湖南省怀化市重点中学2021-2022学年高一上学期入学考试...

—It's really beautiful. But I don't think their school is as big as________.

—Oh, I forgot to________.

—Twice a week.

—Thank you, but I ________it already.

—________ two weeks' time, ________15th July.

—About two weeks ago.

—I'm afraid ________ day is possible.

—It ________belong to Adam. Look! His bag is on it.

—I'm afraid that we have no     but to take a taxi.

—Jack says I am pretty.            has ever told me that before.

—Yes, it's     . My sister sent it to me.

—Yes. I can work it out     .

—Yes, it is. We can protect ourselves if we do so.

—I'd like________ but I am too busy.

 —________. Please do it now.

—________.

There was a woman in Detroit, who had two sons. She was worried about them, especially the younger one, Ben, 1 he was not doing well in school. Boys in his class made jokes about him because he seemed so 2.

The mother 3 that she would, herself, have to get her sons to do better in school. She told them to go to the Detroit Public Library to read a 4 a week and do a report about it for her.

One day, in Ben's 5, the teacher held up a rock and asked if anyone knew it. Ben put up his hand and the teacher let him 6. "Why did Ben raise his hand?" they wondered. "He 7 said anything. What could he possibly want to say?"

Well, Ben not only 8 the rock: he said a lot about it. He named other rocks in its group and even knew 9 the teacher had found it. The teacher and the students were 10. Ben had learned all this from doing one of his book 11.

Ben later went on to the 12 of his class. When he finished high school, he went to Yale University and at last became one of the best doctors in the United States.

After Ben had grown up, he 13 something about his mother that he did not knows as a 14.

She, herself, had never learned how to 15.

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"Depend on yourself" is what nature says to every man. Parents can help you. Teachers can help you. But all these only help you to help yourself.

There have been many great men in history. But many of them were very poor when they were young, and had no uncles, aunts or friends to help them. Schools were few and not very good.

They could not depend upon them for education. They saw how it was, and set to work with all their strength to know something. They worked their own way till they became well-known. One of the most famous teachers in England used to tell his pupils. "I cannot make worthy men of you, but I can help make men of yourselves. "

Some young men do not try their best to make themselves valuable to society. They can never gain achievements unless they see their weak points and keep improving themselves. They are nothing now and will be nothing as long as they live, unless they accept the advice of their parents and teachers, and depend on their own efforts.

When I was six, Dad brought home a dog one day, who was called "Brownie". My brothers and I all loved Brownie and did different things with her. One of us would walk her, another would feed her, then there were baths, playing catch and many other games, Brownie, in return, loved each and every one of us. One thing that most touched my heart was that she would go to whoever was sick and just be with them we always felt better when she was around.

One day, as I was getting her food, she chewed up(咬破)one of Dad's shoes, which had to be thrown away in the end. I knew Dad would be mad and I had to let her know what she did was wrong. When I looked at her and said, "Bad girl, " she looked down at the ground and then went and hid. I saw a tear in her eyes.

Brownie turned out to be more than just our family pet, she went everywhere with us . People would stop and ask if they could pet her. Of course she'd let anyone pet her. She was just the most lovable dog. There were many times when we'd be out walking and a small child would come over and pull her hair. she never barked(吠) or tried to get away. Funny thing is she would smile. This frightened people because they thought she was showing her teeth. Far from the truth, she loved everyone.

Now many years have passed since Brownie died of old age. I still miss days when she was with us.

It was a Sunday morning, and I was in a terrible mood. Two of my friends had gone to the movies the night before and hadn't invited me. I was in my room thinking of ways to make them sorry when my father came in. "Want to go for a ride, today, Beck? It's a beautiful day. "

"No! Leave me alone!" Those were the last words I said to him that morning.

My friends called and invited me to go to the mall with them a few hours later. I forgot to be mad at them and went. I came home to find a note on the table. My mother put it where I would be sure to see it. "Dad has had an accident. Please meet us at Highland Park Hospital".

When I reached the hospital, my mother came out and told me my father's injuries were extensive. "Your father told the driver to leave him alone and just call 911, thank God! If he had moved Daddy, there's no telling what might have happened. A broken rib (肋骨) might have pierced (穿透) a lung…"

My mother may have said more, but I didn't hear. I didn't hear anything except those terrible words: Leave me alone. My dad said them to save himself from being hurt more. How much had I hurt him when I hurled (愤慨地说出) those words at him earlier in the day?

It was several days later that he was finally able to have a conversation. I held his hand gently, afraid of hurting him.

"Daddy…I am so sorry…"

"It's okay, sweetheart. I'll be okay. "

"No, " I said, "I mean about what I said to you that day. You know, that morning?"

My father could no more tell a lie than he could fly. He looked at me and said, "Sweetheart, I don't remember anything about that day, not before, during or after the accident. I remember kissing you goodnight the night before, though. " He managed a weak smile.

My English teacher once told me that words have immeasurable power. They can hurt or they can heal. And we all have the power to choose our words. I intend to do that very carefully from now on.

要求：字迹工整，语言规范。