For eighty four days old Santiago had not caught a single fish. At first a young boy, Manolin, had shared his bad fortune, but after the fortieth luckless day the boy’s father told his son to go in another boat. From that time on, Santiago worked alone. The boy loved the old fisherman and  always helped him with money and food. Usually, they would talk about the fish they had taken in luckier times or about American baseball after supper, while at night, alone in his cottage, Santiago dreamed of lions on the beaches of Africa, where he had gone years before. He no longer dreamed of his dead wife.
On the eighty-fifth day, Santiago set off to fish before dawn. Two of his baits(饵) were fresh tunas(金枪鱼) the boy had given him, as well as sardines(沙丁鱼) to cover his hooks. Then he set his lines which went straight down into deep dark water.
As the sun rose he saw other boats in toward shore. A bird showed him where dolphin were chasing some flying fish. This time Santiago saw tuna jumping in the sunlight. A small one took the hook on his line. Pulling the fish aboard, the old man thought it a good fortune.
Toward noon a marlin, a common fish in the sea, started eating the bait which was one hundred meters down. Gently the old man played the fish, a big one, as he knew from the weight on the line. At last he struck to settle the hook. The fish did not come out of the surface. Instead, it began to pull the boat to the northwest. The old man followed it. Although he was alone and no longer strong, he had his skill and knew many tricks. He waited patiently for the fish to be tired .
It was cold after the sunset. When something took one of his remaining baits, he cut the line with his knife. Once the marlin leaned suddenly, pulling Santiago forward on his face and cutting his cheek. By dawn his left hand was cramped(抽筋的). The fish had headed northward; there was no land in sight. Hungry, he cut pieces from the tuna and chewed them slowly.
That morning the fish jumped. Seeing it, Santiago knew he had hooked the biggest marlin he had ever seen. Then the fish went down and turned toward the east. Santiago drank a little water from the bottle during the hot afternoon.
Close to nightfall a dolphin took the small hook he had rebaited. He lifted it aboard, careful. After he had rested, he cut meat from the dolphin and kept also the two flying fish he found in its stomach. That night he slept. He awoke to feel the line running through his fingers as the fish jumped. Feeding line slowly, he tried to tire the marlin. After the fish slowed its run, he washed his cut hands in sea water and ate one of the flying fish. At sunrise the marlin began to circle. Faint, he worked to bring the big fish nearer with each turn. Almost exhausted, he finally drew his big fish alongside and drove in the harpoon(鱼叉). The fish was two feet longer than the boat. No fish like it had ever been seen in Havana harbor.
An hour later, he sighted the first shark, a fierce Mako, and it came in fast to chase after the dead marlin. The old man struck the shark with his harpoon. The Mako rolled and sank, carrying the harpoon with it and leaving the marlin bloody. He knew the smell would spread. Watching, he saw two sharks closing in. He struck at one with his knife and watched it sliding down into deep water. The other he killed while it tore at the flesh of the marlin. When the third appeared, he thrust(刺) it with the knife. The other sharks came at sunset. At first he tried to beat them with the tiller(舵柄) from the boat, but his hands were bleeding and there were too many in the sea. In the darkness, as he steered toward the harbor of Havana, he heard them hitting the boat again and again. But the old man thought only of his steering and his great tiredness. He had gone out too far and the sharks had beaten him. He knew they would leave him nothing but the stripped skeleton of the big marlin.
All lights were out when he sailed into the little harbor and beached his boat. He could just make out the white backbone and the upstanding tail of the fish. Once he fell under their weight and lay patiently until he could gather his strength to go on. In his cottage he fell on his bed and went to sleep.
【小题1】The above story is adapted from __________.

For eighty four days old Santiago had not caught a single fish. At first a young boy, Manolin, had shared his bad fortune, but after the fortieth luckless day the boy’s father told his son to go in another boat. From that time on, Santiago worked alone. The boy loved the old fisherman and  always helped him with money and food. Usually, they would talk about the fish they had taken in luckier times or about American baseball after supper, while at night, alone in his cottage, Santiago dreamed of lions on the beaches of Africa, where he had gone years before. He no longer dreamed of his dead wife.
On the eighty-fifth day, Santiago set off to fish before dawn. Two of his baits(饵) were fresh tunas(金枪鱼) the boy had given him, as well as sardines(沙丁鱼) to cover his hooks. Then he set his lines which went straight down into deep dark water.
As the sun rose he saw other boats in toward shore. A bird showed him where dolphin were chasing some flying fish. This time Santiago saw tuna jumping in the sunlight. A small one took the hook on his line. Pulling the fish aboard, the old man thought it a good fortune.
Toward noon a marlin, a common fish in the sea, started eating the bait which was one hundred meters down. Gently the old man played the fish, a big one, as he knew from the weight on the line. At last he struck to settle the hook. The fish did not come out of the surface. Instead, it began to pull the boat to the northwest. The old man followed it. Although he was alone and no longer strong, he had his skill and knew many tricks. He waited patiently for the fish to be tired .
It was cold after the sunset. When something took one of his remaining baits, he cut the line with his knife. Once the marlin leaned suddenly, pulling Santiago forward on his face and cutting his cheek. By dawn his left hand was cramped(抽筋的). The fish had headed northward; there was no land in sight. Hungry, he cut pieces from the tuna and chewed them slowly.
That morning the fish jumped. Seeing it, Santiago knew he had hooked the biggest marlin he had ever seen. Then the fish went down and turned toward the east. Santiago drank a little water from the bottle during the hot afternoon.
Close to nightfall a dolphin took the small hook he had rebaited. He lifted it aboard, careful. After he had rested, he cut meat from the dolphin and kept also the two flying fish he found in its stomach. That night he slept. He awoke to feel the line running through his fingers as the fish jumped. Feeding line slowly, he tried to tire the marlin. After the fish slowed its run, he washed his cut hands in sea water and ate one of the flying fish. At sunrise the marlin began to circle. Faint, he worked to bring the big fish nearer with each turn. Almost exhausted, he finally drew his big fish alongside and drove in the harpoon(鱼叉). The fish was two feet longer than the boat. No fish like it had ever been seen in Havana harbor.
An hour later, he sighted the first shark, a fierce Mako, and it came in fast to chase after the dead marlin. The old man struck the shark with his harpoon. The Mako rolled and sank, carrying the harpoon with it and leaving the marlin bloody. He knew the smell would spread. Watching, he saw two sharks closing in. He struck at one with his knife and watched it sliding down into deep water. The other he killed while it tore at the flesh of the marlin. When the third appeared, he thrust(刺) it with the knife. The other sharks came at sunset. At first he tried to beat them with the tiller(舵柄) from the boat, but his hands were bleeding and there were too many in the sea. In the darkness, as he steered toward the harbor of Havana, he heard them hitting the boat again and again. But the old man thought only of his steering and his great tiredness. He had gone out too far and the sharks had beaten him. He knew they would leave him nothing but the stripped skeleton of the big marlin.
All lights were out when he sailed into the little harbor and beached his boat. He could just make out the white backbone and the upstanding tail of the fish. Once he fell under their weight and lay patiently until he could gather his strength to go on. In his cottage he fell on his bed and went to sleep.

1. 1.

   The above story is adapted from __________.

   1. A.
      Treasure Island
   2. B.
      The Adventures Of Tom Sawyer
   3. C.
      The Old Man And The Sea
   4. D.
      The Son Of The Sea
2. 2.

   Why did the man feel that he could be lucky this time?

   1. A.
      Because a small tuna took the hook on his line.
   2. B.
      Because he dreamed about the American lions.
   3. C.
      Because he saw many flying fish were chased by the dolphins.
   4. D.
      Because a lot of sharks followed his boat.
3. 3.

   According to the text, which statement is NOT true about Manolin?

   1. A.
      The boy had mercy on Santiago.
   2. B.
      The boy often shared his stories with Santiago.
   3. C.
      The boy showed his great concerns to Santiago.
   4. D.
      The boy was Santiago’s adopted son.
4. 4.

   Why does Santiago let the marlin lead his boat instead of pulling the big fish up?

   1. A.
      He wanted to kill the marlin first before he pulled it up to the boat.
   2. B.
      He was too tired and hungry to pull the big fish up.
   3. C.
      His experience told him not to do so before the fish was tired out.
   4. D.
      He wanted to use the marlin as a bait to catch the sharks.
5. 5.

   Which sentence below can be used to best describe Santiago’s character?

   1. A.
      “He no longer dreamed of his dead wife.”(Para 1)
   2. B.
      “Although he was alone and no longer strong, he had his skill and knew many tricks.”(Para4)
   3. C.
      “Almost exhausted, he finally drew his big fish alongside and drove in the harpoon.”(Para7)
   4. D.
      “Once he fell under their weight and lay patiently until he could gather his strength to go on .”(Para 9)
6. 6.

   According to the text, what will be talked about in the next paragraph?

   1. A.
      the man’s action to realize his dream about the lions.
   2. B.
      people’s reflection when they saw the giant marlin outside.
   3. C.
      people’s discussion about how they ate the giant marlin.
   4. D.
      a funeral held by the boy and the local people after his death.

Behind our house is the start of a fascinating trail （小径）. This trail is one of the old roads that wind through untold miles of forest. My   1  , Beans, and I walk the trail frequently. Normally, Beans sniffs alongside the trail to follow the smell of a deer track or   2   some cause known only to him.

    Beans is a white dog, quite handsome and very   3 . He not only understands what we tell him, but also often makes sounds as if he were trying to  4   back.

    One morning, we took a different route, which led us to an unfamiliar trail. I was sure this trail would eventually lead us to our familiar   5  . But, no. We seemed to be far off course. After two hours, I suddenly realized that Beans probably   6   the way home. So I urged, "Beans, take me home." He ran down a new trail. But it merely led to an intersection （岔道口） of trails.

    Soon it became   7   that we were getting nowhere. I began to picture the rest of the day in the   8  , without food or drink. We had walked about ten miles. But Beans seemed totally   9 . The sniffing and exploring was going well for him.

    Finally, we   10   a crossroad near a highway. Lady Luck suggested I should turn left. We did and   11   reached a cottage beside a field．I knocked on the door and explained my situation to an old man. He laughed and then drove us home.

    Since our adventure, I   12   that Beans probably knew all along how to get home.

He was just having too much fan exploring new trails.

1. A．deer                 B．dog              C．lady              D．man

2. A．imagine               B．consider           C．explore            D．present

3. A．smart                 B．sweet             C．slow              D．shy

4. A．turn                  B．kick               C．jump              D．speak

5. A．driveway             B．path             C．crossroad          D．highway

6. A．knew                B．saw             C．showed            D．made

7. A．mysterious            B．ridiculous          C．fascinating         D．apparent

8. A．house                B．forest            C．field               D．cottage

9. A．unconcerned          B．unconscious      C．undecided        D．uncomfortable

10. A．left for             B．went off           C．came to           D．drove toward

11. A．punctually            B．frequently          C．formally            D．shortly

12. A．regretted            B．remembered        C．concluded          D．confirmed

Behind our house is the start of a fascinating trail (小径). This trail is one of the old roads that wind through untold miles of forest. My   36  , Beans, and I walk the trail frequently. Normally, Beans sniffs alongside the trail to follow the smell of a deer track or   37   some cause known only to him.

      B eans is a white dog, quite handsome and very   38 . He not only understands what we tell him, but also often makes sounds as if he were trying to   39   back.

      One morning, we took a different route, which led us to an unfamiliar trail. I was sure this trail would eventually lead us to our familiar   40  . But, no. We seemed to be far off course. After two hours, I suddenly realized that Beans probably   41   the way home. So I urged, "Beans, take me home." He ran down a new trail. But it merely led to an intersection (岔道口) of trails.

      Soon it became   42   that we were getting nowhere. I began to picture the rest of the day in the   43  , without food or drink. We had walked about ten miles. But Beans seemed totally   44 . The sniffing and exploring was going well for him.

     Finally, we   45   a crossroad near a highway. Lady Luck suggested I should turn left. We did and   46   reached a cottage beside a field. I knocked on the door and explained my situation to an old man. He laughed and then drove us home.

     Since our adventure, I   47   that Beans probably knew all along how to get home. He was just having too much fan exploring new trails.

36. A. deer                 B. dog                C. lady                D. man          

37. A. imagine              B. consider            C. explore             D. present      

38, A. smart                B. sweet                C. slow                D. shy           

39. A. turn                  B. kick                 C. jump               D. speak        

40. A. driveway             B. path               C. crossroad            D. highway    

41. A. knew                B. saw                C. showed              D. made       

42. A, mysterious            B. ridiculous           C. fascinating          D. apparent    

43. A. house               B. forest              C. field               D. cottage      

44. A. unconcerned          B. unconscious          C. undecided           D. uncomfortable

45. A. left for              B. went off            C. came to             D. drove toward

46. A. punctually            B. frequently           C. formally             D. shortly