For years, my family has vacationed in the sa...

For years, my family has vacationed in the same Florida town. In fact, we just returned home after spending a week of spring break there with our three sons.

Many nights, we take the same scenic drive to dinner at a favorite restaurant. As we travel along Gulf Shore Boulevard, we admire a combination of small beach apartments, swanky high-rises and spectacular homes.

A few years ago, we noticed that whenever we drive this particular route, there are always two men sitting in front of the same third-floor window of a low-rise apartment building that overlooks the road. All that is visible from the road are their two silhouettes. Even during off-peak months, they’ve always been there. Over the years, we’ve had great fun speculating about who they are, whether they’re having a drink, and if so, what they fancy, where they’re from, and what they might be discussing. Our guesses have become a modern form of car bingo. Widowers? Retirees? Partners? We’ve run through the gamut of possibilities.

Eventually, I started beeping the horn as we passed. We’d wave. Our new friends would do likewise. There was something comforting in seeing them. In a world of constant change, it has been nice to look up and see that they are there, just as we remember from our last visit. And then last spring, we drove by and they were missing. The apartment was dark. No one was visible in the window. Strangely, we drove by and they were missing The apartment was dark. No one was visible in the window. Strangely, we grew worried about two people we’d never even met. Where did they go? A new round of the guessing game began.

On our last trip at Christmastime, we were relieved to see them once again. We were driving past about 6 p.m., and there they were at cocktail hour. I told my wife that I suspected they were gin drinkers and said we should buy them a bottle. She said that if I bought it, she’d deliver it. I said, “Tomorrow.”

1.Driving along the scenic route, the author’s family were to________.

A．meet their friends there     B．visit the Florida town

C．appreciate a place of interest      D．have supper together

2.Why did the author blow the horn?

A．It was a pleasure for them to see the two men again.

B．It was his habit while driving along the special route.

C．It was an agreement between him and the two men.

D．It was for the sake of safety while driving.

3.Which of the following can best describe the family?

A．generous and sensitive        B．curious and kind

C．helpful and brave                  D．friendly and hurnorous

4.Which of the following will best continue this passage?

A．The two men’s favorite drinks.

B．The two men’s beach apartments

C．The reason of the two men’s absence

D．The author’s next visit to the town

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In America it’s a mistake to think of Florida only the place for vacation ________its tourist attractions.

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My family moved from Taiwan to a small town in central Georgia, where my dad got a visa for his family and a job. I had just learned English, and from what little I could gather from my classmates, Santa Claus would come down one’s chimney（烟囱） and put toys in one’s stocking on Christmas Eve! What a great country, I thought. After I looked up “stocking” in my Chinese-English dictionary, I knew what I had to do.

On that fateful night, after everyone went to bed, I took my longest, cleanest knee sock and attached it to a nail already on the mantel(壁炉). Obviously, the previous owners of this house were no strangers to this Santa character.

I woke up before everyone else on Christmas Day and ran to the fireplace. To make a sob story short, I was hit with the reality of an empty sock and the biggest lie ever told. I burst into tears, quickly took down the sock, and stuffed it in the back of a drawer. Santa was dead.

Every December since then, the topic of Christmas memories would unavoidably come up, and I would amuse my friends with my poor-little-me story. I had to make it as funny as possible, or else I would cry.

How could I know that Santa was just late? Nine years ago, on Christmas Eve, an older man with a white beard and a red cap knocked on my front door. He said, “I’ve been looking for you for twenty-five years.” He handed me a bulging red stocking, winked, and left. On top of the stocking was a card. It read: “For Becky—I may have missed you in the second grade, but you’ve always lived in my heart. Santa.”

Through tear-blurred eyes, I recognized the handwriting of Jill, a friend I had met just two months before. I later discovered that the older man was her father. Jill had seen the hurt little girl underneath the thirty-something woman and decided to do something about it.

So now I believe that Santa is real. I don’t mean the twinkle-eyed character of children’s mythology(神话) or the creation of American holiday marketers. Those Santas annoy and sadden me. I believe in the Santa Claus that live inside good and thoughtful people. This Santa does not return to the North Pole after a crazy delivery but lives each day purposefully, really listens to friends, and then plans deliberate acts of kindness.

1. What does the underlined part “what I had to do” in Paragraph 1 refer to?

A. Waiting for Santa Claus.

B. Putting a stocking on the mantel.

C. Asking for gifts from her parents.

D. Looking up “stocking” in the dictionary

2. It can be inferred from the passage that the author’s parents ____.

A. didn’t love their child at all

B. didn’t know the previous owners of the house

C. didn’t know much about Christmas tradition

D. didn’t have enough money to buy the author Christmas presents

3. When the author told her friends about the story, she felt ______in her heart.

A. proud　　 B. amusing　　 C. hate　　 D. regret

4. By writing the passage, the author speaks highly of ________

A. friendship　　 B. parenting

C. religion　　 　 D. culture

5. The author of the passage is probably ________.

A. a teenager

B. a primary school student

C. a middle-aged woman

D. a native American

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My family moved from Taiwan to a small town in central Georgia, where my dad got a visa for his family and a job. I had just learned English, and from what little I could gather from my classmates, Santa Claus would come down one’s chimney and put toys in one’s stocking on Christmas Eve! What a great country, I thought. After I looked up “stocking” in my Chinese-English dictionary, I knew what I had to do.

On that fateful night, after everyone went to bed, I took my longest, cleanest knee sock and attached it to a nail already on the mantel(壁炉). Obviously, the previous owners of this house were no strangers to this Santa character.

I woke up before everyone else on Christmas Day and ran to the fireplace. To make a sob story short, I was hit with the reality of an empty sock and the biggest lie ever told. I burst into tears, quickly took down the sock, and stuffed it in the back of a drawer. Santa was dead.

Every December since then, the topic of Christmas memories would unavoidably come up, and I would amuse my friends with my poor-little-me story. I had to make it as funny as possible, or else I would cry.

How could I know that Santa was just late? Nine years ago, on Christmas Eve, an older man with a white beard and a red cap knocked on my front door. He said, “I’ve been looking for you for twenty-five years.” He handed me a bulging red stocking, winked, and left. On top of the stocking was a card. It read: “For Becky—I may have missed you in the second grade, but you’ve always lived in my heart. Santa.”

Through tear-blurred eyes, I recognized the handwriting of Jill, a friend I had met just two months before. I later discovered that the older man was her father. Jill had seen the hurt little girl underneath the thirty-something woman and decided to do something about it.

So now I believe that Santa is real. I don’t mean the twinkle-eyed character of children’s mythology or the creation of American holiday marketers. Those Santas annoy and sadden me. I believe in the Santa Claus that live inside good and thoughtful people. This Santa does not return to the North Pole after a crazy delivery but lives each day purposefully, really listens to friends, and then plans deliberate acts of kindness.

1.What does the underlined part “what I had to do” in Paragraph 1 refer to?

A. Waiting for Santa Claus.

B. Putting a stocking on the mantel.

C. Asking for gifts from her parents.

D. Looking up “stocking” in the dictionary

2.It can be inferred from the passage that the author’s parents ________.

A. didn’t love their child at all

B. didn’t know the previous owners of the house

C. didn’t know much about Christmas tradition

D. didn’t have enough money to buy the author Christmas presents

3.When the author told her friends about the story, she felt ________ in her heart.

A. proud　　 　　 B. amusing　　 　 C. hate　　 　　 D. regret

4.The author of the passage is probably ________.

A. a teenager　 　　　　　　　　　 B. a primary school student

C. a middle-aged woman　 　　　 D. a native American

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My family moved from Taiwan to a small town in central Georgia，where my dad got a visa for his family and a job． I had just learned English，and from what little I could gather from my classmates，Santa Claus would come down one’s chimney（烟囱） and put toys in one’s stocking on Christmas Eve! What a great country，I thought．After I looked up “stocking” in my Chinese-English dictionary，I knew what I had to do．

On that fateful night，after everyone went to bed，I took my longest，cleanest knee sock and attached it to a nail already on the mantel(壁炉)．Obviously，the previous owners of this house were no strangers to this Santa character．

I woke up before everyone else on Christmas Day and ran to the fireplace．To make a sob story short，I was hit with the reality of an empty sock and the biggest lie ever told． I burst into tears，quickly took down the sock，and stuffed it in the back of a drawer．Santa was dead．

Every December since then，the topic of Christmas memories would unavoidably come up，and I would amuse my friends with my poor-little-me story．I had to make it as funny as possible，or else I would cry．

How could I know that Santa was just late? Nine years ago，on Christmas Eve，an older man with a white beard and a red cap knocked on my front door．He said，“I’ve been looking for you for twenty-five years．” He handed me a bulging red stocking，winked，and left．On top of the stocking was a card． It read: “For Becky—I may have missed you in the second grade，but you’ve always lived in my heart．Santa．”

Through tear-blurred eyes，I recognized the handwriting of Jill，a friend I had met just two months before．I later discovered that the older man was her father．Jill had seen the hurt little girl underneath the thirty-something woman and decided to do something about it．

So now I believe that Santa is real．I don’t mean the twinkle-eyed character of children’s mythology(神话) or the creation of American holiday marketers．Those Santas annoy and sadden me．I believe in the Santa Claus that live inside good and thoughtful people．This Santa does not return to the North Pole after a crazy delivery but lives each day purposefully，really listens to friends，and then plans deliberate acts of kindness．

1.What does the underlined part “what I had to do” in Paragraph 1 refer to?

A． Waiting for Santa Claus．

B． Putting a stocking on the mantel．

C． Asking for gifts from her parents．

D． Looking up “stocking” in the dictionary

2.It can be inferred from the passage that the author’s parents ____．

A． didn’t love their child at all

B． didn’t know the previous owners of the house

C． didn’t know much about Christmas tradition

D． didn’t have enough money to buy the author Christmas presents

3.When the author told her friends about the story，she felt ______in her heart．

A． proud　　 B． amusing　　 C． hate　　 D． regret

4.By writing the passage，the author speaks highly of ________

A． friendship

B． parenting

C． religion

D． culture

5.The author of the passage is probably ________．

A． a teenager

B． a primary school student

C． a middle-aged woman

D． a native American

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My family moved from Taiwan to a small town in central Georgia, where my dad got a visa for his family and a job. I had just learned English, and from what little I could gather from my classmates, Santa Claus would come down one’s chimney and put toys in one’s stocking on Christmas Eve! What a great country, I thought. After I looked up “stocking” in my Chinese-English dictionary, I knew what I had to do.

On that fateful night, after everyone went to bed, I took my longest, cleanest knee sock and attached it to a nail already on the mantel(壁炉). Obviously, the previous owners of this house were no strangers to this Santa character.

I woke up before everyone else on Christmas Day and ran to the fireplace. To make a sob story short, I was hit with the reality of an empty sock and the biggest lie ever told. I burst into tears, quickly took down the sock, and stuffed it in the back of a drawer. Santa was dead.

Every December since then, the topic of Christmas memories would unavoidably come up, and I would amuse my friends with my poor-little-me story. I had to make it as funny as possible, or else I would cry.

How could I know that Santa was just late? Nine years ago, on Christmas Eve, an older man with a white beard and a red cap knocked on my front door. He said, “I’ve been looking for you for twenty-five years.” He handed me a bulging red stocking, winked, and left. On top of the stocking was a card. It read: “For Becky—I may have missed you in the second grade, but you’ve always lived in my heart. Santa.”

Through tear-blurred eyes, I recognized the handwriting of Jill, a friend I had met just two months before. I later discovered that the older man was her father. Jill had seen the hurt little girl underneath the thirty-something woman and decided to do something about it.

So now I believe that Santa is real. I don’t mean the twinkle-eyed character of children’s mythology or the creation of American holiday marketers. Those Santas annoy and sadden me. I believe in the Santa Claus that live inside good and thoughtful people. This Santa does not return to the North Pole after a crazy delivery but lives each day purposefully, really listens to friends, and then plans deliberate acts of kindness.

1.What does the underlined part “what I had to do” in Paragraph 1 refer to?

A. Waiting for Santa Claus.

B. Putting a stocking on the mantel.

C. Asking for gifts from her parents.

D. Looking up “stocking” in the dictionary

2.It can be inferred from the passage that the author’s parents ________.

A. didn’t love their child at all

B. didn’t know the previous owners of the house

C. didn’t know much about Christmas tradition

D. didn’t have enough money to buy the author Christmas presents

3.When the author told her friends about the story, she felt ________ in her heart.

A. proud　　 　　 B. amusing　　 　 C. hate　　 　　 D. regret

4.The author of the passage is probably ________.

A. a teenager　 　　　　　　 B. a primary school student

C. a middle-aged woman　 D. a native American

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Only my cousin has chosen to apply for a job in Africa _______ the majority of this year’s graduates working in Britain.

A.in common with B.as well as

C.in contrast to D.by reason of

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Only my cousin has chosen to apply for a job in Africa ________ the majority of this year's graduates working in Britain.

A．in common with　     B．as well as

C．in contrast to　     D．by reason of

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Some years ago, on a hot summer day in south Florida, a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator (美洲鳄) was swimming toward the shore.

His father working in the yard saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, he ran toward the water, yelling to his son as loudly as he could.

Hearing his voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U – turn to swim to his father. It was too late. Just as he reached his father, the alligator reached him. From the dock, the father grabbed his little boy by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug – of – war (拔河) between the two. The alligator was much stronger than the father, but the father was much too passionate to let go. A farmer happened to drive by, took aim and shot the alligator.

Remarkably, the little boy survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal. And, on his arms, were deep scratches where his father’s fingernails dug into his fresh in his effort to hang on to the son he loved.

The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy asked if he would show his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, he said to the reporter, “But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my dad wouldn’t let go.”

You and I can identify with that boy. We have scars, too. No, not from an alligator, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend, are because someone has refused to let go. In the midst of your struggle, someone has been there holding on to you.

If you have the scars of someone’s love on your arms, be very, very grateful. Someone in your life did not and will not ever let you go.

Never judge another person’s scars, because you don’t know how they got them.

1. Which of the following is the most closely related to the underlined word “passionate”?

A. determined   B. anxious   C. frightened   D. courageous

2.When the boy told the newspaper reporter about the scars on his arms, he felt ________.

A. painful and fearful   B. regretful and panic

C. proud and grateful   D. excited and thankful

3.In the story the writer intends to tell us that ________.

A. scars always remind people of their past experiences

B. wounds in the mind are more painful than those in the body

C. a painful past always leaves scars on a person’s mind

D. scars do not necessarily mean pain at all times

4.Which of the following viewpoints will the writer most probably agree with?

A. Be grateful to a painful past, for you can always learn something from it.

B. Other people’s criticism or blame may hurt you, but if it is for your own good, you should take it thankfully.

C. The swimming hole of life is filled with danger, but you don’t need to be too serious about it as someone will never let you go.

D. If someone hurts you, be grateful to them, for they mean no harm

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178. My brother has _____ the army for more than five years.

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