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My day began on a decidedly sour note when I saw my six-year-old wrestling with a limb of my azalea bush. By the time I got outside, he'd broken it. "Can I take this to school today?" he asked. With a wave of my hand, I sent him off. I turned my back so he wouldn't see the tears gathering in my eyes. I loved that azalea bush. I touched the broken limb as if to say silently, "I'm sorry."

I wished I could have said that to my husband earlier, but I'd been angry. The washing machine had leaked on my brand-new linoleum. If he'd just taken the time to fix it the night before when I asked him instead of playing checkers with Jonathan. What are his priorities anyway? I wondered. I was still mopping up the mess when Jonathan walked into the kitchen. "What's for breakfast, Mom?"

I opened the empty refrigerator. "Not cereal," I said, watching the sides of his mouth drop. "How about toast and jelly?" I smeared the toast with jelly and set it in front of him. Why was I so angry? I tossed my husband's dishes into the sudsy water.

It was days like this that made me want to quit. I just wanted to drive up to the mountains, hide in a cave, and never come out.

Somehow I managed to lug the wet clothes to the Laundromat. I spent most of the day washing and drying clothes and thinking how love had disappeared from my life. Staring at the graffiti on the walls, I felt as wrung-out as the clothes left in the washers.

As I finished hanging up the last of my husband's shirts, I looked at the clock. 2:30. I was late. Jonathan's class let out at 2:15. I dumped the clothes in the back seat and hurriedly drove to the school.

I was out of breath by the time I knocked on the teacher's door and peered through the glass. With one finger, she motioned for me to wait. She said something to Jonathan and handed him and two other children crayons and a sheet of paper.

What now? I thought, as she rustled through the door and took me aside. "I want to talk to you about Jonathan," she said. .

I prepared myself for the worst. Nothing would have surprised me.

"Did you know Jonathan brought flowers to school today?" she asked.

I nodded, thinking about my favorite bush and trying to hide the hurt in my eyes. I glanced at my son busily coloring a picture. His wavy hair was too long and flopped just beneath his brow. He brushed it away with the back of his hand. His eyes burst with blue as he admired his handiwork.

"Let me tell you about yesterday," the teacher insisted. "See that little girl?"

I watched the bright-eyed child laugh and point to a colorful picture taped to the wall. I nodded.

"Well, yesterday she was almost hysterical. Her mother and father are going through a nasty divorce. She told me she didn't want to live, she wished she could die. I watched that little girl bury her face in her hands and say loud enough for the class to hear, 'Nobody loves me.' I did all I could to console her, but it only seemed to make matters worse."

"I thought you wanted to talk to me about Jonathan," I said.

"I do," she said, touching the sleeve of my blouse. "Today your son walked straight over to that child. I watched him hand her some pretty pink flowers and whisper, 'I love you.'"

I felt my heart swell with pride for what my son had done. I smiled at the teacher. "Thank you," I said, reaching for Jonathan's hand, "you've made my day."

Later that evening, I began pulling weeds from around my lopsided azalea bush. As my mind wandered back to the love Jonathan showed the little girl, a biblical verse came to me: "...these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love." While my son had put love into practice, I had only felt anger.

I heard the familiar squeak of my husband's brakes as he pulled into the drive. I snapped a small limb bristling with hot pink azaleas off the bush. I felt the seed of love that God planted in my family beginning to bloom once again in me. My husband's eyes widened in surprise as I handed him the flowers. "I love you," I said.

1.From the first four paragraphs, we know that_____

A. the writer's husband was a very considerate man

B. the writer was fond of life in a cave

C. the present life let the writer feel nothing but sad

D. things didn't go as the writer expected.

2.What's the proper order of the events according to the passage?

①Mother arrived at school and knew the truth.

②The son presented the flower to the girl.

③Mother felt sad to see the flower branch broken.

④The girl was desperate and wanted to die.

⑤The son broke a flower branch and took it to school.

A. ③①②④⑤ B. ④⑤③②①

C. ⑤④③②① D. ④③⑤①②

3.What was the writer’s most probable state of mind when the teacher wanted to have a talk with her?

A. enthusiastic B. amazed

C. optimistic D. calm

4.What is the closest meaning of the underlined word “hysterical”?

A. angry B. shocked

C. mad D. light-hearted

5.Why did Jonathan pick up a limb of the writer's azalea bush?

A. He had a preference for azalea.

B. He wanted to show off before his classmates.

C. He intended to comfort the girl.

D. He lost his heart to the girl.

6.The best title of the story may be________ .

A. The Greatest of These B. A limb of my azalea bush

C. You’ve made my day D. My best day

 

1.D

2.B

3.D

4.C

5.C

6.A

【解析】

试题分析:文章介绍作者因为每天的日常琐事和缺乏爱,对生活失去信心,甚至想躲到山上去,但是儿子的一个做法,让作者受到感染和激发,决心让爱重新出现在她的家。

1.D 细节理解题。根据前四段可知每天的日常琐事让作者很生气,故选D项。

2.B 排序题。根据文中提到先是一个小女孩因为爹妈要离婚而要发疯,儿子折了花带去学校,妈妈因为儿子折花感到很生气,儿子把花给了那个小女孩,我到达学校知道这个事实,故选B项。

3.D 细节理解题。根据第九段提到I prepared myself for the worst. Nothing would have surprised me我知道肯定不会有好事。从来都是这样可知作者的态度很平静,故选D项。

4.C 猜测词意。根据下方提到Her mother and father are going through a nasty divorce. She told me she didn't want to live, she wished she could die她的父母要离婚,她告诉老师,不想活,故可知选C项。

5.C 细节理解题。根据倒数第四段提到Today your son walked straight over to that child. I watched him hand her some pretty pink flowers and whisper, 'I love you.'"今天你儿子直到小女孩身边,把花给了她,并告诉她,我爱你,可见是用花来安慰小女孩的,故选C项。

6.6】A 主旨标题。文章介绍作者因为每天的日常琐事和缺乏爱,对生活失去信心,甚至想躲到山上去,但是儿子的一个做法,让作者受到感染和激发,决心让爱重新出现在她的家,故选A项。

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Pasha set her apple down on the side table and slid beside me on the piano bench.

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“No, not really.”

Pasha looked at me, rather puzzled, then opened my sheet music to the beginning page and asked me to play. I arranged my fingers on the keys and studied the notes on the page for a moment. Then I frowned and concentrated to make the notes on the page match the finger movements. I have to admit I was a rather mechanical pianist.

After about a page or two, Pasha gently put her hand on top of mine as if to calm my fingers. There was a long pause. “What are you hearing in the music?” I looked at her rather strangely and admitted I didn’t know what she meant.

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Her fingers rose and fell gently on the keys.“Now the princess appears and she’s picking flowers from the water’s edge.”A carefree, happy piece of music filled the air in time to Pasha’s dancing fingers. “Oh, but she slips!”The music changed. “And our princess is being carried off by the fast-flowing stream. Quickly, the princess’s horse sees her plight (困境),” Pasha continued, and races to the river’s edge where he swims out to let her catch hold of him. They make it to the bank and she hugs her faithful horse and swears she will never again wear princess skirts that weigh her down. She will only wear jeans and T-shirt from now on.” Pasha finished with a big smile and then looked at me.

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