The easy way out isn't always easiest. I learned that lesson when I decided to treat Doug, my husband of one month, to a special meal. I glanced through my cookbook and chose a menu which included homemade bread. Knowing the bread would take time, I started on it as soon as Doug left for work. As I was not experienced in cooking, I thought if a dozen was good, two dozen would be better, so I doubled everything. As Dong loved oranges, I also opened a can of orange and poured it all into the bowl. Soon there was a sticky dough (面团) covered with ugly yellowish marks. realizing I had been defeated, I put the dough in the rubbish bin outside so I wouldn't have to face Doug laughing at my work, I went on preparing the rest of the meal, and, when Doug got home , we sat down to Cornish chicken with rice . He tried to enjoy the meal but seemed disturbed. Twice he got up and went outside, saying he thought he heard a noise. The third time he left, I went to the windows to see what he was doing. Looking out, I saw Doug standing about three feet from the rubbish bin, holding the lid up with a stick and looking into the container. When I came out of the house, he dropped the stick and explained that there was something alive in out rubbish bin . Picking up the stick again, he held the lid up enough for me to see. I felt cold. But I stepped closer and looked harder. Without doubt it was my work. The hot sun had caused the dough to double in size and the fermenting yeast (酵母)made the surface shake and sigh as though it were breathing. I had to admit what the 'living thing 'was and why it was there. I don't know who was more embarrassed(尴尬)by the whole thing Doug or me.
1. The writer's purpose in writing this story is ___________
A. to tell an interesting experience
B. to show the easiest way out of a difficulty
C. to describe the trouble facing a newly married woman
D. to explain the difficulty of learning to cook from books
2. Why did the woman's attempt at making the bread turn out to be unsuccessful?
A. The canned orange had gone bad.
B. She didn't use the right kind of flour.
C. The cookbook was hard to understand.
D. She did not follow the directions closely.
3.Why did the woman put the dough in the rubbish bin?
A. She didn't see the use of keeping it
B. She meant to joke with her husband.
C. She didn't want her husband to see it.
D. She hoped it would soon dry in the son.
4.What made the dough in the rubbish bin?
A. The rising and falling movement.
B. The strange-looking marks.
C. Its shape.
D. Its size.
5.When Doug went out the third time , the woman looked out of the window because she was ______________.
A. surprised at his being interested in the bin
B. afraid that he would discover her secret
C. unhappy that he didn't enjoy the meal
D. curious to know what disturbed him
In the doorway of my home, I looked closely at my 23-year-old son, Daniel. In a few hours he would be flying to France to a different life. It was a transitional（过渡的）time in Daniel's life. I wanted to him some words of significance. But nothing came from my lips, and this was not the time I had let such moments pass.
When Daniel was five, I took him to the bus stop on his first day of kindergarten. He asked, “What is it going to be like, Dad? Can I do it?” Then he walked the steps of the bus and disappeared inside. The bus drove away and I said nothing. A decade later, a similar played itself out. I drove him to college. As I started to leave, I tried to think of something to say to give him and confidence as he started this new stage of life. Again, words me.
Now, as I stood before him, I thought of those opportunities. How many times have I let such moments ? I don't find a quiet moment to tell him what they have to me. Or what he might to face in the years ahead. Maybe I thought it was not necessary to say anything.
What does it matter in the course of a lifetime if a father never tells a son what he really thinks of him? as I stood before Daniel, I knew that it did matter. My father and I loved each other. Yet, I always never hearing him put his into words. Now I could feel my palms sweat and my throat tighten. Why is it so to tell a son something from the heart?
My mouth turned dry, and I knew I would be able to get out only a few words clearly. “Daniel,” I said, “If I could have picked, I would have picked you.” That's all I could say. He hugged me. For a moment, the world , and there were just Daniel and me. He was saying something, but tears misted my eyes, and I couldn't understand what he was saying. All I was of was the stubble（短须）on his chin as his face pressed mine. What I had said to Daniel was . It was nothing. And yet, it was .
1.A. experience B. spend C. enjoy D. shape
2.A. show B. give C. leave D. instruct
3.A. last B. first C. very D. next
4.A. on B. into C. down D. up
5.A. sign B. scene C. scenery D. sight
6.A. interest B. instruction C. courage D. direction
7.A. failed B. discouraged C. struck D. troubled
8.A. future B. embarrassing C. obvious D. lost
9.A. last B. pass C. fly D. remain
10.A. counted B. meant C. valued D. eared
11.A. think B. want C. expect D. wish
12.A. But B. And C. Instead D. So
13.A. wondered B. regretted C. minded D. tried
14.A. views B. actions C. feelings D. attitudes
15.A. important B. essential C. hard D. complex
16.A. disappeared B. changed C. progressed D. advanced
17.A. sensitive B. convinced C. aware D. tired
18. A. by B. against C. on D. with
19. A. clumsy B. gentle C. clever D. moving
20. A. none B. all C. anything D. Everything
–Are you tired?
-- _______. I can’t walk on a step farther and I am dying for some water.
A. Not really B. Not a bit
C. Not at all D. Not a little.
---How was your trip to Sichuan?
---Wonderful! I’ve never had _____ one before.
A. a pleasant B. a more pleasant
C. most pleasant D. the most pleasant
The boy _______ in the bed ______to his friend that a cock ______an egg yesterday.
A．lay; lay; laid B．lying; lay; lied
C．lying; lied; laid D．lied; lying; lain
No doubt this project ______ the whole community.
A. balances B. drowns
C. benefits D. Gathers
