题型:阅读选择 题类:常考题 难易度:普通
浙江省湖州市南浔区2018-2019学年七年级下学期英语3月月考试卷
If you go into the forests(森林) with friends, stay with them. If you don't ,you may get lost(迷路). If you do get lost, this is what you should do —sit down and stay where you are. Don't try to find your friends. Let them find you. You can help them to find you by staying in one place. There is another way to help your friends or other people to find you. You can shout or whistle(吹口哨) three times. Stop. Then shout or whistle three times again. Any signal (信号) given three times is a call for help.
Keep on shouting or whistling, always three times together. When people hear you, they will give you two shouts or two whistles. When a signal is given twice, it is an answer to a call for help. If you don't think that you will get help before night comes, try to make a little house with branches (树枝). Make yourself a bed with leaves(树叶) and grass.
When you need some water, you have to leave your little branch room to look for it. Don't just walk away. Pick off small branches and drop(扔)them as you walk in order to go back again easily. When you are lost, the most important to do is to stay in one place.
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Name | {#blank#}1{#/blank#} White |
Birthday | {#blank#}2{#/blank#} 3rd |
Hobby(爱好) | Playing {#blank#}3{#/blank#} and reading books |
Eating Habits | Having porridge, {#blank#}4{#/blank#} and dumplings for breakfast Having rice, chicken and vegetables for lunch Having noodle for dinner |
Activities(活动) | Two ball games, an art festival and an {#blank#}5{#/blank#} test |
When I was finishing my tour in Iraq, my parents provided a vacation as a Christmas gift. "London,"I said. They seemed a bit surprised: I grew up there. Why didn't I choose a foreign place? I told them I wanted to go somewhere cold and wet after seven weeks in the desert. At that time this made sense(讲得通), but 10 years later, I've realised I wanted to return for a different reason: South Bank.
When I was 9, we packed up our home in Los Angeles and arrived at Heathrow, London, on a gray January morning. Everyone in the family was comfortable living in this city except me. Without my beloved beaches and endless blue-sky days, I felt lost and out of place, until I found something.
South Bank is the centre of British skateboarding. I loved it. I soon made friends with the local skaters. We spoke our own language, and my favourite: Safe. Safe meant "cool". It meant"hello". It meant"don't worry about it". Once, when trying a certain skill, I fell onto the stones, and Toby came over, helping me up, "Safe, man. Safe." A few minutes later, when I landed the skill, my friends beat their boards loud, shouting,"Safe! Safe! Safe!"And that's the important thing —landing skills, being a good skater.
When I was 15, my family moved to Washington. I tried skateboarding there, but the locals were far less welcoming. Within a couple of years, I'd given it up.
When I returned to London years later, I found myself walking slowly down to South Bank for hours. I've traveled back several times since, most recently this past spring. The day was cold but clear: tourists and Londoners stopped to watch the skaters. Then a teenager, in a baggy white T-shirt, sat next to me. He seemed not to notice me. But soon I caught a few of his glances. "I was a local here 20 years ago," I told him. Then, slowly, he began to nod his head, "Safe, man. Safe."
"Yeah,"I said. "Safe."
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