It was two days after the seventh Harry Potter book came out. I was halfway through 　　36　 it, and I certainly didn’t want to be 　　37　 .But the phone kept ringing, so I 　 38　 　it.

　　　　 Patty from my church said, “Rachel, we are 　 39　 　at the soup kitchen (施粥所) at the Methodist church this afternoon and need 　　40　 　right now. Are you 　 41　　 ?”

　　　 I wanted to have an entire day to read the book, 　 42　 my mouth answered, “Sue, I will be there at 5:15.”

　　　 When I 　 43　　 , other volunteers were already at work. I glanced through the door and saw people already lining up outside.

　　　 At 5:30, the 　 44 　 　began to move. A family with two kids in wheelchairs came through first. The mother and father each carried two plates and 　　45 a wheelchair.

　　　　 Then two older men came over. “No watermelon,” one said.

　　　　 “Are you kidding?” I asked 　 46 　. “You don’t want watermelon?”

　　　　 He grinned (咧着嘴笑). “I am kidding. Give me one of those.”

　　　　 A family of five came through the line. The son 　　47　 　his plate for watermelon and bread. “Is that all you want?” I asked. He nodded. “I’m not 　48　 .”

　　　　 Five minutes later, he was back. “Can I have some more? I’m only hungry for watermelon.” I 　 49 　and served him another slice (片).

　　 One 　 50　 came through holding hands and smiling at each other. “We have been married 49 years, and I love her like I did when we just got married!” the man told me 　　51　 .

　　　　 Although the people 　　　52　　 　food, they gave me more than I gave them. They told me about their 　 53　 —how one’s daughter was getting married, and another’s son was learning to read.

　　　　 I kept watching them eating, happy or sad, talking excitedly with friends or eating 　 54 　　 in the corner, each with a story to tell.

　　　　 Although I love to read Harry Potter, I’m still 　 55　 I went to the soup kitchen that afternoon.

36. A. writing　　 　　　　　　 B. reading　　 　　　　　 C. publishing　 　　　　 D. buying

37. A. fired　 　　　　　 B. hurt　　 　　　　 C. disturbed　 　　　　　 D. protected

38. A. used　 　　　　　 B. ignored　 　　　　　　 C. answered　　 　　　　 D. replaced

39. A. helping　 　　　　 B. relaxing　 　　　　　　 C. watching　 　　　　　 D. playing

40. A. cooks　 　　　　 B. fans　　 　　　 C. friends　 　　　　　　 D. volunteers

41. A. busy　 　　　　　 B. sure　 　　　　　 C. free　　 　　　　 D. awake

42. A. and　 　　　 B. so　 　　　　　　　　　　 C. though　 　　　　　　 D. but

43. A. returned　 　　　 B. left　 　　　　　　 C. stopped　 　　　　　　 D. arrived

44. A. group　　 　　　　 B. line　　 　　　　　 C. car　 　　　　　　　　　 D. wheelchair

45. A. pushed　 　　　　 B. roe　 　　　　　　 C. brought　 　　　　　　 D. took

46. A. angrily　 　　　　 B. doubtfully　 　　　　 C. excitedly　　 　　　　 D. anxiously

47. A. gave up 　　　　 B. broke up　 　　　　　 C. covered up　 　　　 D. held up

48. A. fine　 　　　　　　 B. hot　　 　　　　 C. sick　 　　　　　　 D. hungry　　

49. A. apologized　 　 B. shouted　 　　　　　　 C. laughed　 　　　　　　 D. sighed

50. A. man　 　　　　　　 B. child　 　　　　 C. couple　 　　　 D. team

51. A. eagerly　 　　　　 B. happily 　　　　　　　 C. bravely　 　　　　　　 D. calmly

52. A. sold　 　　　　　　 B. accepted　　 　　　　 C. borrowed　　 　　　 D. saved

53. A. families　 B. jobs　　 　　　　 C. dreams　 　　　　　　 D. plans

54. A. lightly　　 　　　 B. freely　　 　　　　　　 C. alone　　 　　　 D. well

55. A. worried　 　　　 B. ashamed　　 　　　　 C. tired　　 　　　　 D. glad

My grandparents were married for over half a century, and played their own special game from the time they met each other. The goal of their game was to write the word “shmily” in a surprise place for the other to find.

“Shmily” was written in the steam left on the mirror after a hot shower, where it would reappear bath after bath. At one point, my grandmother even opened an entire roll of toilet paper to leave “shmily” on the very last sheet. Little notes with “shmily” scribbled (潦草地写) hurriedly were found on dashboards (仪表板) and car seats, or taped to steering wheels.

It took me a long time before I was able to fully appreciate my grandparents’ game. Skepticism (怀疑态度) had kept me from believing in true love — one that is pure and lasting. However, I never doubted my grandparents’ relationship. They had love down pat. It was more than their flirtatious (爱调戏的) little games; it was a way of life. Their relationship was based on devotion and passionate love.

Grandma and Grandpa held hands every chance they could. They stole kisses as they bumped into each other in their tiny kitchen. They finished each other’s sentences and shared the daily crossword puzzle and word jumble. My grandma whispered to me about how cute my grandpa was, how handsome and old he had grown to be. She claimed that she really knew “how to pick ‘em.”

But there came a dark cloud into my grandparents’ life: when my grandmother got breast cancer. Gradually it took over the whole of her body. One day, what we all dreaded finally happened. Grandma was gone.

“Shmily.” It was scrawled in yellow on the pink ribbons of my grandmother’s funeral bouquet (花束). The family came forward and gathered around Grandma one last time. Grandpa stepped up to my grandmother’s casket (棺) and, taking a shaky breath, he began to sing to her. Through his tears and sadness, the song came, a deep and throaty lullaby (催眠曲,). Shaking with my own sorrow, I would never forget that moment.

S-h-m-i-l-y: See How Much I Love You.

The point of the article is to ________.

A. give advice on how to keep love fresh  

B. explain to readers the meaning of “shmily”

C. show the true love between the writer’s grandparents

D. express how much the writer loved her grandparents

What is the function of the second paragraph?

A. To support the first paragraph.                B. To introduce the next paragraph.

C. To give the main idea of the article.            D. To make the article more interesting.

The author’s grandmother ________.

A. used to kiss her grandfather in secret

B. died from breast cancer, which spread all over

C. played crossword puzzle daily with her grandfather

D. considered her grandfather old and careless

What is the author’s attitude toward her grandparents’ love?

A. She doubts whether it was true love.

B. She finds their way of expressing love strange.

C. She admires their romantic and passionate love.

D. She thinks she will never be able to love like that.

My grandparents were married for over half a century, and played their own special game from the time they met each other. The goal of their game was to write the word “shmily” in a surprise place for the other to find.
“Shmily” was written in the steam left on the mirror after a hot shower, where it would reappear bath after bath. At one point, my grandmother even opened an entire roll of toilet paper to leave “shmily” on the very last sheet. Little notes with “shmily” scribbled (潦草地写) hurriedly were found on dashboards (仪表板) and car seats, or taped to steering wheels.
It took me a long time before I was able to fully appreciate my grandparents’ game. Skepticism (怀疑态度) had kept me from believing in true love — one that is pure and lasting. However, I never doubted my grandparents’ relationship. They had love down pat. It was more than their flirtatious (爱调戏的) little games; it was a way of life. Their relationship was based on devotion and passionate love.
Grandma and Grandpa held hands every chance they could. They stole kisses as they bumped into each other in their tiny kitchen. They finished each other’s sentences and shared the daily crossword puzzle and word jumble. My grandma whispered to me about how cute my grandpa was, how handsome and old he had grown to be. She claimed that she really knew “how to pick ‘em.”
But there came a dark cloud into my grandparents’ life: when my grandmother got breast cancer. Gradually it took over the whole of her body. One day, what we all dreaded finally happened. Grandma was gone.
“Shmily.” It was scrawled in yellow on the pink ribbons of my grandmother’s funeral bouquet (花束). The family came forward and gathered around Grandma one last time. Grandpa stepped up to my grandmother’s casket (棺) and, taking a shaky breath, he began to sing to her. Through his tears and sadness, the song came, a deep and throaty lullaby (催眠曲,). Shaking with my own sorrow, I would never forget that moment.
S-h-m-i-l-y: See How Much I Love You.
【小题1】The point of the article is to ________.

My grandparents were married for over half a century, and played their own special game from the time they met each other. The goal of their game was to write the word “shmily” in a surprise place for the other to find.

“Shmily” was written in the steam left on the mirror after a hot shower, where it would reappear bath after bath. At one point, my grandmother even opened an entire roll of toilet paper to leave “shmily” on the very last sheet. Little notes with “shmily” scribbled (潦草地写) hurriedly were found on dashboards (仪表板) and car seats, or taped to steering wheels.

It took me a long time before I was able to fully appreciate my grandparents’ game. Skepticism (怀疑态度) had kept me from believing in true love — one that is pure and lasting. However, I never doubted my grandparents’ relationship. They had love down pat. It was more than their flirtatious (爱调戏的) little games; it was a way of life. Their relationship was based on devotion and passionate love.

Grandma and Grandpa held hands every chance they could. They stole kisses as they bumped into each other in their tiny kitchen. They finished each other’s sentences and shared the daily crossword puzzle and word jumble. My grandma whispered to me about how cute my grandpa was, how handsome and old he had grown to be. She claimed that she really knew “how to pick ‘em.”

But there came a dark cloud into my grandparents’ life: when my grandmother got breast cancer. Gradually it took over the whole of her body. One day, what we all dreaded finally happened. Grandma was gone.

“Shmily.” It was scrawled in yellow on the pink ribbons of my grandmother’s funeral bouquet (花束). The family came forward and gathered around Grandma one last time. Grandpa stepped up to my grandmother’s casket (棺) and, taking a shaky breath, he began to sing to her. Through his tears and sadness, the song came, a deep and throaty lullaby (催眠曲,). Shaking with my own sorrow, I would never forget that moment.

S-h-m-i-l-y: See How Much I Love You.

1.The point of the article is to ________.

A. give advice on how to keep love fresh  

B. explain to readers the meaning of “shmily”

C. show the true love between the writer’s grandparents

D. express how much the writer loved her grandparents

2.What is the function of the second paragraph?

A. To support the first paragraph.                  B. To introduce the next paragraph.

C. To give the main idea of the article.     D. To make the article more interesting.

3.The author’s grandmother ________.

A. used to kiss her grandfather in secret

B. died from breast cancer, which spread all over

C. played crossword puzzle daily with her grandfather

D. considered her grandfather old and careless

4.What is the author’s attitude toward her grandparents’ love?

A. She doubts whether it was true love.

B. She finds their way of expressing love strange.

C. She admires their romantic and passionate love.

D. She thinks she will never be able to love like that.

My grandparents were married for over half a century, and played their own special game from the time they met each other. The goal of their game was to write the word “shmily” in a surprise place for the other to find.

“Shmily” was written in the steam left on the mirror after a hot shower, where it would reappear bath after bath. At one point, my grandmother even opened an entire roll of toilet paper to leave “shmily” on the very last sheet. Little notes with “shmily” scribbled (潦草地写) hurriedly were found on dashboards (仪表板) and car seats, or taped to steering wheels.

It took me a long time before I was able to fully appreciate my grandparents’ game. Skepticism (怀疑态度) had kept me from believing in true love — one that is pure and lasting. However, I never doubted my grandparents’ relationship. They had love down pat. It was more than their flirtatious (爱调戏的) little games; it was a way of life. Their relationship was based on devotion and passionate love.

Grandma and Grandpa held hands every chance they could. They stole kisses as they bumped into each other in their tiny kitchen. They finished each other’s sentences and shared the daily crossword puzzle and word jumble. My grandma whispered to me about how cute my grandpa was, how handsome and old he had grown to be. She claimed that she really knew “how to pick ‘em.”

But there came a dark cloud into my grandparents’ life: when my grandmother got breast cancer. Gradually it took over the whole of her body. One day, what we all dreaded finally happened. Grandma was gone.

“Shmily.” It was scrawled in yellow on the pink ribbons of my grandmother’s funeral bouquet (花束). The family came forward and gathered around Grandma one last time. Grandpa stepped up to my grandmother’s casket (棺) and, taking a shaky breath, he began to sing to her. Through his tears and sadness, the song came, a deep and throaty lullaby (催眠曲,). Shaking with my own sorrow, I would never forget that moment.

S-h-m-i-l-y: See How Much I Love You.

56. The point of the article is to ________.

A. give advice on how to keep love fresh  

B. explain to readers the meaning of “shmily”

C. show the true love between the writer’s grandparents

D. express how much the writer loved her grandparents

57. What is the function of the second paragraph?

A. To support the first paragraph.                B. To introduce the next paragraph.

C. To give the main idea of the article.            D. To make the article more interesting.

58. The author’s grandmother ________.

A. used to kiss her grandfather in secret

B. died from breast cancer, which spread all over

C. played crossword puzzle daily with her grandfather

D. considered her grandfather old and careless

59. What is the author’s attitude toward her grandparents’ love?

A. She doubts whether it was true love.

B. She finds their way of expressing love strange.

C. She admires their romantic and passionate love.

D. She thinks she will never be able to love like that.