“BANG!” the door caused a reverberation (回声).It was just standing there, with father standing on one side , and I on the other side.

       We were both in great anger” Never set foot in this house again!” stormed father.With tears welling up in my eyes, I rushed out of the flat and ran along the street.

       The street lights were shining, causing rather sad-feeling.I wandered aimlessly.

       A young father who held a child in his arms walked past me.I felt as if I saw my childhood from another space: happy and carefree.

       But now...I don’t know whether it is because I have grown up or because dad is getting old.We differ in our ways of thinking.He always put his opinions and codes of behavior on me.Whenever I do something wrong, he never admits it.We are just like two people coming from two different worlds.It feels like there is an iron door between us that can never be opened.

       I wandered the streets, without a destination in mind.My heart was frozen on this hot summer night.As I walked on there were fewer and fewer people on the streets, until I had only the street lights to keep me company.When I finally reached the high-rise apartment block in which I lived ,I saw that the light was still on.

       I thought to myself: “Is father waiting for me, or is he still angry with me?”

       In fact, it was nothing.Perhaps, dad was throwing away some of his old stamps.Perhaps he thought they were useless.I never had the courage to tell him that I liked collecting stamps.I can’t stand his outrageous(蛮横的)words: “I can’t throw you away, let alone these old papers ?”

       All the lights were off except father’s.

       Dad was always like this.Maybe he didn’t know how to express himself.After shouting at me, he never showed any mercy or any moments of regret.After an argument he has the habit of creeping up in my sleep and then tucking me underneath the covers.

       This was how he always was.He has been a leader for so long that telling everyone else what to do has become his second nature.

       The light was still on.“Am I wrong?” I whispered ,maybe...With the key in hand, I was as nervous as I had ever been.At last, I decided to open the door.As soon as I opened the door tears ran down my cheeks.I suddenly realized that the iron door that I had imagined between us did not exist at all.Love—it second to none.

Decide which is the best order of the following according to what happened in the passage.

       a.I opened the door and entered the house.

       b.Sadly I ran out into the street.

       c.I reached the place where I lived and saw my house still brightly lit.

       d.I thought of my father’s kindness towards me.

       e.I walked about in the street without any aim.

       A .b,e,d,c,a    B.b,e,c,d,a    C.b,e,a,c,d   D.b,e,c,a,d

What made the writer think of his childhood ?

       A.The sight of the street lights.

       B.The sight of the empty street.

       C.The sight of a father with a child in his arms.

       D.The sight of light in his own house.

Why do you think the father often shouts at his son ?

       A.perhaps the father is getting older and older.

B.perhaps the son has already grown up.

       C.perhaps they never agree with each other.

D.perhaps the father has got used to doing that.

What conclusion can you come to after reading the passage ?

       A.The father treats his son in an unfair way.

B.The father is actually kind to his son.

       C .The father is neither kind nor cruel to his son.

D.The father is always finding fault with his son.

 “BANG!” the door caused a reverberation (回声).It was just standing there, with Father standing on one side, and I on the other side.

We were both in great anger.“Never set foot in this house again!” stormed Father.With tears welling up in my eyes, I rushed out of the flat and ran along the street.

The street lights were shining rather desolately(凄凉的).I wandered aimlessly.

A young father who held a child in his arms walked past me.I felt as if I saw my childhood from another space: happy and harmonious.

But now… I don’t know whether it is because I have grown up or because dad is getting old.We differ in our ways of thinking.He always imposes his opinions and codes of behavior on me.Whenever I do something wrong, he never admits it.We are just like two people coming from two different worlds.It feels like there is an iron door between us that can never be opened.

I wandered the streets, without a destination in mind.My heart was frozen on this hot summer night.As I walked on there were fewer and fewer people on the streets, until I had only the street lights to keep me company.When I finally reached the high-rise apartment block in which I lived, I saw that the light was still on.

In fact, it was nothing.Perhaps, dad was throwing away some of his old stamps.Perhaps he thought they were useless.I never had the courage to tell him that I liked collecting stamps.I can’t stand his outrageous(蛮横的) words: “ I can throw you away, let alone these old papers.”

All the lights were off except father’s.

Dad was always like this.Maybe he didn’t know how to express himself.After shouting at me, he never showed any mercy or any moments of regret.After an argument he has the habit of creeping up in my sleep and then tucking me underneath the covers.

This was how he always was.He has been a leader for so long that telling everyone else what to do has become his second nature.

The light was still on.“Am I wrong?” I whispered, maybe… With the key in hand, I was as nervous as I had ever been.At last, I decided to open the door.As soon as I opened the door, tears ran down my cheeks.I suddenly realized that the iron door that I had imagined between us did not exist at all.Love – is second to none.

1.Decide which is the best order of the following according to what happened in the passage.

a.I opened the door and entered the house.

b.Sadly I ran out into the street.

c.I reached the place where I lived and saw my house still brightly lit.

d.I thought of my father’s kindness towards me.

e.I walked about in the street without any aim.

A.b, e, d, c, a                 B.b, e, c, d, a                 C.b, e, a, c, d                 D.b, e, c, a, d

2.What made the writer think of his childhood?

A.The sight of the desolate street lights.

B.The sight of the empty street.

C.The sight of a father with a child in his arms.

D.The sight of light in his own house.

3.Why do you think the father often shouts at his son?

A.Perhaps the father is getting older and older.

B.Perhaps the son has already grown up.

C.Perhaps they never agree with each other.

D.Perhaps the father has got used to doing that.

4.What conclusion can you draw after reading the passage?

A.The father is actually kind to his son.

B.The father treats his son in an unfair way.

C.The father is neither kind nor cruel to his son.

D.The father is always finding fault with his son.

 

 “BANG!” the door caused a reverberation (回声).It was just standing there, with Father standing on one side, and I on the other side.

We were both in great anger.“Never set foot in this house again!” stormed Father.With tears welling up in my eyes, I rushed out of the flat and ran along the street.

The street lights were shining rather desolately(凄凉的).I wandered aimlessly.

A young father who held a child in his arms walked past me.I felt as if I saw my childhood from another space: happy and harmonious.

But now… I don’t know whether it is because I have grown up or because dad is getting old.We differ in our ways of thinking.He always imposes his opinions and codes of behavior on me.Whenever I do something wrong, he never admits it.We are just like two people coming from two different worlds.It feels like there is an iron door between us that can never be opened.

I wandered the streets, without a destination in mind.My heart was frozen on this hot summer night.As I walked on there were fewer and fewer people on the streets, until I had only the street lights to keep me company.When I finally reached the high-rise apartment block in which I lived, I saw that the light was still on.

In fact, it was nothing.Perhaps, dad was throwing away some of his old stamps.Perhaps he thought they were useless.I never had the courage to tell him that I liked collecting stamps.I can’t stand his outrageous(蛮横的) words: “ I can throw you away, let alone these old papers.”

All the lights were off except father’s.

Dad was always like this.Maybe he didn’t know how to express himself.After shouting at me, he never showed any mercy or any moments of regret.After an argument he has the habit of creeping up in my sleep and then tucking me underneath the covers.

This was how he always was.He has been a leader for so long that telling everyone else what to do has become his second nature.

The light was still on.“Am I wrong?” I whispered, maybe… With the key in hand, I was as nervous as I had ever been.At last, I decided to open the door.As soon as I opened the door, tears ran down my cheeks.I suddenly realized that the iron door that I had imagined between us did not exist at all.Love – is second to none.

1.Decide which is the best order of the following according to what happened in the passage.

a.I opened the door and entered the house.

b.Sadly I ran out into the street.

c.I reached the place where I lived and saw my house still brightly lit.

d.I thought of my father’s kindness towards me.

e.I walked about in the street without any aim.

A.b, e, d, c, a                 B.b, e, c, d, a                 C.b, e, a, c, d                 D.b, e, c, a, d

2.What made the writer think of his childhood?

A.The sight of the desolate street lights.

B.The sight of the empty street.

C.The sight of a father with a child in his arms.

D.The sight of light in his own house.

3.Why do you think the father often shouts at his son?

A.Perhaps the father is getting older and older.

B.Perhaps the son has already grown up.

C.Perhaps they never agree with each other.

D.Perhaps the father has got used to doing that.

4.What conclusion can you draw after reading the passage?

A.The father is actually kind to his son.

B.The father treats his son in an unfair way.

C.The father is neither kind nor cruel to his son.

D.The father is always finding fault with his son.

 

We are all called upon to make a speech at some point in life, but most of us don’t do a very good job.     1.     .

So, you have to give a speech—and you are terrified. You get nervous, you forget what you want to say, you stumble(结结巴巴) over words, you talk too long, and you bore your audience. Later you think, “Thank Goodness, it’s over. I’m just not good at public speaking. I hope I never have to do that again.”

Cheep up!     2.     . Here are some simple steps to take the pain out of speech making. Ask yourself the purpose of your speech. What is the occasion? Why are you speaking? Then, gather as many facts as you can on your subject. Spend plenty of your time doing your research. Then spend plenty of your time organizing your material so that your speech is clear and easy to follow. Use as many examples as possible, and use pictures, charts, and graphs if they help you make your points more clearly.     3.      . Don’t talk down to them. Treat your audience with respect. They will appreciate your thoughtfulness.

Just remember: Be prepared. Know your subject, your audience, and the occasion. Be brief.   4.    . And be yourself. Let your personality come through so that you make person-to-person contact with your audience.

If you follow these simple steps, you will see that you don’t have to be afraid of public speaking. In fact, you may find the experience so enjoyable that you volunteer to make more speeches! You’re not convinced yet?       5.     .

A. It doesn’t have to be that bad.

B. Take several deep breaths before your speech.

C. This article gives some advice on how to give a good speech.

D. Say what you have to say and then stop.

E. Don’t give a try to say what you aren’t familiar with.

F. Never forget your audience.

G. Give it a try and see what happens.

 

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