One day I visited an art museum while waiting for my husband to finish a business meeting. I was expecting a quiet    of the splendid artwork.
A young    viewing the paintings ahead of me    nonstop between themselves. I watched them a moment and decided the lady was doing all the talking. I admired the man's    for putting up with her    stream of words.      by their noise, I moved on.
I met them several times as I moved    the various rooms of art. Each time I heard her continuous flow of words, I moved away     .
I was standing at the counter of the museum gift shop making a    when the couple approached the       .Before they left, the man    into his pocket and pulled out a white object. He    it into a long stick and then    his way into the coatroom to get his wife's jacket.
“He's a     man.” the clerk at the counter said. “Most of us would give up if we were blinded at such a young age. During his recovery, he made a promise his life wouldn't change. So, as before, he and his wife come in    there is a new art show.”
“But what does he get out of the art?” I asked. “He can't see.”
“Can't see! You're    . He sees a lot. More than you and I do,” the clerk said. “His wife   each painting so he can see it in his head.”
I learned something about patience,      and love that day. I saw the patience of a young wife describing paintings to a person without    and the courage of a husband who would not    blindness to change his life. And I saw the love shared by two people as I watched this couple walk away, their arms intertwined.

請(qǐng)認(rèn)真閱讀下面短文，從短文后各題所給的A、B、C、D四個(gè)選項(xiàng)中，選出最佳選項(xiàng)，并在答題卡上將該項(xiàng)涂黑。
On a Friday      , a poor young artist stood at the gate of the subway station, playing his violin.The music was        , and many people        and put some money into the        of the young man.
The next night, the young artist took out a large piece of        and laid it on the ground. Then he began        . The music sounded more pleasant. Some people gathered and they found the         on that paper. “Last night, a gentleman put a(n) 
       thing into my hat. Please come to get it back.” When the people saw that, they felt very curious and began to         what it could be. After about half an hour, a man         there in a hurry and said, “It can’t be true！You ...you ...”
The young violinist asked, “Did you         something?”
“Lottery (彩票).”the man answered        .
The violinist took out a lottery ticket. “Is it？”he asked.
The man was too         to say a word ...George Sang         a lottery ticket a few days ago. The awards(獎(jiǎng))opened yesterday and he won $500,000. So lucky and excited did he feel that he         50 dollars and put it in the hat when hearing the music. However, the lottery ticket was also thrown into the hat without being noticed. The violinist found the lottery ticket. Thinking that the owner would        to look for it, he came back to where he was given the lottery ticket.
Someone asked the violinist         he returned the lottery ticket to the man. He said, “         I don’t have much        , I live happily; but if I lose         I won’t be happy forever.”

Carly Zalenski’s eyes were filled with tears as the dusty bus ran down a dirt road in southern Vietnam. She and her parents had travelled to Ho Chi Minh City by plane from Canton, Ohio of the USA. As they became     to the village, hundreds of cheering      stood in lines at the     to the Hoa Lac School, a two-story building that Carly had     money for.
Carly started helping      when she was eight. She often walked about to send Thanksgiving baskets at church to families in need. When she saw one girl      very little in a snowy day and others didn’t have warm    , she went door-to-door asking for      coats, hats, gloves, and scarves, then handed them    to the poor families with the baskets.
However, Carly wanted to do    more—she wanted to “change these children’s     with her efforts”. She remembered that her grandmother’s Rotary club had collected money to build a     in Vietnam a few years ago. She wanted to build a school,     .
She put together a short show on the people and culture of Vietnam to his audience.    her new braces(腳支架) made it      to make the speech, she was full of enthusiasm, “I want to give them a place to    their lives better.”
That summer, Carly    with her family across Ohio, visiting three or four Rotary clubs a week. “We travelled like     people to all these meetings,” said her mother. In two years, Carly had raised $50,000. At the donation   in Hoa Lac, the school principal was deeply   by the little girl. “How wonderful it is,” he said, “that a girl at her age wants to do something for kids so far away.”

When a rather dirty, poorly dressed person kneels at your feet and puts out his hands to beg      a few coins, do you hurry on, not    what to do, or do you feel sad and hurriedly    some money? What should our attitude   beggars be? There can be no question that the world is full of terribly sad stories. It   be terrible to have no idea where our next meal is going to come from. It seems      not to give some money to beggars.
   , most of the world's great religions order us to be open-hearted and    what we have with those less lucky than ourselves. But has the world changed? Maybe what was morally right in the old days,     one knew exactly who in the village had suffered misfortune and needed help, is no longer the best idea. Quite a few people will not give to beggars. Let us look at their    .
First, some believe that many city beggars dress up    to look pitiable and actually make a good   from begging. Giving to beggars only encourages this sort of evil.
    , there is the worry that the money you give will be spent on beer, wine or drugs.
Thirdly, there is the opinion    there is no real excuse for begging. One might be poor, but that is no reason for losing one's sense of    and self-dependence.
There is an opinion that the problem should be handled by the government    ordinary people. Some people think beggars should go to the local government department and     help.
It is hard to come to any final conclusion: there are various    and we must    them differently. A few coins can save a life in some situations, and even if the money is wasted, that does not take away the moral goodness of the    .

Half a year before graduation from college, my son began to seek a job.         the financial crisis, fewer companies would like to         new staff. My son targeted a company that was        to hire only one person        there were more than twenty people filling their resumes.
After the interview, there would only be 3 who could enter the final round, which would later      one person to be employed. Everything seemed to go quite        and my son passed the first round and entered the final round in a week.
On the day of the final interview, my son and other two         arrived at the interview place on time,           the test. Unexpectedly, the interview was unbelievably        . The interviewer only said to them,
“All of you are very super. Please go home and wait for our       . We will tell you the        in 3 days. Good luck to all of you!” On the morning of the third day, my son received a text from the company shortly after breakfast that he was not employed. We all felt very        .
In nightfall that day, my son suddenly told me         on the phone, “Dad, I have been employed!” Greatly surprised, I could not wait to ask him, “What’s the whole        ?” My son told me that he received another text saying that he was employed. Actually the first text sent to my son was also         of the test in the interview. Three men received the same text this morning and only my son’s         was “Thank you” while the others said “Goodbye”.
Only then did I know that my son’s “hope”       in that way. That is, when you feel disappointed, do not         to say “thank you” to the one who disappoints you. Saying “thank you” shows respect for others’ work and shows your grand        . Therefore, while under the same condition, you will get the upper hand in terms of         compared with others!

Recently，I flew to Las Vegas to attend a meeting. As we were about to arrive，the pilot announced with apology that there would be a slight     before setting down. High desert winds had       the airport to close all but one runway. He said that we would be        the city for a few minutes waiting to      . We were also told to remain in our seats meanwhile（同時(shí)） with our seat belts fastened     there might be a few bumps(顛簸)．Well，that few minutes turned into about four—five minutes，including a ride that would make a roller coaster(過(guò)山車(chē))    by comparison（比較起來(lái)）.
The movement was so fierce(猛烈的) that several passengers felt     and had to use airsickness（暈機(jī)） bags. As you might guess，that’s not good thing to have happen in a(n)      space because it only     to increase the discomfort of the situation.
About twenty minutes into the adventure，the entire airplane became very  .
There was now a sense of anxiety and fear that could be    noticed．Every passenger simply held on for dear life …except one. A    was having a good time! With each bump of the__ ___he would let out a giggle(咯咯的笑)of delight. As I observed this，I       that he didn’t know he was supposed to be afraid and worried about his      .He neither thought about the past nor about the future .Those are what we grown—ups have learned from     .He was    the ride  because had not yet been taught to fear it. Having understood this，I took a deep breath and         back into my seat，pretending（假裝） I was       on a roller coaster. I smiled for the rest of the flight. I even      to giggle once or twice ,much to the chagrin(懊惱)of the man sitting next to me holding the airsickness bag.

The following story took place long ago in Israel．One day when government officials were rebuilding barn(糧倉(cāng))，they found a mouse hole in a corner and used      to force the mice inside the hole to come out．A while later they indeed saw mice running out，one after another．
Then，everyone thought that all the mice had       ．But just as they were about to clean up，they saw two mice squeezing out at the     of the hole．After some      the mice finally got out．      ，they did not run away immediately．Instead，one chased after the other．It seemed that one was trying to        the tail of the other．
Everyone was     ，so they stepped closer to take a look．They       that one of the mice was blind，and the other one was trying to      the blind mouse to bite on his tail so he could       the blind one with him to escape．
After      what happened，everyone was lost in thought．One serious Rome official said："I think the relationship between those two mice was that of emperor and      ．" The others thought for a while and said：“That was why！”
A smart Israeli said："I think the relationship was husband and wife．"Again the others thought for a while，and all felt it made     ；so they agreed．Therefore，the Israeli’s expression showed       ．
A Chinese，who was accustomed to the firm tradition of       to parents，said："I think their relationship was that of mother and       ．"Once again the others thought for a while，and felt this was more reasonable．So they agreed yet another time．Therefore，the face of the Chinese     professional modesty．
At that moment，one pure­minded Samaritan looked at other people，and asked："Why did those two mice have to have a certain relationship？"
Suddenly，the atmosphere     ．The group looked back at the Samaritan and remained speechless．The Rome official，the Israeli and the Chinese who had spoken earlier all lowered their heads in      ．
In fact，the true love is not       on benefit，friendship and loyalty or blood relationship．Instead，it is based on no relationship．

閱讀下面短文，掌握其大意，從每題所給的A、B、C、D四個(gè)選項(xiàng)中，選出最佳選項(xiàng)，并在答題卡上將該項(xiàng)涂黑。
Bai Bingju was dressed up in front of a small mirror to prepare for the next play. In 15 minutes, she would        on the stage (舞臺(tái)) for her favorite role. Now she was well ready for the performance. She was        that her team could be a        competitor at the 6th Animation (動(dòng)漫) Festival of Yunnan.
Bai’s team        more than a thousand times before arriving at Kunming. “We as well as other competitors will face bitter competition,” says Bai, who once won a third        in the competition. “But the point of costume play is not all about winning but having fun.”
About two years ago, Bai first        something called costume play (古裝表演) and the curiosity (好奇心)        her to see how the competitors got the colorful costumes and played their favorite        in some well-known plays. In her childhood, Bai was        in painting and dancing, which helped her new hobby.
Bai’s story was about        social conception (觀念) has changed on costume play. It has become so        in many cities that more than 3,000 players from all over the country competed        the championship (冠軍). The young people can        more time on their own interest with enough money from their parents.
The interesting costumes showed the exciting side,        there were difficulties behind it that others couldn’t feel.
Bai’s mother Li Yao says she could        accept the new fashion of dressing in the beginning. “It was really        to my husband and me.” Li says. “But        we let her try it because we didn’t want her to be too       .”
At Bai’s school, costume play was once not        for students because it was regarded as a huge distraction (分散精力) from classes and tests, which are the first for most Chinese parents and students. Therefore, Bai and her        must practice during the weekend. “If you are interested in something, you must spend your spare time,” she says.

When I was 8, a gentleman came to my orphanage（孤兒院）and taught us how to do woodworking projects.
I remember my first project—a small table. I was so      of it that I looked upon it as if I had created a(an)       . It was absolutely beautiful and it had taken me six weeks to       it. I could hardly wait to give it to Mother Winters as a         . She was the head mistress of our orphanage, who was always       with us.
As the tables were not dry from the clear coating, the man told us to wait a few days before taking them to our dormitories. But I was just so       and happy that I couldn’t wait. I dashed out like a        , carrying my table, smiling from ear to ear.
When I reached the dormitory I placed the little table beside my bed. I was         it when Mother Winters entered. She walked over to the table. Running her hand         it, she noticed that it was still wet.
“Were you          to bring this home?” she asked.
“No, ma’am,” I         with my head down.
She ordered me to throw the table out and so I did. After she left, I immediately opened the door to get it back. There was         stuck all over. I brushed and cried, but it would not come off.
I hid the table in my closet and never         it. A year later while cleaning up, I gave the table to Mother Henderson, my houseparent（宿管員）, thinking that she would         it away.
Thirty years later at a reunion, I         that Mother Henderson was living nearby, so I drove up to see her. We talked cheerfully for long. As I was about to leave, she asked me to come down to her         to get something important. I followed her         into a dark corner. She picked something up.         she turned around, I could see that she was holding a little table.
Mother Henderson kept the little table that I had given up for lost so long ago.
Today, I look at that table with bittersweet memories but full of         to Mother Henderson, who kept it for a young orphan who tried very hard to        .

It was 20 years ago. I was driving home with my 4-year-old son. Traffic was light. I was singing quietly along       the song playing on the radio. I    at the intersection(交叉路口) and looked both ways. The road was      . I slowly started to make a right turn when suddenly a car rounded the curve at high speed and came      at me. I stomped (猛踩) on the brakes of my car killing the engine in the process. The speeder zoomed (疾馳) past my dead car     me by inches without even slowing down.
     I knew it, a stream of rude words was flying from my lips,      after the car and its driver. I then saw my son who was staring up at me     . With a red face and a(an)      smile I started the car, pulled back onto the road, and headed home.
Later that evening I was reading a book when I heard certain     words coming from my son’s bedroom. He was replaying the       over and over in his mind. Too          I realized the       of those words that had flown from my lips in that moment of    . It took a lot of talks about good language and bad language with my son to undo (消除)the      of that incident.
That     , however, did teach me just how strong words      be. It helped me to decide to stop swearing (咒罵) in my own life and to start using words uplifting and inspire instead. I slowly realized that language is a      from God and should be used to make our world better but not worse. I learned      that a few loving words can help a hurting heart, strengthen a       spirit, and lighten a heavy load. I pray then that all of your words today are full of love, joy, happiness, and light.