
专八 2021 真题-
11. Which of the following facts about gorillas does mankind know?
A Lifespan. B. Causes of death. C. Family structure. D. Bone structure.
12. Which of the following words is closer to the meaning of“mystery" in Para. 2?
A. Myth. B. Elusive. C. Horror. D. Stereotyped.
13. What does the author mean by saying “But all this is no more than shadow boxing, .. (Para. 6)?
A. When facing danger, gorillas seldom intend to attack others.
B. When gorillas get into fury, they usually attack others.
C. When the family is in danger, the male gorilla protects them.
D. When alarmed, the male gorilla is more likely to show fury.
14. We can learn from the passage that the author's attitude towards gorillas is .
A. ambiguous B. hostile C. sympathetic D. nonchalant
PASSAGE TWO
(1) In the town there were two mutes, and they were always together. Early every morning they would come
out from the house where they lived and walk arm in arm down the street to work . The one who always steered
the way was an obese and dreamy Greek. In the summer he would come out wearing a yellow or green polo shirt
stuffed sloppily into his trousers in front and hanging loose behind. When it was colder he wore over this a
shapeless gray sweater. His face was round and oily, with half-closed eyelids and lips that curved in a gentle,
stupid smile. The other mute was tall. His eyes had a quick, intelligent expression. He was always immaculate and
very soberly dressed. Every morning the two friends walked silently together until they reached the main street of
the town. Then when they came to a certain fruit and candy store they paused for a moment on the sidewalk
outside. The Greek, Spiros Antonapoulos,worked for his cousin, who owned this fruit store. His job was to make
candies and sweets, uncrate the fruits, and keep the place clean. The thin mute, John Singe, nearly always put his
hand on his friend's arm and looked for a second into his face before leaving him. Then after this goodbye Singer
crossed the street and walked on alone to the jewelry store where he worked as a silverware engraver. In the late
afternoon the friends would meet again. Singer came back to the fruit store and waited until Antonapoulos was
ready to go home. The Greek would be lazily unpacking a case of peaches or melons, or perhaps looking at the
funny paper in the kitchen behind the store where he cooked. Before their departure Antonapouloes always
opened a paper sack he kept hidden during the day on one of the kitchen shelves. Inside were stored various bits
of food he had collected 一a piece of fruit or samples of candy. Usually before leaving Antonapouloes waddled
gently to the gassed case in the front of the store where some meats and cheeses were kept. He glided open the
back of the case and his fat hand groped lovingly for some particular dainty inside which he had wanted.
Sometimes his cousin who owned the place did not see him. But if he noticed he stared at his cousin with a
warning in his tight, pale face. Sadly Antonapoulos would shuffle the morsel from one corner of the case to the
other. During these times Singer stood very straight with his hands in his pockets and looked in another direction.
He did not like to watch this little scene between the two Greeks. For, except drinking and a certain solitary secret
pleasure, Antonapoulos loved to eat more than anything else in the world.
(2) In the dusk the two mutes walked slowly home together. At home Singer was always talking to
Antonapoulos. His hands shaped the words in a swift series of designs. His face was eager and his graygreen eyes
sparkled brightly. With his thin, strong hands he told Antonapoulos all that had happened during the day.
(3) When back at home, Antonapoulos sat back lazily and looked at Singer. It was seldom that he ever
moved his hands to speak at all 一and then it was to say that he wanted to eat or to sleep or to drink .These three
things he always with the same vague, fumbling signs. At night, if he were not too drunk, he would kneel
down before his bed and pray awhile Then his plump hands shaped the words Holy Jesus,or God, or Darling Mary,
These were the only words Antonapoulos ever said. Singer never knew just how much his friend understood of all
the things he told him. But it did not matter.
(4) They shared the upstairs of a small house near the business section of the town. There were two rooms.
On the oil stove in the kitchen Antonapoulos cooked all of their meals, There were straight, plain kitchen chairs
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