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1、专业英语四级-116及答案解析 (总分：99.98，做题时间：90分钟)二、Passage 1(总题数：1，分数：20.00)I grew up deprived of hugs. Neither of my parents was the cuddly type. Greetings involving kissing caused me to wince, and hugging generally just made me feel awkward. Then one hug changed all that. One month before my 40th birthday my d

2、ad had heart surgery. As he came round, days later, he grabbed me and hugged me so hard I had to push with all my might to keep my head from pressing down on his newly stitched torso. It was a hug to make up for all those we had never had. Days later as he slowly started to gain strength he told me

3、for the first time ever that he loved me, and through my tears I told him I loved him, too. I began planning how to bake him betterwith carrot cakes, victoria sponges, jelly and ice cream. My maternal streak kicked in and I fantasied about wheeling him through the park and feeding him home-made good

4、ies. Then he died. I felt cheated. All my life I had wondered whether my dad cared for me and loved meI doubted it. Just as I got proof that he did, he passed away. My parents split up when I was two years old and, while I had monthly contact with my dad, my bitter stepmother and my fathers old-fash

5、ioned stiff upper lip meant we never became close. In fact, I used to dread the visits to see him and count the hours until I could go home again. When I was very little the weekends at my fathers house felt cold and unfriendly. During my teens the trips to a hostile house became a dread on the hori

6、zon for weeks beforehand. Each stay culminated in an uncomfortable peck on the cheek from dad as he said goodbyea moment I cringed about for hours in advance. Losing a father whom you have no recollection of ever living with is difficult. Grieving is tricky; I didnt have any obvious close father-dau

7、ghter memories to cling to and think and cry over. Most of my memories were of stilted meetings and uncomfortable times together. But I desperately missed him being alive. As time moved on my grief and anger at his untimely death began to recede. I realized that his affirmation of me from his deathb

8、ed had filled a gaping hole of insecurity I had constantly carried around. To a child a hug says too many things. It tells you that the person hugging you loves you, cares for you. A hug also confirms that you are a lovable being. Months after dads death I realized with a jolt that his lack of hugs

9、said more about him than me. My father was not a demonstrative man and I was, therefore, perhaps, a lovable being.（分数：20.00）(1).The word wince in Paragraph One means _.（分数：4.00）A.withdrawB.shudderC.cryD.worry(2).We can infer from the passage that _.（分数：4.00）A.the father loved his daughter more than

10、the mother didB.the father wasnt good at expressing his inner feelingsC.the father regretted not having hugged his daughter earlierD.the fathers last wish was to tell his daughter he loved her(3).Which of the following statements about the author is INCORRECT?（分数：4.00）A.She was reluctant to go to vi

11、sit her fathers but she had to.B.She wasnt intimate with her father partly because of her stepmother.C.She was awkward when her father felt uneasy during her stay.D.She disliked having to meet with her stepmother and her children.(4).According to the passage, the authors background _.（分数：4.00）A.made

12、 her feel sad and depressedB.gave her a sense of insecurityC.enabled her to make great achievementsD.induced her to be far away from her father(5).In the end, the author seemed to gain _.（分数：4.00）A.understandingB.popularityC.confidenceD.recognition三、Passage 2(总题数：1，分数：20.00)On one of the shelves of

13、an old dresser, in company with old and dusty sauceboats, jugs, dishes and plates, and paid bills, rested a worn and ragged Bible, on whose front page was the record, in faded ink, of a baptism dated ninety-four years ago. Martha Crale was the name written on that yellow page. The yellow, wrinkled o

14、ld dame who moved slowly and muttered about the kitchen, looking like a dead autumn leaf which the winter winds still pushed here and there, had once been Martha Crale; for seventy odd years she had been Martha Mountjoy. For longer than anyone could remember she had paced to and fro between oven and

15、 washhouse and dairy, and out to chicken-run and garden, grumbling and muttering and scolding, but working unceasingly. Emma Ladbruk, of whose coming she took as little notice as she would of a bee wandering in at a window on a summers day, used at first to watch her with a kind of frightened curios

16、ity. She was so old and so much a part of the place, it was difficult to think of her exactly as a living thing. Old Shep, the white-nosed, stiff-limber shepherd dog, waiting for his time to die, seemed almost more human than the withered, dried-up old woman. He had been a noisy, excited puppy, mad

17、with the joy of life, when she was already a weak and tottering dame; now he was just a blind, breathing animal body, nothing more, and she still worked with frail energy, still swept and baked and washed, fetched and carried. If there were something in these wise old dogs that did not perish utterl

18、y with death, Emma used to think to herself, what generations of ghost-dogs there must be out on those hills, that Martha had reared and fed and tended and spoken a last goodbye word to in that old kitchen. And what memories she must have of human generations that had passed away in her time. It was

19、 difficult for anyone, let alone a stranger like Emma, to get her to talk of the days that had been; her shrill, quivering speech was of doors that had been left unfastened, pails that had got mislaid, calves whose feeding-time was overdue, and the various little faults that change a farmhouse routi

20、ne. Now and again, when election time came round, she would unstore her recollections of the old names round which the fight had waged in the days gone by. There had been a Palmerston, that had been a name down Tiverton way; Tiverton was not a far journey as the crow flies, but to Martha it was almo

21、st a foreign country. Later there had been Northcotes and Aclands, and many other newer names that she had forgotten; the names changed, but it was always Libruls and Tootles, Yellows and Blues. And they always quarrelled and shouted as to who was right and who was wrong. The one they quarrelled abo

22、ut most was a fine old gentleman with an angry faceshe had seen his picture on the walls. She had seen it on the floor too, with a rotten apple squashed over it, for the farm had changed its politics from time to time. Martha had never been on one side or the other, none of they had ever done the fa

23、rm a stroke of good. Such was her sweeping verdict, given with all a peasants distrust of the outside world.（分数：20.00）(1).It is true about Martha Crale EXCEPT that _.（分数：4.00）A.she was born more than ninety years agoB.she was married in her early twentiesC.she was called Martha Mountjoy before marri

24、ageD.she was always busy with her housework(2).When Emma Ladbruk came to visit, Martha Crale welcomed her with _.（分数：4.00）A.curiosityB.indifferenceC.criticismD.distaste(3).The description of Old Shep and the wise old dogs was intended to illustrate _.（分数：4.00）A.Emmas frightened curiosity about Marth

25、a CraleB.the mysterious life of Martha CraleC.Martha Crales frail but tough physical conditionD.Martha Crales closer relation with dog than with human(4).When Martha Crale began to talk, _.（分数：4.00）A.she liked to find fault with farmhouse routineB.people were annoyed by her voiceC.it would be quite

26、impossible to interrupt herD.she could always attract strangers(5).The old gentleman with an angry face was most probably _.（分数：4.00）A.a farm hand as common as MarthaB.a debater from a nearby villageC.an advocate of farm reformD.a candidate of an election四、Passage 3(总题数：1，分数：20.00)One August afterno

27、on, Peaches gave birth to 14 puppies. The kids were thrilled. But it crossed my mind once or twice that I had no idea how wed find good homes for so many adorable mutts. The father was a purebred golden retriever (寻回猎犬). And not until now had I wondered why Roberta, who gave Peaches to us, had named

28、 her in the plural. Peaches didnt resemble a peach, either. She was jet black with long retriever hair, an agreeable blend of many breeds. But she was indeed a peach, although once when her round pups were lined against her tummy, we affectionately called her Pea Pod, and that name pretty much stuck

29、. The kids and I had a blast with the pups, but as our cuddly friends grew, the cleanup job on the backyard lawn increased as well. I usually ended up with the chore after the kids had left for school in the morning, and after eight weeks the job was getting old. Besides, the time had come to start

30、to get them settled into permanent homes. So one weekend the kids and I piled into the van, puppies in the rear, playfully biting each others ears and tails, and we headed for the local humane society. But in northern California at that time, shelters were full of animals, and if they werent adopted

31、 quickly they were put to sleep. I tried stifling that bit of information, but it wouldnt stay submerged; I cried the whole way. When we arrived at the shelter, I dried my tears and smoothed my puffy eyes. I walked alone up to the counter and cheerfully announced I had 14 wonderful puppies for them.

32、 The woman, without looking up from her paperwork, roared, We dont take puppies. I cried all the way home, this time with tears of relief. So I placed an ad for free puppies in the newspaper. I dont think we got a single phone call. In the meantime, the kids and pups grew more inseparable. Only Happ

33、y and Callie, our two cats, were allowed to spend the nights inside, but from the giggling and the look of the blankets in the morning, some pups had been overlooked at bedtime. The gate on our backyard fence opened onto the elementary schools grass field. Every afternoon, scores of kids arrived to

34、play soccer. The children loved it when their games were over, for then I would open the floodgate, releasing 14 roly-poly, tail-wagging puppies for them to play with. Surely a parent wouldnt mind taking one or two home? The parents loved the pups, too; but their disciplined ability to decline our o

35、ffering amazed me. Certainly the divine plan could not have been for us to keep all 14 puppies, even if they had been given perfect names. I desperately searched the heavens for a solution. The odd idea came to put another ad in the paper, this time asking $10 for each puppy. It worked. Placing a va

36、lue on the mutts somehow had an effect. I made a deal with the kids: If they would prepare the puppy food and clean up the yard every day until all the puppies had homes, I would give them each, in turn, $10 for every pup sold. When he was about 11 weeks old, the last puppyBoots, with four white soc

37、kshad gone. It was a sad day; the yard was much too quiet. So Saturday morning I had the kids get their money jars out. They proudly carried their savings as I drove them to their favorite placethe toy store. The dog pound might have seemed easier. But I liked this ending much better.（分数：19.98）(1).A

38、s it is mentioned in the passage, Peaches _.（分数：3.33）A.was the name of a purebred golden retrieverB.included a group of new-born puppiesC.got her name for an unknown reasonD.was one of the two dogs the author had(2).By saying The kids and I had a blast with the pups, the author means that _.（分数：3.33

39、）A.the pups were a burden to the familyB.the pups kept the family occupiedC.the family quarreled over how to deal with the pupsD.the family was delighted with the birth of the pups(3).The author cried on the way home to the local humane society because _.（分数：3.33）A.she hated to have to send away the

40、 dogsB.the dogs might end up being killed in the sheltersC.the shelters might refuse to take the dogsD.the new owners might maltreat the dogs(4).What happened when some pups were overlooked at bedtime?（分数：3.33）A.They would spend the night in the house.B.They would be separated from the kids.C.They w

41、ould fight, with the two cats.D.They would mess up the blankets.(5).How many times had the author failed before she was able to send away all the pups?（分数：3.33）A.Once.B.Twice.C.Three times.D.Four times.(6).The author rewarded the kids with money because _.（分数：3.33）A.they thought out the best ideaB.t

42、hey helped look after the pupsC.the pups were their inseparable friendsD.the money equaled the value of each pup五、Passage 4(总题数：1，分数：20.00)Mother Rigby could do anything. She was a witch, a woman with strange powers. She could make water run uphill, or change a beautiful woman into a white horse. Ma

43、ny nights when the moon was full and bright, she could be seen flying over the tops of the houses in the village, sitting on a long wooden stick. It is a broomstick, and it helped her to do all sorts of strange tricks. Mother Rigby ate a quick breakfast and then started to work on her broomstick. Sh

44、e was planning to make something that would look like a man. It would fill the birds with fear, and scare them from eating her corn, the way most farmers protect themselves from those black, pesky birds. Mother Rigby worked quickly. She held her magic broomstick straight, and then tied another piece

45、 of wood across it. And already, it began to look like a man with arms. Then she made the head. She put a pumpkin, a vegetable the size of a football, on top of the broomstick. She made two small holes in the pumpkin for eyes, and made another cut lower down that looked just like a mouth. At last, t

46、here he was. He seemed ready to go to work for Mother Rigby and stop those old birds from eating her corn. But, Mother Rigby was not happy with what she made. She wanted to make her scarecrow look better and better, for she was a good worker. She made a purple coat and put it around her scarecrow, a

47、nd dressed it in white silk stockings. She covered him with false hair and an old hat. And in that hat, she stuck the feather of a bird. She examined him closely, and decided she liked him much better now, dressed up in a beautiful coat, with a fine feather on top of his hat. And, she named him Feat

48、hertop. She looked at Feathertop and laughed with happiness. He is a beauty, she thought. Now what? she thought, feeling troubled again. She felt that Feathertop looked too good to be a scarecrow. He can do something better, she thought, than just stand near the corn all summer and scare the crows. And she decided on another plan for Feathertop. She took the pipe of tobacco she was smoking and put it into the mouth of Feathertop. Puff, darling, puff, she said to Feathertop.