题目内容
Please do me a favor —________ my friend Mr. Smith to Youth Theater at 7:30 tonight.
A.to invite B.inviting C.invite D.invited
C
Please do me a favor---_____Mr. Wang of the date and place of our party.
A.to inform | B.informing | C.informed | D.inform |
The whole morning we just checked our own things. We were looking for items to give away. We thought of blankets, food and clothing. Our aim was not to find things we no longer wanted, but things we use every day and would be useful to others.
We made up boxes with the things and added some small toys. Inside the boxes a simple letter was placed, reading:
“Please take these items and know that your life is important. Times are difficult but they will pass. We share what we have, believing it will matter. Use the blanket to stay warm. Be safe and know that the human spirit can overcome anything. Don’t hold your head down. Someday please do the same when you can. How you do it and when, your heart will tell you.
This kind act was not because the phone rang or for any reason. It was simply because it was the right time to do. We have often seen homeless people at the park where we left the belongings. The city would say that it isn’t a problem but I see the lives walking to and from it.
I noticed that my wife had put her favorite green coat into one of the boxes. I asked if she was sure about it and she simply replied that it had a hood (风帽). She liked the coat but knew the hood could shelter (遮挡)someone from the rain.
We don’t know where these gifts of compassion(同情)will go. We never go back and see what happens. It’s unimportant. The right things will find the right people and that is all that counts. On the way my wife started to cry. When I asked why, she said because some things felt so right.
【小题1】What can we learn from the first paragraph about the couple?
A.They had deep feelings of their work |
B.They often threw the useless daily items away |
C.They liked helping others by sharing their things |
D.They often gave away the daily items they didn’t use |
A.help the poor go through the difficulties |
B.let the poor know who gave away the things |
C.tell the poor how to use the items correctly |
D.tell the poor to pass on the spirit to others |
A.they thought it was the right thing to do |
B.they had a good habit of saving things |
C.they often received telephone calls for help |
D.they hated being troubled by homeless people |
A.Boxes filled with compassion |
B.Good behavior leading to happiness |
C.The most important thing in our life |
D.Happiness coming from sharing things |
The old shopkeeper led me through to the back of the shop. The room was filled with boxes and photographs of people dressed in old-fashioned clothes, holding packages in their hands.
“Who are these people?” I asked.
“Satisfied customers,” answered young Mr. Hopkins. “We have a very wide choice of items for sale. Whenever I serve a new customer, I always take their picture.” Mr. Hopkins pointed to an ancient camera standing next to one wall. “Now, how can I serve you?” he added.
By this time, I had started to trust Mr. Hopkins and had begun to appreciate the lovely items on sale. I needed to buy Christmas presents for my family and friends, and this seemed to be the perfect place to purchase them. I spent a very pleasant hour being shown the commodities in Mr. Hopkins’shop. No matter what I asked for, Mr. Hopkins found it for me. Finally, I bought an antique jewelry box, a pair of riding boots, a leather-bound edition of the Complete Works of Mark Twain, and a sewing machine.
I was very excited that I had found such a good little shop. I promised Mr. Hopkins that I would come back soon. “I will tell all my friends about your lovely place,” I told the shopkeeper.
“Please do not do that, sir”, said Mr. Hopkins. “This is a special place for special people. You must keep this shop a secret.” Then he took my photograph, and handed me the picture straight away.
“That was quick!” I exclaimed. I looked at the photograph. In the picture I looked proud and excited holding the presents I had bought in Mr. Hopkins’ dusty shop.
On Christmas Day, my friends and relatives were delighted with the presents I had bought for them. For weeks, my brother begged me to show him where to find this wonderful little shop. I finally agreed to take him to London to show him.
When we arrived in London, we walked along Oxford Street, past the department store and found...nothing. The little shop was no longer there. In its place was an empty space being used as a car park. I checked the area again. There was the music shop, and there was the department store. In between should have been Hopkins and Son, but it wasn’t there.
As I was staring at the place where the shop should have been, an old policeman came along. “Are you looking for something sir?” he asked.
I turned and said “I am looking for a little shop called Hopkins and Son. I thought it was here.”
“Oh yes,” said the policeman. “There was a shop here once called Hopkins and Son. It sold all sorts of things, but it was knocked down over 30 years ago.”
I looked again at the place where the shop had been. Then I reached into my pocket and took out the photograph that Mr. Hopkins had taken of me holding my presents in the little shop.
“How strange” I exclaimed.
【小题1】How did the writer like the shop?
A.He found it a modern big shop. |
B.He thought it a wonderful shop for all Christmas presents. |
C.He thought it a good shop with an ancient camera. |
D.He found it a dusty, old but friendly and lovely little shop. |
A.It was knocked down a few weeks ago. |
B.It was a well-known little shop in London. |
C.It was a special shop selling special presents. |
D.It was between a music shop and a department store. |
A.the writer’s works |
B.the goods in the shop |
C.Mr. Hopkins’ photographs |
D.Some presents left by other customers |
A.Christmas Shopping |
B.Hopkins and His Son |
C.The Strange Little Shop |
D.The Strange Experience |