It（）that I met one of my old classmates on my way home yesterday.

I disregarded (不顾) my parents' disapproval. We were very happy together. He picked me up from my dorm every morning, and after class we would sit alongside the stream that ran through campus, or sunbathe (晒太阳) on the lawn. At night he would walk me back to my dorm. He came from a poor family, but in order to make me happy, he borrowed money from his friend to buy presents and meals for me. Our fellow students looked up to him as a role model, and the girls envied (妒忌) me. He wasn't a local, but wanted to stay here after graduation. I thought we had a future together. However, when I got a part-time job during the summer vacation, people began giving me a lot of pressure, saying that a pretty, intelligent girl like me should find a better guy to spend time with. This was also what my family thought. He spent the summer in his hometown, so I was all by myself. When he got back, I began finding fault with him. But his big heart and warmth soon drove all unpleasant thoughts away. However, I had no idea how badly I had hurt him and that things would get worse. I had a good part4ime job off campus that paid pretty well. With my good performance at school, I also got admission to graduate school at one of China's best universities. He, on the other hand, did not do so well at school or at work. I had to worry about his living expenses, job and scores. Almost all my colleagues and friends advised me to break up with him. Then we had a quarrel last June. He was in great pain, and my cold words and bad moods started turning him away. Graduation time was drawing near, and he said he wanted to go back to his hometown. He said that he couldn't put up with me anymore. I was shocked and looked at him in despair. True love happens only once, but I found it out too late. 第36题：When did the author fall in love with the boy？ A．When she was a junior. B．After she had a quarrel with him. C．When she was a second-year student. D．After she found a part-time job.

A.discourages B.shows C.surprises D.frightens

In my view, parents should share household tasks and childcare. I think the division of labor should depend on individual circumstances. It seems to me that we can learn most things if we try. It's unwise to suggest that women should take care of most of the practical aspects of childcare because they are more patient, more gentle and more skilled at it. Men can be just as skilled in these areas if they have practice! Of course, I acknowledge that men are often physically stronger than women and are therefore better at doing certain types of physical work. And I don't deny that one individual may be better at cooking, for example, than the other. But I reject the suggestion that cleaning, washing and ironing are women's work. I strongly believe that we should question all types of sexual stereotyping. If you ask me, there's no such thing as "women's work". There's no reason at all why a man shouldn't do the ironing! My husband does all the ironing in our house — and I do all the electrical repairs! (33) A．Some jobs are more suitable for men than for women. B．Women should take care of the practical aspects of childcare. C．Cleaning, washing and ironing are women's work. D．There should not be such things as "women's work".

W: But next to potatoes, I believe. Q: What does the woman mean？ (15) A．It's raining heavily. B．It's going to rain. C．It's raining slightly. D．He wants some cats and dogs.

One day I was【39】to the college I taught in at Henderson, 17 miles away from where I lived. When a quarter mile was left down the road to the college, my car died. I tried to start it again, but the engine wouldn't【40】So I walked to the college. My secretary asked me what had happened. "This is my lucky day," I replied, smiling. "Your car breaks down and today is your lucky day？" She was【41】. "What do you mean？" "I live 17 miles from here." I replied. "My car could have broken down anywhere along the freeway. It didn't.【42】it broke down in the perfect place: off the freeway,within walking distance of the college. I'm still able to teach my class and get help from the tow truck. If my car was meant to break down today, it couldn't have been in a more convenient way." The secretary's eyes opened【43】and then she smiled. I scanned the sixty faces before me.【44】it was a big crowd, no one made any noise. Somehow, my story had【45】them. In fact, it had all started with a student's observation that I was cheerful. (36) A．nervously B．carefully C．cheerfully D．eagerly

I could not help but examine my conscience before her and I asked what I would say if I was in her place. And my answer was very simple. I would have tried to draw a little attention to myself. I would have said I am hungry, that I am dying, I am cold, I am in pain, or something, but she gave me much more - she gave me her grateful love. And she died with a smile on her face. So did that man whom we picked up from the drain, half eaten with worms, and we brought him to the home. "I have lived like an animal in the street, but I am going to die like an angel, loved and cared for", he said at the end . And it was so wonderful to see the greatness of that man who could speak like that, who could die like that without blaming anybody, without cursing anybody, without comparing anything. Like an angel - this is the greatness of our people. And that is why we believe what Jesus has said: I was hungry, I was naked, I was homeless, I was unwanted, unloved, uncared for, and you did it to me. And with this prize that I received as a Prize of Peace, I am going to try to make the home for many people who have no home. Because I believe that love begins at home and if we can create a home for the poor I think that more and more love will spread. And we will be able through this understanding love to bring peace, be the good news to the poor, the poor in our own family first, in our country and in the world. When I pick up a person from the street, hungry, I give him a plate of rice, a piece of bread, I have satisfied. I have removed that hunger. But to a person who is shut out, who feels unwanted, unloved, terrified, the person who has been thrown out from society, that poverty is so full of hurt and so unbearable… And so let us always meet each other with a smile, for the smile is the beginning of love, and once we begin to love each other naturally we want to do something. What can be learned from the second paragraph？ A．The woman should have paid more attention to herself. B．The man couldn' t blame anyone. C．The author is religious. D．The man died in the street.

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I had an experience recently with someone admitting to me that he had made a mistake fifteen years ago. He told me he had been the manager of a grocery store in the neighborhood where I grew up, and he asked me if I remembered the egg cartons. Then he related an incident and I began to remember vaguely the incident he was de scribing. I was about eight years old at the time, and I had gone into the store with my mother to do the weekly grocery shopping. On that particular clay, I must have found my way to the dairy food department where the incident tool place. (80) There must have been a special sale on eggs that day be cause there was an impressive display of eggs in dozen and half-dozen cartons. The cartons were stacked three or four feet high. I must have stopped in front of a display to admire the stacks. Just then a woman came by pushing her grocery cart and knocked off the stacks of cartons. For some reason, I decided it was up to me to put the display back together; so I went to work. The manager heard the noise and came rushing over to see what had happened. When he appeared, I was on my knees inspecting some of the cartons to see if any of the eggs were broken, but to him it looked as though I was culprit(罪犯). He severely scolded me and wanted me to pay for any broken eggs. I protested my innocence and tried to explain, but it did no good. Even though I quickly forgot all about the incident, apparently the manager did not. How old was the author when he wrote this article？ A．About 8. B．About 18. C．About 23. D．About 15.

A．why B．where C．which D．what

W: Does it have three bedrooms？ M: No. There are two. The master bedroom is quite spacious though. Maybe you could let the children share the larger room, and you and your husband could use the smaller one. W: I suppose I could do that. M: A three-bedroom apartment will be difficult to find. W: Yes, I know. Believe me, I have been looking for over a week. The few three-bedroom apartments that I have found are either extremely expensive or the owner won't allow children as tenants. M: Well, the owner allows two children in this apartment complex. W: Aren't you the owner？ M: No. I am the manager. I live here, too, on the first floor of this building. W: Oh. That's nice. Then if anything gets broken... M: Just leave a note on my door. W: You said that the rent would be 350 dollars a month. Does that include any of the utilities？ M: Yes. It includes gas. Your furnace and stove axe gas, so, as you can imagine, your other utilities, electric and water, are quite inexpensive. W: This sounds better and better. But before I sign a lease I would like my husband to see it. M: Why not stop by with him this evening？ W: How late are you open？ He doesn't get off work until five. M: Come by at six. I will still be in the office. I am sure that you are eager to move from the hotel, and if we get the paper work out of the way tonight, you can move in tomorrow. W: Oh, that would be wonderful. (23) A．The woman's husband. B．The owner of the apartment. C．The apartment manager. D．The tenant who occupies the apartment now.

I chose to study engineering at a small liberal-arts university that doesn't even offer a major in electrical engineering. Obviously, this was not a practical choice; I came here for more noble reasons. I wanted a broad education that would provide me with flexibility and a value system to guide me in my career. I wanted to open my eyes and expand my vision by interacting with people who weren't studying science or engineering. My parents, teachers and other adults praised me for such a sensible choice. They told me I was wise and mature beyond my 18 years, and I believed them. I headed off to college, feeling sure I was going to have an advantage over those students who went to big engineering "factories" where they didn't care if you had values or were flexible. I was going to be a complete engineer: technical genius and sensitive humanist all in one. Now I'm not so sure. Somewhere along the way my noble ideals crashed into reality, as all noble ideals eventually do. After three years of struggling to balance math, physics and engineering courses with liberal arts courses, I have learned there are reasons why few engineering students try to reconcile engineering with liberal-arts courses in college. The reality that has blocked my path to become the typical successful student is that engineering and the liberal arts simply don't mix as easily as I assumed in high school. Individually they shape a person in very different ways; together they threaten to confuse. The struggle to reconcile the two fields of study is difficult. The author chose to study engineering at a small liberal-arts university because he ______. A．intended to be a sensible student with noble ideals B．wanted to be an example of practicality and rationality C．intended to be a combination of engineer and humanist D．wanted to coordinate engineering with liberal-arts courses in college 此题为多项选择题。

He sent me to college to the state university. The desire to write, which had been strong during all my days in high school, grew stronger still. I was editor of the college paper, the college magazine, etc. , and in my last year or two I was a member of a course in playwriting which had just been established there. I wrote several little one-act plays, still thinking I would become a lawyer or a newspaper man, never daring to believe I could seriously become a writer. Then I went to Harvard, wrote some more plays there, became obsessed with the idea that I had to be a playwright, left Harvard, had my plays rejected, and finally in the autumn of 1926, how, why, or in what manner I have never exactly been able to determine. But probably because the force in me that had to write at length sought out its channel, I began to write my first book in London. I was living all alone at that time. I had two rooms--a bedroom and a sitting room--in a litter square in Chelsea in which all the houses had that familiar, smoked brick and cream-yellow-plaster look. We may conclude, in regard to the author's development as a writer, that his father ________. A．made an important contribution B．insisted that he choose writing as a career C．opposed his becoming a writer D．insisted that he read Hamlet in order to learn how to be a writer

&8226;You will hear five short recordings. &8226;For each recording, decide how much is the total amount the speaker is talking about. &8226;Write one letter (A-H) next to the number of the recording. &8226;Do not use any letter more than once. &8226;After you have listened once, replay the recordings. Amounts A．51 pounds B．17 pounds C．2.16 pounds D．1.85 pounds E．16 pounds F．1.36 pounds G．2.42 pounds H．1.35 pounds

away, I was still learning my lines. I was having trouble dealing with my part-time job at the bank and my acting at night at the same time. As I walked, I thought seriously about giving up both acting and San Francisco. City life had become too much for me. As I walked down empty streets under tall buildings, I felt very small and cold. I began running, both to keep warm and to keep away from any possible robbers (抢劫犯). Very few people were still out except a few sad-looking homeless people under blankets. About a block from my apartment (公寓房间), I heard a sound behind me: I turned quickly, half expecting to see someone with a knife or a gun. The street was empty. All I saw was a shining streetlight. Still, the noise had made me nervous, so I started to run faster. Not until I reached my apartment building and unlocked the door did I realize what the noise had been. It had been my wallet falling to the sidewalk. Suddenly I wasn't cold or tired anymore. I ran out of the door and back to where I'd heard the noise. Although I searched the sidewalk anxiously for fifteen minutes, my wallet was nowhere to be found. Just as I was about to give up the search, I heard the garbage truck (垃圾车) pull up to the sidewalk next to me. When a voice called from the inside, "Lily Smith？" I thought I was dreaming. How could this man know my name？ The door opened, and out jumped a small red-haired man with an aroused look in his eyes. "Is this what you're looking for？" he asked, holding up a small square shape. It was nearly 3 a.m. by the time I got into bed. I wouldn't get much sleep that night, but I had gotten my wallet back. I also had gotten back some enjoyment of city life. I realized that the city couldn't be a bad place as long as people were willing to help each other. How did the writer feel when she was walking home after work？ A．Cold and sick. B．Fortunate and hopeful. C．Satisfied and cheerful. D．Disappointed and helpless.

Cities can be frightening places. The majority of the population lives in massive tower blocks, noisy, dirty and impersonal. The sense of belonging to a community tends to disappear when you live fifteen floors up. All you can see from your window is sky, or other blocks of flats. Children become aggressive and nervous—cooped up at home all day, with nowhere to play; their mothers feel isolated from the rest of the world. Strangely enough, whereas in the past the inhabitants of one street all knew each other, nowadays people on tire same floor in tower blocks don't even say hello to each other. Country life, on the other hand, differs from this kind of isolated existence in that a sense of community generally binds the inhabitants of small villages together. People have the advantage of knowing that there is always someone to turn to when they need help. But country life has disadvantages too. While it is true that you may be among friends in a village, it is also true that you are cut off from the exciting and important events that take place in cities. There's little possibility of going to a new show or the latest movie. Shopping becomes a major problem, and for anything slightly out of the ordinary you have to go on an expedition to the nearest large town. The city-dweller who leaves for the country is often oppressed by a sense of unbearable stillness and quietness. What, then, is the answer？ The country has the advantage of peace and quiet, but suffers from the disadvantage of being cut off; the city breeds a feeling of isolation, and constant noise batters the senses. But one of its main advantages is that you are at the centre of things; and that life doesn't come to an end at half past nine at night. Some people have found(or rather bought) a compromise between the two: they have expressed their preference for the "quiet life" by leaving the suburbs and moving to villages within commuting distance of large cities. They generally have about as much sensitivity as the plastic flowers they leave behind—they are polluted with strange ideas about change and improvement which they force on to the unwilling original inhabitants of the village. What then of my dreams of leaning on a cottage gate and murmuring "morning" to the locals as they pass by？ I'm keen on the idea, but you see there's my cat, Toby. I'm not at all sure that he would take to all that fresh air and exercise in the long grass. I mean, can you see him mixing with all those hearty males down the farm？ No, he would rather have the electric imitation-coal fire any evening. One of the disadvantages of living in high-rise buildings is that ______. A．the parents may become violent and difficult to put up with B．the residents may not have a good view from their windows C．the residents may become indifferent to their neighbors D．the children may become too frustrated to be controlled

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