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He looked around and caught a man ______ his hand into the pocket of a passenger.
A．to be putting B．putting C．to put D．put
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第1题
What was the writer's feeling when he/she had looked around the accommodation？
A．Despair.
B．Contentment.
C．Anger.
D．Fear.
第2题
回答题。
When the sun started to set, Jim headedfor home. He had hunted long enough. Just then he saw there is, 30 feet in front of him, a wolf.
Jim looked around. There were other wolfs in the76.__________
woods in his right, who were waiting for their77.__________
leader move. The boy did not lift his gun. His78.__________
heart beaten like a drum (鼓). Jim walked on79.__________
with the leader wolf in front and others behind following him.80.__________
The leader wolf was full of the fright in back of Jim. Suddenly Jim81.__________
turned back and shot at the front wolf. Then the others82.__________
stopped short, and Jim started to ran. He looked back 83.__________
and saw the beasts stand around the dead body of84.__________
their leader. Without their leader, they wereso brave. 85.__________
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第3题
第三节 短文理解2
阅读下列短文，从[A]、[B]、[C]三个选项中选择一个正确答案。
Pat Hogan was traveling around the country in his car. One evening he was driving along a road and looking for a small hotel. When he saw an old man at the side of the road, he stopped his car and said to the old man, "I want to go to the Sun Hotel. Do you know it 9"
"Yes, " the old man answered. "I'll show you the way. "
He got into Pat's car, and they drove for about twelve miles. When they came to a small house, the old man said, "Stop here. "
Pat stopped and looked at the house. "But this isn't a hotel, " he said to the old man.
"No, " the old man answered, "this is my house. And now I'll show you the way m the Sun Hotel. Turn around and go back nine miles, then you'll see the Sun Hotel on the left. "
What is Pat looking for？
A．The Sun Hotel.
B．The Moon Hotel.
C．The Star Hotel.
第4题
Frank Wright lived from 1869 to 1959. When he was young, there were no courses in architecture. So he went to work in an architect's office in order to learn how to design buildings. Soon he was designing buildings that were beautiful.
He also wanted to make his buildings fit into the land around them. One of the houses he designed is on top of a high hill. Other people built tall square houses on hills, but Wright did not want to lose the beauty of the hill. He built the house low and wide. Now other architects know how to design buildings to fit into the land and the environment because Frank Wright showed them how to do it.
Who was Frank Wright？
A．A builder.
B．An architect.
C．An art critic.
D．An archaeologist.
第5题
The Deer’s Death
He ran close, and again stood still, stopped by a new fear. Around him the grass was whispering and alive. He looked wildly about, then down. The ground was black with ants, great energetic ants that took no notice of him, but hurried towards the fighting shape. And as he drew in his breath and pity and terror seized him, the beast fell and the screaming stopped. Now he could hear nothing but a bird singing, and the sound of the rustling (沙沙声) whispering ants.
He peered over at the blackness that twitched with the jerking(抽搐) nerves. It grew quieter. There were small twitches from the mass that still looked vaguely like the shape of a small animal.
It came into his mind that he could shoot it and end its pain; and he raised the gun. Then he lowered it again. The deer could no longer feel; its fighting was a mechanical protest of the nerves. But it was not that which made him put down the gun. It was a swelling feeling of rage and misery and protest that expressed itself in the thought: if I had not come it would have died like this, so why should I interfere？ All over the bush things like this happen; they happen all the time; this is how life goes on, by living things dying painfully. I cannot stop it. He was glad that the deer was unconscious and had gone past suffering so that he did not have to make a decision to kill it. At his feet, now, were ants tricking back with pink fragments in their mouths and there was a fresh acid smell in his nose. He sternly controlled the uselessly convulsing(痉挛的) muscles of his empty stomach, and reminded himself: the ants must eat, too.
The shape had grown small. Now it looked like nothing to be recognized. He saw the blackness thin, and bits of white showed through, shining in the sun—yes, there was the sun just up. Then the boy looked at those insects. A few were standing and gazing up at him with small glittering eyes. “Go away!” he said to the ants coldly. “I am not for you—not just yet, at any rate.”
He bent over the bones and touched the sockets(孔) in the skull: that was where the eyes were, he thought suspiciously, remembering the liquid eyes of a deer.
That morning, perhaps an hour ago, this small creature had been stepping proud and free through the bush even as he himself had done. Proudly stepping the earth, it had smelt the cold morning air. Walking like kings, it had moved freely through this bush, where each blade of grass grew for it alone, and where the river ran pure sparkling water for it to drink.
And then—what had happened？ Such a sure swift footed thing could surely not be trapped by a swarm of ants？
How was the deer when the boy first saw it？
A．It was already dead in the bush.
B．It was still on its feet.
C．It was lying on the ground dying.
D．It was fighting the ants to a finish.
第6题
The Deer's Death
He ran close, and again stood still, stopped by a new fear. Around him the grass was whispering and alive. He looked wildly about, then down. The ground was black with ants, great energetic ants that took no notice of him, but hurried towards the fighting shape. And as he drew in his breath and pity and terror seized him, the beast fell and the screaming stopped. Now he could hear nothing but a bird singing, and the sound of the rustling (沙沙声) whispering ants.
He peered over at the blackness that twitched with the jerking(抽搐) nerves. It grew quieter. There were small twitches from the mass that still looked vaguely like the shape of a small animal.
It came into his mind that he could shoot it and end its pain; and he raised the gun. Then he lowered it .again. The deer could no longer feel; its fighting was a mechanical protest of the nerves. But it was not that which made him put down the gun. It was a swelling feeling of rage and misery and protest that expressed itself in the thought: if I had not come it would have died like this, so why should I interfere？ All over the bush things like this happen; they happen all the time; this is how life goes on, by living things dying painfully. I cannot stop it. He was glad that the deer was unconscious and had gone past suffering so that he did not have to make a decision to kill it. At his feet, now, were ants tricking back with pink fragments in their mouths and there was a fresh acid smell in his nose. He sternly controlled the uselessly convulsing(痉挛的) muscles of his empty stomach, and reminded himself: the ants must eat too.
The shape had grown small. Now it looked like nothing to be recognized. He saw the blackness thin, and bits of white showed through, shining in the sun-- yes, there was the sun just up. Then the boy looked at those insects. A few were standing and gazing up at him with small glittering eyes. "Go away!" he said to the ants coldly. "I am not for you not just yet, at any rate."
He bent over the bones and touched the sockets(孔) in the skull: that was where the eyes were, he thought suspiciously, remembering the liquid eyes of a deer.
That morning, perhaps an hour ago, this small creature had been stepping proud and free through the bush even as he himself had done. Proudly stepping the earth, it had smelt the cold morning air. Walking like kings, it had moved freely through this bush, where each blade of grass grew for it alone, and where the river ran pure sparkling water for it to drink.
And then--what had happened？ Such a sure swift footed thing could surely not be trapped by a swarm ofants？
How was the deer when the boy first saw it？
A．It was already dead in the bush.
B．It was still on its feet.
C．It was lying on the ground dying.
D．It was fighting the ants to a finish.
第7题
The Deer's Death
He ran close, and again stood still, stopped by a new fear. Around him the grass was whispering and alive. He looked wildly about, then down. The ground was black with ants, great energetic ants that took no notice of him, but hurried towards the fighting shape. And as he drew in his breath and pity and terror seized him, the beast fell and the screaming stopped. Now he could hear nothing but a bird singing, and the sound of the rustling (沙沙声) whispering ants.
He peered over at the blackness that twitched with the jerking(抽搐) nerves. It grew quieter. There were small twitches from the mass that still looked vaguely like the shape of a small animal.
It came into his mind that he could shoot it and end its pain; and he raised the gun. Then he lowered it again. The deer could no longer feel; its fighting was a mechanical protest of the nerves. But it was not that which made him put down the gun. It was a swelling feeling of rage and misery and protest that expressed itself in the thought: if I had not come it would have died like this, so why should I interfere？ All over the bush things like this happen; they happen all the time; this is how life goes on, by living things dying painfully. I cannot stop it. He was glad that the deer was unconscious and had gone past suffering so that he did not have to make a decision to kill it. At his feet, now, were ants tricking back with pink fragments in their mouths and there was a fresh acid smell in his nose. He sternly controlled the uselessly convulsing(痉挛的) muscles of his empty stomach, and reminded himself: the ants must eat too.
The shape had grown small. Now it looked like nothing to be recognized. He saw the blackness thin, and bits of white showed through, shining in the sun—yes, there was the sun just up. Then the boy looked at those insects. A few were standing and gazing up at him with small glittering eyes. "Go away!" he said to the ants coldly. "I am not for you—not just yet, at any rate."
He bent over the bones and touched the sockets(孔) in the skull: that was where the eyes were, he thought suspiciously, remembering the liquid eyes of a deer.
That morning, perhaps an hour ago, this small creature had been stepping proud and free through the bush even as he himself had done. Proudly stepping the earth, it had smelt the cold morning air. Walking like kings, it had moved freely through this bush, where each blade of grass grew for it alone, and where the river ran pure sparkling water for it to drink.
And then—what had happened？ Such a sure swift footed thing could surely not be trapped by a swarm of ants？
How was the deer when the boy first saw it？
A．It was already dead in the bush.
B．It was still on its feet.
C．It was lying on the ground dying.
D．It was fighting the ants to a finish.
第8题
The Enormous Egg
Dr. Ziemer arrived while we were still staring at the thing in the nest. He jumped out his car and came running out to in the backyard. He was wearing a red coat over his pajamas, and he looked pretty excited.
He ran up to the nest and looked in. His eyes opened up wide and he knelt down on the ground and stared and stared. After long while he said softly, "That's it. By George, that's just what it is. "Then he stared for another long time and finally he shook his head and said, "It can't be true, but there it is."
He got up off his knees and looked around at us. His eyes were just sparking, he was so excited. He put his hand on my shoulder, and I could feel he was quivering. "An amazing thing's happened, "he said, in a kind of whisper." I don't know how to account for it. It must be some sort of freak biological mix-up that might happen once a thousand years. "
"But what is it？" I asked.
Dr. Ziemer turned and pointed a trembling finger at the nest. "Believe it or not, you people have hatched out a dinosaur. (恐龙)"
We just looked at him.
"Sounds incredible, I know," he said, "and I can't explain it, but there it is. I've seen too many Triceratops (三角恐龙)skulls to be mistaken about this one. "
"But—but how could it be a dinosaur？" Pop asked.
"Goodness gracious!" Morn spluttered. "And right here in our backyard. It doesn't seem hardly right. And on a Sunday, too."
Cynthia was pretty interested by now, and kept pecking into the nest and making faces, the way she did when Pop brought a bowl of frogs' legs into the kitchen one time. I guess girls just naturally don't like crawly things too much. To tell the truth, I don't either sometimes but this thing that had just hatched out looked kind of cute to me. Maybe that was because I had taken care of the egg so long. I felt as if the little dinosaur was almost one of the family.
We stood around for a long while looking at the strange new thing on the nest, trying to let the idea soak in that we had a dinosaur. After Dr. Ziemer calmed down a little he and Pop tightened up the chicken wire to make sure the little animal wasn't going to crawl out. Dr. Ziemer watched if perhaps she ought not to be taken out before she went out of her mind. Pop figured that it might be a good idea and he picked her up and cut her outside the pen. She acted a little dazed at first, but pretty soon she followed the other hens and began pen. She acted a little dazed at first, but pretty soon she followed the other hens and began scratching for worms like the rest of them.
Dr. Ziemer found a bird in the nest.
A．Right
B．Wrong
C．Not mentioned
第9题
听力原文： A couple of weeks ago, I ran into my boyhood friend David for the first time in twenty years. I had heard that David had made a fortune on the stock market, so I was surprised he wasn't driving an expensive car, or wearing expensive clothes. As a matter of fact, he looked a lot like me, wearing an inexpensive suit that looked a couple of years old, and driving an old car with a little rust around the edges. I asked him what he was doing these years, and he said he was teaching business at the local community college. "Teaching business？" I exclaimed, "I thought I heard you were in New York, making a fortune in stocks." David smiled," Yes, I did that until five years ago, but I got out. The stress was giving me a stomachache and a had heart. Besides, once I got into that business, I had to run just to keep up. I never had any time to spend with my family. We are all much happier now." I shook my head, he had achieved every man's ambition, but he gave it up. I had always dreamed of having money, but it never occurred to me that there might be disadvantages to being rich.
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A．David had made a lot of money in stocks.
B．David wore expensive clothes when driving.
C．David ran into a boyhood friend twenty years ago.
D．David taught business at a local community college.
第10题
A.cheerfully
B.directly
C.specially
D.freely
