共用题干 第三篇Who Came First, the Chicken or the Egg?I just mailed the chicken and the egg,each in its own separate packaging,and kept careful track of when each shipment was sent from a post office in Cambridge, Massachusetts,and when it later arrived at its i

When it comes to friends, I desire those who will share my happiness, who possess wings of their own and who will fly with me. I seek friends whose qualities illuminate me and train me up for love. It is for these people that I reserve the glowing hours, too good not to share.
When I was in the eighth grade, I had a friend. We were shy and "too serious" about our stud- ies when it was becoming fashionable with our classmates to learn acceptable social behaviors. We said little at school, but she would come to my house and we would sit down with pencils and paper, and one of us would say:"Let's start with a train whistle today." We would sit quietly together and write separate poems or stories that grew out of a train whistle. Then we would read them aloud. At the end of that school year, we were changing into social creatures and the stories and poems stopped.
When I lived for a time in London, I had a friend, he was in despair and I was in despair. But our friendship was based on the idea in each of us that we would be sorry later if we did not explore this great city because we had felt bad at the time. We met every Sunday for five weeks and found many excellent things. We walked until our despairs disappeared and then we parted. We gave London to each other.
For almost four years I have had remarkable friend whose imagination illuminates mine. We write long letters in which we often discover our strangest selves. Each of us appears, sometimes in
~
a funny way, in the other's dreams. She and I agree that, at certain times, we seem to be parts of the same mind. In my most interesting moments, I often think : "Yes, I must tell..." We have never met.
It is such comforting companions I wish to keep. One bright hour with their kind is worth more to me than the lifetime services of a psychologist,who will only fill up the healing silence necessary to those darkest moments in which I would rather be my own best friend.
What is the best title for the passage?

A. Unforgettable Experiences
B. Remarkable Imagination
C. Lifelong Friendship
D. Noble Companions

When it comes to friends, I desire those who will share my happiness, who possess wings of their own and who will fly with me. I seek friends whose qualities illuminate me and train me up for love. It is for these people that I reserve the glowing hours, too good not to share.
When I was in the eighth grade, I had a friend. We were shy and "too serious" about our stud- ies when it was becoming fashionable with our classmates to learn acceptable social behaviors. We said little at school, but she would come to my house and we would sit down with pencils and paper, and one of us would say:"Let's start with a train whistle today." We would sit quietly together and write separate poems or stories that grew out of a train whistle. Then we would read them aloud. At the end of that school year, we were changing into social creatures and the stories and poems stopped.
When I lived for a time in London, I had a friend, he was in despair and I was in despair. But our friendship was based on the idea in each of us that we would be sorry later if we did not explore this great city because we had felt bad at the time. We met every Sunday for five weeks and found many excellent things. We walked until our despairs disappeared and then we parted. We gave London to each other.
For almost four years I have had remarkable friend whose imagination illuminates mine. We write long letters in which we often discover our strangest selves. Each of us appears, sometimes in
~
a funny way, in the other's dreams. She and I agree that, at certain times, we seem to be parts of the same mind. In my most interesting moments, I often think : "Yes, I must tell..." We have never met.
It is such comforting companions I wish to keep. One bright hour with their kind is worth more to me than the lifetime services of a psychologist,who will only fill up the healing silence necessary to those darkest moments in which I would rather be my own best friend.
According to paragraph 4, the author and her friend__________.

A. call each other regularly
B. have similar personalities
C. enjoy writing to each other
D. dream of meeting each other

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The Beginning of American Literature America has always been a land of beginnings.After Europeans"discovered"America in the fifteenth century,the mysterious New World became for many people a genuine hope of a new life,an escape from poverty and persecution,a chance to start again.We can say that,as a nation,America begins with that hope.When,however,does American literature begin?
American literature begins with American experiences.Long before the first colonists arrived,before Christopher Columbus,before the Northmen who"found"America about the year 1000,native Americans lived here.Each tribe's literature was tightly woven into the fabric of daily life and reflected the unmistakably American experience of linking with the land.Another kind of experience,one filled with fear and excitement,found its expression in the reports that Columbus and other explorers sent home in Spain, French and English.In addition,the journals of the people who lived and died in the New England wilder- ness tell unforgettable tales of hard and sometimes heartbreaking experiences of those early years. Experience,then, is the key to early American literature.
The New World provided a great variety of experiences,and these experiences demanded a wide variety of expressions by an even wider variety of early American writers.These writers included John Smith,who spent only two-and-a-half year on the American continent.
They included Jonathan Edwards and William Byrd,who thought of themselves as British subjects,never suspecting a revolution that would create a United States of America with a literature of its own.American Indians,explorers,Puritan ministers,frontier wives,plantation owners-they are all the creators of the first American literature.

When did American literature begin?
A:Before the American natives lived there.
B:When Columbus and other explorers sent reports back home.
C:When the Northmen found America in about 1000.
D:Long before the year 1000.

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第三篇

Who Came First, the Chicken or the Egg?

I just mailed the chicken and the egg,each in its own separate packaging,and kept
careful track of when each shipment was sent from a post office in Cambridge,
Massachusetts,and when it later arrived at its intended destination in New York City.
In mailing the chicken,I was careful to adhere to the restrictions described in the
American Postal Service's Domestic Mail Manual 57,as updated on April 3,2003.This,
the most recent,version of the Manual states that:"Adult chickens must be sent by
Express Mail.The containers used must pass the standards in International Safe Transit
Association Test Procedure IA;be strong enough to endure normal handling;and ensure
enough air for the chickens in transit...The number of birds must not be more than the
container's limit."
I mailed the chicken in a wooden box got from a colleague who does research with
birds.
Then,I mailed the egg in standard packaging obtained through an industrial supplier.
It's quite simple.
I posted both the chicken and the egg at 9:40 am,on a Monday morning,from the
Harvard Square post office,in Cambridge,Massachusetts.The staff there told me that
this was the first chicken anyone had mailed from there in recent memory,and perhaps
ever.They handled both the chicken and the egg skillfully and politely.
The intended destination for both packages was the James A.Farley General Post
Office,which is located in Manhattan right next to the Penn Station train terminal.
I took the subway from the Harvard Square to the Boston train station,and from there
boarded a train to New York City,a distance of about 320 kilometers,arriving that
afternoon at Penn Station.I immediately went to the post office,to await the arrivals of the
chicken and the egg.
The James A.Farley General Post Office is open 24 hours a day,so I was able to
wait there until both items arrived.I inquired once per hour for both the chicken and the
egg.
That day,Monday,neither the chicken nor the egg arrived.The next day,Tuesday,
neither the chicken nor the egg arrived.
The chicken arrived at 10:31 am,Wednesday.The staff at the post office told
me that this was the first chicken anyone had mailed to the post office in recent memory,
and perhaps ever.The egg arrived that same day,at 9:37pm,11 hours after the
chicken.
Based on experiment data,it's now quite clear that the chicken came first,the egg
second.

How did he go to New York City?
A:By boat.
B:Bybus.
C:Byair.
D:By tube and rail.

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第三篇

Who Came First, the Chicken or the Egg?

I just mailed the chicken and the egg,each in its own separate packaging,and kept
careful track of when each shipment was sent from a post office in Cambridge,
Massachusetts,and when it later arrived at its intended destination in New York City.
In mailing the chicken,I was careful to adhere to the restrictions described in the
American Postal Service's Domestic Mail Manual 57,as updated on April 3,2003.This,
the most recent,version of the Manual states that:"Adult chickens must be sent by
Express Mail.The containers used must pass the standards in International Safe Transit
Association Test Procedure IA;be strong enough to endure normal handling;and ensure
enough air for the chickens in transit...The number of birds must not be more than the
container's limit."
I mailed the chicken in a wooden box got from a colleague who does research with
birds.
Then,I mailed the egg in standard packaging obtained through an industrial supplier.
It's quite simple.
I posted both the chicken and the egg at 9:40 am,on a Monday morning,from the
Harvard Square post office,in Cambridge,Massachusetts.The staff there told me that
this was the first chicken anyone had mailed from there in recent memory,and perhaps
ever.They handled both the chicken and the egg skillfully and politely.
The intended destination for both packages was the James A.Farley General Post
Office,which is located in Manhattan right next to the Penn Station train terminal.
I took the subway from the Harvard Square to the Boston train station,and from there
boarded a train to New York City,a distance of about 320 kilometers,arriving that
afternoon at Penn Station.I immediately went to the post office,to await the arrivals of the
chicken and the egg.
The James A.Farley General Post Office is open 24 hours a day,so I was able to
wait there until both items arrived.I inquired once per hour for both the chicken and the
egg.
That day,Monday,neither the chicken nor the egg arrived.The next day,Tuesday,
neither the chicken nor the egg arrived.
The chicken arrived at 10:31 am,Wednesday.The staff at the post office told
me that this was the first chicken anyone had mailed to the post office in recent memory,
and perhaps ever.The egg arrived that same day,at 9:37pm,11 hours after the
chicken.
Based on experiment data,it's now quite clear that the chicken came first,the egg
second.

When did the chicken arrive?
A:On Monday.
B:At 9:37 pm,Wednesday.
C:Eleven hours before the egg.
D:On Tuesday.

I had a bad habit of skipping to the last pages of a book. I just wanted to see how it ended 11 I was still in the middle of it. This habit 12 first my morn, then my friends, and 13 even my own daughter. Often my 14 wouldn′t be limited just to the books I read but also to what others were 15 as well. Then one day my daughter told me in anger, "Dad, please just read a book one 16 at a time like everyone else!"
At times I didn′ t 17 this bad habit to just books either. I also tried to skip ahead in my own life and 18 out what to do months and even years from now 19 enjoying each day at present. Although I knew that the 20 of my life wasn′t done yet and that I had many pages 21 to go, I still couldn′t control my burning desire to write the 22 of it halfway through. Time and again, I would 23 jump ahead and try to solve every potential (潜在的) problem before it happened. Life, 24 , doesn′t work like that. It loves to 25 us, and you never know what new problems,changes, or opportunities each new day will 26 .
Recently when I found myself living in the 27 again, I felt a voice that gently told me I needed to "live one dayat a time". When I heard those words, I 28 , turned the book of my life back to the 29 . page, and thanked God for today.
Each of us has to 30 the book of life line by line, moment bymoment and trust that our story will be brought to its perfect end.

____21____

A.forgotten
B.left
C.kept
D.regretteD.

材料题
C
The trick in food photography is to show the food looking fresh，so many dishes have stand-ins，just as movie stars do．“When I get my lights and cameras set up，I remove the stand-in and put in the real thing，”explains Ray Webber，who photographs food for magazine advertisements．“Sometimes I have to brush the meat with its juices because it may have dried out a bit．A and when I‘m shooting（拍照）something like tomatoes，I always carry water to spray them with dew just before I shoot．”
Shooting food outdoors has special problems．“I‘m always worrying about flies or worms crawling up a glass，”Webber explains，“my worry is that someday a dog will come up from behind and run off with the food．”Once Webber was shooting a piece of cheese outdoors and needed something to make its color beautiful．Finally he found it：a weed with lovely blue flowers．When the shot appeared，several people were horrified-the weed was deadly nightshade！
（）Just before being photographed，some meats and vegetables are_______．

From the article we can conclude that deadly night-shade is probably a kind of plant that is_______．

A.colorful
B.poisonous
C.ugly
D.Both A and

The trick in food photography is to show the food looking fresh，so many dishes have stand-ins，just as movie stars do.“When I get my lights and cameras set up，I remove the stand-in and put in the real thing，”explains Ray Webber，who photographs food for magazine advertisements.“Sometimes I have to brush the meat with its juices because it may have dried out a bit.A and when I‘m shooting（拍照）something like tomatoes，I always carry water to spray them with dew just before I shoot.”
Shooting food outdoors has special problems.“I‘m always worrying about flies or worms crawling up a glass，”Webber explains，“my worry is that someday a dog will come up from behind and run off with the food.”Once Webber was shooting a piece of cheese outdoors and needed something to make its color beautiful.Finally he found it：a weed with lovely blue flowers.When the shot appeared，several people were horrified-the weed was deadly nightshade!
Just before being photographed，some meats and vegetables are_______.

A.fanned
B.dyed
C.frozen
D.made wet

When it comes to friends, I desire those who will share my happiness, who possess wings of their own and who will fly with me. I seek friends whose qualities illuminate me and train me up for love. It is for these people that I reserve the glowing hours, too good not to share.
When I was in the eighth grade, I had a friend. We were shy and "too serious" about our stud- ies when it was becoming fashionable with our classmates to learn acceptable social behaviors. We said little at school, but she would come to my house and we would sit down with pencils and paper, and one of us would say:"Let's start with a train whistle today." We would sit quietly together and write separate poems or stories that grew out of a train whistle. Then we would read them aloud. At the end of that school year, we were changing into social creatures and the stories and poems stopped.
When I lived for a time in London, I had a friend, he was in despair and I was in despair. But our friendship was based on the idea in each of us that we would be sorry later if we did not explore this great city because we had felt bad at the time. We met every Sunday for five weeks and found many excellent things. We walked until our despairs disappeared and then we parted. We gave London to each other.
For almost four years I have had remarkable friend whose imagination illuminates mine. We write long letters in which we often discover our strangest selves. Each of us appears, sometimes in
~
a funny way, in the other's dreams. She and I agree that, at certain times, we seem to be parts of the same mind. In my most interesting moments, I often think : "Yes, I must tell..." We have never met.
It is such comforting companions I wish to keep. One bright hour with their kind is worth more to me than the lifetime services of a psychologist,who will only fill up the healing silence necessary to those darkest moments in which I would rather be my own best friend.
In paragraph 3, "We gave London to each other" probably means__________.

A. our exploration of London was a memorable gift to both of us
B. we were unwilling to tear ourselves away from London
C. our unpleasant feeling about London disappeared
D. we parted with each other in London

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第一篇



The Beginning of American Literature



America has always been a land of beginnings.After Europeans"discovered"America in the fifteenth

century,the mysterious New World became for many people a genuine hope of a new life,an escape from

poverty and persecution,a chance to start again.We can say that,as a nation,America begins with that

hope.When,however,does American literature begin?

American literature begins with Amnerican experiences.Long before the first colonists arrived,before

Christopher Columbus，before the Northmen who"found"America about the year 1000,Native Americans

lived here. Each trilbe's literature was tightly woven into the fabric of daiiy life and reflected the unmistakably

American experience of lining with the land。Anoiher kind of experience,one filled with fear and excite-

ment,found its expression in the reports that Columbus and other explorers sent home in Spain,French and

English.In addition,the journals of the people who lived and died in the New England wilderness tell

unforgettable tales of hard and sometimes heartbreaking experiences of those early years.

Experience,then,is the key to early American literature.The New World provided a great variety of

experiences,and these experiences deniauded a wide variety of expressions by an even wider variety of early

American writers.These wnters included John Smith,who spent only two-and-a-half year on the American

continent.They included Jonathlan Edwards and William Byrd,who thought of themselves as British sub-

jects,never suspecting a revolution that would create a United States of America with a literature of its own.

American Indians,explorers,Puritan ministers,frontier wives,plantation owners一they are all the creators

of the first American literature.

When did American literature begin?
A:Before the American natives lived there.
B:When Columbus and other explorers sent reports back home.
C:When the Northmen found America in about 1000.
D:Long before the year 1000.

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第三篇

Who Came First, the Chicken or the Egg?

I just mailed the chicken and the egg,each in its own separate packaging,and kept
careful track of when each shipment was sent from a post office in Cambridge,
Massachusetts,and when it later arrived at its intended destination in New York City.
In mailing the chicken,I was careful to adhere to the restrictions described in the
American Postal Service's Domestic Mail Manual 57,as updated on April 3,2003.This,
the most recent,version of the Manual states that:"Adult chickens must be sent by
Express Mail.The containers used must pass the standards in International Safe Transit
Association Test Procedure IA;be strong enough to endure normal handling;and ensure
enough air for the chickens in transit...The number of birds must not be more than the
container's limit."
I mailed the chicken in a wooden box got from a colleague who does research with
birds.
Then,I mailed the egg in standard packaging obtained through an industrial supplier.
It's quite simple.
I posted both the chicken and the egg at 9:40 am,on a Monday morning,from the
Harvard Square post office,in Cambridge,Massachusetts.The staff there told me that
this was the first chicken anyone had mailed from there in recent memory,and perhaps
ever.They handled both the chicken and the egg skillfully and politely.
The intended destination for both packages was the James A.Farley General Post
Office,which is located in Manhattan right next to the Penn Station train terminal.
I took the subway from the Harvard Square to the Boston train station,and from there
boarded a train to New York City,a distance of about 320 kilometers,arriving that
afternoon at Penn Station.I immediately went to the post office,to await the arrivals of the
chicken and the egg.
The James A.Farley General Post Office is open 24 hours a day,so I was able to
wait there until both items arrived.I inquired once per hour for both the chicken and the
egg.
That day,Monday,neither the chicken nor the egg arrived.The next day,Tuesday,
neither the chicken nor the egg arrived.
The chicken arrived at 10:31 am,Wednesday.The staff at the post office told
me that this was the first chicken anyone had mailed to the post office in recent memory,
and perhaps ever.The egg arrived that same day,at 9:37pm,11 hours after the
chicken.
Based on experiment data,it's now quite clear that the chicken came first,the egg
second.

Which of the following is NOT required of a container?
A:It should be made of steel.
B:It should be ventilated.
C:It should be sufficiently large.
D:It should be strong.

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第三篇

Who Came First, the Chicken or the Egg?

I just mailed the chicken and the egg,each in its own separate packaging,and kept
careful track of when each shipment was sent from a post office in Cambridge,
Massachusetts,and when it later arrived at its intended destination in New York City.
In mailing the chicken,I was careful to adhere to the restrictions described in the
American Postal Service's Domestic Mail Manual 57,as updated on April 3,2003.This,
the most recent,version of the Manual states that:"Adult chickens must be sent by
Express Mail.The containers used must pass the standards in International Safe Transit
Association Test Procedure IA;be strong enough to endure normal handling;and ensure
enough air for the chickens in transit...The number of birds must not be more than the
container's limit."
I mailed the chicken in a wooden box got from a colleague who does research with
birds.
Then,I mailed the egg in standard packaging obtained through an industrial supplier.
It's quite simple.
I posted both the chicken and the egg at 9:40 am,on a Monday morning,from the
Harvard Square post office,in Cambridge,Massachusetts.The staff there told me that
this was the first chicken anyone had mailed from there in recent memory,and perhaps
ever.They handled both the chicken and the egg skillfully and politely.
The intended destination for both packages was the James A.Farley General Post
Office,which is located in Manhattan right next to the Penn Station train terminal.
I took the subway from the Harvard Square to the Boston train station,and from there
boarded a train to New York City,a distance of about 320 kilometers,arriving that
afternoon at Penn Station.I immediately went to the post office,to await the arrivals of the
chicken and the egg.
The James A.Farley General Post Office is open 24 hours a day,so I was able to
wait there until both items arrived.I inquired once per hour for both the chicken and the
egg.
That day,Monday,neither the chicken nor the egg arrived.The next day,Tuesday,
neither the chicken nor the egg arrived.
The chicken arrived at 10:31 am,Wednesday.The staff at the post office told
me that this was the first chicken anyone had mailed to the post office in recent memory,
and perhaps ever.The egg arrived that same day,at 9:37pm,11 hours after the
chicken.
Based on experiment data,it's now quite clear that the chicken came first,the egg
second.

Why did the author go to New York City?
A:Because he had never been there before.
B:Because he wanted to show that he could arrive before both the chicken and the egg.
C:Because he wanted to check which of the two items would arrive first.
D:Because he had sent the chicken and the egg to himself.

I had a bad habit of skipping to the last pages of a book. I just wanted to see how it ended 11 I was still in the middle of it. This habit 12 first my morn, then my friends, and 13 even my own daughter. Often my 14 wouldn′t be limited just to the books I read but also to what others were 15 as well. Then one day my daughter told me in anger, "Dad, please just read a book one 16 at a time like everyone else!"
At times I didn′ t 17 this bad habit to just books either. I also tried to skip ahead in my own life and 18 out what to do months and even years from now 19 enjoying each day at present. Although I knew that the 20 of my life wasn′t done yet and that I had many pages 21 to go, I still couldn′t control my burning desire to write the 22 of it halfway through. Time and again, I would 23 jump ahead and try to solve every potential (潜在的) problem before it happened. Life, 24 , doesn′t work like that. It loves to 25 us, and you never know what new problems,changes, or opportunities each new day will 26 .
Recently when I found myself living in the 27 again, I felt a voice that gently told me I needed to "live one dayat a time". When I heard those words, I 28 , turned the book of my life back to the 29 . page, and thanked God for today.
Each of us has to 30 the book of life line by line, moment bymoment and trust that our story will be brought to its perfect end.

____22____

A.feelings
B.beginning
C.ending
D.comments

I had a bad habit of skipping to the last pages of a book. I just wanted to see how it ended 11 I was still in the middle of it. This habit 12 first my morn, then my friends, and 13 even my own daughter. Often my 14 wouldn′t be limited just to the books I read but also to what others were 15 as well. Then one day my daughter told me in anger, "Dad, please just read a book one 16 at a time like everyone else!"
At times I didn′ t 17 this bad habit to just books either. I also tried to skip ahead in my own life and 18 out what to do months and even years from now 19 enjoying each day at present. Although I knew that the 20 of my life wasn′t done yet and that I had many pages 21 to go, I still couldn′t control my burning desire to write the 22 of it halfway through. Time and again, I would 23 jump ahead and try to solve every potential (潜在的) problem before it happened. Life, 24 , doesn′t work like that. It loves to 25 us, and you never know what new problems,changes, or opportunities each new day will 26 .
Recently when I found myself living in the 27 again, I felt a voice that gently told me I needed to "live one dayat a time". When I heard those words, I 28 , turned the book of my life back to the 29 . page, and thanked God for today.
Each of us has to 30 the book of life line by line, moment bymoment and trust that our story will be brought to its perfect end.
I had a bad habit of skipping to the last pages of a book. I just wanted to see how it ended 11 I was still in the middle of it. This habit 12 first my morn, then my friends, and 13 even my own daughter. Often my 14 wouldn′t be limited just to the books I read but also to what others were 15 as well. Then one day my daughter told me in anger, "Dad, please just read a book one 16 at a time like everyone else!"
At times I didn′ t 17 this bad habit to just books either. I also tried to skip ahead in my own life and 18 out what to do months and even years from now 19 enjoying each day at present. Although I knew that the 20 of my life wasn′t done yet and that I had many pages 21 to go, I still couldn′t control my burning desire to write the 22 of it halfway through. Time and again, I would 23 jump ahead and try to solve every potential (潜在的) problem before it happened. Life, 24 , doesn′t work like that. It loves to 25 us, and you never know what new problems,changes, or opportunities each new day will 26 .
Recently when I found myself living in the 27 again, I felt a voice that gently told me I needed to "live one dayat a time". When I heard those words, I 28 , turned the book of my life back to the 29 . page, and thanked God for today.
Each of us has to 30 the book of life line by line, moment bymoment and trust that our story will be brought to its perfect end.

____23____

A.consciously
B.strangely
C.foolishly
D.critically

材料题
C
The trick in food photography is to show the food looking fresh，so many dishes have stand-ins，just as movie stars do．“When I get my lights and cameras set up，I remove the stand-in and put in the real thing，”explains Ray Webber，who photographs food for magazine advertisements．“Sometimes I have to brush the meat with its juices because it may have dried out a bit．A and when I‘m shooting（拍照）something like tomatoes，I always carry water to spray them with dew just before I shoot．”
Shooting food outdoors has special problems．“I‘m always worrying about flies or worms crawling up a glass，”Webber explains，“my worry is that someday a dog will come up from behind and run off with the food．”Once Webber was shooting a piece of cheese outdoors and needed something to make its color beautiful．Finally he found it：a weed with lovely blue flowers．When the shot appeared，several people were horrified-the weed was deadly nightshade！
（）Just before being photographed，some meats and vegetables are_______．

（）

A.fanned
B.dyed
C.frozen
D.made wet