Read the article and select the best answer. Article: A German taxi-driver, Franz Bussman, recently found his brother who was thought to have been killed twenty years ago. While on a walking tour with his wife, he stopped to talk to a workman. After they had gone on, Mrs. Bussman said that the workman was closely like her husband and even suggested that he might be his brother. Franz laughed at the idea, pointing out that his brother had been killed in action during the war. Though Mrs. Busman knew this story quite well, she thought there was a chance in a million that she might be right. A few days later, she sent a boy to the workman to ask him if his name was Hans Bussman. Needless to say, the man's name was Hans Bussman. And he really was Franz's long-lost brother. When the brothers were reunited, Hans explained how it was that he was still alive. After having been wondered towards the end of the war, he had been sent to hospital and was separated from his unit . The hospital had been bombed and Hans had made his way back into Western Germany on foot. Meanwhile, his unit was lost and all records of him had been destroyed. Hans returned to his home, but the house had been bombed up. Guessing that his family had all been killed during an air-raid , Hans settled down in a village fifty miles away where he had remained ever since. Question: Which of the following can be used as the best title of the passage? Options: A: Living Not Far B: Coming Back to Life C: A Chance in a Million D: Back after the War
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Read the article and select the best answer. Article: My name is Laura. At the age of 35, I decided to work on the plane against the will of my children. After my first plane ride at the age of five, I felt so excited that I had a dream of earning my wings on the plane. I didn't earn much, but I loved my job. We were flying from Los Angeles to Washington, D.C, when I answered a call. Then I went to the cabin , I found a young mother struggling with her baby son. She told me that she had no more diapers . With the saddest eyes I have ever seen, she continued. She said she had two babies, but she could no longer support two of them. She was taking her son to a family in New Hampshire. As she stood in front of me, crying, I could see the hopelessness on her face. I went away and got some diapers from the other mothers, and gave her a sweater of mine. After the woman and her son had changed their clothes, I sat with her, holding her hand, trying to provide some support and comfort. I could feel her pain and her love for her baby son. During that time, I kept thinking of my children who were waiting for me in New York. Once we landed, I walked with them to their next flight, which would take them to their final destination. The woman thanked me a lot, and I replied, "Thank you, too." At this moment, I couldn't wait to return home to see my children. Question: Laura's job on the plane was to _ . Options: A: help the pilot manage the airplane B: help the passengers when they were in trouble C: help the passengers adventure by plane D: ensure the safety of the airplane
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Ques: Read the article and select the best answer. Article: My grandfather spent most of his life in a turbulent India. After settling in New York, he took up his true passion: gardening. Grandfather's garden was where I took refuge from a world of adults and schoolwork. My grandfather cultivated squash and tomatoes -- it was not rare to find me somewhere in the garden, either secretly eating a tomato, or just sitting and admiring my grandfather's hard work. However, as time went by, I did not have the chance to visit his house as often as I used to. On my eleventh birthday, I received a gift bag wrapped in pretty paper from my grandfather. Excited to see what he had given to me for my birthday, I tore apart the paper only to find a yellow squash. I was very angry. What a stupid present! But gradually, I realized that in my developing a relationship with his garden, I had unknowingly grown very close to my grandfather himself, something he wished to remind me of through his gift. His commitment towards doing things definitely influenced me. It could bring him a sense of accomplishment. Because of him, I try to model the idea of approaching everything with both drive and passion. My grandfather passed away five years ago, but his influence on me could not be bigger than it is today. As I prepare to enter college and move on from my relatively sheltered high school life toward achieving complete independence, allowing my passions to find their way into whatever I may be doing will be very necessary. I still look up to my grandfather very much to this day, and I hope that one day I will be able to sow in my own garden, and give someone else a squash on his or her birthday -- it was the most meaningful gift I have ever received.[:ZXXK] Question: Why did the grandfather send the author a squash? Options: A: Squash was the author's favorite vegetable. B: Squash was the greatest achievement of him. C: He wanted to remind the author that they had been close. D: He wanted the author to follow his career.
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Ques:Read the article and select the best answer. Article: All day long he flew, and at night-time he arrived at the city. "Where shall I put up?" he said; "I hope the town has made preparations." Then he saw the statue on the tall column. "I will put up there," he cried; "it is a fine position, with plenty of fresh air." So he flew down and settled just between the feet of the Happy Prince. "I have a golden bedroom," he said softly to himself as he looked round, and he prepared to go to sleep; but just as he was putting his head under his wing a large drop of water fell on him. "What a curious thing!" he cried; "there is not a single cloud in the sky, the stars are quite clear and bright, and yet it is raining. The climate in the north of Europe is really dreadful." Then another drop fell. "What is the use of a statue if it cannot keep the rain off?" he said; "I must look for a good chimney-pot," and he determined to fly away. But before he had opened his wings, a third drop fell, and he looked up, and saw--Ah! What did he see? The eyes of the Happy Prince were filled with tears, and tears were running down his golden cheeks. His face was so beautiful in the moonlight that the little Swallow was filled with pity. "Who are you?" he said. "I am the Happy Prince." "Why are you weeping then?" asked the Swallow, "you have quite wetted me." "When I was alive and had a human heart," answered the statue, "I did not know what tears were, for I lived in theprefix = st1 /PalaceofSans-Souci, where sorrow is not allowed to enter. In the daytime I played with my companions in the garden, and in the evening I led the dance in the Great Hall. Round the garden ran a very high wall, but I never cared to ask what lay beyond it, everything about me was so beautiful. People called me the Happy Prince, and happy indeed I was, if pleasure be happiness. So I lived, and so I died. And now that I am dead they have set me up here so high that I can see all the ugliness and all the misery of my city, and though my heart is made of lead yet I cannot... Question: What made the Happy Prince weep according to the passage? Options: A: The high wall stopping him from going out. B: His not being able to play with his companions. C: His sudden death and his statue being too high. D: The hard life of the people and his inability to help.

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D