A little boy asked his mother, “Why are you crying?” “Because I’m a woman,” she told him.
“I don’t understand,” he said. His mum just hugged him and said, “You  36 will.”
Later the little boy asked his father, “Why does my mother seem to cry for no reason?” “All women cry for no reason,”  37  so much could his dad say.
The little boy grew up and became a man, still  38  why women cry.  39  he gave a call to God, and when God got on the phone, he asked, “God, why do women cry so  40 ?”
God said, “When I made the woman she had to be  41 . I made her shoulders 42 enough to carry the weight of the world; yet, gentle enough to give  43 .”
“I made her  44 childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children. I gave her hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else  45 , and to take care of her family in spite of sickness and fatigue (劳累) without  46 . I gave her the sensitivity to  47 her children under any and all circumstances,  48  her child has hurt her very badly. I gave her wisdom to carry her husband through his 49 . I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never  50 his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him  51 . And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. She can use it whenever it is needed.”
“You see, the beauty of a woman is not in the  52 she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she  53 her hair. The  54 of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart and the place where love  55 .”

A little boy asked his mother, “Why are you crying?” “Because I’m a woman,” she told him.

“I don’t understand,” he said. His mum just hugged him and said, “You  36 will.”

Later the little boy asked his father, “Why does my mother seem to cry for no reason?” “All women cry for no reason,”  37  so much could his dad say.

The little boy grew up and became a man, still  38  why women cry.  39  he gave a call to God, and when God got on the phone, he asked, “God, why do women cry so  40 ?”

God said, “When I made the woman she had to be  41 . I made her shoulders 42 enough to carry the weight of the world; yet, gentle enough to give  43 .”

“I made her  44 childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children. I gave her hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else  45 , and to take care of her family in spite of sickness and fatigue (劳累) without  46 . I gave her the sensitivity to  47 her children under any and all circumstances,  48  her child has hurt her very badly. I gave her wisdom to carry her husband through his 49 . I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never  50 his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him  51 . And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. She can use it whenever it is needed.”

“You see, the beauty of a woman is not in the  52 she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she  53 her hair. The  54 of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart and the place where love  55 .”

1.                A．surely          B．never          C．probably D．seldom

2.                A．only           B．even           C．almost    D．hardly

3.                A．hoping         B．knowing        C．wondering    D．expecting

4.                A．Actually        B．Generally       C．Luckily   D．Finally

5.                A．easily          B．rarely          C．simply    D．excitedly

6.                A．clever          B．beautiful        C．special   D．ordinary

7.                A．thick           B．fat             C．wide     D．strong

8.                A．sympathy       B．comfort         C．kindness D．mercy

9.                A．stand          B．load            C．accept   D．burden

10.               A．gives in         B．gives away      C．gives up   D．gives out

11.               A．difficulty        B．danger         C．rest  D．complaining

12.               A．control         B．love           C．respect   D．satisfy

13.               A．even if         B．in case         C．so that    D．as though

14.               A．disagreements   B．misunderstandings    C．faults D．quarrels

15.               A．minds          B．helps          C．refuses    D．hurts

16.               A．nervously       B．tiredly          C．determinedly   D．unselfishly

17.               A．clothes         B．smile          C．hair D．glasses

18.               A．washes         B．dyes           C．cuts D．combs

19.               A．figure          B．intelligence     C．beauty    D．appearance

20.               A．hides          B．lives           C．stores     D．comes

A person, like a commodity（商品）, needs packaging. But going too far is absolutely undesirable. A little exaggeration（夸张）, however, does no harm when it shows the person’s unique qualities to their advantages. To show personal attractiveness in a casual and natural way, it is important for one to have a clear knowledge of oneself. A skilled package knows how to add art to nature without any signs of embellishment（装饰）, so that the person so packaged is not a commodity but a human being, lively and lovely.

A young person, especially a female, shining with beauty and full of life, had all the favor granted by God. Any attempt to make up would be self-defeating. Youth, however, comes and goes in a flash. Packaging for the middle-aged is primarily to hide the marks made by years. If you still enjoy life enough to keep self-confidence and work at pioneering work, you are unique in your natural qualities, and your attractiveness and grace will remain. Elderly people are beautiful if their river of life has been, through plains, mountains and jungles, running its course as it should. You have really lived your life, which now arrives at a self-satisfied stage of quietness and calmness with no interest in fame or wealth. There is no need to make use of hair dyeing. The snowcapped mountain is itself a beautiful scene of fairyland. Let your looks change from young to old in step with the natural aging process so as to keep in harmony（和谐）with nature, for harmony itself is beauty, while the other way round will only end on unpleasantness. To be in the company of the elderly is like reading a thick book of deluxe (better quality)edition, which attracts one so much that one is unwilling to part with.

As long as one finds where one stands, one knows how to package oneself, just as a commodity sets up its brand by the right packaging.

1．It can be concluded from the text that           .

       A．people should be packed at all ages

       B．people should be packed in a special way

       C．elderly people also care about packing

       D．proper packing makes people attractive

2．According to the author, if you want to keep in harmony with nature, you should           .

       A．dye your hair                                       B．make up at a young age

       C．follow the aging process                       D．give up fame and wealth

3．For the middle-aged, attractiveness           .

       A．hardly exists                                        B．is the strongest

       C．comes from the inside                          D．comes from the appearance

4．The underlined sentence means that elderly people           .

       A．are usually packed like a finely-made book

       B．experience a lot and have rich knowledge of life

       C．doing a lot of traveling and give you much information

       D．enjoy reading thick books of beautiful nature and fairyland

I was only eight years old when the Second World War ended, but I can still remember something about the  21  celebrations in the small town where I lived on the day when the war in Europe ended. We had not  22  much from the war there, though, like most children of my age, I often saw  23  houses in the streets and the very big  24  lorries passing through. But both at home and at school I had become  25  to the phrases “before the war” and “when the war is over”. “Before the war”, obviously,  26  had been better, though I was too young to understand why,  27  there had been no bombs then, and people had eaten things like ice cream and bananas, which I had  28  heard of. When the war was over we would go back to London, but this meant very  29  to me. I did not remember what London was like.

  What I remember now  30  V-Day was the afternoon and the evening. Some boys and girls were collecting  31  and building an enormous bonfire. We stood and watched them for a time, and then I went home and  32  myself in with my key and waited for my parents to come back from work.

  It was May and still broad  33  when my mother arrived, and my father came in about an hour later. After dinner I said I wanted to  34  the bonfire, so when it got dark my father took me to the end of the street. The bonfire was very  35 , and somehow people had collected some old clothes to  36  “Hitler” with the moustache they had put on top of it. Just as we arrived, they set light to it. The flames  37  soon. Everyone was cheering and shouting.

  I stood beside my father until the  38  started to go down, not knowing what to say. He said nothing, either. He had  39  in the First World War and remembered everything he had experienced. At last he said, “Well, that’s it, son. Let’s hope that this time it really will be the  40  one”

It was a half-mile walk from our small house to the beach road, where the      16     would be waiting for us. But that morning Janet was much worse. She couldn’t make     17      walk. And I couldn’t carry her. The path to the beach was steep and narrow and     18     at the water’s edge.

I was a stranger far from home. I didn’t know     19     to turn for help. But I needed it badly. I hurried down to the beach and I found help. Four fishermen were about to go out for their morning  20  . I told them about my sick little sister. Could they help me get her down the     21    ? I hardly got the words out of my mouth     22     they dragged their boat back onto the sand. They climbed the hill with me. One looked at Janet and they    23     their heads. They talked softly to one another. “  24       sick to sit in a chair,” one said.

“Better carry her      25    in bed,” said another.

An iron cot（儿童床）    26     along the cliff ! I was frightened. How could they do it?    27     the men told me not to worry. “Truly easy, truly     28    ,” they said.

They tied a rope to each leg of the cot. Each of them threw a rope     29     his shoulder and held the end in one hand. I understood what they meant to do.     30     they carried the cot down the path, they would use the ropes to keep the cot     31    . But what if one of the men slipped and lost his balance? What would happen to him ― to the others ― to     32    ? The men just smiled at my alarm. “That     33     will make us even more careful,” they said.

The men went down the path. Every    34     was a careful one. Always the cot was level, with never a bump. When they reached the beach road, they quietly lifted Janet into the taxi.     35    , they stretched her out on the back seat.

We made the morning train for Tokyo. And there an ambulance was waiting to take Janet to the hospital. The doctor told me that I had got my little girl there just in time. Janet would be all right soon.