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CBAACA安丰中学2019级高二英语周末练习1
七选五
Some
people
are
so
rude.
Who
sends
an
e-mail
or
a
text
message
that
just
says
“Thank
you”?
Who
leaves
a
voice
mail
message
rather
than
texts
you?
Who
asks
for
a
fact
easily
found
on
the
Internet?
____1___
Maybe
I'm
the
rude
one
for
not
appreciating
life's
little
courtesies
(礼节).
But
many
social
norms(规范)just
don't
make
sense
to
people
drowning
in
digital
communication.
Take
the
thank-you
note.
Daniel
Post
Senning,
a
coauthor
of
Emily
Post
s
Etiquette，asked,
"At
what
point
does
showing
appreciation
outweigh
the
cost?"
___2___
Think
of
how
long
it
takes
to
listen
to
one
of
those
messages.
In
texts,
you
don't
have
to
declare
who
you
are
or
even
say
hello.
E-mail,
too,
is
slower
than
a
text.
The
worst
are
those
who
leave
a
voice
mail
and
then
send
an
e-mail
message
to
tell
you
they
left
a
voice
mail.
This
isn’t
the
first
time
technology
has
changed
our
manners,
___3___
Alexander
Graham
Bell,
the
inventor,
suggested
that
people
say,
"
Ahoy!
"Finally,
hello
won
out,
and
the
victory
sped
up
the
greeting's
use
in
face-to-face
communications.
In
the
age
of
the
smart
phone,
there
is
no
reason
to
ask
once-acceptable
questions
about:
the
weather
forecast,
a
business's
phone
number,
or
directions
to
a
house,
a
restaurant,
or
an
office,
which
can
be
easily
found
on
a
digital
map.
___4___And
when
you
answer,
they
respond
with
a
thank-you
e-mail.
How
to
handle
these
differing
standards?
Easy:
Consider
your
audience.
Some
people,
especially
older
ones,
appreciate
a
thank-you
message.
___5__
In
traditional
societies,
the
young
learn
from
the
old.
But
in
modern
societies,
the
old
can
also
learn
from
the
young.
Here's
hoping
that
politeness
never
goes
out
of
fashion
but
that
time-wasting
forms
of
communication
do.
A.
Then
there
is
voice
mail.
B.
Others,
like
me,
want
no
reply.
C.
But
people
still
ask
these
things.
D.
Don't
these
people
realize
that
they're
wasting
your
time?
E.
Won't
new
technology
bring
about
changes
in
our
daily
life?
F.
Face-to-face
communication
makes
comprehension
much
easier.
G.
When
the
telephone
was
invented,
people
didn't
know
how
to
greet
a
caller.
二、完形填空
It's
5-year-old
Karmen's
dream
to
be
a
ballerina(芭蕾舞女演员).
But
Karmen,
living
in
Denver,
was
born
with
the
AIDS
virus
and
has
spent
much
of
her
short
life
going
in
and
out
of
the
hospital.
Karmen
_46__better
than
anyone
dared
to
hope.
Doctors
thought
she
would
never
walk
or
talk,
but
she
_47__with
a
walker
and
speaks
fairly
48
.
Karmen's
hopes,
dreams,
and
49
are
being
documented
with
the
help
of
a
Denver
organization
called
the
Children's
Legacy.
50
by
the
photographer
Katy
Tartakoff,
the
charity
helps
seriously
sick
children
and
their
families
write
their
own
51
by
providing
books
that
guide
_52__
along
--
My
Stupid
Illness,
for
53
children,
and
Let
Me
Show
You
My
World,
for
their
siblings(兄弟姐妹)
and
parents.
The
books
contain
suggestions
of
54
to
draw
or
things
to
write.
Tartakoff
helps
illustrate
the
books
by
taking
black-and-white
photographs
of
the
children.
For
those
children
who
_55_,
the
books
help
their
families
cope.
For
those
_56_
survive,
the
books
help
them
heal
57_.
Karmen
may
not
grow
up
to
be
a
ballerina,
_58
,
despite
her
difficulty
walking,
she
was
59_
when
she
put
on
a
tutu
(芭蕾舞的短裙)
her
mother
had
bought
her.
"She
really
took
_60_
the
persona
of
a
ballerina,"
says
Ms.
Tartakoff.
This
picture
of
Karmen
is
one
of
a
collection
of
Ms.
Tartakoff's
_61_
that
the
charity
has
published
in
a
book
called
An
Alphabet
About
Families
Living
With
HIV-AIDS,
_62_
poetry.
According
to
the
book,
"Sometimes
Karmen
_63
her
head
on
her
folded
hands
because
she
is
_64_
,
and
sometimes
she
needs
to
talk
with
God."
One
of
her
prayers:
"Dear
God,
Please
make
my_65
and
body
strong.
Please
let
me
grow
up."
46.
A.
has
gone
B.
has
fared
C.
has
spent
D.
has
experienced
47.
A.
stands
around
B.
gets
up
C.
walks
away
D.
gets
around
48.
A.
well
B.
good
C.
nice
D.
right
49.
A.
smiles
B.
illnesses
C.
struggles
D.
sadnesses
50.
A.
Found
B.
Founded
C.
Built
D.
Created
51.
A.
stories
B.
novels
C.
problems
D.
sicknesses
52.
A.
him
B.
us
C.
them
D.
her
53.
A.
healthy
B.
sick
C.
normal
D.
ill
54.
A.
charts
B.
pictures
C.
photos
D.
designs
55.
A.
live
B.
fear
C.
die
D.
suffer
56.
A.
that
B.
which
C.
/
D.
who
57.
A.
emotionally
B.
happily
C.
carefully
D.
quietly
58.
A.
however
B.
and
C.
but
D.
though
59
A.
changed
B.
turned
C.
shaped
D.
transformed
60.
A.
after
B.
in
C.
on
D.
to
61.
A.
collections
B.
photographs
C.
books
D.
copies
62.
A.
holding
B.
containing
C.
writing
D.
including
63.
A.
lays
B.
lies
C.
sets
D.
puts
64.
A.
ill
B.
dead
C.
tired
D.
bored
65.
A.
legs
B.
arms
C.
hands
D.
feet
三、阅读理解
A
I
start
every
summer
with
the
best
of
intentions
to
attack
one
big
book
from
a
classic
that
I
was
supposed
to
have
read
when
young
and
ambitious.
Often
the
pairings
of
books
and
settings
have
been
purely
accidental:
“Moby
Dick”
on
a
three-day
cross-country
train
trip;
“The
Magic
Mountain”
in
a
New
England
beachside
cottage
with
no
locks
on
the
doors,
no
telephones
or
televisions
in
the
rooms,
and
little
to
do
beyond
row
on
the
salt
pond.
Attempting
“The
Man
Without
Qualities”
on
a
return
to
Hawaii,
my
native
state,
however,
was
less
fruitful:
I
made
it
through
one
and
a
quarter
volumes
(册),
then
decided
that
I’d
got
the
point
and
went
swimming
instead.
But
this
summer
I
find
myself
at
a
loss.
I’m
not
quite
interested
in
Balzac,
say,
or
“Tristram
Shandy.”
There’s
always
“War
and
Peace,”
which
I’ve
covered
some
distance
several
times,
only
to?get
bogged
down?in
the
“War”
part,
set
it
aside
for
a
while,
and
realize
that
I
have
to
start
over
from
the
beginning
again,
having
forgotten
everyone’s
name
and
social
rank.
How
appealing
to
simply
fall
back
on
a
favorite
—
once
more
into
“The
Waves”
or
“Justine,”
which
feels
almost
like
cheating,
too
exciting
and
too
much
fun
to
properly
belong
in
serious
literature.
And
then
there’s
Stendhal’s
“The
Red
and
the
Black,”
which
happens
to
be
the
name
of
my
favorite
cocktail
(鸡尾酒)
of
the
summer,
created
by
Michael
Cecconi
at
Savoy
and
Back
Forty.
It
is
easy
to
drink,
and
knocking
back
three
or
four
seems
like
such
a
delightful
idea.
Cecconi’s
theory:
“I
take
whatever’s
fresh
at
the
greenmarket
and
turn
it
into
liquid.”
The
result
is
a
pure
shot
of
afternoon
in
the
park,
making
one
feel
cheerful
and
peaceful
all
at
once,
lying
on
uncut
grass
with
eyes
shut,
sun
beating
through
the
lids...
66.
What
can
we
infer
about
the
author
from
the
first
paragraph?
A.?He
shows
talents
for
literature.???
B.?He
admires
a
lot
of
great
writers.
C.?He
has
a
cottage
in
New
England.???
D.?He
enjoys
reading
when
traveling.
67.
What
do
the
underlined
words
“get
bogged
down”
in
paragraph
2
mean?
A.?Be
interrupted.???
B.?Make
no
progress.
C.?Get
confused.???
D.?Be
carried
away.
68.
Why
does
the
author
say
reading
his
favorite
books
feels
like
cheating?
A.?He
barely
understands
them.???
B.?He
finishes
them
quickly.
C.?He
has
read
them
many
times
before.???
D.?He
should
read
something
serious.
69.
What
can
be
a
suitable
title
for
the
text?
A.?To
Read
or
Not
to
Read???
B.?The
Books
of
Summer
C.?It’s
Never
Too
Late
to
Read???
D.?My
Summer
Holiday
B
In
this
passage
adapted
from
a
novel,
a
Canadian
woman
recalls
her
childhood
during
the
1960s.
Originally
from
China,
the
family
travelled
to
Irvine,
Ontario,
Canada,
where
the
parents
opened
a
restaurant,
the
Dragon
Café.
As
a
young
girl
I
never
really
thought
about
my
parents’
lives
in
Irvine,
how
small
their
world
must
have
seemed,
never
extending
beyond
the
Dragon
Café.
Every
day
my
parents
did
the
same
jobs
in
the
restaurant.
I
watched
the
same
customers
come
for
meals,
for
morning
coffee,
for
afternoon
soft
drinks
and
French
fries.
For
my
parents
one
day
was
like
the
next.
They
settled
into
an
uneasy
and
distant
relationship
with
each
other.
Their
love,
their
tenderness,
they
gave
to
me.
But
my
life
was
changing.
I
became
taller
and
bigger,
my
second
teeth
grew
in
white
and
straight.
At
school
I
began
to
learn
about
my
adopted
country.
I
spoke
English
like
a
native,
without
a
trace
of
an
accent.
I
played,
though,
and
dreamed
in
the
language
of
our
Irvine
neighbors.
A
few
years
later
and
I
would
no
longer
remember
a
time
when
I
didn't
speak
their
words
and
read
their
books.
But
my
father
and
Uncle
Yat
still
spoke
the
same
halting
English.
My
mother
spoke
only
a
few
words.
I
began
to
translate
conversations
they
had
with
the
customers,
switching
between
English
and
Chinese.
Whenever
I
stepped
outside
the
restaurant
it
seemed
I
was
entering
a
world
unknown
to
my
family:
school,
church,
friends'
houses,
the
town
beyond
Main
Street,
I
found
it
hard
to
imagine
a
year
without
winter
any
more,
a
home
other
than
Irvine.
For
my
mother,
though,
home
would
always
be
China.
In
Irvine
she
lived
among
strangers,
unable
to
speak
their
language.
Whenever
she
talked
about
happy
times,
they
were
during
her
childhood
in
that
distant
land.
A
wistful
smile
would
soften
her
face
as
she
told
me
about
sleeping
and
playing
with
her
sister
in
the
attic
above
her
parents'
bedroom.
She
once
showed
me
a
piece
of
jade-green
silk
cloth
that
was
frayed
and
worn
around
the
edge.
In
the
center
was
a
white
lotus
floating
in
varying
shades
of
blue
water,
the
embroidery(刺绣)
so
fine
that
when
I
held
it
at
arm's
length
the
petals
looked
real.
I
had
been
helping
her
store
away
my
summer
clothes
in
the
brown
leather
suitcase
from
Hong
Kong
when
I
noticed
a
piece
of
shiny
material
spread
it
on
her
lap.
“My
mother
embroidered
this
herself.
I
was
going
to
have
it
made
into
a
cushion,
but
then
my
life
changed
and
over
here
there
seems
to
be
no
place
for
lovely
things.
It's
all
I
have
that
reminds
me
of
her,”
she
said.
“Maybe,
Sun-Jen,
one
day
you
will
do
something
with
it.”
I
admired
the
cloth
some
more,
then
she
carefully
folded
it
and
stored
it
back
in
her
suitcase.
There
was
little
left
from
her
old
life.
She
said
it
was
so
long
ago
that
sometimes
it
felt
as
if
it
had
never
happened.
But
she
described
her
life
with
such
clarity
and
vividness
that
I
knew
all
those
memories
lived
on
inside
her.
There
was
so
little
in
this
new
country
that
gave
her
pleasure.
The
good
things
she
found
were
related
in
some
way
to
China:
an
aria
from
a
Chinese
opera,
a
letter
from
a
relative
back
home
or
from
Aunt
Hai-Lan
in
Toronto,
written
in
Chinese,
a
familiar-looking
script
that
I
couldn't
read
and
that
had
nothing
to
do
with
my
life
in
Canada.
There
were
times
when
I
felt
guilty
about
my
own
happiness
in
Irvine.
We
had
come
to
Canada
because
of
me,
but
I
was
the
only
one
who
had
found
a
home.
In
the
opening
paragraph,
the
narrator
emphasizes
primarily________
about
her
parents?
A.
the
dependability??
B.
the
diligence
C.
their
routine
lives??
D.
their
evolving
relationship
71.
The
primary
purpose
of
the
second
paragraph
is
to
________.
A.
provide
insight
into
the
motivations
of
the
narrator's
parents
and
uncle
B.
emphasize
the
great
transformation
the
narrator
undergoes
C.
describe
the
complex
interrelationships
in
the
narrator's
family
D.
reveal
the
narrator’s
preference
for
a
cold
climate
over
a
warm
one
72.
According
to
the
narrator,
her
mother
experienced
feelings
of
________
in
Canada.
A.
isolation??
B.
confusion??
C.
stability??
D.
security
73.
In
paragraph
4
the
mother’s
memories
of
China
are
portrayed
as
_____.
A.
distant
yet
enduring
B.
occasional
and
vague
C.
lively
but
confused
D.
joyous
and
hopeful
74.
The
items
mentioned
in
paragraph
4
had
meaning
for
the
mother
because
they
________.
A.
introduced
her
to
a
world
rich
in
culture?
B.
helped
connect
the
narrator
and
her
mother
C.
supplied
her
with
familiar
associations???
D.
provided
relief
from
her
boring
work
routine
75.
Which
of
the
following
best
characterizes
the
narrator’s
development?
A.
She
grows
apart
from
the
cultural
tradition
of
her
parents.
B.
She
overcomes
the
guilt
she
felt
about
her
new
found
happiness.
C.
She
begins
to
view
the
inhabitants
of
Irvine
from
her
mother’s
perspective.
D.
She
communicates
less
and
less
with
her
parents.
