单选题Her mother’s words of love and help _____ the sobbing child.AcomfortedBencouragedCexcitedDeased
单选题
Her mother’s words of love and help _____ the sobbing child.
A
comforted
B
encouraged
C
excited
D
eased
参考解析
解析：
句意：母亲充满爱和帮助的话安慰了哭泣着的孩子。comfort意为“安慰，使缓和”；encourage意为“鼓励”；excite意为“使兴奋，使激动”；ease意为“使悠闲，减轻”。
句意：母亲充满爱和帮助的话安慰了哭泣着的孩子。comfort意为“安慰，使缓和”；encourage意为“鼓励”；excite意为“使兴奋，使激动”；ease意为“使悠闲，减轻”。
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