【正文】 t I never lost Marget — my first love and first hurt. I met Marget Swenson when she joined our sixthgrade class. Marget, just fresh from Sweden, and I, a sixthgeneration American. She spoke very little English, but somehow we did manage to understand each other. We took to each other at the first instant. Marget lived up on the hill. That was the place where there were many large and pretty houses. I suppose it was only in passing that I knew only white people lived there. We had so much fun together. We sat for hours in my garden or hers, surrounded by grass. Her words were Swedish。 mine, English. We laughed at the way each of us slid our tongues over the unfamiliar words, I learned the Swedish words of ―hello‖, ―friend‖, and ―goodbye‖. However, such fun did not last long, and the disaster began at Marget‘s birthday party. It was a Wednesday. I arrived at the party early. Marget and I whizzed around(忙碌著 ), putting the finishing touches on the decorations. Some fifteen minutes later the doorbell rang, and in came Mary, another girl in our class. But after that nobody came. No one. When it got to be after five, Mrs Swenson called Marget inside. She was there for a long time, and when she came out, she looked very, very sad. ―my mother does not think they are ing,‖ she said. ―Why not?‖ Mary blurted(突口而出 ). Marget gave a quick glance at me, but she didn‘t say anything. I took Marget‘s hand. ―It‘s me, isn‘t it?‖ I said. Oh! I remember so painfully today how much I wanted her quick and positive ―No!‖ to my question. But I was only aware of Marget trying to slip her hand from mine. I opened my hand and let her go. It was different between us after her birthday. Marget stopped ing to my house, and when I asked her when she would, she looked as though she would cry. One day, uninvited, I went to her house, climbed up the hill, and a restless thing grew within me at every step, almost a knowing. Marget almost jumped when she opened the door. She stared at me in shock. Then, quickly, in a voice I‘d never heard before, she said, ―My mother says you can‘t e to my house any more.‖ I opened my mouth, and closed it without speaking. The awful thing had e。 the knowing was confirmed. The awful thing had e because Marget was white I was not. I did know it deep within myself. Since that meeting Marget and I did not speak to each other at all. On the last day of school, screwing up a courage, I handed my autograph book to Marget. She hesitated, then without looking up, wrote words I don‘t remember now。 they were quite mon words, the kind everyone was writing in everyone else‘s book. I waited. Slowly, she passed her book to me and in it I wrote with a slow, firm hand some of the words she had taught me. I wrote Adjo min van — Goodbye, my friend. I released her, let her go, told her not to worry, told her that I no longer needed her. Adjo. 67. What can be the best title of the passage? A. My best friend. B. My first hurt. C. Black and white. D. Adjo. 68. By saying ―…but I never lost Marget…‖, the author means ―________‖. A. I got in touch with her later. B. We are still friends. C. I remember her forever D. I met her after many years 69. What does the underlined word ―a knowing‖ refer to? A. Marget was white while I was not. B. Marget refused to let me into her house. C. Marget‘s mother didn‘t like me. D. Marget and I did not speak to each other at all. 70. According to the passage, ________ put an end to their once dear friendship. A. some outside force B. Marget C. Marget‘s mother D. different personalities 第四部分 任務(wù)型閱讀（共 10小題；每小題 1分，滿分 10分） 請(qǐng)認(rèn)真閱讀下列短文，并根據(jù)所讀內(nèi)容在文章后表格中的空格里填入最恰當(dāng)?shù)膯卧~。注意：每空格 1個(gè)單詞。 Literature is a term used to describe written as well as spoken material. Generally speaking, it is often used to describe anything from creative imagination, including works of poetry, drama and fiction. Then why read literature, since it is often imaginary and seems unconnected with real life? A lot of us read literature for pleasure and relaxation. It‘s always pleasant to read some interesting books, such as edies and novels, in our spare time. In a modern life full of pressure, it is our mon desire to read some imaginary works and seek relaxation from the stress in life. Reading literature is more than fun。 it also enables us to acquire knowledge. As a general rule, literature represents a language or a people, and it often gives us an insight(洞察力 )into the traditions, customs, beliefs, attitudes and values of the age in which it was written. Sometimes literature can even offer us new, creative ways to have a better understanding of the world. It helps us make sense of the world around us. It introduces us to new worlds of experiences. We enjoy the edy and the tragedy of poems, stories and plays。 and we may even grow through our literary journey with books. Eventually, we may discover meaning in literature by looking at what the author says and how he/she says it. In a sense, we explore the human condition and analyze how and why people think the way they think and feel the way they feel. Literature enables us to think analytically and promotes open minds. We see the world through the eyes of different cultures and in turn learn the ways to deal with things that happen around. So we can definitely say literature is of great importance to us. Why not get going with one poem, drama or fiction at once? Topic (71) ▲ should we read literature? Definition It describes anything, whether written or spoken, by using (72) ▲ . Types (73) ▲ , drama and fiction (74) ▲ to read literature To get pleasure and relaxation to get rid of pressure in (75) ▲ . To acquire (76) ▲ to make us learn about traditions, customs, beliefs, attitudes and values of the age in which it was