The day I became a mom was not the day my daughter was born, but seven years later. Up until that day, I had been too busy trying to survive my abusive(辱骂的) marriage. I had spent all my energy trying to run a "perfect" home that would pass inspection each evening, and I didn't see that my baby girl had become a toddler. I'd tried endlessly to please someone who could never be pleased and suddenly realized that the years had slipped by and could never return.
Oh, I had done the normal "motherly" things, like making sure my daughter got to ballet and gym lessons. I went to all of her recitals and school concerts, parent-teacher conferences and open houses alone. We suffered from my husband's rages(暴怒) when something was spilled(溢出) at the dinner table, telling her, "It will be okay, Honey. Daddy's not really mad at you." I did all I could to protect her from hearing the awful shouting and complaints after he returned from a night of drinking. Finally I did the best thing I could do for my daughter and myself: I removed us from the home that wasn't really a home at all.
That day I became a mom was the day when my daughter and I were sitting in our new home having a calm, quiet dinner just as I had always wanted for her. We were talking about what she had done in school and suddenly her little hand knocked over the full glass of chocolate milk by her plate. As I watched the white tablecloth and freshly painted white wall become dark brown, I looked at her small face. It was filled with fear, knowing what the consequence of the event would have meant only a week before in her father's presence. When I saw that look on her face and looked at the chocolate milk running down the wall, I simply started laughing. I am sure she thought I was crazy, but then she must have realized that I was thinking, "It's a good thing your father isn't here!" She started laughing with me, and we laughed until we cried. They were tears of joy and peace and were the first of many tears that we cried together. That was the day we knew that we were going to be okay.
Whenever either of us spills something, even now, seventeen years later, she says, "Remember the day I spilled the chocolate milk? I knew you had done the right thing for us." That was the day I really became a mom. I discovered that being a mom isn't only going to ballet or gym, recitals, and attending every school concert and open house. It isn't keeping a tidy house and preparing perfect meals. It certainly isn't pretending things are normal when they are not. For me, being a mom started when I could laugh over spilled milk.
---- By Linda Jones from “Chicken Soup for Soul”
1.What does the underlined part "the right thing" refer to?
A.Becoming a single mother.
B.Divorcing with her abusive husband.
C.Doing all the motherly things well and running the family.
D.Not blaming on her daughter’s spilling the chocolate milk.
2.Which statement is NOT true?.
A.The author had suffered from an unfortunate marriage for a long time.
B.All the things the author did were to protect her daughter
C.The author hadn’t been a mother until she removed from her marriage.
D.Both the author and her daughter were frightened at the husband and father.
3.Why did the author and her daughter laugh and then cry?
A.Because it was a thorough relief after they had suffered too much.
B.Because they were actually crazy.
C.Because they wouldn’t see the abusive man any more.
D.Because spilling the chocolate milk on the wall was really funny.
4.What is the best title for this article?
A.How To Be a Better Mon? B.The Day I Became a Mom
C.A Thing Happened 17 Years Ago D.Survive an Abusive Marriage
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The day I became a mom was not the day my daughter was born, but seven years later. Up until that day, I had been too busy trying to survive my abusive(辱骂的) marriage. I had spent all my energy trying to run a "perfect" home that would pass inspection each evening, and I didn't see that my baby girl had become a toddler. I'd tried endlessly to please someone who could never be pleased and suddenly realized that the years had slipped by and could never return.
Oh, I had done the normal "motherly" things, like making sure my daughter got to ballet and gym lessons. I went to all of her recitals and school concerts, parent-teacher conferences and open houses alone. We suffered from my husband's rages(暴怒) when something was spilled(溢出) at the dinner table, telling her, "It will be okay, Honey. Daddy's not really mad at you." I did all I could to protect her from hearing the awful shouting and complaints after he returned from a night of drinking. Finally I did the best thing I could do for my daughter and myself: I removed us from the home that wasn't really a home at all.
That day I became a mom was the day when my daughter and I were sitting in our new home having a calm, quiet dinner just as I had always wanted for her. We were talking about what she had done in school and suddenly her little hand knocked over the full glass of chocolate milk by her plate. As I watched the white tablecloth and freshly painted white wall become dark brown, I looked at her small face. It was filled with fear, knowing what the consequence of the event would have meant only a week before in her father's presence. When I saw that look on her face and looked at the chocolate milk running down the wall, I simply started laughing. I am sure she thought I was crazy, but then she must have realized that I was thinking, "It's a good thing your father isn't here!" She started laughing with me, and we laughed until we cried. They were tears of joy and peace and were the first of many tears that we cried together. That was the day we knew that we were going to be okay.
Whenever either of us spills something, even now, seventeen years later, she says, "Remember the day I spilled the chocolate milk? I knew you had done the right thing for us." That was the day I really became a mom. I discovered that being a mom isn't only going to ballet or gym, recitals, and attending every school concert and open house. It isn't keeping a tidy house and preparing perfect meals. It certainly isn't pretending things are normal when they are not. For me, being a mom started when I could laugh over spilled milk.
---- By Linda Jones from “Chicken Soup for Soul”
1.What does the underlined part "the right thing" refer to?
A.Becoming a single mother.
B.Divorcing with her abusive husband.
C.Doing all the motherly things well and running the family.
D.Not blaming on her daughter’s spilling the chocolate milk.
2.Which statement is NOT true?.
A.The author had suffered from an unfortunate marriage for a long time.
B.All the things the author did were to protect her daughter
C.The author hadn’t been a mother until she removed from her marriage.
D.Both the author and her daughter were frightened at the husband and father.
3.Why did the author and her daughter laugh and then cry?
A.Because it was a thorough relief after they had suffered too much.
B.Because they were actually crazy.
C.Because they wouldn’t see the abusive man any more.
D.Because spilling the chocolate milk on the wall was really funny.
4.What is the best title for this article?
A.How To Be a Better Mon? B.The Day I Became a Mom
C.A Thing Happened 17 Years Ago D.Survive an Abusive Marriage
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The day I became a mom was not the day my daughter was born, but seven years later. Up until that day, I had been too busy trying to survive my abusive marriage. I had spent all my energy trying to run a “perfect” home that would pass inspection each evening, and I didn’t see that my baby girl had become a child. I’d tried endlessly to please someone who could never be pleased and suddenly realized that the years had slipped by and could never be recaptured(重现).
Oh, I had done the normal “motherly” things, like making sure my daughter got to ballet and tap and gym lessons. I went to all of her recitals and school concerts, parent-teacher conferences and open houses — alone. I ran interference during my husband’s anger when something was spilled at the dinner table, telling her, “It will be okay, Honey. Daddy’s not really mad at you.” I did all I could to protect her from hearing the awful shouting after he returned from a night of drinking. Finally I did the best thing I could do for my daughter and myself: I removed us from the home that wasn’t really a home at all.
That day I became a mom was the day my daughter and I were sitting in our new home having a calm, quiet dinner just as I had always wanted for her. We were talking about what she had done in school and suddenly her little hand knocked over the full glass of chocolate milk by her plate. As I watched the white tablecloth and freshly painted white wall become dark brown, I looked at her small face. It was filled with fear, knowing what the outcome of the event would have meant only a week before in her father’s presence. When I saw that look on her face and looked at the chocolate milk running down the wall, I simply started laughing. I am sure she thought I was crazy, but then she must have realized that I was thinking, “It’s a good thing your father isn’t here!” She started laughing with me, and we laughed until we cried. They were tears of joy and peace and were the first of many tears that we cried together. That was the day we knew that we were going to be okay.
Whenever either of us spills something, even now, seventeen years later, she says, “Remember the day I spilled the chocolate milk? I knew that day that you had done the right thing for us, and I will never forget it.”
That was the day I really became a mom. I discovered that being a mom isn’t only going to ballet, and tap and gym recitals, and attending every school concert and open house. It isn’t keeping a spotless house and preparing perfect meals. It certainly isn’t pretending things are normal when they are not. For me, being a mom started when I could laugh over spilled milk.
1.What was the writer mostly engaged in seventeen years ago?
A. Passing inspection from the community.
B. Trying very hard to please the baby girl.
C. Nurturing the baby girl to become a child.
D. Running a perfect home to satisfy her husband.
2.According to the writer, ______ is not the normal “motherly” things.
A. signing up kids for ballet and gym lessons
B. attending parent-teacher conferences
C. protecting kids when they are scolded by the father
D. going to kids’ school concerts and open houses
3.The underlined phrase “ran interference” can best be replaced by______.
A. informed her B. covered her
C. pleased her D. pardoned her
4.It can be inferred from the passage that______.
A. mum and daughter had led a miserable life before moving out
B. being a mum is not pretending things are normal when they are not
C. the daughter spilled the chocolate milk deliberately in the new home
D. mum and daughter laughed together at the funny paints on the wall
5.According to the passage, when did the writer become a real mom?
A. The day she gave birth to her daughter
B. The day she lost contact with her husband
C. The day she created a relaxing family atmosphere
D. The day she laughed at the spilled chocolate milk
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If you ask me when I became a mom, I can tell you that the day I became a mom was not the day my daughter was born, but seven years later when I did the best thing I could do for my daughter and myself. I us from the home that wasn’t really a home at all.
That day, my daughter and I were sitting in our home having a quiet dinner just as I had always wanted for her. We were talking about what she had done in school and suddenly her little hand the full glass of milk by her plate. As I watched the white tablecloth and painted white wall become dark brown, I looked at her small face. It was filled with , knowing what the outcome of the event would have meant in her father’s a week before. When I saw that look on her face and looked at the running down the wall, I simply started . I am sure she thought I was , but then she must have realized that I was thinking, “It’s a good thing your isn’t here!” She started laughing with me, and we laughed until we . These were tears of joy and and were the first of many tears that we cried together. That was the day we knew that we were going to be okay.
That was the day I really became a mom. I that being a mom isn’t only going to ballet, and attending every school concert. It isn’t keeping a(n) house and preparing perfect meals. It certainly isn’t that things are always normal when they are not. For me, being a mom started when I could laugh over spilt milk.
1.A. protected B. removed C. separated D. prevented
2.A. new B. old C. beautiful D. cold
3.A. went over B. picked up C. took on D. knocked over
4.A. firmly B. carelessly C. slowly D. freshly
5.A. pleasure B. fear C. pain D. smile
6.A. absence B. patience C. presence D. arrival
7.A. jam B. juice C. milk D. water
8.A. laughing B. shouting C. scolding D. praying
9.A. sad B. excited C. sick D. crazy
10.A. friend B. father C. grandma D. brother
11.A. cried B. fainted C. slept D. stopped
12.A. bravery B. horror C. surprise D. peace
13.A. questioned B. discovered C. wondered D. remembered
14.A. splendid B. messy C. spotless D. lifeless
15.A. describing B. pretending C. creating D. meaning
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My daughter, who is thirteen, is not a emotional person. Imagine how surprising
I was the other day when she told me that she had been given a school friend of hers
a hug every day. That was why she realized the girl “wasn’t getting a lot love at home”.
It seems that she not only reached out to her friends these days but to her teachers
and other children as well as. I thought that was awesome! So, I gave she a card for
her act of kindness and told her all for it. She liked the idea very much that she decided
to find someone else to give the card so they could continue passing it forward!
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It was the day before my daughter's birthday. I'd just collected her from preschool when she cautioned me to________the elderly person walking across the car park. l was struck by her________and had no idea how much she really________it.
The following day--her birthday-we decided to buy cupcakes for her. After we________the cupcakes, Norah was busy standing up in the trolley(手推车),________waving and happily declaring, "Hi, old person! It's my birthday today!"________I could stop her calling him an old person, the stone-faced man________to hen His expression softened as he replied, "Well, hello, little lady! And how old are you today? "They________for a few minutes, he wished her a happy birthday, and we went our________ways. A few minutes later, Norah asked me if she could take a________with the old man. I agreed. We found the man a couple of shelves over, and I approached him. When I told him Norah's________, his expression changed from________to shocked finally to delighted. He took a step back, steadied himself on his shopping trolley, and________his free hand on his chest. "A photo? With me?" he asked. "Yes, Sir, for my birthday!" Norah begged. And so he did. I________my iPhone, and they posed together. Norah placed her soft hand on top of his hand. He wordlessly stared at her with________eyes as she kept his hand in hers. I asked his name, and he told us to call him Dan. We were________other shoppers, but they didn't care. There was________happening in the supermarket that day, and we could all sense it.
That afternoon I________the story and a photo of the two of them on the Facebook. Later that night, I received a private________from a local reader who recognized Mr. Dan. He told me Dan's wife had passed away six months earlier and he wanted to let me know that he was certain Dan's heart was touched by my little girl and Dan would never forget that________with my daughter.
1.A. spot B. delay C. mind D. stop
2.A. selflessness B. carefulness C. loneliness D. thoughtfulness
3.A. meant B. ended C. proved D. showed
4.A. kept up B. picked up C. turned up D. put up
5.A. excitedly B. disappointedly C. calmly D. anxiously
6.A. After B. Before C. Since D. Until
7.A. turned B. referred C. appealed D. walked
8.A. hesitated B. chatted C. rested D. waited
9.A. regular B. single C. separate D. natural
10.A. picture B. walk C. rest D. break
11.A. dream B. command C. request D. suggestion
12.A. nervous B. upset C. confused D. impatient
13.A. reached B. placed C. touched D. patted
14.A. pulled out B. put down C. turned off D. glanced at
15.A. glaring B. twinkling C. sharp D. big
16.A. blocking B. delaying C. preventing D. interrupting
17.A. discount B. magic C. incident D. embarrassment
18.A. posted B. wrote C. read D. printed
19.A. note B. gift C. message D. report
20.A. connection B. combination C. construction D. contribution
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As we neared the last days of my mom’s life, I wanted to understand what she was feeling and seeing. The day before she took her last breath I decided to ask her.
First I wanted to make sure she could comprehend what I was saying. I told her I loved her, and she raised her eyebrows in acknowledgment. Then I shared a funny story about a conversation my sister and I had. The corners of her mouth turned up in a smile. I could tell that she was taking in every word. And then I went for it.
“Mom, can I ask you a serious question?” She turned her head and opened her eyes fully. I could tell she wanted to grasp every word that came out of my mouth.
“Mom, do you see any of our dead relatives in the room? Do you see your dad?” she shook her head.
“Do you see your mom?” She shook her head again.
“Do you see dad?” Her response was quite different this time. She began nodding her head.
“Is he here in this room right now?” She nodded. “Can he see me?” She nodded again. Then she tried to communicate with words, but she couldn’t get the words out. The next morning she died peacefully...
A few weeks ago, I was wondering why I haven’t had many dreams of my mom since she died. That night I had one of the clearest dreams I’ve had for a long time. Mom was dressed beautifully. She stared at me with a huge smile. Her eyes were bright and full of life. She was happier than I had seen her in years. And she was younger. We didn’t exchange any words, but it was clear that she was happy and free.
I woke up with joy in my heart.
1.Why did the author do the things mentioned in Paragraph2?
A. To review the past happy days with her mother.
B. To make her mother happy during her last days.
C. To check if her mother could understand her.
D. To show that she has a deep love for her mother.
2.What was the author’s mother like on the last day before her death?
A. She had no sense of hearing at all.
B. She couldn’t move except her eyes.
C. She could still speak in an unclear voice.
D. She could communicate with her body language.
3.What did the author dream that night?
A. Her mother talked with her.
B. Her mother was in high spirits.
C. Her mother’s eyes seemed dull.
D. Her mother looked older than ever.
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My daughter was being thrown out of the sixth grade. The teacher said to me, “She may not be up to what we’re trying to accomplish.” He was really saying she didn’t have the intelligence. I got mad because I knew she was smart, just as my father had known I was smart when I was failing in school. We had her tested and found that the troubles my daughter was having were the same as those I had had. I decided to get tested as well. She was dyslexic, and so was I. By then I was a successful television writer and producer. I’d won an Emmy for “The Rockford Files.”
Had I known earlier, though, that there was a reason beyond my control to explain why I was a low achiever, I may not have worked so hard in my late 20s and early 30s. I was writing and writing. I was working for no other reason than to hear people praise me.
I needed that praise because I was carrying around the failure in studies. I did badly in all my courses.
I once asked a friend who had always gotten an A, “How long did you study for this?” He said, “I didn’t. I just glanced at it.” So what do I take from that? He must be smarter than I am. I began to ask, “What will happen to me when I’m not good at anything?” Despite my doubts, I did become successful, and people now say to me, “So you’ve overcome dyslexia.”
No. You don’t overcome it, you learn to compensate for it. Some easy things are very hard for me. Most people who go through college read at least twice as fast as I do. I avoid dialing a phone if I can, because I sometimes have to try three times to get the number right. I get that recording “The number you have reached is not in service” more than any man on earth.
Despite my weaknesses I view dyslexia as a gift, not a curse (诅咒). Many dyslexics are good at right- brain, abstract thought, and that’s what my kind of creative writing is. And I can write quickly— I go like wind — and can get up to 15 pages a day. Writing is not the problem. That’s my strength.
The real fear I have for dyslexic is not that they have to struggle with regular school studies, but that they will quit on themselves before they get out of school. Parents have to create victories whenever they can, whether it’s music, sports or art. You can make your dyslexic child able to say, “Yeah, reading’s hard. But I have these other things I can do.”
1.The writer decided to get himself tested probably because ________.
A.he wanted to know if they had the same problem
B.he accepted that his daughter was not smart
C.he didn’t (realize the problem with his daughter
D.his father had the same troubles as they did
2.What can you infer from the second paragraph?
A.The writer struggled hard and finally ended with good grades.
B.The writer was thankful not knowing of his dyslexia before.
C.Dyslexia made the writer a low achiever all through his life.
D.People praised the writer because they knew he had dyslexia.
3.The word “dyslexia” can be interpreted as ________.
A.hearing disability B.low in intelligence
C.mental illness D.disorder of reading
4.Which of the following proverbs can best summarize the main idea?
A.Never judge a person by his appearance.
B.God never shuts one door but he opens another.
C.If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.
D.No one can make a good coat with bad cloth.
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I clearly remember the day when my little brother was born: January 1,1994. One of my favorite family photos shows me lying with my mother in the hospital bed, happy but unaware of the small, sleeping baby in the background.
I stayed with my grandparents for the weekend of my brother’s birth, excited about my new brother but not yet aware of what having a little brother would mean. I didn’t truly realize what was going on until we were in the hospital room at Duke University—coincidentally ,the same room in which I had been born two years earlier.
When I looked at my brother for the first time, I felt a mixture of fear and interest. Little did I know that small, pink creature would grow up to be one of my favorite people in the world.
In reality, though I am two years older than my brother, I am more often than not the real baby in the family. I am very lacking when it comes to common sense. Instructions constantly confuse me and I frequently find myself totally puzzled by things like knowing how to start the washing machine or manage the storage settings on my iPhone.
That’s where Gibson comes in. The poor kid has had to guide me through more tasks than I would care to admit, but he never complains. Though I should probably be told to figure it out myself, he always comes through.
I’m envious of his ability to readily answer the ever-present, “What do you want to do with your life?” question at family gatherings. “Be a doctor,” he says—a solid answer, completely opposite to my shaky one, “Well, I’m an English major, so…”
My brother truly is my best friend. No one understands me better, and there isn’t anyone else I would want to be stuck with in our family. I may not have a clear idea of where I’m headed, but he is stuck with me.
1.How did the author feel when he saw his brother for the first time?
A. Angry and sad.
B. Excited and moved.
C. Curious and scared.
D. Happy and interested.
2.What does the underlined sentence in the fourth paragraph mean?
A. My brother is the real baby in the family.
B. In fact, I seem to be less mature than my little brother.
C. My brother gets more love from the family than I do.
D. I am growing more slowly than my brother.
3.What does the brother often help the author do?
A. Help him deal with many daily tasks.
B. Help him with his studies.
C. Give him advice on how to choose a major.
D. Comfort him when he is in a bad mood.
4.What is the best title for this text?
A. My Strange Family Gatherings
B. The Real Baby in the Family
C. Stuck with Me—My Not-So-Little Little Brother
D. The Feeling of Having a Brother
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I clearly remember the day when my little brother was born: January 1, 1994. One of my favorite family photos shows me lying with my mother in the hospital bed, happy but un-aware of the small, sleeping baby in the background.
I stayed with my grandparents for the weekend of my brother’s birth, excited about my new brother but not yet aware of what having a little brother would mean. I didn’t truly realize what was going on until we were in the hospital room at Duke University----
coincidentally (碰巧地), the same room in which I had been born two years earlier.
When I looked at my brother for the first time, I felt a mixture of fear and interest. Little did know that small, pink creature would grow up to be one of my favorite people in the world.
In reality, though I am two years older than my brother, I am more often than not the real baby in the family. I am very lacking when it comes to common sense. Instructions constantly confuse me and I frequently find myself totally puzzled by things like knowing how to start the washing machine or manage the storage settings on my iPhone.
That’s where Gibson comes in. The poor kid has had to guide me through more tasks than I would care to admit, but he never complains. Though I should probably be told to figure it out myself, he always comes through.
I’m envious of his ability to readily answer the ever-present, “What do you want to do with your life?” question at family gatherings. “Be a doctor,” he says----a solid answer, completely opposite to my shaky one, “Well, I’m an English major, so...”
My brother truly is my best friend. No one understands me better, and there isn’t anyone else I would want to be stuck with in our family. I may not have a clear idea of where I’m headed, but he is stuck with me.
1.How did the author feel when he saw his brother for the first time?
A. Angry and sad.
B. Excited and moved.
C. Curious and scared.
D. Happy and interested.
2.What does the underlined sentence in the fourth paragraph mean?
A. My brother is the real baby in the family.
B. In fact, I seem to be less mature than my little brother.
C. My brother gets more love from the family than I do.
D. I am growing more slowly than my brother.
3.What does the brother often help the author do?
A. Help him deal with many daily tasks.
B. Help him with his studies.
C. Give him advice on how to choose a major.
D. Comfort him when he is in a bad mood.
4.What is the best title for this text?
A. My Strange Family Gatherings
B. The Real Baby in the Family
C. Stuck with Me----My Not-So-Little Little Brother
D. The Feeling of Having a Brother
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Born in America, I spoke English, not Chinese, the language of my ancestors. When I was three, my parents flashed cards with Chinese 21 at my face, but I pushed them 22 . My mom believed I would learn 23 I was ready. But the 24 never came.
On a Chinese New Year’s Eve, my uncle spoke to me in Chinese, but all I could do was 25 at him, confused, scratching my head. “Still can’t speak Chinese?” He 26 me , “You can’t even buy a fish in Chinatown .”
“Hey, this is America, not China. I’ll get some 27 with or without Chinese.” I replied and turned to my mom for 28 .
“Remember to ask for fresh fish, Xin Xian Yu,” she said, handing over a $20 bill. I 29 the words, running downstairs into the streets of Chinatown.
I found the fish 30 surrounded in a sea of customers. “I’d like to buy some fresh fish,” I shouted to the fisherman. But he 31 my English words and turned to serve the next customer. The laugh of the people behind increased 32 their impatience. With every 33 ,the breath of the dragons on my back grew stronger—my blood boiling— 34 me to cry out. “ Xian Sheng Yu, please.” “Very Xian Shen ,” I repeated. The crowd erupted into laughter. My face turned 35 and I ran back home 36 , except for the $20 bill I held tightly in my pocket.
Should I laugh or cry? They’re Chinese. I should feel right at 37 . Instead, I was the joke , a disgrace (丢脸)to the language.
Sometimes, I laugh at my fish 38 , but, in the end, the joke is on 39 . Every laugh is a culture 40 ; every laugh is my heritage (传统) fading away.
1.A. custom B. games C .characters D. language
2.A. ahead B. around C. along D. aside
3.A. when B. before C. unless D. until
4.A. success B. study C. time D. attempt
5.A. aim B. joke C. nod D. stare
6.A. cared about B. laughed at C. argued with D. asked after
7.A. right now B. from now C. at times D. in time
8.A. decision B. permission C. information D. preparation
9.A. repeated B. reviewed C. spelled D. kept
10.A. farm B. stand C. pond D. market
11.A. guessed B. forget C. doubted D. ignored
12.A. by B. as C. with D. from
13.A. second B. effort C. desire D. movement
14.A. forcing B. allowing C. persuading D. leading
15.A. bright B. blank C. pale D. red
16.A. open-mouthed B. tongue-tied C. empty-handed D. broken-hearted
17.A. service B. home C. risk D. root
18.A. trade B. deed C. challenge D. incident
19.A. it B. us C. me D. them
20.A. thrown B. lost C. divided D. reflected
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