Even though she had read the report carefully over and over, she glanced it ________ before handing it in.
A
Some years ago, writing in my diary used to be a usual activity. I would return from school and spend the expected half hour recording the day’s events, feelings, and impressions in my little blue diary. I did not really need to express my emotions by way of words, but I gained a certain satisfaction from seeing my experiences forever recorded on paper. After all, isn’t accumulating memories a way of preserving the past?
When I was thirteen years old, I went on a long journey on foot in a great valley, well-equipped with pens, a diary, and a camera. During the trip, I was busy recording every incident, name and place I came across. I felt proud to be spending my time productively, dutifully preserving for future generations a detailed description of my travels. On my last night there, I wandered out of my tent, diary in hand. The sky was clear and lit by the glare of the moon, and the walls of the valley looked threatening behind their screen of shadows. I automatically took out my pen.
At that point, I understood that nothing I wrote could ever match or replace the few seconds I allowed myself to experience the dramatic beauty of the valley. All I remembered of the previous few days were the dull characterizations I had set down in my diary.
Now, I only write in my diary when I need to write down a special thought or feeling. I still love to record ideas and quotations that strike me in books, or observations that are particularly meaningful. I take pictures, but not very often—only of objects I find really beautiful. I’m no longer blindly satisfied with having something to remember when I grow old. I realize that life will simply pass me by if I stay behind the camera, busy preserving the present so as to live it in the future.
I don’t want to wake up one day and have nothing but a pile of pictures and notes. Maybe I won’t have as many exact representations of people and places; maybe I’ll forget certain facts, but at least the experiences will always remain inside me. I don’t live to make memories — I just live, and the memories form themselves.Before the age of thirteen, the author regarded keeping a diary as a way of __________.
| A．observing her school routine |
| B．expressing her satisfaction |
| C．impressing her classmates |
| D．preserving her history |
What does the author put in her diary now?
| A．Notes and beautiful pictures. |
| B．Special thoughts and feelings. |
| C．Detailed accounts of daily activities. |
| D．Descriptions of unforgettable events. |
The author comes to realize that to live a meaningful life is __________.
| A．to experience it |
| B．to live the present in the future |
| C．to make memories |
| D．to give accurate representations of it |
阅读下面短文，掌握其大意，然后从36-55各题所给的四个选项（A,B,C和D）中，选出一个最佳选项，并在答题卡上将该项涂黑。
As I held my father’s hands one night, I couldn’t help but notice their calluses(老茧) and roughness. His hands tell the story of his life as a , including all his struggles.
One summer, I remember, a drought (旱灾) hit Ontario, turning it into a desert. On one of those hot mornings I was picking sweet corn with my dad to fill the last from the grocery store. Fifty dozen was all we needed, which took twenty minutes. That morning, however, the process didn’t quickly. After forty minutes of aimlessly walking in the field, we needed twenty dozen. I was completely frustrated and . Dropping the basket heavily, I declared, “If the store wants its last twenty dozen, they can pick it themselves!” Dad , “Just think, my little girl, only ten dozen left for each of us and then we’re .” Such is Dad — whatever problem he , he never gives up.
, the disastrous effects of the drought were felt all over our county. It was a challenging time for everyone, Dad remained optimistic. He to be grateful for other things like good health and food on our plates. Only then did I truly begin to Dad and his faith that guided us through the hard times.
Dad is also a living example of real . From dawn to dusk, he works countless hours to our family. He always puts our happiness his own, and never fails to cheer me on at my sports games his exhaustion after long days. His loving and selfless nature has inspired me to become more sympathetic and , putting others first.
Dad, the life I have learned from you will stay with me forever. You are my father, teacher, friend and, most importantly, my hero.
A．teacher B．gardener C．farmer D．grocer
A．stormy B．lively C．disappearing D．burning
A．order B．form C．gap D．position
A．repeatedly B．normally C．finally D．really
A．go B．begin C．occur D．change
A．yet B．still C．even D．nearly
A．surprised B．nervous C．angry D．frightened
A．apologized B．cried C．complained D．laughed
A．lost B．done C．gone D．touched
A．meets with B．brings up C．works out D．thinks about
A．Thankfully B．Hopefully C．Unfortunately D．Strangely
A．or B．for C．so D．but
A．happened B．seemed C．continued D．aimed
A．face B．appreciate C．examine D．question
A．love B．pride C．friendship D．honesty
A．support B．settle C．start D．impress
A．after B．before C．beside D．under
A．in spite of B．in terms of C．in control of D．in place of
A．careful B．regretful C．considerate D．humorous
A．history B．motto C．patterns D．lessons
—Would you mind answering some questions on shopping habits?
—_______.
| A．Yes, with great pleasure |
| B．No, I am afraid I can't make it |
| C．Yes, it is worth the time |
| D．No, as long as it doesn't take long |
I hope my teacher will take my recent illness into _______ when judging my examination.
| A．regard | B．account | C．relation | D．observation |
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