Back in the fifteenth century, in a tiny village near Nuremberg, lived a family with eighteen children£®In spite of the hopeless condition, two of the children, Albrecht Durer and Albert, had a dream£®They both wanted to pursue their talent for art£®After many long discussions, the two boys finally worked out an agreement£®They would toss a coin£®The loser would go down into the nearby mines and, with his earnings, support his brother who attended the academy£®Then, when that brother who won the toss completed his studies, in four years, he would support the other brother at the academy£®
Tossing a coin, Albrecht Durer won and went off to Nuremberg£®Albert went down into the dangerous mines and, for the next four years, supported his brother, whose work at the academy was almost an immediate sensation£¨ºä¶¯£©£®By the time he graduated, he had earned considerable fees for his outstanding works£®
When the young artist returned to his village, the Durer family held a festive dinner to celebrate Albrecht¡¯s triumphant£¨Ê¤ÀûµÄ£©homecoming£®Albrecht drank a toast to his beloved brother for the years of sacrifice that had enabled him to complete his dream£®¡°And now, Albert, blessed brother of mine, now it is your turn£®Now you can go to Nuremberg to look for your dream, and I will take care of you£®¡±
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To show thanks to Albert for all that he had sacrificed, Albrecht Durer painstakingly drew his brother¡¯s injured hands with palms together and thin fingers stretched skyward£®He called his powerful drawing simply ¡°Hands¡±, but the entire world almost immediately opened their hearts to his great masterpiece and renamed it ¡°The Praying Hands¡±£®The next time you see a copy of that touching creation, let it be your reminder¡ªno one ever makes any success alone£¡
¡¾Ð¡Ìâ1¡¿Why did the two brothers work out the agreement£¿
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| B£®Their family couldn¡¯t afford the academy£® |
| C£®One of the brothers was supposed to go into mines£® |
| D£®They wanted to support the other sisters and brothers£® |
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| C£®Albert¡¯s | D£®Albrecht¡¯s |
| A£®He began to earn his living after graduation |
| B£®He did perfectly well at the academy |
| C£®He wanted his brother to go to the academy |
| D£®He created great masterpieces |
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| C£®e, a, c, b, d | D£®e, a, b, c, d |
| A£®One can achieve success simply on his own |
| B£®Any success requires the help of others£® |
| C£®It¡¯s other people who contribute to one¡¯s success |
| D£®Nobody could succeed without good guidance |
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Tom was going home at five yesterday. He got on a bus. A mother with her little boy was sitting nearby. Suddenly the boy cried. His mother tried her best to make the boy stop crying. But the boy would not do so. At last Tom said angrily, ¡°Oh, how that boy cried! Why don¡¯t you give him what he wanted?¡± ¡°I would if I could." answered the mother quietly,¡°But he wanted your cap.¡±
¡¾Ð¡Ìâ1¡¿ What time was Tom going home yesterday?
| A£®At four | B£®At five | C£®At six | D£®At seven |
| A£®An old man with his little girl |
| B£®A young woman |
| C£®A woman with her little boy |
| D£®A young man |
| A£®wake up | B£®go to sleep | C£®not talk much | D£®stop crying |
| A£®was very angry | B£®was very hungry | C£®was very happy | D£®did not hear this |
| A£®Because he wanted something to eat. |
| B£®Because he wanted to get off the bus. |
| C£®Because he wanted to go home. |
| D£®Because he wanted Tom's cap |
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A boy and a girl were a couple of lovers. The girl liked feeling rain, so the boy was always holding the umbrella when it rained and most part of the umbrella was over the girl. Rain showered the boy every time but he said nothing except looked at the gift's face, which was full of silent satisfaction. He felt very happy, so did the girl.
One day they went out for a walk. They were walking hand in hand passing a building which was under construction. The girl jumped with excitement and said something. The boy seldom talked only feeling excited as she felt looking at her silently. When the girl was talking, a not big or small stone fell down from the building toward the girl's head! At that moment the boy took the girl in his arms so suddenly and so strongly that the girl let out a scream. He meant to protect the gift with his body. But the boy turned over to make his own body downward before they dropped on the ground. As a result, only the girl's hand was smashed by the stone and fractured.
The girl came back to earth and cried with pain, tears weeping up. She thought the saying that ¡°The husband and the wife are birds in the same forest essentially, but when serious tragedy comes, they will fly separately¡± was really not wrong! With this, she straggled and stood up from. the boy's body keeping from the pains and slowly ran away without glancing at the boy.
At the time, the boy was calling the girl's name in a weak voice, his lips were already white. He took out his mobile phone and dialed the girl's number, but the girl didn't answer. He dialed again she didn't answer again. For several times, he gave up. But his fingers pressed something on the mobile. At that time, beside the boy, the blood spread slowly, his hand hung and the mobile phone lay in the blood, he had no strength to press the ¡°SENT¡± key yet.
The next day, when the girl heard of the news that the boy was being rescued, she ran to the hospital without considering her anger. When she hurried to the hospital, the doctor had already declared his death; the cause of his death was that his lung had lost too much blood.
It was because, when the boy meant to protect the girl with his body he found that there was a steel stick under them, so he turned over to make it inset(="put" into) his own body.
The boy's mother passed the boy's mobile phone on to the gift.
The girl read the message that hadn't been sent: ¡°Honey, I'm sorry, I still couldn't protect you and made you wound... ¡°Upon this, the girl couldn't help crying...
Please treasure the one you love and believe his or her LOVE!
¡¾Ð¡Ìâ1¡¿The underlined word fractured here probably means ___________.
| A£®shaken | B£®broken | C£®abandoned | D£®touched |
| A£®she didn't hear it | B£®she was seriously hurt |
| C£®she was angry with him | D£®she had her phone broken |
| A£®gentle and devoted | B£®brave and handsome |
| C£®rough and selfish | D£®intelligent but silly |
| A£®love is happy and love is pain |
| B£®trust is important between lovers |
| C£®one should express his love in time |
| D£®one should love a person who is brave |
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I have only once been in trouble with the law£®The whole process of being arrested and taken to court was a rather unpleasant experience at the time, but it makes a good story now£® What makes it rather disturbing was the arbitrary £¨ËæÒâµÄ£© circumstances both of my arrest and my subsequent £¨ËæºóµÄ£© fate in court£®
It happened in February about twelve years ago£®I had left school a couple of months before that and was not due to go to university until the following October£®I was still living at home at the time£®
One morning I was in Richmond, a suburb of London near where I lived£®I was looking for a temporary job so that I could save up some money to go traveling£®As it was a fine day and I was in no hurry, I was taking my time, looking in shop windows, strolling in the park, and sometimes just stopping and looking around me£®It must have been this obvious ainilessness that led to my downfall£®
It was about half past eleven when it happened£®I was just walking out of the local library, having unsuccessfully sought employment there, when I saw a man walking across the road with the obvious intention of talking to me£®I thought he was going to ask me the time£®Instead, he said he was a police officer and he was arresting me£®At first I thought it was some kind of joke£®
But then another policeman appeared, this time in uniform, and I was left in no doubt£®
'But what for?" I asked£®
¡®Wandering with intent to commit an arrestable offence,' he said£®
¡®What offence?' I asked£®
'Theft,' he said£®
'Theft of what?' I asked£®
'Milk bottles,' he said, and with a perfectly straight face too!
'Oh,' I said£®
It turned out there had been a lot of petty thefts in the area, particularly that of stealing milk bottles from doorsteps£®
Then I made my big mistake£®At the time I was nineteen, had long untidy hair, and regarded myself as pan of the sixties' 'youth counterculture'£®As a result, I wanted to appear cool and unconcerned with the incident, so I said, 'How long have you been following me? in the most casual and conversational tone I could manage£®I thus appeared to them to be quite familiar with this sort of situation, and it confirmed them in their belief that I was a thoroughly disreputable £¨Æ·Ðв»¶ËµÄ£© character£®
A few minutes later a police car arrived£®
'Get in the back,' they said£®'Put your hands on the back of the front seat and don't move them£®'
They got in on either side of me£®It wasn't funny any more£®
At the police station they questioned me for several hours£®I continued to try to look worldly and familiar with the situation£®When they asked me what I had been doing, I told them I'd been looking for a job£®'Aha,' I could see them thinking, 'unemployed'£®
Eventually, I was officially charged and told to report to Richmond Magistrates' Court the following Monday£®Then they let me go£®
I wanted to conduct my own defense in court, but as soon as my father found out what had happened, he hired a very good solicitor £¨ÂÉʦ£© £®We went along that Monday armed with all kinds of witnesses, including my English teacher from school as a character witness£®But he was never called on to give evidence£®My 'trial' didn't get that far£®The magistrate £¨·¨¹Ù£© dismissed the case after fifteen minutes£®1 was free£®The poor police had never stood a chance£®The solicitor even succeeded in getting costs awarded against the police£®
And so I do not have a criminal record£®But what was most shocking at the time was the things my release from the charge so clearly depended on£®I had the 'right' accent, respectable middle-class parents in court, reliable witnesses, and I could obviously afford a very good solicitor£®Given the obscure nature of the charge£®I feel sure that if I had come from a different background, and had really been unemployed, there is every chance that I would have been found guilty£®While asking for costs to be awarded, my solicitor's case quite obviously revolved £¨»Øת£© around the fact that I had a 'brilliant academic record'£®
Meanwhile, just outside the courtroom, one of the policemen who had arrested me was gloomily complaining to my mother that another youngster had been turned against the police£® 'You could have been a bit more helpful when we arrested you,' he said to me reproachfully £¨Ô𱸵أ© £®
What did he mean? Probably that I should have looked outraged £¨±©Å£©and said something like, 'Look here, do you know who you're talking to? I am a highly successful student with a brilliant academic record£®How dare you arrest me!' Then they, probably, would have apologized perhaps even taken off their caps, and let me on my way£®
¡¾Ð¡Ìâ1¡¿Judging from the first paragraph, the writer's attitude towards his story is _______£®
| A£®angry | B£®sad |
| C£®amused | D£®more than just one of the above |
| A£®a uniformed policeman | B£®a policeman in plainclothes |
| C£®not a policeman | D£®a good joker |
| A£®the time for the trial was limited to fifteen minutes only |
| B£®the author wanted to conduct his own defense in court |
| C£®the case was dismissed before the trial reached that stage |
| D£®he was found to be unqualified as a character witness |
| A£®the magistrate had been less gentle |
| B£®he had really been out of work |
| C£®he had been born in a lower¡ªclass family |
| D£®both B and C |
| A£®he had protested strongly at the time |
| B£®he had begged to be allowed to go home |
| C£®he hadn't wandered aimlessly |
| D£®he had tried to look cool |
| A£®has broken the law only once |
| B£®has never broken the law |
| C£®has broken the law on more than one occasion |
| D£®once broke the law without knowing it |
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In early autumn I applied for admission to college. I wanted to go nowhere but to Cornell University, but my mother fought strongly against it. When she saw me studying a photograph of my father on the sports ground of Cornell, she tore it up.
¡°You can¡¯t say it¡¯s not a great university, just because Papa went there.¡±
¡°That¡¯s not it at all. And it is a top university.¡± She was still holding the pieces in her hand. ¡°But we can¡¯t afford to send you to college.¡±
¡°I wouldn¡¯t dream of asking you for money. Do you want me to get a job to help support you and Papa? Things aren¡¯t that bad, are they?¡±
¡°No,¡± she said. ¡°I don¡¯t expect you to help support us.¡±
Father borrowed money from his rich cousins to start a small jewellery shop, His chief customers were his old college friends. To get new customers, my mother had to help. She picked up a long-forgotten membership in the local league of women, so that she could get to know more people. Whether those people would turn into customers was another question. I knew that my parents had to wait for quite a long time before their small investment could show returns. What¡¯s more , they had not wanted enough to be rich and successful£»otherwise they could not possibly have managed their lives so badly.
I was torn between the desire to help them and change their lives, and the determination not to repeat their mistakes. I had a strong belief in my power to go what I wanted. After months of hard study, I won a full college scholarship .My father could hardly contain his pride in me, and my mother eventually gave in before my success.
¡¾Ð¡Ìâ1¡¿The author was not allowed to go to Cornell University mainly because___________
| A£®his father graduated from the university |
| B£®his mother did not think it a great university |
| C£®his parents needed him to help support the family |
| D£®his parents did not have enough money for him |
| A£®local league | B£®his university |
| C£®his relatives | D£®his college friends |
| A£®To help with her husband¡¯s business |
| B£®To raise money for her son |
| C£®To meet her long-forgotten friends |
| D£®To better manage her life |
| A£®To get a well-paid job for himself |
| B£®To improve relations with his mother |
| C£®To go to his dream university |
| D£®To carry on with his father¡¯s business |
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The writer Margaret Mitchell is best known for writing Gone with the Wind, first published in 1936. Her book and the movie based on it, tell a story of love and survival during the American Civil War. Visitors to the Margaret Mitchell House in Atlanta, Georgia, can go where she lived when she started composing the story and learn more about her life.
Our first stop at the Margaret Mitchell House is an exhibit area telling about the writer¡¯s life. She was born in Atlanta in 1900. She started writing stories when she was a child. She started working as a reporter for the Atlanta Journal newspaper in 1922. One photograph of Ms. Mitchell, called Peggy, shows her talking to a group of young college boys. She was only about one and a half meters tall. The young men tower over her, but she seems very happy and sure of herself. The tour guide explains: ¡°Now in this picture Peggy is interviewing some boys from Georgia Tech, asking them such questions as ¡®Would you really marry a woman who works?¡¯ And today it¡¯d be ¡®Would you marry one who doesn¡¯t?¡¯ ¡±
The Margaret Mitchell House is a building that once contained several apartments. Now we enter the first floor apartment where Ms. Mitchell lived with her husband, John Marsh. They made fun of the small apartment by calling it ¡°The Dump ¡± .
Around 1926, Margaret Mitchell had stopped working as a reporter and was at home healing after an injury. Her husband brought her books to read from the library. She read so many books that he bought her a typewriter and said it was time for her to write her own book. Our guide says Gone with the Wind became a huge success. Margaret Mitchell received the Pulitzer Prize for the book. In 1939 the film version was released. It won ten Academy Awards, including Best Picture.
¡¾Ð¡Ìâ1¡¿ The book Gone with the Wind was _________.
| A£®first published on a newspaper |
| B£®awarded ten Academy Awards |
| C£®written in ¡°The Dump¡± |
| D£®adapted from a movie |
| A£®be very pleased with |
| B£®show great respect for |
| C£®be much taller than |
| D£®show little interest in |
| A£®Because she was rich enough. |
| B£®Because she was injured then. |
| C£®Because her husband didn¡¯t like it. |
| D£®Because she wanted to write books. |
| A£®Gone with the Wind: A Huge Success. |
| B£®Margaret Mitchell: A Great Female Writer. |
| C£®An Introduction of the Margaret Mitchell House. |
| D£®A Trip to Know Margaret Mitchell. |
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Linda Evans was my best friend ¨Clike the sister I never had ,We did everything to¡ª gether £ºpiano lessons ,movies, swimming , horseback riding.
When I was 13, my family moved away , Linda and I kept in touch through letters ,and we saw each other on special times ¨C like my wedding and Linda¡¯s. Soon we were busy with childern and moving to new homes, and we wrote less often , One day a card that I sent came back , stamped ¡°Address Unknown¡±, I had no idea about how to find Linda.
Over the years, I missed Linda very much, I wanted to share happiness of my children and then grandchildren , And I needed to share my sadness when my brother and then moth-er died, There was an empty place in my heart that only a friend like Linda could fill.
One day, I was reading a newspaper when I noticed a photo of a young woman who looked very much like Linda and whose last name was Wagman ¡ªLinda¡¯s married name.¡°There must be thousands of Wagmans.¡±I thought, but I still wrote to her.
She called as soon as she got my letter, ¡°Mrs , Tobin!¡±she said excitedly, ¡°Linda Ev-ans Wagman is my mother.¡±
Minutes later I heard a voice that I recognized at once, even after 40 years ,We laughed and cried and caught up on each other¡¯s lives, Now the empty place in my heart is filled, And there¡¯s one thing that Linda and I know for sure; We won¡¯t lose each other again!
¡¾Ð¡Ìâ1¡¿The writer went to piano lessons with Linda Evans .
| A£®at the age of 13 |
| B£®before she got married |
| C£®before the writer¡¯s family moved away |
| D£®after they moved to new homes |
| A£®got married |
| B£®had little time to do so |
| C£®didn¡¯t like writing letters |
| D£®could see each other on special times |
| A£®was in trouble |
| B£®didn¡¯t know Linda¡¯s address |
| C£®received the card that she sent |
| D£®didn¡¯t have a friend like Linda |
| A£®read the newspaper |
| B£®heard Linda¡¯s voice on the phone |
| C£®met a young woman who looked a lot like Linda |
| D£®wrote to the woman whose last name was Wangman |
| A£®for about 40 years |
| B£®for about 27 years |
| C£®since they got married |
| D£®since the writer¡¯s family moved awasy |
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My wife passed away a few years ago,and I went through the worst time in my life.I even wanted to kill myself.Just for kids,I had to continue to live and work as small-town doctor at my medical clinic in Hawaii.My kids had gone to live on the mainland,and I was alone.Then they asked me to have a family trip.On our trip, we turned on the TV at the motel and saw the second plane crash into the World Trade Center. Seeing it falling down, I said to my kids: ¡°I¡¯m going to Afghanistan¡±. And a few weeks later, international Medical Corps sent me to set up 20 clinics in provinces where people had no health care. In these field clinics surrounded by frightening shoots or deadly bombs, we were eventually serving 27,000 patients a month in a very busy schedule. Tired and nervous, I gradually had a sense of achievement, a sense of purpose, and my depression went away.
In the years to follow, I went to Indonesia after the tsunami, Pakistan after the earthquakes, Sudan after the civil war and Iraq after more and more bombs. Each time after disasters one after another, hundreds of people were killed, wounded and many more had to flee. We once set up movable clinics in an area with 19,000 refugees, and it was supposed to hold 13,000 originally. Flu broke out, one of the biggest killers of kids in refugee camps, and it spread like wildfire. Water and food were also serious problems. ¡°Adventures or not?¡± I often asked myself.
When my wife passed away, I thought my life was done. But in reality, it was just getting started. At the end of her life, she went unconscious. I held her head in my hands and told her of all the places we would visit and the exciting adventures we would have.
I think about the moment many times during my ¡°adventures¡±. I didn¡¯t know how predictive those words would be. But I know that she is still with me.
¡¾Ð¡Ìâ1¡¿Where has the doctor been in the past few years?
| A£®Some countries where he could set up clinics. |
| B£®Some African countries where flu broke out. |
| C£®The places where the earthquakes happened. |
| D£®The places that the horrible disasters struck. |
| A£®Tired and troublesome. | B£®Busy and risky. |
| C£®Meaningful and helpful | D£®Frightening and depressing. |
| A£®who are robbed, killed, or wounded |
| B£®who suffer from flu in movable clinics |
| C£®who like to take adventures |
| D£®who have lost homes because of disasters. |
| A£®the doctor¡¯s wife encouraged him to work in foreign countries. |
| B£®What the doctor said to his wife before her death became reality. |
| C£®The doctor¡¯s adventures made him understand the love of his wife. |
| D£®With the true love of his wife, the doctor started to change his life. |
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