话题7 人际交往
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Ⅰ.[2019·顺义一模] 完形填空
My Partners in Art
No one sat next to Leon. That’s why when I shot into the classroom just before the bell, the only 1 left was beside him.
Ms. Priestley said, “Sit down, Nimmy.”
I don’t think Ms. Priestley likes me. I am terrible in art.
“Today we’re going to draw a fantasy picture,” Ms. Priestley said.
“This will be 2 !” Leon said.
That’s why no one liked to sit by Leon. He was too excited.
I drew wild zigzags and two lines across the page.
“What are you drawing?” Leon asked.
I sighed (叹息). “Mountains and a river.”
“That’s not fantasy. Why not make it a dragon instead?”
I looked 3 at him.
“The mountains could be the scales (鳞片) along its back, and the river could be a long tail,” Leon smiled hopefully.
To my surprise, I could 4 the dragon take shape. And I started drawing the body.
Ms. Priestley was moving around the classroom. “That’s a very nice 5 , Nimmy.” Ms. Priestley’s voice made me jump.
I smiled shyly, because it wasn’t totally my idea. “It was Leon’s,” I said.
Ms. Priestley’s smile grew wider. “Excellent, Leon. We must always be willing to share our ideas.” Then Ms. Priestley continued, “Nimmy, why don’t you 6 Leon some advice?”
On Leon’s paper was a space farm. “It’s nice,” I offered.
“And…” Ms. Priestley said encouragingly.
“Maybe…maybe you could add… some levels. Each level for something different,” I added.
Leon 7 happily.
“See, it’s not so hard,” Ms. Priestley said, and walked on. I breathed. Maybe I could be OK in art.
“We should be partners in art,” Leon said. “We give each other good ideas.” I like that. I 8 my name on his picture and Leon signed on mine.
I smiled and said, “Now we’re partners in art.”
( )1.A.gift B.picture C.seat D.pencil
( )2.A.successful B.interesting C.difficult D.impossible
( )3.A.angrily B.happily C.shyly D.helplessly
( )4.A.tell B.add C.make D.see
( )5.A.idea B.chance C.plan D.advice
( )6.A.share B.invite C.offer D.find
( )7.A.laughed B.nodded C.checked D.marked
( )8.A.drew B.found C.spelled D.penned
Ⅱ.[2018·门头沟期末] 阅读理解
For years I went to school by bus,so I met many“familiar (熟悉的)” strangers.We took the same bus but didn’t know each other’s names.I used to think it was impossible for us to be true friends.How wrong I was!Smiles from the“nameless”people have changed my thoughts.
The first time on the bus, I saw different faces. We met, greeted and cold faces turned into smiling faces.As days went on, we chatted like old friends.
But I felt it a pity that I was unable to set up the same friendship with a silent girl on the bus.Her old clothing suggested that she didn’t have much money,but she always took a cup of water for the driver.I guessed she was a kind girl.But why did she sit in silence instead of talking with us? Couldn’t she smile?
Then, one evening, I got the answer.I walked to the park nearby and found the girl sitting alone under a tree,lonely and sad.I greeted her with the same warm smile that I had shown to her all these months,but this time her face turned red with a shy smile. As soon as she began her first words, I understood why she hadn’t spoken to us before.Talking was hard for her.
