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听力(共两节，满分30分)
第一节(共5小题；每小题1.5分，满分7.5分)
听下面5段对话。每段对话后有一道小题，从每题给的A、B、C三个选项中选出最佳选项。听完每段对话后，你将有10秒钟的时间来回答有关小题和阅读下一小题。每段对话你将听一遍。
W：David, so you are taller than Smith．
M：That’s right．
But I’m shorter than Tom．
1．Who is the shortest of the three?
A．Tom．
B．David．
C．Smith．
M：Pop music is really boring to all people．
W：I can’t agree with you．Most of the young people enjoy it．
M：Simply because they are too young．
2．Who is the man?
A．He is a young man．
B．Maybe he is an old man．
C．He is a pop music lover．
M：Mary, have you found a job at the market?
W：No, I wish I were a boy．
3．What does the woman imply?
A．A boy is stronger than a girl．
B．A boy can find a job more easily than a girl．
C．She doesn’t like to be a girl．
W：How many eggs did you buy from the supermarket this morning?
M：A dozen．But four were broken on my way home．
4．How many eggs does the man have now?
A．12．
B．4．
C．8．
W：What do you think of the football game we watched last night?
M：It is no better than the one we are watching now．
5．What can we learn from the conversation?
A．Neither of the football games is good．
B．Both of the football games are good．
C．The football game they are watching is better than the one they watched last night．
第二节(共15小题；每小题1.5分，满分22.5分)
听下面5段对话或独白。每段对话或独白后有几道小题，从每题所给的A、B、C三个选项中选出最佳选项。听每段对话或独白前，你将有5秒钟时间阅读每小题。听完后，每小题将给出5秒钟的作答时间。每段对话或独白你将听两遍。
听第6段材料，回答第6～7题。
M：The American pop star Jackson is in our city．
W：That’s great．
M：I’m very fond of Jackson, so are my parents and my sister．
W：Are you going to the Jackson’s concert?
M：Yes．My family will go there．I’m going to buy tickets for tonight’s concert．
W：Why not buy a ticket for me?I’m busy now, I have to type two letters for my boss, David．
M：With pleasure．
W：100 yuan, please．
M：Oh, your change, twenty yuan, here you are．
6．How many tickets will the man possibly buy for tonight’s Jackson’s concert?
A．One．
B．Two．
C．Five．
7．What job does the woman probably do?
A．Doctor．
B．Secretary．
C．Manager．
听第7段材料，回答第8～9题。
M：Sit down, please, take it easy．What is your name, please?
W：Alice．
M：What is the matter?Madam?
W：My house was broken into last night．
M：Can you describe what happened last night?
W：Yes．At six o’clock, my husband and I left home to attend a friend’s birthday’s party．We didn’t get home until mid-night．When I opened the door, we found that someone had entered our house by the window．
M：Have you got anything stolen?
W：Yes．My diamond necklace is gone, so are my computer and two valuable vases．
M：Can you tell me anything more?
W：Oh, the man living opposite our house said he had heard a sound of glass being broken at about eleven．After a while, he saw a tall man with long hair came out of my house．
M：Well, we will look into the case right away．If we have any news, we will let you know．
8．What in the man in the conversation?
A．A policeman．
B．Alice’s husband．
C．Alice’s neighbor．
9．When was the woman’s house broken into?
A．At twelve last night．
B．At around 11 last night．
C．At seven yesterday evening．
听第8段材料，回答第10～12题。
M：Susan, is your cousin beautiful?
W：No, she is not as good-looking as you thought．She is an ordinary girl．But she is very tall．You are taller than I, but she is even taller than you．
M：Does she use any make-up?
W：No, she doesn’t like to．She is very natural．
M：Does she have a good figure?
W：I don’t think so．But she looks very healthy．She is also very lively and very lovely．
M：Do you like her because of that?
W：That’s not the main reason．I like her because she is gentle and understanding．
M：Oh, everyone likes such a girl．
W：Yes．And she always wears a sweet smile．
M：I see．No wonder you’re always talking about her．
10．What did the man used to think of Susan’s cousin?
A．Very beautiful．
B．Common．
C．Gentle．
11．Who is the shortest of the three people?
A．Susan．
B．The man．
C．Susan’s cousin．
12．What is the main reason for Susan’s liking her cousin?
A．Because Susan’s cousin is very tall．
B．Because Susan’s cousin is very healthy．
C．Because Susan’s cousin is gentle and understanding．
听第9段材料，回答第13～16题。
M：Mrs Speneer, what time is Mr Black’s flight expected to arrive at Boston Airport?
W：Around 2 p．m．sir．Will you go with the company car to meet him?
M：Yes．So I’d better leave here no later than now．How about the hotel for Mr Black and his party?
W：I made the reservations for them last week and checked again yesterday, to be sure everything is ready．
M：Including the welcome room for tonight’s reception．
W：That’s right．The manager promised me that everything would be exactly as we have requested．
M：Excellent．I want everything to be the very best．
W：I’m sure it will be．That manager has never let us down yet．
M：We want to make a good impression．Not just to be sure that this business deal is a success, but pay back the wonderful treatment we received from them in Tokyo last year．
13．What is the man going to do?
A．Take a flight for Japan．
B．Drive the woman to the hotel．
C．Meet a guest at the airport．
14．Where will Mr Black stay after his arrival?
A．At a hotel．
B．At the man’s house．
C．At the woman’s house．
15．What will take place that evening?
A．Mr Black’s arrival．
B．A hotel reception．
C．A business meeting．
16．Why does the man want to make a good impression?
A．To repay Mr Black’s kindness．
B．To get invited back to Tokyo．
C．To increase the hotels business．
听第10段材料，回答第17～20题。
Bill, Ed and Arnold are three musicians who are discussing ways in which they will perform together on stage in front of an audience．Bill says, “Here’s what I have in mind, when the curtain goes up, I’ll come out and play the violin．Then the curtain goes the piano．Then the curtain goes down．Then the curtain goes up．．．”
“Wait a minute, ”interrupt the other two．“What are we supposed to do?”Bill says．“The curtain doesn’t go up and down by itself．”
17．What instrument do Ed and Arnold play?
A．The violin．
B．The piano．
C．Unknown．
18．According to Bill, who will be performing on the stage?
A．Ed and Arnold．
B．Bill, Arnold and Ed．
C．Bill．
19．Who asked the question, “What are we supposed to do?”
A．Bill and Ed．
B．Ed and Arnold．
C．Bill, Ed and Arnold．
20．According to Bill, what will Ed do?
A．Pull the curtain up and down．
B．Play he instruments with the other two．
C．Play an instrument by himself．
Buddy seldom saw either of his parents. But he was happy where he was and he had many kindly
relatives, among whom Miss Sook was by far his best friend. Before Christmas, Buddy's father had
managed to get legal custody(法定监护) of him for this Christmas. So, he had a new suit, with a card
pinned with his name and address and made the trip alone, by bus, to New Orleans.
Several things occurred that kept me awake the whole night. First, the footfalls, the noise of my father
running up and down the stairs, breathing heavily, I had to see what he was up to. So I hid and watched.
There was a Christmas tree and the fireplace downstairs. Moreover, I could see my father. He was
crawling around under the tree arranging a pyramid of packages. I felt dizzy, for what I saw forced me to
reconsider everything. If these were presents intended for me, then obviously they had not been ordered
by the Lord and delivered by Santa Claus; no, they were gifts bought and wrapped by my father,which
meant that my rotten little cousin Billy Bob and other rotten kids like him weren't lying when they laughed
at me and told me there was no Santa Claus. The worst thought was: Had Sook known the truth, and lied
to me? No, Sook would never lie to me. She believed. It was just that-well, though she was
sixty-something, in some ways she was at least as much of a child as I was.
I waited until I was sure he was in bed and sound asleep. Then I crept downstairs and examined the
tags attached to each of the packages. They all said: "For Buddy." I decided to open the packages: It
was Christmas morning. I was awake, so why not? I won't bother to describe what was inside them: just
shirts and sweaters and dull stuff like that. The only thing I appreciated was a toy gun. Somehow I got the
idea it would be fun to waken my father by firing it. So I did. Bang. Bang. Bang. He raced out of his room, wild-eyed, Bang. Bang. Bang. "Buddy-what the hell do you think you're doing?" Bang. Bang. Bang. "Stop that!" I laughed. "Look, Daddy. Look at all wonderful things Santa Claus brought me."
Calm now, he walked into the room and hugged me. "You like what Santa Claus brought you?"
I smiled at him. He smiled at me. There was a tender lingering (逗留不去的) moment, damaged when I said: "Yes. But what are you going to give me, Daddy?" His smile evaporated. His eyes narrowed
suspiciously-you could see that he thought I was pulling some kind of trick. But then he blushed, as though he was ashamed to be thinking what he was thinking. He patted my head, and coughed and said: "Well, I
thought I'd wait and let you pick out something you wanted. Is there anything particular you want?"
I reminded him of the airplane we had seen in the toy store on Canal Street. His face sagged. Oh, yes, he
remembered the airplane and how expensive it was. Nevertheless, the next day I was sitting in that
airplane dreaming I was zooming toward heaven while my father wrote out a check for a happy salesman, who promised to help ship the plane on the bus.
But I wasn't free of New Orleans yet. The problem was a large bottle of wine; maybe it was because of
my departure, but anyway my father had been drinking it all day, and on the way to the bus station, he
scared me by grabbing my wrist and harshly whispering: "I'm not going to let you go. I can't let you go back to that crazy family in that crazy old house. Just look at what they've done to you. A boy six, almost
seven, talking about Santa Claus! It's all their fault, all those sour old spinsters with their Bibles and their
knitting needles, those drunken uncles. Listen to me, Buddy. There is no God! There is no Santa Claus.
" He was squeezing my wrist so hard that it ached. "Kiss me. Please. Please. Kiss me. Tell your daddy
that you love him." But I couldn't speak. I was terrified I was going to miss my bus. And I was worried
about my plane, which was strapped to the top of the taxi. "Say it: 'I love you.' Say it. Please. Buddy. Say
it."
It was lucky for me that our taxi-driver was a good-hearted man. Because if it hadn't been for his help, and the help of some efficient porters and a friendly policeman, I don't know what would have happened
when we reached the station. My father was so drunk he could hardly walk, but the policeman talked to
him, quieted him down, helped him to stand straight, and the taxi-man promised to take him safely home.
But my father would not leave until he had seen the porters put me on the bus.
Once I was on the bus, I crouched in a seat and shut my eyes. I felt the strangest pain. A crushing pain
that hurt everywhere. I thought if I took off my heavy city shoes, those crucifying monsters, the agony
would ease. I took them off, but the mysterious pain did not leave me. In a way it never has; never will.
Twelve hours later I was home in bed. The room was dark. Sook was sitting beside me, rocking in a
rocking chair, a sound as soothing (令人舒畅的) as ocean waves. I had tried to tell her everything that
had happened, and only stopped when I was hoarse (嘶哑的) as a howling dog. She stroked her fingers
through my hair, and said: "Of course there is a Santa Clause. It's just that no single somebody could do
all he has to do. So the Lord has spread the task among us all. That's why everybody is Santa Claus. I am. You are. Even you cousin Billy Bob. Now go to sleep. Count stars. Think of the quietest thing. Like snow. I'm sorry you didn't get to see any. But now snow is falling through the stars-" Stars sparkled, snow whirled inside my head; the last thing I remembered was the peaceful voice of the Lord telling me something I
must do. And the next day I did it. I went with Sook to the post office and bought a penny postcard. That same postcard exists today. It was found in my father's safety deposit box when he died last year. Here is what I had written him: Hello pop hope you are well I am and I am turning to pedal my plane so fast I will
soon be in the sky so keep your eyes open and yes I love you Buddy.
B. He thought his son should have known all the presents were sent by him, not Santa Claus.
C. It was difficult for him to accept that his son is so greedy.
D. He was ashamed of not knowing what his son liked.
B Buddy's father and Miss Sook were people of different personalities.
C. Buddy still held the belief that there was Santa Claus.
D. Buddy finally mailed a postcard to his father.
B. Miss Sook had no idea of Santa Clause, and lied to Buddy.
C. Father loved Buddy very much and prepared a lot of gifts for him.
D. Buddy was afraid of his father for they had been separated long time.
B. clever
C. naughty
D. trusted
B. A Christmas Memory
C. How to Celebrate Christmas in a Meaningful Way?
D. A Christmas of a Divorced Family
years, Buddy seldom saw either of his parents. But he was happy where he was and he had many
kindly relatives, among whom Miss Sook was by far his best friend. Before Christmas, Buddy's
father had managed to get legal custody(法定监护) of him for this Christmas. So, he had a new
suit, with a card pinned with his name and address and made the trip alone, by bus, to New
Orleans.
Several things occurred that kept me awake the whole night. First, the footfalls, the noise of my father
running up and down the stairs, breathing heavily, I had to see what he was up to. So I hid and watched.
There was a Christmas tree and the fireplace downstairs. Moreover, I could see my father. He was
crawling around under the tree arranging a pyramid of packages. I felt dizzy, for what I saw forced me to
reconsider everything. If these were presents intended for me, then obviously they had not been ordered
by the Lord and delivered by Santa Claus; no, they were gifts bought and wrapped by my father. Which
meant that my rotten little cousin Billy Bob and other rotten kids like him weren't lying when they laughed
at me and told me there was no Santa Claus. The worst thought was: Had Sook known the truth, and lied
to me? No, Sook would never lie to me. She believed. It was just that-well, though she was
sixty-something, in some ways she was at least as much of a child as I was.
I waited until I was sure he was in bed and sound asleep. Then I crept downstairs and examined the
tags attached to each of the packages. They all said: "For Buddy." I decided to open the packages: It
was Christmas morning. I was awake, so why not? I won't bother to describe what was inside them: just
shirts and sweaters and dull stuff like that. The only thing I appreciated was a toy gun. Somehow I got the
idea it would be fun to waken my father by firing it. So I did. Bang. Bang. Bang. He raced out of his room, wild-eyed, Bang. Bang. Bang. "Buddy-what the hell do you think you're doing? Bang. Bang. Bang. "Stop
that!" I laughed. " Look, Daddy. Look at all wonderful things Santa Claus brought me."
Calm now, he walked into the room and hugged me. "You like what Santa Claus brought you?"
I smiled at him. He smiled at me. There was a tender lingering (逗留不去的) moment, damaged
when I said: "Yes. But what are you going to give me, Daddy?" His smile evaporated. His eyes narrowed
suspiciously-you could see that he thought I was pulling some kind of trick. But then he blushed, as
though he was ashamed to be thinking what he was thinking. He patted my head, and coughed and said: "Well, I thought I'd wait and let you pick out something you wanted. Is there anything particular you
want?"
I reminded him of the airplane we had seen in the toy store on Canal Street. His face sagged. Oh,
yes, he remembered the airplane and how expensive it was. Nevertheless, the next day I was sitting in
that airplane dreaming I was zooming toward heaven while my father wrote out a check for a happy
salesman, who promised to help ship the plane on the bus.
But I wasn't free of New Orleans yet. The problem was a large bottle of wine; maybe it was because
of my departure, but anyway my father had been drinking it all day, and on the way to the bus station, he
scared me by grabbing my wrist and harshly whispering: "I'm not going to let you go. I can't let you go
back to that crazy family in that crazy old house. Just look at what they've done to you. A boy six, almost
seven, talking about Santa Claus! It's all their fault, all those sour old spinsters with their Bibles and their
knitting needles, those drunken uncles. Listen to me, Buddy. There is no God! There is no Santa Claus."
He was squeezing my wrist so hard that it ached. "Kiss me. Please. Please. Kiss me. Tell your daddy
that you love him." But I couldn't speak. I was terrified I was going to miss my bus. And I was worried
about my plane, which was strapped to the top of the taxi. "Say it: 'I love you.' Say it. Please. Buddy. Say
it."
It was lucky for me that our taxi-driver was a good-hearted man. Because if it hadn't been for his help, and the help of some efficient porters and a friendly policeman, I don't know what would have happened
when we reached the station. My father was so drunk he could hardly walk, but the policeman talked to
him, quieted him down, helped him to stand straight, and the taxi-man promised to take him safely home.
But my father would not leave until he had seen the porters put me on the bus.
Once I was on the bus, I crouched in a seat and shut my eyes. I felt the strangest pain. A crushing pain
that hurt everywhere. I thought if I took off my heavy city shoes, those crucifying monsters, the agony
would ease. I took them off, but the mysterious pain did not leave me. In a way it never has; never will.
Twelve hours later I was home in bed. The room was dark. Sook was sitting beside me, rocking in a
rocking chair, a sound as soothing (令人舒畅的) as ocean waves. I had tried to tell her everything that
had happened, and only stopped when I was hoarse (嘶哑的) as a howling dog. She stroked her fingers
through my hair, and said: "Of course there is a Santa Clause. It's just that no single somebody could do
all he has to do. So the Lord has spread the task among us all. That's why everybody is Santa Claus. I
am. You are. Even you cousin Billy Bob. Now go to sleep. Count stars. Think of the quietest thing. Like
snow. I'm sorry you didn't get to see any. But now snow is falling through the stars-" Stars sparkled,
snow whirled inside my head; the last thing I remembered was the peaceful voice of the Lord telling me
something I must do. And the next day I did it. I went with Sook to the post office and bought a penny
postcard. That same postcard exists today. It was found in my father's safety deposit box when he died
last year. Here is what I had written him: Hello pop hope you are well I am and I am turning to
pedal my plane so fast I will soon be in the sky so keep your eyes open and yes I love you Buddy.
B. He thought his son should have known all the presents were sent by him, not Santa Claus.
C. It was difficult for him to accept that his son is so greedy.
D. He was ashamed of not knowing what his son liked.
B. His father was very drunk and had difficulty returning home.
C. He didn't say "I love you" to his father.
D. He had an argument with his father at home.
B. Buddy's father and Miss Sook were people of different personalities.
C. Buddy still held the belief that there was Santa Claus.
D. Buddy finally mailed a postcard to his father.
B. Miss had no idea of Santa Clause, and lied to Buddy.
C. Father loved Buddy very much and prepared a lot of gifts for him.
D. Buddy was afraid of his father for they had been separated long time.
B. clever
C. naughty
D. trusted
B. A Christmas Memory
C. How to Celebrate Christmas in a Meaningful Way?
D. A Christmas of a Divorced Family
He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, while he was so normal. At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, and she thought to herself, “Please let me go home… ”
Suddenly he asked the waiter, “Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee. ” Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but, still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously, “Why do you have this hobby?” He replied, “When I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee. I always think of my childhood and hometown.” While saying that, tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. A man who can tell out his homesickness, must be a man who has responsibility of home. Then she started to speak about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family.
That was a really nice beginning of their story. They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her damands. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thank to his salty coffee! They got married. Every time she made coffee, she put some salt in the coffee, as she know that’s the way he liked it.
After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said, “My dearest, please forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you—the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I went ahead. I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything. I'm afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth; I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste. But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. If I call live for a second time. I still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again.”
Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her, “What's the taste of salty coffee?” she replied. “sweet,”
1.The reason why the woman wanted to leave is that _______．
A．the man was normal while the woman was outstanding
B．the woman was too nervous to stay
C．the woman felt uncomfortable to be with the man
D．the man asked for salty coffee
2.Why did she think the salty coffee tasted sweet?
A．Because the salty coffee represented her husband's endless love for her．
B．Because she mistook the sugar for salt．
C．Because her husband switched salt with sugar in her coffee．
D．Because the salty coffee was a white lie with a good intention．
3.What can we learn from the man's letter?
A．The man wasn't brave enough to tell the truth because he was scared of the woman,
B．The man had never thought of telling the truth before he was dying．
C．The man fell in love with the salty coffee gradually after many years of taking it out of his love for his wife．
D．The man would still, choose to drink salty coffee if he had to know and have her through it．
4.In what way does the writer develop this story?
A．Cause and effect． B．Problem reasoning．
C．The time order． D．Statistics analyzing,
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听力测试(共20小题；每小题1.5分，满分30分)
第一节?
听下面5段对话。每段对话后有一个小题，从题中所给的A、B、C三个选项中选出最佳选项。听完每段对话后，你都有10秒钟的时间来回答有关小题和阅读下一小题。每段对话仅读一遍。
W：Could you tell me the way to the hospital?
M：I’m sorry I’m a stranger here myself．You can ask the policeman over there．
1．Why doesn’t the man tell the woman the way to the hospital?
A．Because he is a stranger to the city．
B．Because he doesn’t want to tell her the way．
C．Because he doesn’t feel like talking with her．
W：Where is the post office?
M：Just walk down this street．It’s only ten minutes’ walk from here．You will find it on your right．
2．Where are the two speakers?
A．They are in an office．
B．They are in the street．
C．They are at home．
W：Would you mind if I borrowed your dictionary?
M：I’m sorry, but I’m using it now．
3．Why doesn’t the man lend his dictionary to the woman?
A．Because he is using it．
B．Because he hasn’t brought it with him．
C．Because he doesn’t want to lend it to the woman．
W：Do you mind if I use your rubber?
M：Of course not．Go ahead, please!
4．What does the woman want to borrow from the man?
A．A dictionary．
B．A pen．
C．A rubber．
W：Would you like me to carry this box for you?
M：No, thanks．I can manage it myself．
5．What does the woman offer to do?
A．To wash some clothes for the man．
B．To carry the box for the man．
C．To look after the child for the man．
第二节?
听下面5段对话或独白。每段对话或独白后有几个小题，从题中所给的A、B、C三个选项中选出最佳选项。听每段对话或独白前，你将有时间阅读各个小题，每小题5秒钟；听完后，各小题将给出5秒钟的作答时间。每段对话或独白读两遍。
听第6段材料，回答第6～7题。
W：What’s the matter, Peter? You don’t look very happy．
M：I’m not．I’m worried about my English．
W：What’s the problem?
M：I’m not practicing enough．
W：Why not?
M：Well, it’s difficult to meet English people．
W：You should go out more．
M：Where should I go?
W：You should go to bars．You should join a club．
M：But English people never speak to me．
W：Ah! You should speak first．
M：What can I talk about?
W：The weather! English people are always interested in the weather．
6．What are the two speakers talking about?
A．English．
B．Hobby．
C．Weather．
7．What is Peter worried about?
A．English people．
B．His English．
C．Going out．
听第7段材料，回答第8～10题。
M：Today is the twelfth of August．In another four days it will be my sister Mary’s birthday．We will have a party．Would you please come and join us, Jean?
W：What time will the party begin?
M：At twenty to two．
W：My sister is coming to see me from Shanghai at 1∶20 that afternoon．I’ve got to meet her at the station, so I’m afraid I’ll be late for the party．
M：That’s all right．Do come please．
W：Sure．
8．When is Mary’s birthday?
A．On August 15th．
B．On August 16th．
C．On August 12th．
9．What time will the party begin?
A．At 2∶00 p. m．
B．At 2∶20 p. m．
C．At 1∶40 p. m．
10．Will Jean come to the party?
A．No, she won’t, because she’ll meet her sister at the station．
B．Yes, she will, but she will be late for the party．
C．Not sure．Perhaps she won’t be able to come．
听第8段材料，回答第11～13题。
M：Madam, come and look at this china．It’s beautiful, isn’t it？
W：Yes, it is．I haven’t seen anything like this for years．
M：Ladies always like the china more than the weapons．
W：Tell me something about it, please．
M：Well, you see, all these pieces of china belong to the same set．A king gave it to the Duke in 1819, and pictures on the china tell the story of the Duke’s life．
W：You know a lot about the things in the museum, don’t you? Have you worked here long?
M：Oh yes, I’ve worked here for a long time．I’ve been here since the opening of the museum．I’ve been here for ten years．
11．Where are the speakers?
A．At a museum．
B．In a shop．
C．In a school．
12．What are they talking about?
A．A country．
B．A china．
C．A gun．
13．How long has the man worked here?
A．Two years．
B．Five years．
C．Ten years．
听第9段材料，回答第14～16题。
W：I’m sorry you had to wait so long．
M：That’s all right．Was the boy hurt badly?
W：No．After I cleaned his head, he felt much better．So did his mother．The blood had frightened her．
M：She probably thought it was much worse than it really was．
W：Yes, mothers are always worried about their children．Now, what’s the matter with you?
M：I’ve just got a headache．I feel weak．I really feel terrible．
W：I’m sorry to hear that．Let me examine you．
14．What’s the relationship between the two speakers?
A．Mother and son．
B．Teacher and parent．
C．Doctor and patient．
15．Who probably thought it was much worse than it really was?
A．The child．
B．The mother of the boy．
C．Everyone there．
16．What’s the matter with the man?
A．He has a headache and feels bad．
B．He is frightened at the blood．
C．He hurt himself on the head．
听第10段材料，回答第17～20题。
A young father was visiting an old neighbor．They were standing in the old man’s garden and talking about children．The young man asked, “How strict should parents be with their children?” The old man pointed to a string between a big, strong tree and a thin, young one．“Please untie that string, ” he said．The young man untied it, and the young tree bent over to one side．“Now tie it again, please, ” said the old man．“But first pull the string tight so that the young tree is straight again．” The young man did so．Then the old man said, “There, it is the same with children．You must be strict with them, but sometimes you must untie the string to
see how they are getting on．If they are not yet able to stand alone, you must tie the string tight again．But when you find that they are ready to stand alone, you can take the string away．”
17．What was the young father doing?
A．He was looking after his child．
B．He was paying a visit to an old neighbor．
C．He was working with an old neighbor．
18．What were they talking about?
A．Children．
B．Their houses．
C．Their trees．
19．Why did the young tree bend over to one side?
A．Because it was pulled by a string．
B．Because it was dying．
C．Because it was too thin to stand straight alone．
20．What did the young father learn from the old man?
A．He needn’t be strict with children．
B．He learned how strict parents should be with their children．
C．He learned how to plant a tree．