About one year ago, a couple with three children moved into the apartment next door to me. I never heard any noise form the children, but I often heard the parents      shouting at the kids, not in a nice tone, but in a (n)      one.

We often      in the hallway. I always greeted them,      the only answer I ever got was a “hello” from the eight-year-old girl. I usually      to see my doctor and one day when I returned they were just      their apartment and the little girl was      the outside door open for the others. I      in the car doing      things because I wasn’t eager to be snubbed (冷落) again. Finally I got out of my car and walked towards the door. The parents were telling her to      to get into the car, but the little girl was still holding the door,      me! I hurried although I was still in pain from my injury.

I forgot to tell her how      I was for her kindness. I wrote a note saying how much her act of kindness had      an old man’s heart.

The next day there was a (n)      on my door and it was the little girl and her father. She was quite      of her behavior and thanked me. Then I noticed her mother was there, too. Her parents      me, too.

Now when we meet in the hall way we always greet each other, in a friendly      .

Last night there was a heavy snow. I looked out at my car and      how I was going to keep my doctor’s      because I could only walk for a short time. This morning when I opened the front door, all the snow was removed.

Isn’t it      that the small kind act of an 8-year-old girl can change so many things for the better? It is said that good tings come from small acts.

1.A. quietly            B. strangely            C. quickly             D. angrily

2.A. frightening          B. exciting             C. sincere            D. kind

3.A. quarreled      B. met                C. chatted             D. argued

4.A. when     B. so                  C. but                D. or

5.A. went out          B. set out         C. took out       D. gave out

6.A. decorating B. cleaning            C. returning     D. leaving

7.A. breaking        B. operating           C. holding            D. unlocking

8.A. kept           B. remained            C. insisted            D. left

9.A. favorite          B. important          C. unnecessary        D. curious

10.A. hurry            B. drive             C. stay           D. greet

11.A. hunting for       B. asking for        C. waiting for            D. calling for

12.A. beneficial         B. influential         C. anxious            D. grateful

13.A. strengthened   B. broken       C. touched          D. saved

14.A. note             B. knock            C. invitation      D. picture

15.A. proud           B. aware            C. afraid                 D. sure

16.A. understood      B. recognized    C. praised         D. thanked

17.A. manner        B. appearance       C. statement             D. announcement

18.A. found           B. doubted             C. remembered       D. wondered

19.A. advice          B. appointment  C. suggestion       D. attention

20.A. amazing       B. confusing           C. disappointing   D. challenging

 

— Jack, this is the third time that you have been late this week.

— Sorry, sir, but I was ______ for 15 minutes on the way here in the traffic jam.

A．held up           B．put up            C．taken up          D．given up

 

Every night, my mother would come to my room, lean down and push my long hair out of the way, then kiss my forehead．

I don't remember when it first started     me --her hands pushing my hair that way. But it did make me annoyed, for they felt work - worn and     against my young skin．Finally, one night, I shouted at her: “Don' t do that any more --your       are too rough！” She didn’t say anything in    ．But never again did my mother close out my day with that     expression of her love．

Time after time, with the     years, my thoughts returned to that night．I'm not a little girl any more．Mom is in her mid - seventies, and those hands I     thought to be so rough are still doing things for me and my         

Now, my own children are   . Mom no longer has Dad. It was late on that Thanksgiving Eve, as I went to sleep in the bedroom of my youth, a familiar hand     before stealing across my face to brush the     from my forehead. Then a kiss, ever so      touched my brow．In my    , thousands of times, I     the night my young voice complained.     Mom's hand in my hand, I said how     I was for that night. I thought she'd remember, as I did,     Mom didn't know what I was talking about. She had forgotten — and      —long ago.

That night, I fell asleep with a new     for my gentle mother and her caring hands. And the     I had carried around for so long was nowhere to be found．

1.A. surprising            B. hurting           C. annoying                 D. amazing

2.A. rough              B. gentle                   C. smooth                 D. strong

3.A. noises             B. words                    C. feelings                D. hands

4.A. anger               B. silence                  C. reply                     D. fear

5.A. healthy             B. familiar               C. popular                D. perfect

6.A. coming             B. remaining    C. following     D. passing

7.A. often                 B. even             C. never                 D. once

8.A. family                 B. neighbor             C. husband              D. home

9.A. developed      B. grown                    C. moved               D. forgotten

10.A. imagined                  B. hesitated              C. regretted            D. trembled

11.A. hair                           B. tears                     C. dirt           D. kisses

12.A. quickly                     B. roughly                 C. gently                    D. slowly

13.A. memory         B. opinion                 C. history                  D. diary

14.A. chanced                  B. missed                   C. hated                     D. recalled

15.A. Beating                    B. Picking                  C. Catching                D. Stopping

16.A. happy             B. sorry            C. annoyed     D. amused

17.A. and                           B. while                      C. because                D. but

18.A. remembered          B. faded                       C. forgiven             D. apologized

19.A. hope               B. appreciation        C. thought              D. approval

20.A. guilt                 B. pride            C. sorrow                D. Failure

 

Night after night，she came to tuck me in，even long after my childhood years．Following her longstanding custom，she'd lean down and push my long．hair out of the way，then kiss my fore—head．

I don't remember when it first started annoying me—her hands pushing my hair that way． But it did annoy me，for they felt work—worn and mush against my young skin．Finally，one night，I shouted out at her，"Don't do that any more--your hands are too rough!" She didn't say anything in reply．But never again did my mother close out my day with that familiar expression of her love．

Time after time，with the passing years，my thoughts returned to that night．By then I missed my mother's hands．missed her goodnight kiss on my forehead．Sometimes the incident seemed very close，sometimes far away．But always it lurked，in the back of my mind．

Well，the years have passed，and I'm not a little girl anymore．Mom is in her mid—seventies．and those hands I once thought to be so rough are still doing things for me and my family．She's been our doctor，reaching into a medicine cabinet(医药箱)for the remedy(药物)to calm a young girl's stomach or soothe(安慰)the boy's scraped knee．She cooks the best fried chicken in the world…gets stains out of blue cans, like I never could…

Now, my own children are grown and gone．Mom no longer has Dad，and on special occasions．I find myself drawn next door to spend the night with her．So it was late on Thanksgiving Eve, as I slept in the bedroom of my youth, a familiar hand hesitantly run across, my face to brush the hair from my forehead．Then a kiss，ever so gently，touched my brow(额头)．

In my memory，for the thousandth time，I recalled the night my young voice complained，"Don't do that any more--your hands are too rough!" Catching Mom's hand in hand，I blurted (冲口说出)out how sorry I was for that night．I thought she'd remember ，as I did．But Mom didn't know what I Was talking about．She had forgotten--and forgiven—long ago．

That night, I fell asleep with a new appreciation for my gentle mother and her carrying hands. And the guilt that I had carried around for so long was nowhere to be found．

What would be the best title for the text?

A．Mother's Hands          B．Appreciation for Mother．

C．My Childhood Years．    D．My Unselfish Mother．

The author began to get annoyed because      .

A．her mother's hands were really old and tough

B．she thought she didn't need her mother's care

C．she didn't like her mother any more

D．her mother stayed in her room too long

What do we know about the author?

A．With time passing, she began to understand her mother．

B．She was an only child in the family．

C．She never forgave herself．

D．Her mother was a doctor．

By saying "Then a kiss，ever so gently，touched my brow．"，the author means that________

A．children need Mother's kissing        B．mothers kiss their children gently

C．mothers love their children forever    D．children depend on their mothers

It can be inferred from the text that _____________

A．the author began to spend nights with her mother

B．her mother  never kissed  author again

C．her mother forgave her at last

D．the author felt guilty of what she did to her mother

Night after night，she came to tuck me in，even long after my childhood years．Following her longstanding custom，she'd lean down and push my long hair out of the way，then kiss my forehead．

I don't remember when it first started annoying me—her hands pushing my hair that way． But it did annoy me，for they felt work—worn and mush against my young skin．Finally，one night，I shouted out at her，"Don't do that anymore--your hands are too rough!" She didn't say anything in reply．But never again did my mother close out my day with that familiar expression of her love．

Time after time，with the passing years，my thoughts returned to that night．By then I missed my mother's hands，missed her goodnight kiss on my forehead．Sometimes the incident seemed very close，sometimes far away．But always it lurked，in the back of my mind．

Well，the years have passed，and I'm not a little girl anymore．Mom is in her mid—seven—ties．and those hands I once thought to be so rough are still doing things for me and my family．She's been our doctor，reaching into a medicine cabinet(医药箱)for the remedy(药物)to calm a young girl's stomach or soothe(安慰)the boy's scraped knee．She cooks the best fried chicken in the world…gets stains out of blue cans, like I never could…

Now, my own children are grown and gone．Mom no longer has Dad，and on special occasions．I find myself drawn next door to spend the night with her．So it was late on Thanksgiving Eve, as I slept in the bedroom of my youth, a familiar hand hesitantly run across, my face to brush the hair from my forehead．Then a kiss，ever so gently，touched my brow(额头)．

In my memory，for the thousandth，time，I recalled the night my young voice complained，"Don't do that anymore--your hands are too rough!" Catching Mom's hand in hand，I blurted (冲口说出)out how sorry I was for that night．I thought she'd remember ，as I did．But Mom didn't know what I Was talking about．She had forgotten--and forgiven—long ago．

That night, I fell asleep with a new appreciation for my gentle mother and her carrying hands. And the guilt that I had carried around for so long was nowhere to be found．

1．What would be the best title for the text ?

A．Mother's Hands        B．Appreciation for Mother．

C．My Childhood Years．  D．My Unselfish Mother．

2. The author began to get annoyed because—

A．her mother's hands were really old and tough

B．she thought she didn't need her mother's care

C．she didn't like her mother any more

D．her mother stayed in her room too long

3. What do we know about the author?

A. With time passing, she began to understand her mother．

B．She was an only child in the family．

C．She never forgave herself．

D．Her mother was a doctor．

4．By saying "Then a kiss，ever so gently，touched my brow．"，the author means

that________

A．children need Mother's kissing     B．mothers kiss their children gently

C．mothers love their children forever  D．children depend on their mothers

5．It can be inferred from the text that _____________

A．the author began to spend nights with her mother

B．her mother  never kissed  author again

C．her mother forgave her at last

D．the author felt guilty of what she did to her mother