Autumn is coming, It's ______ wheat．

1. A.
   better for farmers to get in
2. B.
   good for farmer to get
3. C.
   better for farmers to get
4. D.
   good to get

It was an autumn morning shortly after my husband and I moved into our first house. Our children were upstairs unpacking，and I was looking out of the window at my father moving around mysteriously on the front lawn. “What are you doing out there?” I called to him.
He looked up, smiling. “I’m making you a surprise.’’ I thought it could be just about anything. When we were kids, he always created something surprising for us. Today, however, Dad would say no more ，and caught up in the business of our new life ，I eventually forgot about his surprise.
Until one gloomy day the next March when I glanced out of the window，I saw a dot of blue across the yard. I headed outside for a closer look. They were crocuses (番红花）throughout the front lawn 一 blue, yellow and my favorite pink ，with little faces moving up and down in the cold wind. I remembered the things Dad secretly planted last autumn. He knew how the darkness and dullness of winter always got me down. What could have been more perfectly timely to my needs?
My father’s crocuses bloomed (开花）each spring for the next five seasons, always bringing the same assurance： Hard times are almost over. Hold on, keep going, and light is coming soon.
Then a spring came with only half the usual blooms and the next spring there were none. I missed the crocuses ，so I would ask Dad to come over and plant new bulbs. But I never did. He died suddenly one October day. My family were in deep sorrow, leaning on our faith.
On a spring afternoon four years later, I was driving back when I felt depressed. It was Dad’s birthday, and I found myself thinking about him. This was not unusual — my family often talked about him, remembering how he lived up to his faith. Suddenly I slowed as I turned into our driveway. I stopped and stared at the lawn. There on the muddy grass with small piles of melting snow ，bravely waving in the wind, was one pink crocus.
How could a flower bloom from a bulb more than 18 years ago, one that hadn’t bloomed in over a decade? But there was the crocus. Tears filled my eyes as I realized its significance.
Hold on, keep going, and light is coming soon. The pink crocus bloomed for only a day, but it built my faith for a lifetime.
【小题1】According to the first three paragraphs, we learn that ______.

It was an autumn morning shortly after my husband and I moved into our first house. Our children were upstairs unpacking，and I was looking out of the window at my father moving around mysteriously on the front lawn. “What are you doing out there?” I called to him.

He looked up, smiling. “I’m making you a surprise.’’ I thought it could be just about anything. When we were kids, he always created something surprising for us. Today, however, Dad would say no more ，and caught up in the business of our new life ，I eventually forgot about his surprise.

Until one gloomy day the next March when I glanced out of the window，I saw a dot of blue across the yard. I headed outside for a closer look. They were crocuses (番红花）throughout the front lawn 一 blue, yellow and my favorite pink ，with little faces moving up and down in the cold wind. I remembered the things Dad secretly planted last autumn. He knew how the darkness and dullness of winter always got me down. What could have been more perfectly timely to my needs?

My father’s crocuses bloomed (开花）each spring for the next five seasons, always bringing the same assurance： Hard times are almost over. Hold on, keep going, and light is coming soon.

Then a spring came with only half the usual blooms and the next spring there were none. I missed the crocuses ，so I would ask Dad to come over and plant new bulbs. But I never did. He died suddenly one October day. My family were in deep sorrow, leaning on our faith.

On a spring afternoon four years later, I was driving back when I felt depressed. It was Dad’s birthday, and I found myself thinking about him. This was not unusual — my family often talked about him, remembering how he lived up to his faith. Suddenly I slowed as I turned into our driveway. I stopped and stared at the lawn. There on the muddy grass with small piles of melting snow ，bravely waving in the wind, was one pink crocus.

How could a flower bloom from a bulb more than 18 years ago, one that hadn’t bloomed in over a decade? But there was the crocus. Tears filled my eyes as I realized its significance.

Hold on, keep going, and light is coming soon. The pink crocus bloomed for only a day, but it built my faith for a lifetime.

1.According to the first three paragraphs, we learn that ______.

A． it kept bothering the author not knowing what the surprise was

B． the author was unpacking when her father was making the surprise

C． it was not the first time that the author’s father had made a surprise

D． the author knew what the surprise was because she knew her father

2.Which of the following statements is NOT true according to the passage?

A． The author usually felt depressed in the season of winter.

B． The author’s father planted the crocuses to lift her low spirits.

C． The author often thought about her father after he died.

D． The crocuses bloomed each spring before her father died.

3.The author’s father should be best described as ______.

A． a part-time worker who loved flowers

B． a kind-hearted man who lived with faith

C． a full-time gardener with skillful hands

D． an ordinary man with doubts in his life

4.What can be the best title for the passage?

A． Crocuses — My Source of Faith           B．Crocuses— Father’s Surprise

C． A Pink Crocus — My Memory            D．Crocuses in Blossom — My Favorite

As I am taking a backward glance at my childhood and my adolescence, those happy moments are flowing through my mind   1   a movie. My mom and dad were teaching my brother and me   2  , watching the colorful sunset together,   3   the bedtime stories for us…

One particular scene is coming up to my   4   at this moment－it was an autumn night, one of the beautiful nights in four   5  . Stars were twinkling in the    6   blue sky, and tree leaves were shimmering(闪烁)   7   the silvery, full moon as they   8   slowly with the cool breeze. My brother and I went to bed reluctantly at 9:30 after playing.

Suddenly, my brother and I were woken up by my mom.

“What’s going on?” I asked in my sleepy voice   9   I was rubbing my eyes, and looking at the clock. It was   10   to the midnight.

“Come, come to the window.” She whispered.

As we were   11   into the starry sky, a shining object, flying   12   the heaven far, far away, left a bright, slightly curved, long path, as its tail was blurring(模糊) and   13  . “Wow, awesome(惊人的)!” We were   14  , and it took us a long time to   15   back into sleep.

When I was a boy, I didn’t think too much about this   16   experience. But as I’ve grown up, I began to understand it.

My parents have taken us with them to embark(着手，开始) on the adventures together, to open the windows for   17   to see the wonderful world, to   18   wonder and excitement with us…They have been passing their enthusiasm, optimism, wisdoms and many small things  19  us, things money can’t buy.

Now I have a job in a global consulting firm, and my work projects have taken me to many places and countries around the globe and those moments are   20   with me.

1．A．as                         B．like                     C．in                       D．with

2．A．swim                    B．swimming           C．to swim              D．swum

4．A．mentality               B．brain                   C．heart                   D．mind

5．A．seasons                 B．sessions              C．periods                D．parts

6．A．darkness               B．darken                 C．dark                    D．darkly

7．A．in                         B．under                  C．on                      D．above

8．A．sway                    B．swayed               C．are swaying         D．were swaying

9．A．as                         B．since                   C．which                 D．how

10．A．nearly                 B．closely                C．near                    D．close

11．A．watching             B．gazing                 C．glaring                D．glancing

12．A．through               B．off                      C．across                 D．by

13．A．fading away         B．giving away         C．running away       D．passing away

14．A．shocked              B．excited                C．surprised             D．disappointed

15．A．pull                     B．hold                    C．fall                      D．draw

16．A．real                     B．common              C．unreal                 D．uncommon

17．A．him                     B．us                       C．them                   D．me

18．A．share                  B．observe               C．separate              D．divide

19．A．in to                    B．up to                   C．on to                   D．back to

20．A．sometimes           B．never                  C．also                     D．always

It was an autumn morning shortly after my husband and I moved into our first house. Our children were upstairs unpacking，and I was looking out of the window at my father moving around mysteriously on the front lawn. “What are you doing out there?” I called to him.
He looked up, smiling. “I’m making you a surprise.’’ I thought it could be just about anything. When we were kids, he always created something surprising for us. Today, however, Dad would say no more ，and caught up in the business of our new life ，I eventually forgot about his surprise.
Until one gloomy day the next March when I glanced out of the window，I saw a dot of blue across the yard. I headed outside for a closer look. They were crocuses (番红花）throughout the front lawn 一 blue, yellow and my favorite pink ，with little faces moving up and down in the cold wind. I remembered the things Dad secretly planted last autumn. He knew how the darkness and dullness of winter always got me down. What could have been more perfectly timely to my needs?
My father’s crocuses bloomed (开花）each spring for the next five seasons, always bringing the same assurance： Hard times are almost over. Hold on, keep going, and light is coming soon.
Then a spring came with only half the usual blooms and the next spring there were none. I missed the crocuses ，so I would ask Dad to come over and plant new bulbs. But I never did. He died suddenly one October day. My family were in deep sorrow, leaning on our faith.
On a spring afternoon four years later, I was driving back when I felt depressed. It was Dad’s birthday, and I found myself thinking about him. This was not unusual — my family often talked about him, remembering how he lived up to his faith. Suddenly I slowed as I turned into our driveway. I stopped and stared at the lawn. There on the muddy grass with small piles of melting snow ，bravely waving in the wind, was one pink crocus.
How could a flower bloom from a bulb more than 18 years ago, one that hadn’t bloomed in over a decade? But there was the crocus. Tears filled my eyes as I realized its significance.
Hold on, keep going, and light is coming soon. The pink crocus bloomed for only a day, but it built my faith for a lifetime

1. 1.

   According to the first three paragraphs, we learn that ______

   1. A.
      it kept bothering the author not knowing what the surprise was
   2. B.
      the author was unpacking when her father was making the surprise
   3. C.
      it was not the first time that the author’s father had made a surprise
   4. D.
      the author knew what the surprise was because she knew her father
2. 2.

   Which of the following statements is NOT true according to the passage?

   1. A.
      The author usually felt depressed in the season of winter
   2. B.
      The author’s father planted the crocuses to lift her low spirits
   3. C.
      The author often thought about her father after he died
   4. D.
      The crocuses bloomed each spring before her father died
3. 3.

   The author’s father should be best described as ______

   1. A.
      a part-time worker who loved flowers
   2. B.
      a kind-hearted man who lived with faith
   3. C.
      a full-time gardener with skillful hands
   4. D.
      an ordinary man with doubts in his life
4. 4.

   What can be the best title for the passage?

   1. A.
      Crocuses — My Source of Faith
   2. B.
      Crocuses— Father’s Surprise
   3. C.
      A Pink Crocus — My Memory
   4. D.
      Crocuses in Blossom — My Favorite