When I was young, I really doubted whether there was love between my parents. Every day they were busy earning money so that they could   41  the high tuition my brother and I needed. They didn’t   42  in the romantic ways that I read in books or saw on TV.

One day, Mom was sewing a quilt（被子）. I  43 sat down beside her. “Mom, I have a  44  here,” I said after a while. “Is there love between you and Dad?” I asked her in a very　45 voice.

Mom stopped her work and raised her head with   46  in her eyes. She didn’t answer immediately. She bent her head and continued to sew the quilt. I was   47  if I had hurt her. I was in great embarrassment and I was at a loss what to do. But at last she said, very   48  , “Susan, look at this   49 . Sometimes it appears, but most of it disappears in the quilt. The thread really makes the quilt strong and lasting. If   50  is a quilt, then love should be a thread. It can hardly be seen, but it’s really there.   51  is inside.”

I listened carefully but I couldn’t understand her until years later.

One day, Dad accidentally got　  52  while on duty. Ever since then he could no longer　  53　properly. Every morning and dusk Mom would help Dad walk slowly on the country road. Along the country road, there were beautiful flowers, green grass and trees. The leaves were gently glistening（发光）   54  the sun shining upon them. All of these made up the most beautiful   55  in the world.

“Dad, how are you feeling now?” I asked him one day. “Susan, don’t worry about me,” he said gently. “I just like walking with your mom. I like this kind of life.” Looking into his eyes, I  56　what they meant.

The doctor had said Dad would   57 in two months. But that day never came. He   58 away in peace.

59 I thought love meant flowers, gifts and sweet kisses. But from this   60 , I understand that love is just a thread in the quilt of our life, which makes life strong and warm…

1.                A．afford          B．cost            C．spend    D．offer

2.                A．go             B．live            C．act  D．walk

3.                A．happily         B．silently         C．secretly  D．nervously

4.                A．request        B．problem        C．message  D．question

5.                A．loud           B．light           C．low  D．clear

6.                A．surprise        B．anger          C．stress    D．horror

7.                A．amazed         B．confused        C．shocked  D．ashamed

8.                A．quickly         B．excitedly        C．bitterly   D．gently

9.                A．quilt           B．needle         C．thread   D．sewing

10.               A．belief          B．work           C．experience D．life

11.               A．Warmth        B．Thread         C．Cotton    D．Love

12.               A．tired           B．drunk          C．ill    D．injured

13.               A．talk            B．walk           C．work D．think

14.               A．with           B．as             C．for   D．by

15.               A．signs           B．symbols        C．pictures   D．reflections

16.               A．read           B．doubted        C．translated  D．recognized

17.               A．retire          B．recover        C．regain D．remove

18.               A．passed         B．escaped        C．faded D．turned

19.               A．Again          B．Once          C．Then D．Later

20.               A．word          B．account        C．experience D．accident

When I was young, I really doubted whether there was love between my parents. Every day they were busy earning money so that they could   41  the high tuition my brother and I needed. They didn’t   42  in the romantic ways that I read in books or saw on TV.
One day, Mom was sewing a quilt（被子）. I  43 sat down beside her. “Mom, I have a  44  here,” I said after a while. “Is there love between you and Dad?” I asked her in a very　45 voice.
Mom stopped her work and raised her head with   46  in her eyes. She didn’t answer immediately. She bent her head and continued to sew the quilt. I was   47  if I had hurt her. I was in great embarrassment and I was at a loss what to do. But at last she said, very   48  , “Susan, look at this   49 . Sometimes it appears, but most of it disappears in the quilt. The thread really makes the quilt strong and lasting. If   50  is a quilt, then love should be a thread. It can hardly be seen, but it’s really there.   51  is inside.”
I listened carefully but I couldn’t understand her until years later.
One day, Dad accidentally got　  52  while on duty. Ever since then he could no longer　  53　properly. Every morning and dusk Mom would help Dad walk slowly on the country road. Along the country road, there were beautiful flowers, green grass and trees. The leaves were gently glistening（发光）   54  the sun shining upon them. All of these made up the most beautiful   55  in the world.
“Dad, how are you feeling now?” I asked him one day. “Susan, don’t worry about me,” he said gently. “I just like walking with your mom. I like this kind of life.” Looking into his eyes, I  56　what they meant.
The doctor had said Dad would   57 in two months. But that day never came. He   58 away in peace.
59 I thought love meant flowers, gifts and sweet kisses. But from this   60 , I understand that love is just a thread in the quilt of our life, which makes life strong and warm…

The new machine, if 　　　 properly, will work for at least ten years.

A. used       B. use       C. using          D. being used

When I was young, I really doubted whether there was love between my parents． Every day they were busy earning money so that they could   36   the high tuition my brother and I needed． They didn’t   37   in the romantic ways that I read in books or saw on TV．

One day, Mom was sewing a quilt（被子）． I   38 sat down beside her． “Mom, I have a　39   here,” I said after a while． “Is there love between you and Dad?” I asked her in a very　40  voice．

Mom stopped her work and raised her head with   41   in her eyes． She didn’t answer immediately． She bent her head and continued to sew the quilt． I was   42   if I had hurt her． I was in great embarrassment and I was at a loss what to do． But at last she said, very   43  , “Susan, look at this   44  ． Sometimes it appears, but most of it disappears in the quilt． The thread really makes the quilt strong and lasting． If    45   is a quilt, then love should be a thread． It can hardly be seen, but it’s really there．   46   is inside．”

I listened carefully but I couldn’t understand her until years later．

One day, Dad accidentally got　  47  while on duty． Ever since then he could no longer　  48　properly． Every morning and dusk Mom would help Dad walk slowly on the country road． Along the country road, there were beautiful flowers, green grass and trees． The leaves were gently glistening   49   the sun shining upon them． All of these made up the most beautiful   50   in the world．

“Dad, how are you feeling now?” I asked him one day． “Susan, don’t worry shout me,” he said gently． “I just like walking with your mom． I like this kind of life．” Looking into his eyes, I  51　what they meant．

The doctor had said Dad would   52  in two months． But that day never came． He   53 away in peace．

54  I thought love meant flowers, gifts and sweet kisses． But from this   55  , I understand that love is just a thread in the quilt of our life, which makes life strong and warm…

 The new machine, if 　　　 properly, will work for at least ten years. 

A. used  B. use     C. using  D. being used