I sat at my seat waiting for the school paper to be passed around. I waited anxiously, knowing that once I received it I would know how good a writer I really am.

When the paper arrived at my classroom, I nearly knocked down five of my classmates to get to the first paper. With a school paper in my hands, I returned to my seat. About a month earlier, I had handed in one of, what I believed to be, my best stories. I named it Symbol of Success. The head of the English Department at my school, Professor Cullen had said that she would include some reviews of students’ stories in the latest school paper. Professor Cullen was known for her rough criticism. Impressing her was very hard but I wanted to be the first to do so.

I sat at the edge of my seat as I read through the other story reviews. There wasn’t one story that got more than three stars .I became calm and wasn’t anxious to know my review. It was long after that I heard someone shout out “Five stars?! Seriously!” from behind me. I turned around and saw the shocked expression of Gene’s face, “Peter, your story got five stars!” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I turned my attention back to my story and saw the five stars at the end of the review that I had not read yet. I looked through the review written by Professor Cullen. She wrote that I had a gift for story writing.

I was proud that I achieved what I thought was impossible .For so long I believed I wasn’t as good as I thought I was and that my talent was not enough to cover up my lack of wring skills .But this review proved that I was truly a good writer and that there was a future ahead of me in the field of fiction writing. The review and the five stars meant the world of me. Those five stars became the symbol of my success.

1.How did the writer get the school paper?

A．His teacher gave it to him first

B．The publisher sent it to him first

C．His friend helped him get the first one.

D．He rushed ahead to get the first one by himself.

2.What can we learn about Professor Cullen?

A．She was very gentle to everyone.           B．She seldom praised her students.

C．She was very cold to her students.          D．She was respected by her students.

3.We can learn from this text that Peter_______.

A．had thought his story was better than those of others

B．was always anxious to know the review about him

C．didn’t know he got five stars until others told him

D．looked through a few stories that had got four stars

4.What did Professor Cullen think of Peter’s story?

A．She thought highly of it .

B．She thought it was just so-so.

C．She thought it was extremely bad

D．She doubted if it was written by him.

5.Why did the review and the five stars mean the world to Peter?

A．Because they helped him learn writing skills

B．Because they made him happy for some time

C．Because they helped him enter a key university

D．Because they made him see his writing talents

第三部分：阅读理解供15小题：每小题2分，满分30分)

阅读下列短文，从每题所给的四个选项A、B、C和D中，选出最佳选项，并在答题

卡上将该项涂黑。

I was sure that I was to be killed. I became terribly nervous. I searched in my pockets to see if there were any cigarettes, which had escaped their search. I found one and because of my shaking hands, I could barely get it to my lips. But I had no matches, they had taken those. I looked through the bars at my jailer. He did not make eye contact with me. I called out to him, “Have you got a light?” He looked at me, shrugged and came over to light my cigarette. As he came close and lit the match, his eyes inadvertently(不经意地) locked with mine. At that moment, I smiled. I don’t know why I did that. Perhaps it was nervousness, perhaps it was because, when you get very close, one to another, it is very hard not to smile. In any case, I smiled. In that instant, it was as though a spark jumped across the gap between our two hearts, our two human souls. I know he didn’t want to, but my smile leaped through the bars and generated a smile on his lips, too. He lit my cigarette but stayed near, looking at me directly in the eyes and continuing to smile.

I kept smiling at him, now aware of him as a person and not just a jailer. And his looking at me seemed to have a new dimension too. “Do you have kids?” he asked. “Yes, here, here.” I took out my wallet and nervously fumbled for the pictures of my family. He, too, took out the pictures of his family and began to talk about his plans and hopes for them. My eyes filled with tears. I said that I feared that I’d never see my family again, never have the chance to see them grow up. Tears came to his eyes, too. Suddenly, without another word, he unlocked my cell and silently led me out. Out of the jail, quietly and by back routes, out of the toxin. There, at the edge of town, he released me. And without another word, he turned back toward the town.

“My life was saved by a smile.” Yes, the smile -- the unaffected, unplanned, natural connection between people. I really believe that if that part of you and that part of me could recognize each other, we wouldn’t be enemies. We couldn’t have hate or envy or fear!

1. Why did the author smiled to the jailer first?

A. Because he wanted to make friends with the jailer.

B. Because he wanted to give a good impression on the jailer.

C. Because he wanted to share the cigarette with the jailer.

D. The reason was unknown to him and us.

2. Which of the following is the fight order according to the story?

a. I was set free at the edge of town.

b. I wanted to borrow a light from the jailer.

c. I was arrested and quite frightened.

d. I took out the pictures of my family.

e. The jailer took out the pictures of his family.

A. c, b, e, d, a     B. b, c, d, a, e            C. c, b, d, e, a            D. c, d, e, b, a

3. It can be inferred from the passage that ____________.

A. Before the author was released, he had stayed there for a long time.

B. Both of the author and the jailer loved their families very much.

C. The author had no chance to see his family again.

D. The jailer was punished by his leader at last.

4. What is the best title of the passage?

A. The use of smile                       B. Life in the jail.

C. The smile                                          D. Love is everywhere.

While I was on a trip to Papua New Guinea to take underwater photographs, I asked a local dive guide to help me find a pygmy sea horse(侏儒海马). I wanted to take a picture of it. These sea horses can be red or yellow-and-orange. The red pygmy sea horse lives on only one type of coral, a red sea fan that grows at depths below ninety feet.

This depth made the job even tougher. As the pressure on my body increased, I had to breathe harder, which used my air supply faster. So the deeper I dived, the shorter my time underwater.

I had a lot to do. First, I had to find the pygmy sea horse’s special type of fan .Then I had to look over the whole fan with my magnifying glass(放大镜) to see if a sea horse lived on it. If not, I had to find another fan—all the while keeping an eye on my oxygen supply. The second fan rewarded me with a find. The dive guide held the magnifying glass so I could have my first look at the tiny fish.

My next challenge was to focus my camera on such a small subject. The dive guide pointed at the tiny creature. I looked through the viewfinder(取景物) on my large underwater camera housing(相架), found the guide’s finger, and followed it to the sea horse.

It was hard to hold ourselves steady because both of us were floating in mid-water, but our system worked. I could hardly contain my excitement as I focused on the eyes of the cutest sea horse imaginable.

1.What do we learn about the red pygmy sea horse?

A．It lives on red sea fans only.                B．It swims very quickly.

C．It lives nine feet deep.                    D．It usually floats in mid-water.

2.From Paragraph 3 we learn        .

A．how the author swam under water          B．how the author found a sea horse

C．why the author dived with a guide           D．why the author used a magnifying glass

3.While the author was taking pictures of the sea horse,        .

A．she felt extremely nervous                B．her camera didn’t work well

C．the guide helped focus the camera          D．the sea horse was swimming away

4.Why did the author write the passage?

A．To study the natural habitat of sea animals.

B．To explain why sea horses are endangered.

C．To tell us how to be an underwater photographer.

D．To show us how she took pictures of a sea horse.

第二节：完形填空（共20小题；每小题1分，满分20分）
请认真阅读下面短文，从短文后各题所给的A、B、C、D四个选项中选出最佳选项，并在答题卡上将该项涂黑。
I was captured by the enemy and thrown into a jail cell. I was sure from their looks and 36 treatment that I was to be killed the next day. Terribly nervous and worried, I felt in my pockets to see if there were any cigarettes, which had 37  jailers' search. Surprisingly, I found one. But because of my shaking hands, I could 38 get it to my lips. After several attempts, I finally succeeded, but almost immediately 39  that I had no matches. They had taken those away from me.
I looked through the bars at my jailer. He did not make eye contact with me. 40 one did not care to see a dying man. I 41 out to him, "Have you got a light?" He looked at me, shrugged and came 42  to light my cigarette.
43 he came close and lit the match, his eyes unintentionally 44  mine. At that moment, I smiled. I don't know why I did that. Perhaps it was 45 ， perhaps it was because, when you get very close, one to another, it is very  46   not to do that. In that instant, it was as if a spark(火花)jumped across the  47  between our two hearts, our two human souls. I know he didn't want to, but my smile leaped through the bars and  48  a smile to his lips, too. He lit my cigarette but stayed near, looking at me directly in the eyes and continuing to smile. I kept smiling at him, now  49  of him as a person and not just a jailer.
"Do you have kids?" he asked. "Yes, here, here." I 50  searched for the picture of my family in my wallet. He, too, took out his family's and began to talk about his plans and hopes for them. My eyes were filled with  51 . I said that I feared that I'd never see my kids again, never have the chance to see them  52  up. With my words, his eyes turned wet, too. Suddenly, he    53  my cell and silently led me out. Out of the jail, quietly and by back routes, out of the town. There, at the 54 of town, he released me. And without another word, he turned back toward the town.
My life was saved by a smile.
Yes, the smile, the unaffected, unplanned, 55  connection between the souls of people, actually saved my life.
36.A. rough           B. special              C. equal             D. generous
37.A. prevented       B. escaped         C. lost                D. abandoned
38.A. directly         B. easily        C. quickly             D. barely
39.A. realized         B. thought         C. recognized         D. believed
40.A. All in all             B. Above all      C. First of all         D. After all
41.A. called           B. left            C. walked              D. made
42.A. over             B. in                  C. out                D. by
43.A. Until            B. Although       C. Since             D. As
44.A. avoided         B. touched         C. moved              D. opened
45.A. nervousness     B. disappointment  C. encouragement     D. calmness
46.A. easy             B. dishonest       C. likely             D. hard
47. A. bridge         B. trust           C. gap                D. belief
48.A. forced          B. brought         C. returned            D. offered
49.A. afraid           B. ashamed        C. proud            D. aware
50.A. aimlessly         B. casually         C. nervously          D. calmly
51.A. tears             B. regrets              C. hopes             D. anxieties
52.A. wake            B. grow          C. come             D. live
53.A. destroyed         B. folded         C. unlocked           D. broke
54.A. center           B. front          C. edge              D. border
55.A. usual            B. natural              C. different            D. enthusiastic

I sat at my seat waiting for the school paper to be passed around. I waited anxiously, knowing that once I received it I would know how good a writer I really am.
When the paper arrived at my classroom, I nearly knocked down five of my classmates to get to the first paper. With a school paper in my hands, I returned to my seat. About a month earlier, I had handed in one of, what I believed to be, my best stories. I named it Symbol of Success. The head of the English Department at my school, Professor Cullen had said that she would include some reviews of students’ stories in the latest school paper. Professor Cullen was known for her rough criticism. Impressing her was very hard but I wanted to be the first to do so.
I sat at the edge of my seat as I read through the other story reviews. There wasn’t one story that got more than three stars .I became calm and wasn’t anxious to know my review. It was long after that I heard someone shout out “Five stars?! Seriously !” from behind me. I turned around and saw the shocked expression of Gene’s face, “Peter, your story got five stars!” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I turned my attention back to my story and saw the five stars at the end of the review that I had not read yet. I looked through the review written by Professor Cullen. She wrote that I had a gift for story writing.
I was proud that I achieved what I thought was impossible .For so long I believed I wasn’t as good as I thought I was and that my talent was not enough to cover up my lack of wring skills .But this review proved that I was truly a good writer and that there was a future ahead of me in the field of fiction writing. The review and the five stars meant the world of me. Those five stars became the symbol of my success.
【小题1】How did the writer get the school paper?