—What a beautiful day!

— Yes， it's ________ that I'd like to take a walk.

A. such nice weather                B. so a nice weather

C. such a nice weather        D. so nice weather

 

III 阅读 （共两节，满分50分）

第一节 阅读理解（共20小题；每小题2分，满分40分）

阅读下列短文, 从每题所给的A、B、C和D项中, 选出最佳选项, 并在答题卡上将该项涂黑。

I sit at my kitchen table, while my daughter, Anna, sits next to my mother. On the wall hangs a photo of my father.

    “When is Rick going to be here?” My mother asks, referring to my husband. 

    “I don’t know, Mom,” I answer patiently. “He’ll be here for dinner.”

    I sigh and get up from the table. This is at least the tenth time she has asked that question. 

    While my mother and daughter play, I busy myself making a salad. 

“Don't put in any onions,” Mom says. “You know how Daddy hates onion.”

“Yes, Mom,” I answer. 

I scrub(洗擦) off a carrot and chop it into bite-size pieces.

“Don't put any onions in the salad,” she reminds me. “You know how Daddy hates onion.”

This time I can’t answer. 

My mother had been beautiful. She still is. In fact, my mother is still everything she has

been, just a bit forgetful.

I cut off the end of the cucumber and rub it to take away the bitterness. Cut and rub. This  is a trick I have learned from my mother, along with a trillion other things: cooking, sewing, 

dating, laughing, thinking. I learned how to grow up. 

And I learned that when my mother was around, I never had to be afraid. So why am I afraid now? 

I study my mother's hands. Her nails are no longer a bright red, but painted a light pink.。Almost no color at all. And as I stare at them, I realize I am feeling them as they shaped my 

youth. Hands that packed a thousand lunches and wiped a million tears off my cheeks. 

Now my hands have grown into those of my mother's. Hands that have cooked uneaten 

meals, held my own daughter's frightened fingers on the first day of school and dried tears 

off her face. 

I grow lighthearted. I can feel my mother kiss me goodnight, check to see if the window is

locked, then blow another kiss from the doorway. Then I am my mother, blowing that same

kiss to Anna. 

Outside everything is still. Shadows fall among the trees, shaped like pieces of a puzzle.

Someday my daughter will be standing in my place, and I will rest where my mother now sits. 

Will I remember then how it felt to be both mother and daughter? Will I ask the same

question too many times? 

I walk over and sit down between my mother and her granddaughter. 

“Where is Rick?” my mother asks, resting her hand on the table next to mine. And in that

instant I know she remembers. She may repeat herself a little too much. But she remembers. 

“He’ll be here,” I answer with a smile. 

46. What’s wrong with the writer’s mother?

A. She is very old.           B. She suffers forgetfulness.

C. She is absent-minded.      D. She is eager to see Rick.

47. What can we learn about the writer’s father according to the passage?

  A. He might have passed away for years.

 B. He goes out for a walk by himself.

C. He is out doing something with Rick.

D. He loves the writer’s mother deeply.

48. The underlined sentence “I realize I am feeling them as they shaped my youth” probably means that ______. 

A. Mother’s hands witnessed my growth as a youth

B. Mother’s hands are similar to mine as a youth

C. I like to feel mother’s hands when she was young

D. I realize her hands were exactly like those in her youth

49. Which of the following words best describe the writer’s mood towards her mother?

  A. Content.    B. Disappointed.     C. Loving.    D. Considerate.

50. The best title for the passage would be ______.

  A. Mother’s beauty           B. My father hates onion 

C. Hard-working mother       D. Mother’s hands

Once on a dark winter's day，when the yellow fog hung so thick and heavy in the streets of London that the lamps were lighted and the shop windows blazed with gas as they did at night，an odd-looking little girl sat in a cab with her father and was driven rather slowly through the main street.

Sara Crewe leaned against her father，who held her in his arms，as she stared out of the window at the passing people with an old-fashioned thoughtfulness in her big eyes. At this moment she was remembering the voyage she had just made from Bombay with her father，Captain Crewe. She was thinking of what a strange thing it was that at one time one was in India in the hot sun，and then in the middle of the ocean，and then driving in a strange vehicle through strange streets.

“Papa，” she said in a low，mysterious little voice which was almost a whisper.

“What is it，darling?”Captain Crewe answered，holding her closer and looking down into her face．

    "Is this the place？＂Sara whispered.

    "Yes，little Sara，it is. We have reached it at last.”

    It seemed to her many years since he had begun to prepare her mind for "the place”，as she always called it. Her mother had died when she was born，so she had never known or missed her.Her young，handsome，rich father seemed to be the only relation she had in the world．

    During her short life only one thing had troubled her，and that thing was "the place” she was to be taken to some day. The climate of India was very bad for children，and as soon as possible they were sent away from it-generally to England and to school.

    "Couldn't you go to that place with me，Papa？＂she had asked when she was five years old．

    "Couldn't you go to school，too？ I would help you with your lessons.”

    "But you will not have to stay for a very long time，little Sara，”he had always said. "You will grow so fast that it will seem scarcely a year before you are big enough and clever enough to come back and take care of Papa.”

She had liked to think of that．She liked to talk to him and read his books-that would be what she would like most in the world，and if one must go away to "the place” in England to attain it，she must make up her mind to go．She liked books more than anything else，and was， in fact，always inventing stories of beautiful things and telling them to herself.

Captain Crewe held her very closely in his arms as the cab rolled into the big，dull square in which stood the house which was their destination．

1.The story happened_______．

A. on a moonless night   B. on a foggy day

C. on a hot day       D. on a starry night

2.Sara Crewe came to England to_______

A. visit her relatives    B. see her mother's house

C. receive education    D. buy books for her father

3.We can learn from the story that Sara Crewe was_______．

A. sceptical B. curious C. cheerful D. imaginative

 

 

       阅读下面短文，掌握其大意，然后从各题所给的四个选项中，选出最佳选项

       Have you ever run in the rain?

       It was raining outside．We all stood near the door of the  1, waiting．Suddenly I heard a sweet voice．“Mom, let’s  2the rain,” said a six-year-old girl, with beautiful red hair, who had been shopping with her mum in Wal-mart．

       “What? No, honey．We’ll __3__until it stops raining so hard,” the mother replied．The girl waited about one minute and repeated, “Mom, let’s run through the rain．”

       “We’ll  4if we do,” the mother said．“No, we won’t, mom．That’s not what you said this morning,” the young girl said as she   5out of her mom’s arm．

       “This morning?” “Yes, when you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, ‘If God can get us through this, he can get us through anything!’”

       The whole crowd became   6．We couldn’t hear anything but   7．We all stood there silently．Her mom__8___ for a moment and said, “Honey, you’re right．Let’s run through the rain．If God lets us get wet, well, maybe we just need __9__．”

       Then off they ran．We all stood there, watching and smiling as they ran through the rain．They held their shopping bags over their __10__just in case．Yes, they got wet．But they were followed by many __11__ who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars．

       Memory is a fortune, a precious gift．I believe that somewhere down the road in life, the mother will   12herself looking back on this moment and she will smile．So Don't forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories every day and take the time to run through the rain．

1.A．cinema                   B．school               C．supermarket        D．park

2.A．run through           B．go through          C．look through        D．get through

3.A．leave                       B．wait                  C．imagine            D．jump

4.A．get tired                 B．get confused      C．get paid               D．get wet

5.A．pushed                   B．pulled                C．carried                D．monitored

6.A．noisy               B．calm              C．silent                D．thrilled

7.A．her mum                B．the girl               C．laughter               D．the rain

8.A．thought               B．claimed          C．asked                  D．cared

9.A．running                  B．waiting           C．walking               D．washing

10.A．hands               B．backs                C．heads                 D．coats

11.A．adults                B．children             C．parents          D．drivers

12.A．stop                     B．find                  C．make                  D．impress