Recently, a professor of philosophy in the U. S. has written a book called Money and the Meaning of Life. He has discovered that how we   41  money in our day-to-day life has more meaning than we usually think. One of the exercises he asked his students to do is to   42  every penny they spend for a week.   43  they spend their money, they can see what they really   44  in life.
He says our relation with others often becomes clearly   45  when money enters the picture. You might have   46  with somebody and you think that you are very good friends. But you will   47  him only when you ask him to lend you some money. If he does, it brings   48  to the friendship that seems stronger than ever before. Or it can suddenly  49 the friendship if he doesn’t.
Since money is so important to us, we consider those who possess a lot of it   50  very important. The author interviewed some millionaires for   51 . Question: What is  52  thing you have discovered about being rich, because you are a self-made man? Answer: What makes me surprised most is how people give me  53 . I am nothing. I don’t know much. All I   54  money
People just   55  making more and more money, but what is it   56 ? How much do I need for a given purpose in my life? In his book, the professor uncovered an important need in modern society: to bring back   57  that money is an instrument   58  the end．  59  plays an important role in the material world, but expecting money to give happiness may be  60   the meaning of life.

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 caught in the war and put to prison．I was sure that I was to be killed，I became  terribly nervous．I reached in my pockets to see if there were any cigarettes(香烟)，which had   36__ their search．I found one and because of my  37  hands，I could only get it to my lips.But I had no  38 ．
I looked   39  the bars(铁栏)at my jailer(狱警)．He did not make eye contact with me．I called out to him,“Have you got a light?” He looked at me，and came over to  40  my cigarette．
As he came close and lit the match，his eyes met with mine．At that moment，I smiled I don't know  41  I did that，Perhaps it was  42 ，perhaps it was because，when you get very close，one to another，it is very hard not to  43 ．In any case，I smiled．It was   44   a spark(火花)jumped across the distance between our two hearts．I know he didn't want to，but my smile jumped through the bars and caused a smile on his lips．He lit my cigarette but stayed near，looking at me  45_ in the eyes and continuing to smile．
I kept smiling at him，now   46  of him as a person and not just a jailer．And his looking at me seemed to have a new   47 ，too．“Do you have kids?” he asked．
“Yes，here，here．”I took out my wallet and nervously searched for the pictures of my family．He, too，took out the pictures of his family and began to talk about his  48  and hopes for them．My eyes were filled with   49 ．w*w^w.k&s#5@u.c~o*mI 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，  50  ，he unlocked my cell(牢房)and silently led me out．Out of the prison，quietly and by   51  routes，out of the town．There，at the edge of town，he set me   52 ．And without another word，he turned back toward the town．
My life was  53  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   54  each other，we wouldn’t be enemies．We couldn’t have  55 or envy or fear．
(   )36.A. avoided       B.escaped              C.followed             D.prevented
(   )37.A.interacting         B.trying                C.shaking             D.upsetting
(   )38.A.energy              B.strength       C.daylight            D.matches
(   )39.A.over                  B.through          C.below               D.above
(   )40.A.1ight                 B.smoke              C.accept            D.operate
(   )41.A.when                B.where              C.why                D.how
(   )42.A.embarrassment   B.confidence    C.disappointment    D.nervousness
(   )43.A.smile                 B.smoke              C.call            D.glare
(   )44.A.as though          B.even though        C.if only             D.what if
(   )45.A.deliberately     B.thankfully           C.directly              D.immediately
(   )46.A．certain      B.aware              C.tired               D．careful
(   )47.A．motivation       B.belief          C.response            D．meaning
(   )48.A．plans             B.procedure            C.accomplishment   D.concern
(   )49.A．admiration       B.shame                C.tears              D.ambition
(   )50.A．without difficulty  B.without another word C.with reason       D.with safety
(   )51.A．1eft             B.front                   C.back               D.right
(   )52.A．out                 B.up                C.off                   D.free
(   )53.A．saved        B.inspired       C.delivered            D.approached
(   )54.A．realise       B.adapt               C.comfort         D.recognize
(   )55.A．love                B.sympathy             C.hatred           D.worry

       Justin’s bedroom was so full of flat bicycle tires, bent tennis rackets, deflated（瘪掉的）basketballs, and games with missing pieces that you could barely get in the door. His parents pleaded with him to clean out his room.

       “What use is a fish tank with a hole in the bottom?” his father asked. But Justin simply smiled and repeated his motto, “Never throw anything out, you never know when it might come in handy.”

       When Justin was away from home, he always carried his blue backpack--a smaller version of his bedroom--a place to store the many objects that he collected. It was so worn and stretched that it hardly resembled a backpack anymore.

       Justin had earned a reputation for figuring things out and getting people out of otherwise hopeless situations. Many of his classmates and neighbors sought him out when they needed help with a problem. On the first day of school, his friend Kenny, came looking for Justin.

       “Do you think you have something in your bag that could help me remember my locker combination?” he asked. “I lost the piece of paper it was written on. I have a science class in two minutes and if I'm late on the first day it’ll make me look bad for the rest of the year.” Kenny looked really worried.

       “Relax,” Justin said, taking his backpack off and unzipping the top. “Remember how you borrowed my notebook in homeroom to write the combination down? Well, I know how we can recover what you wrote.”

       He took the notebook and a soft lead pencil out of his bag. The page that Kenny had written on had left faint marks on another page in the notebook. Justin held the pencil on its side and rubbed it lightly over the marks. Slowly but surely the numbers of the locker combination appeared in white, set off by the gray pencil rubbings.

       “That's amazing!” Kenny said. “I owe you one.” And he dashed off to open his locker.

       It was just another day in the life of the boy whose motto was “Never throw anything out, you never know when it might come in handy.”

Why is Justin's room such a mess? WWW.K**S*858$$U.COM

    A. He always forgets to clean it.               B. He shares the room with his brother.

    C. He has no time to clean it.                 D. He never throws anything away.

In what way is Justin’s backpack a smaller version of his bedroom?

    A. He uses it as a place to store objects.

    B. He uses it to carry his books and sports equipment.

    C. His parents tell him to clean it all the time.

    D. He's had it for as long as he can remember.

The underlined phrase "pleaded with" means

    A. ignored               B. asked             C. pushed              D. Ordered

How does Kenny feel toward Justin?

A. Annoyed.     B. Disinterested.             C. Grateful.         D. Angry.

第三部分：阅读理解（共20小题满分40分）
阅读下列短文，从每题所给的四个选项（A、B、C、D）中选出最佳选项
My father was driving us to our grandparents’ house for our annual Christmas dinner. The closer we got to the turnoff (岔道) for my grandparents’ house, the slower the car went. Suddenly, my father U-turned in the middle of the road and said: “I can’t stand it!”
“What?” asked my mother.
“It’s those people back there at the Pan Am, standing in the rain. They’ve got children. It’s Christmas. I can’t stand it.”
When my father pulled into the service station, I saw that there were five of them: the parents and three children – two girls and a small boy.
My father rolled down his window. “Merry Christmas,” he said.
“Howdy (您好),” the man replied. He was very tall and had to stoop (弯腰) slightly to peer into the car.
My sisters Jill, Sharon, and I stared at the children, and they stared back at us.
“You’re getting wet standing here. Just a couple miles up the road there’s a shed (小棚) with a cover there, and some benches,” my father said. “Why don’t you all get in the car?”
The man thought about it for a moment, and then he waved to his family. They climbed into the car.
Once they settled in, my father looked back over his shoulder and asked the children if Santa had found them yet. Three unhappy faces gave him the answer.
“Well, I didn’t think so,” my father said, winking at my mother, “because when I saw Santa this morning, he told me that he was having trouble finding all, and he asked me if he could leave your toys at my house. We’ll just go to get them before I take you to the bus stop.”
All at once, the three children’s faces lit up, and they began to bounce around in the back seat, laughing and chattering.
When we got out of the car at our house, the three children ran through the front door and straight to the toys that were spread out under our Christmas tree. One of the girls spied Jill’s doll and hugged it to her breast. The little boy grabbed Sharon’s ball. And the other girl picked up something of mine.
We left them there at the bus stop in Winborn. As we drove away, I watched out the window as long as I could, looking back at the little girl hugging her new doll.
That was the Christmas when my sisters and I learned the joy of making others happy.
56. The writer’s father U-turned in the middle of the road because ______.
A. he could not stand the people at the service station
B. he could not bear the thought of leaving the people behind
C. he wanted to do something special for his parents
D. he wanted to help the family standing in the rain
57. The reason the father asked the kids if Santa had found them was probably that _____.
A. he knew the mention of Santa would lift their spirits
B. he once promised to receive them as guests in his house
C. he wanted to avoid embarrassing the family
D. he had met Santa and got the presents for the kids
58. How did the author feel at the end of the story?
A. She was pleased that they had been able to give the kids presents and make them happy.
B. She was unhappy remembering that they had been late for the Christmas dinner.
C. She was angry because she realized that she didn’t receive a Christmas gift that year.
D. She was puzzled by why her father had done this on Christmas.
59. What is the article mainly about?
A. How my family found the lost Santa.
B. The people at the service station.
C. The art of celebrating Christmas.
D. The joy of making others happy.

Justin’s bedroom was so full of flat bicycle tires, bent tennis rackets, deflated（瘪掉的）basketballs, and games with missing pieces that you could barely get in the door. His parents pleaded with him to clean out his room.
“What use is a fish tank with a hole in the bottom?” his father asked. But Justin simply smiled and repeated his motto, “Never throw anything out, you never know when it might come in handy.”
When Justin was away from home, he always carried his blue backpack--a smaller version of his bedroom--a place to store the many objects that he collected. It was so worn and stretched that it hardly resembled a backpack anymore.
Justin had earned a reputation for figuring things out and getting people out of otherwise hopeless situations. Many of his classmates and neighbors sought him out when they needed help with a problem. On the first day of school, his friend Kenny, came looking for Justin.
“Do you think you have something in your bag that could help me remember my locker combination?” he asked. “I lost the piece of paper it was written on. I have a science class in two minutes and if I’m late on the first day it’ll make me look bad for the rest of the year.” Kenny looked really worried.
“Relax,” Justin said, taking his backpack off and unzipping the top. “Remember how you borrowed my notebook in homeroom to write the combination down? Well, I know how we can recover what you wrote.”
He took the notebook and a soft lead pencil out of his bag. The page that Kenny had written on had left faint marks on another page in the notebook. Justin held the pencil on its side and rubbed it lightly over the marks. Slowly but surely the numbers of the locker combination appeared in white, set off by the gray pencil rubbings.
“That’s amazing!” Kenny said. “I owe you one.” And he dashed off to open his locker.
It was just another day in the life of the boy whose motto was “Never throw anything out, you never know when it might come in handy.”
【小题1】Why is Justin’s room such a mess? WWW.K**S*858$$U.COM