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（一）阅读下面的文字，完成8—10题。同诗歌、散文、戏剧一样，对于中国现代小说形式发展的评价，离不开五四初期的语言变革对于中国现代小说由传统向现代转换的决定性意义这个“基点”。每次语言变迁都带来中国现代小说形式的发展和变化。初期现代小说对各种语言资源的综合，直接推动了中国现代小说写实性、抒情性、象征性等原则的确立，孕育了中国现代小说的诗化、散文化等美学风格，也使得现代小说的复调叙述成为可能；政治文化语境下语言方式的变动，推动了小说形式的进一步发展，“小说语言的政治化”带来的“标语口号”、“概述”、“讽刺”、“直语”等特点，也在一定程度上给小说文体带来“审美危机”，而作为对政治语言的反援，又是小说发展了限制性语态、隐喻和幽默修辞封个等文体表现形式；30年代新媒体影响下的语言变迁，催生了新的小说语言方式，带来了现代都市新小说的形式，如跳跃的小说节奏、画报体小说、电影化小说等形式的发展；40年代小说语言的“口语化”，带来了小说形式的戏剧化追求，推动了章回体等传统小说形式的再利用和再发展。从语言变迁与中国现代文学形式演进的角度，不仅可以准确评价中国现代文学形式发展中的得与失，也能更加客观地评价同样作为语言艺术的中国古典文学，重新来看待和审视文言之于文学形式的意义。新文化运动提倡者从当时的文化发展大目标出发，反对文言文，提倡白话文，完成了白话语言方式的确立，这种历史功绩自然不能抹杀。但当年有许多学者对五四语言革命中彻底丢弃文言文的观念和实践持保留态度，他们的言论、思考和忧虑中的合理成分，随着时间的推移也在被人们重新认识。时过境迁，尤其是在冷静面对白话语言给文学带来的一些困境时，在追寻白话语言的“艺术化”加工过程中，当年新文化运动提倡者事后的反思性意见，与五四白话文运动中以“学衡”为代表的反对派意见，在语言与文学关系问题的许多认识上有着惊人的一致。而且很多现代文学史上的代表性作家在创作实践中，在各类文学文本的写作中，也吸收了大量文言的因素和成分，甚至创作了大量的文言诗词，其造诣也是很高的。这不仅证明了文言作为文学语言的生命力，并未因白话文的兴起而消失，而且也表明：事实上文言也参与了语言变迁与中国现代文学形式演进的过程。（所选文段有删改） 下列说法符合原文意思的一项是（）
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When I was a very young children,my father created a regular practice I remember well years late.Every time he arrived home at end of the day ,we’d greet het at the door.He would ask who we was and pretend not to knowing us,Then he and my mother would have had a drink while she prepared dinner and they would talk about his day and hers.While they chat,my father would lift my sister and me up to sit in the top of the fridge.It was both excited and frightening to be up there！My sister and I thought he was so cool for putting us there. 5（）
DTwo things changed my life: my mother and a white plastic bike basket. I have thought long and hard about it and it’s true. I would be a different person if my mom hadn’t turned a silly bicycle accessory into a life lesson I carry with me today.My mother and father were united in their way of raising children, but it mostly fell to my mother to actually carry it out. Looking back, I honestly don’t know how she did it. Managing the family budget must have been a very hard task., but she made it look effortless. If we complained about not having what another kid did, we’d hear something like, “I don’t care what so –and –so got for his birthday, you are not getting a TV in your room a car for your birthday a lsvish sweet 16 party.” We had to earn our allowance by doing chores around the house. I can stil l remember how long it took to polish the legs of our coffee table.My brothers can no doubt remember hours spent cleaning the house .Like the two little girls growing up at the White House,we made our own beds (no one left the house unitil that was done)and picked up after ourselves.We had to keep track of our belongings ,and if something was lost ,it was not replaced. It was summer and ,one day ,my mother drove me to the bike shop to get a tire fixed---and there it was in the window, White, shiny, plastic and decorated with flowers ,the basket winked at me and I knew ----I knew---I had to have it. “It’s beautiful,” my mother said when I pointed it out to her,”What a neat basket.”I tried to hold off at first ,I played it cool for a short while.But then Iguess I couldn’t atand it any longer:“Mon, please can I please ,please get it? I ‘ll do extra chores for as long as you say, I’ll do anything ,but I need that basket,I love that basket.Please ,Mom .Please?”I was desperate.“You know,” she said ,gently rubbing my back while we both stared at what I believes was the coolest thing ever,”If you save up you could buy this yourself.”“By the time I make enough it’ll bu gone!”“Maybe Roger here could hold it for you,” she smiled at Roger ,the bike guy.“He can’t hold it for that long ,Mom .Someone else will buy it .Please,Mom,Please?”“There might be another way,”she said.And so our paying plan unfolded.My mother bought the beautiful basket and put it safely in some hiding place I could’t find.Each week I eagerly counted my growing saving increased by extra work here and there (washing the car ,helping my mother make dinner, delivering or collevting things on my bike that already looked naked without the basket in front).And then ,weeks later ,I counted ,re-counted and jumped for joy. Oh ,happy day ! I made it! I finally had the exact amount we’d agreed upon….Days later the unthinkable happened. A neighborhood girl I’d played with millions of times appeared with the exact same basket fixted to her shiny ,new bike that already had all the bells and whistles. I rode hard and fast home to tell my mother about this disaster.This horrible turn of events.And then came the lesson . I’ve taken with me through my life:”Honey, Your basket is extra-special,” Mom said, gently wiping away my hot tears.”Your basket is special because you paid for it yourself.” What is the life lesson the author learned from her mother?（）
阅读下面短文，掌握其大意，然后从21—40各题所给的四个选项（A、B、C和D）中，选出最佳选项，并在答题纸上将该选项标号涂黑。During the war,my husband was stationed at an army camp in a desert in California.I went to live there in order to be 21 him. I hated the place .I had never 22 been so unhappy . My husband was ordered out on a long-term duty,and I was left in a tiny shack(棚屋) alone. The heat was 23 -almost 125 0F even in the shade of a cactus(仙人掌)。 24 a soul to talk to . The wind blew non-stop ,and all the food I ate ,and the evry air I breathed,were 25 with sand , sand , sand !I was so sorry for myself that I wrote to my parents. I told them I was 26 and coming back home.I said I couldn’t stand it one minute longer. I 27 be in prison! My father answered my 28 with just two lines-two lines that will always sing in my 29 - two lines that completely changed my life :Two men looked out from prison barsOne saw the mud ,the other saw the starsI read those two lines 30 I was ashamed of myself. I made up my mind I would find out what was good in my present 31 ; I would look for the starsI made friends with the natives,and their 32 amazed me. They gave me presents of their favorite artworks which they had 33 to sell to toueists . I studied the delightful forms of the cactus .I watched for the desert sunsets,and 34 for seashells that had been left there millions of years ago when the desert had been an ocean 35What brought about this 36 change in me ? The desert hadn’t changed , 37 I had .I had changed my 38 And by doing so ,I changed an unhappy experience into the most amazing 39 of my life . I was excited by this new world that I had dicovered I had looked out of my self-creatded prison and 40 the stars 33（）
When I was a very young children,my father created a regular practice I remember well years late.Every time he arrived home at end of the day ,we’d greet het at the door.He would ask who we was and pretend not to knowing us,Then he and my mother would have had a drink while she prepared dinner and they would talk about his day and hers.While they chat,my father would lift my sister and me up to sit in the top of the fridge.It was both excited and frightening to be up there！My sister and I thought he was so cool for putting us there. 2（）
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