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I’ll never forget my first daughter, who died too early from a bad accident. During those years, life was 36 . One Christmas I found my 3-year-old daughter 37 with a roll of golden wrapping paper. I had bought the paper to finish a rather important project. So I became 38 and scolded her loudly, “You are not good. And you are 39 your father’s money. You don’t know how hard your parents are working.” She was 40 and cried bitterly, running away.

41 , she brought a gift, a golden 42 made of golden wrapping paper to me the next morning and said, “This is for you, Daddy.” I was 43 of my earlier hurting words, but my anger rose again when I found out the box was 44 . I shouted at her, “Don’t you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside?” She 45 at me with tears in her eyes and cried, “Oh, Daddy, it’s not empty at all. I blew 46 into the box. They’re all for you, Daddy.”

I was completely 47 . I put my arms around her and begged for her 48 . A year later, a serious 49 took the life of my daughter. I was so sad that I 50 in bed for three days and three nights, saying nothing with tears rolling down my cheek. From then on, I hated cars and kept the golden box by my bed for many years. Whenever I was 51 , I would take out an imaginary kiss and 52 the love of my daughter who had put it there.

In a very real 53 , each one of us, as humans beings, has been given a golden container 54 with unconditional love and kisses ... from our children, family members, friends, and God. There are 55 no other possessions that anyone could hold more precious than this.

A. nice B. hard C. instructive D. dull

A. tearing B. littering C. cutting D. busy

A. disappointed B. curious C. angry D. anxious

A. using B. spending C. sparing D. wasting

A. confused B. frightened C. amazed D. calm

A. Therefore B. However C. Thus D. Though

A. box B. tie C. car D. pen

A. scared B. happy C. ashamed D. satisfied

A. full B. broken C. cheap D. empty

A. looked around B. looked away C. looked up D. looked down

A. kisses B. love C. hearts D. prays

A. glad B. touched C. upset D. confident

A. thanks B. gifts C. forgiveness D. explanation

A. event B. illness C. operation D. accident

A. lay B. stood C. knelt D. sat

A. lost B. hungry C. discouraged D. sick

A. realize B. remember C. recognize D. respond

A. way B. state C. direction D. sense

A. decorated B. filled C. covered D. linked

A. only B. naturally C. simply D. actually

【小题1】B

【小题1】D

【小题1】C

【小题1】D

【小题1】B

【小题1】A

【小题1】C

【小题1】D

【小题1】C

【小题1】A

【小题1】B

【小题1】C

【小题1】D

【小题1】A

【小题1】C

【小题1】B

【小题1】D

【小题1】B

【小题1】C

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This childhood intention is described in her novel, A Sound of Chariots, which although written in the third person is clearly autobiographical (自传体的)and gives a picture both of Mollie’s ambition and her struggle towards its achievement. Thoughts of her childhood inevitably(不可避免的)brought thoughts of the time when her home was still a village with buttercup meadows and strawberry fields-sadly now covered with modern houses. “I was once taken back to see it and I felt that somebody had lain dirty hands all over my childhood. I’ll never go back,”she said.“Never.”“When I set one of my books in Scotland,”she said,“I can recall my romantic feelings as a child playing in those fields, or watching the village blacksmith at work. And that’s important, because children now know so much so early that romance can’t exist for them, as it did for us.”

What does Mollie Hunter feel about the nature of a good book?

A. It should not aim at a narrow audience.

B. It should be attractive to young readers.

C. It should be based on original ideas.

D. It should not include too much conversation.

In Mollie Hunter’s opinion, which of the following is one sign of poor writer?

A. Being poor in life experience

B. Being short of writing skill.

C. The weakness of description

D. The absence of a story.

What do we learn about Mollie Hunter as a young child？

A. She didn’t expect to become a writer.

B. She didn’t enjoy writing stories.

C. She didn’t have any particular ambition.

D. She didn’t respect her teacher’s view.

In comparison with children of earlier years, Mollie feels that children now are _____.

A. more intelligent

B. better informed

C. less eager to learn

D. less interested in reality

What’s the writer’s purpose in this text?

A. To share her enjoyment of Mollie Hunter’s book.

B. To introduce Mollie Hunter’s work to a wider audience.

C. To provide information for Mollie Hunter’s existing readers.

D. To describe Mollie Hunter’s most successful books.

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【小题12】 questions B. problems C. mistakes D. faults
【小题13】.

【小题17】. A meaningless B. useless C. helpless D. worthless
【小题18】.

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She 15  replied, “I’m here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids…”
“No seriously,” I asked. I was 16   what may have motivated her to be taking on this 17  at her age.
“I always dreamed of having a   18   and now I’m getting one!” she told me.
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There are only four 22  to staying young, being happy and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You’ve got to have a dream. When you lose your 23 ,you die.
Anybody can grow older. That doesn’t take any talent or 24  . The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in 25 . Have no regrets.”

It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit (追寻) of the dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.
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“Jack, did you hear me?”
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“I loved that old house he lived in,” Jack said.
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“He’s the one who taught me carpentry. I wouldn’t be in this business if it weren’t for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things that he thought were important. Mom, I’ll be there for the funeral.” Jack said.
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“What’s wrong, Jack?” his Mom asked.
“The box is gone,” he said.
“What box?” Mom asked.
“There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he’d ever tell me was ‘the thing I value most’,” Jack said.
It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it.
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“Mr. Harold Belser” it read.
Jack tore （撕）open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope（信封）. Jack’s hands shook as he read the note inside,
“Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bernett. It’s the thing I valued most in my life.” A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, and tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch. Running his fingers slowly over the fine cover, he opened it.
Inside he found these words carved: “Jack. Thanks for your time! Harold Belser.”
“Oh. My God! This is the thing he valued most …”
Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his assistant and cleared his appointments for the next two days. “Why?” his assistant asked.
“I need some time to spend with my son,” he said.
【小题1】Why did Belser send Jack his gold watch?

A．Because he had no children or relatives.

B．Because he was grateful for Jack’s time with him.

C．Because he thought he had to keep his word.

D．Because Jack had always wanted it during his childhood.

【小题2】Why did Jack say he needed some time to spend with his son?

A．He was very tired of his work and wanted to have a good rest.

B．He had promised to spare more time to stay with his son.

C．He had missed his son and his family for days.

D．He came to realize the importance of the time with his family.

【小题3】Why did Jack think Mr. Belser died years ago?

A．College and career prevented him from remembering Mr. Belser.

B．Jack was too busy with his business and family to think about Mr. Belser.

C．Jack was too busy realizing his dreams to think about Mr. Belser.

D．His present busy life washed away his children memories.

【小题4】Jack’s mother told him on the phone about Mr. Belser EXCEPT that _________.

A．Mr. Belser often asked how Jack was doing

B．Mr. Belser’s funeral would take place on Wednesday

C．Mr. Belser had asked for Jack’s mailing address

D．Mr. Belser had pleasant memories of their time together

【小题5】Which of the following is the most suitable title for this passage?

A．The Good Old Times

B．The Lost Childhood Days

C．An Old Gold Watch

D．What He Valued Most

It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, carrier, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of the dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.

Over the phone, his mother told him, “Mr. Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday.” Memories fleshed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.

“Jack, did you hear me?”

“Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. it’s been so long since I thought of him. I’m sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago,” Jack said.

“Well, he didn’t forget you. Every time I saw him he’d ask how you were doing. He’d reminisce (回忆) about the many days you spent over ‘his side of the fence’ as he put it, ” Mom told him.

“I loved that old house he lived in,” Jack said.

“You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man’s influence in your life,” she said.

“He’s the one who taught me carpentry. I wouldn’t be in this business if it weren’t for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important. Mom, I’ll be there for the funeral.” Jack said.

Busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser’s funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.

The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time, which was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture … Jack stopped suddenly.

“What’s wrong, Jack?” his Mom asked.

“The box is gone,” he said.

“What box?” Mom asked.

“There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he’d ever tell me was ‘the thing I value most’,” Jack said.

It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it.

“Now I’ll never know what was so valuable to him,” Jack said sadly.

Returning to his office the next day, he found a package on his desk. The return address caught his attention.

“Mr. Harold Belser” it read.

Jack tore open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack’s hands shook as he read the note inside,

“Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bernett. It’s the thing I valued most in my life.” A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, and tears filling his eyes. Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch. Running his fingers slowly over the fine cover, he opened it.

Inside he found these words carved: “Jack. Thanks for your time! Harold Belser.”

“Oh. My God! This is the thing he valued most …”

Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his assistant and cleared his appointments for the next two days. “Why?” his assistant asked.

“I need some time to spend with my son,” he said.

1.Why did Jack think Mr. Belser died years ago?

A．College and career prevented him from remembering Mr. Belser.

B．Jack was too busy with his business and family to think about Mr. Belser.

C．Jack was too busy realizing his dreams to think about Mr. Belser.

D．His present busy life washed away his children memories.

2. Jack’s mother told him on the phone about Mr. Belser EXCEPT that _________.

A．Mr. Belser often asked how Jack was doing

B．Mr. Belser’s funeral would take place on Wednesday

C．Mr. Belser had asked for Jack’s mailing address

D．Mr. Belser had pleasant memories of their time together

3.Why did Belser send Jack his gold watch?

A．Because he was grateful for Jack’s time with him.

B．Because he had no children or relatives.

C．Because he thought he had to keep his word.

D．Because Jack had always wanted it during his childhood.

4.Why did Jack say he needed some time to spend with his son?

A．He was very tired of his work and wanted to have a good rest.

B．He had promised to spare more time to stay with his son.

C．He had missed his son and his family for days.

D．He came to realize the importance of the time with his family.

5.Which of the following is the most suitable title for this passage?

A．The Good Old Times	B．What He Valued Most
C．An Old Gold Watch	D．The Lost Childhood Days

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