By the time we finished, herring(鲱鱼)covered the bottom of the boat as deep as my calves(腿肚子). For the first time in days, my father seemed happy as a herring choker(捕鲱鱼的人). Then he looked at the western sky, and his smile faded. The storms were sweeping out of Canada hard and fast. No one could predict their arrival. All fishermen feared them.

“We’re going back,” my father said. He pulled the cord and started the motor.

We were only two miles out, but the shoreline looked to me as far away as the moon. Over the distant hills, black clouds ran toward us like wild horses. We made it only halfway home before we met the storm.

The wind came first. It lifted the lake in whitecaps. The weight of the herring made us ride low in the water, and the waves broke over our bow. My father struggled to hold us on course. I’d put on my raincoat, but I had no life jacket.

Then the rain fell so hard we couldn’t see the land. The boat was filling with water. I was scared, but I saw my father sitting straight, holding the boat steady into the wind, and I felt hopeful. He didn’t look hurt at all.

I was starting to think we were going to make it. That’s when the motor died. My father pulled the cord hard, but the motor wouldn’t catch. We would go down in no time.

“Grab an oar(浆),” he cried above the wind. He always carried two oars for just such a moment. We began to pull hard. My father grunted, from pain or effort I couldn’t tell. He dug his oar into the violent lake and bowed into the wind again. With all my strength, I pulled on my own oar.

The wind pushed hard against us. Ws seemed to be fighting the anger of the whole lake. I was tired. My arms felt heavy and on fire. I didn’t know how much longer I could push that oar through the water.

As if he heard my thinking, my father called to me, “I need you, Karl. Only a little longer.”

So I kept rowing.

Just when I thought I had no more strength, I heard it. The sound of waves breaking against the shore. We moved into the shelter of our small cove and rode the swells toward the landing.

My mother rushed through the rain to greet us. “I’ve been so worried,” she said. She hugged me and then my father.

“Nothing to worry about,” he assured her. He put his hand on my shoulder. “You did well, son. How do you feel?”

Tired as I was, I managed a smile. “I feel like a herring choker.”

1.The author’s father decided to go back because______.

A.the motor didn’t work well

B.they couldn’t catch more herrings

C.the storm would arrive at any time

D.it was too cold for them to stay any longer

2.The author created a picture of ______ with the underlined sentence in Para.8.

A.a rare chance

B.a violent struggle

C.an exciting trip

D.an amazing experience

3.According to the passage, what was the main reason Karl kept rowing even though he was very tired?

A.He did not want to lose all the fish.

B.He knew the storm was about to end.

C.He knew his mother was waiting on shore.

D.He did not want to disappoint his father.

4.We can learn from the passage the author felt ______ after arriving home safe.

A.he were a real man

B.he needed his father’s praise

C.he shouldn’t have gone out to the lake

D.he would be a herring choker when he grew up

填写正确的动词时态。

1．The film had begun when they __________________ (arrive) at the cinema

2．His hand was wet because he _____________ (wash) his car.

3．By the time he was sixteen, he______________ (finish) school and was about to go abroad.

4．He came to see us yesterday, but he only_________________ (stay) for a while and left.

5．If Helen Keller ____________ (not meet) Anne Sullivan, what. would have become of her?

6．It was first time that she _____________ (understand) such a complex words.

7．A --Did you hear the actor? 

B -- No, I_____________ (listen) to the woman talking on her mobile phone.

8．If it had not been for their support, I _____________ (fail) to achieve my goal.

9．He _____________ (watch) TV for two hours when the telephone rang.

10．Did you know many books have been written about the Long March? It  ____________ (come) about more than more than 70 years ago.

选词填空。

Bob was tired of waiting for his sister’s plane to __1_ .The plane should have come at half__2_ three p.m. and now, seven__3_ later. Bob was__4_ waiting. There had been _5__ times for him to hear the explanation(解释) who the plane was late from the loudspeaker._6_ the first time, Bob had got__7_ to eat. The second time he__8_ to walk in the airport from one end to __9_ .By the third time he was tired and hungry. ”How much longer will this go on?” Bob said to__10_.

Every year on my birthday, from the time I turned 12, a bunch of white flowers was   1   to my house in Bethesda, Maryland.   2   card or note came with it. Calls to the flower store were always   3   - it was a cash purchase. After a while I   4   trying to discover the sender’s identity and just delighted in the beauty and perfume of that magical, perfect white flowers packed    5   soft pink paper.

But I   6  stopped imagining who the mysterious giver might be. Some of my   7   moments were spent in day dreams about someone wonderful and exciting but too   8   to make known his or her identity.

My mother contributed to these imaginings. She’d ask me if there was someone for whom I had done a special   9  who might be showing appreciation. Perhaps the neighbor I’d helped when she was   10   a car full of groceries. Or maybe, it was the old man across the street whose mail I’d helped to fetch during the winter so he   11   have to risk going down his   12   steps. As a teenager, though, I had more   13   guessing that it might be a boy I was in love with or someone who had noticed me even though I didn’t   14   his name.

When I was 17, a boy broke my   15  . The night he called for me the last time, I cried myself to   16  . When I awoke the next morning, there was a   17   written on my mirror in red lipstick: “Heartily know when half – gods go, the gods arrive.” I thought about that saying from Emerson for a long time, and I left it   18   my mother had written it until my heart   19  . When I finally went for the glass cleaner, my mother knew   20   was all right again.

1．A．delivered               B．sold                    C．grown                 D．carried

3．A．in surprise             B．in return              C．in need                D．in vain

4．A．started                  B．stopped               C．kept                    D．continued

5．A．by                        B．in                        C．of                       D．for

6．A．even                     B．ever                    C．never                  D．usually

7．A．loneliest                B．happiest               C．darkest                D．hardest

8．A．shy                       B．busy                   C．tired                    D．forgetful

9．A．kindness               B．request                C．politeness            D．performance

10．A．repairing              B．buying                 C．pulling                 D．unloading

11．A．shouldn’t             B．couldn’t              C．wouldn’t             D．mustn’t

12．A．high                    B．icy                      C．wide                   D．long

13．A．hope                   B．fun                     C．time                    D．mind

14．A．miss                   B．call                     C．write                   D．know

15．A．promise               B．glasses                C．heart                   D．mirror

16．A．sleep                   B．stay                    C．think                   D．wait

17．A．sign                    B．word                   C．notice                 D．message

18．A．how                    B．after                    C．where                 D．when

19．A．recovered            B．changed              C．beat                    D．jumped

20．A．nothing               B．something            C．everything           D．anything

Every year on my birthday, from the time I turned 12, a white gardenia(栀子花) was delivered anonymously to me at my house. No card or note came with it. Calls to the florist (花商) were always in vain ---- it was a cash purchase. After a while I stopped trying to discover the sender's identity.

But I never stopped imagining who the anonymous sender might be.

My mother often contributed to these imaginings. She'd ask me if there was someone for whom I had done a special kindness who might be showing appreciation. Perhaps the neighbor I'd help when she was unloading a car full of groceries. Or maybe it was the old man across the street whose mail I retrieved(取回) during the winter so he wouldn't have to venture down his icy steps.

When I was 17, a boy broke my heart. The night he called for me the last time, I cried myself to sleep. When I awoke in the morning, there was a message scribbled(乱涂) on my mirror in red lipstick: “Heartily know, when half-gods go, the gods arrive.” I thought about that quotation from Emerson (爱默生) for a long time, and I left it where my mother had written it. When I finally went to get the glass cleaner, my mother knew everything was all right again. I don't remember ever slamming(砰地关上) my door in anger at her and shouting, “You just don't understand!” because she did understand. 　　

One month before my high-school graduation, my father died suddenly of a heart attack. My feelings ranged from grief to abandonment, fear and over-whelming anger that my dad was missing some of the most important events in my life. I became completely uninterested in my upcoming graduation, the senior-class play and the prom-events(舞会) that I had worked on and looked forward to.

But my mother, in the midst of her own grief, would not hear of my missing out any of those things. The day before my father died, she and I had gone shopping for a prom dress and found a spectacular(引人注目的) one. Wearing it made me feel like a princess, but it was the wrong size, and when my father died the next day, I forgot all about the dress.

My mother didn't. The day before the prom, I found that dress-in the right size, draped over the living room sofa, presented to me -- beautifully, artistically and lovingly. I didn't care about having a new dress, but my mother did. She wanted her children to feel loved and lovable, creative and imaginative.

My mother died when I was 22, only ten days after I was married. That was the year the gardenias stopped coming.

26. The underlined word “anonymously” in Paragraph 1 is the closest in meaning to________.

A.      secretly     B. happily     C. sadly     D. openly

27. Why did Mother try to arouse the author’s imagination about the gardenia sender?

A.      Because she wanted her child to feel cherished and loved not just by her but by the world.

B.      Because she had a great curiosity like a child.

C.      Because she was romantic and she once experienced such the same thing at her young age.

D.     Because she wanted to give her child some tips about the gardenia sender.

28. We can infer from the passage that________.

A.      the gardenia sender kept sending flowers to the author for 22 years.

B.      the author showed little interest in her graduation prom

C.      after the author’s father died, Mother bought her a dress to the prom

D.     Mother care how her child felt and gave her the ability to see beauty even in the face of adversity (厄运)

29. According to the passage, who was probably the gardenia sender?

  A. Father              B. A neighbor who was often helped by the author

C. Mother             D. The old man across the street

30. The best title for this passage would be “__________”.

  A. A romantic mother    B. The mystery of the white gardenia

  C. My anecdote         D. Mother and I

Poet William Stafford once said that we are defined more by the detours(绕行路) in life than by the narrow road toward goals. I like this image. But it was quite by accident that I discovered the deep meaning of his words.

For years we made the long drive from our home in Seattle to my parents' home in Boise in nine hours. We traveled the way most people do: the fastest, shortest, easiest road, especially when I was alone with four noisy, restless kids who hate confinement(限制) and have strong opinions about everything.

Road trips felt risky, so I would drive fast, stopping only when 1 had to. We would stick to the freeways and arrive tired.

But then Banner, our lamb was bent. He was reeled by h, mama days before our planned trip to Boise, I had two choices: leave Banner with my husband, or take him with me. My husband made the decision for me.

That is how I found myself on the road with four kids, a baby lamb and nothing but my everlasting optimism to see me through. We took the country roads out of necessity. We had to stop every hour, let Banner shake out his legs and feed him. The kids chased him and one another. They'd get back in the car breathless and energized, smelling fresh from the cold air.

We explored side roads, catching grasshopper in waist-high grass. Even if we simply looked out of the car window, at baby p.gs following their mother, or fish leaping out of the water, it was better than the best ride down the freeway. Here was life. And new horizons(见识).

We eventually arrived at my parents' doorstep astonishingly fresh and full of stories.

I grew brave with the trip back home and creative with my disciplining technique. On an empty section of road, everyone started quarreling. I stopped the car, ordered all kids out and told them to meet mc up ahead. I parked my car half a mile away and read my book in sweet silence.

Some road trips are by necessity fast and straight. But that trip with Banner opened our eyes to a world available to anyone adventurous enough to wander around and made me realize that a detour may uncover the best part of a journey-and the best part of yourself.

46. Why did the author use to take freeways to her parents' home?

A. It was less tiring.

B. It would be fester and safer.

C. Her kids would feel less confined.

D. She felt better with other drivers nearby.

47. The author stopped regularly on the country roads to ______.

A. relax in the fresh air

B. take a deep breath

C. take care of the lamb

D. let the kids play with Banner

48. What does the author discover from the trip according to Paragraph 6?

A. Freeways are where beauty hides.

B. Getting close to nature adds to the joy of life.

C. Enjoying the beauty of nature benefits one's health.

D. One should follow side roads to watch wild animals.

49. Why did the author ask the kids to get out of the car on their way back home?

A. To give herself some time to read.

B. To order some food for them

C. To play a game with them

D. To let them cool down.

50. What could be the best title for the passage?

A. Charm of the Detour

B. The Road to Bravery

C. Creativity out of Necessity

D. Road Trip and Country Life

Poet William Stafford once said that we are defined more by the detours (绕行路) in life than by the narrow road toward goals. I like this image. But it was quite by accident that I discovered the deep meaning of his words.
For years we made the long drive from our home in Seattle to my parents’ home in Boise in nine hours. We traveled the way most people do: the fastest, shortest, easiest road, especially when I was alone with four noisy, restless kids who hate confinement (限制) and have strong opinions about everything.
Road trips felt risky, so I would drive fast, stopping only when I had to. We would stick to the freeways and arrive tired.
But then Banner, our lamb was born. He was rejected by his mama days before our planned trip to Boise. I had two choices: leave Banner with my husband, or take him with me. My husband made the decision for me.
That is how I found myself on the road with four kids, a baby lamb and nothing but my everlasting optimism to see me through. We took the country roads out of necessity. We had to stop every hour, let Banner shake out his legs and feed him. The kids chased him and one another. They’d get back in the car breathless and energized, smelling fresh from the cold air.
We explored side roads, catching grasshoppers in waist-high grass. Even if we simply looked out of the car windows at baby pigs following their mother, or fish leaping out of the water, it was better than the best ride down the freeway. Here was life. And new horizons (见识).
We eventually arrived at my parents’ doorstep astonishingly fresh and full of stories.
I grew brave with the trip back home and creative with my disciplining technique. On an empty section of road, everyone started quarreling. I stopped the car, ordered all kids out and told them to meet me up ahead. I parked my car half a mile away and read my book in sweet silence.
Some road trips are by necessity fast and straight. But that trip with Banner opened our eyes to a world available to anyone adventurous enough to wander around and made me realize that a detour may uncover the best part of a journey—and the best part of yourself.
【小题1】Why did the author use to take freeways to her parents’ home?

Poet William Stafford once said that we are defined more by the detours (绕行路) in life than by the narrow road toward goals.I like this image.But it was quite by accident that I discovered the deep meaning of his words.

For years we made the long drive from our home in Seattle to my parents’ home in Boise in nine hours.We traveled the way most people do：the fastest，shortest，easiest road，especially when I was alone with four noisy，restless kids who hate confinement (限制) and have strong opinions about everything.

Road trips felt risky，so I would drive fast，stopping only when I had to.We would stick to the freeways and arrive tired.

But then Banner，our lamb was born.He was rejected by his mama days before our planned trip to Boise.I had two choices：leave Banner with my husband，or take him with me.My husband made the decision for me.

That is how I found myself on the road with four kids，a baby lamb and nothing but my everlasting optimism to see me through.We took the country roads out of necessity.We had to stop every hour，let Banner shake out his legs and feed him.The kids chased him and one another.They’d get back in the car breathless and energized，smelling fresh from the cold air.

We explored side roads，catching grasshoppers in waist­high grass.Even if we simply looked out of the car windows at baby pigs following their mother，or fish leaping out of the water，it was better than the best ride down the freeway.Here was life.And new horizons (见识)．

We eventually arrived at my parents’ doorstep astonishingly fresh and full of stories.

I grew brave with the trip back home and creative with my disciplining technique.On an empty section of road，everyone started quarreling.I stopped the car，ordered all kids out and told them to meet me up ahead.I parked my car half a mile away and read my book in sweet silence.

Some road trips are by necessity fast and straight.But that trip with Banner opened our eyes to a world available to anyone adventurous enough to wander around and made me realize that a detour may uncover the best part of a journey－and the best part of yourself.

1.Why did the author use to take freeways to her parents’home?

A．It was less tiring.

B．It would be faster and safer.

C．Her kids would feel less confined.

D．She felt better with other drivers nearby.

2.The author stopped regularly on the country roads to________.

A．relax in the fresh air

B．take a deep breath

C．take care of the lamb

D．let the kids play with Banner

3.What does the author discover from the trip according to Paragraph 6?

A．Freeways are where beauty hides.

B．Getting close to nature adds to the joy of life.

C．Enjoying the beauty of nature benefits one’s health.

D．One should follow side roads to watch wild animals.

4.Why did the author ask the kids to get out of the car on their way back home?

A．To give herself some time to read.

B．To order some food for them.

C．To play a game with them.

D．To let them cool down.

5.What could be the best title for the passage?

A．Charm of the Detour

B．The Road to Bravery

C．Creativity out of Necessity

D．Road Trip and Country Life

Poet William Stafford once said that we are defined more by the detours (绕行路) in life than by the narrow road toward goals. I like this image. But it was quite by accident that I discovered the deep meaning of his words.

For years we made the long drive from our home in Seattle to my parents’ home in Boise in nine hours. We traveled the way most people do: the fastest, shortest, easiest road, especially when I was alone with four noisy, restless kids who hate confinement (限制) and have strong opinions about everything.

Road trips felt risky, so I would drive fast, stopping only when I had to. We would stick to the freeways and arrive tired.

But then Banner, our lamb was born. He was rejected by his mama days before our planned trip to Boise. I had two choices: leave Banner with my husband, or take him with me. My husband made the decision for me.

That is how I found myself on the road with four kids, a baby lamb and nothing but my everlasting optimism to see me through. We took the country roads out of necessity. We had to stop every hour, let Banner shake out his legs and feed him. The kids chased him and one another. They’d get back in the car breathless and energized, smelling fresh from the cold air.

We explored side roads, catching grasshoppers in waist-high grass. Even if we simply looked out of the car windows at baby pigs following their mother, or fish leaping out of the water, it was better than the best ride down the freeway. Here was life. And new horizons (见识).

We eventually arrived at my parents’ doorstep astonishingly fresh and full of stories.

I grew brave with the trip back home and creative with my disciplining technique. On an empty section of road, everyone started quarreling. I stopped the car, ordered all kids out and told them to meet me up ahead. I parked my car half a mile away and read my book in sweet silence.

Some road trips are by necessity fast and straight. But that trip with Banner opened our eyes to a world available to anyone adventurous enough to wander around and made me realize that a detour may uncover the best part of a journey—and the best part of yourself.

1.Why did the author use to take freeways to her parents’ home?

A．It was less tiring.

B．It would be faster and safer.

C．Her kids would feel less confined.

D．She felt better with other drivers nearby.

2.The author stopped regularly on the country roads to _____.

A. relax in the fresh air

B. take a deep breath

C. take care of the lamb

C. let the kids play with Banner.

3.What does the author discover from the trio according to Paragraph 6?

A．Freeways are where beauty hides.

B．Getting close to nature adds to the joy of life.

C．Enjoying the beauty of nature benefits one’s health.

D．One should follow side roads to watch wild animals.

4.Why did the author ask the kids to get out of the car on their way back home?

A．To give herself some time to read.

B．To order some food for them.

C．To play a game with them.

D．To let them cool down.

5.What could be the best title for the passage?

A．Charm of the Detour

B．The Road to Bravery

C．Creativity out of Necessity

D．Road Trip and Country Life

Poet William Stafford once said that we are defined more by the detours (绕行路) in life than by the narrow road toward goals.I like this image.But it was quite by accident that I discovered the deep meaning of his words.
For years we made the long drive from our home in Seattle to my parents’ home in Boise in nine hours.We traveled the way most people do：the fastest，shortest，easiest road，especially when I was alone with four noisy，restless kids who hate confinement (限制) and have strong opinions about everything.
Road trips felt risky，so I would drive fast，stopping only when I had to.We would stick to the freeways and arrive tired.
But then Banner，our lamb was born.He was rejected by his mama days before our planned trip to Boise.I had two choices：leave Banner with my husband，or take him with me.My husband made the decision for me.
That is how I found myself on the road with four kids，a baby lamb and nothing but my everlasting optimism to see me through.We took the country roads out of necessity.We had to stop every hour，let Banner shake out his legs and feed him.The kids chased him and one another.They’d get back in the car breathless and energized，smelling fresh from the cold air.
We explored side roads，catching grasshoppers in waist­high grass.Even if we simply looked out of the car windows at baby pigs following their mother，or fish leaping out of the water，it was better than the best ride down the freeway.Here was life.And new horizons (见识)．
We eventually arrived at my parents’ doorstep astonishingly fresh and full of stories.
I grew brave with the trip back home and creative with my disciplining technique.On an empty section of road，everyone started quarreling.I stopped the car，ordered all kids out and told them to meet me up ahead.I parked my car half a mile away and read my book in sweet silence.
Some road trips are by necessity fast and straight.But that trip with Banner opened our eyes to a world available to anyone adventurous enough to wander around and made me realize that a detour may uncover the best part of a journey－and the best part of yourself.
【小题1】Why did the author use to take freeways to her parents’home?

Poet William Stafford once said that we are defined more by the detours (绕行路) in life than by the narrow road toward goals. I like this image. But it was quite by accident that I discovered the deep meaning of his words.
For years we made the long drive from our home in Seattle to my parents’ home in Boise in nine hours. We traveled the way most people do: the fastest, shortest, easiest road, especially when I was alone with four noisy, restless kids who hate confinement (限制) and have strong opinions about everything.
Road trips felt risky, so I would drive fast, stopping only when I had to. We would stick to the freeways and arrive tired.
But then Banner, our lamb was born. He was rejected by his mama days before our planned trip to Boise. I had two choices: leave Banner with my husband, or take him with me. My husband made the decision for me.
That is how I found myself on the road with four kids, a baby lamb and nothing but my everlasting optimism to see me through. We took the country roads out of necessity. We had to stop every hour, let Banner shake out his legs and feed him. The kids chased him and one another. They’d get back in the car breathless and energized, smelling fresh from the cold air.
We explored side roads, catching grasshoppers in waist-high grass. Even if we simply looked out of the car windows at baby pigs following their mother, or fish leaping out of the water, it was better than the best ride down the freeway. Here was life. And new horizons (见识).
We eventually arrived at my parents’ doorstep astonishingly fresh and full of stories.
I grew brave with the trip back home and creative with my disciplining technique. On an empty section of road, everyone started quarreling. I stopped the car, ordered all kids out and told them to meet me up ahead. I parked my car half a mile away and read my book in sweet silence.
Some road trips are by necessity fast and straight. But that trip with Banner opened our eyes to a world available to anyone adventurous enough to wander around and made me realize that a detour may uncover the best part of a journey—and the best part of yourself

1. 1.

   Why did the author use to take freeways to her parents’ home?

   1. A.
      It was less tiring
   2. B.
      It would be faster and safer
   3. C.
      Her kids would feel less confined
   4. D.
      She felt better with other drivers nearby
2. 2.

   The author stopped regularly on the country roads to _____

   1. A.
      relax in the fresh air
   2. B.
      take a deep breath
   3. C.
      take care of the lamb
   4. D.
      let the kids play with Banner
3. 3.

   What does the author discover from the trio according to Paragraph 6?

   1. A.
      Freeways are where beauty hides
   2. B.
      Getting close to nature adds to the joy of life
   3. C.
      Enjoying the beauty of nature benefits one’s health
   4. D.
      One should follow side roads to watch wild animals
4. 4.

   Why did the author ask the kids to get out of the car on their way back home?

   1. A.
      To give herself some time to read
   2. B.
      To order some food for them
   3. C.
      To play a game with them
   4. D.
      To let them cool down
5. 5.

   What could be the best title for the passage?

   1. A.
      Charm of the Detour
   2. B.
      The Road to Bravery
   3. C.
      Creativity out of Necessity
   4. D.
      Road Trip and Country Life

   Poet William Stafford once said that we are defined more by the detours(绕行路)in life than by the narrow road toward goals. I like this image. But I was quite by accident that I discovered the deep meaning of his words.

  For years we made the long drive from our home in Seattle to my parents’ home in Boise in nine hours. We traveled the way most people do: the fastest, shortest easiest road, especially when I was alone with four noisy, restless kids who hates confinement(限制)and have strong opinions about everything.

  Road trips felt risky, so I would drive fast, stopping only when I had to. We would stick to the freeways and arrive tired.

  But then Banner, our lamb was born. He was rejected by his mama days before our planned trip to Boise. I had two choices: leave Banner with my husband, or take him with me. My husband made the decision for me.

  That is how I found myself on the road with four kids, a baby lamb and nothing but my everlasting optimism to see me through. We took the country roads out of necessity. We had to stop every hour, let Banner shake out his legs and feed him. The kids chased him and one another. They’d get back in the car breathless and energized, smelling fresh from the cold air.

  We explored side roads, catching grasshoppers in waist-high grass. Even if we simply looked out of the car windows at baby pigs following their mother, or fish leaping out of the water, it was better than the best ride down the freeway. Here was life. And new horizons(见识).

  We eventually arrived at my parents’ doorstep astonishingly fresh and full of stories

  I grew brave with the trip back home and creative with my disciplining technique. On an empty section of road, everyone started quarreling. I stopped the car, ordered all kids out and told them to meet me up ahead. I parked my car half a mile away and read my book in sweet silence.

  Some road trips are by necessity fast and straight. But that trip with Banner opened our eyes to a world available to anyone adventurous enough to wander around and made me realize that a detour may uncover the best part of a journey----and the best part of yourself.

56. Why did the author use to take freeways to her parents’ home?

A. It was less time.

B. She felt better with other drivers nearby.

C. Her kids would feel less confined.

D. It would be faster and safer.

57. What does the author discover from the trip according to Paragraph 6?

A. Freeways are where beauty hides.

B. Enjoying the beauty of nature benefits one’s health.

C. Getting close to nature adds to the joy of life.

D. One should follow side roads to watch wild animals.

58. Why did the author ask the kids to get out of the car on their way back home?

A. To give herself some time to read.        B. To let them cool down.

C. To play a game with them.              D. To order some food for them.

59. What could be the best title for the passage?

A. Creativity out of Necessity              B. The Road to Bravery

C. Charm of the Detour                      D. Road trip and Country Life

    Poet William Stafford once said that we are defined more by the detours(绕行路)in life than by the narrow road towards goals. I like this image. But it was quite by accident that I discovered the deep meaning of his words.

    For years we made the long drive from our home in Seattle to my parents’ home in Boise in nine hours. We traveled the way most people do: the fastest, shortest, easiest road, especially when I was alone with four noisy, restless kids who hate confinement(限制)and have strong opinions about everything.

    Road trips felt risky, so I would drive fast, stopping only when I had to. We would stick to the freeways and arrive tired.

    But then Banner, our lamb was born. He was rejected by his mama days before our planned trip to Boise. I had to take him with me.

    That is how I found myself on the road with four kids, a baby lamb and nothing but my everlasting optimism to see me through. We took the country roads out of necessity. We had to stop every hour and let Banner shake out his legs and feed him. The kids chased him and one another. They’d get back in the car breathless and energized, smelling fresh from the cold air.

    We explored side roads, catching grasshoppers in waist-high grass, or just simply looked out of the car windows at baby pigs following their mother, or fish leaping out of the water. Here was life. And new horizons.

    We eventually arrived at my parents’ doorstep astonishingly fresh and full of stories

    I grew brave with the trip back home. On an empty section of road, everyone started quarreling. I stopped the car, ordered all kids out and told them to meet me up ahead. I parked my car half a mile away and read my book in sweet silence.

Some road trips are by necessity fast and straight. But that trip with Banner opened our eyes to a world available to anyone adventurous enough to wander around and I found the best of myself.

51.Why did the author use to take freeways to her parents’ home?

A. It was less tiring.                B. She felt better with other drivers nearby.                

C. Her kids would feel less confined.  D. It would be faster and safer.

52.The author stopped regularly on the country roads to________.

A. take care of the lamb           B. take a deep breath               

C. relax in the fresh air            D. let the kids play with Banner

53.What does the author discover from the trip according to Paragraph 6?

A. Freeways are where beauty hides.               

B. Enjoying the beauty of nature benefits one’s health                                

C. Getting close to nature adds to the joy of life

D. One should follow side roads to watch wild animals

54.Why did the author ask the kids to get out of the car on their way back home?

A. To give herself some time to read.    B. To let them cool down.                

C. To play a game with them.          D. To order some food for them.

55.What could be the best title for the passage?

A. Creativity out of Necessity         B. The Road to Bravery               

C. Charm of the Detour              D. Road trip and Country Life

Poet William Stafford once said that we are defined more by the detours(绕行路) in life than by the narrow road toward goals. I like this image. But it was quite by accident that I discovered the deep meaning of his words.

For years we made the long drive from our home in Seattle to my parents' home in Boise in nine hours. We traveled the way most people do: the fastest, shortest, easiest road, especially when I was alone with four noisy, restless kids who hate confinement(限制) and have strong opinions about everything.

Road trips felt risky，so I would drive fast, stopping only when I had to. We would stick to the freeways and arrive tired.

But then Banner, our lamb was born. He was rejected by his mama days before our planned trip to Boise. I had two choices: leave Banner with my husband, or take him with me. My husband made the decision for me.

That is how I found myself on the road with four kids, a baby lamb and nothing but my everlasting optimism to see me through. We took the country roads out of necessity. We had to stop every hour, let Banner shake out his legs and feed him. The kids chased him and one another. They'd get back in the car breathless and energized, smelling fresh from the cold air.

We explored side roads, catching grasshoppers in waist－high grass. Even if we simply looked out of the car windows at baby pigs following their mother, or fish leaping out of the water, it was better than the best ride down the freeway. Here was life. And new horizons(见识)．

We eventually arrived at my parents' doorstep astonishingly fresh and full of stories.

I grew brave with the trip back home and creative with my disciplining technique. On an empty section of road, everyone started quarreling. I stopped the car, ordered all kids out and told them to meet me up ahead. I parked my car half a mile away and read my book in sweet silence.

Some road trips are by necessity fast and straight. But that trip with Banner opened our eyes to a world available to anyone adventurous enough to wander around and made me realize that a detour may uncover the best part of journey—and the best part of yourself.

1.Why did the author use to take freeways to her parents' home?

A．It was less tiring.

B．It would be faster and safer.

C．Her kids would feel less confined.

D．She felt better with other drivers nearby.

2.The author stopped regularly on the country roads to ________．

A．relax in the fresh air

B．take a deep breath

C．take care of the lamb

D．let the kids play with Banner

3.Why did the author ask the kids to get out of the car on their way back home?

A．To give herself some time to read.

B．To order some food for them.

C．To play a game with them.

D．To let them cool down.

4.What could be the best title for the passage?

A．Charm of the Detour

B．The Road to Bravery

C．Creativity out of Necessity

D．Road Trip and Country Life

Poet William Stafford once said that we are defined more by the detours(绕行路)in life than by the narrow road toward goals. I like this image. But it was quite by accident that I discovered the deep meaning of his words.

For years we made the long drive from our home in Seattle to my parents’ home in Boise in nine hours. We traveled the way most people do: the fastest, shortest, easiest road, especially when I was alone with four noisy, restless kids who hate confinement(限制)and have strong opinions about everything.

Road trips felt risky, so I would drive fast, stopping only when I had to. We would stick to the freeways and arrive tired.

But then Banner, our lamb was born. He was rejected by his mama days before our planned trip to Boise. I had two choices: leave Banner with my husband, or take him with me. My husband made the decision for me.

That is how I found myself on the road with four kids, a baby lamb and nothing but my everlasting optimism to see me through. We took the country roads out of necessity. We had to stop every hour, let Banner shake out his legs and feed him. The kids chased him and one another. They’d get back in the car breathless and energized, smelling fresh from the cold air.

We explored side roads, catching grasshoppers in waist-high grass. Even if we simply looked out of the car windows at baby pigs following their mother, or fish leaping out of the water, it was better than the best ride down the freeway. Here was life. And new horizons.

We eventually arrived at my parents’ doorstep astonishingly fresh and full of stories.

I grew brave with the trip back home and creative with my disciplining technique. On an empty section of road, everyone started quarreling. I stopped the car, ordered all kids out and told them to meet me up ahead. I parked my car half a mile away and read my book in sweet silence.

Some road trips are by necessity fast and straight. But that trip with Banner opened our eyes to a world available to anyone adventurous enough to wander around and made me realize that a detour may uncover the best part of a journey----and the best part of yourself.

1.Why did the author use to take freeways to her parents’ home?

A. She needn’t stop on the way.

B. It would be faster and easier.

C. Her kids would feel less confined.

D. She felt better with other drivers nearby.

2.What does the author discover from the trip according to Paragraph 6 ?

A. Freeways are where beauty hides.

B. Getting close to nature adds to the joy of life

C. Enjoying the beauty of nature benefits one’s health

D. One should follow side roads to watch wild animals

3.Why did the author ask the kids to get out of the car on their way back home

A. To give herself some time to read

B. To order some food for them

C. To play a game with them.

D. To let them cool down

4.What could be the best title for the passage

A. Charm of the Detour

B. The Road to Bravery

C. Creativity out of Necessity

D. Road trip and Country Life

Mr. Cronin has a clock shop in the center of the town. He tries his best to 36  it well. He often receives the customers(顾客)  37  and people like to buy  38  in his shop.
It was a cold day and 39  people would go out to do some _40_. Mr. Black, one of Mr. Cronin’s_41_, came to the shop. He knew the man was_42_ his miserliness (吝啬). But he tried to persuade (说服) him to buy a watch in his shop.
“You’d better buy a watch for 43 _, Mr. Black,” said Mr. Cronin. “It’ll be _44_ to you whenever.”
“No, no,” said Mr. Black. “I’ll _45_need any watches.”
“But how do you know when it’s time to _46_?”
“The people who live around me always _47_ their televisions at seven for the news. So I can hear the announcer(播音员) say,  “ The time is seven o’clock.. Here is the news.”
“But you don’t know when to go to work.”
“That’s _48_,” Mr. Black said with a smile. “It takes me ten minutes to _49_ and shave（刮脸）. I have breakfast at twenty past seven. I get to the bus stop at twenty to eight and fifteen minutes later arrive at my office and _50_ working.”
“When do you _51_ your office, then?”
“There’s a _52_ near it, its siren(汽笛) can tell me the right time.”
“How do you know the time if you _53_ in the middle of the night?”
“I always put a stick by my bed”
“But a stick can’t tell you the time”
“You’re _54_. But I can use it to knock on your wall. You always _55_, “What are you knocking on my wall for at two in the night?”
【小题1】A. watch        B. manage        C. build       D repair

The dirty, homeless man sat on the pavement, staring at the atones. He thought back more than twenty years to when he was a boy living in a small red brick house on this very street. He recalled the flower garden, the swing his dad made, and the bike he had saved up for months to buy.
The man shrugged impatiently, for the brightness of those pictures hurt him, and his memory travelled on another ten years. He had a job by then, plenty of friends and started to come home less. He did not really want to remember those years, nor the day when, because o’ debts, he had gone home planning to ask for money. He felt embarrassed, but he knew exactly where his dad kept the money. When his parents stepped out of the room, he took what he wanted and left.
That was the last time he had seen them. Ashamed, he went abroad, and his parents knew nothing about the years of wandering or time in prison. But locked in his cell he often thought of home. Once free, he would love to see his parents again, if they were still alive, and still wanted to see him.
When his prison time was up, he found -a job, but couldn’t settle. Something was drawing him home. He did not want to arrive penniless, so he hitchhiked most of the long journey back. But less than a mile from his destination he started to feel sick with doubt. Could they ever accept this man who had so bitterly disappointed them?
He spent most of that day sitting under a tree. That evening he posted a letter which, although short, had taken him hours to write. It ended with:
I know it is unreasonable of me to suppose you want to see me ... so it’s up to you. I’ll come early Thursday morning. If you want me home, hang a white handkerchief in the window of my old bedroom. If it’s there, I’ll come in; if not, I’ll wave good-bye and go.
And now it was Thursday morning and he was sitting on the pavement at the end of the street. Finally he got up and walked slowly toward the old house. He drew a long breath and looked.
His parents were taking no risks. ________________________________________________
_______________________________________________________________________________
The man threw his head back, gave a cry of relief and ran straight through the open front door.
【小题1】 Why did the man shrug impatiently (paragraph 2) while he was thinking of his childhood?

The dirty, homeless man sat on the pavement, staring at the stones. He thought back more than twenty years to when he was a boy living in a small red brick house on this very street. He recalled the flower garden, the swing his dad made, and the bike he had saved up for months to buy.

The man shrugged impatiently, for the brightness of those pictures hurt him, and his memory traveled on another ten years. He had a job by then, plenty of friends and started to come home less. He did not really want to remember those years, nor the day when, because of debts, he had gone home planning to ask for money. He felt embarrassed, but he knew exactly where his dad kept the money. When his parents stepped out of the room, he took what he wanted and left.

That was the last time he had seen them. Ashamed, he went abroad, and his parents knew nothing about the years of wandering or time in prison. But locked in his cell he often thought of home. Once free, he would love to see his parents again, if they were still alive, and still wanted to see him.

When his prison time was up, he found a job, but couldn’t settle. Something was drawing him home. He did not want to arrive penniless, so he hitchhiked most of the long journey back. But less than a mile from his destination he started to feel sick with doubt. Could they ever accept this man who had so bitterly disappointed them?

He spent most of that day sitting under a tree. That evening he posted a letter which, although short, had taken him hours to write. It ended with:

I know it is unreasonable of me to suppose you want to see me ... so it’s up to you. I’ll come early Thursday morning. If you want me home, hang a white handkerchief in the window of my old bedroom. If it’s there, I’ll come in; if not, I’ll wave good-bye and go.

And now it was Thursday morning and he was sitting on the pavement at the end of the street. Finally he got up and walked slowly toward the old house. He drew a long breath and looked.

His parents were taking no risks. ________________________________________

The man threw his head back, gave a cry of relief and ran straight through the open front door.

1.Why did the man shrug impatiently (paragraph 2) while he was thinking of his childhood?

A. The thoughts made him angry.

B. He felt he had wasted time.

C. He was anxious to go home.

D. The sweet memory caused him much pain.

2.Why did it take him hours to write the letter?

A. He doubted if his parents still lived in that house.

B. He had much news to tell his parents.

C. He felt ashamed to ask for forgiveness.

D. He was longing to return home and felt excited.

3.In what order did the following events take place?

a. He took the money from his parents.

b. He bought a bicycle with his savings.

c. He was sentenced to prison.

d. He wrote the letter home.

e. He sat on the pavement.

f. He hitchhiked back home.

A. b, a, c, d, e, f                                                        B. b, a, c, f, d, e

C. a, c, b, d, f, a                                                         D. a, d, b, c, e, f

4.Which of the following best fits into paragraph 8?

A. Every inch of the house was covered in white. Sheets, pillowcases and table clothes had been placed on every window and door, making it look like a snow house.

B. The house before him was just as he remembered: the red bricks, the brown door and nothing else.

C. A colorful blanket was over the front door. On it, in large letters, was written, “Welcome home, son”.

D. A police car was parked in the drive way, and two officers stood at the front door.

5.The best title of the passage is _______.

A. Sweet Memory                                                   B. White Handkerchief

C. Abandoned Son                            D. Leaving Home

Mr. Cronin has a clock shop in the center of the town. He tries his best to 36  it well. He often receives the customers(顾客)  37  and people like to buy  38  in his shop.

It was a cold day and 39  people would go out to do some _40_. Mr. Black, one of Mr. Cronin’s_41_, came to the shop. He knew the man was_42_ his miserliness (吝啬). But he tried to persuade (说服) him to buy a watch in his shop.

“You’d better buy a watch for 43 _, Mr. Black,” said Mr. Cronin. “It’ll be _44_ to you whenever.”

“No, no,” said Mr. Black. “I’ll _45_need any watches.”

“But how do you know when it’s time to _46_?”

“The people who live around me always _47_ their televisions at seven for the news. So I can hear the announcer(播音员) say,  “ The time is seven o’clock.. Here is the news.”

“But you don’t know when to go to work.”

“That’s _48_,” Mr. Black said with a smile. “It takes me ten minutes to _49_ and shave（刮脸）. I have breakfast at twenty past seven. I get to the bus stop at twenty to eight and fifteen minutes later arrive at my office and _50_ working.”

“When do you _51_ your office, then?”

“There’s a _52_ near it, its siren(汽笛) can tell me the right time.”

“How do you know the time if you _53_ in the middle of the night?”

“I always put a stick by my bed”

“But a stick can’t tell you the time”

“You’re _54_. But I can use it to knock on your wall. You always _55_, “What are you knocking on my wall for at two in the night?”

1.A. watch        B. manage        C. build       D repair

2.                A．coldly          B．luckily          C．simply    D．warmly

3.A. something      B. everything      C nothing       D. anything

4.                A．many          B．most           C．plenty of  D．few

5.                A．work           B．reading         C．shopping  D．fishing

6.                A．neighbors       B．friends         C．classmates D．workmates

7.                A．good at         B．famous for       C．proud of  D．fond of

8.                A．you            B．me            C．yourself D．myself

9.                A．helpful         B．helpless         C．necessary D．important

10.               A．always         B．sometimes      C．never     D．often

11.               A．get up         B．go to bed       C．go to work D．have breakfast

12.               A．show          B．turn on         C．turn off    D．sell out

13.               A．easy           B．possible        C．different  D．probable

14.               A．cook           B．wash           C．tidy  D．rest

15.               A．finish          B．enjoy          C．keep D．start

16.               A．clean          B．leave          C．go to D．find

17.               A．railway station   B．post office      C．university  D．factory

18.               A．sit up          B．wake up        C．stand up   D．get up

19.               A．clever         B．right           C．wrong D．foolish

20.               A．shout          B．wonder        C．laugh D．request