Munish Bansal has amassed(积累)8,500 digital images of daughter Suman, 12, and her brother Jay, 10, since the day they were born. He has enough pictures to fill 600 albums and shows them on a website named “delightful kids”.  

Mr. Bansal, 36, an accountant from Gillingham, Kent: “It started when I took a picture of Suman on the day when she was born. I did the same the following day, and the day after, and the day after that. Before I knew it, she had turned one and I had 365 images. It seemed a shame to stop, so I kept going - and did the same when Jay came along.” Mr. Bansal, who lives with housewife Rita, 39, began the family album on the day Suman was born in 1996. With a digital camera, he takes the picture usually before school or during dinner.

The photographs capture her life from a baby and toddler, through to early school days and into her teens. They include important landmarks like walking, the day she spoke, her first words and the beginning of school. He did the same with her younger brother Jay who was born two years later.

Mr. Bansal admits both Suman and Jay are “quite embarrassed” about the website - and their father. Suman, who turns 13 tomorrow, said: “It's interesting because when I look at the baby photos I don't recognize myself - but I'm not planning on letting Dad do this for ever.” Mr. Bansal has said he will continue until they are old enough to leave home. “As they get older, Sunam and Jay have become quite embarrassed about what I'm doing,” he said. “But I hope that one day both of them will appreciate what I’ve done, and look back on their childhoods with happy memories.”

1. People can see their pictures by ______.

    A. looking at the 600 albums                            B. visiting a website named “delightful kids”

    C. collecting all the 8,500 digital images        D. using all their digital camera

2. When Mr. Bansal started to take the picture, he was ______.

    A. 24 years old    B. 26 years old.   C. 28 years old    D. 30 years old

3. How do Suman and Jay think of what their father has done?

    A. They feel very pleased with what their father has done

    B. They think highly of what their father has done

    C. They feel uncomfortable with what their father has done

    D. They are surprised at what their father has done

4. From the passage we can infer that ______.

    A. Mr. Bansal is sorry for taking so many pictures.

    B. Mr. Bansal will stop taking photos next year

    C. Mr. Bansal wants his children to leave home now

    D. Mr. Bansal love his children very much

The sun shone in through the dining room window，lighting up the hardwood floor. We had been talking there for nearly two hours．The phone of the“Nightline”rang yet again and Morrie asked his helper．Connie，to get it .She had been taking down the callers’names in Morrie’s small black appointment book .It was clear 1 was not the only one interested in visiting my old professor—the“Nightline”appearance had made him something of a big figure—but I was impressed with．perhaps even a bit envious of，all the friends that Morrie seemed to have
“You know．Mitch，now that I'm dying，I've become much more interesting to people．I’m on the last great journey here——and people want me to tell them what to pack．”
The phone rang again．
“Morrie，can you talk?”Connie asked .
“I’m visiting with my old friend now，”he announced．“Let them call back．”
I cannot tell you why he received me so warmly．I was hardly the promising student who had left him sixteen years earlier．Had it not been for“Nightline，”Morrie might have died without ever seeing me again．
What happened to me?
The eighties happened .The nineties happened．Death and sickness and getting fat and going bald happened．I traded lots of dreams for a bigger paycheck，and I never even realized I was doing it .Yet here was Morrie talking with the wonder of our college years，as if I'd simply been on a long vacation
“Have you found someone to share your heart with?” he asked .
“Are you at peace with yourself?”
“Are you trying to be as human as you can be?”
I felt ashamed，wanting to show I had been trying hard to work out such questions．What
happened to me? I once promised myself I would never work for money，that I would join the
Peace Corps，and that 1 would w*w^w.k&s#5@u.c~o*mlive in beautiful，inspirational places．
Instead, I had been in Detroit for ten years，at the same workplace，using the same bank，visiting the same barber .I was thirty-seven，more mature than in college，tied to computers and modems and cell phones．I was no longer young，nor did I walk around in gray sweatshirts with unlit cigarettes in my mouth．I did not have long discussions over egg salad sandwiches about the meaning of life．
My days were full，yet I remained，much of the time，unsatisfied .
What happened to me?
56．When did the author graduate from Morrie’s college?
A．In the eighties．                             B．In the nineties．
C．When he was sixteen                          D．When he was twenty-one．
57．What do we know about the“Nightline”?
A．Morrie started it by himself          B．It helped Morrie earn a fame．
C．The author helped Morrie start it．           D．It was only operated at night．
58．What can we infer from the passage?
A．Both the author and Morrie liked travelling.
B．Morrie liked helping people pack things for their journeys.
C．The author envied Morrie’s friends the help they got from him.
D．The author earned a lot of money at the cost of his dreams.
59．What’s the author’s feeling when he writes this passage?
A．Regretful.      B．Enthusiastic.      C．Sympathetic.       D．Humorous.

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.

   While she was successful 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

The sun shone in through the dining room window, lighting up the hardwood floor. We had been talking there for nearly two hours. The phone of the “Nightline” rang yet again and Morrie asked his helper, Connie, to get it. She had been taking down the callers’ names in Morrie’s small black appointment book. It was clear I was not the only one interested in visiting my old professor—the “Nightline” appearance had made him something of a big figure—but I was impressed with, perhaps even a bit envious of, all the friends that Morrie seemed to have.

       “You know, Mitch, now that I'm dying, I’ve become much more interesting to people. I’m on the last great journey here—and people want me to tell them what to pack.”

    The phone rang again. “Morrie, can you talk?” Connie asked.

    “I’m visiting with my old friend now,” he announced, “Let them call back.”

    I cannot tell you why he received me so warmly. I was hardly the promising student who had left him sixteen years earlier. Had it not been for “Nightline”, Morrie might have died without ever seeing me again.

       What happened to me? The eighties happened. The nineties happened. Death and sickness and getting fat and going bald happened. I traded lots of dreams for a bigger paycheck, and I never even realized I was doing it. Yet here was Morrie talking with the wonder of our college years, as if I’d simply been on a long vacation.

       “Have you found someone to share your heart with?” he asked. “Are you at peace with yourself?” “Are you trying to be as human as you can be?”

       I felt ashamed, wanting to show I had been trying hard to work out such questions. What happened to me? I once promised myself I would never work for money, that I would join the Peace Corps, and that 1 would live in beautiful, inspirational places.

       Instead, I had been in Detroit for ten years, at the same workplace, using the same bank, visiting the same barber. I was thirty-seven, more mature than in college, tied to computers and modems and cell phones. I was no longer young, nor did I walk around in gray sweatshirts with unlit cigarettes in my mouth. I did not have long discussions over egg salad sandwiches about the meaning of life.

       My days were full, yet I remained, much of the time, unsatisfied. What happened to me?

1. When did the author graduate from Morrie’s college?

       A. In the eighties.    B. In the nineties.    C. When he was 16.         D. When he was 21.

2. What do we know about the “Nightline”?

    A. Morrie started it by himself.                      B. It helped Morrie earn a fame.

C. The author helped Morrie start it.              D. It was only operated at night.

3. What can we infer from the passage?

         A. Both the author and Morrie liked travelling.

         B. Morrie liked helping people pack things for their journeys.

         C. The author envied Morrie’s friends the help they got from him.

         D. The author earned a lot of money at the cost of his dreams.

4. What’s the author’s feeling when he writes this passage?

         A. Regretful.        B. Enthusiastic.            C. Sympathetic.         D. Humorous.

It was Sunday morning in late October, about four months after Tess Durbeyfield’s arrival at the village. Some weeks ___16___ (pass) since the night carriage ride with d’Urberville in the forest. Tess was carrying a heavy basket filled with clothes. Occasionally she stopped ___17___ (rest) by some gate or post; and then, went steadily on again. She followed the same road on ___18___ d’Urberville had driven so wildly that night in June. When she reached the top she gazed ___19___ the familiar green world beyond. It was always beautiful from here; it was ___20___ (terrible) beautiful to Tess today, for, ___21___ her eyes last fell upon it, she had learnt that in even the most beautiful surroundings there may be danger. Her view of life had been totally changed for her by the lesson.

She had slipped away from d’Urberville’s farm ___22___ all the people were in bed, though her going would not be prevented now. Tess had thought, “I shan’t come back,” and was sure of her ___23___ (decide). Now she did not look back, ___24___ slowly walked along the narrow lane. ___25___ was still early and there was not a single person in sight.