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Hongbao, a red envelope with small amounts of money in, is a gift that is guaranteed to be warmly received, not only because of the cash, but also because of its 1.(tradition) symbolism and best wishes for the future. This is true throughout China, 2.(especial) in the south where people regard receiving hongbao 3. a lucky beginning of the New Year. Legend in the south has “that a devil(魔鬼)used to appear 4. (harm) children and the elderly. Loud noise would frighten the devil away, as the color red did. Firecrackers took care of the noise and during the Spring Festival couplets(对联) also helped keep him away. 5. firecrackers couldn't go off all day, so children and the elderly also got hongbao, red envelopes 6.(contain) money.

The tradition 7.(survive) thousands of years and giving hongbao to children and the elderly remains popular among Chinese people all over the world. It has also made its way into workplaces where 8.(boss) often give employees hongbao and most recently, companies have adopted online marketing strategies(营销策划)9. hongbao is distributed, hoping 10.(they) companies and staff members have a good start.

Giving hongbao at the beginning of the Lunar New Year indicates best wishes for the future.

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I sit outside of my daughter’s nursery school classroom, patiently waiting for her. When the door opens, my daughter runs out with a broad smile. She 1 the excitement of school.

"How was your 2 ?" I ask casually, while 3 wanting to hear every single detail. "It was so good, Mommy!" my daughter replies. That’s it. That’s all I 4 .

On the car ride home, I ask her a lot of questions. She answers me with a few words, but never goes into much __5__. Usually she tells me that she wants to 6 something else.

It has only been a few weeks, but I still find it so 7 that my daughter has a whole morning in school without me. I 8 ask the teachers for details and I am often provided with the same 9 answers that my daughter gives.

Now, three mornings a week, I close her classroom door behind me and she has her own 10 . I am given some 11 of her days like apples glued onto paper trees and paint dirt under her fingernails.

I know she 12 this privacy and the time to 13 a new environment and meet different kids. 14 , I can’t help but want to know about the details of her days. The ride home is the 15 time that she will provide me with some 16 about her morning.

When we pull into the driveway, I change the 17 to something else. I am sure that my constant questions annoy her, so I try to 18 them to the car ride after school.

I am 19 that my daughter doesn’t quite know our driving route yet; she can’t tell that I sometimes take the long way home, 20 we have those few extra minutes together.

1.A. learns B. adds C. misses D. enjoys

2.A. morning B. afternoon C. evening D. night

3.A. tiredly B. carelessly C. secretly D. suddenly

4.A. get B. need C. plan D. understand

5.A. study B. detail C. advice D. work

6.A. wait for B. prepare for C. worry about D. talk about

7.A. strange B. simple C. common D. practical

8.A. always B. just C. even D. never

9.A. satisfying B. funny C. short D. confusing

10.A. direction B. imagination C. influence D. experience

11.A. kindness B. excuses C. evidence D. challenges

12.A. promises B. achieves C. deserves D. ignores

13.A. remember B. explore C. choose D. consider

14.A. Then B. Again C. Also D. Still

15.A. only B. other C. second D. last

16.A. permission B. information C. devotion D. intention

17.A. interest B. rule C. conversation D. routine

18. A. take B. guide C. show D. limit

19.A. proud B. disappointed C. anxious D. grateful

20.A. although B. because C. so D. or

Arriving in Sydney on his own from India, my husband, Rashid, stayed in a hotel for a short time while looking for a house for me and our children.

During the first week of his stay, he went out one day to do some shopping. He came back in the late afternoon to discover that his suitcase was gone. He was extremely worried as the suitcase had all his important papers, including his passport.

He reported the case to the police and then sat there,lost and lonely in strange city, thinking of the terrible troubles of getting all the paperwork organized again from a distant country while trying to settle down in a new one.

Late in the evening, the phone rang. It was a stranger. He was trying to pronounce my husband’s name and was asking him a lot of questions. Then he said they had found a pile of papers in their trash can(垃圾桶)that had been left out on the footpath.

My husband rushed to their home to find a kind family holding all his papers and documents. Their young daughter had gone to the trash can and found a pile of unfamiliar papers. Her parents had carefully sorted them out, although they had found mainly foreign addresses on most of the documents. At last they had seen a half-written letter in the pile in which my husband had given his new telephone number to a friend.

That family not only restored the important documents to us that day but also restored our faith and trust in people. We still remember their kindness and often send a warm wish their way.

1.What did Rashid plan to do after his arrival in Sydney?

A. Go shopping B. Find a house

C. Join his family D. Take his family

2.The girl’s parents got Rashid’s phone number from_______.

A. a friend of his family B. a Sydney policeman

C. a letter in his papers D. a stranger in Sydney

3.What does the underlined word “restored” in the last paragraph mean?[

A. Showed B. Sent out

C. Delivered D. Gave back

4.Which of the following can be the best title for the text?

A. From India to Australia. B. Living in a New Country.

C. Turning Trash to Treasure. D. In Search of New Friends.

In the early 1980s, one of our neighbors asked my mom if she would make a few gift baskets for her to give as gifts for the holidays. My mom agreed and news of the unique gift baskets my mom was making spread like wildfire throughout the neighborhood. My mom was busy throughout the holiday season, so she asked a friend to help her. When the orders continued after the holiday season for baby gifts, birthday gifts and more, it occurred to them that maybe this job could be turned into a business and they did it.

My mom went into her business because she had creative ideas. She got orders and filled order. But there was no goal and no real plan. In 1991, my mom’s partner got into financial trouble and there was not enough money to support either mom or her partner.

So if you are led by your creativity or enthusiasm, make sure you ask yourself what you purpose to do your business is. If you don’t set goals, how will you know which direction to go in? Do you want to create jobs and growth in the economy? Are you looking for a hobby? You can’t keep scores if you don’t know what game you are playing.

After my mom’s partner quit, she had to abandon her business to support herself. She swore she would run a business again and do it differently the next time. However, there wasn’t a “next time” for her. She passed away just after her 51st birthday. She never had someone tell her how important having a goal was, she never had a chance to be everything she could be.

There are no right or wrong goals, only the ones that matter to you. Set them so that you can make progress and achieve success, whatever they may mean to you.

1.What did the writer’s mom do after failing in her business?

A. She found a different partner.

B. She celebrated her 51st birthday.

C. She planned to have a second try with different methods.

D. She decided never to run a business again.

2.What can we infer from the passage?

A. The writer began her business with a set goal.

B. The writer mother was a woman without creativity.

C. The writer’s mother died because of her failure in business.

D. The writer believes having goals in mind ensured one’s success.

3.How does the writer present his point of view mainly?

A. By providing examples. B. By explaining causes.

C. By making comparisons. D. By listing figures.

Maybe no one forgets their first bike and there is no exception to a woman like me. Mine was a Schwinn coaster bike, second-hand, painted red and yellow by its previous owner. I remember riding too fast down the big hill on Springfield Avenue. I knew at once that the world was mine to explore.

A couple of years later, when I was 11, my grandmother visited from England, bringing me a bike. It was a dark green one, with three gears (齿轮) and hand brakes. As the owner of the first English bike my friends had ever seen, I was almost famous.

Unlike my coaster bike, it was light—riding it felt like flying. I rode past big stone houses with their huge yards and trees. I rode past brick row houses. I rode alone and with groups of friends.

That beloved bike went with me to college, carrying me to the library and to classes. Beyond transport, it was often a prop (道具): Pushing it along as I walked the college paths made me feel less self-conscious. Somehow, conversation flowed more easily on either side of a bike.

After college, I lived abroad for a while. Returning from London, I discovered to my horror that my parents had sold my bike.

For years after that, I didn't have a bike that was really mine. Teaching in a New England prep school (学校), I simply rode whatever bikes its graduates had left behind. I rode around the little town on bikes with gears and brakes that often failed. I did not take any of those bikes with me when I moved south to the coastal town where I now live. But after a while I missed riding.

Finally, on a fall day, I bought a bike. Called a comfort bike, it has wider tires than my old bike and seven gears. But it is green—a brighter green bike.

Still, I was a bit worried; I was a lot older. I brought the bike home and put on my helmet—I'd never worn a helmet before. Then I got on the bike. After a difficult start, I felt exactly as I was on that long-ago day on Springfield Avenue: free. Soon I was riding along, watching the waves break. It seemed that everyone I passed smiled. And I knew they all remembered their first bike and how it had set them free. I wanted to call back to them, "It still can!"

1.According to the article, the author's beloved bike ________.

A. was a red and yellow coaster bike

B. made her the envy of all her friends

C. was her birthday gift from her grandmother

D. made her shy and awkward at times at college

2.When she was teaching at a prep school, the author ________.

A. didn't like her once-beloved bike

B. got out of the habit of riding bikes

C. loved exploring the little town by riding around

D. rode bikes that had been recommended to her by graduates

3.What happened to the author after she moved to the coastal town?

A. She bought another coaster like her old one.

B. She found that she was too old to ride a bike.

C. She challenged herself to ride a more demanding bike.

D. She regained the feeling that her first bike had given her.

4.What was the author's main purpose in writing this article?

A. To describe the different bikes she has been riding alone.

B. To recall the joy and freedom she has enjoyed thanks to riding.

C. To inform us of the fun and benefits of riding bikes with others.

D. To tell us about how she grew up through her riding experiences.

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