1.Amy got up too late, so she _________ (失败) to catch the first bus.

2. My parrot’s blue-and-green _____(羽毛) look so beautiful in the sun.

3.. --- Do you think ______ (地理课) is very important like Chinese and maths?

--- Of course.

4. Which picture is your favorite? The ______ (五) one, I think.

5. Different people have different kinds of ________(能力).

6.Would you like one _____ (many) cake, please? No, thanks, I am full.

7. Fire can be _______ (danger), so we should be careful all the time.

8.There’ re at ______ (little) twenty students playing on the playground now.

9. When I walked past, I heard her _______(sing) in the next room .

10.. It says that an elephant ______(weight) about 4500 kilos. Do you believe that?

Sometimes I really wonder whether there is love between my parents. Every day they are very busy making money. They don’t act in the romantic ways that I read about in books or I see on TV. In their opinion, “I love you” is too much to say.
One day, my mother was sewing a quilt (缝被子). I quietly sat down beside her and   【小题1】  her.
“Mom, I have a question for you,” I said, breaking the   【小题2】.
“What?” she asked, still doing her work.
“Is there love between you and Dad?” I asked her in a very   【小题3】  voice.
She stopped her work and raised her head with surprise in her eyes. But then she bowed her head and continued to sew the quilt. I was very   【小题4】  then because I thought I had hurt her.
It seemed like a very long time before my mother started to speak again. “Susan,” she said thoughtfully, “look at this thread (线). Sometimes it   【小题5】 , but most of it disappears (消失) in the quilt. The thread makes the quilt strong and durable. If life is a quilt, then love should be a thread. It can   【小题6】  be seen anywhere or anytime, but it’s really there. Love is inside (在里面).”
I listened carefully but I didn’t understand   【小题7】  the next spring. My father had a stroke (中风) and   【小题8】  walk by himself anymore. After that, my mother   【小题9】  my father walk outside every  day. Along the country road, there were many beautiful flowers and trees. The sun gently glistened through leaves. They two, hand in hand, walked slowly. To me, that was   【小题10】 picture in the world — that’s a picture of love.
They still don’t say “I love you” to each other. But I know they have deep love for each other. I used to think love meant flowers and sweet kisses. But actually, love is just a thread in the quilt.

During my second year of middle school, our teacher gave us a test. I studied hard and   __46  well in all the subjects, so the questions were not difficult for me.  47  I stopped when I read the last one：“What is the   48  of the woman that cleans the school?”
Of course this was a joke. I saw the cleaning woman every day. She was short and about 60 years old. She had dark hair. But   49  would I know her name? I had never talked    __50 her before. In fact, I had never even thought about talking to her. I started to feel rather guilty(惭愧的).Finally, I   51  my paper, without finishing the last question.
Before the class ended, one student asked, “Will be last question count(计入) toward   __52  grade?” “Of course,” the teacher said, “In your life, you will meet many people. All are important. They deserve(值得) your attention and care, even if you just   53  and say hello to them.”
I’ve never forgotten that   54 _. I should get to know all of the people who work and live around me. That was, perhaps, the most   55  lesson of my life. Later, I learned that the cleaning woman’s name was Dorothy.

“It’s 8:15 on a Sunday morning,” said the officer, Tidwell, “and this sort of thing seems an unlikely adventure(冒险) at such a time. Would you mind explaining?”

   The man was astonished(吃惊的) at the voice from behind. He turned about and said, “I know what you’re thinking, officer, but it isn’t true. It’s a very funny mistake.”

   “I think you’ve just left this house in a manner rather than the usual one. That may be quite all right, but I’d like to make sure.” Tidwell took out his notebook and a pen. “Name, address and occupation and then, please tell me your story.”

    “Charlie Crane, lorry(卡车) driver, from Nottingham, 51 Brecon Street. My story?”

    “Yes, What were you doing like a fly on that wall, Mr. Crane?”

    “Well, I had a breakdown yesterday and had to stay the night here. The landlady’s name is Mrs. Fern. She gave me breakfast at seven, and I was out of here in the right way and down at the lorry park by half past seven. It was only when I felt around for a cigarette that I realized I’d left $80 under the pillow(枕头) here. It’s a habit I’ve got into. I even do it almost every day.”

    “I see. Why didn’t you miss it when you meant to pay Mrs.? What’s her name?”

    “I paid her last night. You’ve got to pay when you take the room, see? So I came rushing back, but it’s Sunday, and she’d gone back to bed. I rang the bell and banged on the front door for ten minutes before I came round here. Up I went this pipe(管子) and the money was still there. You know the rest, and I hope you believe it because….”

   “Mr. Crane, whatever are you doing here? I thought you’d gone an hour ago.” It was Mrs. Fern.

1. What did Tidwell see?

A. He saw a man going to a park in a hurry 

B. He saw a man bringing a pipe out, through a window.

C. He saw a man leaving a house         

D. He saw a man trying to go up a pipe

2.When Mr. Crane was at home, he         .

A. kept his cigarettes under his pillow at night  

B. always carried his money about him at night

C. tried to give up the habit of smoking       

D. put his money under his pillow at night

3.What do you think happened in the end?

A. Mrs. Fern found the $80 in the house     

B. Tidwell took Mr. Crane to the police station

C. Mrs. Fern said sorry to Mr. Crane        

D. Mr. Crane was let go

When my first wartime Christmas came, I was in basic training in New Jersey and not sure if I could make it home for the holidays. Only on the afternoon of December 23 was the list of men who would have three-day passes (通行证) posted. I was one of the lucky soldiers.
It was Christmas Eve when I arrived, and a light snow had fallen. Mother opened the front door. I could see beyond her, into the corner of the living room where the tree had always stood. There were lights, all colors, and ornaments (装饰物) shining against the green of a pine.
“Where did it come from？” I asked.
“I asked the Gates boy to cut it,” my mother said. “I wouldn’t have had one just for myself, but when you called--- oh, such a rush! He just brought it in this afternoon…”
The pine reached to the proper height, almost to the ceiling, and the Tree Top Krystal Star was in its place. A few green branches reached about a little awkwardly (难看地) at the side, I thought, and there was a bit of bare trunk showing in the middle. But the tree filled the room with warm light and the whole house with pleasant smell of Christmas.
“It’s not like the ones you used to find,” my mother went on. “Yours were always in good shape. I suppose the Gates boy didn’t know where to look. But I couldn’t be picky.”
“Don’t worry, ” I told her. “It’s perfect.”
It wasn’t, of course, but at the moment I realized something for the first time: all Christmas trees are perfect.
【小题1】When the writer got home, ________.