I will never forget the day _____ I first met him.

A．that             B．when           C．which       D．what

The island Fiji has always been around me in my life. My parents met in Fiji when my father was a teacher as a Peace Corps volunteer and my mother a student. They taught me about its people, culture, foods and religious beliefs.

At the age of two, I made my first trip across the Pacific Ocean to Fiji. My mother and I made that trip unexpectedly because my grandma was ill and longed to see her American granddaughter. Although I have few memories of that first trip, I do remember grandma braiding (编辫子)my hair every day. The brush gliding through my hair is a feeling I will treasure forever because she passed away soon. I returned to America when I was five years old. This time I had a brother, Martin, who was two.

I resisted my third trip to Fiji when I was 15, being a teenager who did not want to spend the summer away from friends. It was this trip, however, that made me realize that Fiji is not just a place to visit but a part of who I am. The smells and sounds and sights came back to me, but the best part was getting to know my relatives.

Vishal was one cousin I quickly bonded with. Born two days before me, I had only known him through pictures before. Though raised oceans apart in different cultures, we talked and laughed about everything from American sports to Fijian dancing. I was able to form close ties with all my cousins, and when I talk about them now, it’s as if I have known them my whole life. Spending time with them helped me understand the traditions and values my mother grew up with. Hospitality and care and respect for family members are central values in Fijian culture.

I truly enjoyed learning about my roots during this trip. Fiji is just like a second home, and I will never forget the time I have spent there.

1.From the passage, we can learn that _______.

A．the author’s parents had been classmates before

B．the author had lived in Fiji for about five years

C．the author had no memories of her grandma

D．people value family in Fijian culture

2.The author resisted her third trip to Fiji because _____.

A．she didn’t want to separate from her brother

B．she didn’t know her cousins there very well

C．she didn’t want to separate from her American friends

D．her grandma had passed away

3.Which of the following is TRUE about Vishal?

A．He is younger than the author.

B．The author had met him on her first trip to Fiji.

C．He and the author had lots of common interests.

D．He and the author held different opinions about Fijian culture.

The island Fiji has always been around me in my life. My parents met in Fiji when my father was a teacher as a Peace Corps volunteer and my mother a student. They taught me about its people, culture, foods and religious beliefs.
At the age of two, I made my first trip across the Pacific Ocean to Fiji. My mother and I made that trip unexpectedly because my grandma was ill and longed to see her American granddaughter. Although I have few memories of that first trip, I do remember grandma braiding (编辫子)my hair every day. The brush gliding through my hair is a feeling I will treasure forever because she passed away soon. I returned to America when I was five years old. This time I had a brother, Martin, who was two.
I resisted my third trip to Fiji when I was 15, being a teenager who did not want to spend the summer away from friends. It was this trip, however, that made me realize that Fiji is not just a place to visit but a part of who I am. The smells and sounds and sights came back to me, but the best part was getting to know my relatives.
Vishal was one cousin I quickly bonded with. Born two days before me, I had only known him through pictures before. Though raised oceans apart in different cultures, we talked and laughed about everything from American sports to Fijian dancing. I was able to form close ties with all my cousins, and when I talk about them now, it’s as if I have known them my whole life. Spending time with them helped me understand the traditions and values my mother grew up with. Hospitality and care and respect for family members are central values in Fijian culture.
I truly enjoyed learning about my roots during this trip. Fiji is just like a second home, and I will never forget the time I have spent there.
【小题1】From the passage, we can learn that _______.

It is love that makes the world go round. And it is also love that has such power to overcome all difficulties. So we say: “Love will find a way.” As smile is a facial expression showing pleasure, affection, and friendliness, it is the commonest way to show our good will perfectly without saying anything. A Chinese saying runs: “never hit a person who is smiling at you.” It is a time-proven fact that the smile is a language all its own— a universal language—understood by the people of every nation in the world. We may not speak the same tongue as our foreign neighbors, but we smile in the same tongue. We need no interpreter for thus expressing love, happiness, or good will.
One day while shopping in a small town in southern California, it was my misfortune to be approached by a clerk whose personality contradicted mine. He seemed most unfriendly and not at all concerned about my intended purchase. I bought nothing, and marched angrily out of the store. My anger toward that grew with each step. Outside, standing at the corner, was a dark-complexion young man in his early twenties. His expressive brown eyes met and held mine, and in the next instant a beautiful, dazzling smile covered his face. I gave in immediately. The magnetic power of that shining smile drove away all bitterness within me, and I found the muscles in my own face happily responding. “Beautiful day, isn’t it?” I remarked, in passing. The, suddenly something inside me sent me turning back. “I really owe you a debt of gratitude,” I said softly. His smile deepened, but he made no attempt to answer. A Mexican woman and two men were standing nearby. The woman stepped forward and eyed me inquiringly. “Carlos, he no speak English,” she volunteered. “You want I should tell him something?” In that moment I felt transformed. Carlos’ smile had made a big person of me. My friendliness and good will to ward all mankind stood ten feet tall. “Yes,” my reply was enthusiastic and sincere, “tell him I said ‘Thank you!’” “Thank you?” The woman seemed slightly puzzled. I gave her arm a friendly pat as I turned to leave. “Just tell him that,” I insisted. “He’ll understand. I am sure!” Oh, what a smile can do! Although I have never seen that young man again, I shall never forget the lesson he taught me that morning.
From that day on, I became smile – conscious, and I practice the diligently, anywhere and everywhere, with everybody. When I got excited in traffic, taking the right – of – way (公路用地) from the other car with my stupid mistake, I’d smile and shrug my shoulders apologetically. This action on my part would always draw a good – natured smile in return. If the other fellow was at fault – and if I could remember my resolution in time! – he’d get a broad smile of understanding. This took a bit of doing at first. I’ll admit it wasn’t always easy, but it was fun. The results were sometimes amazing. Many times, a broad, friendly smile would completely turn aside ill – feeling and tension. I’m wondering now how many tragic add dents could be avoided on our overcrowded highways, if every driver remembered to smile!
【小题1】The author got angry while shopping one day because         .

It is love that makes the world go round. And it is also love that has such power to overcome all difficulties. So we say: “Love will find a way.” As smile is a facial expression showing pleasure, affection, and friendliness, it is the commonest way to show our good will perfectly without saying anything. A Chinese saying runs: “never hit a person who is smiling at you.” It is a time-proven fact that the smile is a language all its own— a universal language—understood by the people of every nation in the world. We may not speak the same tongue as our foreign neighbors, but we smile in the same tongue. We need no interpreter for thus expressing love, happiness, or good will.

One day while shopping in a small town in southern California, it was my misfortune to be approached by a clerk whose personality contradicted mine. He seemed most unfriendly and not at all concerned about my intended purchase. I bought nothing, and marched angrily out of the store. My anger toward that grew with each step. Outside, standing at the corner, was a dark-complexion young man in his early twenties. His expressive brown eyes met and held mine, and in the next instant a beautiful, dazzling smile covered his face. I gave in immediately. The magnetic power of that shining smile drove away all bitterness within me, and I found the muscles in my own face happily responding. “Beautiful day, isn’t it?” I remarked, in passing. The, suddenly something inside me sent me turning back. “I really owe you a debt of gratitude,” I said softly. His smile deepened, but he made no attempt to answer. A Mexican woman and two men were standing nearby. The woman stepped forward and eyed me inquiringly. “Carlos, he no speak English,” she volunteered. “You want I should tell him something?” In that moment I felt transformed. Carlos’ smile had made a big person of me. My friendliness and good will to ward all mankind stood ten feet tall. “Yes,” my reply was enthusiastic and sincere, “tell him I said ‘Thank you!’” “Thank you?” The woman seemed slightly puzzled. I gave her arm a friendly pat as I turned to leave. “Just tell him that,” I insisted. “He’ll understand. I am sure!” Oh, what a smile can do! Although I have never seen that young man again, I shall never forget the lesson he taught me that morning.

    From that day on, I became smile – conscious, and I practice the diligently, anywhere and everywhere, with everybody. When I got excited in traffic, taking the right – of – way (公路用地) from the other car with my stupid mistake, I’d smile and shrug my shoulders apologetically. This action on my part would always draw a good – natured smile in return. If the other fellow was at fault – and if I could remember my resolution in time! – he’d get a broad smile of understanding. This took a bit of doing at first. I’ll admit it wasn’t always easy, but it was fun. The results were sometimes amazing. Many times, a broad, friendly smile would completely turn aside ill – feeling and tension. I’m wondering now how many tragic add dents could be avoided on our overcrowded highways, if every driver remembered to smile!

59．The author got angry while shopping one day because         .

      A．of the clerk’s unfriendliness and lack of concern

       B．of her misfortune

       C．she failed to purchase what she intended

       D．a dark – complexion young man laughed at her

60．From the conversation between the author and the Mexican woman, we can infer that the woman         .

       A．was well – educated but unwilling to help others

       B．was able to speak English

       C．knew some English and was ready to help others

       D．was familiar with the young man

61．In the author’s opinion, if all people remembered to smile when driving,         .

       A．many traffic accidents could be avoided

       B．they would receive a good natural smile in return

       C．they could get a broad smile of understanding

       D．they wouldn’t feel any tension

62．The best title for this passage could be          .

       A．The Art of Smiling  B．The Universal Language

       C．The Power of Love  D．The Magic Power of Friendship

It is love that makes the world go round．And it is also love that has such power to overcome all difficulties．So we say: “Love will find a way.” As smile is a facial expression showing pleasure，affection，and friendliness，it is the commonest way to show our good will perfectly without saying anything．A Chinese saying runs: “never hit a person who is smiling at you.” It is a time-proven fact that the smile is a language all its own— a universal language—understood by the people of every nation in the world．We may not speak the same tongue as our foreign neighbors，but we smile in the same tongue．We need no interpreter for thus expressing love， happiness，or good will.

One day while shopping in a small town in southern California，it was my misfortune to be approached by a clerk whose personality contradicted mine．He seemed most unfriendly and not at all concerned about my intended purchase．I bought nothing，and marched angrily out of the store．My anger toward that grew with each step．Outside，standing at the corner， was a dark-complexion young man in his early twenties．His expressive brown eyes met and held mine， and in the next instant a beautiful，dazzling smile covered his face．I gave in immediately．The magnetic power of that shining smile drove away all bitterness within me，and I found the muscles in my own face happily responding．“Beautiful day，isn’t it?” I remarked， in passing．The， suddenly something inside me sent me turning back．“I really owe you a debt of gratitude，” I said softly．His smile deepened，but he made no attempt to answer．A Mexican woman and two men were standing nearby．The woman stepped forward and eyed me inquiringly．“Carlos，he no speak English，” she volunteered．“You want I should tell him something?” In that moment I felt transformed．Carlos’ smile had made a big person of me．My friendliness and good will to ward all mankind stood ten feet tall．“Yes，” my reply was enthusiastic and sincere， “tell him I said ‘Thank you!’” “Thank you?” The woman seemed slightly puzzled．I gave her arm a friendly pat as I turned to leave．“Just tell him that，” I insisted．“He’ll understand．I am sure!” Oh， what a smile can do! Although I have never seen that young man again，I shall never forget the lesson he taught me that morning.

From that day on， I became smile – conscious， and I practice the diligently， anywhere and everywhere，with everybody．When I got excited in traffic，taking the right – of – way （公路用地）from the other car with my stupid mistake，I’d smile and shrug my shoulders apologetically．This action on my part would always draw a good – natured smile in return．If the other fellow was at fault – and if I could remember my resolution in time! – he’d get a broad smile of understanding．This took a bit of doing at first．I’ll admit it wasn’t always easy， but it was fun．The results were sometimes amazing．Many times，a broad， friendly smile would completely turn aside ill – feeling and tension．I’m wondering now how many tragic add dents could be avoided on our overcrowded highways，if every driver remembered to smile!

1．The author got angry while shopping one day because         .

       A．of the clerk’s unfriendliness and lack of concern

       B．of her misfortune

       C．she failed to purchase what she intended

       D．a dark – complexion young man laughed at her

2．From the conversation between the author and the Mexican woman， we can infer that the woman         .

       A．was well – educated but unwilling to help others

       B．was able to speak English

       C．knew some English and was ready to help others

       D．was familiar with the young man

3．In the author’s opinion，if all people remembered to smile when driving，         .

       A．many traffic accidents could be avoided

       B．they would receive a good natural smile in return

       C．they could get a broad smile of understanding

       D．they wouldn’t feel any tension

4．The best title for this passage could be          .

       A．The Art of Smiling                               B．The Universal Language

       C．The Power of Love                              D．The Magic Power of Friendship