完形填空 A beggar lived near the king's palace.答案解析

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　　Wherever in the world you're reading this right now, you will be aware of just how mixed modern society has become in terms of race．Within the UK, mixed-raced children are the largest 　　1　　 ethnic minority．Bringing home a partner　of a different 　　2　　 to yourself is no longer viewed as, “strange” or “different” in a　lot of families．When Joseph brought home Hari, the 　　3　　 that she was of Indian parentage was never even talked about－she made him happy．They made each other happy．And that was all that 　　4　　．

　　But the reason why they were together for 11 years before they got 　　5　　 is that Hari was afraid of telling her 　　6　　 about the person that she'd fallen in love with．She was afraid of the consequences it would 　　7　　 for her younger sisters．Would they　be packed off to India?Would they end up in arranged 　　8　　 they may not want?At 22 years old, when she first fell in love with him － it was　a large burden to 　　9　　．

　　But she loved him, and 　　10　　 they moved in together… and then bought a house by the　Brighton coast, where they have 　　11　　 for almost 8 years．All the while her parents didn't know．Her sisters did, and they too loved　Joseph－they 　　12　　 him as the brother they'd never had．

　　But after nine years together, she finally had to tell her father(her mother 　　13　　 away a few years ago)．We were on tenderhooks(惶恐不安)the weekend she went up North to tell him．

　　It was emotional and as a family we were worried．Hari had been 　　14　　 of our family for so long, we felt for her．We knew how 　　15　　 it would be．She loved her father, but knew this would hurt him, who was a very traditional Sikh man．

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　　Every day, the news of the world reaches people by over 300 million copies of daily papers, over 400 million radio sets, and over 150 million television sets．Additional news is 　　1　　 by motion pictures, in theatres and cinemas all over the world．As more people learn what the important events of the day are, 　　2　　 still only care for the events of their own household．Nearly four hundred years ago the English writer John Donne said, “No man is an island．”This 　　3　　 is more appropriate(恰当的)today than it was 　　4　　 Donne lived．In short, wherever he lives, a man 　　5　　 to some society; and we are becoming more and more aware(清楚的)that 　　6　　 happens in one particular society affects, somehow, the life of mankind．

　　Newspapers have been published in the 　　7　　 world for about four hundred years．Most of the newspapers 　　8　　 today are read in Europe and North America．However, 　　9　　 they may be read in all parts of the world, 　　10　　 to the new inventions that are changing the techniques of newspaper 　　11　　．

　　Electronics and automation(自动化)have made it 　　12　　 to produce pictures and texts far more quickly than before．Photographic copying doesn’t 　　13　　 to use type(铅字)and printing machines．And fewer specialists, 　　14　　 type-setters, are needed to produce a paper or magazine by the 　　15　　 method．Therefore, the publishing of newspapers and magazines can 　　16　　 more money．Besides, photocopies can be sent over great 　　17　　 now by means of television channels and satellites such as Telstar．Thus, 　　18　　 can be brought to the public more quickly than before．

　　Machines that prepare printed texts for photocopies are being used a great deal today．Film, 　　19　　 light and small, can be sent rapidly to other places and used to print copies of the text 　　20　　 they are needed．Film pictures can also be projected(投影)easily on a movie or television screen．

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　　Last week I was invited to a doctor’s meeting at the Ruth hospital for incurables．In one of the wards a patient, an old man, got up shakily from his bed and moved towards me．I could see that he hadn’t long to 　　1　　, but he came up to me and placed his right foot close mine on the floor．

　　“Frank!” I cried in astonishment．He couldn’t 　　2　　, as I knew, but all the time 　　3　　 his foot against mine．

　　My 　　4　　 raced back more than thirty years to the 　　5　　 days of 1941, when I was a student in London．The 　　6　　 was an air-raid shelter, in which I and about hundred other people slept every night．Two of the regulars were Mrs．West and her son Frank．

　　　　7　　 wartime problems, we shelter-dwellers got to 　　8　　 each other very well．Frank West 　　9　　 me because he wasn’t 　　10　　, not even at birth．His mother told me he was 37 then, but he had 　　11　　 of a mind than a baby has．His “　　12　　” consisted of rough sounds——sounds of pleasure or anger and 　　13　　 more．Mrs．West, then about 75, was a strong, capable woman, as she had to be, of course, because Frank 　　14　　 on her entirely．He needed all the 　　15　　 of a baby．

　　One night a policeman came and told Mrs．West that her house had been flattened by a 500-pounder．She 　　16　　 nearly everything she owned．

　　When that sort of thing happened, the rest of us helped the 　　17　　 ones．So before we 　　18　　 that morning, I stood beside Frank and 　　19　　 my right foot against his．They were about the same size．That night, then, I brought a pair of shoes to the shelter for Frank．But as soon as he saw me he came running and placed his right foot against mine．After that, his 　　20　　 to me was always the same．

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　　My neighbor's eight-year-old daughter used to live in the countryside, her native place．Recently her parents 　　1　　 her to town to live with them．Wild and uneducated, she would use 　　2　　 words when she was angry．Sometimes she went so far as to 　　3　　 on the ground, to the 　　4　　 of all people around．Her parents tried to 　　5　　 her by beating and kicking．However, she became more 　　6　　．Finally they became thoroughly 　　7　　 with her．

　　One day their next-door 　　8　　, a retired teacher, gave the girl a snow-white dress, which was very 　　9　　．It immediately caught the girl's 　　10　　 and made them shine brightly．

　　The girl put on the dress and became quite a 　　11　　 person．She no longer acted rudely or hit others．She 　　12　　 seldom rolled on the floor．She knew running wild was not 　　13　　 for her in a beautiful dress．Since then, the girl had been 　　14　　, neat, and lovely．

　　The story set me 　　15　　 a lot．Perhaps everyone has a beautiful dress 　　16　　 somewhere in his or her heart．Only some people are not aware of it, 　　17　　 it or take no notice of it．　　18　　 is a powerful force or weapon－that's something 　　19　　 by many of us．It can arouse fine qualities that humans are 　　20　　 with but have so far hidden somewhere．It has a soul-shaking influence that is indeed unmatched．

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　　Having left the town, the girl stopped the car at the landing near the entrance of the bay．She stepped into the 　　1　　 and rowed out silently．The tide was rushing to the entrance and 　　2　　 to the wild open sea．She had to row across the bay to reach 　　3　　 side．The waves struck against the side of the boat, 　　4　　 and uneven; it became 　　5　　 difficult to row．If she 　　6　　 for a moment, the tide would push the boat back towards the 　　7　　．

　　She wasn’t even halfway, 　　8　　 she was already tired and her hands 　　9　　 from pulling on the rough wooden oars．“I’m never going to 　　10　　 it, ”she thought．She rested the oars on her knees and 　　11　　 her head helplessly, then looked up as she 　　12　　 the boat shift against the tide．

　　The east wind, which had swung around from the south-west, 　　13　　 her help and pushed the boat towards the mountains．It was going to be 　　14　　．Her hands weren’t so painful．Her chest didn’t feel as if it was about to burst 　　15　　．

　　The lights of the town became 　　16　　．One of the oars banged against the side of the boat and she 　　17　　 it with a start．Had she been asleep, or just 　　18　　? She looked over her shoulder．She was almost on the beach．The girl gave one last 　　19　　 on the oars to ground the boat, and then lay back against the seat．She listened to the waves 　　20　　 and knew she had come home．Far across the moonlit bay the lights were no more than a sparkling chain．

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　　In 1929, the awful Depression(美国经济大萧条)began．It was a year of change for me, too．I'd taken my first 　　1　　 that spring, at age 10．From 6∶00 to 11∶00 on Saturday nights, I 　　2　　 the Sunday edition of the Pittsburgh Sun-Telegraph at a street corner．

　　I went to the news store, 　　3　　 my papers and took them up to the street corner．I had to make three 　　4　　 because the Sunday edition was big and I was small．

　　After waiting for 　　5　　 from the last streetcar, I gathered up my extras and 　　6　　 them to the news store．It was 10∶20．Next I hurried across the street to the flower shop and bought the most beautiful flower for my mother 　　7　　 tomorrow was Mother's Day．

　　It was almost 　　8　　 when I arrived．Mom was sick with tuberculosis(肺结核)．I peeked in to see if she was 　　9　　, then quickly tiptoed in and set the flower on the table beside her bed．I wanted her to be 　　10　　 when she woke on Mother's Day．

　　The next morning, I dressed and hurried downstairs．The sun was shining 　　11　　 the kitchen windows as I looked into Mom's room, She motioned(示意)for me to come in, then 　　12　　 over at the table where the flower was．

　　When I looked at Mom, she was 　　13　　, with tears streaming down her cheeks．She 　　14　　 her hand for me to come near, then pulled me close and hugged 　　15　　 it hurt．Then, 　　16　　 her contagious(接触传染的)condition and that she wasn't 　　17　　 to touch me, she quickly let go．

　　My dear mom died the next night．That moment she hugged me 　　18　　 to be the most wonderful of my life．Not only had that beautiful flower helped 　　19　　 just how much I loved her, but I'd 　　20　　 remember how much she loved me．