Every year on my birthday, from the time I turned 12, a white gardenia was delivered to my house. No card came with it. Calls to the flower-shop were not helpful at all. After a while I stopped trying to discover the sender’s name and just delighted in the beautiful white flower in soft pink paper.

But I never stopped imagining who the giver might be. Some of my happiest moments were spent daydreaming about the sender. My mother encouraged these imaginings. She’d ask me if there was someone for whom I had done a special kindness. Perhaps it was the old man across the street whose mail I’d delivered during the winter. As a girl, though, I had more fun imagining that it might be a boy I had run into.

One month before my graduation, my father died. I felt so sad that I became completely uninterested in my upcoming graduation dance, and I didn’t care if I had a new dress or not. But my mother, in her own sadness, would not let me miss any of those things. She wanted her children to feel loved and lovable. In truth, my mother wanted her children to see themselves much like the gardenia－lovely, strong and perfect with perhaps a bit of mystery (神秘).

My mother died ten days after I was married. I was 22. That was the year the gardenia stopped coming.

Which of the following would be the best title for the text?

A. A Childhood Dream         B. A Mother’s Love

C. A Graduation Party           D. A Special Birthday

The mother insisted that her daughter go to the graduation dance because ________.

A. she could take care of things herself

B. she hoped she would find a boyfriend

C. she wanted her to be happy and strong

D. she thought education was the most important

Who was the sender of the flower?

A. A boy the writer had run into.  B. One of the writer’s neighbors.

C. One of the writer’s classmates. D. The writer’s mother.

     Every year on my birthday, from the time I turned 12, a white gardenia was delivered to my house. No card came with it Calls to the flower-shop were not helpful at all. After a while I stopped trying to discover the sender’s name and just delighted in the beautiful white flower in soft pink paper.

     But I never stopped imagining who the giver might be. Some of my happiest moments were spent daydreaming about the sender. My mother encouraged these imaginings. She’d ask me if there was someone for whom I had done special kindness. Perhaps it was the old man across the street whose mail I’d delivered during the winter. As a girl, though, I had more fun imagining that it might be a boy I had run into.

     One month before my graduation, my father died. I felt so sad that I became completely uninterested in my upcoming graduation dance, and I didn’t care if I had a new dress or not. But my mother, in her own sadness, would not let me miss any of those things. She wanted her children to feel loved and lovable. In truth, my mother wanted her children to see themselves much like the gar-denia-lovely, strong and perfect with perhaps a bit of mystery(神秘).My mother died ten days after I was married. I was 22. That was the year the gardenia stopped coming.

41． Which of the following would be the best title for the text?

       A．A childhood Dream.                                  B．A Mother’s Love.

       C．A Graduation Party.                                   D．A Special Birthday.

42．The mother insisted that her daughter go to the graduation dance because _________.

       A．she could take care of things herself             B．she hoped she would find a boyfriend

       C．she wanted her to be happy and strong  D．she thought education was most important

43．Who was the sender of the flower?

       A．A boy the writer had run into.                  B．One of the writer’s neighbors.

       C．One of the writer’s classmates.                   D．The writer’s mother.

Every year on my birthday, from the time I turned 12, a white gardenia was delivered to my house. No card came with it. Calls to the flower-shop were not helpful at all. After a while I stopped trying to discover the sender’s name and just delighted in the beautiful white flower in soft pink paper.

But I never stopped imagining who the giver might be. Some of my happiest moments were spent daydreaming about the sender. My mother encouraged these imaginings. She’d ask me if there was someone for whom I had done a special kindness. Perhaps it was the old man across the street whose mail I’d delivered during the winter. As a girl, though, I had more fun imagining that it might be a boy I had run into.

One month before my graduation, my father died. I felt so sad that I became completely uninterested in my upcoming graduation dance, and I didn’t care if I had a new dress or not. But my mother, in her own sadness, would not let me miss any of those things. She wanted her children to feel loved and lovable. In truth, my mother wanted her children to see themselves much like the gardenia－lovely, strong and perfect with perhaps a bit of mystery (神秘).

1.My mother died ten days after I was married. I was 22. That was the year the gardenia stopped coming.

Which of the following would be the best title for the text?

A. A Childhood Dream               B. A Mother’s Love

C. A Graduation Party               D. A Special Birthday

2.The mother insisted that her daughter go to the graduation dance because ________.

A. she could take care of things herself

B. she hoped she would find a boyfriend

C. she wanted her to be happy and strong

D. she thought education was the most important

3.Who was the sender of the flower?

A. A boy the writer had run into.     B. One of the writer’s neighbors.

C. One of the writer’s classmates. D. The writer’s mother.

 

Every year on my birthday, from the time I turned 12, a white gardenia was delivered to my house. No card came with it. Calls to the flower-shop were not helpful at all. After a while I stopped trying to discover the sender’s name and just delighted in the beautiful white flower in soft pink paper.

     But I never stopped imagining who the giver might be. Some of my happiest moments were spent daydreaming about the sender. My mother encouraged these imaginings. She’d ask me if there was someone for whom I had done special kindness. Perhaps it was the old man across the street whose mail I’d delivered during the winter. As a girl, though, I had more fun imagining that it might be a boy I had run into.

     One month before my graduation, my father died. I felt so sad that I became completely uninterested in my upcoming graduation dance, and I didn’t care if I had a new dress or not. But my mother, in her own sadness, would not let me miss any of those things. She wanted her children to feel loved and lovable. In truth, my mother wanted her children to see themselves much like the gardenia-lovely, strong and perfect with perhaps a bit of mystery(神秘).My mother died ten days after I was married. I was 22. That was the year the gardenia stopped coming.

1. Which of the following would be the best title for the text?

       A．A childhood Dream.                               B．A Mother’s Love.

       C．A Graduation Party.                              D．A Special Birthday.

2.The mother insisted that her daughter go to the graduation dance because _________.

       A．she could take care of things herself        B．she hoped she would find a boyfriend

       C．she wanted her to be happy and strong   D．she thought education was most important

3.Who was the sender of the flower?

       A．A boy the writer had run into.                  B．One of the writer’s neighbors.

       C．One of the writer’s classmates.               D．The writer’s mother.

 

 

Every year on my birthday, from the time I turned 12, a white gardenia was delivered to my house. No card came with it Calls to the flower-shop were not helpful at all. After a while I stopped trying to discover the sender’s name and just delighted in the beautiful white flower in soft pink paper.

But I never stopped imagining who the giver might be. Some of my happiest moments were spent daydreaming about the sender. My mother encouraged these imaginings. She’d ask me if there was someone for whom I had done special kindness. Perhaps it was the old man across the street whose mail I’d delivered during the winter. As a girl, though, I had more fun imagining that it might be a boy I had run into.

One month before my graduation, my father died. I felt so sad that I became completely uninterested in my upcoming graduation dance, and I didn’t care if I had a new dress or not. But my mother, in her own sadness, would not let me miss any of those things. She wanted her children to feel loved and lovable. In truth, my mother wanted her children to see themselves much like the gardenia-lovely, strong and perfect with perhaps a bit of mystery(神秘)

My mother died ten days after I was married. I was 22. That was the year the gardenia stopped coming.

1.Which of the following would be the best title for the text?

    A．A childhood Dream.               B．A Mother’s Love.

    C．A Graduation Party.              D．A Special Birthday.

2.The mother insisted that her daughter go to the graduation dance because _________.

    A．she could take care of things herself             

B．she hoped she would find a boyfriend

    C．she wanted her to be happy and strong             

D．she thought education was most important

3.Who was the sender of the flower?

    A．A boy the writer had run into.   B．One of the writer’s neighbors.

    C．One of the writer’s classmates. D．The writer’s mother.

 

Every year on my birthday, from the time I turned 12, a white gardenia was delivered to my house. No card came with it Calls to the flower-shop were not helpful at all. After a while I stopped trying to discover the sender’s name and just delighted in the beautiful white flower in soft pink paper.

But I never stopped imagining who the giver might be. Some of my happiest moments were spent daydreaming about the sender. My mother encouraged these imaginings. She’d ask me if there was someone for whom I had done a special kindness. Perhaps it was the old man across the street whose mail I’d delivered during the winter. As a girl, though, I had more fun imagining that it might be a boy I had run into.

One month before my graduation, my father died. I felt so sad that I became completely uninterested in my upcoming graduation dance, and I didn’t care if I had a new dress or not. But my mother, in her own sadness, would not let me miss any of those things. She wanted her children to feel loved and lovable. In truth, my mother wanted her children to see themselves much like the gardenia-lovely, strong and perfect with perhaps a bit of mystery(神秘)

My mother died ten days after I was married. I was 22. That was the year the gardenia stopped coming.

1． Which of the following would be the best title for the text?

A．A childhood Dream.     B．A Mother’s Love.

C．A Graduation Party.     D．A Special Birthday.

2．The mother insisted that her daughter go to the graduation dance because _________.

A．she could take care of things herself     B．she hoped she would find a boyfriend

C．she wanted her to be happy and strong   D．she thought education was most important

3．Who was the sender of the flower

A．A boy the writer had run into.               B．One of the writer’s neighbors.

C．One of the writer’s classmates.        D．The writer’s mother.

　 Every year on my birthday, from the time I turned 12, a white gardenia was sent to my house. No card came with it. Calls to the flower-shop were not helpful at all. After a while I stopped trying to discover the sender`s name and just delighted in the beautiful white flower .

But I never stop imagining who the giver might be. Some of my happiest moments were spent daydreaming about the sender. My mother encouraged these imaginings. She’d ask me if there was someone for whom I had done a special kindness. Perhaps it was the old man across the street whose mail I’d delivered during the winter. As a girl, though, I hade more fun imagining that it might be a boy I had run into（遇到）.

One month before my graduation, my father died. I felt so bad completely uninterested in my upcoming(到來）graduation dance, and I didn’t care if I had a new dress or not. But my mother, in her own sadness, would not let me miss any of those things. She wanted her children to feel loved. In fact, my mother wanted her children to see themselves much like the gardenia—lovely, strong and perfect with a bit of mystery（神秘）.

My mother died ten days after I was married. I was 22. That was the year the gardenia stopped coming.

68. Which of the following would be the best title for the text?

A. A Childhood Dream B. A Mother’s Lover

C. A Graduation Party　　　　　　　　　 D.A Special Birthday

Every year on my birthday, from the time I turned 12, a white gardenia(梔子花) was delivered anonymously to me at my house. No card or note came with it. Calls to the florist (花商) were always in vain ---- it was a cash purchase. After a while I stopped trying to discover the sender's identity.

But I never stopped imagining who the anonymous sender might be.

My mother often contributed to these imaginings. She'd ask me if there was someone for whom I had done a special kindness who might be showing appreciation. Perhaps the neighbor I'd help when she was unloading a car full of groceries. Or maybe it was the old man across the street whose mail I retrieved(取回) during the winter so he wouldn't have to venture down his icy steps.

When I was 17, a boy broke my heart. The night he called for me the last time, I cried myself to sleep. When I awoke in the morning, there was a message scribbled(亂涂) on my mirror in red lipstick: “Heartily know, when half-gods go, the gods arrive.” I thought about that quotation from Emerson (愛默生) for a long time, and I left it where my mother had written it. When I finally went to get the glass cleaner, my mother knew everything was all right again. I don't remember ever slamming(砰地關(guān)上) my door in anger at her and shouting, “You just don't understand!” because she did understand. 　　

One month before my high-school graduation, my father died suddenly of a heart attack. My feelings ranged from grief to abandonment, fear and over-whelming anger that my dad was missing some of the most important events in my life. I became completely uninterested in my upcoming graduation, the senior-class play and the prom-events(舞會(huì)) that I had worked on and looked forward to.

But my mother, in the midst of her own grief, would not hear of my missing out any of those things. The day before my father died, she and I had gone shopping for a prom dress and found a spectacular(引人注目的) one. Wearing it made me feel like a princess, but it was the wrong size, and when my father died the next day, I forgot all about the dress.

My mother didn't. The day before the prom, I found that dress-in the right size, draped over the living room sofa, presented to me -- beautifully, artistically and lovingly. I didn't care about having a new dress, but my mother did. She wanted her children to feel loved and lovable, creative and imaginative.

My mother died when I was 22, only ten days after I was married. That was the year the gardenias stopped coming.

26. The underlined word “anonymously” in Paragraph 1 is the closest in meaning to________.

A.      secretly     B. happily     C. sadly     D. openly

27. Why did Mother try to arouse the author’s imagination about the gardenia sender?

A.      Because she wanted her child to feel cherished and loved not just by her but by the world.

B.      Because she had a great curiosity like a child.

C.      Because she was romantic and she once experienced such the same thing at her young age.

D.     Because she wanted to give her child some tips about the gardenia sender.

28. We can infer from the passage that________.

A.      the gardenia sender kept sending flowers to the author for 22 years.

B.      the author showed little interest in her graduation prom

C.      after the author’s father died, Mother bought her a dress to the prom

D.     Mother care how her child felt and gave her the ability to see beauty even in the face of adversity (厄運(yùn))

29. According to the passage, who was probably the gardenia sender?

  A. Father              B. A neighbor who was often helped by the author

C. Mother             D. The old man across the street

30. The best title for this passage would be “__________”.

  A. A romantic mother    B. The mystery of the white gardenia

  C. My anecdote         D. Mother and I

Every year on my birthday, from the time I turned twelve, a white gardenia was delivered to my house. No card or note came with it.    1    to the flower shop were always useless---it was a cash    2    . After a while I stopped trying to   3     who the sender was and just delighted in the beautiful and perfume of the white flower. But I never    4    imagining who the sender might be. Some of my   5     moments were spent daydreaming about it.

My mother asked me whether there was someone for whom I had done a(n)    6    kindness who might be showing    7     . Perhaps the neighbor I helped when she was    8    a car full of groceries. Or maybe it was the old man    9    the street whose mail I helped to get during the    10    so he wouldn’t have to venture down his icy step. As a teenager,     11   , I had more fun guessing that it might be a  12    who had noticed me    13    I didn’t know him.

One month before my high school graduation, my father died of a heart attack. He was    14    some of the most important events in my life. I became completely    15    in my upcoming graduation and the dance. When my father died, I    16    the dance and the dress for it. The day before the dance, I found a dress on the sofa. I didn’t   17     if I had a new dress or not, but my mother did.

She wanted her children to feel   18     and lovable, imaginative, believing that there was a    19    in the world and beauty in the face of hard times. Actually mother wanted her children to see themselves much like the gardenia-lovely,    20    and perfect. The gardenia stopped coming when my mother died.

1. A. Calls            B. Quarrels         C. Messages         D. Letters

2. A. service          B. deal             C. bargain           D. offer

3. A .recognize        B. imagine          C. wonder           D. discover

4. A. failed           B. stopped          C. succeeded         D. enjoyed

5. A. saddest          B. painful          C. happiest           D. loneliest

6. A. special          B. common         C. valuable           D. important

7. A. concern          B. attitude          C. interest            D. appreciation

8. A. repairing         B. washing          C. unloading          D. starting

9. A. across           B. through          C. from              D. onto

10.A. spring            B. summer         C. autumn            D. winter

11. A. though          B. anyway           C. therefore          D. indeed

12. A. friend           B. superman         C. teacher            D. boy

13. A .as if             B. even though       C. in case            D. so that

14. A. considering       B. expecting         C. missing           D. preparing

15. A. disappointed      B. uninterested       C. discouraged        D. concentrated

16.A. forgot           B. lost               C. hated             D. expected

17. A. wonder          B. believe           C. care              D. know

18. A. contented        B. respected          C. thanked           D. loved

19. A. trouble          B. magic            C. tragedy            D. comedy

20. A. strong           B. beautiful          C. smelly            D. lucky

Every year on my birthday, from the time I turned twelve, a white gardenia was delivered to my house. No card or note came with it. Calls to the flower shop were always useless ---- it was a cash ____1____. After a while I stopped trying to ____2____ who the sender was and just delighted in the beautiful and perfume of the white flower. But I never ____3____ imagining who the sender might be. Some of my ___4____ moments were spent daydreaming about it.

My mother asked me whether there was someone for whom I had done a(an) ___5____ kindness who might be showing ____6___. Perhaps the neighbor I helped when she was _____7___ a car full of groceries. Or maybe it was the old man across the street whose mail I helped to get during the ____8___ so he wouldn’t have to venture down his icy step. As a teenager, though I had more fun guessing that it might be a ____9____ who had noticed me even though I didn’t know him.

One month before my high school graduation, my father died of a heart attack. He was missing some of the most important events in my life. I became completely ____10____ in my upcoming graduation and the dance. When my father died, I ____11_____ the dance and the dress for it. The day before the dance, I found a dress on the sofa. I didn’t ____12_____ if I had a new dress or not, but my mother did.

She wanted her children to feel ____13____ and lovable, imaginative, believing that there was a ____14____ in the world and beauty in the face of hard times. Actually mother wanted her children to see themselves much like the gardenia ----lovely, ____15____ and perfect. The gardenia stopped coming when my mother died.

1.        A. service                         B. deal                       C. bargain                  C. offer

2.        A. recognize               B. imagine                 C. wonder                  D. discover

3.        A. failed                     B. stopped                 C. succeeded             D. enjoyed

4.        A. saddest                  B. painful                   C. happiest                D. loneliest

5.        A. special                   B. common                C. valuable                 D. important

6.        A. concern                 B. attitude                 C. interest                  D. appreciation

7.        A. repairing                B. washing                C. unloading               D. starting

8.        A. spring                   B. summer                 C. autumn                 D. winter

9.        A. friend                    B. superman              C. teacher                  D. boy

10.    A. disappointed            B. uninterested           C. discouraged            D. concentrated

11.    A. forgot                   B. lost                      C. hated                    D. expected

12.    A. wonder                  B. believe            C. care                      D. know

13.    A. contented               B. respected              C. thanked                 D. loved

14.    A. trouble                  B. magic                   C. tragedy                 D. comedy

15.    A. strong                   B. beautiful               C. smelly                  D. lucky