______ I found attractive in her works were just the things ______ made them different from the men writers’.
A. What; that B. What; what C. That; what D. That; that
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I had hoped to get to the meeting, but I found at the last minute that I couldn’t ________ it.
A. try B. meet
C. get D. make
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I had hoped to get to the meeting, but I found at the last minute that I couldn’t ________ it.
A. try B. meet
C. get D. make
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科目：高中英语 来源：2010届湖北省高考英语总复习练习系列一 题型：完型填空
第三节：完形填空（共20小题；每小题1.5分,满分30分）
阅读下面短文,从短文后所给各题的四个选项（A、B、C和D）中,选出可以填入空白处的最佳选项,并在答题卡上将该项涂黑。
I learned to play on a piano purchased at Grinnell Brothers in Detroit.My brothers and sisters were taking lessons and I 41 to play, too."You're 42 young,"I heard over and over.But when began playing my sister's 43 by heart from hearing her practice, they 44 me begin. I was four. 45 joy and comfort I found at those keys.If I had a rough day at school,I played ragtime hard and loud 46 my frustratio(挫折)was gone, then I calmed my self with Mozart until I was 47 to face the world. The day I lost my first child, and my dad was diagnosed with cancer,I played until I nearly 48 .There was a comfort in those keys.
That piano followed me everywhere.I taught hundreds of 49 and adults on the keys of my own piano in Taylor for over ten years. I 50 my home to a fire in 1998 and my piano was destroyed. I felt 51 I lost my oldest friend.
The insurance (保险) supplied the money to purchase 52 .My mother asked me every time she spoke to me, "Did you get another piano yet?" even when she struggled to call me by name. After she died in 1999, I 53 an envelope containing a gift certificate(礼券)to Hammell Music for a 54 .Mother made sure that I would get another piano, knowing I wouldn't do it 55 .
And so I purchased a Yamaha baby grand. Nearby hangs Mom and Dad's 56 . I play every day when I come home from work. I imagine my folks are in heaven, 57 and smiling. Every song is for them and the 58 goes on.
And although I miss my first piano, the new one is a(n) 59 that old things pass away and new life 60 .
41.A.planned B.allowed C.begged D.dared
42.A.very B.so C.not D.too
43.A.lessons B.piano C.keys D.text
44.A.permitted B.promised C.let D.made
45.A.What a B.What C.How D.How many
46.A.until B.when C.as soon as D.after
47.A.likely B.ready C.discouraged D.afraid
48.A.dropped B.went C.came to D.slept
49.A.people B.students C.boys D.children
50.A.destroyed B.left C.lost D.rebuilt
51.A.as though B.even though C.even if D.though
52.A.the other B.another C.a house D.one
53.A.accepted B.gained C.received D.won
54.A.present B.piano C.house D.sum of money
55.A.for myself B.at all C.any way D.above all
56.A.bed B.clothing C.portrait D.name
57.A.crying B.listening C.singing D.playing
58.A.joy B.piano C.sadness D.friendship
59.A.book B.reminder C.equipment D.instrument
60.A.disappears B.remains C.stops D.begins
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科目：高中英语 来源：2011浙江杭州二中高三5月模拟英语试卷 题型：阅读理解
When I was fourteen, I earned money in the summer by cutting lawns（草坪）, and within a few weeks I had built up a body of customers. I got to know people by the flowers they planted that I had to remember not to cut down, by the things they lost in the grass or struck in the ground on purpose. I reached the point with most of them when I knew in advance what complaint was about to be spoken, which particular request was most important. And I learned something about the measure of my neighbors by their preferred method of payment: by the job, by the month--- or not at all.
Mr. Ballou fell into the last category, and he always had a reason why. On one day, he had no change for a fifty, on another he was flat out of checks, on another, he was simply out when I knocked on his door. Still, except for the money apart, he was a nice enough guy, always waving or tipping his hat when he’d see me from a distance. I figured him for a thin retirement check, maybe a work-relayed injury that kept him from doing his own yard work. Sure, I kept track of the total, but I didn’t worry about the amount too much. Grass was grass, and the little that Mr. Ballou’s property comprised didn’t take long to trim (修剪).
Then, one late afternoon in mid-July, the hottest time of the year, I was walking by his house and he opened the door, mentioned me to come inside. The hall was cool, shaded, and it took my eyes a minute to adjust to the dim light.
“ I owe you,” Mr Ballou, “ but…”
I thought I’d save him the trouble of thinking of a new excuse. “ No problem. Don’t worry about it.”
“ The bank made a mistake in my account,” he continued, ignoring my words. “ It will be cleared up in a day or two . But in the meantime I thought perhaps you could choose one or two volumes for a down payment.
He gestured toward the walls and I saw that books were stacked (堆放) everywhere. It was like a library, except with no order to the arrangement.
“ Take your time,” Mr. Ballou encouraged. “Read, borrow, keep. Find something you like. What do you read?”
“ I don’t know.” And I didn’t. I generally read what was in front of me, what I could get from the paperback stack at the drugstore, what I found at the library, magazines, the back of cereal boxes, comics. The idea of consciously seeking out a special title was new to me, but, I realized, not without appeal--- so I started to look through the piles of books.
“ You actually read all of these?”
“ This isn’t much,” Mr. Ballou said. “ This is nothing, just what I’ve kept, the ones worth looking at a second time.”
“ Pick for me, then.”
He raised his eyebrows, cocked his head, and regarded me as though measuring me for a suit. After a moment, he nodded, searched through a stack, and handed me a dark red hardbound book, fairly thick.
“ The Last of the Just,” I read. “ By Andre Schwarz-Bart. What’s it about?” “ You tell me,” he said. “ Next week.”
I started after supper, sitting outdoors on an uncomfortable kitchen chair. Within a few pages, the yard, the summer, disappeared, and I was plunged into the aching tragedy of the Holocaust, the extraordinary clash of good, represented by one decent man, and evil. Translated from French, the language was elegant, simple, impossible to resist. When the evening light finally failed I moved inside, read all through the night,
To this day, thirty years later, I vividly remember the experience. It was my first voluntary encounter with world literature, and I was stunned (震惊) by the concentrated power a novel could contain. I lacked the vocabulary, however, to translate my feelings into words, so the next week. When Mr. Ballou asked, “ Well?” I only replied, “ It was good?”
“ Keep it, then,” he said. “ Shall I suggest another?”
I nodded, and was presented with the paperback edition of Margaret Mead’s Coming of Age in Samoa ( a very important book on the study of the social and cultural development of peoples--- anthropology (人类学) ).
To make two long stories short, Mr. Ballou never paid me a cent for cutting his grass that year or the next, but for fifteen years I taught anthropology at Dartmouth College. Summer reading was not the innocent entertainment I had assumed it to be, not a light-hearted, instantly forgettable escape in a hammock (吊床) ( though I have since enjoyed many of those, too). A book, if it arrives before you at the right moment, in the proper season, at an internal in the daily business of things, will change the course of all that follows.
【小题1】.The author thought that Mr. Ballou was ______________.
| A．rich but mean | B．poor but polite |
| C．honest but forgettable | D．strong but lazy |
| A．anything and everything | B．only what was given to him |
| C．only serious novels | D．nothing in the summer |
| A．light-heated and enjoyable | B．dull but well written |
| C．impossible to put down | D．difficult to understand |
| A．read all books twice | B．did not do much reading |
| C．read more books than he kept | D．preferred to read hardbound books |
| A．started studying anthropology at college | B．continued to cut Mr. Ballou’s lawn |
| C．spent most of his time lazing away in a hammock | |
| D．had forgotten what he had read the summer before |
| A．summer jobs are really good for young people |
| B．you should insist on being paid before you do a job |
| C．a good book can change the direction of your life |
| D．a book is like a garden carried in the pocket. |
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科目：高中英语 来源：2011浙江杭州二中高三5月模拟英语试题 题型：阅读理解
When I was fourteen, I earned money in the summer by cutting lawns（草坪）, and within a few weeks I had built up a body of customers. I got to know people by the flowers they planted that I had to remember not to cut down, by the things they lost in the grass or struck in the ground on purpose. I reached the point with most of them when I knew in advance what complaint was about to be spoken, which particular request was most important. And I learned something about the measure of my neighbors by their preferred method of payment: by the job, by the month--- or not at all.
Mr. Ballou fell into the last category, and he always had a reason why. On one day, he had no change for a fifty, on another he was flat out of checks, on another, he was simply out when I knocked on his door. Still, except for the money apart, he was a nice enough guy, always waving or tipping his hat when he’d see me from a distance. I figured him for a thin retirement check, maybe a work-relayed injury that kept him from doing his own yard work. Sure, I kept track of the total, but I didn’t worry about the amount too much. Grass was grass, and the little that Mr. Ballou’s property comprised didn’t take long to trim (修剪).
Then, one late afternoon in mid-July, the hottest time of the year, I was walking by his house and he opened the door, mentioned me to come inside. The hall was cool, shaded, and it took my eyes a minute to adjust to the dim light.
“ I owe you,” Mr Ballou, “ but…”
I thought I’d save him the trouble of thinking of a new excuse. “ No problem. Don’t worry about it.”
“ The bank made a mistake in my account,” he continued, ignoring my words. “ It will be cleared up in a day or two . But in the meantime I thought perhaps you could choose one or two volumes for a down payment.
He gestured toward the walls and I saw that books were stacked (堆放) everywhere. It was like a library, except with no order to the arrangement.
“ Take your time,” Mr. Ballou encouraged. “Read, borrow, keep. Find something you like. What do you read?”
“ I don’t know.” And I didn’t. I generally read what was in front of me, what I could get from the paperback stack at the drugstore, what I found at the library, magazines, the back of cereal boxes, comics. The idea of consciously seeking out a special title was new to me, but, I realized, not without appeal--- so I started to look through the piles of books.
“ You actually read all of these?”
“ This isn’t much,” Mr. Ballou said. “ This is nothing, just what I’ve kept, the ones worth looking at a second time.”
“ Pick for me, then.”
He raised his eyebrows, cocked his head, and regarded me as though measuring me for a suit. After a moment, he nodded, searched through a stack, and handed me a dark red hardbound book, fairly thick.
“ The Last of the Just,” I read. “ By Andre Schwarz-Bart. What’s it about?” “ You tell me,” he said. “ Next week.”
I started after supper, sitting outdoors on an uncomfortable kitchen chair. Within a few pages, the yard, the summer, disappeared, and I was plunged into the aching tragedy of the Holocaust, the extraordinary clash of good, represented by one decent man, and evil. Translated from French, the language was elegant, simple, impossible to resist. When the evening light finally failed I moved inside, read all through the night,
To this day, thirty years later, I vividly remember the experience. It was my first voluntary encounter with world literature, and I was stunned (震惊) by the concentrated power a novel could contain. I lacked the vocabulary, however, to translate my feelings into words, so the next week. When Mr. Ballou asked, “ Well?” I only replied, “ It was good?”
“ Keep it, then,” he said. “ Shall I suggest another?”
I nodded, and was presented with the paperback edition of Margaret Mead’s Coming of Age in Samoa ( a very important book on the study of the social and cultural development of peoples--- anthropology (人类学) ).
To make two long stories short, Mr. Ballou never paid me a cent for cutting his grass that year or the next, but for fifteen years I taught anthropology at Dartmouth College. Summer reading was not the innocent entertainment I had assumed it to be, not a light-hearted, instantly forgettable escape in a hammock (吊床) ( though I have since enjoyed many of those, too). A book, if it arrives before you at the right moment, in the proper season, at an internal in the daily business of things, will change the course of all that follows.
1..The author thought that Mr. Ballou was ______________.
A. rich but mean B. poor but polite
C. honest but forgettable D. strong but lazy
2.. Before his encounter with Mr. Ballou, the author used to read _____________.
A. anything and everything B. only what was given to him
C. only serious novels D. nothing in the summer
3.. The author found the first book Mr. Ballou gave him _____________.
A. light-heated and enjoyable B. dull but well written
C. impossible to put down D. difficult to understand
4.. From what he said to the author we can gather that Mr. Ballou _______________.
A. read all books twice B. did not do much reading
C. read more books than he kept D. preferred to read hardbound books
5.. The following year the author _______________.
A. started studying anthropology at college B. continued to cut Mr. Ballou’s lawn
C. spent most of his time lazing away in a hammock
D. had forgotten what he had read the summer before
6.. The author’s main point is that _____________.
A. summer jobs are really good for young people
B. you should insist on being paid before you do a job
C. a good book can change the direction of your life
D. a book is like a garden carried in the pocket.
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