Some years ago when I was in my first year in college, I heard Salome Bey sing for the first time. The moment was exciting. Salome’s   【小题1】 filled the room and brought the theater to life. I was so   【小题2】  that I decided to write an article about her.
I   【小题3】  Salome Bey, telling her I was from Essence magazine, and that I wanted to meet her to talk about her career. She   【小题4】  and told me to come to her studio next Tuesday. When I hung up, I was scared out of my mind. I   【小题5】  I was lying. I was not a writer at all and hadn’t even written a grocery list.
I interviewed Salome Bey the next Tuesday. I sat there   【小题6】 , taking notes and asking questions that all began with, “Can you tell me…” I soon realized that   【小题7】  Salome Bey was one thing, but writing a story for a national magazine was just impossible. The   【小题8】  was almost unbearable. I struggled for days   【小题9】  draft after draft. Finally I put my manuscript (手稿) into a large envelope and dropped it into a mailbox.
It didn’t take long. My manuscript   【小题10】 . How stupid of me! I thought. How could I   【小题11】  in a world of professional writers? Knowing I couldn’t   【小题12】  the rejection letter, I threw the unopened envelope into a drawer.
Five years later, I was moving to California. While   【小题13】  my apartment, I came across the unopened envelope. This time I opened it and read the editor’s letter in   【小题14】 :
Ms. Profit,
Your story on Salome Bey is fantastic. Yet we need some more relevant materials. Please   【小题15】  those and return the article immediately. We would like to   【小题16】  your story soon.
Shocked, it took me a long time to   【小题17】 . Fear of rejection cost me dearly. I lost at least five hundred dollars and the chance of having my article appear in a major magazine. More importantly, I lost years of   【小题18】  writing. Today, I have become a full-time writer.   【小题19】  this experience, I’ve learned a very important lesson: You can’t   【小题20】  to doubt yourself.

I was walking along the main street of a small seaside town in the north of England looking for somewhere to make a phone call. My car had broken down outside the town and I wanted to contact the AA Company. Low grey clouds were gathering across the sky and there was a cold damp wind blowing off the sea which nearly threw me off my feet every time I crossed one of the side streets. It had rained in the night and water was dripping from the bare trees that lined the street. I was glad that I was wearing a thick coat.
There was no sign of a call box, nor was there anyone at that early hour whom I could ask. I had thought I might find a shop open selling the Sunday papers or a milkman doing his rounds, but the town was completely dead. The only living thing I saw was a thin frightened cat outside a small restaurant.
Then suddenly I found what I was looking for. There was a small post office, and almost hidden from sight in a dark narrow street. Next to it was the town’s only public call box, which badly needed a coat of paint. I hurried forward, but stopped in astonishment when I saw through the dirty glass that there was a man inside. He was fat, and was wearing a cheap blue plastic raincoat. I could not see his face and he didn’t raise his head at the sound of my footsteps.
Carefully, I remained standing a few feet away and lit a cigarette to wait for my turn. It was when I threw the dead match on the ground that I noticed something bright red trickling from under the box call door
【小题1】 At what time was the story set?

A．cold and frightening	B．dirty and crowded
C．empty and dead	D．unusual and unpleasant

阅读下面短文，掌握其大意，然后从36—55各题所给的四个选项（A、B、C和D）中，选出最佳选项，并在答题卡上将该项涂黑。
My mother only had one eye . During elementary school , there was a time  36  my poor mom came to my classroom . She was such a(n)  37  that I threw her a hateful look and ran out . soon word  38  that I had a one-eye mother . Everybody  39  me . So I told myself that I would grow up and become  40  , because I hated my mom and our desperate  41  . Then I studied really hard and later became a powerful businessman . I was living happily in Seoul when my mother  42  came to see me . I felt  43  the whole sky was falling apart on me . My little daughter ran away ,  44  of my mom’s eye . I asked my mother coldly , “ Who are you ? I don’t know you !” as if she were a(n)  45  . My mother quietly answered , “ Oh , I’m sorry . I may have got the wrong  46  ,” and disappeared . Thank God ! She didn’t recognize me . I was quite  47  .
One day , a letter  48  a school reunion came to my office . I decided to take part . After the reunion , I  49  to my old home , only to find my mother falling on the cold ground with a  50  in her hand , which read :
My son ,
I think my life has been enough now . I won’t visit Seoul anymore , but would it be too much if I wanted you to visit me once in a while ? I  51  you so much . And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion . But I decided not to go to the school . I’m  52  that I was an embarrassment for you . You see , when you were very small , you got a(n)  53  , and lost your eye . As a mother , I couldn’t  54  watching you grow up with only one eye , so I gave you mine . I was so proud of my son seeing a new world for me , in my place , with that eye . You mean the world to me .
My world shattered（崩裂）. Then I cried for the person who  55  for me—my mother .
36    A   when               B.     which             C.               whose                   D     as
37    A   achievement     B.     experience      C.         encouragement  Dembarrassment
38    A   showed off       B.     moved about   C.               got around             D     turned over
39    A   turned to          B.     laughed at       C.               contributed to        D     cared for
40    A   generous          B.     devoted          C.               successful              D     lucky
41    A   poverty            B.     illness            C.               desire                    D     hunger
42 A       unfortunately    B.     Unnecessariy   C.        unlikely         Dunexpectedly
43    A   even though      B.     as if               C.             in case                   D     if only
44    A   afraid               B.     proud             C.               sure                      D     full
45    A   owner              B.     beggar            C.               relative                  D     friend
46    A   number            B.     way               C.               direction                D     address
47    A   depressed         B.     worried          C.               relaxed                  D     puzzled
48    A   including          B.     considering     C.               concluding             D     regarding
49    A   returned           B.     responded       C.               replied                  D     recovered
50    A   book                B.     photo             C.               newspaper             D     letter
51    A   hate                 B.     miss               C.               like                       D     envy
52    A   glad                 B.     delighted        C.               sorry                     D     excited
53    A   incident            B.     experience      C.               affair                    D     accident
54    A   stand                B.     help               C.               appreciate              D     understand
55    A   learned             B.     cried              C.               fell                       D     lived

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The Brick

　　About ten years ago, a young and very successful manager named Josh was travelling down a Chicago neighborhood street. He was going a bit fast in his 1 car.

　　He was watching for kids rushing out from between parked cars. 2 his car passed, no child rushed out, but a brick did and WHUMP! It 3 his shiny black side door! Josh 4 out of his car, grabbed the kid and pushed him up 5 a parked car. He shouted at the kid,“ 6 was that all about and who are you? Just what are you doing?”He went on with 7 “That's my new Jaguar, that brick you threw is going to cost you a lot of money. Why did you throw it?”

　　“Please, mister, please…I'm 8 ! I didn't know what else to do!” 9 the youngster.“I threw the brick 10 no one else would stop!”Tears were dripping down the boy's chin as he 11 around the parked car.“It's my brother, mister,”he said.“He rolled 12 the sidewalk and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't 13 him up.”Sobbing, the boy asked the manager,“Would you please help me get him 14 into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me.”

15　　 beyond words, he lifted the young man back into the wheelchair and took out his handkerchief 16 wiped the cuts, checking to see that everything was going to be OK. He then 17 the younger brother push him down the sidewalk toward their home.

　　It was a long and slow walk back to his expensive car. Josh 18 did fix the side door of his Jaguar. He kept the damage to 19 him not to go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at him to get his attention. Pay 20 to the bricks of life coming at to you.

I was walking along the main street of a small seaside town in the north of England looking for somewhere to make a phone call. My car had broken down outside the town and I wanted to contact the AA Company. Low grey clouds were gathering across the sky and there was a cold damp wind blowing off the sea which nearly threw me off my feet every time I crossed one of the side streets. It had rained in the night and water was dripping from the bare trees that lined the street. I was glad that I was wearing a thick coat.

There was no sign of a call box, nor was there anyone at that early hour whom I could ask. I had thought I might find a shop open selling the Sunday papers or a milkman doing his rounds, but the town was completely dead. The only living thing I saw was a thin frightened cat outside a small restaurant.

Then suddenly I found what I was looking for. There was a small post office, and almost hidden from sight in a dark narrow street. Next to it was the town’s only public call box, which badly needed a coat of paint. I hurried forward, but stopped in astonishment when I saw through the dirty glass that there was a man inside. He was fat, and was wearing a cheap blue plastic raincoat. I could not see his face and he didn’t raise his head at the sound of my footsteps.

Carefully, I remained standing a few feet away and lit a cigarette to wait for my turn. It was when I threw the dead match on the ground that I noticed something bright red trickling from under the box call door

1. At what time was the story set?

    A. An early winter morning          B. A cold winter afternoon

    C. An early summer morning          D.A windy summer afternoon

2. Which of the following words best describe the writer’s impression of the town?

    A. cold and frightening             B. dirty and crowded

    C. empty and dead                   D. unusual and unpleasant

3. The underlined word “ trickling” in the last paragraph means_______________

    A. rushing out suddenly             B. shining brightly

    C. flowing slowly in drops          D. appearing slowly

4. Why didn’t the man raise his head when the writer came near?

    A. He was annoyed at being seen by the writer.

    B. He was angry at being disturbed by the writer.

    C. He was probably fast asleep.

    D. He was probably murdered.