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I heard a story about two workers who were interviewed by a reporter. The reporter asked the first worker, “What are you doing?” His 1 was to 2 that he was almost a slave, an underpaid bricklayer who spent his days 3 his time, placing bricks on the 4 of one another.

The reporter asked the second worker the 5 question. His response, 6 , was quite different. “I’m the 7 person in the world,” he said. “I get to be a part of important and beautiful pieces of 8 ; I help 9 simple pieces of brick into fine and delicate masterpieces.”

They were both 10 The truth is, we see in life what we want to see. If you search for 11 , you’ll find 12 of it. If you want to find 13 with other people, your career, or the world in general, you’ll certainly be able to do so and find life is unfair to you always.

But the 14 is also true. If you look for the extraordinary in the 15 , you can train yourself to see it. The second bricklayer sees a magnificent church 16 pieces of brick. The question is, can you? Can you see extraordinary things that exist in our world, the extraordinary beauty of nature and the incredible miracle of human life? To me, it’s all a(n) 17 of intention. There is so much to be 18 for, so much to respect. Life is precious and extraordinary. 19 your attention on this fact and little, ordinary things will 20 on a whole new meaning.

1．A．reaction B．thought C．response D．opinion

2．A．blame B．complain C．praise D．doubt

3．A．taking B．enjoying C．wondering D．wasting

4．A．point B．top C．cover D．height

5．A．similar B．familiar C．same D．popular

6．A．therefore B．however C．otherwise D．moreover

7．A．funniest B．luckiest C．best D．wisest

8．A．art B．education C．architecture D．society

9．A．tear B．break C．make D．turn

10．A．wrong B．right C．exact D．actual

11．A． beauty B．ugliness C．kindness D．evil

12．A．lot B．few C．plenty D．bit

13．A．fault B．favor C．hatred D．difference

14．A．objection B．opposite C．contrary D．contrast

15．A．ordinary B．common C．usual D．regular

16．A．under B．on C．over D．within

17．A．affair B．matter C．event D．incident

18．A．respectful B．careful C．regretful D．grateful

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19．A．Lay B．Devote C．Stick D．Carry

20．A．look B．hold C．take D．keep

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Last Sunday I saw a worst storm in years． It came sudden and went on for over three hours． After lunch, I went into my room to have a rest． The air was hotter, and all is quiet． Then a strong wind started to blow into my room． Pieces of paper on my desk flew high into the air and some flew out the open window． As I ran out to catch them, big drop of rain began to fall． When I came back into house, it was raining harder and harder． I tried very hard to close the window． Then I heard a loudly crashing sound from the back of the house． When I ran out of my room to find out what had happened: a big tree had fallen down and broke the top of the backroom．

Linda Evans was my best friend—like the sister I never had. We did everything together: piano lessons, movies, swimming, horseback riding.

When I was 13, my family moved away. Linda and I kept in touch through letters, and we saw each other on special time—like my wedding (婚礼) and Linda’s. Soon we were busy with children and moving to new homes, and we wrote less often. One day a card that I sent came back, stamped “Address (地址) Unknown. ” I had no idea how to find Linda.

Over the years, I missed Linda very much. I wanted to share (分享) happiness of my children and then grandchildren. And I needed to share my sadness when my brother and then mother died. There was an empty place in my heart that only a friend like Linda could fill.

One day I was reading a newspaper when I noticed a photo of a young woman who looked very much like Linda and whose last name was Wagman — Linda’s married name. “There must be thousands of Wagmans,” I thought, but I still wrote to her.

She called as soon as she got my letter. “Mrs Tobin!” she said excitedly, “Linda Evans Wagman is my mother. ”

Minutes later I heard a voice that I knew very much, even after 40 years, laughed and cried and caught up on each other’s lives. Now the empty place in my heart is filled. And there’s one thing that Linda and I know for sure: We won’t lose each other again!

1.The writer went to piano lessons with Linda Evans _______.

A．at the age of 13 B．before she got married

C．after they moved to new homes D．before the writer’s family moved away

2.They didn’t often write to each other because they _______.

A．got married B．had little time to do so

C．didn’t like writing letters D．could see each other on special time

3.There was an empty place in the writer’s heart because she _______.

A．was in trouble

B．didn’t know Linda’s address

C．received the card that she sent

D．didn’t have a friend like Linda to share her happiness or sadness

4.They haven’t kept in touch _______.

A．for about 40 years B．for about 27 years

C．since they got married D．since the writer’s family moved away

A few years ago, I had the opportunity to play the character of Ronald McDonald for the McDonald's Corporation.

One day each month，we visited hospitals bringing a little happiness to the children there. But there were two rules placed on me during a visit. First, I could not go anywhere in the hospital without permission. And second, I could not physically touch anyone within the hospital. They did not want me to carry germs(细菌)from one patient to another. Breaking either of these rules, I was told, I could lose my job. One day, as I was heading down a hallway and on my way home, I heard a little voice coming through a halfopened door，“Ronald，Ronald.”

I stepped in and saw a boy，about five years old, lying in his dad's arms, Mom with a nurse on the other side. I knew by the feeling in the room that the situation was grave. I asked his name. He told me it was Billy and that I did a few simple magic tricks for him. As I stepped back to say goodbye, he asked me “Ronald, would you hold me？”

At such a simple request, my heart was screaming, “Yes！”But my mind was screaming louder. “No！You are going to lose your job！”

“Hold me” was such a simple request, and yet I searched for any reasonable excuses that allowed me to leave, but none. It took me a moment to realize that in this situation, losing my job may not be the disaster I feared. Then, I picked up this little boy. He was so weak and so scared. We laughed and cried for 45 minutes. With tears in my eyes, I left them. Less than 48 hours later, I received a phone call from Billy's mom that Billy had passed away. She and her husband simply wanted to thank me for making a difference in their little boy's life.

Billy's mom told me shortly after I left the room. Billy looked at her and said, “Momma, I don't care any more if I see Santa this year because I was held by Ronald McDonald.”

For the record, McDonald's Corporation did find it out, but, given the situation，permitted me to go on with my job. I continued as Ronald for another year before leaving the corporation to share the story of Billy and how important it is to take risks.

1. The underlined word “grave” in Paragraph 3 means “________”.

A. weak B. serious C. interesting D. exciting

2.When Billy asked the author to hold him, at first the author ________.

A. was unwilling to do so B. was glad to do so

C. hesitated to do so D. hurried to do so

3.What lesson did the author draw from his experience?

A. To amuse others is enjoyable. B. To take risks is important.

C. To break rules is necessary. D. To be fired is not fearful.

4. We learn from the story that ________.

A.the author left the corporation because he broke the rules

B.the author left the corporation because he didn't like the rules

C.the boy was quite happy with the experience with the author

D.the boy was quite happy with Santa at Christmas

One cold night, I was growing sick of my life in San Francisco．There I was walking home around one o’clock in the morning after a 31 practice at the theatre. With the opening night only a week away, I was still learning my lines by heart. I was having 32 handling my part-time job at the bank in the daytime and my acting at night at the same time. As I walked, I thought seriously about 33 both acting and San Francisco. I had 34 too much of city life.

As I walked down the 35 streets under the tall buildings, I felt very small and cold, so I began 36 both to keep warm and to keep away from any possible robbers. Very few people were still out 37 a few homeless people under blankets.

About a block from my 38 , I heard a sound behind me. I 39 quickly, half expecting to see someone with a knife or a gun. The street was empty. All I saw was a shining streetlight. Still, the noise had made me 40 so I started to run faster. Not until I reached my apartment building and unlocked the door did I 41 what the noise had been. It had been my wallet 42 to the sidewalk.

Suddenly I wasn’t cold or tired anymore. I ran out of the door and back to where I’d heard the noise. Although I searched the sidewalk 43 for 15 minutes, my wallet was 44 to be found.

Just as I was about to quit the 45 , I heard the garbage truck stop to the sidewalk next to 46 . When a voice came from the inside, “Alisa Camacho?” I thought I was dreaming. How could this man know my name? The door opened and out jumped a small blonde(金发碧眼的) man with an 47 look in his eyes. “Is this 48 you’re looking for?” He asked, holding up something like a wallet.

It was already 3 a.m. by the time I got into bed. I couldn’t get much sleep, but I had got my wallet back. I also had got back some 49 of city life. I realized the city couldn’t be a bad place 50 people were willing to help each other.

A．comfortable

B．serious

C．tiresome

D．fortunate

A．comfort

B．desire

C．pain

D．trouble

A．setting up

B．giving up

C．holding up

D．picking up

A．expected

B．changed

C．controlled

D．possessed

A．deserted

B．crowded

C．blank

D．narrow

A．running

B．jumping

C．moving

D．marching

A．towards

B．except

C．including

D．between

A．bank

B．theatre

C．apartment

D．office

A．stood

B．walked

C．turned

D．left

10.

A．satisfied

B．confused

C．frightened

D．annoyed

11.

A．turn out

B．figure out

C．give out

D．pull out

12.

A．belonging

B．adding

C．sticking

D．falling

13.

A．gratefully

B．anxiously

C．skillfully

D．delightedly

14.

A．nowhere

B．anywhere

C．everywhere

D．somewhere

15.

A．instruction

B．training

C．search

D．acting

16.

A．it

B．him

C．someone

D．me

17.

A．amused

B．unpleasant

C．uneasy

D．embarrassed

18.

A．what

B．who

C．whichever

D．whomever

19.

A．production

B．judgment

C．friendship

D．appreciation

20.

A．as soon as

B．as long as

C．as far as

D．as well as

One cold night, I was growing sick of my life in San Francisco．There I was walking home around one o clock m the morning after a 36 practice at the theatre With he opening night only a week away, I was still learning my lines by heart. I was having 37 handling my part-time job at the bank in the daytime and my acting at night at the same time. As I walked, I thought seriously about 38 both acting and San Francisco. I had 39 too much of city life.

As I walked down the 40 streets under the tall buildings, I felt very small and cold, so I began 41 both to keep warm and to keep away from any possible robbers. Very few people were still out 42 a few homeless people under blankets.

About a block from my 43 , I heard a sound behind me. I 44 quickly, half expecting to see someone with a knife or a gun. The street was empty. All I saw was a shining streetlight. Still, the noise had made me 45 so I started to run faster. Not until I reached my apartment building and unlocked the door did I 46 what the noise had been. It had been my wallet 47 to the sidewalk.

Suddenly I wasn’t cold or tired anymore. I ran out of the door and back to where I’d heard the noise. Although I searched the sidewalk 48 for 15 minutes, my wallet was 49 to be found.

Just as I was about to quit the 50 , I heard the garbage truck stop to the sidewalk next to 51 .when a voice came from the inside, “Alisa Camcho?” I thought I was dreaming. How could this man know my name? The door opened and out jumped a small blonde man with an 52 look in his eyes. “Is this 53 you’re looking for?” He asked, holding up something like a wallet.

It was already 3 a.m. by the time I got into bed. I couldn’t get much sleep, but I had got my wallet back. I also had got back some 54 of city life. I realized the city couldn’t be a bad place 55 people were willing to help each other.