I’ve loved my mother’s desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mother sat doing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the most wonderful thing in the world.
Years later, during her final illness, mother kept different things for my sister and brother. “But the desk,” she’d said again, “it’s for Elizabeth.”
I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in action. But as a young girl, I wanted heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter
They never happened. And a gulf opened between us. I was “too emotional(易动感情的)”. But she lived “on the surface”.
As years passed I had my own family. I loved my mother and thanked her for our happy family. I wrote to her in careful words and asked her to let me know in any way she chose that she did forgive me.
I posted the letter and waited for her answer. None came.
My hope turned to disappointment, then little interest and, finally, peace—it seemed that nothing happened. I couldn’t be sure that the letter had even got to mother. I only knew that I had written it, and I could stop trying to make her into someone she was not.
Now the present of her desk told, as she’d never been able to, that she was pleased that writing was my chosen work. I cleaned the desk carefully and found some papers inside--- a photo of my father and a one-page letter, folded(折叠) and refolded many times.
Give me an answer, my letter asks, in any way you choose. Mother, you always chose the act that speaks louder than words.
【小题1】The writer began to love her mother’s desk____________.

—I hope to see you again．

—                        

A．Thank you                                B．See you later

C．I hope so, too                           D．Bye—bye

Not long ago, I made up my mind to read a lot of books to get more knowledge. So I went to the library and 36 happily with several books. But after a few days, I felt impatient. The 37 of finishing all of them seemed impossible, because I always found it 38 to calm down to read a whole book. I didn't know what to do with it. Then 39 one day I thought of "Why not make read­ing fun?" It gave me 40 again. Reading is a journey of spirit. Every time we read a book, we are actually talking    41    the writer. I tried to put all

my effort into his or her books, 42 I could feel all of his or her happiness and suffering. Now books have become a part of my life.

See? Attitude (态度) can make a great 43 . Someone once said,"Even though the situ­ation is bad, people still have one freedom ( 自由) to 44 their attitude. "So,don't complain about study or work. It helps 45 . Try to see things from a different way. Believe me; this will change the situation and help you a lot.

4. A. sadly        B quickly C. suddenly         D. hardly