talk at home, we can see he was ________．
[ ]
A．
serious but kind
B．
helpful and generous
C．
caring but strict
D．
selfish and cold-hearted
(4)
What’s the main cause of Hans’ tragedy?
[ ]
A．
True friendship between them．
B．
A lack of formal education．
C．
A sudden change of weather．
D．
Blind devotion to a friend．
(5)
The author described the Miller’s behavior in order to ________．
[ ]
A．
entertain the readers with an incredible joking tale
B．
show the friendship between Hans and the Miller
C．
warn the readers about the danger of a false friend
D．
persuade people to be as intelligent as the Miller
阅读理解
Hans was an honest fellow with a funny round good-humored face．Living alone, every day he worked in his garden．In all the countryside there was no garden so lovely as his．All sorts of flowers grew there, blooming in their proper order as the months went by, one flower taking another flower's place, so that there were always beautiful things to see, and pleasant odors to smell．
Hans had many friends, the most devoted being the Miller．So devoted was the rich Miller to Hans that he'd never go by his garden without plucking a large bunch of flowers or a handful of sweet herbs, or filling his pockets with fruits．The Miller used to talk about noble ideas, and Hans nodded and smiled, feeling proud of having such a friend．
The neighbors thought it strange that the rich Miller never gave Hans anything in return, though he had hundreds of sacks of flour, many cows and sheep, but Hans never troubled his head about these, and nothing gave him greater pleasure than to listen to all the wonderful things about the unselfishness of true friendship．
In spring, summer, and autumn Hans was very happy, but when winter came, and he had no fruit or flowers to sell, he suffered from cold and hunger．Though extremely lonely, the Miller never came to see him then．
“There's no good in going to see Hans while the snow lasts．” The Miller said to his wife, “When people are in trouble they shouldn't be bothered．So I'll wait till the spring comes when he's happy to give me flowers．”
“You're certainly very thoughtful,” answered his wife, “It's quite a treat to hear you talk about friendship．”
“Couldn't we ask Hans up here?” said their son．“I'll give him half my meal, and show him my white rabbits．”
“How silly you are!” cried the Miller．“I really don't know what's the use of sending you to school．If Hans came up here, and saw our warm fire, our good supper, and our red wine, he might get envious, and envy is a most terrible thing, and would spoil anybody's nature．I am his best friend, and I'll always watch over him, and see that he's not led into any temptation．Besides, if Hans came here, he might ask me for some flour．Flour is one thing, and friendship is another, and they shouldn't be confused．The words are spelt differently, and mean quite different things．Everybody can see that．” He looked seriously at his son, who felt so ashamed that he hung his head down, and grew quite scared, and began to cry into his tea．
Spring coming, the Miller went down to see Hans．Again he talked about friendship．“Hans, friendship never forgets．I'm afraid you don't understand the poetry of life．See, how lovely your roses are!”
Hans said he wanted to sell them in the market to buy back his things which were sold during the hard time of the winter．
“I'll give you many good things．I think being generous is the base of friendship．” said the Miller．“And now, as I'll give you many good things, I'm sure you'd like to give me some flowers in return．Here's the basket, and fill it quite full．”
Poor Hans was afraid to say anything．He ran and plucked all his pretty roses, and filled the Miller's basket, imagining the many good things promised by the Miller．
The next day he heard the Miller calling：“Hans, would you mind carrying this sack of flour for me to market?”
“I'm sorry, but I am really very busy today．”
“Well,” said the Miller, “considering that I'm going to give you my things, it's rather unfriendly of you to refuse．Upon my word, you mustn't mind my speaking quite plainly to you．”
Poor Hans was driven by his friendship theory to work hard for his best friend, leaving his garden dry and wasted．
One evening Hans was sitting by fire when the Miller came．
“Hans,” cried the Miller, “My little boy has fallen off a ladder and hurt himself, and I'm going for the Doctor．But he lives so far away, and it's such a bad windy night．It has just occurred to me that you can go instead of me．You know I'm going to give you my good things, so you should do something for me in return．”
“Certainly,” cried Hans．He struggled into the stormy night, and got the doctor to ride a horse to the Miller's house in time to save the boy．However, Hans got lost in the darkness, and wandered off into a deep pool, drowned．
At Hans' funeral, the Miller said, “I was his best friend．I should walk at the head of the procession．” Every now and then he wiped his eyes with a handkerchief．
(1)
Flour is one thing, and friendship is another” can be understood as ________．
[ ]
A．
“Different words may mean quite different things．”
B．
“Interest is permanent while friendship is flexible．”
C．
“I'm afraid you don't understand the poetry of life．”
D．
“I think being generous is the base of friendship．”
(2)
From the passage, we can learn that Hans ________．
[ ]
A．
was extremely wise and noble
B．
was highly valued by the Miller
C．
admired the Miller very much
D．
had a strong desire for fortune
(3)
The author described the Miller's behavior in order to ________．
[ ]
A．
warn the readers about the danger of a false friend
B．
show the friendship between Hans and the Miller
C．
entertain the readers with an incredible joking tale
D．
persuade people to be as intelligent as the Miller
(4)
What's the main cause of Hans' tragedy?
[ ]
A．
True friendship between them．
B．
A lack of formal education．
C．
A sudden change of weather．
D．
Blind devotion to a friend．
(5)
From the Miller's talk at home, we can see he was ________．
[ ]
A．
serious but kind
B．
selfish and cold-hearted
C．
caring but strict
D．
helpful and generous
阅读下列短文，从每题所给的A、B、C和D项中，选出最佳选项。
The dirty, homeless man sat on the pavement, staring at the atones．He thought back more than twenty years to when he was a boy living in a small red brick house on this very street．He recalled the flower garden, the swing his dad made, and the bike he had saved up for months to buy．
The man shrugged impatiently, for the brightness of those pictures hurt him, and his memory travelled on another ten years．He had a job by then, plenty of friends and started to come home less．He did not really want to remember those years, nor the day when, because o' debts, he had gone home planning to ask for money．He felt embarrassed, but he knew exactly where his dad kept the money．When his parents stepped out of the room, he took what he wanted and left．
That was the last time he had seen them．Ashamed, he went abroad, and his parents knew nothing about the years of wandering or time in prison．But locked in his cell he often thought of home．Once free, he would love to see his parents again, if they were still alive, and still wanted to see him．
When his prison time was up, he found-a job, but couldn't settle．Something was drawing him home．He did not want to arrive penniless, so he hitchhiked most of the long journey back．But less than a mile from his destination he started to feel sick with doubt．Could they ever accept this man who had so bitterly disappointed them?
He spent most of that day sitting under a tree．That evening he posted a letter which, although short, had taken him hours to write．It ended with：
I know it is unreasonable of me to suppose you want to see me．．．so it's up to you．I'll come early Thursday morning．If you want me home, hang a white handkerchief in the window of my old bedroom．If it's there, I'll come in; if not, I'll wave good-bye and go．
And now it was Thursday morning and he was sitting on the pavement at the end of the street．Finally he got up and walked slowly toward the old house．He drew a long breath and looked．
His parents were taking no risks．________________
The man threw his head back, gave a cry of relief and ran straight through the open front door．
(1)
Why did the man shrug impatiently(paragraph 2)while he was thinking of his childhood?
[ ]
A．
The thoughts made him angry．
B．
He felt he had wasted time．
C．
He was anxious to go home．
D．
The sweet memory caused him much pain．
(2)
Why did it take him hours to write the letter?
[ ]
A．
He doubted if his parents still lived in that house．
B．
He had much news to tell his parents．
C．
He felt ashamed to ask for forgiveness．
D．
He was longing to return home and felt excited．
(3)
In what order did the following events take place?
a．He took the money from his parents．
b．He bought a bicycle with his savings．
c．He was sentenced to prison．
d．He wrote the letter home．
e．He sat on the pavement．
f．He hitchhiked back home．
[ ]
A．
b, a, c, d, e, f
B．
b, a, c, f, d, e
C．
a, c, b, d, f, a
D．
a, d, b, c, e, f
(4)
Which of the following best fits into paragraph 8?
[ ]
A．
Every inch of the house was covered in white．Sheets, pillowcases and table clothes had been placed on every window and door, making it look like a snow house．
B．
The house before him was just as he remembered： the red bricks, the brown door and nothing else．
C．
A colourful blanket was over the front door．On it, in large letters, was written, "Welcome home, son
D．
A police car was parked in the drive way, and two officers stood at the front door．
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