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科目：高中英语
题型：阅读理解
阅读下面短文，从短文后各题所给的四个选项（A、B、C和D）中，选出可以填入空白处的最佳选项，并在答题卡上将该项涂黑。 I ran into a stranger as he passed by. “I’m so sorry!” was my reply. Then he said. “Excuse me too——I wasn’t& &&36& watching& for you.” We were very polite, this stranger and I. Then we went &&37 our way after saying goodbye. But at &&38& &, a different story is told. How we treat our loved ones, young and old. Later in the kitchen, as I &&39& &our meal, my daughter walked up to me, very still. When I turned, I &&40& &knocked her down. “Get out of the way!” I shouted with a frown(皱眉头). She stepped away silently, with her little heart &&41& &. I didn’t realize how harshly I had spoken. That night, when I lay &&42& &in bed, God’s quiet voice spoke to me, “While &&43 &&with a stranger, you are calm and polite, but with those you love, you are QUICK to excite—Go look around on the kitchen floor, you will find some flowers there by the &&44& . Those are the flowers she brought for you. She &&45& &them herself—pink, yellow, and your favorite blue. She stood there quietly, and you never saw the &&46& &in her eyes.” By this time, I felt sad and small and now my own tears had begun to fall. I quietly went and knelt by her &&47& &, “Wake up, my dear,” I said. “Are these the flowers you picked up for me?” She smiled, “I found them out by the tree. I &&48& &them in a napkin, just for you. I knew you’d like them, especially the &&49& &.” I said, “I am so sorry that I missed them today—and I &&50& &have fussed（发牢骚）at you that way.”
科目：高中英语
来源：学年安徽省岳西中学高三上学期联合考试英语卷
题型：完型填空
阅读下面短文，从短文后各题所给的四个选项（A、B、C和D）中，选出可以填入空白处的最佳选项，并在答题卡上将该项涂黑。&I ran into a stranger as he passed by. “I’m sosorry!” was my reply. Then he said. “Excuse me too——I wasn’t& &&36&watching& for you.” We were very polite, this stranger and I. Then wewent &&37 our way after saying goodbye.But at &&38& &, adifferent story is told. How we treat our loved ones, young and old. Later inthe kitchen, as I &&39& &our meal, my daughterwalked up to me, very still. When I turned, I &&40& &knockedher down. “Get out of the way!” I shouted with a frown(皱眉头). She stepped away silently, with her little heart &&41&&. I didn’t realize how harshly I had spoken.That night, when I lay &&42& &inbed, God’s quiet voice spoke to me, “While &&43&& witha stranger, you are calm and polite, but with those you love, you are QUICK toexcite—Go look around on the kitchen floor, you will find some flowers there bythe &&44& . Those are the flowers she brought for you.She &&45& &them herself—pink, yellow, and yourfavorite blue. She stood there quietly, and you never saw the &&46& &inher eyes.”By this time, I felt sad and small and now myown tears had begun to fall. I quietly went and knelt by her &&47&&, “Wake up, my dear,” I said. “Are these the flowers you picked upfor me?” She smiled, “I found them out by the tree. I &&48& &themin a napkin, just for you. I knew you’d like them, especially the &&49&&.” I said, “I am so sorry that I missed them today—and I &&50&&have fussed（发牢骚）at you that way.”And she whispered,“Mommy, that’s Ok—I still love you &&51& &.”I huggedher and said, “I love you too, and I love the flowers.”Do you know that: if you die tomorrow, the &&52&&you are working for could easily replace you in a matter of days. Butthe family you leave &&53& &will feel the loss forthe rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more intoour &&54& &than into our families—an unwiseinvestment indeed.Remember that &&55& &=（F）ATHER—（A）ND—（M）OTHER—（I）—（L）OVE—Y（OU）.1.A．ever&&&&&&&& &&&B．even& &&&&&& &&&&C．just&&& &&&D．right2.A．to&&& &&&&&&&B．in&&&&&&& &&&&&&&C．on&&&&&& &&& D．for3.A．school& &&&&&&&&& B．work&&&&&&& &&&&C．home &&&D．office4.A．cooked& &&&&&&& B．had&&& &&&&&&&C．ate&&&& &&& D．took5.A．already&& &&&& B．hardly&&&&&&&& &&&C．rudely&&&&&&&& D．nearly6.A．lost&&&&&&&&&&& B．missed&&&&&& &&&C．beaten&&&&&& D．broken7.A．asleep&&&& &&&B．awake&&&&&&& &&&C．afraid&&&&&&&&& &&&D．alive8.A．standing& &&&& B．meeting&&&&&&&& C．going &&&D．talking9.A．floor&&&&&&& &&&B．kitchen&& &&&&&&&& C．window&&&&& D．door10.A．grew&&&& &&&B．gave&&&& &&&&&&&& C．picked&&&&&&&& D．dropped11.A．tears&&&& &&&B．expressions&&&&&&& C．smiles&&&&&&&& D．joy12.A．desk&&&&& &&&B．bed&&& &&&&&&&C．body& &&& D．knees13.A．wrapped&&&&&& &&&B．covered&&&&& &&& C．put&&&& &&&D．help14.A．pink&&&&&& &&&B．yellow&&&&&&&& &&&C．blue&& &&& D．black15.A．needn’t&& & B．shouldn’t&&&&&& C．mustn’t&&&&& D．can’t16.A．however &&&& B．besides&&&&&&&&&& C．anything&&& D．anyway17.A．company&&&&&& B．country&&&&&&&&&& C．place &&&D．state18.A．for&&&&&&&& &&&&&&&B．with&& &&&&&&&C．behind&&&&&&& D．to19.A．stranger&&&&&&& &&&B．loss&&&&&& &&&&& C．meal& &&&D．work20.A．RESPECT&&&&&& B．WARMTH& C．FAMILY&&&&&& D．FRIEND&
科目：高中英语
题型：阅读理解
My Way to SuccessFrom the day I signed up for the&Naumburg Competition, everything changed. I had made a decision to start again, to save my life, and that meant a 360-degree&turnaround.I kept on practicing. An enormous amount of work had to be done in two months. I went from not practicing at all to thirteen hours a day.I spent two weeks just playing scales. If I thought I sounded bad before, now I sounded worse than awful.At the time I lived on 72nd Street, close to West End Avenue. I had an apartment with a window the size of a shoebox. I didn't do mylaundry. I left my apartment only to walk to&Juilliard─and not onBroadway&like everyone else.&I walked up Amsterdam Avenue because I didn't want to see anybody, didn't want to run into anybody, didn't want anyone to ask what I was doing.I stopped going to classes and became a hermit.&I even talked Miss DeLay into giving my lesson at night.My eating habits were awful. I lived on fried sausages, a pint of peanut butter/chocolate ice cream, and a gallon of Coca-Cola every day. That's all I ate for eight weeks.I was nuts.&I was completely obsessed with getting back into shape, with doing well in this competition.&If I could, people would know I was still on earth. N to stop asking, “Whatever happened to Nadja?”The last week before the Naumburg auditions, I couldn't touch the violin. I had worked and worked and worked and worked and then I just couldn't work anymore.I certainly could have used it. I wasn't as prepared as I should have been. But I simply had to say,&“Nadja, you've dedicated yourself to this thing. Ready or not, do your best.”Fifty violinists from around the world&auditioned&for the competition on May 25, 26, and 27, 1981. Those that made it past thepreliminaries&would go on to the semifinals. Those that passed that stage would go to the finals. In years past, one violinist was chosen as winner and two received second and third place.On May 26, the day of my audition, I went to the Merkin Concert Hall at 67th Street and Broadway. I waited, played for twenty minutes, and went home. I couldn't tell whether the preliminary judges were impressed or not. I'd find out the next evening.Maybe subconsciously I was that night, when I fried the sausages, I accidentally set my apartment on fire. I grabbed my cat and my violin, and ran out the door. The fire was put out, but everything in my place was wrecked.Fortunately, the phone was okay and on the evening of May 27, I had the news from Lucy Rowan Mann of Naumburg. Thirteen of us had made it.Talk about mixed emotions. I was thrilled to b a group that included established violinists, some of whom had already made records. But it also meant I had to play the next day in the semifinals of the competition.Everyone entering the competition had been given two lists of concertos. One was a list of standard&repertory&pieces. The other list was twentieth-century repertory. For our big competition piece, we were to choose from each list and play a movement from one in the semifinals, and a movement from the other in the finals─if we made it that far.From the standard repertory list, I chose the Tchaikovsky Concerto. I had been playing the Tchaik for three years, so it was a good piece for me.From the twentieth-century list, I chose the Prokofiev G minor Concerto. I had never played it onstage before.My goal had been just passing the auditions, but now my thought pattern began to change. If I wanted a&sliver&of a chance of advancing again, my brain said, “Play your strong piece first.”Logically, I should play the Tchaikovsky in the semifinals just to make it to the next stage. Who cared if that left me with a piece I probably wouldn't play as well in the finals of the competition? It'd be a miracle to get that far.There wouldn't be more than seven violinists chosen for the final round, and if I were in the top seven of an international group, that was plenty good enough.The semifinals were held on May 28 in Merkin Concert Hall. You were to play for thirty minutes: your big piece first, then the judges would ask to hear another.There was a panel of eight judges. They had a piece of paper with my choices of the Tchaikovsky and the Prokofiev in front of them. “Which would you like to play?” they asked.I said meekly, “Prokofiev.”My brain and all the logic in the world had said, “Play your strong piece.” My heart said, “Go for it all. Play your weak piece now, save Tchaikovsky for the finals.”Maybe I don't listen to logic so easily after all.My good friend, the pianist Sandra Rivers, had been chosen as accompanist&for the competition. She knew I was nervous. There had been a very s I was sure there'd be memory slips, that I'd blank out in the middle and the judges would throw me out. My hands were like ice.The first eight measures of the Prokofiev don't have accompaniment. The violin starts the piece alone. So I started playing.I got through the first movement and Sandra said later my face was as white as snow.&She said I was so tense, I was beyond shaking. Just a solid brick.It was the best I'd ever played it. No memory slips at all. Technically, musically, it was there.I finished it thinking, “Have I sold my soul for this? Is the devil going to visit me at midnight? How come it went so well?”I didn't know why, but often I do my best under the worst of circumstances. I don't know if it's&guts&or a determination not to disappoint people. Who knows what it is, but it came through for me, and I thank God for that.As the first movement ended, the judges said, “Thank you.” Then they asked for the Carmen Fantasy.I turned and asked Sandy for an A, to retune, and later she said the blood was just rushing back into my face.I whispered, “Sandy, I made it. I did it.”“Yeah,” she whispered back, kiddingly, “too bad you didn't screw up. Maybe next time.”At that point I didn't care if I did make the finals because I had played the Prokofiev so well. I was so proud of myself for coming through.I need that afternoon I got&evicted. While I was at Merkin, my&moped&had blown up. For my landlord, that was the last straw.What good news. I was completely broke and didn't have the next month's rent anyway. The landlord wanted me out that day. I said, “Please, can I have two days. I might get into the finals, can I please go through this first?”I talked him into it, and got back to my place in time for the phone call. “Congratulations, Nadja,”“they said. “You have made the finals.”I had achieved the ridiculously unlikely, and I had saved my best piece. Yet part of me was sorry. I wanted it to be over already. In the three days from the preliminaries&to the semifinals, I lost eight pounds. I was so tired of the pressure.There was a fellow who advanced to the finals with me, an old, good friend since Pre-College. Competition against friends is inevitable in music, but I never saw competition push a friendship out the window so quickly. By the day of the finals, I hated him and he hated me. Pressure was that intense.The finals were held on May 29 at Carnegie Hall and open to the public. I was the fourth violinist of the morning, then there was a lunch break, and three more violinists in the afternoon.I played my Tchaikovsky, Saint-Sa‘ns’s Havanaise, and Ravel's Tzigane for the judges: managers, famous violinists, teachers, and critics. I went on stage at five past eleven and finished at noon. Those fifty-five minutes seemed like three days.I was so relieved when I I was finished! It's impossible to say how happy I was to see the dressing room. I went out for lunch with my friends. It was like coming back from the grave. We laughed and joked and watched TV.As I returned to Carnegie Hall to hear the other violinists, I realized I'd made a big mistake: they might ask for recalls. A recall is when they can't decide between two people and they want you to play again. It' it's done all the time in competitions. No way was I in shape to go onstage and play again.In the late afternoon, the competition was over. Everybody had finished playing. Quite luckily─no recalls.The judges deliberated for an hour. The tension in the air was unbelievable. All the violinists were sitting with their little circle of friends. I had my few friends around me, but no one was saying much now.Finally, the Naumburg Foundation president Robert Mann came on stage.“It's always so difficult to choose ...” he began.“Every year we hold this competition,” Robert Mann said. “And in the past, we've awarded three prizes. This year we've elected to only have one prize, the first prize.”My heart sank. Nothing for me. Not even Miss&Congeniality.“We have found,” Mann went on, “that second place usually brings great dismay to the artist because they feel like a loser. We don't want anyone here to feel like a loser. Every finalist will receive five hundred dollars except the winner, who will receive three thousand dollars.”And then he repeated how difficult it was to choose, how well everyone had played ...dah, dah, dah.I was looking down at the floor.&&“The winner is ...”And he said my name.A friend next to me said, “Nadja, I think you won!”I went numb. My friends pulled me up and pointed me toward the stage. It was a long walk because I had slipped into a seat in the back. Sitting up in front was my old friend. I would have to walk right past him and I was dreading it, but before I could, he got up and stopped me.He threw his arms around me and I threw my arms around him. I kept telling him how sorry I was. I was holding him and started to cry, saying, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.” I didn't want to lose, but I really didn't want him to lose either. And he was holding me and saying, “Don't be sorry. I'm so proud of you.” It was over, and we would be friends again.I took my bow, then ran to Juilliard. Ten blocks uptown, one block west, to give Miss DeLay the news. She could be proud of me now, too.Suddenly, everything was clear. Playing the violin is what I'd do with my life. Heaven handed me a prize: “You've been through a lot, kid. Here's an international competition.”Everything had changed when I prepared for the Naumburg, and now everything changed again. I made my first recording. Between September 1981 and May 1982, I played a hundred concerts in America, made one trip to Europe, then two months of summer festivals. And people asked me back.There was a great deal of anxiety playing in Europe for the first time. But I was able to rely on my self-confidence to pull me through.Self-confidence onstage doesn't mean a lack of nerves backstage. The stakes had increased. This wasn't practice anymore, this was my life. I'd stare into a dressing-room mirror and say, “Nadja, people have bought tickets, hired baby-sitters, you' go out there and prove yourself.”Every night I'd prove myself again. My life work had truly begun1.In a gesture to prepare for the competition, Nadja did all the following except _________A.preoccupying herself in practiceB.trying to carry out her deeds secretlyC.abandoning going to school for classesD.consuming the best food to get enough energy2.How many violinists does the passage mention advanced to the finals?A.FourB.FiveC.SixD.Seven3.After Nadja finished playing at the finals, she went out for a while and when she came back to hear the other violinists she realized she had made a mistake because _________A.she forgot that there was going to be a recallB.she didn’t get hold of the permission to leaveC.chances were that she had to replay and she was off guardD.there was another play she had to take part in in the afternoon
科目：高中英语
题型：阅读理解
When I was about 12, I had an enemy, a girl who liked to point out my shortcomings.Week by week her list grew: I I wasn’ I I was too proud and so on.. I tried to bear all these all these things as long as I could. At last, I became very angry. I ran to my father with tears in my eyes.He listened to me quietly, then he asked, “Are the things she said true or not? Janet, didn’t you ever wonder what you are really like? Well, you now have the girl’s opinion. Go and make a list of everything she said mark the points that are true. Pay no attention to other things she said.”I did as he told me. To my great surprise, I discovered that about half of the things were true. some of them I couldn’t change (like being very thin), but a good number I could and suddenly I wanted to change. For the first time I got a fairly clear picture of myself.I brought the list back to Daddy. He refused to take it, “That’s just for you,” he said. “ You know better than anyone else, the truth about yourself. But you have to learn to listen, not just closing your ears anger and feeling hurt . When something said about you is true, you’ll find it will be of help to you. Don’t shut your ears. Listen to other people’s opinions, but hear the truth and do you know is right thing to do.”Daddy’s advice returned to me at many important moments. IN my life, I’ve never had a better piece of advice1.Which do you think would be the best title for this passage?A.Not an Enemy, but a Best FriendB.The Best Advice I’ve Ever HadC.My FatherD.My Childhood2.What does “ week by week her list grew” mean?A.Week by Week, my shortcomings grew more seriousB.She had made a list of shortcomings and kept on adding new ones to it so that it was growing longer and longerC.I was having more and more shortcomings as time went onD.Week by week she discovered more shortcomings of mine and point them out3.Why did her father listen to her quietly?A.Because he believed that what her daughter’s enemy said was mostly trueB.Because he had been so angry with his daughter’s shortcomings that he wanted to show this by keeping silent for a whileC.Because he knew that his daughter would not listen to him at that momentD.Because he wasn’t quite sure which girl was telling the truth4.What did the father do after he heard his daughter’s complaint?A.He told her not pay any attention to what her “enemy” saidB.He criticized her and told her to overcome her shortcomingsC.He told her to write down all that her “enemy” had said about her and pay attention only to the things that were trueD.He refused to take the list and have a look at it
科目：高中英语
题型：阅读理解
The end of my sophomore year was approaching．Mom called me at the dorm one evening during the last week of May．My summer break would be spent with grandma and grandpa, helping out around their farm．The arrangement made good sense to all the family．I wasn’t fully convinced of that myself but guessed it was just one summer．Next year would be my little brother’s turn． I arrived late that afternoon．Grandma had fixed more food than the three of us could possibly eat．She loved me entirely too much．The next morning, Grandpa fixed breakfast for the two of us． He told me Grandma had tired herself out yesterday and was going to rest in bed a little longer．I made a mental note to myself to not ask her to do things for me while I was there．I was there to help, not be a burden． &&&&&& Weeks passed．I gradually settled into a routine of daily work with Grandpa．In the evenings I usually read or talked with Grandma．She never grew tired of hearing about college or anything I was involved in．She told me stories about her childhood, family and the early years after she and Grandpa had married． &&&&&& The last Saturday in June, Grandpa suggested going fishing．We hadn’t expected what we saw when we got to the pond that morning: One of the swans was dead．Grandpa had given the pair of swans to Grandma on their 50th anniversary．“Why don’t we see about buying another one,” I suggested, hoping the situation could somehow be righted．Grandpa thought for a few moments before answering． &&&&&& He finally said, “no．．．it’s not that easy, Bruce．You see, swans mate for life．” He raised his finger to point, holding the fishing pole in his other hand．“There’s nothing we can do for the one that’s left．He has to work it out for himself．” A few days later, we drove by the pond while doing our morning check on the cows．We found the other swan lying near the same spot we had found the first one．It, too, was dead． &&&&&& The month of July started with me and Grandpa putting up a new stretch of fence．Then July 12 came．That was the day Grandma passed away．Grandma had died suddenly that morning of a stroke．By the afternoon, my parents were there．The old house was soon crowded with relatives and Grandpa’s friends． &&&&&& The funeral was held the next day．Grandpa had insisted on having it as soon as possible．On the second day after the funeral, Grandpa announced at the breakfast table, “This is a working farm． We have a lot of things to do．The rest of you should get back to your own lives．” Most of the family had already left, but this was Grandpa’s way of telling the rest it was time for them to go home．My parents were the last to leave after lunch． &&&&&& Grandpa was not a man who could outwardly express his grief around others, and we all worried about him．The rest of the summer flowed by．We stayed busy working．I thought there was something different about Grandpa but couldn’t quite put my finger on it． &&&&&& September was nearing, and part of me did not want to leave．I thought of skipping the fall semester and staying around a few more months．When I mentioned it, grandpa quickly told me that my place was back at college． The day finally came for me to pack my car and leave. I shock his hand and chanced a hug. As Idrove down the driveway, I saw him in the rearview mirror．He waved to me and then walked to the pasture gate to start the morning livestock check． &&&&&& Mom called me at school on a stormy October day to tell me Grandpa had died．A neighbor had stopped by that morning for coffee and found him in the kitchen．He died of a stroke, the same as Grandma．At that moment, I understood what he’d clumsily tried to explain to me about the swan on that morning we fished together by the pond． 55．We can learn from Paragraph 1 that &&&&&&&&&&&． &&&&&& A．Bruce regarded working on the farm as a rare chance &&&&&& B．Bruce longed to enjoy himself freely on the farm &&&&&& C．the brothers took turns to attend their grandparents &&&&&& D．Bruce was not happy with his parents’ arrangement 56．What did the writer think at the sight of the first dead swan? &&&&&& A．Another swan should be bought in place of the dead one． &&&&&& B．The other was bound to die since swans mate for life． &&&&&& C．Grandma would be in deep sorrow over its death． &&&&&& D．The living can do nothing for the dead． 57．Grandpa quickly dismissed the family after the funeral because &&&&&&&&&&&． &&&&&& A．he wanted to carry on with his farm work &&&&&& B．he tended to deal with grief in life by himself &&&&&& C．he didn’t want his normal life disturbed &&&&&& D．he took for granted the matter of life and death 58．By “I couldn’t put my fingers on it”, the writer means that &&&&&&&&&&&． &&&&&& A．I could do nothing to help him out of grief &&&&&& B．I was so busy that I couldn’t give a hand to Grandpa &&&&&& C．I couldn’t tell exactly what was different about my Grandpa &&&&&& D．I stayed busy working and couldn’t keep Grandpa’s company 59．Which of the following best describes Grandpa’s character? &&&&&& A．Outgoing, clumsy and considerate．&&&&&&&&&&&& B．Loyal, considerate and independent． &&&&&& C．Talkative, clumsy and independent．&&&&&&&&&&& D．Romantic, outgoing and loyal． 60．Which of the following can be the best title for the passage? &&&&&& A．Mate For Life &&&&&&& B．Unforgettable Summer Break &&&&&& C．Death of Swans &&&& D．Everlasting Love Story &&&&&&
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