高中英语阅读理解专题训练12篇（带答案）

高中英语阅读理解专题训练12篇（带答案）

高中英语阅读理解专题训练12篇

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1.

At 23, I was fresh out of graduate school and working in a nursing home, trying to decide my next path in life.

My job involved wheeling residents to the community hall for activities. Elizabeth would wave from her darkened room but refuse to join the gatherings. Nearly blind, and requiring oxygen, she never left her bedside. I soon learned, though, that she loved books, and every day after work I would read to her.

In dim light we made our way through "King Lear," "Henry IV," "Jane Eyre," the poems of Rupert Brooke.

Two golden hours might pass before I'd pack up to return to my apartment. Before I could leave she'd press

my hand, saying, "Child --my literary child. You bring me such joy." Elizabeth's husband died a decade earlier, and their only child, a daughter, was distant for what heartbreaking reason I never knew.

One day an old friend of hers visited and brought her some soup. Smiling broadly, Elizabeth squeezed my arm. "Tomorrow, child, we shall feast."

The next evening I found Elizabeth's bed empty. "I'm sorry," the nurse whispered. She handed me a box and nodded. "She left everything to you." At home, I unpacked it, finding two white sweaters, the dozen leather-bound books and, at the bottom, the can of soup.

That summer I decided ray path. I returned to school to study

literature.

And for 26 years the soup has stayed in my kitchen. It's remained unopened and now is rusted (生锈的). But the memories are preserved.

24. Why did Elizabeth refuse to join the gatherings?

A. She had many books to read.

B. She was not a very social person.

C. She was restricted in her movement.

D. She had no interest in those activities.

25. What do we know about Elizabeth?

A. She loved writing poems.

B. She often visited her friends.

C. She got divorced ten years ago.

D. She had little contact with her daughter.

26. Which is correct to best describe the author according to the text?

A. She used to be doctor.

B. She was inspired by Elizabeth.

C. She taught literature for 26 years.

D. She didn't like the taste of the soup.

27. What is the best title for the passage?

A. A book-loving friend

B. An unforgettable literary journey

C. An interesting nursing experience

D. A short-term job and its lifelong impact

2.

and sat down. Before he ordered, he couldn't help

A handsome middle-aged man walked quietly into the café

but noticed a group of younger men at the table next to him. It was obvious they were making fun of something

about him and it wasn't until he remembered he was wearing a small pink ribbon(丝带) on the lapel of his suit that he became aware of what the joke was all about.

The man pretended not to notice it, but the whisper and laughter began to get to him. He looked one of the

rude young men straight into the eye, placed his hand beneath the ribbon and asked, "This?"

With that the young men all began to laugh out loud. The man he spoke to said, "Hey, sorry, man, but we were just commenting on how pretty your little pink ribbon looks against your blue jacket!"

The middle-aged man calmly invited the joker to come over to his table, and politely seated him. As uncomfortable as he was, the young guy had to, not really sure why. In a soft voice, the middle-aged man said, "I wear this ribbon to bring awareness about breast cancer. I wear it in my mother's honor."

"Oh, sorry. She died of breast cancer?"

"No, she didn't. She's alive and well. But her breasts nourished me as a baby, and were a soft resting place for my head when I was scared or lonely as a little boy. I'm very grateful for my mother's breasts, and her health."

"Umm," the young replied, "yeah."

"And I wear this ribbon to honor my wife," the man continued.

"And she's okay, too?" the young guy asked.

"Oh, yes. She's fine. Her breasts have been a great source of loving pleasure for both of us, and with them she nurtured and nourished our daughter 23 years ago. I'm grateful for my wife's breasts, and her health."

"Uh, huh. And I guess you wear it to honor your daughter,

also?"

"No. It's too late to honor my daughter by wearing it now ……"

Shaken and ashamed, the young guy said, "Oh, I'm so sorry, mister."

"So, in my daughter's memory, too, I proudly wear this little ribbon, which allows me the opportunity to

With this, he reached in his pocket and handed the young man a little pink ribbon. enlighten others. And here…＂The young guy looked at it, slowly raised his head and asked, "……?"

59. The young men joked about the middle-aged man's _____.

A. looks

B. ribbon

C. attitude

D. clothes

60. What may have happened to the man's daughter?

A. She died of breast cancer.

B. She was ill with cancer.

C. She had gone abroad.

D. She got married.

61. What will the young man probably ask?

A. May I give it to my mother?

B. Can you help me put it on?

C. Will you please forgive me?

D. Shall we have some drink together?

62. What is the best title for the passage?

A. An Unusual Meeting.

B. An Impressive Lesson.

C. Be Grateful to Your Beloved.

D. Little Pink Ribbon

3.

I set out to help clean up the beach after a violent storm a year ago. The sight I saw was heartbreaking. The broken houses seemed to be weeping quietly. I couldn't describe how I felt. But something special among the debris (废墟) turned my day around.

I joined a club to clean up the beach after the storm last November. As I removed the debris from the beach, I noticed an object with shiny buttons in the wet sand. It was a jacket, and I was excited since Halloween was coming and I thought I had found a great costume. After picking it up, I was able to see that the jacket was from West Point (西点军校), the United States Military Academy, and it had the name "deGavre" written inside.

I realized the jacket might be important to someone. I decided to find the jacket's owner and return it.

I called the West Point Museum, considering that if the family couldn't be found, the jacket should go there.

The museum connected me with Kim McDermott, Director of Communications for the Academy's Association of Graduates. Kim soon ensured that the jacket had belonged to Chester Braddock deGavre, who was a 1933 graduate and a war hero, but passed away in 1993.

I sent Kim a photo of the jacket and she posted it to the West Point Association of Graduates Facebook Page, asking if anyone could help us find the family. In less than two hours, someone had found and called the hero's wife, Teresa. Soon I started to receive personal messages from members of the deGavre family, their friends and others who were touched by the story and they found me on Facebook.

Finding Chester deGavre's jacket and connecting to his family

with the help of Facebook have been so

meaningful to me. I've formed a bond with amazing people

I might have never met.

4. Seeing the sight after the storm, the author felt very ________.

A. sad

B. surprised

C. nervous

D. disappointed

5. What did the author think at first after he saw the jacket?

A. He should try to find its owner.

B. He could wear it for Halloween.

C. He should return it to West Point.

D. He could send it to others for free.

6. Why did the author call the West Point Museum?

A. Because the jacket was made there.

B. Because the jacket's owner worked there.

C. Because the workers there needed the jacket.

D. Because the jacket might be collected by the museum.

7. According to the text, who was Kim McDermott?

A. He happened to be the owner of the jacket.

B. He was a student graduating from West Point.

C. He was someone who could find a record of the graduates.

D. He was a family member of the author.

4.

Times are a little tough at our house right now. Neither of us makes a lot of money, but years of experience have taught us how to walk between the raindrops and make it from one month to the next with a fair amount of grace. I cook a lot at home, more when we're facing lean times. When I know that I have to keep us

fed on not

much money, I fall back on my grandmother's recipes. She taught me to cook.

When I was a kid, my twin brother and I spent long summer weeks and Christmas vacations with my mother's parents in the mountains of North Carolina. Rather than go hunting with my grandfather on frozen mornings, I found myself more and more in the kitchen with my grandmother, watching her making a lemon cheese pie with her soft hands.

My great-grandmother died when my grandmother was 11 years old. As the eldest daughter, she was expected to take on all of the housework while attending school. Throughout the Great Depression, she learned how to make

a little food go a long way. Vegetables were cheap, so she cooked a lot of them, mostly only using small amounts of meat for seasoning. Roast beef was a twice-a-month luxury, but there was nothing she couldn't do with a chicken, every part of it. Nothing went to waste.

Now I understand that her food was sacred. I feel connected to my grandmother and to hundreds of years of

family when I'm in my kitchen making country food. In the delicious smells is a long tale of victory over hard times, of conquering starvation--of not just surviving, but finding joy and pleasure in every meal of every day.

From grandmother I learned to take real satisfaction in feeding people. My grandmother would beam with

pleasure over a heavily laden table and say, "Do you know what this would cost at the restaurant?" I never knew what restaurant in particular she had in mind, but I knew that the question was totally not fair, because no restaurant

anywhere can cook like a grandmother. But now, thanks to her guidance and years of practice, I can.

28. According to the passage, the author cooks a lot at home because__________.

A. she wants to try out her grandmother's recipes

B. she and her husband are quite particular about food

C. she enjoys cooking at home

D. she and her husband are embarrassed financially

29. What does the underlined word "lean" mean in the first paragraph?

A. with a bad harvest

B. with little money

C. with little energy

D. with little work

30. According to the passage, the author's grandmother__________.

A. learnt to cook throughout the Great Depression

B. was careful in budgeting

C. preferred chicken to beef

D. was careful in cooking vegetables

31. Which of the following can be the best title of the passage?

A. Cook like My Grandmother

B. My Grandmother's Sacred Food

C. My Grandmother's Recipe

D. Joy and Pleasure in Cooking

5.

"Joe? Is that you?" The woman speaking to me at the baseball game looked a little familiar. "Marci?" I asked.

"It IS you !" she cried out, smiling broadly. "Gosh, it's good to

see you again !"

It was good to see Marci, too. Off and on during the past few decades, I've wondered about her. I almost tried

to search for her a few years ago after talking to a friend who had indicated that the 1990s had been pretty rough for Marci. So meeting her at the baseball game was really out of expectation.

We spent a few minutes talking about our lives—the good old, bad old days. Then Marci grew quiet for a moment. "You know, Joe," she said, " I've always wanted to tell you…how…how sorry I am for the way I tr you. You must have been hurt both physically and mentally." I was a little embarrassed. I turned and looked at her.

"It's OK," I said, "No big deal!" "But I was such a jerk," she continued. Yes you were, I thought. "We were both

pretty young," I smiled. "I know." she said, "It's just always bothered me, remembering how mean I was to you.

And I've wanted to tell you that I'm sorry."

The expression on her face was warm and sincere. And there was something in her eyes—it looked a lot like relief. "OK," I said. "Apology accepted!" Overcome by the sweetness of the moment, I reached an arm around her

and gave her a quick hug. Just then, the crowd erupted with a huge cheer, and Marci and I both returned our attention to the game. By the time I looked over to where she had been, she was gone. But the warm, wonderful feeling of our brief exchange was still there, and continues to this day whenever I think about it.

It isn't enough to just say "I'm sorry" and "You're forgiven." But when those words are truly felt and sincerely expressed, they can open the door to miracles of the heart. Forgiveness can bring

peace to an injured soul—even years after the fact. Even at a baseball game.

21. What kind of life did Marci live during the late 20th century according to the passage?

A. Happy.

B. Busy.

C. Hard.

D. Simple.

22. What does the underlined word "jerk" in the third paragraph mean?

A. A humorous person.

B. A cruel person.

C. A careless person.

D. An honest person.

23. Why did Marci look in relief after talking with the author?

A. Because her favorite tea m won the game.

B. Because she learned Joe was living a good life.

C. Because she made an apology to the author.

D. Because she found she was not mean any longer.

24. What might be the best title for the passage?

A. Excitement of a Baseball Game

B. Mental Burden of a Woman

C. Miracles of Forgiveness

D. Relief of Finding a friend

6.

John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his army uniform, and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station. He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he

didn't, the girl with the rose.

His interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Florida library. Taking a book off the shelf he found himself intrigued, not with the words of the book, but with the notes penciled in the margin. The soft handwriting

reflected a thoughtful soul and insightful mind. In the front of the book, he discovered the previous owner's name, Miss Hollis Maynell. With time and effort he located her address. She lived in New York City. He wrote her a letter introducing himself and inviting her to correspond. The next day he was shipped overseas for service in World War II.

During the next year and one month the two grew to know each other through mail. Each letter was a seed falling on a fertile heart. A romance was budding. Blanchard requested a photograph, but she refused. She felt that

if he really cared, it wouldn't matter what she looked like.

When the day finally came for him to return from Europe, they scheduled their first meeting --7:00 PM at the Great Central Station in New York. "You'll recognize me," she wrote, "by the red rose I'll be wearing on my lapel."

So at 7:00 he was in the station looking for a girl whose heart he loved, but whose face he'd never seen.

I'll let Mr. Blanchard tell you what happened: A young woman was coming toward me, and her figure long and slim. Her blonde hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears; her eyes were blue as flowers. Her lips and chin had a gentle firmness, and in her pale green suit she was like springtime come alive. I started toward her, entirely forgetting to notice that she was not wearing a rose. As I moved, a small, attractive smile curved her lips. "Going my way, sailor?" she murmured.

Almost uncontrollably I made one step closer to her, and

then I saw Hollis Maynell. She was standing almost directly behind the girl. A woman well past 40, she had graying hair tucked under a worn hat. She was more than plump, her thick-ankled feet thrust into low-heeled shoes. The girl in the green suit was walking quickly away. I felt

as though I was split in two, so keen was my desire to follow her, and yet so deep was my longing for the woman whose spirit had truly accompanied me and upheld my own.

And there she stood Her pale，plump face was gentle and sensible, her gray eyes had a warm and kindly twinkle. I did not hesitate. My fingers gripped the small worn blue leather copy of the book that was to identify me

to her.

This would not be love, but it would be something precious, something perhaps even better than love, a friendship for which I had been and must ever be grateful. I squared my shoulders and saluted and held out the

book to the woman, even though while I spoke I felt choked by the bitterness of my disappointment. I'm Lieutenant (中尉)John Blanchard，and you must be Miss Maynell. I am so glad you could meet me; may I take you to dinner?"

The woman's face broadened into a tolerant smile. "I don't know what this is about, son," she answered, "but

the young lady in the green suit who just went by, she begged me to wear this rose on my coat And she said if you were to ask me out to dinner, I should go and tell you that she is waiting for you in the big restaurant across the

street She said it was some kind of test!"

It's not difficult to understand and admire Miss Maynell's wisdom. The true nature of a heart is seen in its response to the

unattractive, "Tell me whom you love," Houssaye wrote, "And I will tell you who you are."

65. The underlined phrase "intrigued" in Paragraph 2 means "______" .

A. satisfied with

B. fascinated by

C. encouraged by

D. frustrated with

66. How did John Blanchard know of Miss Hollis Maynell?

A. They lived in the same city.

B. They were both interested in literature.

C. John came across Hollis in a Florida library.

D. John knew Hollis's name from a library book.

67. Hollis refused to send Blanchard a photo because _____ .

A. she bought true love is beyond appearance

B. she wasn't confident about her appearance

C. she was only a middle-aged woman

D. she had never taken any photo before they knew

68. What was the real Miss Hollis Maynell like?

A. She was a plump woman with graying hair.

B. She was a slightly fat girl, with blonde hair

C. She was a young, pretty girl wearing a green suit

D. She was a middle-aged woman in her forties.

69. When Blanchard went over to greet the woman, he was_____ .

A. disappointed but well-behaved

B. excited and confident

C. annoyed and bad-mannered

D. shocked but inspired

70. Which of the following can be the best title for the

passage?

A. Don't Judge a Book by its Cover

B. The Symbol of Rose

C. Love is Blind

D. A Test of Love

7.

I went to the Tsavo National Park in northern Kenya for a film. We set off early for a distant water hole. A

huge elephant covered with dry mud, drank calmly and deeply. He might have traveled 50 km to reach the water.

He wasn't going to hurry now. We thought that he'd drink a while and rest in the shade, and then drink again. What actually happened was that he drank deeply and stepped away. Then he suddenly fell down. Within minutes he was dead.

We called animal doctor Jeremiah Poghon immediately. He removed the head of a poisoned arrow from the elephant's body, and let out over 100 liters of pus(脓)--the result of the elephant's meeting with a poacher months ago.

Today's poacher shoots from a distance. An arrow, covered with poison, is fired into the body of an elephant. If the poacher is lucky, the elephant might die in an hour or two; if not, he might have to follow the elephant for days before it dies. Often the arrow head fails to kill the elephant at once-- it doesn't mean the poison won't finally kill

the elephant, but it will be a slow death.

Living in Tsavo through these times, I could see the results of poaching from time to time. When I think about

the death of that elephant, what stays with me is the extraordinary silence after the shocking sound of his body hitting the ground. I took some comfort from the knowledge that as the

dead body returned to the soil, some animals would benefit-- but I couldn't escape the feeling that with the death of such a large animal, the world seemed to be a poorer and emptier place.

24. While filming near the water hole, the author and his team ______.

A. knew the elephant was injured

B. found the elephant acted violently

C. tried their best to save the elephant

D. thought the elephant was in good condition

25. According to the passage, the underlined word "poacher" is probably ______.

A. A hunter who kills or catches animals illegally

B. A kind of fierce meat-eating animal

C. A serious disease that can infect elephants

D. A kind of deadly poison

26. Further examination showed that the dead elephant ______.

A. had suffered a lot

B. was killed by a poisonous needle

C. had suffered an hour or two

D. had had a good fight with a poacher

27. Why did the author write the article?

A. To introduce the African elephant.

B. To show the cruelty of poaching.

C. To describe his filming experience.

D. To ask readers to protect wild animals.

8.

Pete Richards was the loneliest man in town on the day that little Jean Grace opened the door of his shop.

Pete's grandfather had owned the shop until his death. Then

the shop became Pete's. The front window was

full of beautiful old things: jewelry of a hundred years ago, gold and silver boxes, carved figures from China and Japan and other nations.

On this winter afternoon, a child stood there, her face close to the window. With large and serious eyes, she studied each piece in the window. Then, looking pleased, she stepped back from the window and went into the shop. Pete himself stood behind the counter. His eyes were cold as he looked at the small girl. " Please," she began, " would you let me look at the pretty string of blue beads in the window?" Pete took the string of blue beads from the window. The beads were beautiful against his hand as he held the necklace up for her to see.

"They are just right," said the child as though she were alone with the beads. "Will you wrap them up in pretty paper for me, please? I've been looking for a really wonderful Christmas present for my sister.

"How much money do you have?" asked Pete.

She put a handful of pennies on the counter. "This is all I have," she explained simply. "I've been saving the money for my sister's present. "

Pete looked at her, his eyes thoughtful. Then he carefully closed his hand over the price mark on the necklace so that she could not see it. How could he tell her the price? The happy look in her big blue eyes struck him like the pain of an old wound.

"Just a minute," he said and went to the back of the shop. "What's your name?" he called out. He was very busy about something.

"Jean Grace," answered the child.

When Pete returned to the front of the shop, he held a

package in his hand. It was v/rapped in pretty Christmas paper.

"There you are," he said. "Don't lose it on the way home. "

She smiled happily at him as she ran out of the door. Through the window he watched her go. He felt more alone than ever.

Something about Jean Grace and her string of beads had made him feel once more the pain of his old grief. The child's hair was as yellow as the sunlight; her eyes were as blue as the sea. Once upon a time, Pete had loved a girl with hair of that same yellow and with eyes just as blue. And the necklace of blue stones had been meant for her.

But one rainy night, a car had gone off the road and struck the girl. After she died, Pete felt that he had nothing left in the world except his grief. The blue eyes of Jean Grace brought him out of that world of self-pity and made him remember again all that he had lost. The pain of remembering was so great that Pete wanted to run away from the happy Christmas shoppers who came to look at his beautiful old things during the next ten days.

When the last shopper had gone, late on Christmas Eve, The door opened and a young woman came in. Pete could not understand it, but he felt that he had seen her before. Her hair was sunlight yellow and her eyes were

sea-blue. Without speaking, she put on the counter a package wrapped in pretty Christmas paper. When Pete opened the package, the string of blue beads lay again before him.

Did this come from your shop?" she asked.

Pete looked at her with eyes no longer cold. "Yes, it did," he said.

"Are the stones real?"

"Yes. They aren't the best turquoise(绿松石), but they are real. "

"Can you remember to whom you sold them?"

"She was a small girl. Her name was Jean. She wanted them for her sister's Christmas present. "

"How much were they?"

"I can't tell you that," he said. "The seller never tells anyone else what a buyer pays. "

"But Jean has never had more than a few pennies. How could she pay for them?"

"She paid the biggest price one can ever pay," he said.

For a moment there was no sound in the little shop. Then somewhere in the city, church bells began to ring. It was midnight and the beginning of another Christmas Day.

"But why did you do it?" the girl asked.

Pete put the package into her hands.

"There is no one else to whom I can give a Christmas present," he said. "It is already Christmas morning. Will you let me take you to your home? I would like to wish you a Merry Christmas at your door. "

And so, to the sound of many bells, Pete Richards and a girl whose name he had not yet learned walked out

into the hope and happiness of a new Christmas Day.

27. Pete did not say the price of the necklace because ______.

A. the seller never tells anyone else what a buyer pays

B. he priced the necklace too high

C. he knew it would disappoint the girl

D. he didn't want to sell the necklace

28. The eyes of Jean Grace brought Pete out of his world of self-pity and he ______.

A. tried to forget the memory of his sweetheart

B. began to look at the world optimistically

C. remembered his lost love

D. no longer felt the pain in him

29. By saying "She paid the biggest price one can ever pay," Pete meant that Jean Grace_________.

A. gave the most money for the necklace

B. gave all she had with her for the necklace

C. appreciated the value of the necklace

D. wanted to have the best thing in the shop

30. At the end of the story we see that Pete _____ .

A. found another girl that he could trust

B. met someone who truly loved him

C. found a place to go at last

D. regained his ability to love

9.

Martha had been working for Miller Laboratories for two years, but she was not happy there. Nothing significant had happened in the way of promotions or salary increases. Martha felt that her supervisor, a younger

and less experienced person than she, did not like her. In fact, the supervisor often said unpleasant things to her.

One day, while talking with her friend Maria, she mentioned how discouraged she gave her the name of a cousin of hers who was director of Human Resources Department for a large chemical company. Martha called him the next day and set up an interview on her lunch hour.

During the interview, Mr. Petri said, "You're just the kind of person we need here. You're being wasted in your other job. Give me a call in a day or two. I'm sure we can find a place for you in our organization." Martha was so happy she almost danced out of the building.

That afternoon, Ruth Kenny, her supervisor, saw that Martha had come in ten minutes late from her lunch hour and she said, "Oh, so you finally decided to come back to work today?"

This was the last straw. She could not take another insult. Besides, Mr. Petri was right: she was being wasted

in this job.

"Look," she said angrily, "if you don't like the way I work, I don't need to stay here, I'll go where I'm appreciated! Good-bye!" She took up her things and stormed out of the office.

That night she called Maria and told her what had happened and then asked Maria, "What do you think?"

"Well," said Maria carefully, "are you sure about the other job?"

"Well, not exactly, but…"

Maria continued, " Will you be able to get a recommendation from Ms. Kenny if you need one?"

"A recommendation? ... from Ms. Kenny?" hesitated Martha, in a worried tone.

"Martha I hope you didn't bum your bridges，" Maria said. "I think I would have handled it differently."

28. Martha is unhappy in her job because________.

A. she has not advanced

B. the work is not significant

C. her supervisor is younger than she

D. there is too much work with little payment

29. Which of the following statements is NOT true?

A. At her supervisor's criticism, Martha lost her temper.

B. Mr. Petri felt Martha was not valued in her present job.

C. Martha's interview with the director was on her lunch hour.

D. Martha got the name of the director through her cousin.