阅读下面短文，掌握其大意，然后从21—40各题所给的四个选项（A、B、C和D）中，选出最佳选项。

Walking down a path through some woods in Georgia, I saw a water puddle （水坑） ahead on the path. I changed my direction to __21__ it on the part of the path that wasn’t covered by water and mud.__22__ I reached the puddle, I was suddenly attacked! But I was __23__. After all, I was being attacked by a butterfly!

I took a step forward. My attacker __24__ me again. He pushed and struck me __25__ with his head and body, striking me over and over again with all his might. For a second time, I moved back a step __26__ my attacker gave up his attack. Yet again, I tried moving __27__, my attacker charged me again. I was struck heavily in the chest over and over again. I wasn’t sure what to do __28__ to walk back a third time. This time, though, I stepped back several paces to __29__ the situation. My attacker moved back as well to land on the ground. That’s when I discovered __30__ my attacker was charging me only moments earlier. He had a mate and she was dying. She was __31__ the puddle where he landed.

Sitting close beside her, he opened and closed his __32__ as if to fan her. I could only admire the love and courage of that butterfly in his __33__ for his mate. He had bravely attacked me for his mate’s __34__, even though she was clearly dying and I was so large. He did so just to give her those extra few precious moments of life, I __35__ careless enough to step on her. Now I knew why and what he was fighting for. There was really only one choice __36__ for me. I carefully __37__ my way around the puddle to the other side of the path, though it was only inches wide and extremely __38__. He had truly earned those moments to be with her, undisturbed.

Since then, I’ve always tried to remember the __39__ of that butterfly whenever I see huge obstacles facing me. I use that butterfly’s courage as an inspiration to __40__ myself that good things are worth fighting for.

A．walk past  B．go around       C．run down              D．jump off

A．Because   B．Once           C．Though          D．As

A．injured B．wounded C．unhurt     D．harmed 

A．rushed   B．caught     C．dragged   D．snatched

A．by the arm    B．on the head     C．in the face       D．in the chest

A．but       B．and   C．as     D．since

A．backward     B．toward     C．forward   D．downward

A．other than     B．rather than      C．more than       D．further than

A．look into      B．look over        C．look on    D．look after

A．that     B．how C．where      D．why

A．besides      B．beyond    C．beside      D．beneath

A．wings B．mouth      C．legs D．eyes

A．search        B．concern    C．praise      D．eagerness

A．advantageB．profit   C．interest    D．sake

A．should have beenB.must have beenC.should be      D．couldn’t have been

A．left     B．leaving    C．remained D．remaining

A．took    B．lost   C．made       D．fought

A．smooth       B．muddy     C．clean       D．flat

A．determination B．enthusiasm   C．courage        D．unselfishness

A．remind       B．blame      C．inform     D．argue

阅读下面短文，掌握其大意，然后从36—55各题所给的四个选项（A、B、C和D）中，选出最佳选项。

       The night started out ordinarily enough. Jack and Tara, our   36   , were in their small beds surrounded by toy animals. My husband, Pat, and I went to sleep   37  .

          38   after midnight, Jack quietly touched me. “Mommy, I want to stay with you. I promise I won’t take much room.” I shifted   39   to make room. My son soon fell asleep.

       An hour later, Tara cried and I carefully went downstairs. “Mommy, my   40   is all stuffed up（堵住）. I can’t really breathe very well. Will you please   41   with me a little while?” Tara doesn’t often get up at night,   42   I decided to be there for her. She soon fell asleep. I returned to my own bed. I was determined to sleep. But to my   43   , I found Jack sleeping on my side of the bed. He looked so   44   that I couldn’t remove him. Quietly and carefully, I lay down between  45   and Jack.

       I did manage to get some sleep   46   I heard Tara’s voice again. I returned to   47  Tara. “Mom, please lie down with me a little bit, I had a bad dream, and I’m so   48  .” “Of course, honey. It was only a dream. Mommy’s here and   49   is okay.” We fell asleep   50   each other’s arms.

       Even in my sleepy state, I thought of   51   these nights of merry-go-round（一连串的繁忙活动）beds will be over. In their place, my twins will be grown.   52   before I’m ready, our children’ rooms will be much too   53   and empty. So it is especially on days when I’m worn out after a night on this mom’s merry-go-round that I remind   54   that these very days and nights are, in fact. “the good old days”, ever so   55  .

A．sons       B．twins C．daughters  D．students

A．downstairs     B．in      C．out    D．upstairs

A．Sometimes    B．Some time       C．Sometime D．Some times

A．gently    B．kindly      C．rudely      D．impatiently

A．nose      B．mouth      C．heart D．eye

A．come     B．stay   C．talk   D．play

A．even thoughB．so C．no matter when       D．however

A．joy B．anger C．disappointment D．surprise

A．deeply   B．sound       C．content     D．deep

A．my father    B．Tara  C．Pat    D．my mother

A．before  B．when C．after  D．until

A．show off     B．look after  C．watch out  D．take care

A．scared  B．exciting    C．excited     D．scaring

A．somethingB．anything      C．everything       D．nothing

A．over     B．on     C．by     D．in    

A．how often    B．how soon  C．how long  D．how much

A．No doubt     B．No wonder       C．No problem     D．No worry

A．noisy   B．quiet C．still   D．calm

A．my childrenB．my husband      C．my friend D．myself

A．potential      B．precise      C．precious    D．previous

Having driven almost thirty hours, I decided to stay in South Carolina for a few days. The next morning, I purchased a three-day fishing license and bait (饵料) before heading to the lake.

Opening my trunk, I carefully took out my fishing gear (用具), put it on the lake’s edge, baited up and began to fish.

       “Good morning,” said someone, walking up from behind me.

       Turning around, I saw a game warden (猎场管理员) with a clip-board.

       “Good morning,” I said, nodding my head.

      “Catch any fish?” he asked.

       “No sir, just relaxing and killing time.”

       “Can I see your fishing license?”

       I handed him the license I had purchased at the bait shop.

       “Can I see your driver’s license, too?” he requested.

       “I see the name on the driver’s license is spelled Kiser and the name on the fishing license is Kaiser,” said the warden.

       “The gentleman at the bait shop must have written it wrong,” I told him.

       “Well, I’m afraid I’ll have to write you up for fishing with an invalid license and take away your fishing gear.”

       “You’ve got to be kidding,” I responded, with a surprised look on my face.

       Sure enough I was written up and my fishing gear taken away. I was told that I would have to pay a fine and that my stuff would be sold at auction（拍卖）.

       I stood there almost in tears as he drove away. Those rods and reels were very special to me. I had used them over twenty years, fishing with my friends, who were now all dead.

       After returning home in Georgia, I telephoned South Carolina trying to explain the situation, but no one would listen. I was told that the Department of Fish and Game had a “zero tolerance” for fishing and hunting violations. Finally, in tears I paid the fine and gave up the fight.

       Nine months later, I received a letter. I had no idea who it was from as there was no return address. On a plain piece of notebook paper was written “Auction for the Department of Fish and Game held this Saturday at 11:00 am.”

       On Saturday, at six in the morning I headed to South Carolina. By ten o’clock I had found the auction. There were numerous boats and piles upon piles of fishing equipment. All at once, there it was—my wonderful stuff all thrown in a pile as if it was worth nothing.

       As the auction began I took my seat. In my wallet was twenty-seven dollars. For more than an hour I waited for my property to be brought to the auction block.

       “We have three rods and reels here. I guess we will sell this as a unit,” said the auctioneer.

       “50 dollars,” yelled someone in the crowd.

       “51 dollars,” yelled another man.

       I rose from my seat and walked out of the auction.

       “66 dollars,” I heard as the bidding continued.

       “100 dollars,” came another bid. The auction became silent.

       “100 dollars once, 100 dollars twice, 100 dollars three times. Sold for 100 dollars,” went the auctioneer.

I walked to my truck, got in and just sat there. Suddenly I heard something hit the side of my truck. Turning around, I saw the back of a man putting my three rods and reels into my truck. It was the same game warden who wrote me the ticket almost a year ago!

       As I got out of the truck he stuck out his hand and said, “I wasn’t wrong. It’s the law that is wrong.”

       I shook his hand, thanked him and drove away. I cried as I crossed the South Carolina Georgia state line.

1. Who wrote a letter to the writer telling him about the auction?

A. The Department of Fish and Game.                   B. The game warden.

C. A person unmentioned in the passage.                 D. The auction organizers.  

2.Why did the writer walk out of the auction while it was going on?

   A. He realized he was unable to get back his fishing gear.

   B. He was too nervous to stay inside till the auction ended.

   C. He couldn’t bear hearing people selling his fishing gear.

   D. He knew the game warden was waiting for him outside.

3.What did the game warden mean by saying “It’s the law that is wrong”?

A. It didn’t make any sense to prohibit people from fishing freely in South Carolina.

B. The writer did break the law by fishing with an invalid license whatever the reason.

C. The writer should have been allowed a chance to explain and get his things back.

D. The auction should not have been held to sell the boats and fishing equipment.

Last Christmas while staying with my parents, I 36 across some old love letters that my parents wrote to

each other. these letters were all piled up in a basket, dirty and 37 with dust. 38 to read and sort them, I asked

them if I could take the letters back to my Illinois home. They agreed.

   As I carefully opened each letter, all of them 39 with age, I discovered a new page 40 unknown to me in

this private chapter of my parents’ lives.

   My father used to   41 in the army. So his letters were full of frontline(前线) 42 of the things about the war.

Each of my mother’s letters was marked with her 1944 dark red lipstick(口红) kiss. I was  43 to these letters

like a magnet(磁铁).

   Just six weeks after our Christmas visit, Daddy became very 44 and was hospitalized(住院). This time, he

was fighting a 45 kind of war. As I sat by his bedside, we discussed the  46 . He told me how much receiving

those lipstick-kissed letters had 47 to him when he had been so far from home.

   It so happened that the next day would be February 14. From the  48 letters I chose the card my father had

sent mother in 1944 and brought it to my father’s bedside.

   At his bedside, I joked with him, saying  49  .“Today is Valentine’s Day, don’t you want to sent Mother a

present?” He became more 50 when I handed him the old 51 . He carefully opened it and took out the card,

and when he 52 it, his eyes were filled with tears.

   My father, in a voice tight with 53 read the loving 54 he’d sent to my mother fifty-six years earlier. And

this time, he could read it to her  55  .

1.A. drew           B. hit          C. came         D. fell

2.A. covered            B. hidden           C. buried           D. filled

3. A. Pretending        B. Deciding     C. Preferring       D. Suggesting

4.A. tender             B. tasty            C. useful           D. delicate

5.A. recently       B. previously       C. usually      D. occasionally

6. A. serve             B. study        C. work         D. report

7.A. documents      B. accounts     C. introductions   D. occupations

8.A. devoted        B. drawn            C. thrown       D. abandoned

9.A. depressed      B. dead         C. ill          D. dangerous

10.A. different         B. traditional      C. typical          D. familiar

11. A. wars         B. illnesses   C. prescriptions   D. letters

12.A. intended          B. meant        C. planned          D. said

13.A. divided           B. separated   C. sorted       D. updated

14.A. softly            B. angrily          C. sadly        D. loudly

15. A. fantastic        B. enthusiastic     C. curious          D. positive

16.A. Christmas card    B. lipstick    C. basket       D. envelope

17.A. found         B. wrote            C. missed           D. recognized

18.A. emotion           B. sorrow           C. sickness     D. astonishment

19.. A. story           B. speech           C. message      D. motto

20.A. in peace          B. in private       C. in danger   D. in person

The type of things we remember are different. Although we tend to remember good things in our lives, bad things have a way of sneaking up (悄悄接近) on us. One such thing I remember happened when I was 10 years old.
I decided to ride my bicycle over a near-by stream. I carefully planned the adventure, and asked my friends to go there and have a watch. This was going to be my moment! I started riding down the hill, picking up speed and then pulled up on the handlebars (自行车把手) at the precise moment and landed face-first into the muddy stream! That painful moment is one that I will never forget. As long as I live, I will remember the pain and embarrassment at that moment. When we do something stupid or thoughtless, it has a way of sticking with us. Fortunately, good momories have a way of over-riding the bad ones. I have memories that I gladly remember, like what happened today.
I had my first conversation with my son today. It was not anything profound. It was a simple connection between father and son. It was one of those bonding moments that you can’t plan or force. They just happen on their own. I was walking into the living room where my son sat in bed watching television attentively. Then he looked up at me and pointed to the television and babbled (含糊的说) something. I asked him if he was watching SpongeBob (海绵宝宝) and he nodded his head and said,“Yes”. It was at that moment that his eyes lit up and it was as if we both realized we had communicated. And how happy I was! Sure, at eighteen months, he probably did not realize what communication was like, but his joy at that moment was evident. It was a moment I will remember all my life.
Good or bad, memories can last a lifetime. As for an unpleasant memory, though we can’t forget it we can get lessons from it and it is like a mirror that will warn us against making such mistakes again. As for a good memory, we should try our best to enjoy it during our lifetime. Such moments are the treasures that we store up forever.
【小题1】The author will always remember what happened when he was ten because he          .