第二节：完形填空（共20小题；每小题1分，满分20分）
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Before India gained independence (独立), a few young men from the villages wanted to free India from the foreign rule; they wanted the British to quit India. They needed material wealth to 36 the British out of India, so they started collecting 37 in the Indian villages.
One day, they got encouraged to collect 38 things as well. They went from door to door carrying a huge bag, which gradually was 39 with money and gifts. As they went, a one-legged beggar kept 40 them. The young men did not mind.
At the 41 of the day, they entered a house to see 42 they had collected. The beggar also wanted to enter, but since he was not a member of the group, they did not 43 him in. The beggar said to them: “I walked such a 44 distance right behind you. You want freedom; I also want freedom. India is not only your motherland. It is also my motherland.”
45 , the young men got mad and told the beggar to go away. Then one of the men felt 46 for him, so they decided to 47 him the things they had collected. 48 the beggar was looking at the gifts in their bag, most of them were showing no 49 for him. Then suddenly the beggar opened up the bag that he had been carrying. It 50 a few coins and some rice. He threw all the contents into their bag at once.
At the 51 of this, immediately all the members of the revolutionary group started dropping 52 of gratitude (感激), because he had 53 all that he had to their cause. On that day, they had gone to visit so many rich families, who had given them next to 54 ; but this beggar had given them everything that he had! They were deeply 55 by the beggar’s contribution.
36. A. drive B. grow C. help D. pick
37. A. food B. money C. papers D. seeds
38. A. military B. material C. mysterious D. cultural
39. A. tired B. satisfied C. filled D. covered
40. A. following B. cheating C. calling D. beating
41. A. beginning B. end C. front D. middle
42. A. how B. what C. where D. when
43. A. stop B. drop C. allow D. promise
44. A. short B. near C. long D. little
45. A. At last B. At first C. At a time D. In that case
46. A. necessary B. patient C. thankful D. sorry
47. A. trouble B. serve C. show D. excite
48. A. Since B. While C. If D. Although
49. A. interest B. courage C. respect D. disappointment
50. A. included B. consisted C. held D. contained
51. A. thought B. sight C. sound D. moment
52. A. laughter B. difference C. truth D. tears
53. A. taken B. given C. wasted D. lost
54. A. something B. nothing C. everything D. anything
55. A. moved B. removed C. excited D. surprised
We have been driving in fog all morning, but the fog is lifting now. The little seaside villages are , one by one. "There is my grandmother's house," I say, across the bay to a shabby old house.
I am in Nova Scotia on a pilgrimage (朝圣) with Lise, my granddaughter, seeking roots for her, retracing (追溯) memory for me. Lise was one of the mobile children, from house to house in childhood. She longs for a sense of , and so we have come to Nova Scotia where my husband and I were born and where our ancestors for 200 years.
We soon by the house and I tell her what it was like here, the memories back, swift as the tide (潮水).
Suddenly, I long to walk again in the where I was once so gloriously a child. It still a member of the family, but has not been lived in for a while. We cannot go into the house, but I can still walk 11 the rooms in memory. Here, my mother in her bedroom window and wrote in her diary. I can still see the enthusiastic family into and out of the house. I could never have enough of being them. However, that was long after those childhood days. Lise attentively as I talk and then says, " So this is where I 1 ; where I belong. "
She has her roots. To know where I come from is one of the great longings of the human To be rooted is "to have an origin". We need origin. Looking backward, we discover what is unique in us; learn the of "I". We must all go home again—in reality or memory.
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A little girl lived in a simple and poor house on a hill.Usually she play in the small garden.She could see over the garden fence and across the valley a wonderful house with shining golden windows high on another hill. she loved her parents and her family, she desired to live in such a house and all day about how wonderful and exciting must feel to live there.
At the age when she gained some skill and sensibility(识别力), she her mother for a bike ride the garden. Her mother finally allowed her to go, her keeping close to the house and not too far. The day was beautiful. The girl knew where she was heading! the hill and across the valley, she rode to the of the golden house.
she got off her bike and put it against the gate post, she focused on the path to the house and then on the house itself. She was very disappointed when she that all the windows were and rather dirty.
So and heart-broken, she didn’t go any further. She , and all of a sudden she saw an amazing . There on the other side of the valley was a little house and its windows were golden. Looking at her little home, she that she had been living n her golden house filled with love and care.Everything she dreamed was right there in front of her nose.
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"Look, it's Baldy!" A boy shouted in my direction across the playground. Even though I was used to regular insults(侮辱) because of the on my head, it was horrible to hear. I sighed as I headed back to the class.
When I was just 20 months old, I suffered serious after a bowl full of hot oil fell on my head. I was to hospital and had to stay there for weeks while the doctors to save my life. "Holly's very to be alive," they told Mum and Dad. "But she'll be with scars on her head, and of course her hair won't grow there."
As a child, I cared much about my scars, so I wore a scarf to cover them up when I left home. I didn't, people would call me horrible names like Baldy. Although my friends were always comforting me, they never understood how it felt.
Then through the hospital I was to a children's burns camp, where children like me can get any help. There, I 14-year-old Stephanie, whose burns are a lot more serious than mine. But she is so that she never lets anyone put her down. "You shouldn't what people say about what you look like because we're not different from anyone else, Holly," she me. "And you don't need to wear a scarf because you look great it!" For the first time in my life I could speak to someone who'd been through something . So weeks later, at my 13th birthday party, by her bravery, I gave up my scarf and showed off my scars. It felt amazing not having to away behind my scarf.
Now, I am of what I look like and much happier, because I have realized it is your personality（个性）that decides who you truly are.
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Last spring, I was fortunate to be chosen to participate in an exchange study program. In my application letter, I was careful to how much I wanted to see France; evidently, my excitement really came through in my words. Once I that I was going, all I could think about was the fun of foreign travel and making all sorts of new and friends. While traveling was inspiring and meeting people was , nothing about my term in France was what I .
The moment I arrived in Paris, I was by a nice French couple who would become my host parents. My entire experience was joyous and exciting I received some shocking news from my program coordinator（协调人）: there had been a death in my host parents’ extended family. They had to travel outside France for several weeks. That afternoon, I had to out of one family’s house into another. The exchange coordinator told me I’d have a this time and asked whether I could share a bedroom with an English speaker. To avoid the temptation(诱惑) to my native language, I asked not to be with an English-speaking roommate. When I got to my new room, I myself to my new roommate Paolo, a Brazilian（巴西人） the same age as I, whom I was surprised to find playing one of my favorite CDS! In just a few hours, we knew we’d be good friends for the rest of the .
I left France with many , so when people asked me what my favorite part of the trip was, they are always to hear me talk about my Brazilian friend Paolo and scores of weekdays in class, weeknights on the town, and weekends France we enjoyed together. I love how people seem so different, but end up being so. The most valuable lesson I gained from studying in France wasn’t just to respect the friend people to respect all people, for your next best friend could be just a continent away. I would recommend an exchange program to anyone who wants to experience foreign cultures and gain meaningful .
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As I held my father’s hands one night, I couldn’t help but notice their calluses (老茧) and roughness. His hands tell the story of his life as a , including all his struggles.
One summer, I remember, a drought (旱灾) hit Ontario, turning it into a desert.On one of those hot mornings I was picking sweet corn with my dad to fill the last from the grocery shore. Fifty dozen was all we needed, which took twenty minutes. That morning, however, the process didn’t quickly. After forty minutes of aimlessly walking in the field, we needed twenty dozen. I was completely frustrated and . Dropping the basket heavily, I declared, “If the store wants its last twenty dozen, they can pick it themselves!” Dad , “Just think, my little girl, only ten dozen left for each of us and then we’re . ” Such is Dad—whatever problem he , he never gives up.
, the disastrous effects of the drought were felt all over our country. It was a challenging time for everyone, Dad remained optimistic. He to be grateful for other things like good health and food on our plates. Only then did I truly begin to Dad and his faith guided us through the hard times.
Dad is also a living example of real . From dawn to dark, he works countless hours to our family. He always puts our happiness his own, and never fails to cheer me on at my sports games his exhaustion after long days. His loving and selfless nature has inspired me to become more sympathetic and , putting others first.
Dad, the life I have learned from you will stay with me forever. You are my father, teacher, friend and, most importantly, my hero.
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