Several times my daughter had telephoned to say, “Mother, you must come to see the daffodils (黄水仙) before they are over,” I wanted to go, but it was a two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead. “I will come next Tuesday,” I promised, a little reluctantly, on her third call.

Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, I had promised, and so I drove there. When I finally walked into Carolyn's house and hugged and greeted my grandchildren. I said. “Forget the daffodils, Carolyn! The road is invisible in the clouds and fog, and there is nothing in the world except you and these children that I want to see!”

My daughter smiled calmly and said. “We drive in this all the time, mother. You will never forgive yourself if you miss this experience.”

After about twenty minutes, we turned onto a small gravel road and I saw a small church. On the far side of the church, I saw a hand-lettered sign that read: “Daffodil Garden.”

We got out of the car and each took a child's hand. And I followed Carolyn down the path. Then, as we turned a corner of the path. and I looked up and gasped.Before me lay the most glorious sight. There were five acres of flowers. “But who has done this?” I asked Carolyn. “It's just one woman,” Carolyn answered. “That's her home.” Carolyn pointed to a well-kept A-frame house that looked small and modest in the midst of all that glory. We walked up to the house. On the patio(露台), we saw a poster. “Answers to the Questions I Know You Are Asking” was the headline.

The first answer was a simple one. “50,000 bulbs(球茎),” it read. The second answer was, “One at a time, by one woman.” The third answer was, “Began in 1958.”

I thought of this woman whom I had never met, who, more than forty years before, had begun—one bulb at a time—to bring the beauty and joy to the mountain top.

6. The author didn't go to see the daffodils at first because ________.

A. she was not interested in them

B. they were growing on a mountain top

C. the weather was not good enough

D. it was a long drive to her daughter's house

7. Which of the following BEST describes the author's feeling seeing the daffodils?

A. Amazed.   B. Disappointed.    C. Confused.        D. Moved.

8. What do we know about the woman living in the A-frame house?

A. She must be out of mind.

B. She acted as a gardener here.

C. It took her great determination to grow the daffodils.

D. She was poor and made her living by selling daffodils.

9. What would be the BEST title of the passage?

A. A Wonderful Daffodil Garden        

B. A Remarkable Woman

C. One Bulb at a Time                

D. I Love Daffodils

10. What could the author probably learn from this experience?

A. Nothing is too difficult if you put your heart into it.

B. We must put the interests of others above our own.

C. We can change the world through our own efforts.

D. It's never too late to learn.

College is a big deal for American students as well as for Chinese students. During the college __41__, some parents become extremely worried. This may only __42__ the pressure.
Before I applied to the college, I told my parents I would get everything __43__ out. If I needed any help, I promised that I would ask them.
As it __44_ out, I had no problem putting everything together on my __45__, including my resume(履历) and a basic outline of my activities in high school. The __46__ part where I asked for my parents' advice was the essays. In writing and revising the essays, I needed feedback(反馈) from an audience. As my parents know me better than __47__ else, they were __48__for the job.
The essays are extremely important in college admissions. In a competitive pool of applicants, the test scores and activities, as well as the recommendations are all going to be very __49__. The essays are the one area in which students can make themselves stand __50__. Essays don't have to be big and complicated. I wrote three essays, all __51__ on small matters and using simple sentences. The admission officers have to read hundreds of essays a day; they are already __52__ of SAT vocabularies and long sentences. __53__, a straightforward writing style is refreshing to their eyes as well as their minds. Essays were the key to my success in the admission game. I just wrote about what I wanted to say, not what I thought the admission officers __54__ to hear.
In my main narrative-style __55__, I told the story of my American journey at the age of 14. During that time, I was not bogged down(陷入) by trying to fit into a new __56__; instead, I looked up to Mother Teresa for guidance and strength. I found my new __57__ and grew to love the name Teresa and the memories it held.
In my two minor essays, I __58__ the major events of my life, why I loved writing and why my dad is the person who has the greatest influence on me. Both provided details of my character. The essay about writing, which is titled, “I Shall Not Live in Vain” (__59__ by an Emily Dickinson poem), earned a lot of praise.
It is __60__ I really looked into my heart and thought deeply in order to reach my answers.

【小题1】
A.application   B.admission C.competition D.preparation
【小题2】
A.come aboutB.bring aboutC.lead toD.add to
【小题3】
A.straightB.directC.correctD.wrong
【小题4】
A.putB.turnedC.foundD.went
【小题5】
A.ownB.timetableC.scheduleD.way
【小题6】
A.nextB.firstC.onlyD.exact
【小题7】
A.someoneB.no oneC.everyoneD.anyone
【小题8】
A.wrongB.perfectC.unwillingD.ready
【小题9】
A.similarB.difficultC.familiarD.challenging
【小题10】
A.upB.byC.forD.out
【小题11】
A.writingB.turningC.focusingD.working
【小题12】
A.fondB.tiredC.proudD.afraid
【小题13】
A.HoweverB.YetC.ThereforeD.Instead
【小题14】
A.had betterB.feel likeC.would ratherD.would like
【小题15】
A.passageB.adviceC.essayD.answer
【小题16】
A.environmentB.familyC.partyD.atmosphere
【小题17】
A.nameB.selfC.senseD.plan
【小题18】
A.conductedB.explainedC.rememberedD.experienced
【小题19】
A.readB.inspiredC.toldD.written
【小题20】
A.asB.sinceC.forD.because

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.
【小题2】Which of the following is true about the 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.
【小题3】The word “the commodities’ in the 4th paragraph means _____.
A.the writer’s works
B.the goods in the shop
C.Mr. Hopkins’ photographs
D.Some presents left by other customers
【小题4】Which of the following is the best title of this passage?
A.Christmas Shopping
B.Hopkins and His Son
C.The Strange Little Shop
D.The Strange Experience

阅读下面的短文,然后从每小题所给的四个选项中选出一个最佳选项,并将答题卡上的相应选项涂黑。

My daughter’s 7th birthday was April 22. As it was Monday, we preferred to celebrate it ___11___, i.e. on Saturday, April 20. This was easier for me as I’m ___12___ on Saturdays. On Friday the entire family was busy packing the ___13___ and putting funny pins on them. I promised my little princess that I would wake her up early in the morning and give out the presents to her ___14___.

I woke up at 07:30. After I took a bath, I planned to wake her up. But as I came out from the ___15___, I realized that an earthquake struck. I ___16___ to wake my husband up and asked him to carry our daughter and ran out of our house. We were ___17___ our house moving from side to side from outside. It lasted for just 3 minutes, but tiles(瓦片) came down, and some narrow gaps appeared on the ___18___.

Nevertheless, as we had planned, I went to my daughter’s school at 9:00, but no one was there except the teacher who ___19___ us to get back to our house as ___20___ might come soon. I was shocked, and drove my car home. On the way home I heard a police cry out loud, “Stay ___21___, no tsunami, it’s only issue!”

Arriving at my house, I was wondering about the presents: to whom we should ___22___? After some discussion, we decided to give them to the children in ___23___. Entering the hospital, I was shocked to find thousands of people bleeding and lying outside the rooms. A boy came up with a ___24___ on his head. He stared at me with his questioning eyes as if he wanted to say, “Could I have one?” ___25___ I handed over one present to him. I can’t ever forget his shining eyes when he received the gift!

1.A.earlier      B.later    C.better D.quicker

2.A.busy        B.free       C.sick     D.slow

3.A.presents  B.bricks C.bags    D.medicine

4.A.teachers  B.patients      C.classmates       D.doctors

5.A.house       B.bedroom     C.hospital       D.bathroom

6.A.decided   B.promised   C.screamed    D.stared

7.A.watching  B.leaving         C.entering      D.striking

8.A.ceiling      B.car          C.window      D.wall

9.A.drove       B.warned        C.taught D.preferred

10.A.earthquake    B.tsunami       C.police D.students

11.A.busy       B.awake C.alarmed       D.calm

12.A.move     B.deliver         C.drive   D.pack

13.A.hospital B.school          C.car      D.office

14.A.present B.tile      C.bandage      D.question

15.A.Unwillingly  B.Quickly         C.Easily  D.Sadly

 

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.

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.

2.Which of the following is true about the 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.

3.The word “the commodities’ in the 4th paragraph means _____.

A. the writer’s works

B. the goods in the shop  

C. Mr. Hopkins’ photographs

D. Some presents left by other customers

4.Which of the following is the best title of this passage?

A. Christmas Shopping

B. Hopkins and His Son

C. The Strange Little Shop  

D. The Strange Experience

 

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