单选题My brother is four years older than me and someone I look（）to, even though he is shorter than meAupBdownCbelowDover
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My brother is four years older than me and someone I look（）to, even though he is shorter than me
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up
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down
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below
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over
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根据文章，回答 60～63 问题BIt was the first mow of winter -- an exciting day for every, child but not for most tether. Up until now, l had been able to dress myself for recess(课间休息), but today I would need some help. Miss Finlayson, my kindergarten teacher at Princess Elizabeth School near Hamilton, Ontario, had been through first snow days ,tony times in her long career, but I think struggled still remember this one.I managed to get into my wool snow pants. But I straggled with my jacket because it didn’t fit well. It was a hand-me-down from my brother, and it made me wonder why I had to wear his ugly clothes. At least my hat and matching scarf were mine, and they were quite pretty. Finally it was time to have Miss Finlayson help me with my boots. In her calm, motherly voice she said, "By the end of winter, you will be able to put on own boots. “ I didn’t realize at the time that this was more a statement of hope than of confidence.I handed her my boots and stuck out my foot. Like most children, I expected the adult to do an the work. After mush wiggling and pushing, she managed to get first one into place and then, with a sigh, worked the second one on too.I announced，“They’re on the wrong feet．”With the grace that only experience can bring，she struggled to get the boots off and went through the joyless task of putting them on again．Then I said，“These aren’t my boots．you know．”As she pulled the offending boots from my feet，she still managed to look both helpful and interested．Once they were off．I said，“They are my brother’s boots．My mother makes me wear them，and I hate them!” Somehow，from long years of practice，she managed to act as though I wasn’t an annoying little girl．She pushed and shoved．less gently this time，and the boots were returned to their proper place on my feet．With a great sigh of relief，seeing the end of her struggle with me，she asked，“Now，where are your gloves?’’I looked into her eyes and said．“I didn’t want to lose them．so I put them into the toes of my boots．”第5题：According to the passage，the little girl got from her brother．（ ）A．the wool snow pants and the jacketB．the jacket and the bootsC．the jacket and the hatD．the boots and the gloves
阅读下面短文，从短文后各题所给的四个选项（A、B、C和D）中，选出可以填入空白处的最佳选项，并在答题卡上将该项涂黑。I was successful at my job. I worked very hard, but it21 me and my family a fabulous (极好的) lifestyle. I’d worked for the same company for twenty years and had worked my way up to department director.22, one afternoon last May, I was called to the office, and it was 23 explained to me that they were letting me go. I just sat there 24 they talked on and all I could think was, “I’ve 25.” I’d been so well respected26I was of no value.For six weeks, I was in a very 27 place. I wandered around my house like a zombie (僵尸). I could 28 things needed doing, but would not do anything. My beliefs in looking forward and seeing the positive (积极的) in everything 29 me.Then, in late June, my youngest son’s football team made the city cup final. The year before, he’d been very sad when I 30 the same final, so he was 31 when I told him I’d go. Not only did they win, but the look on his face as he saw me 32 him on was unbelievable, From then on, I spent the summer enjoying my some and their passions (激情). I attended match after match and performances of my elder son’s band—I 33 went to another city to watch him play. These moments were so 34. My life had been so much devoted to 35 for so long, and I felt 36 that my sons were happy to welcome me into their world.37 , being unemployed gave me back a sense of purpose ----- I was someone’s mum! I felt a sense of being 38 Again. Now I feel more positive about my professional 39and I’m getting on better with my family than I ever have. Losing my job made me realize just how 40 it is to achieve real balance in life.21. A. promised B. afforded C. showed D. left
AIt was the first snow of winter – an exciting day for every child but not for most teachers. Up until now, I had been old enough to dress myself, but today I would need some help. Miss Finlayson, my kindergarten teacher, had been through first snow days many times, but I think she may still remember this one.I managed to get into my wool snow trousers. But I struggled with my jacket because it didn’t fit well. It was a hand-me-down from my brother, and it made me wonder why I had to wear his ugly clothes. At least my hat and scarf were mine, and they were quite pretty. Finally it was time to have Miss Finlayson help me with my boots（靴子）.In her calm, motherly voice she said, “By the end of winter, you will all be able to put on your own boots.” I didn’t realize at the time that this was more a statement of hope than of confidence（信心）.I handed her my boots and stuck out my foot. Like most children, I expected grown-ups to do all the work. After much pushing, she managed to get the first one into place and then, with a sigh, worked the second one on too.I announced, “They’re on the wrong feet.”She struggled to get the boots off and went through the joyless task of putting them on again.“They’re my brother’s boots, you know,” I said. “I hate them!”Somehow, from long years of practice, she managed to act as though I wasn’t an annoying（烦人的）little girl, She pushed and pushed, less gently this time. With a greater sigh, seeing the end of her struggle with me, she asked, “Now, where are your mittens（连指手套）?”I looked into her eyes and said, “I didn’t want to lose them, so I hid them in the toes of my boots.”41．The little girl was more satisfied with her__________-.A．trousersB．jacket C．boots D．hat
My brother has just arrived, but I didn’t know he ( ) to see me until yesterday afternoon.A、comeB、cameC、was comingD、is coming
His father is ________ than his mother. A.older four yearsB.as four years olderC.four years olderD.four years bigger
– – Take it easy.He‘ll do well.() A.I just can‘t help worrying about my brother.B.What‘s the matter with your brother?.C.How about your brother?D.My brother will succeed, I believe.
My brother is four years older than me and someone I look______ to, even though he is shorter than me.A、upB、downC、belowD、over
BIt was the first mow of winter -- an exciting day for every, child but not for most tether. Up until now, l had been able to dress myself for recess（课间休息）, but today I would need some help. Miss Finlayson, my kindergarten teacher at Princess Elizabeth School near Hamilton, Ontario, had been through first snow days ,many times in her long career, but I think struggled still remember this one.I managed to get into my wool snow pants. But I straggled with my jacket because it didn’t fit well. It was a hand-me-down from my brother, and it made me wonder why I had to wear his ugly clothes. At least my hat and matching scarf were mine, and they were quite pretty. Finally it was time to have Miss Finlayson help me with my boots. In her calm, motherly voice she said, “By the end of winter, you will be able to put on own boots. ” I didn’t realize at the time that this was more a statement of hope than of confidence.I handed her my boots and stuck out my foot. Like most children, I expected the adult to do an the work. After mush wiggling and pushing, she managed to get first one into place and then, with a sigh, worked the second one on too.I announced，“They’re on the wrong feet. ”With the grace that only experience can bring，she struggled to get the boots off and went through the joyless task of putting them on again. Then I said，“These aren’t my boots. you know. ”As she pulled the offending boots from my feet，she still managed to look both helpful and interested. Once they were off. I said，“They are my brother’s boots. My mother makes me wear them，and I hate them!” Somehow，from long years of practice，she managed to act as though I wasn’t an annoying little girl. She pushed and shoved. less gently this time，and the boots were returned to their proper place on my feet. With a great sigh of relief，seeing the end of her struggle with me，she asked，“Now，where are your gloves?’’I looked into her eyes and said. “I didn’t want to lose them. so I put them into the toes of my boots. ”60. According to the passage，the little girl got from her brother.A. the wool snow pants and the jacket B. the jacket and the bootsC. the jacket and the hat D. the boots and the gloves
阅读下列短文，从每题所给的A、B、C、D四个选项中，选出最佳选项，AHow I Turned to Be OptimisticI began to grow up that winter night when my parents and I were returning from my aunt's house, and my mother said that we might soon be leaving for America. We were on the bus then. I was crying, and some people on the bus were turning around to look at me. I remember that I could not bear the thought of never hearing again the radio program for school children to which I listened every morning.I do not remember myself crying for this reason again. In fact, I think I cried very little when I was saying goodbye to my friends and relatives. When we were leaving I thought about all the places I was going to see-—the strange and magical places I had known only from books and pictures. The country I was leaving never to come back was hardly in my head then.The four years that followed taught me the importance of optimism, but the idea did not come to me at once. For the first two years in New York I was really lost—having to study in three schools as a result of family moves. I did not quite know what I was or what I should be. Mother remarried, and things became even more complex for me. Some time passed before my stepfather and I got used to each other. I was often sad, and saw no end to "the hard times."My responsibilities in the family increased a lot since I knew English better than everyone else at home. I wrote letters, filled out forms, translated at interviews with Immigration officers, took my grandparents to the doctor and translated there, and even discussed telephone bills with company representatives.From my experiences I have learned one important rule: almost all common troubles eventually go away! Something good is certain to happen in the end when you do not give up, and just wait a little! I believe that my life will turn out all right, even though it will not be that easy.56. How did the author get to know America?A.Fromherrelatives.B.Fromhermother.C.Frombooksandpictures.D.Fromradioprograms.
E)根据下列短文内容，在短文后的空格处填上一个恰当的词，使短文完整、通顺。（10分）About three years ago，l felt very lonely．I didn’t like my classmates，my parents or an-Yon e else． My classmates didn’t want to talk (26) me and my parents were always saying that other kids were better than me．I thought l was the (27) unlucky person in the world．One day l had a big fight with one of my classmates．I was so angry (28) I hit him in the face．Just at that moment，a boy stood up and (29) the fight He was the monitor of our class．After that，he often helped me and we became good (30 ) ．Whenever I got angry or sad，he would help (31) to cool down． My life began to change because of the boy，my best friend． We spent a lot of interesting days together． As (32) goes by，l have become happier with people and things． And it (33) that people around me have changed，too． My parents don't shout at me (34) more and my classmates become friendly to me．But now l can't often see my best friend because he is seriously (35) and is staying in hospital． How I miss the days when we were together !I hope he will be all right and come back to school soon．26．________
I've loved my mother's desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mother sat writing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the more wonderful thing in the world. Years later, during her final illness, mother kept different things for my sister and brother."But the desk," she'd said again, "it's for Elizaheth." I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in acdou. But as a young girl, I wanted heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter. They never happened.And a gulf opened between us. I was "too emotional". But she lived "on the surface". As years passed I had my own family. I loved my mother and thanked her for our happy family. I wrote to her in careful words and asked her to let me know in any way she ebose that she did forgive me. I posted the letter and waited for her answer. None came. My hope turned to disappointment, then little interest and, finally, peace-it seemed that nothing happened. I couldn't be sure that the letter had even got to mother. I only knew that I had written it, and l could stop trying to make her into someone she was not. Now the present of her desk told, as she'd never been able to, that she was pleased that writing was my chosen work. I cleaned the desk carefully and found some papers inside--a photo of my father and a one-page letter, folded and refolded many times. Give me an answer, my letter asks, in any way you choose. Mother, you always chose the act that speaks louder than words. What did mother do with her daughter's letter asking forgiveness?A.She had never received the letter.B.For years, she often talked about the letter.C.She didn't forgive her daughter at all in all her life.D.She read the letter again and again till she died.
I've loved my mother's desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mother sat writing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the more wonderful thing in the world. Years later, during her final illness, mother kept different things for my sister and brother."But the desk," she'd said again, "it's for Elizaheth." I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in acdou. But as a young girl, I wanted heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter. They never happened.And a gulf opened between us. I was "too emotional". But she lived "on the surface". As years passed I had my own family. I loved my mother and thanked her for our happy family. I wrote to her in careful words and asked her to let me know in any way she ebose that she did forgive me. I posted the letter and waited for her answer. None came. My hope turned to disappointment, then little interest and, finally, peace-it seemed that nothing happened. I couldn't be sure that the letter had even got to mother. I only knew that I had written it, and l could stop trying to make her into someone she was not. Now the present of her desk told, as she'd never been able to, that she was pleased that writing was my chosen work. I cleaned the desk carefully and found some papers inside--a photo of my father and a one-page letter, folded and refolded many times. Give me an answer, my letter asks, in any way you choose. Mother, you always chose the act that speaks louder than words. The passage shows that _______A.mother was cold on the surface but kind in her heart to her daughterB.mother was too serious about everything her daughter had doneC.mother cared much about her daughter in wordsD.mother wrote to her daughter in careful words
I've loved my mother's desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mother sat writing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the more wonderful thing in the world. Years later, during her final illness, mother kept different things for my sister and brother."But the desk," she'd said again, "it's for Elizaheth." I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in acdou. But as a young girl, I wanted heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter. They never happened.And a gulf opened between us. I was "too emotional". But she lived "on the surface". As years passed I had my own family. I loved my mother and thanked her for our happy family. I wrote to her in careful words and asked her to let me know in any way she ebose that she did forgive me. I posted the letter and waited for her answer. None came. My hope turned to disappointment, then little interest and, finally, peace-it seemed that nothing happened. I couldn't be sure that the letter had even got to mother. I only knew that I had written it, and l could stop trying to make her into someone she was not. Now the present of her desk told, as she'd never been able to, that she was pleased that writing was my chosen work. I cleaned the desk carefully and found some papers inside--a photo of my father and a one-page letter, folded and refolded many times. Give me an answer, my letter asks, in any way you choose. Mother, you always chose the act that speaks louder than words. The writer began to love her mother's deskA.after mother diedB.before she became a writerC.when she was a childD.when mother gave it to her
根据下列内容，回答206-210题。I began to grow up that winter night when my parents and l were returning from my aunt’s house，and my mother said that we might soon be leaving for America．We were on the bus then，I was crying，and some people on the bus were turning around to look at me．I remember that I could not bear the thought of never hearing again the radio program for school children to which I listened every morning．I do not remember myself crying for this reason again．In fact，I think cried very little when I was saying goodbye to my friends and relatives．When we were leaving I thought about all the places l was going to see-the strange and magical places I had know only from books and pic-tures．The country l was leaving never to come back was hardly in my head then．The four years that followed taught me the importance of optimism，but the idea did not come to me at once．For the first two years in New York l was really lost--having to study in three scheels as a result of family moves．I did not quite know what l was or what I should be．Mother remarried，and things became even more complex for me．Some time passed before my stepfather and I got used to each other．1 was often sad．and saw no end t0“the hard times”．My responsibilities in the family increased a lot since I knew English better than everyone else at home．1 wrote letters，filled out forms，translated at interviews with immigration officers，took my grandparents to the doctor and translated there，and even discussed telephone bills with con- pany representatives．From my experiences I have learned one important rule：all common troubles eventually go away!Something good is certain to happen in the end when you do not give up，and just wait alittle!I believe that my life will turn out all right，even though it not be that easy．How did the author get to know America? __________A.From her relativesB.Form her motherC.Form books and picturesD.From radio programs
I've loved my mother's desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mother sat writing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the more wonderful thing in the world. Years later, during her final illness, mother kept different things for my sister and brother."But the desk," she'd said again, "it's for Elizaheth." I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in acdou. But as a young girl, I wanted heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter. They never happened.And a gulf opened between us. I was "too emotional". But she lived "on the surface". As years passed I had my own family. I loved my mother and thanked her for our happy family. I wrote to her in careful words and asked her to let me know in any way she ebose that she did forgive me. I posted the letter and waited for her answer. None came. My hope turned to disappointment, then little interest and, finally, peace-it seemed that nothing happened. I couldn't be sure that the letter had even got to mother. I only knew that I had written it, and l could stop trying to make her into someone she was not. Now the present of her desk told, as she'd never been able to, that she was pleased that writing was my chosen work. I cleaned the desk carefully and found some papers inside--a photo of my father and a one-page letter, folded and refolded many times. Give me an answer, my letter asks, in any way you choose. Mother, you always chose the act that speaks louder than words. What's the best title of the passage?A.My Letter to MotherB.Mother and ChildrenC.Mv Mother's DeskD.Talks hetween Mother and Me
The relations between my mother and brother were getting worse as my brother grew older and more( )A.realisticB.racialC.recycledD.rebellious
共用题干第三篇Up in SmokeI began to smoke when I was in high school. In fact,I remember the evening I was at a girlfriend's house,and we were watching a movie一a terribly romantic movie.He(the hero of the movie)was in love,she(his lady)was beautiful,and they were both smoking. My friend had only two cigarettes from a pack in her mother's purse,and she gave one to me.It was my first time.My parents didn't care much. They both smoked,and my older brother did too. My mother told me that smokers don't grow tall,but I was already 5 '6"(taller than most of the boys in my class), so I was happy to hear that"fact".In school,the teachers talked against smoking,but the cigarette advertisements were so exciting. The men in the ads were so good-looking and so successful,and the women were well, they were beautiful and sophisticated（老于世故的）.I read a book called How to Stop Smoking. The writer said that smoking wastes time,and that cigarettes cost a lot of money."So what?"I thought. The book didn't say that smoking can take away years of your life.But ten years later,everyone began to hear about the negative effects of cigarette smoke:lung disease,cancer,and heart problems.After that,there was a health warning on every pack of cigarettes.I didn't pay much attention to the reports and warnings.I felt healthy,and thought I was taking good care of myself.Then two events changed my mind.First,I started to cough,I thought it was just a cold,but it.didn't get better. Second,my brother got lung cancer. He got sicker and sicker. My brother and I used to smoke cigarettes together over twenty years ago,and we smoked our last cigarettes together the day before he died,I sat with him in his hospital room,and I decided to quit."NO more cigarettes,ever,"I said to myself.However,it was very hard to stop.Nicotine（尼古丁）is a drug;as a result,cigarettes cause a powerful addiction.I tried several times to quit on my own一wlthout success.I made excuses,I told myself:Smoking helps me keep my figure一I don,t gain weight when I smoke.Smoking not only relaxes me but it also helps me think clearly.I,m a free,liberated woman,I can smoke when I want to.Finally,I ran out of excuses一I might say my excuses went up in smoke.I joined the"Stop Smoking"program at the local hospital,which also ended up in failure.The writer found it hard to quit smoking because______.A:she had been addicted to nicotineB:she had been putting on weightC:she could not think clearlyD: she was an independent woman
共用题干第三篇Up in SmokeI began to smoke when I was in high school. In fact,I remember the evening I was at a girlfriend's house,and we were watching a movie一a terribly romantic movie.He(the hero of the movie)was in love,she(his lady)was beautiful,and they were both smoking. My friend had only two cigarettes from a pack in her mother's purse,and she gave one to me.It was my first time.My parents didn't care much. They both smoked,and my older brother did too. My mother told me that smokers don't grow tall,but I was already 5 '6"(taller than most of the boys in my class), so I was happy to hear that"fact".In school,the teachers talked against smoking,but the cigarette advertisements were so exciting. The men in the ads were so good-looking and so successful,and the women were well, they were beautiful and sophisticated（老于世故的）.I read a book called How to Stop Smoking. The writer said that smoking wastes time,and that cigarettes cost a lot of money."So what?"I thought. The book didn't say that smoking can take away years of your life.But ten years later,everyone began to hear about the negative effects of cigarette smoke:lung disease,cancer,and heart problems.After that,there was a health warning on every pack of cigarettes.I didn't pay much attention to the reports and warnings.I felt healthy,and thought I was taking good care of myself.Then two events changed my mind.First,I started to cough,I thought it was just a cold,but it.didn't get better. Second,my brother got lung cancer. He got sicker and sicker. My brother and I used to smoke cigarettes together over twenty years ago,and we smoked our last cigarettes together the day before he died,I sat with him in his hospital room,and I decided to quit."NO more cigarettes,ever,"I said to myself.However,it was very hard to stop.Nicotine（尼古丁）is a drug;as a result,cigarettes cause a powerful addiction.I tried several times to quit on my own一wlthout success.I made excuses,I told myself:Smoking helps me keep my figure一I don,t gain weight when I smoke.Smoking not only relaxes me but it also helps me think clearly.I,m a free,liberated woman,I can smoke when I want to.Finally,I ran out of excuses一I might say my excuses went up in smoke.I joined the"Stop Smoking"program at the local hospital,which also ended up in failure.The writer decided to quit smoking partly because______.A:she could not afford any more cigarettesB:her doctor had advised her to do soC:her brother had given up smokingD:she had started to cough
共用题干第三篇Up in SmokeI began to smoke when I was in high school. In fact,I remember the evening I was at a girlfriend's house,and we were watching a movie一a terribly romantic movie.He(the hero of the movie)was in love,she(his lady)was beautiful,and they were both smoking. My friend had only two cigarettes from a pack in her mother's purse,and she gave one to me.It was my first time.My parents didn't care much. They both smoked,and my older brother did too. My mother told me that smokers don't grow tall,but I was already 5 '6"(taller than most of the boys in my class), so I was happy to hear that"fact".In school,the teachers talked against smoking,but the cigarette advertisements were so exciting. The men in the ads were so good-looking and so successful,and the women were well, they were beautiful and sophisticated（老于世故的）.I read a book called How to Stop Smoking. The writer said that smoking wastes time,and that cigarettes cost a lot of money."So what?"I thought. The book didn't say that smoking can take away years of your life.But ten years later,everyone began to hear about the negative effects of cigarette smoke:lung disease,cancer,and heart problems.After that,there was a health warning on every pack of cigarettes.I didn't pay much attention to the reports and warnings.I felt healthy,and thought I was taking good care of myself.Then two events changed my mind.First,I started to cough,I thought it was just a cold,but it.didn't get better. Second,my brother got lung cancer. He got sicker and sicker. My brother and I used to smoke cigarettes together over twenty years ago,and we smoked our last cigarettes together the day before he died,I sat with him in his hospital room,and I decided to quit."NO more cigarettes,ever,"I said to myself.However,it was very hard to stop.Nicotine（尼古丁）is a drug;as a result,cigarettes cause a powerful addiction.I tried several times to quit on my own一wlthout success.I made excuses,I told myself:Smoking helps me keep my figure一I don,t gain weight when I smoke.Smoking not only relaxes me but it also helps me think clearly.I,m a free,liberated woman,I can smoke when I want to.Finally,I ran out of excuses一I might say my excuses went up in smoke.I joined the"Stop Smoking"program at the local hospital,which also ended up in failure.The"fact"in Paragraph 2 refers to______.A:her admiration for the men in the adsB:her mother's warning that smokers don,t grow tallC:her height of5'6"D:the teachers' negative attitude towards smoking
I have been hearing-impaired in my life since I was five years old.Putting on hearing aids in the?morning has been just as（21）as brushing my teeth.However I never believed that it should limit?my（22）in any way.During my 17 years I have met many people who don′t know about（23）disabilities and deal?with（24）by stereotyping（对某人有固定的看法）inc.My teacher would not let me sit past the?second row because they（25）I would not be able to hear.People tend to speak（26）than nor-mal when they see my thick plastic hearing aids in my ears.However,my hearing disability has made?me a stronger person.Because I wear hearing aids I have to prove that I am not（27）or mentally?limited.I have to work harder and earn top grades in school to earn the（28）of my teachers.In?shorts,I′ve had to run faster,catch better and score more points to prove I am not physically（29）.I don′t fit in with people who are deaf and（30）as a way to communicate.I consider myself no?difference from anyone else.And I am not"half deaf"with my hearing aids（31）；I can hear just?as well as anyone else.In my struggle to prove I am（32）to my non-disabled peers（同龄人）I have made myself?better than the average teenager.I won the all-star（33）on my softball team.I have made myself a（34）through my published poetry and articles.Instead of giving up,I have proven that I can do anything I want.I truly believe I would not be?the（35）person I am today if I did not have a hearing disability.第（24）题选A.thisB.oneC.himD.me
My friend helped me（）my cat when I was on vacation with my wifeA、look forB、look onC、look afterD、look up
单选题The last time I saw her was （） my brother"s wedding ceremony three years ago.AtoBatCinDduring
单选题A: You look more beautiful in such a nice dress. B: ______ANot at all. This is an old dress.BThank you. My mother bought it for me 3 years ago.CThanks. But I don’t like it very much.DIt is nice, but it’s very cheap.