问题 阅读理解

For years I wanted a flower garden. I’d spend hours thinking of different things I could plant that would look nice together.

But then we had Matthew. And Marvin. And the twins, Alisa and Alan. And then Helen. Five children. I was too busy raising them to grow a garden.

Money was tight, as well as time. Often when my children were little, one of them would want something that cost too much, and I'd have to say, "Do you see a money tree outside? Money doesn't grow on trees, you know."

Finally, all five got through high school and college and were off on their own. I started thinking again about having a garden.

I wasn't sure, though. I mean, gardens do cost money, and after all these years I was used to living on a pretty lean, no-frills budget.

Then, one spring morning, on Mother's Day, I was working in my kitchen. Suddenly, I realized that cars were tooting their horns as they drove by. I looked out the window and there was a new tree, planted right in my yard. I thought it must be a weeping willow, because I saw things blowing around on all its branches. Then I put my glasses on - and I couldn't believe what I saw. There was a money tree in my yard!

I went outside to look. It was true! There were dollar bills, one hundred of them, taped all over that tree. Think of all the garden flowers I could buy with one hundred dollars! There was also a note attached: "IOU eight hours of digging time. Love, Marvin."

Marvin kept his promise, too. He dug up a nice ten-by-fifteen foot bed for me. And my other children bought me tools, ornaments, a trellis (棚架), a sunflower stepping stone and gardening books.

That was three years ago. My garden's now very pretty, just like I wanted. When I go out and weed or tend my flowers, I don't seem to miss my children as much as I once did. It feels like they're right there with me.

I live up in Michigan's Upper Peninsula, where winters are long and cold, and summers are too short. But every year now, when winter sets in, I look out my window and think of the flowers I'll see next spring in my little garden. I think about what my children did for me, and I get tears in my eyes - every time.

I'm still not sure that money grows on trees. But I know love does!

小题1:By saying “Do you see a money tree outside .….,” the mother actually means “    

A.Observation is the best teacher.

B.Seeing is believing.

C.The outsider sees the most of the game.

D.It is not easy to gain money小题2:The best title for the passage would probably be          .

A.My flower garden

B.Marvin helps to realize my dream

C.Love in Michigan

D.Money grows on trees小题3:The underlined word “no - frills” in the fifth paragraphs is similar in meaning to        .

A.wasteful

B.tight

C.absurd

D.helpful小题4:From the last but the third paragraph we can infer that the mother is         .

A.divorced when she was young

B.not caring for her kids any longer

C.alone but not at all lonely

D.prouder with her garden than with her kids.

答案

小题1:D

小题2:A

小题3:B

小题4:C

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故乡的榕树

黄河浪

①住所左近的土坡上,有两棵苍老蓊郁的榕树,以广阔的绿阴遮蔽着地面。在铅灰色的水泥楼房之间,摇曳赏心悦目的青翠;在赤日炎炎的夏天,注一潭诱人的清凉。不知什么时候,榕树底下辟出一块 * * 地,建了儿童玩的滑梯和亭子,周围又种了蒲葵和许多花朵,居然成了一个小小的儿童世界。也许是对榕树有一份亲切的感情吧,我常在清晨或黄昏带小儿子到这里散步,或是坐在绿色的长椅上看孩子们嬉戏,自有种悠然自得的味道。

②那天特别高兴,动了未泯的童心,我从榕树枝上摘下一片绿叶,卷制成一支小小的哨笛,放在口边,吹出单调而淳朴的哨音。小儿子欢跳着抢过去,使劲吹着,引得谁家的一只小黑狗循声跑来,摇动毛茸茸的尾巴,抬起乌溜溜的眼睛望他。他把哨音停下,小狗失望地跑开去;他再吹响,小狗又跑拢来……逗得小儿子嘻嘻笑,粉白的脸颊上泛起淡淡的红晕。

③而我的心却像一只小鸟,从哨音里展翅飞出去,飞过迷濛的烟水、苍茫的群山,停落在故乡熟悉的大榕树上。我仿佛又看到那高大魁梧的躯干,卷曲飘拂的长须和浓得化不开的团团绿云;看到春天新长的嫩叶,迎着金黄的阳光,透明如片片碧玉,在袅袅的风中晃动如耳坠,摇落一串串晶莹的露珠。记忆里的故事有榕树的叶子一样多……

④故乡的桥头有两棵老榕树,一棵直立,枝叶茂盛;另一棵却长成奇异的S形,苍虬多筋的树干斜伸向溪中,我们都称它为“驼背”。更特别的是它弯曲的这一段树心被烧空了,形成一丈多长平放的凹槽,而它仍然顽强地活着,横过溪面,昂起头来,把浓密的枝叶伸向蓝天。小时候我们对这棵驼背榕树分外有感情,把它中空的那段凹槽当作一条“船”。几个伙伴爬上去,敲起小锣鼓,以竹竿当桨七上八落地划起来,明知这条“船”不会前进一步,还是认真地、起劲地划着。在儿时的梦里,它会顺着溪流把我们带到秧苗青青的田野上,绕过燃烧着火红杜鹃的山坡,穿过飘着芬芳的小白花的橘树林,到大江大海里去,到很远很美丽的地方去……

⑤不知在什么日子,我们还看到一些女人到这榕树下虔诚地烧一沓纸钱,点几炷香,她们怀着怎样的心愿来祈求这榕树之神呢?我只记得有的小孩面上长了皮癣,母亲就会把他带到这里,在榕树干上砍几刀,用渗流出来的乳白的液汁涂在患处,过些日子,那癣似乎也就慢慢地好了。而我最难忘的是,每当过年的时候,老祖母都会叫我顺着那“驼背”爬到树上,折几枝四季常青的榕树枝,用来插在饭甑炊熟的米饭四周,祭祀祖先的神灵。那时候,慈爱的老祖母往往会蹑着缠得很小的“三寸金莲”,笃笃笃地走到石桥上,一边看着我爬树,一边唠唠叨叨地嘱咐我小心。而我虽然心里有点战战兢兢的,却总是装出毫不在乎的样子,把折到的树枝得意地朝着她挥舞。

⑥使人留恋的还有铺在榕树下的长长的石板条,夏日里,那是农人们的“宝座”和“凉床”。每当中午,亚热带强烈的阳光令屋内如焚、土地冒烟,惟有这两棵高大的榕树撑开遮天巨伞,抗拒迫人的酷热,洒落一地阴凉,让晒得黝黑的农人们踏着发烫的石板路到这里透一口气。傍晚,人们在一天辛劳后,躺在用溪水冲洗过的石板上,享受习习的晚风,漫无边际地讲三国、说水浒,从远近奇闻谈到农作物的长势和收成……高兴时,还有人拉起胡琴,用粗犷的喉咙唱几段充满原野风味的小曲,在苦涩的日子里寻一点短暂的安慰满足。

⑦苍苍的榕树啊,用怎样的魔力把全村的人召集到膝下?不是动听的言语,也不是诱惑的微笑,只是默默地张开温柔的翅膀,在风雨中为他们遮挡,在炎热中给他们阴凉,以无限的爱心庇护着劳苦而淳朴的人们。

⑧我仿佛刚刚从一场梦中醒转,身上还留有榕树叶隙漏下的清凉;但我确实知道,这一觉已睡过了三十年,而人也已离乡千里万里外了!故乡桥头苍老的榕树啊,也经历了多少风霜?听说那棵“驼背”,在一次台风猛烈的袭击中,挣扎着倒下去了,倒在山洪暴发的溪水里,倒在故乡亲爱的土地上,走完了自己生命的历程。幸好另一棵安然无恙,仍以它浓蔚的绿叶荫庇着乡人。而当年把驼背的树干当船划的小伙伴们,都已成长。有的像我一样,把生命的船划到遥远的异乡,却仍然怀念着故土的榕树吗?有的还坐在树下的石板上,讲着那世世代代讲不完的传说吗?但那像榕树一样垂着长长胡子的讲故事老人已经去世了;过年时常叫我攀折榕树枝叶的老祖母也已离开人间许久了;只有桥栏杆上的小石狮子,还在听桥下的溪水滔滔流淌吧?

⑨“爸爸,爸爸,再给我做几个哨笛。”不知什么时候,小儿子也摘了一把榕树叶子,递到我面前,于是我又一叶一叶卷起来给他吹。那忽高忽低、时远时近的哨音,弥漫成一片浓浓的乡愁,笼罩在我的周围。故乡的亲切的榕树啊,我是在你绿阴的怀抱中长大的,如果你有知觉,会知道我在这遥远的异乡怀念着你吗?如果你有思想,你会像慈母一样,思念我这飘泊天涯的游子吗?

1979年5月于香港

(选自普通高中课程标准实验教科书《中国现代诗歌散文欣赏·读本》,有删改)

小题1:本文写的是对故乡的怀念,将标题换成“忆故乡”或“怀念故乡”好不好,为什么?(6分)

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小题2:文章第③段说“记忆里的故事有榕树的叶子一样多”,故乡的榕树下,有哪些事情使“我”至今难忘?(6分)

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小题3:请从语言的角度赏析下面这句话,并说说他在文中的作用。

我的心却像一只小鸟,从哨音里展翅飞出去,飞过迷濛的烟水、苍茫的群山,停落在故乡熟悉的大榕树上。 (5分)

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小题4:本文是一篇构思巧妙,情景交融的抒情散文。请探究本文独特的抒情艺术。(8分)

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