I passed all the other courses that I took at my university, but I could have never passed botany. This was because all botany students had to spend several hours a week in a laboratory looking through a microscope at plant cells, and I could never once see a cell through a microscope. This used to make my professor angry. He would wander around the laboratory pleased with the progress all the students were making in drawing the structure of flower cells, until he came to me. I would just be standing there. “I can’t see anything,”I would say. He would begin patiently enough, explaining how anybody can see through a microscope, but he would always end up angrily, claiming that I could too see through a microscope but just pretended that I couldn’t. “It takes away from the beauty of flowers anyway.”I used to tell him.“We are not concerned with beauty in this course,”he would say.“We are concerned with the structure of flowers.” “Well,” I’d say.“I can’t see anything.” “Try it just once again,” he’d say, and I would put my eye to the microscope and see nothing at all, except now and again something unclear and milky. “You were supposed to see a clear, moving plant cells shaped like clocks.” “I see what looks like a lot of milk.” I would tell him. This, he claimed, was the result of my not having adjusted the microscope properly, so he would readjust it for me, or rather, for himself. And I would look again and see milk.
I failed to pass botany that year, and had to wait a year and try again, or I couldn’t graduate. The next term the same professor was eager to explain cell-structure again to his classes. “Well,”he said to me, happily, “we’re going to see cells this time, aren’t we?” “Yes,sir,” I said. Students to the right of me and to the left of me and in front of me were seeing cells; what’s more, they were . Of course, I didn’t see anything.
So the professor and I tried with every adjustment of the microscope known to man. With only once did I see anything but blackness or the familiar milk, and that time I saw, to my pleasure and amazement, something like stars. These I hurriedly drew. The professor, noting my activity, came to me, a smile on his lips and his eyebrows high in hope. He looked at my cell drawing. “What’s that?”he asked.“That’s what I saw,”I said.“You didn’t, you didn’t, you didn’t!”he screamed, losing control of himself immediately, and he bent over and looked into the microscope. He raised his head suddenly. “That’s your eye!”he shouted.“You’ve adjusted the microscope so that it reflects!You’re drawn your eye!”
【小题1】Why couldn’t the writer see the flower cells through the microscope?     .

A．Because he had poor eyesight

B．Because the microscope didn’t work properly

C．Because he was not able to adjust the microscope properly

D．Because he was just playing jokes on his professor by pretending not to have seen it

【小题2】What does the writer mean by “his eyebrows high in hope”in the last paragraph?

A．His professor expected him to have seen the cells and drawn the picture of them

B．His professor hoped he could perform his task with attention

C．His professor wished him to learn how to draw pictures

D．His professor looked forward to seeing all his students finish their drawings

【小题3】What is the thing like stars that the writer saw in the last paragraph?

A．Real stars	B．His own eye
C．Something unknown	D．Milk

【小题4】In what writing style did the writer write the passage?

A．Realistic

B．Romantic

C．Serious

D．Humorous

 根据对话内容，从对话后的选项中选出能填入空白处的最佳选项。选项中有两项为多余选项。

----- Can you help me?

----- Sure, what’s the problem?

----- ____81___.

----- Well, how about San Francisco? We went there last year and had a great time.

-----82  

-----Well, there is Golden Gate Bridge of course, and Golden Gate Park. It’s a really big park. You can go for long walks or take a rest in the Japanese Tea Garden. It’s beautiful there.

-----83

-----  There is also a place called Fisherman’s Wharf. That’s really popular with tourists. There are lots of shops, cafes and restaurants. And from there you can go on a boat trip to Alcatraz. You know, it’s a small but very beautiful island.

-----84  

----- No, you can’t stay on the island; there aren’t any hotels. You can only go for the day. I think I’ve still got a book about San Francisco. I can lend it to you.

-----85  

What can you do there?

Oh, great! What a great place to stay in!

What an idea! What is the best time to go there?

I can’t decide where to go for the holiday-----any ideas?

Thanks a lot. San Francisco, here I come!  

Hmm, that sounds good.

How can I go there?

--- Is there ______ I can do for you?

   --- A pair of shoes, please.  

 A.Anything                 B. Something              C. All                     D. That

 

Is there a shop around there I can get a packet of cigarettes?