2016届湖南株洲质检（一）英语试题及答案(2)

UFO House
This home is located within Taiwan at present. For those who have wondered what it would be like to be kidnapped by aliens and forced to live within their ship for a few years, this house should offer some similar experience.
New Age Tree Fort
If you grew up a flower child, then chances are you either adapted that lifestyle into your own or would prefer to forget it. If it’s the former, then the tree fort-style home would be perfect to live within. It’s centered perfectly in the middle of a forested area, supported by metal beams, and built from strong wood.
21. Why can Satellite Home offer the best view around itself?
A. Because its outside is very interesting.
B. Because one side of this house is made of glass.
C. Because viewers can stand on its door near the top of the house.
   D. Because it is centered in the middle of a forest.
22. The underlined word “kidnapped” probably refers to “___________”.
   A. taken away      B. let down        C. helped out        D. brought up
23. What building materials are used for these weird homes according to this passage?
   ① Concrete      ② Rock       ③ Metal        ④ Wood
   A. ①②③.      B. ①③④.      C. ②③④.      D. ①②④.
B
When I spent the summer with my grandmother, she always set me down to the general store with a list. Behind the counter was a lady like no one I’d ever seen.
“Excuse me,” I said. She looked up and said, “I’m Miss Bee.”
“I need to get these.” I said, holding up my list. “So? Go get them. ” Miss Bee pointed to a sign. “There’s no one here except you and me and I’m not your servant, so get yourself a basket from that pile.”
I visited Miss Bee twice a week that summer. Sometimes she shortchanged me. Other times she overcharged. Going to the store was like going into battle. All summer long she found ways to trick me. No sooner had I learned how to pronounce “bicarbonate of soda” and memorized its location on the shelves than she made me hunt for it all over again. But by summer’s end the shopping trip that had once taken me an hour was done in 15 minutes. The morning I was to return home, I stopped in to get some run.
“All right, little girl,” she said. “What did you learn this summer?” “That you’re a meanie!” I replied. Miss Bee just laughed and said, “I know what you think of me. Well, I don’t care! My job is to teach every child I meet life lessons. When you get older you’ll be glad!” Glad I met Miss Bee? Ha! The idea was absurd…
Until one day my daughter came to me with homework troubles. “It’s too hard,” she said. “Could you finish my math problems for me?”
“If I do it for you, how will you ever learn to do it yourself?” I said. Suddenly, I was back at that general store where I had learned the hard way to add up my bill by myself. Had I ever been overcharged since?

24. What did the author’s grandmother always ask her to do during her summer vacation?
   A. Make lists for her shopping.
   B. Buy something in the general store.
   C. Send lists to the lady in the general store.
   D. Go to see the lady in a store.
25. How did the author first shop in the store?
   A. She shopped with her grandmother together.
   B. Miss Bee gave her a hand.
   C. She asked a servant to help her.
   D. She served herself.
26. What can we infer about Miss Bee?
   A. Her tricks made the author finish shopping in a shorter time.
   B. She neither shortchanged the author nor overcharged her.
   C. Teaching kids lessons was Miss Bee’s job at that time.
   D. Miss Bee used to learn to pronounce the names of some goods in the store.
27. The author mentioned her daughter to __________.
A. show her satisfaction with her kid’s homework.
B. tell readers Miss Bee’s influence on her.
C. inform readers of her irresponsibility for her kid.
D. express her opposition to Miss Bee.
C
Ever since I started my freshman year in another state, I’ve realized that people make many assumptions about college students, many of which are based on partying. Even my sociology professor jokingly told our class: “If your motto isn’t ‘I am partying therefore I am,’ you’re college-ing wrong.”
Whenever I say partying isn’t fun, I get the same response: wide-eyed stares, dropped jaws and a resounding “Seriously?”, which makes me feel like I’m being judged.
Don’t get me wrong – I’ve tried to enjoy dancing in hot, crowded spaces to loud rap music. But at last, I’ve always escaped to an empty corner while trying to ignore rude, crazy people. I wondered if I was weird for wanting to stay in on a Friday night to read a book. I even questioned whether or not I was living the “authentic(真正的)” college experience.
“Maybe you – a shy boy – just need to go out more.” Friends have said. Suggestions like these make me think about food. Have you ever tasted something that someone else really likes and you don’t? When that happens to me, I have a habit of eating more hoping that it will eventually taste good. Does that ever work? No.
For me, partying is a lot like that. From what I can tell, I’m just not a fan. I’m not trying to set myself apart – I just have a different definition of fun.