閱讀下面短文，從短文后各題的A、B、C、D四個(gè)選項(xiàng)中，選出適合填入對(duì)應(yīng)空白處的最佳選項(xiàng)，并在答題卡上將該選項(xiàng)涂黑。
After the earthquake hit northeast Japan on March 11, 2011，many touching stories that I saw with my own eyes happened around me.
I had to walk home since all the        had stopped after the quake.On my way home I ____ an old Japanese lady at the bakery shop who was giving out free bread，which made my heart         . A middle­aged Japanese man was holding a sign that read，“Please use our __ __.” He was         his house for people to go to the restroom.
My friend wanted to         others.He stood in the cold with a sign “If you are okay with a motorcycle，I will        you to your house.” And then I saw him take one gentleman home, all the way to a faraway place!
Then next day I drove to      my car with gas.There is a lack of __ __ now and many gasoline stations are either closed or have very __ __ lines. I got __ __，since I was behind 15 cars. Finally，when it was my __ __，the man smiled and said，“__ __ this situation，we are only giving $30 worth gas per person.Is that alright？”“__ __. I'm just glad that we are all able to __ __，” I said.His smile gave me so much comfort.
I saw a man at the evacuation(疏散)center __ __ when people brought food to him.It was the first time in three days that food was brought to their center. However，after he wiped the tears，his next __ __ surprised me.“I am very __ __ that we are provided with food.But people in the city next to us haven't __ __ any food at all.Please go to that center as well.” And when hearing that，I realized there is a bright future on the other side of this __ __.

I arrived at my mother's home for our Monday family dinner. The smells of food      over from the kitchen. Mother was pulling out quilt (被子) after quilt from the boxes,     showing their beauties. She was        for a quilt show at the Wooden Church. When we began to fold and put them        into the boxes, my attention was        by something at the bottom of one box. I        it out. “What is it?” I asked.
“Oh?” Mom said, “that's Mama's quilt.”
I        the quilt. It looked        a group of school children had        it together: irregular designs, childish pictures, a crooked        on the right.
“Grandmother made this?” I said,       . My grandmother was a        at making quilts. This didn't certainly look like any of the quilts she had made.
“Yes, right before she died. I brought it home last year and made some       ,” she said. “I’m still working on it. See, this is        I’ve done so far.”
I looked at it more closely. She had made straight a crooked line. At the center of the quilt, she had stitched a piece of cloth        those words: “My mother made many quilts. She didn't get all line       . But I think this is beautiful. I want to see it finished. Her last quilt.”
“Oh, this is so nice, mom,” I said. It        to me that by completing my grandmother’s quilt, my mother was        her own mother. I realized I held in my hands a family       . It started with the loving hands of one woman, and continued with the loving hands of another,        two generations.

從A、B、C、D四個(gè)選項(xiàng)中，選出可以填入空白處的最佳選項(xiàng)，并在答題卡上將該項(xiàng)涂黑。
It was one of the hottest days of the dry season. We had not seen        in almost a month. Every day , my husband would        the process of trying to get water to the fields.        we saw some rain soon, we would lose everything.
On this day I learned the true lesson of        and witnessed the only        I had ever seen . I was in the kitchen when I saw my son, Billy,        toward the woods. He was walking with effort, trying to be as        as possible . Minutes after he        into the woods, he came running back . I went back to make sandwiches ,        that whatever he had been doing was completed. Moments later,        , he was once again walking slowly toward the woods. This activity went on for an hour .        I couldn’t help following him and saw the most amazing        .
Several large deer stood in front of him. Billy walked right up to them . I almost        for him to get away . A huge deer was        close .        the deer didn’t even move as Billy knelt down. I saw a tiny deer lying on the ground , obviously suffering from        , lift its head to lap up the water cupped in Billy’s hands. When the water was        , Billy ran back to get more . It then became        to me.
I stood on the edge of the woods, watching the        boy working so hard to save another life. As my tears began to hit the ground, they were suddenly joined by other drops. It was as if the God himself was        with pride. The rain that day saved our farm just like the actions of one little boy who saved another.

That cold January night, I was growing sick of my life in San Francisco. There I was, walking home at one in the morning after a tiring    at the theatre. With opening night only a week away, I was    learning my lines. I was having trouble    my part-time job at the bank and my acting at night at the same time. As I walked, I thought seriously    giving up both acting and San Francisco.    had become too much for me.
As I walked down    streets under tall buildings, I felt very    and cold. I began running, both to keep warm and to keep away from any possible robbers. Very few people were still out except a few sad-looking homeless people under blankets.
About a block from my apartment, I heard a sound behind me. I turned   , half expecting to see someone with a knife or a gun. The street was empty.    I saw was a shining streetlight.   , the noise had made me nervous, so I started to run fast. Not until I reached my apartment building and unlocked the door did I realize what the noise had been. It had been my wallet falling to the sidewalk.
  I wasn’t cold or tired anymore. I ran out of the door and back to    I’d heard the noise.    I searched the sidewalk anxiously for fifteen minutes, my wallet was nowhere to be found.
Just as I was about    the search, I heard the garbage truck pull up to the sidewalk next to me. When a voice    from the inside. “Alisa Camacho?” I thought I was dreaming. How could this man know my name? The door opened, and out jumped a small red-haired man with an     look in his eyes. “Is this what you’re looking for?” he asked,    a small square shape.
It was nearly 3 a. m. by the time I got into bed. I    get much sleep that night, but I had gotten my wallet back. I    had gotten back some enjoyment of city life. I realized that the city couldn’t be a bad place    people were willing to help each other.

閱讀下面短文，從短文后各題所給的四個(gè)選項(xiàng)中，選出可以填入空白處的最佳選項(xiàng)。
Once upon a time, there was a bird made of stone. She was beautiful and magic. She lived near the entrance to a beautiful      between two mountains. The bird was so      that she had to walk on the ground instead of      in the sky.
Though she couldn’t fly, she      looking up at the trees every day. She      one day being able to fly and see the      forest from up high.      , that dream was gone after a great fire.
When the fire was      put out, all that was left of the trees were stumps（樹(shù)樁）.      plants and animals that had live there were gone. The stone bird was the only one that didn’t      in the fire. When she saw what had      to the trees, she felt very sad. Looking at the burnt trees, she couldn’t      crying. She cried for hours and days. She cried with such a feeling that her      were wearing away her stone     . Finally all her body was worn away and the bird had      some water.
But when the      came out, the water rose into the sky and became a happy little cloud which could fly over the trees and see everything     .
Since then, the little cloud has traveled all over the world. She enjoyed the      of all the forests and beautiful countryside. She never      what had burnt the trees, so she was very careful to pour her rain down on any tree she saw     . She saved a lot of trees.

One March evening I together with my friends was on a bus. The driver didn't       to start the bus soon because it was not yet    .A mid-aged woman got on. Tired and sad, she told her story     , not to anyone particular. On her way to the station, half of her      was stolen. The other half was hidden under her blouse, so she     still had some left. A few minutes later, she stopped crying, but still looked     .
When all the seats were taken, the driver started the engine. The conductor began to collect the fares. When she came to an old man in worn-out clothes, he    that he had spent all his money he accidentally got on a wrong bus and now was trying to go home. On hearing this, she ordered the old man to    the bus. The old man was almost in tears as he     her to let him take the bus home. The driver took the conductor's side and repeated the conductor's      .
The woman was watching the incident.      the driver and the conductor raised their voices at the old man, she shouted.
“Stop      him! Can't you see he's only trying to get home”
“He doesn't have any money!” the driver      .
“Well, that's no      to throw him off the bus.” She insisted.
Then she reached inside her blouse, took out her       money, and handed it to the conductor. “Here's his fare and mine. Just stop giving him a      time.
All heads turned to the woman. “ It's only money,” she shrugged.
She rode the rest of her way home       a happy smile, with the money she'd lost earlier   .
On the road of life, the help of strangers can     our roads and lift our spirits. How much sweeter the      will be when we make it a little smoother for others!

I grew up poor－living with my wonderful mother. We had little money, but plenty of love and attention. I was          and energetic. I understood that no matter how poor a person was, he could still          to have a dream.
My dream was          . By the time I was sixteen, I had started playing baseball. I could throw a ninety-mile-per-hour fastball and       anything that moved on the football field. I was also          : My high school coach was John, who not only believed in me, but also taught me      to believe in myself.  He       me the difference between having a dream and remaining true to that dream. One particular _    with Coach John changed my life forever.
A friend recommended me for a summer job. This meant a chance for money in my pocket-money for a new bike, new clothes and the       of savings for a house for my mother. Then I realized I would have to       up summer baseball to handle the work schedule, and that meant I would have to tell John I wouldn’t be playing.
When I told John, he was as         as I expected him to be. “You have your whole life to work,” He said. “Your        days are limited. You can’t afford to waste them.” I stood before him with my head         , trying to think of the       to explain to him why my dream of buying my mom a house and having money in my pocket was worth facing his      in me.
“How much are you going to make at this job?” He asked. “3.5 dollars an hour,” I replied.
“Well,” he asked, “is $3.5 an hour the price of a dream?”
That simple question made       for me the difference between        something right now and having a          . I devoted myself to sports that summer and          the year I was chosen by the Pittsburgh Pirates to play baseball, and was           a $20,000 contract. My baseball scholarship got me through university and in 1984 I signed with Denver Broncos for $1.7 million and bought my mother the house of her dreams.

Last week after a long day of traveling, I found myself delayed at a bus station. The bus was running two hours late! I was a little ____ and had to wait there reading a book. Just then a woman _____ and asked me if I had any spare change to help her ____ a bus ticket.
“Oh, sure,” I said.
With the words, I reached into my bag for some _____. As I handed her five dollars I _____her stomach rumble (發(fā)出轆轆聲) and I knew she was very ______.
I then reached back into my _____ and brought out a Danish pastry (酥皮糕點(diǎn)) I had bought earlier and _____it to her with a smile.
She took the pastry and gave me a bus ticket to Milwaukee to show her _____. I don’t live in Milwaukee and the ticket will probably ____ be used, but I took it. A look of ____ spread over her face. Then she went to get her ____ and I went back to my ____.
She came back a few ____ later, apologized, and told me there were five dollars ____. I gave her the money and slipped(悄悄地塞) a twenty ____. She thanked me and went back to the counter. ____ I went back to my book.
Five minutes later she came back again and ____ to return my twenty. ____ I said it was for her so she could get something else to eat and that I wasn’t taking it back, she _____crying and hugged me.
From then on, I always help others in trouble, because I believe I am really making a difference to them!

On August 26, 1999, New York City experienced a torrential downpour. The rain caused the streets to ____ and the subway system almost came to a stop.
Unfortunately, this happened during the morning rush hour. Many people who were going to work were ____ to go home. Some battled to ____ a taxi or to get on a bus. Still others faced the ____ bravely, walking miles to get to work.
I ____ to be one of the people on the way to work that morning. I went from subway line to subway line only to find that most ____ had stopped. After making my way ____ crowds of people, I finally found a subway line that was ____. Unfortunately, there were so many people waiting to ____ the subway that I could not even get down the stairs to the ____. So I took the train going in the opposite direction, and then switch back to the downtown train. Finally, after what seemed like a forever, the train ____ my stop. Then I had to walk several blocks in the increasingly heavy rain. When I finally got to my office, I was ____ through, exhausted and ____.
My co-workers and I spent most of the day drying off. When it was 5:00 pm，I was ready to go home. I was about to turn off my computer ____ I received an email from Garth, my Director:
I would like to thank all of you who made the effort and __ __ reported to work. It is always reassuring(令人欣慰), at times like these, when employees so clearly show their ____ to their jobs. Thank you.
Garth’s email was short, but I learned more from that ____ message than I ever did from a textbook. The email taught me that a few words of ____ can make a big difference. The rainstorm and the traffic ____ had made me tired and upset. But Garth’s words immediately____ me and put a smile back on my face.

I’d been 16 for six days and was already prepared to deal with failure.
I remember that, when my mum          me that morning, her voice wasn’t as screaming as it usually was. She had been          for more than one hour getting everything ready, and I could feel she was         me at the same time.
I stayed in bed for a few minutes. I was          to leave its warmth and          to face the suffering that I’d rather let myself forget for the past months. Finally, I dragged myself         .
The first thing I thought of after getting up was to         . I went to the kitchen and prepared a breakfast that was fairly         , but was still too big for my appetite that day. I kept telling myself that I          eat. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, and this wasn’t a(n)          day. Besides maybe it would          me a little. But I doubted it. I left the kitchen because even the          made me feel sick.
I finished getting ready and tried to settle down. It didn’t         , so I decided that my mum and I should go. We had          time, so I thought we could practise parking. I        , with the wheel hitting the pavement. After that, the little bit of confidence I had was         . I tried two more times, but did not improve much. Then we went towards the driving          site.
I waited twenty minutes---just enough time to make myself believe that I was going to fail. Then, finally, it was my         . I wasn’t sure of myself at all. I just wanted to get it over and make sure that I had to come back next Thursday.
The first thing I had to do was parking, which I did quite well. The         that came with it hit me like a wave. The rest of the test went well and I passed it.
The          of my mum made her face softer. I knew her worry was gone and she was happy for me.