For a student, reading ability is very important in our study. How to read faster and understand better? Here is some advice for you. 1. Find Your Purpose for Reading Before you start reading, ask yourself why you are reading this book. Most people read for two main reasons---pleasure or knowledge. Being clear about your reading purpose not only helps you to stay away from books that you don't need to read. It also reminds you why reading the. book is important to you when you are reading it. You can easily keep reading and finish the book faster. 2. Read Only What You Are Interested in Whether you're reading fiction or nonfiction, it's important to enjoy what you read. Your friends may share books they love, but those books might not be the ones you enjoy. 3. Give up Books That You Don't Enjoy You may have chosen books that agree with your purpose. You may have chosen books that you are interested in. But when you are reading them, there may still be some books that you won't enjoy reading, Whenever you realize that you aren't enjoying the book you are reading, give it up. Remember reading shouldn't be a chore. 4. Give Yourself a Deadline to Finish Each Book Before you read each book, ask yourself when you need to finish this book by. What I find interesting is that I read books that I borrow from libraries faster than the books I bought. The reason is the books I bought don't have a due date! I don't need to return those books, When you don't set a _ to finish your book. There isn't a sense of urgency . And when something isn't urgent, you will like to put it off. The writer reads books borrowed from the library faster than the books he bought because _ . A) they are easy B) he has more time to read them C) he likes them better D) the books he bought have no due date
D

One day a poor student walked in a town. He didn't have anything to eat for several days and he was very hungry. But when he saw a man selling steamed bread ( ), he let out a scream ( ) and fell ( ) to the ground. When the man asked the student what was the matter, the student answered, "I don't like steamed bread. Whenever Isee them , I feel ill and can't eat ." The man then wanted to play a joke on the student. He put ten steamed bread in a room and then put the student in it. After a short time, the man opened the door of the room. H e was surprised to find that the student ate all the steamed bread. The student explained, "For some strange reason, I suddenly find that I like steamed bread." The man was angry that the student had fooled ( ) him. He asked what other things he did not like to eat. "Oh, I like everything," answered the student. "But at the moment I don't like to drink two cups of good strong tea!" The student was very hungry because _ . A) he was poor. B) he was ill. C) he had nothing to eat for a long time D) he walked
C

I'll never forget that summer day in 1965 when my mother suddenly died of an unexplained illness at the age of 36. Later that afternoon, a police officer stopped by to ask my father if the hospital could use Mother's corneas . I was shocked. "The doctors want to _ Mum and give her away to other people!" I thought as I ran into the house in tears. "How can you let them do that to her?" I screamed at my father. "My mum came into this world in one piece and that is how she should go out." "Linda," Father said quietly, putting his arm around me, "the greatest gift you can give is a part of yourself. Your mother and I decided long ago that if we can make a difference in just one person's life after we die, our death will have meaning." He went on to explain they had both decided to donate their organs . The lesson my father taught me that day became one of the most important in my life. Years passed. I married and had a family of my own. In 1980, my father became seriously ill and moved in with us. He cheerfully told me that when he died, he wanted me to donate his eyes. "Sight is one of the greatest gifts a person can give," he said. I told Wendy what her grandpa had said, and with tears in her eyes, she went into her grandpa's room and gave him a big hug. She was only fourteen years old------the same age at which I was introduced to such a thing. What a difference! My father died on April 11,1986, and we donated his eyes as he had wanted. Three days later, Wendy said, "Mum, I'm so proud of you for what did for Grandpa." At that moment, I realized that my father gave much more than his eyes. Why did the writer finally agree on her mother's donation? A) Because she was afraid of her father B) Because she didn't care about it any more C) Because she was too young to stop it. D) Because her father explained to her
D