(C)
After my husband died suddenly from a heart attack，my world crashed around me．My six children were all under 10，and I was burdened with the responsibilities of earning a living，and   caring for the children．I was fortunate to find a wonderful housekeeper to care for the children during the week，but from Friday nights to Monday mornings，the children and t were alone．
One Friday evening I came home from work to find a big pretty German shepherd off our doorstep．This dog seemed to intend to enter the house．The children liked “German” immediately and begged me to let him in．I agreed to let him sleep in the basement．That night I slept peacefully for the first time in many weeks．
The following morning we made phone calls and checked lost-and-found ads for German’s owner, but with no results．
On Sunday I had planned to take the children on a picnic．Since I thought it best to leave German behind in case his owner came by，we drove off without him．When we stopped to get gas, we were amazed to see German racing to the gas station after us．No way was he going to be left behind．
Monday morning I let him out for a run．He didn’t come back and we were all disappointed．
We were convinced that we would never see him again．We were wrong．The next Friday evening,
German was back on other doorstep．Again he stayed until Monday morning，when our housekeeper arrived．
This pattern repeated itself every．weekend for almost 10 months．We grew more and more fond of German．We took comfort in his strong，warm presence，and we felt safe with him near us．
As German became part of the family，he considered it his duty to check every bedroom to be sure each child was cozy in bed．
Each week，between German’s visits，I grew a little stronger，a little braver and mole able to cope；every weekend we were no long alone and enjoyed his company．Then one Monday morning we patted him on his head and let him out for what turned out to be the Iast time．We never saw German again．
64．The dog first came when         ．
A．it was needed most    B．the mother became strong enough
C．her father died suddenly         D．she was busy on the weekday
65．Which of the following can’t be used to describe the dog?
A．Loyal．    B．Beautiful．    C. Lovely．      D．Wild．
66．The wriier was very         the German shepherd．
A．afraid of    B．grateful to    C．cruel to        D．annoyed with
67．The family planned to go on a picnic without the German shepherd because         ．
A．German was too wild to control           B．German was too young to walk so far
C．the owner might come by to look for it       D．it might spoil the trip

(C)

After my husband died suddenly from a heart attack，my world crashed around me．My six children were all under 10，and I was burdened with the responsibilities of earning a living，and   caring for the children．I was fortunate to find a wonderful housekeeper to care for the children during the week，but from Friday nights to Monday mornings，the children and t were alone．

One Friday evening I came home from work to find a big pretty German shepherd off our doorstep．This dog seemed to intend to enter the house．The children liked “German” immediately and begged me to let him in．I agreed to let him sleep in the basement．That night I slept peacefully for the first time in many weeks．

The following morning we made phone calls and checked lost-and-found ads for German’s owner, but with no results．

On Sunday I had planned to take the children on a picnic．Since I thought it best to leave German behind in case his owner came by，we drove off without him．When we stopped to get gas, we were amazed to see German racing to the gas station after us．No way was he going to be left behind．

Monday morning I let him out for a run．He didn’t come back and we were all disappointed．

We were convinced that we would never see him again．We were wrong．The next Friday evening,

German was back on other doorstep．Again he stayed until Monday morning，when our housekeeper arrived．

This pattern repeated itself every．weekend for almost 10 months．We grew more and more fond of German．We took comfort in his strong，warm presence，and we felt safe with him near us．

As German became part of the family，he considered it his duty to check every bedroom to be sure each child was cozy in bed．

Each week，between German’s visits，I grew a little stronger，a little braver and mole able to cope；every weekend we were no long alone and enjoyed his company．Then one Monday morning we patted him on his head and let him out for what turned out to be the Iast time．We never saw German again．

64．The dog first came when         ．

A．it was needed most    B．the mother became strong enough

C．her father died suddenly         D．she was busy on the weekday

65．Which of the following can’t be used to describe the dog?

A．Loyal．    B．Beautiful．    C. Lovely．      D．Wild．

66．The wriier was very         the German shepherd．

A．afraid of    B．grateful to    C．cruel to        D．annoyed with

67．The family planned to go on a picnic without the German shepherd because         ．

A．German was too wild to control           B．German was too young to walk so far

C．the owner might come by to look for it       D．it might spoil the trip

B

   I had never seen sand dunes（沙丘）before. If you go to the seaside in Britain, you may see some small hills of sand, but nothing very impressive. Of course, Africa is home to many beautiful “sandscapes”, but I was in China, so I went to Dunhuang.

   I had spent my first day looking at the beautiful Mogao caves. Now I wanted to experience something very different.

   I have been walking in Asia, Europe and America, but nothing prepared me for walking over hills of sand. Whenever I took a step up a hill, my feet would sink into the sand and move backwards. Sometimes it seemed as if I were moving in the wrong direction.

   I wanted to see the sunset so I had to climb to the top of the highest sand dune. The sun was beating down upon my back as I walked slowly over the sand. Some plants had managed to survive in the dry ground but not many.

   As I climbed higher, the hills of sand became steeper and my feet started to slip further backwards. I ended up with my hands and knees, crawling (爬行)upwards through the top. I just let go if I would fall the way down. But I refused to give up: inch by inch, I made my way to the top of the sand dune.

   When I got there I was amazed by what I saw. The sand formed a very sharp point, just like a knife-edge. One side of the dune was bathed in sunshine, the other covered by shade. As I looked into the distance, the same pattern was repeated on all of the hilltops, and the difference between dark and light was beautiful.

   As the sun began to sink, the shadows grew longer and the light became warm and orange. The wind had come to life and sand was blown against my legs as I walked along the dunes. Soon it was getting dark and I could only just make out the line of footprints that marked my journey to the top of the hill. I slowly made my way down to the bottom, my path lit by the dying sun.

65 The author probably went to climb the sand dunes __________ after he arrived at Dunhuang.

  A. on the afternoon of the first day       B. on the afternoon of the second day

  C. on the evening of the second day      D. on the evening of the first day

66. Which of the following statements is NOT true?

  A. Africa has many beautiful sand dunes.

  B. The author could see nothing but his own footprints on his way back.

  C. The author had seen some kinds of sand dunes before he visited Dunhuang

  D. What attracted the author most was that the sand formed a very sharp point.

67. The author got to the top of the highest hill of sand _____________.

  A. on his hands and knees all the way

  B. with falls to the bottom many times

  C. on his hands and knees in the last leg (一段旅程)

D. with a few rests all the way                

68. The author mainly wants to tell readers about_____________.

  A. the beautiful sunset         B. his experience of climbing the sand hills

  C. the joy of traveling in nature  D. the difficulty of climbing the sand dunes

A young Scottish lady, like a lot of teens today, got tired of home. The daughter objected to her family’s 　1.　lifestyle and said, “I don’t want your God. I am leaving!” She left home. Before long, she was disappointed and unable to find a job, so she took to the streets to do everything she could to 　2.　. Many years passed by, her father died, her mother grew 　3.　, and the daughter became more and more stubborn in her way of life.

No  4. was made between mother and daughter during these years. The mother, having 　 heard of her daughter’s whereabouts, went to the poor part of the city in 　5.　of her daughter. She stopped at 　6.　of the rescue missions(收容所) with a simple speech. “Would you allow me to 　7.　this picture?” It was a picture of the smiling, gray-haired mother with a handwritten 　8.　at the bottom: “I love you still … come home!”

One day the daughter wandered into a rescue mission for a hot meal. She sat 　9.　listening to the service, all the while letting her 　10.　wander over to the bulletin board. There she saw the picture and thought, could that be my mother?

She couldn’t 　11.　until the service was over. She stood and went to look. It was her mother, and there were those words, “I love you still … come home!”　12.　she stood in front of the picture, she wept. It was too 　13.　to be true.

It was night, but she was so 　14.　by the message that she started walking home.　15.　the time she arrived it was early in the morning. She was afraid and 　16.　her way timidly. As she knocked, the door 　17.　open on its own. She thought someone must broken into the house. Concerned for her mother’s 　18.　, the young girl ran to the bedroom and shook her mother awake and said, “It’s me! It’s me! I’m home!”

The mother couldn’t believe her eyes. They fell into each other’s 　19.　. The daughter said, “I was so worried and thought someone had broken in.” The mother replied gently, “No, dear. From the day you left, that door has never been 　20.　.”

D

Here is what I have been told of the matter.

     In the spring of 1842, Marguerite was so weak, so different in her looks, that the doctors had ordered her to take the waters. She therefore set out for Bagneres.

     Among the other sufferers there, was the Duke's daughter who not only had the same complaint but a face so like Marguerite's that they could have been taken for sisters.  The fact was that the young Duchess was in the third stage of consumption and, only days after Marguerite's arrival, she passed away.

     One morning the Duke, who had remained at Bagneres caught sight of Marguerite as she turned a corner of a gravel walk.

It seemed as though he was seeing the spirit of his dead child and, going up to her, he took both her hands, embraced her tearfully and, without asking who she was, begged permission to call on her and to love in her person the living image of his dead daughter.

      Marguerite, alone at Bagneres with her maid, and in any case having nothing to lose by compromising herself, granted the Duke what he asked.

      Now there were a number of people at Bagneres who knew her, and they made a point of calling on the Duke to inform him of Marguerite's true situation. It was a terrible blow for the old man, for any resemblance with his daughter stopped there. But it was too late. The young woman had become an emotional necessity, his only excuse and his sole reason for living.

    He did not criticize her, he had no right to, but he did ask her if she felt that she could change her way of life, and, in exchange for this sacrifice, he would offer all the compensations she could want. She agreed.

It should be said that at this point Marguerite, who was by nature somewhat highly strung(excited and nervous), was seriously ill. Her past appeared to her to be one of the major causes of her illness, and a kind of superstition(迷信) led her to hope that God would allow her to keep her beauty and her health in exchange for her regret and shame.

And indeed the waters, the walks, healthy fatigue and sleep had almost restored her fully by the end of that summer.

      The Duke accompanied Marguerite to Paris, where he continued to call on her as at Bagneres.

      This connection, of which the true origin and true motive were known to no one,  gave rise here to a great deal of talk, since the Duke, known till now as an enormously wealthy man,  now began to acquire a name for the prodigality(挥霍).

67. Why did the Duke take Marguerite’s both hands when he saw her?

A. His daughter and Marguerite were once good friends.

B. Marguerite is his daughter’s spirit.

C. Marguerite resembles his daughter.

D. They haven’t seen each other for long.

68. What’s the right order of the events?

a. The Duke accompanied Marguerite to Paris.

b. Marguerite set out for Bagneres.

c. The Duke took Marguerite as his daughter.

d. The daughter of the Duke passed away.

e. Marguerite took a gravel walk

A. e-c-b-d-a                  B. c-d-e-b-a                  C. b-d-e-c-a                  D. d-a-c-b-e

69. From the passage we can guess that Marguerite _______.

A. doesn’t believe in God

B. was once a woman without a good fame

C. was strange to all the people in Bagners

D. kept her own way of life while living with the Duke

70. According to the passage, Marguerite went to Bagners _______.

A. just for a gravel walk                                          B. to find her sister

C. to visit the Duke                                                 D. for treatment