Last Friday, I was just in France to visit my 96-year-old grandmother who is very dear to me ­­­­­­ 1   lives alone. I don't visit her very often, so every time I go to see her,   2of us think that it might be the   3    time we see each other. Last time I visited her in December of 2014, I did some video interviews about her life. I asked her  4   it was like to grow up with her father in the 1920s, to live with two young children, with her husband   5  in a prisoner's camp (集中营) in Germany. I also asked her about her greatest   6  . I learned a lot of amazing new things about her that I never know before.

     This year, I did not really have questions to ask. I only wanted to tell her how loved she is. So, I cooked for her and read stories. I gave her a foot massage （按摩）.   7    leaving, I wanted to leave something  8 behind besides the memory of our time together. So I wrote her five different love and thank notes to let her knows how much she means to me. I   9 them in different places where I knew she would  10  find them. One of them was under her pillow. 11    one was hanging from the lamp shade by which she reads in the evening.  Another one was by her toothbrush. One was in her mailbox which she has to check every day. And the last one was in her car. She still  12  to the nearby village a couple of times a week!

       I knew that these cards would surely cheer her up after I left. Really she called me as I was catching my plane back to the US. She said, “ I found your three cards! By the time I discovered the third, I was laughing out loud! They did me so much good. Thank you so much!” I smiled to myself, 13  she still has two more to go! It is Sunday today, so my guess is that she hasn't  14   her mailbox or driven her car! I can  15  how happy she will be when she finds them.

    When the Spring Festival falls, red flowers bloom(盛开) on the windows of my home. Of course, these are not1flowers. But in the cold of2, these wonderful flowers bring warmth to us. They are made of paper by my3, who is now aged 70, with a few cuts, she   4a piece of paper into a beautiful work of art.

    When my grandma was considered clumsy(笨拙的) in the 5. But on a cold winter night, she saw some beautiful red paper6 on her new neighbor's windows. She was so interested in it and decided to 7from her neighbor. Tons of paper was wasted, and her fingers were cut many times. But she8practicing. It took 10 years9my grandma could make paper art skillfully(娴熟地). The red flowers, blooming like hurning fire, light up her world. Now, everyone in the village10her.

    My grandma's story has shown me what it takes to realize one's dream.

阅读下列短文, 从下面每个小题的A、B、C、D四个选项中选出最佳选项。

One day, Ben was playing basketball in the living room, breaking a vase. To cover his terrible action, the frightened boy glued the pieces together and put the vase back to its place.

That evening her mother noticed the cracks (裂纹). But to her surprise, the repair work was actually very good. At dinner time, she asked her boy if he broke the vase. Fearing punishment, the boy said that a neighbor's cat jumped in from the window and knocked the vase off. His mother was quite clear that her son was lying. However, she said nothing.

Before going to bed, the boy was asked to go to the study. In the study, his mother didn't look angry. On seeing her son carefully come in, she gave him one chocolate, saying "This chocolate is a reward (奖励) for your imagination: a window-opening cat!" At that moment, the boy felt the chocolate was a hot potato. “Did mom find holes in my excuse?” he thought. “You know, all the windows were closed.” Mother continued calmly and took out two chocolates into his hand, “An award for the perfect repair.”

Now with the chocolates in hand, the boy wished the ground to open up and bury him! He told the truth. “So I have to punish you for your lie.” The mother said with a serious voice and took back his chocolates. The boy bent down his head in shame. “But your honesty should have the award—a box of chocolates.” The mother suddenly bent to kiss his cheek, speaking gently to the crying boy, “My son, honesty values more than anything.”

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Patricia Casquinho is a 15- year- old girl. She was born in Portugal, but lived in Germany for years before she finally went to study in the US as an exchange student(交换生). What made Patricia interested in studying in America?

"I love watching American movies about teenagers. I come here to experience the high school life," Patricia said. However, her life in the US was not easy at first." It was hard to get used to so many different things here. But talking with my new friends made it much easier. They helped me a lot," said Patricia.

 During her stay, Patricia noticed some differences between the schools in the US and Germany." In Germany, we don't have many exams like SATs or SOLs. We just have final exams. Also, there is a difference in the school timetable. The school day in Germany is shorter. Students usually start later and finish earlier. Besides, American students often take classes with different students from different grades. We don't do that in Germany. And we don't have school sports teams either," Patricia shared.

"I've played sports games on the school sports team since I came here. This is really my favorite experience in the US. And I will share my life here when I go back home," she said.

Hannay was nervous. His enemies (敌人) were searching for him. All around him were grassy hills without trees. He had nowhere to hide. How could he escape?

Hannay walked along the country road for a long time. Then he saw a road worker, who was working alone, fixing the road. Hannay could see the road worker was not feeling well. Hannay came up to him and said, "How are you?" "My head hurts," the road worker said. "I can't do it. I want to go home. My daughter got married yesterday, and I drank a lot of wine with my friends. That's the problem!" Hannay agreed that he should be home in bed. "Yes, and I would have been," he replied. "But yesterday I received a message saying that the new surveyor (测量员) was coming to check my work. If he comes and finds me away, I'll be in trouble." Suddenly, Hannay had a bright idea—he could act as the road worker and get away from his enemies. "You go off to bed," Hannay said. "I'll do your job until the new surveyor comes." The road worker was pleased with his idea. He gave Hannay his hat and his old coat. Then he went home to sleep and perhaps to drink a bit more. Hannay put on the road worker's hat and coat and began to fix the road.

About an hour later, he heard a voice. "Are you the road worker?" it asked. It was the new surveyor. He was a young man with a clean face. He sat in a small car. Hannay said yes. The surveyor told him about some work he wanted him to do before he came by again and drove off. Hannay continued with his work. Then a village boy came by. "What has happened to the road worker?" he asked. "He stayed at home today," Hannay replied. "He's sick."

At about midday, a large car came down the hill and stopped near Hannay. Three men got out of the car. Hannay's heart beat fast. He knew his enemies were coming.