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I am very surprised that even an expert on foreign affairs can know the painting is forgery. （）he can tell who painted it.
A . However
B . Otherwise
C . Nevertheless
D . Moreover
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（）became the first real king of England,though he did not assume that style.
A . Offa
B . Egbert
C . Vortigern
D . Hengist
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In modern times，the work of stowage is generally deputed to stevedores，but that does not generally relieve the shipowners（）their duties even though the stevedores are，under the charter-party，to be appointed by the Charterers．
A . to
B . by
C . in
D . of
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He（） finding a taxi for me, even though I told him I lived nearby.
A . insisted on
B . insisted at
C . insisted that
D . insisted i
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He（）driving me home, even though I told him I lived nearby
A . insisted on
B . insisted at
C . insisted that
D . insisted i
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3. If I knew what he wanted, I _______ this.
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He wished that he had asked her to dance, and that he knew her name. （ ）
A、他真希望自己请她跳舞,又知道她的芳名,那该有多好。
B、他真希望自己当时请她跳了舞,现在又知道她的芳名,那该有多好。
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I’ve never been able to communicate or even work with him. So he is______.
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Though he has suffered from cancer for so many years, it is so strange that he has ______ to the present day.
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Which proverb means that you may not even think about that person when he or she is not with you?
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Even though I knew it was unlikely that I would win American Idol, I decided to have a crack at it anyway and try out for it. (VOA)
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Even children know about that and you think I’m ________ of that?
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When the speaker says that he simultaneously knew "too much, and not enough", he means that he was ______.
A．more perceptive than others who were involved at this time
B．too close to the events to see them objectively
C．unable to see any significance in current events
D．confused by the number of important events that were taking place
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Can you identify the logical fallacy in this claim？ “Even though it？ the first day, I can tell this is going to be a boring course ”.
A、hasty generalization
B、post hoc
C、guilt by association
D、oversimplification
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Though he think highly of the development of computer science, the author doesn’t mean that ________.
A) computers are likely to become a new form. of intelligent life
B) human beings have lost control of computers
C) the intelligence of computers will eventually surpass will that of human beings
D) the evolution of intelligence will probably depend on that of electronic brains
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What______would happen if he knew you felt that way？
A．will you think
B．do you think
C．you think
D．you would think
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Tom felt sure he would get the post, but he was never even considered for it. That was a smack in the eye for him.
A．nothing serious
B．nothing important
C．a humiliating rebuff
D．an expected disappointment
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听力原文： When people succeed, it is because of hard work, but luck has a lot to do with it, too. Success without some luck is almost impossible. The French emperor Napoleon said of one of his generals, "I know he's good. But is he lucky？" Napoleon knew that all the hard work and talent in the world can't make up for bad luck. However, hard work can invite good luck..
When it comes to success, luck can mean being in the right place to meet someone, or having the right skills to get a job done. It might mean turning down an offer and then having a better offer come along. Nothing can replace hard work, but working hard also means you're preparing yourself opportunity. Opportunity very often depends on luck.
How many of the great inventions and discoveries came about through a lucky mistake or a lucky chance？ One of the biggest lucky mistakes in history is Columbus' so-called discovery of America. He enriched his sponsors and changed history, but he was really looking for India. However, Columbus' chance discovery wasn't pure luck. It was backed up by years of studying and calculating. He worked hard to prove his theory that the world was round.
People who work hard help make their own luck by being ready opportunity knocks. When it comes to success, hard work and luck are always hand in hand.
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A．Hard work is the most important thing for one's success.
B．Hard work may invite good luck.
C．Good luck plays an important role in one's success.
D．Success has nothing to do with luck.
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"A writer's job is to tell the truth," said Hemingway in 1942. No other writer of our time had so fiercely asserted, so pugnaciously defended or so consistently exemplified the writer's obligation to speak truly His standard of truth-telling remained, moreover, so high and so rigorous that he was ordinarily unwilling to admit secondary evidence, whether literary evidence or evidence picked up from other sources than his own experience. "I only know what I have seen," was a statement which came often to his lips and pen. What he had personally done, or what he knew unforgettably by having gone through one version of it, was what he was interested in telling about. This is not to say that he refused to invent freely. But he always made it a sacrosanct point to invent in terms of what he actually knew from having been there.
The primary intent of his writing, from first to last, was to seize and project for the reader what he often called "the way it .was." This is a characteristically simple phrase for a concept of extraordinary complexity, and Hemingway's conception of its meaning subtly changed several times in the course of his career--always in the direction of greater complexity. At the core of the concept, however, one can invariably discern the operation of three aesthetic instruments; the sense of place the sense of fact and the sense of scene.
The first of these, obviously a strong passion with Hemingway is the sense of place. "Unless you have geography, background," he once told George Anteil, "You have nothing." You have, that is to say, a dramatic vacuum. Few writers have been more place-conscious. Few have s carefully charted out she geographical ground work of their novels while managing to keep background so conspicuously unobtrusive. Few, accordingly, have been able to record more economically and graphically the way it is when you walk through the streets of Paris in search of breakfast at corner café… Or when, at around six o' clock of a Spanish dawn, you watch the bulls running from the corrals at the Puerta Rochapea through the streets of Pamplona towards the bullring.
"When I woke it was the sound of the rocket exploding that announced the release of the bulls from the corrals at the edge of town. Down below the narrow street was empty. All the balconies were crowded with people. Suddenly a crowd came down the street. They were all running, packed close together. They passed along and up street toward the bullring and behind them came more men running faster, and then some stragglers who ere really running. Behind them was a little bare space, and then the bulls, galloping, tossing their heads up and down. It all went out of sight around the corner. One man fell, rolled to the gutter, and lay quiet. But the bulls went right on and did not notice him. They were all running together."
This landscape is as morning-fresh as a design in India ink on clean white paper. First is the bare white street, seem from above, quiet and empty. Then one sees the first packed clot of runners. Behind these are the thinner ranks of those who move faster because they are closer to bulls. Then the almost comic stragglers, who are "really running." Brilliantly behind these shines the "little bare space," a desperate margin for error. Then the clot of running bulls-closing the design, except of course for the man in the gutter making himself, like the designer's initials, as inconspicuous as possible.
According to the author, Hemingway's primary purpose in telling a story was ______.
A．to construct a well-told story that the reader would thoroughly enjoy.
B．To construct a story that would reflect truths that were not particular to a specific historical period
C．To begin from reality but to allow his imagination to roam from "the way it was" to "the way it might have been"
D．To report faithfully reality as Hemingway had experienced it.
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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.
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课文第二段第2句:Within four years, though, she has managed to become so fluent in English that she doesn’t even have a foreign accent! 请从AB选项中,选择一个按意群断句恰当的选项,从CD选项中选择一个你认为翻译更恰当的选项
A．Within？four？years,？though,？she？has？/ managed？to？become？so？fluent？in？English？/ that？she？doesn’t？even？have？a？foreign？accent!
B．Within？four？years,？though,？she？has？managed？to？become？so？fluent？in？English？/ that？she？doesn’t？even？have？a？foreign？accent!
C．尽管只有四年，但她已经能说一口十分流利的英语，且不带一丝外国口音！
D．在四年时间里，尽管如此，她已经能变得很流利在英语上，而且她甚至没有一个外国口音！
此题为多项选择题。
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I knew that if it hadn’t been for him I probably wouldn’t be jumping in the finals the following day.（）
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中英互译：when the time came, I said a reluctant goodbye. Though initially he had seemed an ordinary kid, his zeal had set him apart.
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Even though my eyes are adjusted ________ the darkness, I can still see very little.
