第二部分阅读理解(共20小题;每小题2分,满分40分)
阅读下列短文,从每题所给的四个选项A、B、C和D中,选出最佳选项。
A
Each time I see a balloon, my mind flies back to a memory of when I was a six-year-old girl. It was a rainy Sunday and my father had recently died. I asked my mom if Dad had gone to heaven. "Yes, honey. Of course," she said.
"Can we write him a letter?"
She paused, the longest pause of my short life, and answered, "Yes."
My heart jumped. "How? Does the mailman go there?" I asked.
"No, but I have an idea." Mom drove to a party store and returned with a red balloon. I asked her what it was for.
"Just wait, honey. You'll see." Mom told me to write my letter. Eagerly, I got my favorite pen, and poured out my six-year-old heart in the form of blue ink. I wrote about my day, what I learned at school, how Morn was doing, and even about what happened in a story I had read. For a few minutes it was as if Dad were still alive. I gave the letter to Mom. She read it over, and a smile crossed her face.
She made a hole in the corner of the letter where she looped(缠绕) the balloon string. We went outside and she gave me the balloon. It was still raining.
"Okay, on the count of three, let go. One, two, three."
The balloon, carrying my letter, darted(猛冲) upward against the rain. We watched until it was swallowed by the mass of clouds.
Later I realized, like the balloon, that Dad had never let his sickness get him down. He was strong. No matter what he suffered, he'd persevere, dart up, and finally transcend(超越) this cold world and his sick body. He rose into sky and became something beautiful. I watched until the balloon disappeared into the gray and white and I prayed that his strength was hereditary(遗传的). I prayed to be a balloon.
56. When the girl asked her mother if they could write to her father, her mother ______.
A. felt it hard to answer                       B. thought her a creative girl
C. believed it easy to do so                    D. found it easy to lie
57. When the girl was told that she could send a letter to her father, she ______.
A. jumped with joy                           B. became excited
C. started writing immediately            D. was worried that it couldn't be delivered
58. In the eyes of the author, what was the rain like?
A. An incurable disease.                     B. An unforgettable memory.
C. The hard time her father had.                 D. The failures her father experienced.
59. What would be the best title for the passage?
A. The strong red balloon                     B. An unforgettable experience
C. Fly to paradise                          D . A great father

Each time I see a balloon, my mind flies back to a memory of when I was a six-year-old girl. It was a rainy Sunday and my father had recently died. I asked my mom if Dad had gone to heaven. “Yes, honey. Of course.” she said.

    “Can we write him a letter?”

    She paused, the longest pause of my short life, and answered, “Yes.”

    My heart jumped. “How? Does the mailman go there?” I asked.

    “No, but I have an idea.” Mom drove to a party store and returned with a red balloon. I asked her what it was for.

    “Just wait, honey. You’ll see.” Mom told me to write my letter. Eagerly, I got my favorite pen, and poured out my six-year-old heart in the form of blue ink. I wrote about my day, what I learned at school, how Mom was doing, and even about what happened in a story I had read. For a few minutes it was as if Dad were still alive. I gave the letter to Mom. She read it over, and a smile crossed her face.

    She made a hole in the corner of the letter where she looped (缠绕) the balloon string. We went outside and she gave me the balloon. It was still raining.

    “Okay, on the count of three, let go. One, two, three.”

The balloon, carrying my letter, darted upward against the rain. We watched until it was swallowed by the mass of clouds.

Later I realized, like the balloon, that Dad had never let his sickness get him down. He was strong. No matter what he suffered, he’d persevere, dart up, and finally transcend this cold world and his sick body. He rose into sky and became something beautiful. I watched until the balloon disappeared into the gray and white and I prayed that his strength was hereditary. I prayed to be a balloon.

1.What does the underlined sentence imply?

A. When the girl asked if they could write to her father, her mother felt it hard to answer.    

B. When the girl asked if they could write to her father, her mother thought her a creative girl.

C. When the girl asked if they could write to her father, her mother believed it easy to do so.        

D. When the girl asked if they could write to her father, her mother found it easy to lie.

2.When the girl was told that she could send a letter to her father, she _________.

A. jumped with surprise                     B. became excited

C. didn’t know how to write                           D. was worried that it couldn’t be delivered

3.In the eyes of the author, what was the rain like?

A. An incurable disease.                              B. An unforgettable memory.

C. The hard time her father had.        D. The failures her father experienced.

4.What would be the best title for the passage?

A. An unforgettable experience.                     B. The strong red balloon.

C. Fly to paradise.                       D. A great father.

 

My neighbor’s children love playing hide-and-seek (捉迷藏) as all children do, but no one   36   that a game they played last week would be reported in the local newspaper.

One afternoon, they were playing in the vacant lot (空地)down by the corner. Young Paul, who is only five years old, found the perfect place to   37  . His sister, Natalie, had   38   her eyes and was counting to ten when Paul noticed the mail box at the corner and that the metal door was standing open. The mailman had just   39   several bags of mail and had carried them to his truck which was standing a few feet away. Paul climbed   40   the mail box and pulled the door closed so hard that it   41  . Soon realizing what he had done, he became   42   and started crying. At that time, Natalie was looking for him everywhere but could not find him. It was   43   that she happened to stand at the corner for a minute and heard her brother’s cries. She   44   ran to tell the mailman who hurried back from his   45   to unlock the metal door. Paul was now   46  , but he had such a bad fright that he could not stop crying. The mailman, however, soon found a way of making him   47   again. He told him that the next time he wanted to hide in a mail box, he should remember to put a stamp on himself!

1.A. realized          B. warned          C. imagined         D. wondered

2.A. hide              B. watch           C. rest             D. sleep

3.A. opened            B. shut            C. raised           D. wiped

4.A. lost              B. found           C. taken out        D. put in

5.A. through           B. over            C. out of           D. into

6. A. broke            B. fell down       C. opened           D. locked

7. A. surprised        B. frightened      C. excited          D. angry

8.A. lucky             B. a pity          C. possible         D. strange

9.A. suddenly          B. slowly          C. immediately      D. carelessly

10. A. home            B. truck           C. mail box         D. post office

11. A. found           B. hidden          C. happy            D. free

12.A. laugh            B. cry             C. climb in         D. play

 

Each time I see a balloon, my mind flies back to a memory of when I was a six-year-old girl. It was a rainy Sunday and my father had recently died. I asked my mom if Dad had gone to heaven. "Yes, honey. Of course." she said.

    "Can we write him a letter?"

    She paused, the longest pause of my short life, and answered, "Yes."

    My heart jumped. "How? Does the mailman go there?" I asked.

    "No, but I have an idea." Mom drove to a party store and returned with a red balloon. I asked her what it was for.

    "Just wait, honey. You'll see." Mom told me to write my letter. Eagerly, I got my favorite pen, and poured out my six-year-old heart in the form of blue ink. I wrote about my day, what I learned at school, how Mom was doing, and even about what happened in a story I had read. For a few minutes it was as if Dad were still alive. I gave the letter to Mom. She read it over, and a smile crossed her face.

    She made a hole in the corner of the letter where she looped (缠绕) the balloon string. We went outside and she gave me the balloon. It was still raining.

    "Okay, on the count of three, let go. One, two, three."

The balloon, carrying my letter, darted upward against the rain. We watched until it was swallowed by the mass of clouds.

Later I realized, like the balloon, that Dad had never let his sickness get him down. He was strong. No matter what he suffered, he'd persevere, dart up, and finally transcend (超越) this cold world and his sick body. He rose into sky and became something beautiful. I watched until the balloon disappeared into the gray and white and I prayed that his strength was hereditar. I prayed to be a balloon.

1.When the girl asked her mother if they could write to her father, her mother _________.

    A.felt it hard to answer               B.thought her a creative girl

    C.believed it easy to do so            D.found it easy to lie

2.When the girl was told that she could send a letter to her father, she _________.

    A.jumped with joy                      B.became excited

    C.started writing immediately                              D.was worried that it couldn't be delivered

3.In the eyes of the author, what was the rain like?

    A.An incurable disease.                B.An unforgettable memory.

    C.The hard time her father had.                            D.The failures her father experienced.

4.What would be the best title for the passage?

    A.An unforgettable experience          B.The strong red balloon

    C.Fly to paradise                                          D.A great father

 

 

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