—Do you know why the sun looks much bigger on the horizon?

—Well, well,         .I have never read about that.

A．that depends                          B．I can’t tell you

C．there is some doubt                     D．you really have me there

—Do you know why the sun looks much bigger on the horizon?

—Well, well,         .I have never read about that.

A. that depends            B. I can’t tell you

C. there is some doubt     D. you really have me there

—Do you know why the sun looks much bigger on the horizon?
—Well, well,         .I have never read about that.

—Do you know why the sun looks much bigger on the horizon?

   —Well, well,         .I have never read about that.

A. that depends          B. I can’t tell you

C. there is some doubt     D. you really have me there

—Do you know why the sun looks much bigger on the horizon?
—Well, well,         .I have never read about that.

1. A.
   that depends
2. B.
   I can’t tell you
3. C.
   there is some doubt
4. D.
   you really have me there

Dear Kind-Trustee-Who-Sends-Orphans-to-College,

Here I am! I traveled yesterday for four hours in a train．It’s a funny feeling, isn’t it? I never rode in one before．

College is the biggest, most puzzling place—I get lost whenever I leave my room. I will write you a description later when I'm feeling less confused; also I will tell you about my lessons. Classes don't begin until Monday morning, and this is Saturday night. But I wanted to write a letter first just to get acquainted.

It seems strange to be writing letters to somebody you don't know. It seems strange for me to be writing letters at all—I've never written more than three or four in my life, so please overlook it if these are not a model kind.

Before leaving yesterday morning, Mrs. Lippett and I had a very serious talk. She told me how to behave all the rest of my life, and especially how to behave towards the kind gentleman who is doing so much for me. I must take care to be very respectful.

But how can one be very respectful to a person who wishes to be called John Smith? Why couldn't you have picked out a name with a little personality? I might as well write letters to Dear Flagpole or Dear Clothes-line.

I have been thinking about you a great deal this summer; having somebody take an interest in me after all these years makes me feel as though I had found a sort of family. It seems as though I belonged to somebody now, and it's a very comfortable feeling. I must say, however, that when I think about you, my imagination has very little to work upon. There are just three things that I know: I, You are tall. Ⅱ. You are rich. Ⅲ. You hate girls.

I suppose I might call you Dear Mr. Girl-Hater. Only that's rather rude to me. Or Dear Mr. Rich-Man, but that's rude to you, as though money were the only important thing about you. Besides, being rich is such a very external quality. Maybe you won't stay rich all your life; lots of very clever men get broke in Wall Street. But at least you will stay tall all your life! So I've decided to call you Dear Daddy-Long-Legs. I hope you won't mind. It's just a private pet name we won't tell Mrs. Lippett.

The ten o'clock bell is going to ring in two minutes. Our day is divided into sections by bells. We eat and sleep and study by bells. It's very lifeful. There it goes! Lights out. Good night.

Observe how precisely I obey rules--due to my training in the John Grier Home.

Yours most respectfully,

Jerusha Abbott

to Mr. Daddy-Long-Legs Smith

1.Jerusha felt “confused” because ______.

A．she had never written to the trustee before

B．she was not familiar with the college yet

C．she could never find the way to her home

D．she had never traveled on a train berore

2.Jerusha thought that she couldn’t be very respectful to “John Smith” because _______．

A．he was a total stranger to her

B．she was sure it was a false identity

C．the name was too common

D．nobody would like to be called that name

3.The fact that her day is “divided into sections by bells” makes Jerusha feel______.

A．busy             B．restricted by rules   C．pressed for time    D．full of energy

4.Jerusha decided to call the trustee Dear Daddy-Long-legs______.

A．in order to show her respect for him

B．because it was one of his inner quality

C．in older to make them feel closer to each other

D．because she had always wanted a father

Dear Kind-Trustee-Who-Sends-Orphans-to-College,
Here I am! I traveled yesterday for four hours in a train．It’s a funny feeling, isn’t it? I never rode in one before．
College is the biggest, most puzzling place—I get lost whenever I leave my room. I will write you a description later when I'm feeling less confused; also I will tell you about my lessons. Classes don't begin until Monday morning, and this is Saturday night. But I wanted to write a letter first just to get acquainted.
It seems strange to be writing letters to somebody you don't know. It seems strange for me to be writing letters at all—I've never written more than three or four in my life, so please overlook it if these are not a model kind.
Before leaving yesterday morning, Mrs. Lippett and I had a very serious talk. She told me how to behave all the rest of my life, and especially how to behave towards the kind gentleman who is doing so much for me. I must take care to be very respectful.
But how can one be very respectful to a person who wishes to be called John Smith? Why couldn't you have picked out a name with a little personality? I might as well write letters to Dear Flagpole or Dear Clothes-line.
I have been thinking about you a great deal this summer; having somebody take an interest in me after all these years makes me feel as though I had found a sort of family. It seems as though I belonged to somebody now, and it's a very comfortable feeling. I must say, however, that when I think about you, my imagination has very little to work upon. There are just three things that I know: I, You are tall. Ⅱ. You are rich. Ⅲ. You hate girls.
I suppose I might call you Dear Mr. Girl-Hater. Only that's rather rude to me. Or Dear Mr. Rich-Man, but that's rude to you, as though money were the only important thing about you. Besides, being rich is such a very external quality. Maybe you won't stay rich all your life; lots of very clever men get broke in Wall Street. But at least you will stay tall all your life! So I've decided to call you Dear Daddy-Long-Legs. I hope you won't mind. It's just a private pet name we won't tell Mrs. Lippett.
The ten o'clock bell is going to ring in two minutes. Our day is divided into sections by bells. We eat and sleep and study by bells. It's very lifeful. There it goes! Lights out. Good night.
Observe how precisely I obey rules--due to my training in the John Grier Home.
Yours most respectfully,
Jerusha Abbott
to Mr. Daddy-Long-Legs Smith
【小题1】Jerusha felt “confused” because ______.

I have ________ French. What about you?

[　　]

A．many difficulties to learn

B．a few troubles in learning

C．quite a little difficulty to learn

D．a great deal of trouble learning

Dear Kind-Trustee-Who-Sends-Orphans-to-College,

　　　 Here I am! I traveled yesterday for four hours in a train．It’s a funny feeling, isn’t it? I never rode in one before．

　　　 College is the biggest, most puzzling place—I get lost whenever I leave my room. I will write you a description later when I'm feeling less confused; also I will tell you about my lessons. Classes don't begin until Monday morning, and this is Saturday night. But I wanted to write a letter first just to get acquainted.

　　　 It seems strange to be writing letters to somebody you don't know. It seems strange for me to be writing letters at all—I've never written more than three or four in my life, so please overlook it if these are not a model kind.

　　　 Before leaving yesterday morning, Mrs. Lippett and I had a very serious talk. She told me how to behave all the rest of my life, and especially how to behave towards the kind gentleman who is doing so much for me. I must take care to be very respectful.

　　　 But how can one be very respectful to a person who wishes to be called John Smith? Why couldn't you

have picked out a name with a little personality? I might as well write letters to Dear Flagpole or Dear Clothes-line.

　　　 I have been thinking about you a great deal this summer; having somebody take an interest in me after all these years makes me feel as though I had found a sort of family. It seems as though I belonged to somebody now, and it's a very comfortable feeling. I must say, however, that when I think about you, my imagination has very little to work upon. There are just three things that I know: I, You are tall. Ⅱ. You are rich. Ⅲ. You hate girls.

　　 I suppose I might call you Dear Mr. Girl-Hater. Only that's rather rude to me. Or Dear Mr. Rich-Man, but that's rude to you, as though money were the only important thing about you. Besides, being rich is such a very external quality. Maybe you won't stay rich all your life; lots of very clever men get broke in Wall Street. But at least you will stay tall all your life! So I've decided to call you Dear Daddy-Long-Legs. I hope you won't mind. It's just a private pet name we won't tell Mrs. Lippett.

　　　 The ten o'clock bell is going to ring in two minutes. Our day is divided into sections by bells. We eat and sleep and study by bells. It's very lifeful. There it goes! Lights out. Good night.

　　　 Observe how precisely I obey rules--due to my training in the John Grier Home.

Yours most respectfully,

Jerusha Abbott

To Mr. Daddy-Long-Legs Smith

61．Jerusha felt “confused” because　　 ．

　　　 A．she had never written to the trustee before

　　　 B．she was not familiar with the college yet

　　　 C．she could never find the way to her home

　　　 D．she had never traveled on a train berore

62．Jerusha thought that she couldn’t be very respectful to “John Smith” because　　 ．

　　　 A．he was a total stranger to her

　　　 B．she was sure it was a false identity

　　　 C．the name was too common

　　　 D．nobody would like to be called that time

63．According to Jerusha, being rich may be　 　　 　 ．

　　　 A．tentative　　　　　　　　 B．unimaginable　　　　　 C．traditional 　　　　　　 D．rude

64．The fact that her day is “divided into sections by bells” makes Jerusha feel　　　 ．

　　　 A．busy B．restricted by rules　 C．pressed for time　　 D．full of energy

65．Jerusha decided to call the trustee Dear Daddy-Long-legs　　　 ．

　　　 A．in order to show her respect for him

　　　 B．because it was one of his inner quality

　　　 C．in older to make them feel closer to each other

　　　 D．because she had always wanted a father

Dear Kind-Trustee-Who-Sends-Orphans-to-College,

       Here I am! I traveled yesterday for four hours in a train. It’s a funny feeling, isn’t it? I never rode in one before.

       College is the biggest, most puzzling place — I get lost whenever I leave my room. I will tell you more about it later when I’m feeling less confused; also I will tell you about my lessons. Classes don’t begin until Monday morning, and this is Saturday night. But I wanted to write a letter first just to get acquainted(认识的).

       It seems strange to be writing letters to somebody you don't know. It seems strange for me to be writing letters at all — I've never written more than three or four in my life, so please overlook it if these are not a model kind.

       Before leaving yesterday morning, Mrs. Lippett and I had a very serious talk. She told me how to behave all the rest of my life, and especially how to behave towards the kind gentleman who is doing so much for me. I must take care to be very respectful.

       But how can one be very respectful to a person who wishes to be called John Smith? Why couldn’t you have picked out a name with a little personality? I might as well write letters to Dear Flagpole or Dear Clothes-line.

       I have been thinking about you a great deal this summer; having somebody take an interest in me after all these years makes me feel as though I had found a sort of family. It seems as though I belonged to somebody now, and it’s a very comfortable feeling. I must say, however, that when I think about you, my imagination has very little to work upon. There are just three things that I know: I.You are tall. Ⅱ. You are rich. Ⅲ. You hate girls.

       I suppose I might call you Dear Mr. Girl-Hater. Only that's rather rude to me. Or Dear Mr. Rich-Man, but that's rude to you, as though money were the only important thing about you. Besides, being rich is such a very external（外在的） quality. Maybe you won’t stay rich all your life; lots of very clever men get broke in Wall Street. But at least you will stay tall all your life! So I've decided to call you Dear Daddy-Long-Legs. I hope you won’t mind. It’s just a private pet name we won’t tell Mrs. Lippett.

       The ten o’clock bell is going to ring in two minutes. Our day is divided into sections by bells. We eat and sleep and study by bells. It's very lifeful. There it goes! Lights out. Good night.

       Observe how precisely I obey rules — due to my training in the John Grier Home.

Yours most respectfully,

Jerusha Abbott

To Mr. Daddy-Long-Legs Smith

62. Jerusha thought that she couldn’t be very respectful to “John Smith” because __________.

       A. he was a total stranger to her                    B. she was sure it was a false identity

       C. the name was too common                        D. nobody would like to be called that way

63. According to Jerusha, being rich may be __________.

       A. temporary        B. unimaginable                 C. traditional              D. rude

64. The fact that her day is “divided into sections by bells” makes Jerusha feel __________.

       A. too busy                B. restricted by rules    C. pressed for time     D. full of energy

65. Jerusha decided to call the trustee Dear Daddy-Long-legs __________.

       A. in order to show her respect for him  

       B. because it was his only inner quality

       C. in order to make them feel closer to each other

     D. because she had always wanted a father

Dear Kind-Trustee-Who-Sends-Orphans-to-College,
Here I am! I traveled yesterday for four hours in a train．It’s a funny feeling, isn’t it? I never rode in one before．
College is the biggest, most puzzling place—I get lost whenever I leave my room. I will write you a description later when I'm feeling less confused; also I will tell you about my lessons. Classes don't begin until Monday morning, and this is Saturday night. But I wanted to write a letter first just to get acquainted.
It seems strange to be writing letters to somebody you don't know. It seems strange for me to be writing letters at all—I've never written more than three or four in my life, so please overlook it if these are not a model kind.
Before leaving yesterday morning, Mrs. Lippett and I had a very serious talk. She told me how to behave all the rest of my life, and especially how to behave towards the kind gentleman who is doing so much for me. I must take care to be very respectful.
But how can one be very respectful to a person who wishes to be called John Smith? Why couldn't you have picked out a name with a little personality? I might as well write letters to Dear Flagpole or Dear Clothes-line.
I have been thinking about you a great deal this summer; having somebody take an interest in me after all these years makes me feel as though I had found a sort of family. It seems as though I belonged to somebody now, and it's a very comfortable feeling. I must say, however, that when I think about you, my imagination has very little to work upon. There are just three things that I know: I, You are tall. Ⅱ. You are rich. Ⅲ. You hate girls.
I suppose I might call you Dear Mr. Girl-Hater. Only that's rather rude to me. Or Dear Mr. Rich-Man, but that's rude to you, as though money were the only important thing about you. Besides, being rich is such a very external quality. Maybe you won't stay rich all your life; lots of very clever men get broke in Wall Street. But at least you will stay tall all your life! So I've decided to call you Dear Daddy-Long-Legs. I hope you won't mind. It's just a private pet name we won't tell Mrs. Lippett.
The ten o'clock bell is going to ring in two minutes. Our day is divided into sections by bells. We eat and sleep and study by bells. It's very lifeful. There it goes! Lights out. Good night.
Observe how precisely I obey rules--due to my training in the John Grier Home.
Yours most respectfully,
Jerusha Abbott
to Mr. Daddy-Long-Legs Smith

1. 1.

   Jerusha felt “confused” because ______

   1. A.
      she had never written to the trustee before
   2. B.
      she was not familiar with the college yet
   3. C.
      she could never find the way to her home
   4. D.
      she had never traveled on a train berore
2. 2.

   Jerusha thought that she couldn’t be very respectful to “John Smith” because _______．

   1. A.
      he was a total stranger to her
   2. B.
      she was sure it was a false identity
   3. C.
      the name was too common
   4. D.
      nobody would like to be called that name
3. 3.

   The fact that her day is “divided into sections by bells” makes Jerusha feel______

   1. A.
      busy
   2. B.
      restricted by rules
   3. C.
      pressed for time
   4. D.
      full of energy
4. 4.

   Jerusha decided to call the trustee Dear Daddy-Long-legs______

   1. A.
      in order to show her respect for him
   2. B.
      because it was one of his inner quality
   3. C.
      in older to make them feel closer to each other
   4. D.
      because she had always wanted a father

C
Have you ever played the game Hot Potato? Jon Scieszka and a team of 13 popular children’s book authors are playing a writer’s version of the game, and are having a blast.
Here’s how it works. In The Exquisite Corpse Adventure, the “hot potato” is the story, and it is passed from one author to the next. Scieszka wrote the first chapter. Then he passed the story to another author Katherine Paterson. If Scieszka decides to introduce a roller-skating baby into the story, Paterson and the other contributing authors will have to decide what to do with the baby in later chapters. Every two weeks a new chapter, written by a different author, will be published on the Library of Congress’s read. Gov site. The high rate of hits has proved that Scieszka did not fail to make the readers laugh with his incredibly silly story.
“Working on The Exquisite Corpse Adventure was so much fun,” Scieszka says. “I got to write the first chapter so I could set up all these foolish traps for the other authors and make them have to write about clowns and ninjas(忍者).”
The story might be crazy, but all of the authors agreed that writing the story together was a whole lot of fun. “I started in the middle of the story,” author Steven Kellogg said, “That’s kind of fun. I got to read about everyone else’s characters and then brought them into the chapter that I was writing. It’s really good to think about other authors’ ideas and connect them with my own.”
You may wonder why the book is called The Exquisite Corpse Adventure. In fact Kellogg and the other authors are playing a game that is over 100 years old. Exquisite Corpse is actually the name of an old game in which players begin a story on a sheet of paper and pass it on to the next player to continue the tale. The game ends when someone finishes the story, which is then read aloud.
59. How is the game Hot Potato played according to the passage?
A．People make up the story about the “hot potato” one by one.
B．People throw the “hot potato” to hit one another.
C．People pass the “hot potato” from one person to the next.
D．People hit by the “hot potato” must tell a funny story.
60. We can infer from the passage that________.
A．it’s the first time such a game of writing has ever been played
B．the story hasn’t been finished yet
C．the clues of the story have been decided by Kellogg
D．every chapter will be online for two weeks
61.Kellogg thinks the game is fun because________.
A．the story is very silly and crazy
B．he writes the main part of the story
C．he could continue the story by sharing it with other authors
D．there are so many different characters in the story
62.The last paragraph is mainly about________.
A．how the game ended           B．when the game stared
C．how the book was named       D．how the Exquisite corpse worked

I have recently completed my college degree. The last project was called “Smile”. The class was asked to go out to smile at three people and document their reactions. I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake.
My husband, youngest son and I went out to McDonald. We were standing in line when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away. As I turned around I smelled a horrible body odour （气味）and saw two poor homeless men standing behind me. As I looked at the short blue-eyed gentleman closest to me, he was “smiling”. The second man fumbled（摸索）with his hands as he stood behind his friend.
The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted. He said, “Coffee is all, Miss,” because that was all they could afford.
Then I really felt it－I embraced（拥抱） the little man with the blue eyes. That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action. I smiled and asked two more breakfast meals on and gave them to the men.
The blue-eyed gentleman looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, “Thank you.” When I sat down my husband smiled at me. We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that because of the good fortune that we had been given.
I turned in my project. My teacher said, “Can I share this?” I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class. She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings share this need to heal people and to be healed.
In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald’s and every soul that heard the story in the classroom. But, I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn.
【小题1】Why did people around the author in the McDonald step back?

Dear son,
The day that you see me old and I am already not in good health, have patience and try to understand me.
If I get dirty when eating, if I can not dress, have patience and remember the hours I spent   31   it to you. If, when I speak to you, I   32   the same things thousand and one times, do not   33   me, listen to me. When you were small, I had to read to you thousand and one times the same story   34   you got to sleep. When I do not want to have a   35  , neither shame me nor scold me. Remember when I had to chase you with thousand excuses I   36  , in order that you wanted to bathe. When you see my   37   little about new technologies, give me the necessary time and do not look at me with your mocking( 嘲弄 ) smile. I taught you   38   to do so many things: to eat good, to dress well, to confront life…. When at some moment I lose the memory or the  39   of our conversation, let me have the necessary time to remember, and if I cannot do it, do not become nervous, as the most important thing is not our conversation but surely to be with you and to have you   40   to me.
If ever I do not want to eat, do not force me. I know well   41   I need to and when not. When my   42   legs do not allow me to walk, give me your   43  , the same way I did when you gave your first   44  . And when someday I say to you that I do not want to   45   any more ---- that I want to rest forever, do not get 46  . Someday you will understand.
Try to understand that my age is not lived but survived. Some day you will discover that, despite my mistakes, I always wanted the   47   thing for you and that I tried to prepare the way for you. You must not feel sad, angry or impotent( 无可奈何 ) for seeing me   48   you. You must be next to me, try to understand me and to help me as I did it when you 49   living. Help me to walk, help me to end my way with love and   50  . I will pay you by a smile and by the immense love I have had always for you.
I love you, Son.
Your father

Last night, I was waiting for a taxi. After 5 minutes, I was  36 . The driver seemed to be angry. I asked him what the   37  was. He said he had just come from the airport without a   38  , which was basically $70 in lost fare.
Over the course of the ride, the anger   39  died down. He mentioned he had read an article saying the   40  people are the ones that give, so he hoped he’d have more   41  to give in his life. I was starting to   42  being with him! We continued talking about why   43  is so beneficial both to the giver and the receiver and different ways to   44  it.
As we arrived at my destination,  I  45  my fare. But I pulled out an extra $20 and said, “Since we’ve been talking about this whole time, I wanted to share that   46  with you. I’ve already paid my fare, but here’s an extra little bit. You can   47  it, since you’re already down $70 from the airport. But if you want to experience the  48 of the gift, then tell the next passenger in this taxi that their ride is a gift from another and they can   49 their gratitude(感激) in whatever way.”
The man turned toward me, tears in his eyes, and said, “Sir, I have a better   50  . You give that $20 to a   51  person around here and I’ll treat the next passenger with a   52  ride myself.
Wow. This man was   53  10 minutes ago. I got out and walked around trying to   54 someone who needed help before heading to my destination.
It was an honor meeting that driver and    55   the lesson of how everyone is capable of giving.

I have recently completed my college degree. The last project was called “Smile”. The class was asked to go out to smile at three people and document their reactions（反应）. I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake.

My husband, the youngest son and I went out to McDonald. We were standing in line when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away. As I turned around I smelled a horrible body odour（气味） and saw two poor homeless men standing behind me. As I looked at the short blue-eyed gentleman closest to me, he was “smiling”. The second man fumbled（摸索）with his hands as he stood behind his friend.

The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted. He said, “Coffee is all, Miss,” because that was all they could afford.

Then I really felt it — I embraced（拥抱）the little man with the blue eyes. That is when I noticed   all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action. I smiled and asked two more breakfast meals on and gave them to the men.

The blue-eyed gentleman looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, “Thank you.”

I turned in my project. My teacher said, “Can I share this?” I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class. She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings share this need to heal people and to be healed.

In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald’s and every soul that heard the story in the classroom. But, I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn.

1. The underlined part “a piece of cake” in Paragraph 1 means _______.

   A. easy      B. embarrassing        C. moving         D. comfortable

2.Why did people around the author in the McDonald step back?

   A. Because they were very polite to the two men.

   B. Because they were moved by the two men.

   C. Because the two men smelt terrible.

   D. Because the two men seemed unfriendly.

3. Why did the two men only buy coffee?

   A. Because they didn’t have enough money.

   B. Because they didn’t feel hungry.

   C. Because they knew others would help them.

   D. Because they were looked down upon.

4.How did the teacher think of the author’s project?

   A. Hard to believe.       B. Interesting to read.

   C. Very puzzling.        D. Very satisfying.

5. What did the author think she learn from the story?

   A. A friend in need is a friend indeed

   B. Helping others can bring pleasure to many people.

   C. Nothing is difficult to a willing heart.

   D. Don’t judge people according to their appearance.