A few months earlier I had been painting two portraits for each of my parents．I'd planned to give them the portraits as Christmas gifts．This would be a   36   for everyone，as I had not studied  37  ．
While painting one day, I was surprised by a knock on the door. Quickly having put all my  38 materials out of sight, I opened the   39  . To my astonishment, my father came in .
Immediately I wanted to show him the paintings, but I was   40  to destroy his Christmas surprise. Yet something  41  me to share the gifts with him. After making him promise to keep it secret, I   42   he keep his eyes closed until I had the portraits set on easels(画架). “Okay, Daddy. Now you can   43  !”
He appeared dazed at first. Finally , he said, “I don’t believe it. The eyes are so  44 that they follow you everywhere—and look how   45   your mother is. Will you let me have them  46 ?”
Excited with his response, I happily volunteered to   47  them to the frame shop the next day. Several weeks passed. Then one night the   48   rang—my father had a stroke(中风). He died the next day, and it seemed all   49    escaped from the life of my mother and me .
I finally remembered to  50   about the framed portraits. I was surprised when the shopkeeper told me my father had visited the shop,   51 for the framing and had them gift-wrapped.
 52 we had lost our loved people, everyone gathered on Christmas Day making an effort to be   53  . As I looked into my mother’s sad eyes and unsmiling face, I decided to give her Daddy’s and my   54  . After she saw it, with a wide smile, she quickly said, “I knew Daddy would be with us on Christmas Day!”
I glanced at the gift card written in my father’s   55 . “ Mother—Our daughter reminded me why I am so blessed. I’ll be always looking at you.—Daddy.”

第三部分：阅读理解（共20小题；每小题2分，满分40分）
阅读下列短文，从每题材所给的四个选项A、B、C、D、中，选出最佳选项
A few weeks after Hurricane Katrina hit the Gulf coast, the Texas school where I teach collected furniture and other household items for a family from Louisiana that had lost everything. I thought of how sad it would be to lose all of the things that held so many priceless memories. Nothing could ever really replace a memory. I prayed I would be able to help the family in some ways , and at least give them practical things they could use.
I had a couple of old chairs in the house, and went into the spare bedroom to dig them out. Then I saw the wooden rocking chair(摇椅) in the corner. Deep brown , with a unique pattern of fruits and leaves edged in gold on the back. I’d never seen another like it. I used to rock my son to sleep in it when he was a baby. Talking about memories, I could never bear to part with that rocker.  http://wx.jtyjy.com/
But a feeling suddenly swept over me. Give it away. “Do you really want to do this?” my husband asked. I said firmly, “Yes!” He helped me load the rocking chair into my car. “Doesn’t it hold sentimental(情感的)value for you?” I couldn’t explain it. I took the rocker to the school the next day. The woman in charge of the donations(捐赠品)for the Louisiana family loaded it into the back of her truck.
The very next day at school, the woman in charge came rushing into my classroom. “Angie, I have to tell you a story about that rocking chair!” she said.
The family was grateful for every single item we’d donated, they told her. Then they saw the rocker. Everyone stopped and stared. Then the granddaughter cried out, “Grandma, look! It’s your rocking chair!”  http://wx.jtyjy.com/
My rocking chair was exactly like the one they had lost in the hurricane, the one that held their sweetest memories.
56. Why did the author feel sympathy for the family that had lost everything?
A. They met Hurricane Katrina.
B. They had no furniture and other items to use.
C. They lost the things holding memories.
D. They had to rebuild their house.
57. When thinking of having used the rocking chair the author     .
A. decided to give it away                          B. asked her husband for advice
C. liked it more than before                        D. hated to part with it
58. We can infer from the passage that the author’s husband      .
A. didn’t support the author’s social work    B. didn’t agree to donate the chair
C. thought the rocking chair valuable          D. could understand what she thought then
59. What’s the best title for this passage?
A. A good deed for a homeless family                B. Comfort a family with a gift of memories
C. A piece of furniture donated to a family          D. We all need the rocking chair

I’ll never forget my first daughter, who died too early from a bad accident. During those years, life was   36  . One Christmas I found my 3-year-old daughter   37  with a roll of golden wrapping paper. I had bought the paper to finish a rather important project. So I became   38  and scolded her loudly, “You are not good. And you are   39  your father’s money. You don’t know how hard your parents are working.” She was   40  and cried bitterly, running away.

    41 , she brought a gift, a golden   42  made of golden wrapping paper to me the next morning and said, “This is for you, Daddy.” I was   43  of my earlier hurting words, but my anger rose again when I found out the box was   44 . I shouted at her, “Don’t you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside?” She   45  at me with tears in her eyes and cried, “Oh, Daddy, it’s not empty at all. I blew   46  into the box. They’re all for you, Daddy.”

I was completely   47 . I put my arms around her and begged for her   48 . A year later, a serious   49  took the life of my daughter. I was so sad that I   50  in bed for three days and three nights, saying nothing with tears rolling down my cheek. From then on, I hated cars and kept the golden box by my bed for many years. Whenever I was   51  , I would take out an imaginary kiss and   52  the love of my daughter who had put it there.

In a very real   53  , each one of us, as humans beings, has been given a golden container   54  with unconditional love and kisses ... from our children, family members, friends, and God. There are   55  no other possessions that anyone could hold more precious than this.

I was loading (装载) my truck to go to the market when I hurt my left eye. The pain was like a hot sword(剑) being shoved through my head. I fell down on my hands and knees, and I knew it was bad.
I was taken to the Erlanger Hospital in Chattanooga, and the doctors operated on me several times but couldn’t save my left eye. When they told me the news, I wanted to die.
Even after I got my fake（假的） eye, I couldn’t shake the sadness. To make matters worse, I lost my job as a transportation officer because of my lost eye. But one morning, I woke up and the TV was on, and there was a 16-year-old girl who had been badly burned on her face and legs. Her situation was much worse than mine. She wore a big smile and seemed to look right at me and said, “You can’t ever give up.” At that moment, I thought, “This is just an eye. Get over it.” And I did.
It’s been almost 12 years since my accident, and there’s nothing I can’t do now that I used to do. And although I didn’t get my old job back, I got my license again.
I read a story once. In that story, a man was feeling bad because he had no shoes until he met a man who had no feet. No matter how terrible your problem is, remember there’s always someone somewhere who’s worse off. So cheer up and smile at life!
【小题1】Because of the accident, the writer _______.