Aria Ricardo was a beautiful, slim young woman with dark hair, dark eyes, and dark skin．She used to work as a model and earn as much as $ 2 000 in one day in front of the camera．She modeled for top magazines in Paris, Rome, Tokyo, and throughout the United States．

Aria’s father, now retired because of a disability, was a police officer who really loved his work．Aria would rather follow in her father’s footsteps than pursue her modeling career．She remembered listening to her father tell stories when he came home after a day on the beat．The excitement, tensions and risks of police work appealed to her．

Aria got started in the modeling business quite by accident．She accompanied a friend to an interview at a modeling agency．Her friend wanted the job, while Aria didn’t．The people at the agency were impressed with Aria’s appearance and poise．They knew she’d be brilliant in front of the camera．So they sent her on her first modeling job—for Seventeen Magazine—right away．

Despite her success as a model, Aria never gave up her dream of being a police officer．She passed the written exam for the New York Police Department．She planned to enter the Police Academy as quickly as possible．Her family and friends thought she was out of her mind even to consider such a thing．Police work was dangerous and the pay couldn’t compare to a top model’s income．But Aria knew what she wanted, and she went for it．She had never really intended to be a model anyway．Finally she hooked her fish．

56．Aria’s success as a model resulted from ________．

A．her desire to succeed in it                                               B．her looks and shape

C．the help of her father                                              D．the competition with her friend

57．Aria went into modeling because ________．

A．she wanted to earn more money                         B．she wanted to accompany her friend

C．she was given an unexpected opportunity        D．she was very beautiful

58．Aria’s family would like her to ________．

A．remain a model                                                         B．do whatever she liked

C．find something challenging                                    D．follow her father’s footsteps

59．Aria Ricardo probably is a ________ now．

A．photographer working for a magazine               B．student of the Police Academy

C．top model of a world company                             D．woman police officer

A long time ago, there was an emperor. One day he told his horseman that if he could ride on his horse and 1  as much land area as he liked, he would give him the area of land he had covered.  2 enough, the horseman quickly jumped onto his horse and 3  as fast as possible to cover as much land area as he could. He 4  riding and riding, whipping the horse to go as fast as possible. Even when he was 5  and tired, he did not stop 6  he wanted to cover as much area as possible. When he at last covered a large amount of land, he was exhausted and was  7 . Then he asked himself, “Why did I 8  myself so hard to cover so much land area? Now I am dying and I only 9  a very small area to 10  myself.”

The above story is 11  to the journey of our 12 . We push ourselves very hard every day to make more  13 , to gain power or recognition. We neglect our 14 , time with our family and to appreciate the surrounding 15  and the things we love to do. One day 16  we look back, we will 17  that we don’t really need that much, 18  then we cannot turn back time for what we have 19 .

Life is not about making money. Life is definitely not about work! Work is only 20  to keep us living so as to enjoy the beauty and pleasures of life.

1.                A．use            B．cover          C．work D．get

2.                A．Good          B．Strange         C．Sure D．Interesting

3.                A．rode           B．ran            C．expanded D．struggled

4.                A．kept on         B．asked for        C．gave up   D．succeeded in

5.                A．sad            B．excited         C．confused D．hungry

6.                A．but            B．so             C．because  D．if

7.                A．sleeping        B．arguing         C．dying D．smiling

8.                A．push           B．make           C．destroy   D．prove

9.                A．need           B．have           C．find  D．show

10.               A．live            B．bury           C．support   D．sleep

11.               A．useful          B．certain         C．similar D．special

12.               A．future         B．past           C．history    D．life

13.               A．friends         B．progress        C．discoveries D．money

14.               A．health         B．career         C．honor D．freedom

15.               A．things          B．condition       C．people    D．beauty

16.               A．before         B．when          C．unless D．since

17.               A．realize         B．regret          C．apologize  D．explain

18.               A．or             B．until           C．however  D．but

19.               A．saved          B．missed         C．reduced   D．won

20.               A．possible        B．probable       C．necessary  D．suitable

Joe came to New York from the Middle West, dreaming about painting. Delia came to New York from the South, dreaming about music. Joe and Delia met in a studio. Before long they were good friends and got married.
They had only a small flat to live in, but they were happy. They loved each other, and they were both interested in art. Everything was fine until one day they found they had spent all their money.
Delia decided to give music lessons. One afternoon she said to her husband:
“Joe, , I’ve found a pupil, a general’s daughter. She is a sweet girl. I’m to give three lessons a week and get $5 a lesson.”
But Joe was not glad.
“But how about me?” he said.” Do you think I’m going to watch you work while I play with my art? No, I want to earn some money too.”
“Joe, , you are silly,” said Delia. “You must keep at your studies. We can live quite happily on $15 a week.”
“Well, perhaps I can sell some of my pictures,” said Joe.
Every day they parted in the morning and met in the evening. A week passed and Delia brought home fifteen dollars, but she looked a little tired.
“Clementina sometimes gets on my nerves. I’m afraid she doesn’t practice enough. But the general is the nicest old man! I wish you could know him, Joe.”
And then Joe took eighteen dollars out of his pocket.
“I’ve sold one of my pictures to a man from Peoria,” he said, “and he has ordered another.”
“I’m so glad,” said Delia. “Thirty-three dollars! We never had so much to spend before. We’ll have a good supper tonight.”
Next week Joe came home and put another eighteen dollars on the table. In half an hour Delia came, her right hand in a bandage.
“What’s the matter with your hand?” said Joe. Delia laughed and said:
“Oh, a funny thing happened! Clemantina gave me a plate of soup and spilled some of it on my hand. She was very sorry for it. And so was the old general. But why are you looking at me like that, Joe?”
“What time this afternoon did you burn your hand, Delia?”
“Five o’clock, I think. The iron-I mean the soup-was ready about five, Why?”
“Delia, come and sit here,” said Joe. He drew her to the couch and sat beside her.
“What do you do every day, Delia? Do you really give music lesson? Tell me the truth.”
She began to cry.
“I couldn’t get any pupils,” she said, “So I got a place in a laundry ironing shirts. This afternoon a girl accidentally set down an iron on my hand and I got a bad burn. But tell me, Joe, how did you guess that I wasn’t giving music lessons?”
“It’s very simple,” said Joe. “I knew all about your bandages because I had to send them upstairs to a girl in the laundry who had an accident with a hot iron. You see, I work in the engine-room of the same laundry where you work.”
“And your pictures? Did you sell any to that man from Peoria?”
“Well, your general with his Clemantina is an invention, and so is my man from Peoria.”
And then they both laughed.
【小题1】To support the family, Delia worked as             .

Joe came to New York from the Middle West, dreaming about painting. Delia came to New York from the South, dreaming about music. Joe and Delia met in a studio. Before long they were good friends and got married.

They had only a small flat to live in, but they were happy. They loved each other, and they were both interested in art. Everything was fine until one day they found they had spent all their money.

Delia decided to give music lessons. One afternoon she said to her husband:

“Joe, , I’ve found a pupil, a general’s daughter. She is a sweet girl. I’m to give three lessons a week and get $5 a lesson.”

But Joe was not glad.

“But how about me?” he said.” Do you think I’m going to watch you work while I play with my art? No, I want to earn some money too.”

“Joe, , you are silly,” said Delia. “You must keep at your studies. We can live quite happily on $15 a week.”

“Well, perhaps I can sell some of my pictures,” said Joe.

Every day they parted in the morning and met in the evening. A week passed and Delia brought home fifteen dollars, but she looked a little tired.

“Clementina sometimes gets on my nerves. I’m afraid she doesn’t practice enough. But the general is the nicest old man! I wish you could know him, Joe.”

And then Joe took eighteen dollars out of his pocket.

“I’ve sold one of my pictures to a man from Peoria,” he said, “and he has ordered another.”

“I’m so glad,” said Delia. “Thirty-three dollars! We never had so much to spend before. We’ll have a good supper tonight.”

Next week Joe came home and put another eighteen dollars on the table. In half an hour Delia came, her right hand in a bandage.

“What’s the matter with your hand?” said Joe. Delia laughed and said:

“Oh, a funny thing happened! Clemantina gave me a plate of soup and spilled some of it on my hand. She was very sorry for it. And so was the old general. But why are you looking at me like that, Joe?”

“What time this afternoon did you burn your hand, Delia?”

“Five o’clock, I think. The iron-I mean the soup-was ready about five, Why?”

“Delia, come and sit here,” said Joe. He drew her to the couch and sat beside her.

“What do you do every day, Delia? Do you really give music lesson? Tell me the truth.”

She began to cry.

“I couldn’t get any pupils,” she said, “So I got a place in a laundry ironing shirts. This afternoon a girl accidentally set down an iron on my hand and I got a bad burn. But tell me, Joe, how did you guess that I wasn’t giving music lessons?”

“It’s very simple,” said Joe. “I knew all about your bandages because I had to send them upstairs to a girl in the laundry who had an accident with a hot iron. You see, I work in the engine-room of the same laundry where you work.”

“And your pictures? Did you sell any to that man from Peoria?”

“Well, your general with his Clemantina is an invention, and so is my man from Peoria.”

And then they both laughed.

1.To support the family, Delia worked as             .

A．a tutor            B．a music teacher     C．a laundry assistant   D．an artist

2.It happened that             .

A．a man from Peoria liked Joe’s pictures      B．Delia earned $15 dollars a week easily

C．Clemantina and the general were kind        D．the couple worked at the same laundry

3.Who hurt Delia’s hand?

A．The general        B．Clemantina        C．A girl             D．Herself

4.We can infer from the underlined sentence that             .

A．Clemantina was an invention of the general

B．Clemantina was an invention of the man from Peoria

C．the general, Clemantina and the man from Peoria were the couple’s clients

D．there were no such men as the general, Clemantina and the man from Peoria

5.The couple’s attitude towards each other is             .

A．honest           B．faithful            C．ashamed          D．heartbreaking