-
My friend helped me()my cat when I was on vacation with my wife
A . look for
B . look on
C . look after
D . look u
-
When I got home, my little brother was()
A . slept
B . sleep
C . asleep
D . to slee
-
The price they offered for my old car was so low that I()it down.
A、brought
B、turned
C、called
D、refused
-
It was early December 2003, my first seaon as a Salcation Army bell ringer, when I was confronted __________ the question.
-
I was fined as I parked my car in a \No Parking\ area.
-
It was __________ that he was run over by his own car.
-
1. When my car crashed into the big tree, I could feel the blood draining from my face and I wondered whether I was about to____________.
-
Max Girardo ______ his first car at auction when he was only 20.
A.sells
B.sell
C.sol
D.selling
-
______ It was in the car that the man understood what the job was.
A.T
B.F
-
Too Late to Regret it When I was a junior, I met a second-year student in my department. He wasn't tall or good-looking, but he was very nice, attractive and athletic. He had something that I admired very much. He was natural, warm, and sincere.
I disregarded (不顾) my parents' disapproval. We were very happy together. He picked me up from my dorm every morning, and after class we would sit alongside the stream that ran through campus, or sunbathe (晒太阳) on the lawn. At night he would walk me back to my dorm. He came from a poor family, but in order to make me happy, he borrowed money from his friend to buy presents and meals for me. Our fellow students looked up to him as a role model, and the girls envied (妒忌) me. He wasn't a local, but wanted to stay here after graduation. I thought we had a future together.
However, when I got a part-time job during the summer vacation, people began giving me a lot of pressure, saying that a pretty, intelligent girl like me should find a better guy to spend time with. This was also what my family thought. He spent the summer in his hometown, so I was all by myself. When he got back, I began finding fault with him. But his big heart and warmth soon drove all unpleasant thoughts away. However, I had no idea how badly I had hurt him and that things would get worse.
I had a good part4ime job off campus that paid pretty well. With my good performance at school, I also got admission to graduate school at one of China's best universities. He, on the other hand, did not do so well at school or at work. I had to worry about his living expenses, job and scores.
Almost all my colleagues and friends advised me to break up with him. Then we had a quarrel last June. He was in great pain, and my cold words and bad moods started turning him away.
Graduation time was drawing near, and he said he wanted to go back to his hometown. He said that he couldn't put up with me anymore. I was shocked and looked at him in despair.
True love happens only once, but I found it out too late.
第36题:When did the author fall in love with the boy?
A.When she was a junior.
B.After she had a quarrel with him.
C.When she was a second-year student.
D.After she found a part-time job.
-
The car was repaired but not quite to my ______
A.joy
B.pleasure
C.attraction
D.satisfaction
-
Poor _____ it my be, there is no plce like home, _____ you my go.s; whereverB.though; wheneverPoor _____ it my be, there is no plce like home, _____ you my go.s; wherever B.though; whenever C.in spite of; when D.tht; wherever
A.as; wherever
B.though; whenever
C.in spite of; when
D.that; wherever
-
My sister()stories when I was young.
A.used to tell
B.was used to tell
C.used to telling
-
______my car is being made ready for a long journey.
A.In the moment
B.At the moment
C.For the moment
D.By the moment
-
◑Why did Detroit put only limited resources into small-car production?◑Smaller cars are much more costly to produce.◑It was not able to make high quality smaller cars.◑It was good at producing large cars.◑It expected the coming back of the market for large cars.
-
We can make mistakes at any age. Some mistakes we make are about money. But most mistakes are about people. "Did Jerry really care when I broken up with Helen?" "When I got that great job did Jim really feel good about it, as a friend?" "Or did be envy my luck?" "And Paul-- why didn't I pick up that he was friendly just because I had a car?" When we look back, doubts like these can make us feel bad. But when we look back, it's too late.
Why do we go wrong about our friends or our enemies? Sometimes what people say hides their real meaning. And if we don't really listen, we miss the feeling behind the words. Suppose someone tells you, "You're a lucky dog." Is he really on your side? If he says, "You're a lucky guy" or "You're a lucky gal," that's being friendly. But "lucky dog" ? There's a bit of envy in those words. Maybe he doesn't see it himself. But bringing in the "dog" bit puts you down a little. What be may be saying is that be doesn't think you deserve your luck.
"Just think of all the things you have to be thankful for" is another noise that says one thing and means another. It could mean that the speaker is trying to get you to see your problem as part of you life as a whole. But is he? Wrapped up in this phrase is the thought that your problem isn't important. It's telling you to think of all the starving people in the world when you haven't got a date for Saturday night.
How can you tell the real meaning behind someone's words? One way is to take a good look at the person talking. Do his words fit the way he looks? Does what he says square with the tone of voice? His posture? The look in his eyes? Stop and think. The minute you spend thinking about the real meaning of what people say to you may save another mistake.
Note: guy = boy; gal = girl
In paragraph 1, when the writer recalls some things that happened between him and his friends, ______.
A.he feels happy, thinking of how nice his friends were to him.
B.he feels he may not have "read" his friends' true feelings correctly.
C.he thinks it was a mistake to have broken up with his girlfriend.
D.he is sorry that his friends let him down.
-
听力原文:I work for quite a small advertising agency, and we set up a team for each new project. My job covers both design and responsibility for leading project teams, currently one on a major advertising campaign. I was totally new to project management when I joined the company, but now I find it fascinating. I'm planning to talk to my line manager about altering the balance and doing more of that. Then the job would be ideal.
(17)
-
When his car was nowhere to be found, he wondered if someone______it.
A.stole
B.had stolen
C.was stealing
D.has stolen
-
When Pa was leaving, Ma felt uneasy, thinking Pa might not be able to return before it was dark.
A.Y
B.N
C.NG
-
Ten years ago it was______ my wildest dreams that I could afford a car.
A.above
B.beyond
C.in
D.off
-
My father was a gruff man. I couldn't remember the last time he had tenderly stroked my cheek, tousled my hair or used a term of endearment when calling my name. His diabetes had given him a short temper and he screamed a lot. I was envious when I saw other fathers plant gentle kisses on their daughters' foreheads or impulsively give them a big bear hug. I knew that he loved me and that his love was deep. He just didn't know how to express it.
It was hard to say "I love you' to someone who didn't say it back. After so many disappointing times when I would flinch from his sharp rebuff I began to withdraw my own warm displays of affection. I stopped reaching out or hugging or kissing him. At first this act of self-restraint was conscious. Later it would become automatic, and finally it was ingrained. The love between us ran strong but silent.
One rare evening out, when my mother had successfully coaxed my usually asocial father to join us for a night in the town, we were sitting in an elegant restaurant that boasted a small but lively band. When it struck up a familiar waltz tune, I glanced at my father. He suddenly appeared small and shrunken to me not powerful and intimidating as I had always perceived him.
All the old hurts welled up inside but I decided to dare one last time.
"Dad, You know I've never ever danced with you. Even when I was a little girl, I begged you, but you never wanted to! How about right now? " I waited for the usual brusque reply that would once again slice my heart into ribbons. But instead he considered me thoughtfully and then a surprising twinkle appeared in his eye." I have been remiss in my duties as a father then." he uncharacteristically joked. "Let's hit the floor and I'll show you just what kind of moves an old geezer like me still can make!"
My father took me in his arms. Since earliest childhood I hadn't been enfolded in his embrace. I felt overcome by emotion.
As we danced, I looked up at my father intently but he avoided my gaze. His eyes swept the dance floor, the other diners and the members of the band. His scrutiny took in everyone and everything but me. I felt that he must already be regretting his decision to join me for a dance; he seemed uncomfortable being physically close to me.
"Dad," I finally whispered tears in my eyes. "Why is it so hard for you to look at me?" At last his eyes dropped to my face and he studied me intently. "Because I love you so much", he whispered back. "Because I love you. " I was struck dumb by his response. It wasn't what I had anticipated. But it was of course exactly what I needed to hear. His own eyes were misty and he was blinking.
I had always known that he loved me, I just hadn't understood that his vast emotion had frightened him and made him mute. His taciturn manner hid the deep emotions flowing inside. "I love you too, Dad" I whispered back softly. He stumbled over the next few words" I ... I'm sorry that I'm not demonstrative." Then he said "I've realized that I don't show what I feel. My parents never hugged or kissed me and I guess I learned how not to from them. It's... it's.., hard for me. I'm probably too old to change my ways now but just know how much I love you." "Okay" I smiled.
When the dance ended, I brought Dad back to Mom waiting at the table and excused myself to the ladies' room. I was gone just a few minutes but during my absence everything changed.
There were screams and shouts and scrapings of chairs as I made my way back across the room. I wondered what the commotion was all about. As I approached the table I saw it was all about Dad. He was slumped in his chair ashen gray. A doctor in the restaurant rushed over to handle the emergency and an ambulance was called but it was really all too late. He was gone. Instantly they said.
What had suddenly made me after so many years of steeling myself against his constant rejection ask hi
A.He was a bad-tempered man because of the disease he had suffered.
B.He was an asocial man with little idea of using body language.
C.He was an affectionate father who seldom joked.
D.He was a loving father without much warm demonstration of love.
-
A friend of mine named Paul received an automobile from his brother as a Christmas present. On Christmas Eve when Paul came out of his office, a street urchin was walking around the shiny new car, admiring it. “Is this your car, Mister?” he asked.
Paul nodded. “My brother gave it to me for Christmas.” The boy was astounded. “You mean your brother gave it to you and it didn’t cost you nothing? Boy, I wish….” He hesitated. Of course Paul knew what he was going to wish for. He was going to wish he had a brother like that. But what the lad said jarred Paul all the way down to his heels.
“I wish,” the boy went on, “that I could be a brother like that.”
Paul looked at the boy in astonishment, then impulsively he added, “Would you like to take a ride in my automobile?”
“Oh yes, I’d love that.”
After a short ride, the boy turned and with his eyes aglow, said, “Mister, would you mind driving in front of my house?”
Paul smiled a little. He thought he knew what the lad wante d. He wanted to show his neighbors that he could ride home in a big automobile. But Paul was wrong again. “Will you stop where those two steps are?” the boy asked.
He ran up the steps. Then in a little while Paul heard him coming back, but he was not coming fast. He was carrying his little crippled brother. He sat him down on the bottom step, then sort of squeezed up against him and pointed to the car.
“There she is, Buddy, just like I told you upstairs. His brother gave it to him for Christmas and it didn’t cost him a cent. And some day I’m gonna give you one just like it…, then you can see for yourself all the pretty things in the Christmas windows that I’ve been trying to tell you about.”
Paul got out and lifted the lad to the front seat of his car. The shining-eyed older brother climbed in beside him and the three of them began a memorable holiday ride. That Christmas Eve, Paul learned what Jesus meant when he had said: “It is more blessed to give….”
1、The boy was astounded.
A、He was very surprised
B、He was so surprised that he was shocked
C、He was extremely surprised
D、The car was so beautiful that he felt excited
2、Paul looked at the boy…, then impulsively he added, “….”
A、 he did this without planning and thinking
B、he did this with careful thinking
C、he was impelled by his brother to do this
D、he was forced by his mother to do this
3、The boy was not coming fast because ().
A、he was coming down the steps
B、he wanted to sit down on the steps
C、he wanted to see the car clearly
D、he was carrying his crippled brother
4、He…squeezed up against him and pointed to the car.
A、moved closer and touched him
B、held him tightly in his arms
C、pushed him nearer to the car
D、pulled him closer and supported him
5、…the three of them began a memorable holiday ride.
A、easy to remember
B、likely to be noticeable
C、worth remembering
D、likely to be seen
-
It was a_________moment for my cousin when she shook hands with the President.
A.proud
B.arrogant
-
—It's too hard to get the food to my mouth when I was in Japan.— () .
A.I had to practice long and hard to manage those little grains of rice.
B.One thing I'll say for these things is I don't eat as much.
C.It's easy to offend people when you don't know their customs.