We were flying to a meeting. I was in the middle 　 36 .I found that the young woman sitting next to me was very　 37 and deep in thought. Then I asked her where she was from, where she was going and 　38　 she did.

　 She was a student and had been attending 　39 in Poland-----the homeland of her father. Then she told me sadly that her father had 　 40　 . She had chosen to attend college in Poland 　41 her father’s wishes and their relationship had been 42　 .They hadn’t forgiven each other 43　 he died.

　　 She seemed so sad. I looked at her, trying to　 44　 some words to say. I asked her if she had forgiven 45 for not realizing her father’s dream. She answered that she couldn’t forgive herself and felt so 46 .Slowly, I began to tell her about forgiveness. I encouraged her to 47 that because I believed her father wanted that too. She should forgive herself 48 how awful she thought she had been.

　　 I told her about 49 I had done as a teenager for which I had felt guilty for many years. How I was 50 with the choice of forgiving myself or to 51 feeling guilty for the rest of my life. I had 52 to forgive myself . The light in her eyes went on. She began to understand that she was 53　 forgiven and could forgive herself. She could be 54 and happy.

　　 How about you? Is there anything in your 55 for which you feel guilty?

36. A. chair　　 B. room　　　　 C. seat　　　 D. class

37. A. mad　　　 B. sad　　　　 C. angry　　　 D. happy

38. A. when　　　 B. which　　　 C. how　　　　 D. what

39. A. meeting　 B. school　　　 C. university D. party

40. A. died　　　 B. come　　　　 C. returned　 D. left

41. A. for　　　 B. against　　 C. with　　　 D. on

42. A. bad　　　 B. good　　　　 C. worse　　　 D. better

43. A. since　　 B. after　　　 C. when　　　 D. while

44. A. find out　 B. look up　　 C. go over　　 D. think of

45. A. myself　　 B. yourself　　 C. himself　　 D. herself

46. A. unhappy　 B. guilty　　　 C. lonely　　 D. helpless

47. A. trust　　 B. understand　 C. realize　　 D. find

48. A. as though B. even though C. if only　　 D. no matter

49. A. anything　 B. nothing　　 C. something　 D. everything

50. A. faced　　 B. forced　　　 C. satisfied　 D. challenged

51. A. try　　　 B. continue　　 C. start　　　 D. consider

52. A. picked　　 B. elected　　 C. selected　 D. chosen

53. A. totally　 B. simply　　　 C. already　　 D. hardly

54. A. calm　　　 B. quiet　　　 C. free　　　 D. safe

55. A. house　　 B. life　 　　　C. family　　 D. work

It was eleven o'clock that night when Mr. Pontellier returned from his night out. He was in an excellent humor, in high spirits, and very talkative. His entrance awoke his wife, who was in bed and fast asleep when he came in. He talked to her while he undressed, telling her anecdotes and bits of news and gossip that he had gathered during the day. She was overcome with sleep, and answered him with little half utterances.

　　He thought it very discouraging that his wife, who was the sole object of his existence, showed so little interest in things which concerned him and valued so little his conversation.

　　Mr. Pontellier had forgotten the candies and peanuts that he had promised the boys. Still, he loved them very much and went into the room where they slept to take a look at them and make sure that they were resting comfortably. The result of his investigation was far from satisfactory. He turned and shifted the youngsters about in bed. One of them began to kick and talk about a basket full of crabs.

　　Mr. Pontellier returned to his wife with the information that Raoul had a high fever and needed looking after. Then he lit his cigar and went and sat near the open door to smoke it.

　　Mrs. Pontellier was quite sure Raoul had no fever. He had gone to bed perfectly well, she said, and nothing had made him sick. Mr. Pontellier was too well familiar with fever symptoms to be mistaken. He assured her the child was burning with fever at that moment in the next room.

　　He reproached his wife with her inattention, her habitual neglect of the children. If it was not a mother's place to look after children, whose on earth was it? He himself had his hands full with his business. He could not be in two places at once; making a living for his family on the street, and staying home to see that no harm done to them. He talked in a dull, repeated and insistent way.

　　Mrs. Pontellier sprang out of bed and went into the next room. She soon came back and sat on the edge of the bed, leaning her head down on the pillow. She said nothing, and refused to answer her husband when he questioned her. When his cigar was smoked out, he went to bed, and in half a minute was fast asleep.

　　Mrs. Pontellier was by that time thoroughly awake. She began to cry a little, and wiped her eyes on the sleeve of her nightdress. She went out on the porch, where she sat down and began to rock herself in the chair.

　　It was then past midnight. The cottages were all dark. There was no sound except the hooting of an old owl and the everlasting voice of the sea, which broke like a mournful lullaby (催眠曲) upon the night.

　　The tears came so fast to Mrs. Pontellier's eyes that the damp sleeve of her nightdress no longer served to dry them. She went on crying there, not caring any longer to dry her face, her eyes, her arms.

　　She could not have told why she was crying. Such experiences as had just happened were not uncommon in her married life. They seemed never before to have weighed much against the abundance (充足) of her husband's kindness and a uniform devotion which had come to be self-understood.

　　An indescribable oppression, which seemed to generate in some unfamiliar part of her consciousness, filled her whole being with vague pain. It was like a shadow, like a mist passing across her soul's summer day. It was strange and unfamiliar; it was a mood. She did not sit there inwardly scolding her husband, expressing sadness about Fate, which had directed her footsteps to the path which they had taken. She was just having a good cry all to herself.

　　The mosquitoes succeeded in driving away a mood which might have held her there in the darkness half a night longer.

　　The following morning Mr. Pontellier was up in good time to take the carriage which was to convey him to the ship. He was returning to the city to his business, and they would not see him again at the Island till the coming Saturday. He had regained his calmness, which seemed to have been somewhat weakened the night before. He was eager to be gone, as he looked forward to a lively week in the financial center.

1.Mr.Pontellier comes back home from his night out in a/an ______state of mind.

A. excited                   B. confused                                   C. depressed            D. disappointed

2. The writer would most likely describe Mr. Pontellier’s conduct during the evening as ______.

A. impatient and generous                                                  B. enthusiastic and responsible

C. concerned and gentle                        D. inconsiderate and self-centered

3.In paragraphs 8 to 13, Mrs. Pontellier’s reactions to her husband’s behavior suggest that ______.

A. she accepts unquestioningly her role of taking care of the children

B. this is one of the times she has acknowledged her unhappiness with her husband

C. her relationship with her husband is not what has made her depressed

D. she is angry about something that happened before her husband left

 

It was eleven o'clock that night when Mr. Pontellier returned from his night out. He was in an excellent humor, in high spirits, and very talkative. His entrance awoke his wife, who was in bed and fast asleep when he came in. He talked to her while he undressed, telling her anecdotes and bits of news and gossip that he had gathered during the day. She was overcome with sleep, and answered him with little half utterances.

　　He thought it very discouraging that his wife, who was the sole object of his existence, showed so little interest in things which concerned him and valued so little his conversation.

　　Mr. Pontellier had forgotten the candies and peanuts that he had promised the boys. Still, he loved them very much and went into the room where they slept to take a look at them and make sure that they were resting comfortably. The result of his investigation was far from satisfactory. He turned and shifted the youngsters about in bed. One of them began to kick and talk about a basket full of crabs.

　　Mr. Pontellier returned to his wife with the information that Raoul had a high fever and needed looking after. Then he lit his cigar and went and sat near the open door to smoke it.

　　Mrs. Pontellier was quite sure Raoul had no fever. He had gone to bed perfectly well, she said, and nothing had made him sick. Mr. Pontellier was too well familiar with fever symptoms to be mistaken. He assured her the child was burning with fever at that moment in the next room.

　　He reproached his wife with her inattention, her habitual neglect of the children. If it was not a mother's place to look after children, whose on earth was it? He himself had his hands full with his business. He could not be in two places at once; making a living for his family on the street, and staying home to see that no harm done to them. He talked in a dull, repeated and insistent way.

　　Mrs. Pontellier sprang out of bed and went into the next room. She soon came back and sat on the edge of the bed, leaning her head down on the pillow. She said nothing, and refused to answer her husband when he questioned her. When his cigar was smoked out, he went to bed, and in half a minute was fast asleep.

　　Mrs. Pontellier was by that time thoroughly awake. She began to cry a little, and wiped her eyes on the sleeve of her nightdress. She went out on the porch, where she sat down and began to rock herself in the chair.

　　It was then past midnight. The cottages were all dark. There was no sound except the hooting of an old owl and the everlasting voice of the sea, which broke like a mournful lullaby (催眠曲) upon the night.

　　The tears came so fast to Mrs. Pontellier's eyes that the damp sleeve of her nightdress no longer served to dry them. She went on crying there, not caring any longer to dry her face, her eyes, her arms.

　　She could not have told why she was crying. Such experiences as had just happened were not uncommon in her married life. They seemed never before to have weighed much against theabundance (充足) of her husband's kindness and a uniform devotion which had come to be self-understood.

　　An indescribable oppression, which seemed to generate in some unfamiliar part of her consciousness, filled her whole being with vague pain. It was like a shadow, like a mist passing across her soul's summer day. It was strange and unfamiliar; it was a mood. She did not sit there inwardly scolding her husband, expressing sadness about Fate, which had directed her footsteps to the path which they had taken. She was just having a good cry all to herself.

　　The mosquitoes succeeded in driving away a mood which might have held her there in the darkness half a night longer.

　　The following morning Mr. Pontellier was up in good time to take the carriage which was to convey him to the ship. He was returning to the city to his business, and they would not see him again at the Island till the coming Saturday. He had regained his calmness, which seemed to have been somewhatweakened the night before. He was eager to be gone, as he looked forward to a lively week in the financial center.

1.Mr.Pontellier comes back home from his night out in a/an ______state of mind.

A．excited           B．confused          C．depressed         D．disappointed

2. Mr. Pontellier criticizes his wife because ______.

A．she is not wholly devoted to her children

B．she does little housework but sleep

C．she knows nothing about fever symptoms

D．she fails to take her son to hospital

3.The writer would most likely describe Mr. Pontellier’s conduct during the evening as ______.

A．impatient and generous                  B．enthusiastic and responsible

C．concerned and gentle                    D．inconsiderate and self-centered

4.The underlined sentence suggests that Mr. Pontellier's complaints to his wife are ______.

A．hesitant and confused                    B．not as urgent as he claims

C．angry and uncertain                     D．too complex to make sense

5.In paragraphs 8 to 13, Mrs. Pontellier’s reactions to her husband’s behavior suggest that ______.

A．she accepts unquestioningly her role of taking care of the children

B．this is one of the first times she has acknowledged her unhappiness with her husband

C．her relationship with her husband is not what has made her depressed

D．she is angry about something that happened before her husband left

6.The passage shows Mr. Pontellier is happiest when he ______.

A．sits near the open door smoking a cigar and talking

B．makes up with his wife after a heated argument

C．has been away from home or is about to leave home

D．has given his children gifts of candies and peanuts

 

A young Scottish lady, like a lot of teens today, got tired of home. The daughter objected to her family’s 　1.　lifestyle and said, “I don’t want your God. I am leaving!” She left home. Before long, she was disappointed and unable to find a job, so she took to the streets to do everything she could to 　2.　. Many years passed by, her father died, her mother grew 　3.　, and the daughter became more and more stubborn in her way of life.

No  4. was made between mother and daughter during these years. The mother, having 　 heard of her daughter’s whereabouts, went to the poor part of the city in 　5.　of her daughter. She stopped at 　6.　of the rescue missions(收容所) with a simple speech. “Would you allow me to 　7.　this picture?” It was a picture of the smiling, gray-haired mother with a handwritten 　8.　at the bottom: “I love you still … come home!”

One day the daughter wandered into a rescue mission for a hot meal. She sat 　9.　listening to the service, all the while letting her 　10.　wander over to the bulletin board. There she saw the picture and thought, could that be my mother?

She couldn’t 　11.　until the service was over. She stood and went to look. It was her mother, and there were those words, “I love you still … come home!”　12.　she stood in front of the picture, she wept. It was too 　13.　to be true.

It was night, but she was so 　14.　by the message that she started walking home.　15.　the time she arrived it was early in the morning. She was afraid and 　16.　her way timidly. As she knocked, the door 　17.　open on its own. She thought someone must broken into the house. Concerned for her mother’s 　18.　, the young girl ran to the bedroom and shook her mother awake and said, “It’s me! It’s me! I’m home!”

The mother couldn’t believe her eyes. They fell into each other’s 　19.　. The daughter said, “I was so worried and thought someone had broken in.” The mother replied gently, “No, dear. From the day you left, that door has never been 　20.　.”

21.	A．modern B．religious C．awful D．simple

 

22.	A．earn money B．help others C．get free D．become famous

 

23.	A．lonelier B．slower C．angrier D．older

 

24.	A．contract B．contact C．link D．difference

 

25.	A．sight B．charge C．search D．need

 

26.	A．each B．both C．none D．every

 

27.	A．print out B．look at C．give off D．put up

 

28.	A．record B．advice C．message D．notice

 

29.	A．sensitively B．absent-mindedly C．devotedly D．carefully

 

30.	A．eyes B．hands C．thoughts D．imaginations

 

31.	A．help B．move C．wait D．listen

 

32.	A．After B．Since C．Until D．As

 

33.	A．lucky B．good C．happy D．certain

 

34.	A．astonished B．touched C．interested D．ashamed

 

35.	A．By B．At C．During D．Before

 

36.	A．had B．led C．made D．held

 

37.	A．seemed B．blew C．proved D．flew

 

38.	A．safety B．health C．danger D．life

 

39.	A．backs B．hearts C．shoulders D．arms

 

40.	A．pushed B．opened C．locked D．fixed

 

Dear editor,

　　One day last month after I received my salary, I went shopping with my little son. 1 in the crowded store, I had my wallet stolen. And my whole salary was 2 with it.

　　I was so angry that I almost lost 3 of myself. What 4 I do? We were not very rich. The money was really not a 5 sum 6 my family, it would affect our life greatly. How could I tell my wife?

　　I felt very sad and even 7 for losing the money when I got back home. To make 8 for my unforgivable mistake, I 9 all my strength to give our house a thorough cleaning and then prepared a wonderful meal and cooked a special dish my wife loved to please her.

　　When she came home, I 10 a smile to 11 her. She was surprised to see the neat house and delicious meat. We sat 12 the table and began to eat. I told my story 13 . She did not respond. It was as if she had not heard my words.

　　“I’ve lost my salary,”I murmured to her again.

　　“I 14 .”She did not shout at me as I bad expected. She did not lose her 15 . 16 I was afraid she was trying hard to 17 her anger.

　　A moment later, my wife was still silent and seemed to be 18 her favourite dish At last I could not help asking,“I’ve lost the money. Why not shout at me?”

　　She raised her eyes, looking at me and 19 ,“Oh, on the contrary, I’m thinking about 20 to comfort you. It’s the thief who is to blame.”

（1）A.Fortunately	B.Unfortunately	C.However	D.Surprisingly
（2）A.missing	B.away	C.lost	D.gone
（3）A.control	B.temper	C.interest	D.patience
（4）A.need	B.might	C.would	D.could
（5）A.large	B.little	C.small	D.tiny
（6）A.to	B.for	C.with	D.against
（7）A.worried	B.upset	C.guilty	D.ashamed
（8）A.up	B.into	C.clear	D.sure
（9）A.collected	B.gathered	C.carried	D.encouraged
（10）A.made	B.pretended	C.forced	D.gave
（11）A.meet	B.receive	C.greet	D.accepted
（12）A.by	B.at	C.on	D.near
（13）A.nervously	B.gladly	C.worriedly	D.calmly
（14）A.listen	B.comfort	C.think	D.see
（15）A.way	B.temper	C.interest	D.control
（16）A.And	B.But	C.So	D.Or
（17）A.hide	B.express	C.take	D.show
（18）A.having	B.enjoying	C.using	D.preparing
（19）A.said	B.saying	C.say	D.to say
（20）A.what	B.whether	C.why	D.how