The clock struck eleven at night. The whole house was quiet. Everyone was in bed except me. Under the strong light, I looked sadly before a huge pile of troublesome stuff they call “books”.

I was going to have my examination the next day. "When can I go to bed?" I asked myself. I didn’t answer, in fact I dared not.

    The clock struck 12."Oh, dear!" I cried, "ten more books to read before I can go to bed!” We pupils are the most wretched creatures in the world. Dad does not agree with me on this. He did not have to work so hard when he was a boy."

    The clock struck one. I was quite hopeless now. I forgot all I had learnt. I was too tired to go on. I did the only thing I could. I prayed, “Oh, God, Please help me pass the exam tomorrow. I do promise to work hard afterwards, Amen.” My eyes were heavy, so heavy that I could hardly open them. A few minutes later, with my head on the desk, I fell asleep.

When the author was going over his lessons, all the others in the house were_____ .

   A. asleep                  B. working in bed 

 C. outside                 D. quietly laughing at him

 Reviewing his lessons didn’t help him because ________.    .

A. it was too late at night    

B. he was very tired

    C. his eyes lids were so heavy that he couldn’t keep them open

D. he hadn’t studied hard before the examination

What do you suppose happened to the author？

A. He went to a church to pray again

 B. He passed the exam by luck

 C. He failed in the exam           

D. He was punished by his teacher

The best title for the passage would be __________ .

 A. The Night Before the Examination     B. Working Far into the Night

C. A Slow Student                    D. Going Over My Lessons

阅读下面短文，掌握其大意，然后从41─60各题所给的四个选项（A、B、C和D）中选出最佳选项，并在答题卡上将该项涂黑。
“Father, I don’t like to go to school,” said Harry Williams one morning. “I wish you would let me stay at home. Charles Parker’s father doesn’t make him go to school.”
Mr Williams  36 his little boy by the hand, and said   37  to him, “Come, my son. I want to show you  38  in the garden.”
Harry walked into the garden with his   39  , who led him along until they came to a bed in which peas(豌豆) were growing. Not a weed(杂草) was to be  40  about their roots.
“See how beautifully these peas are   41, my son,” said Mr. Williams. “How clean and healthy the vines(藤) look. We shall have a good   42 . Now let me show you the vines in Mr. Parker’s garden.”
Mr. Williams then  43 Harry to look at Mr. Parker’s pea vines.
After a few moments, Mr. Williams asked, “Well, my son, what do you   44 Mr. Parker’s pea vines?”
“Oh, Father!” replied the little boy. “I never saw such  45 looking peas in my life! The weeds are nearly as  46 as the peas themselves. There won’t be half a crop!”
“  47  are they so much worse than ours, Harry?”
“Because they have been left to grow as they  48 . I suppose Mr. Parker just planted them, and never took any care of them  49 ”
“ Yes. A garden will soon be overrun with weeds  50  it is not taken good care of,” Mr. Williams  51 , “and so it is with the human garden. Children’s minds are like garden beds. They must be  52  cared for. I send you to school in order that the garden of your  53  may have good seeds(种子) and   54 plentifully. Now which would you  55 , to stay at home or go to school?”
“I would rather go to school,” said Harry.

The clock struck eleven at night. The whole house was quiet. Everyone was in bed except me. Under the strong light, I looked sadly before me at a huge pile of that troublesome stuff they call “books”.
I was going to have my examination the next day. “When can I go to bed?” I asked myself. I didn’t answer. In fact I dared not.
The clock struck twelve. “Oh, dear!” I cried. “Ten more books to read before I can go to bed!” We pupils are the most wretched creatures in the world. Dad does not agree with me on this. He did not have to work so hard when he was a boy.
The clock struck one. I was quite desperate（拼命）now. I forgot all I had learned. I was too tired to go on. I did the only thing I could. I prayed, “Oh God, please help me pass the exam tomorrow. I do promise to work hard afterwards, Amen.” My eyes were so heavy that I could hardly open them. A few minutes later, with my head on the desk, I fell asleep.
【小题1】The underlined word “wretched” in Paragraph 3 probably means _____.

About a year ago, I went to stay at a Detroit hotel. I didn’t want to carry too much money with me, so I asked the desk clerk(职员) to put a hundred dollar bill in the safe for me.
The next morning, however, the clerk said that he knew nothing about my money. I didn’t have any proof(证据) that I had given the man the money. There was clearly nothing left to do but to go to the nearest lawyer.
The lawyer advised me to return to the hotel with him and give another hundred-dollar bill to the desk. So we did. An hour later, I went back to the desk and asked for my money. Since I had the lawyer as an eyewitness to the second hundred-dollar bill, the clerk could not say he knew nothing about it.
Another hour later, I put the second part of the lawyer’s plan into action. This time both the lawyer and I went to the hotel to ask for the hundred-dollar bill once again. And when the clerk insisted that he had given it to me, I said it was not true. The lawyer said to him, “ I saw this gentleman give you a hundred-dollar bill. If you don’t hand it in immediately, I will be forced to call the policeman.” The clerk realized he had been cheated, so he gave me back the first hundred-dollar bill.
“I don’t know how to thank you enough for getting my money back.” I said to the lawyer. And what do you suppose he answered? He said, “oh, don’t thank me. That will be one hundred dollars, please.”
64.What do you think a “safe” is?
A.a box to put money or other valuables in  B.a desk at the checking counter
C.a drawer in which guests’ money is kept   D.a public purse to put money in
65.The clerk finally returned my money to me because________.
A.the lawyer had seen everything     B.he was afraid of going to prison
C.the bill was not real money              D.I had called the police
66.Which of the following would be the best title for the story?
A.How I lost my money!           B.Cheated by a clerk
C.Don’t believe in lawyers!          D.At a Detroit hotel
67.How much did the author lose in all?
A.100 dollars. B.200 dollars. C.300 dollars. D.400 dollars.

As a youngster, there was nothing I liked better than Sunday afternoons at my grandfather’s farm in western Pennsylvania. Surrounded by miles of winding stone walls, the house and field provided endless hours of fun for a city kid like me. I was used to tidy living rooms that seemed to whisper, "Not to be touched!"
I can still remember one afternoon when I was eight years old. Since my first visit to the farm, I had wanted more than anything to be allowed to climb the stone walls surrounding the houses. My parents would never approve. The walls were old; some stones were missing, others loose and falling. Still, my idea to climb across those walls grew so strong that finally, one spring afternoon, I had all my courage to enter the living room, where the adults had gathered after Sunday dinner.
"I, uh-I want to climb the stone walls," I said. Everyone looked up. "Can I climb the stone walls? "Immediately voices of disagreement went up from the women in the room. "Heavens, no!" You'll hurt yourself!" I wasn't too disappointed; the response was just as I'd expected. But before I could leave the room, I was stopped by my grandfather's loud voice. "Now hold on just a minute," I heard him say. "Let the boy climb the stone walls. He has to learn to do things for himself."
"Go," he said to me, "and come and see me when you get back." For the next two and a half hours I climbed those old walls -and had the time of my life. Later I met with my grandfather to tell him about my adventures. I'll never forget what he said. "Fred," he said, smiling, "You made this day a special day just by being yourself. Always remember, there's only one person in this whole world like you, and I like you exactly as you are."
Many years have passed since then, and today I host the television program Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood, seen by millions of children throughout America. There have been changes over the years, but one thing remains the same: my message to children at the end of almost every visit. "There's only one person in this whole world like you," the kids can count on hearing me say, "and people can like you exactly as you are.”
【小题1】When the writer was small, he lived        .