After Mom died, l began visiting Dad every morning before I went to work. He was frail and moved slowly, but he always had a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice on the kitchen table for me, along with an unsigned note reading," Drink your juice." Such a gesture, l knew, was as far as Dad had ever been able to go in expressing his love. In fact, l remember, as a kid I had questioned Mom "Why doesn't Dad love me?" Mom frowned, "Who said he doesn’t love you?" "Well, he never tells me, "I complained." He never tells me either," she said, smiling. " But look how hard he works to take care of us, to buy us food and clothes, and to pay for this house. That's how your father tells us he loves us. "
I nodded slowly. I understood in my head, but not in my heart. l still wanted my father to put his arms around me and tell me he loved me. Dad owned and operated a small scrap (片) metal business, and after school I often hung around while he worked. Dad handled scrap steel into a device that chopped it as cleanly as a butcher chops a rack of ribs. The machine looked like a giant pair of scissors, with blades thicker than my father's body. If he didn’t feed those terrifying blades just right, he risked serious injury. "Why don' t you hire someone to do that for you?" Mom asked Dad one night as she bent over him and rubbed his aching shoulders with a strong smelling liniment. "Why don’t you hire a cook?" Dad asked, giving her one of his rare smiles.
Many years later, during my first daily visit, after drinking the juice my father had squeezed for me. l walked over, hugged him and said, "I love you, Dad." From then on I did this every morning. My father never told me how he felt about my hugs, and there was never any expression on his face when I gave them.
【小题1】What would be the best title for the passage?

June is always a sad time for Senior Three students. After taking the big test, they leave to  31    their dreams in different ways. It’s hard time when students    32   to say goodbye to carefree high school days and close friends.

     People always say that teenage friendships are the most precious. Kids are too young to understand real friendship while adults    33   to relate it to fame and wealth.

     Things are    34   with high school best friends. We share each other’s secret. We discuss news from all walks of life and begin to    35   our values. We support each other on the journey to the biggest    36    in our lives. We also share success and failure. The seeds of friendship become deeply rooted.

     Many of us don’t realize this ­­­   37    we enter society. One of my friends, Yang Ping,    38   how strong the bond with high school friends could be. “ It was my high school friend who helped me    get    39   the darkest days in my life,” said the 27-year-old girl.

     In 2001 Yang lost her job in Beijing. Yang’s best friend was staying in a college dormitory and took her in. Each night the two girls squeezed into a narrow single bed, chatting and crying. “I’ll never forget her care and encouragement, which supported me out of the darkness,” said Yang.

     I    40    remember my last days in Senior 3. At the time, I    41    a 20-page message with my best friend, both of us hoping to keep the friendship    42    forever.

     But we didn’t realize we were already deep in each other’s    43    . During the past ten years, whenever I’ve needed help or wanted to pour out my    44   , she has always been there at the other end of a telephone line.

    It is true that friends come and go. But never forget the ones who have been there for you. Take a closer look at those now around you, they could be the most precious     45   you discover in your entire life.

1.A. realize            B. create       C. depend       D. finish

2.A.decide              B. volunteer        C. have         D. begin

3.A. attempt            B. tend             C. plan             D. manage

4. A. similar           B. same             C. like             D. different

5.A. weigh          B. make             C. measure      D. shape

6.A. challenge          B. trouble      C. question         D. problem

7.A. unless             B. after            C. until        D. but

8. A. experienced       B. appreciated      C. considered  D. thought

9.A. into               B. out          C. through      D. across

10.A. yet               B. even         C. already          D. still

11.A. changed           B. exchanged    C. turned       D. discussed

12. A. running              B. going        C. advancing    D. marching13.A. head               B. brain          C. spirit           D. heart

14.A. unhappiness       B. happiness        C. disaster         D. joy

15.A. period            B. treasure         C. wonder       D. image

June is always a sad time for Senior Three students. After taking the big test, they leave to  31    their dreams in different ways. It’s hard time when students    32  to say goodbye to carefree high school days and close friends.
People always say that teenage friendships are the most precious. Kids are too young to understand real friendship while adults    33  to relate it to fame and wealth.
Things are    34  with high school best friends. We share each other’s secret. We discuss news from all walks of life and begin to    35  our values. We support each other on the journey to the biggest    36   in our lives. We also share success and failure. The seeds of friendship become deeply rooted.
Many of us don’t realize this ­­­   37   we enter society. One of my friends, Yang Ping,    38  how strong the bond with high school friends could be. “ It was my high school friend who helped me    get    39  the darkest days in my life,” said the 27-year-old girl.
In 2001 Yang lost her job in Beijing. Yang’s best friend was staying in a college dormitory and took her in. Each night the two girls squeezed into a narrow single bed, chatting and crying. “I’ll never forget her care and encouragement, which supported me out of the darkness,” said Yang.
I    40   remember my last days in Senior 3. At the time, I    41   a 20-page message with my best friend, both of us hoping to keep the friendship    42   forever.
But we didn’t realize we were already deep in each other’s    43   . During the past ten years, whenever I’ve needed help or wanted to pour out my    44  , she has always been there at the other end of a telephone line.
It is true that friends come and go. But never forget the ones who have been there for you. Take a closer look at those now around you, they could be the most precious     45  you discover in your entire life.

“Keep an eye on Esther. I’ll be back in a second,” Joy Warren said to her three-year-old son Stephen, who was sitting in the back of the Buick. She didn’t like leaving the children alone in the car, but the baby was sleeping soundly. And it would only be a moment.

   She had hardly walked 40 yards when she saw the car moving. It headed straight towards the river. Unable to swim, Joy shouted, “My babies are in that car!”

Daniel Whitehead, a 17-year-old student, was walking by the river when the Buick crashed into the water just yards ahead .Without thinking, Daniel jumped in. Though a competitive swimmer, he was shocked by the icy chill.  

Two minutes earlier, Skip Womack had pulled to a halt as the Buick ran in front of him. Now seeing it hit the water and hearing Joy’s cries, Skip got out of his truck and jumped into the water. He had only one thought: If I don’t get them out, they’ll drown.

Daniel reached the car and grabbed a door handle. But the water was only four inches beneath the window, and the door wouldn’t open. With one powerful punch, Daniel and Skip broke a window. Daniel reached inside and lifted Stephen out. He placed him on his back and set out for shore. At the same time, Skip squeezed himself through the window .He managed to free Esther from beneath her seat belt. After he got out of the car with the baby, he held her over the water and swam toward the shore. All this took place just seconds before the Buick disappeared beneath the water.

Later, driving home, Skip thought of his wife and children—how close he’d come to leaving them behind. He thought of the miracle he’d lived through, and how two children were still alive because he and Daniel happened to be in the right place at the right time.

Why did Joy leave her children in the car?

A. He did not like shopping with a child in hand.

B. She didn’t like waking up her baby.

C. Stephen was big enough to take care of his sister.

D. It was icy cold outside.

Daniel and Skip, who saved the lives of the two kids, _____.

A. had been good friends

B. were two close friends of Joy Warren’s

C. were Joy Warren’s neighbors

D. were strangers before the accident

How did Daniel get Stephen out of danger?

A. He squeezed into the car and carried him out.

B. He pulled him out through the broken window.

C. He freed him from his seatbelt before he got him out.

D. He held him over the water and swam back to shore.

What happened to Joy Warren’s Buick?

A. It had four inches of water in it.

B. One of its windows could not be opened.

C. It was pulled out of water and set on the shore.

D. It sank to the bottom of the river.

How did Skip feel in his way home?

A. He felt lucky to be still alive after having saved the lives of two kids.

B. He missed his wife and children, whom he left behind in the morning.

C. He felt very thankful to Daniel, without whom he would not have made it.

D. He wondered how he and Daniel could be in the right place at the right time.

After Mom died, l began visiting Dad every morning before I went to work. He was frail and moved slowly, but he always had a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice on the kitchen table for me, along with an unsigned note reading," Drink your juice." Such a gesture, l knew, was as far as Dad had ever been able to go in expressing his love. In fact, l remember, as a kid I had questioned Mom "Why doesn't Dad love me?" Mom frowned, "Who said he doesn’t love you?" "Well, he never tells me, "I complained." He never tells me either," she said, smiling. " But look how hard he works to take care of us, to buy us food and clothes, and to pay for this house. That's how your father tells us he loves us. "

I nodded slowly. I understood in my head, but not in my heart. l still wanted my father to put his arms around me and tell me he loved me. Dad owned and operated a small scrap (片) metal business, and after school I often hung around while he worked. Dad handled scrap steel into a device that chopped it as cleanly as a butcher chops a rack of ribs. The machine looked like a giant pair of scissors, with blades thicker than my father's body. If he didn’t feed those terrifying blades just right, he risked serious injury. "Why don' t you hire someone to do that for you?" Mom asked Dad one night as she bent over him and rubbed his aching shoulders with a strong smelling liniment. "Why don’t you hire a cook?" Dad asked, giving her one of his rare smiles.

Many years later, during my first daily visit, after drinking the juice my father had squeezed for me. l walked over, hugged him and said, "I love you, Dad." From then on I did this every morning. My father never told me how he felt about my hugs, and there was never any expression on his face when I gave them.

1.What would be the best title for the passage?

A．My father never loved me                B．I just couldn't understand my father

C．My hard-working father                  D．Silent fatherly love

2.The author’s father always prepared a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice for him because____.

A．that was the author's favorite

B．that was a gesture of love

C．the author was always complaining

D．he was sure the author would be thirsty

3.The author’s father didn’t hire a helper because________.              .

A．he wanted to save money

B．his job required high skills

C．his job was too dangerous

D．he was not good at communicating with others

4.We may infer from the passage that _______.

A．the author's father lacked a sense of humor

B．the author's-father didn't love him very much

C．the author quite understood his father as time went on

D．the author's father was too strict with him