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（新版）人教新目标版（Go for it）九年级下册Unit 11 Sad movies make me cry. Section B (1a～3b)同步测试
When I was in the third grade, I was picked to be the princess in the school play.
For weeks my mother helped me 1 my sentences. But once during a performance, every word 2 from my head. My teacher asked me to change roles and be the narrator(解说员). Though I didn't tell my mother what had 3 that day, she felt my 4 and asked if I wanted to take a walk in the yard．
It was a lovely spring day. We could see dandelions(蒲公英)coming out through the grass, just like a painter had touched our woods and fields with bits of gold. I watched my mother carelessly bend down(弯腰) 5 some flowers. "I think I am going to dig up all the wild grass," she said. "But I like dandelions; all flowers are beautiful -even dandelions!" I said. My mother looked at me seriously. "Yes, every flower shines in 6 own way. And that is true of people, too," she said. She had guessed my pain. I started to cry and told her the 7. "You will be a beautiful narrator," she said, 8 me of how much I loved to read stories aloud to her.
Over the next few weeks, I learned to take 9 in the role. The big day finally came. A few minute, before the play, my teacher came over to me. "Your mother asked me to give this to you," she said, handing me a 10. After the play, I took the flower home, laughing that I was perhaps the only person who would keep such wild grass.
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When my daughter was in primary school, she brought home four small twigs(细枝) from school to plant. None of them looked very strong and lively. But with hope for the future, I planted them somewhere in our backyard which could give them enough sunlight. Over the years, because of the poor soil(土壤), three of them died. Only one lived at last.
It grew crooked(不直的) and very slowly. In fact, it looked more like a fat bush than a tree. Later, I noticed that it was starting to die. The branches(树枝) were becoming bare. Only the top third of the tree was still green. I did my best to save it by feeding it a lot of fertilizer, but it didn't work.
Later one morning, I went out and looked at it again. I was thinking if it would be better to just cut it down. It would make the yard look cleaner. As I walked over to take a closer look at it, however, I noticed something moving within the leaves. It was a bird patiently building a nest in the topmost branches. I smiled when I looked at it. I thought maybe this old tree was still useful. It might not be healthy or pretty, but it was still giving a bird a home.
This tree let me know that all of our lives have a purpose. It doesn't matter if we are young and strong or old and sickly. Until our last breath, we have things to do, love to give, and joy to share. We can help to make this world a better and more beautiful place.
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