–Which hair band do you like best, madam_爱下问搜题

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问题选择题

–Which hair band do you like best, madam?

–I can’t decide now. I really don’t know _________.

A．to choose which one

B．choose which one

C．which one to choose

D．which one I should choose it

答案

答案：C

题目分析：句意：夫人，你最喜欢哪个发带？——我现在还不能决定。我真的不知道选哪一个。疑问词加不定式作用相当于一个宾语从句，不定式相当于定语，表示具体的将要进行的动作。选项D是宾语从句，逻辑宾语是which one，不用再加代词it，故选C。

点评：疑问词加不定式作用相当于一个宾语从句，其区分主要是依据疑问词的不同来判断。首先要理解每个选项的基本含义，然后结合语境具体分析。

单项选择题

烟草专卖许可证的持证人需要暂停营业的，应在（）内向发证机关提出停业申请。

A、停业后7日

B、停业前5日

C、停业前7日

D、停业后5日

单项选择题

Meet the Bauls

遇见鲍尔人

Most Westerners, if they know the Bauls at all, remember the non sequitur of a couple of members of this Bengali sect standing next to Bob Dylan on the cover of Dylan’s milestone album "John Wesley Harding. " The story goes that Dylan was depressed, and his foster-father/ manager, Albert Grossman, arranged for the seer-singers to visit Woodstock to cheer up our poet laureate.
Apocryphal I would agree, if my introduction to the Bauls weren’t remarkably similar.
I’d gone to India as a recent recruit of The Dharma Bums, a group that had been invited to play the World Festival of Sacred Music in May. Unaccustomed to international travel, I got to the concert site in Bangalore dazed, sick, and terrified．
I came thoroughly awake at sound check. It’s fear that does it. Peering out at 800 empty seats at the local college auditorium, fighting with squealing mikes, a smattering of hangers-on understandably unimpressed with the wretched sounds coming from our throats. When the concert began, I settled in to my seat to suffer the humiliation of watching a whole show of spiritually advanced musicians make contact with a highest being—before we came out and sucked．
Then four men dressed in flowing golden-orange gowns sauntered onstage, smiling. They sat, acknowledging applause. The oldest and straightest was blind．
The Bauls call themselves spiritual anarchists because they declare themselves to be Hindus and true Moslems—acknowledging no contradiction. Their home base is Calcutta, the Indian city famous for its "black hole ," where everything is cut to the bone, spirituality included．
Seven months a year, the Bauls wander as musician mendicants, accepting alms for song. The remainder of the year, they return to their families and resume their "day job" of walking the cars of the hell-trains of Calcutta, performing their bloodless open-heart surgery for half-rupees and blessings.
The first of the four—the wasted remains of a handsome man—stood, commencing to wail and slowly, on bell-jangling feet, to dance. At the end of a long, thin arm he thumbed a one- stringed harp’s single note, his voice so filled with moumful joy that tears instantaneously began to splash my cheek. He seemed to cry out: "All you see before you is yours Lord, do with me what you will. " A single tooth flashed against the scarlet hole of this mouth, ecstasy-laced red eyes pinched shut, then opened again to pilot bare feet to a resting place. As he sat, we rained applause.
A smaller, more powerful black swan of a man stands. His voice, unlike his comrade’s, is virile and revved up to matinee-idol pitch. The black swan plucks out a wobbling volley, then points his pick hand straight at a member of the audience. What proceeds is a wedding of power and passion as might have caused Otis Redding to reconsider his singing career. Our applause is thunderous. He makes the prayer sign at chest, and sits.
Up rises Oedipus at Colonnus, his eyes shameless wounds, never to heal; the fourth Baul, a young drummer, takes the elbow of this guru he walks beside every day, his master now singing and smiling. With each step, the blind man comments with even greater vigor at another even more extraordinary development in this, his dialogue with GoD．The guide prods him to the edge of the stage; once there, Oedipus raises both his hands and commences to crow for joy, connecting with such power as we, the audience, cry out to tell him where we are and to thank him, almost as a lover cries in gratitude. Hearing this, he redoubles his effort. At the very edge of the huge stage, the other three are bent, whipping up a small storm of accompaniment. Oedipus suddenly twists his head halfway between heaven and earth, and straight into the hot stage lights he peers as three shrill notes shoot from his small, misshapen mouth, making it all stop. He is with God already; what remains here with us is merely a witness to the beyond．
What else matters Certainly not our performance. My only ambition at present is to be nearer the Bauls.

It seems that the mention of Bob Dylan serves as an introduction______.

A．of the Bauls

B．of a musical genre
C．to the album "John Wesley Harding"
D．to western music