完型填空
阅读下面短文，从短文后各题所给的四个选项（A、B、C和D）中，选出可以填入空白处的最佳选项。
My class and I visited Chris Care Center in Phoenix, Arizona to comfort the old people who needed a little cheering up during the holiday season.
The first two ________ there were for persons requiring help in taking care of themselves. We sang ________ for them. They loved our sweet songs and the flowers that we left with them.
As we were ________ on the third floor for old people with Alzheimer (老年痴呆症), most of them ________ off at the walls or floor. However, one lady ________ my eye. She was sitting by the door, in a wheelchair, singing songs to herself. They weren’t the songs that we were singing, at least they didn’t ________ like that. As we got ________ with each festive song, she did as well. The louder we got, the louder she got. ________ she was singing, she was also________ out to us with her hands and body. I knew that I should have gone over to her, but I thought that my ________ were to my students. People who worked at the care center could ________ to her, I thought. Just when I stopped feeling ________about not giving her the attention she needed, one of my students, Justin, showed me what the holiday season is really about.
Justin also ________ the same lady. The difference between us is that he ________ on her needs, but I didn’t. During the last song, “Silent Night,” Justin walked over to her and held her hand. He looked this aged lady in her ________ and with his actions said, “You are important, and I will take my ________ to let you know that.” This tired, elderly lady stopped singing and held his hand. Then she touched his cheek with the other hand. Tears began to fall down her face. No ________ can completely describe that touching moment.
It ________ a boy to teach me, a man, about kindness and love. Justin’s example of a complete, selfless attitude toward another was a ________ that I will never forget. He was the teacher that day, and I consider myself ________ to have witnessed his lesson.
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The day for the great balloon competition finally arrived. Every insect in the garden had been hard, and now they were preparing to begin their routines. The balloon competitions were always something really special.
Each time, the flying insects were favourite to win, because they could seize the balloon strings and fly off in all directions, creating all sorts of in the air. , on this occasion there were some rather unusual insects taking part: a group of ants. Of course, expected that they could do anything special. They were so light that no ant had ever to take part, but it was quite impressive to see all the ants all organized and prepared.
So the competition began, and the insects took their turns, performing beautiful movements with the balloons. As always the butterflies left everyone with their twist and turns, and their wonderful colours. When it was time for the ants to perform, it seemed like the competition had already been decided.
For the time in living memory, the ants shared just one balloon between them, and one by one they climbed up the balloon string, a thin black thread of ants. When all the string was covered, the last ant climbed his teammates to reach the balloon. he got there, he climbed onto the top of the balloon.
This strange attracted everyone's curiosity, and they were just about to witness the most important : the ant opened his jaws as wide as he could. . . and then he made a violent movement at the balloon with all his strength!
The result was powerful! The balloon began blowing out its air, flying about, here and there, doing a thousand turns and spins, while the ants made all kinds of beautiful shapes out of the string.
Of course, that acrobatic(杂技般的) flight with quite a hard landing, but it didn't . The creativity and teamwork of the ant performance was so that the crowd didn't even have to vote for there to be a winner.
From then on, in that garden, everyone understood how much could be achieved by working . In the years to come, the balloon competitions were full of displays carried out by teams, and they put on some wonderful routines; something those individual insects could never have achieved on their own.
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阅读下面短文，从短文后各题所给的四个选项(A、B、C、D)中，选出可以填入空白处的最佳选项，并在答题卡上将该项涂黑。
From time to time, life can be impossibly hard, and it can be difficult to keep going. But you always have a choice.
2012 was the year of my life. My father died only six months he was diagnosed with cancer. He was always so that, for a minute after he drew his last breath, I honestly he would come back to life. I couldn’t believe I would never again cuddle (拥抱) into his big warm chest. Shortly after that, my oldest sister was to the hospital. They discovered that she had highly advanced cancer in her bones and that there was that they could do. She died a month later. She was my person in the whole world. I never thought I would have to live her. The and extreme heartbreak brought me to my knees, and I in the hospital myself. I remember lying in the hospital bed, looking at the ceiling and seeing my sister’s beautiful face. I realized that night that I had a(n) . I could end my life or I could continue to . I looked in my sister’s eyes and not to go with her just yet. I was determined to stay and my journey.
I now live with my husband and I spend quality time with my family and value every I have with them. I connect with my heart often to that I am following my joy. I love myself more deeply every day. Not a day goes by when I don’t my father’s huge character or my beloved sister’s gentle eyes, but I know that I will be with them one day. What I have now is so precious and so fleeting (短暂的) that I must grasp the in every moment I can.
You choose life every day. But do you choose the life that you every day?
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完形填空（共20小题；每小题1.5分，满分30分）
Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her three-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new baby. They found out that it was going to be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael to his sister in Mommy’s tummy(肚子). He was building a bond of love with his little sister before he even met her.
The pregnancy progressed for Karen until the labor pains came. Soon it was every five minutes ... every minute. But something serious during delivery. Finally, Michael’s little sister was born. But she was in serious . With siren(警报) howling in the night, the ambulance the infant(婴儿) to the Intensive Care unit at St. Mary’s Hospital in Knoxville, Tennessee.
The days passed by. The little girl got . The doctors told the parents, "There is very little hope."Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery (墓地) about a burial plot. They had a special room in their home for the new baby — now they planned a funeral(葬礼).
After two weeks in Intensive Care, it looked as if a funeral would come the week was over. Michael, kept begging his parents to let him see his sister, “I want to sing to her,” he said. Kids were never in Intensive Care. But Karen made up her mind to take Michael they liked it or not. If he didn’t see his sister now, he may never see her alive.
She him in an oversized suit and him into ICU. He looked like a walking laundry basket, but the head nurse him as a child, “Get that kid out of here now!” The mother rose up strong in Karen, and the usually lady glared steel-eyed right into the head nurse’s face, saying in a tone of voice, “He is not leaving until he sings to his sister!” Karen towed Michael to his sister’s bedside. He gazed at the tiny baby the battle to live. And he began to sing. the pure hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sang:
“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray…”
the baby girl responded. The pulse rate began to down and became steady.
“Keep on singing, Michael.” encouraged Karen. “You never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don’t take my sunshine away…”As Michael sang to his sister, the baby's breath became as smooth as a kitten’s purr.
“Keep on singing, Michael.” “The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping…” Michael’s little sister relaxed as rest, healing rest, seemed to sweep over her.
Funeral plans were . The next day — the very next day — the little girl was well enough to go home!
The medical staff just called it a miracle. Karen called it a miracle of God’s love!
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Remember, growing older is mandatory(无法抗拒的)，growing up is optional.
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know a new classmate. I to look around when a gentle hand my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled(起皱纹的), little lady looking up at me with a smile.
She said, “Hi, my name is Rose. I’m eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?” I laughed and responded, “ Of course you may!” And she gave me a gaint one.
Why are you in college at such a(n) ?” I asked. “ I always having a college education and now I’m getting !” She told me.
Later, we became close friends. Every day we would leave class together and she her wisdom and experience with me. Over the of the year, Rose became a campus icon(偶像) and she made friends wherever she went.
At the of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet(宴会). I’ll forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the platform. A little embarrassed, she cleared her and said, “We do not stop playing because we are old; we old because we stop playing. There are only two secrets to staying , being happy, and achieving success. You have to and find humor every day. You’ve got to have a dream. When you your dreams, you die.”
One week after graduation Rose died in her sleep. Many college students attended her funeral in honor of the wonderful woman who taught example that it’s never too to be all you can possibly be.
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完形填空（共20小题；每小题1.5分，满分30分）
My grandfather went to high school in the 1920s. While in school, he became in the drama program, acting in different kinds of productions. He in touch with his drama teacher.
My father went to high school in the 1960s. Like his before him, he acted in high school. He, too, stayed in touch with his drama teacher for the rest of the teacher's . I graduated in 1997. When Hoover, my drama teacher, was in Alaska, I didn't want her to feel like she was ending her life , so I sent her many packages, including Drama Club yearbook photos from each year she there in order that she could see the students whose lives she forever .
Her nickname for our group of Drama Club was "the Throwaway Kids". , no? She described us as that we were nonconformists (不墨守成规者) that other teachers didn't __ know what to do with. She simply us for who we are, and that was exactly what we needed.
We have all become members of society: reporters, lawyers, and singers, soldiers, doctors and, you guessed it, teachers. Every member of my family is a teacher. This year the 73rd year we have taught in Alaska altogether.
me, teaching the course is only one important part of the job. As I returned to my classroom just before the final bell on the last day of school in May, I thought how the most emotional part of the experience will not be seeing the recent return to say "hello" at Christmas. That was how the of keeping in touch with our teachers our whole life long began in my family. Honestly, learning a lifetime.
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