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1、阅读理解Unit 1(1)Memory Lane Isnt What It Used to BeAbout this time every year, I get very nostalgic. Walking through my neighborhood on a fall afternoon reminds me of a time not too long ago when sounds of children filled the air, children playing games on a hill, and throwing leaves around in the stre
2、et below, I was one of those children, carefree and happy. I live on a street that is only one block long. I have lived on the same street for sixteen years. I love my street. One side has six houses on it, and the other has only two houses, with a small hill in the middle and a huge cottonwood tree
3、 on one end. When I think of home, I think of my street, only I see it as it was before. Unfortunately, things change. One day, not long ago, I looked around and saw how different everything has become. Life on my street will never be the same because neighbors are quickly growing old, friends are g
4、rowing up and leaving, and the city is planning to destroy my precious hill and sell the property to contractors.It is hard for me to accept that many of my wonderful neighbors arc growing old and wont be around much longer. I have fond memories of the couple across the street, who sat together on t
5、heir porch swing almost every evening, the widow next door who yelled at my brother and me for being too loud, and the crazy old man in a black suit who drove an old car. In contrast to those people, the people I see today are very old neighbors who have seen better days. The man in the black suit s
6、ays he wants to die, and another neighbor just sold his house and moved into a nursing home. The lady who used to yell at us is too tired to bother anymore, and the couple across the street rarely go out to their front porch these days. It is difficult to watch these precious people as they near the
7、 end of their lives because at one time I thought they would live forever. The “comings and goings” of the younger generation of my street are now mostly “going” as friends and peers move on. Once upon a time, my life and the lives of my peers revolve around home. The boundary of our world was the g
8、utter at the end of the street. We got pleasure from playing night games, or from a breathtaking ride on a bicycle. Things are different now, as my friends become adults and move on. Children who rode tricycles now drive cars. The kids who once played with me now have new interests and values as the
9、y go their separate ways. Some have gone away to college, a few got married, two went into the army, and one went to prison. Watching all these people grow up and go away only makes me long for the good old days. Perhaps the biggest change on my street is the fact that the city is going to turn my p
10、recious hill into several lots for new homes. For sixteen years, the view out of my kitchen window has been a view of that hill. The hill was a fundamental part of my childhood life; it was the hub of social activity for the children of my street. We spent hours there building forts, sledding, and p
11、laying tag. The view out of my kitchen window now is very different; it is one of tractors and dump trucks tearing up the hill. When the hill goes, the neighborhood will not be the same. It is a piece of my childhood. It is a visual reminder of being a kid. Without the hill, my street will be just a
12、nother pea in the pod. There was a time when my street was my world, and I thought my world would never change. But something happened. People grow up, and people grow old. Places change, and with the change comes the heartache of knowing I can never go back to the times I loved. In a year or so, I
13、will be gone just like many of my neighbors. I will always look back to my years as a child, but the place I remember will not be the silent street whose peace is interrupted by the sounds of construction. It will be the happy, noisy, somewhat strange, but wonderful street I knew as a child.Statemen
14、ts1. By saying “nostalgic”, the writer means that he misses his parents very much.2. The writer feels sentimental every time he walks along his street every year when autumn comes. 3. The writer has been living on the same street for sixteen years since he was born.4. The writer finds it hard to acc
15、ept the fact that many of his good neighbors are moving out. 5. The lady who used to yell at the writer and his brother for being too loud has ceased to live. 6. The writer thinks of the past all the more when he sees those who had grown up with him leave the neighborhood they grew up in. 7. None of
16、 the writers friends and peers still lives on the street now.8. The biggest change on the writers street is removing the hill to make way for residential development.9. When the writer says that his street will be another pea in the pod, he means that his street will have some new attractions.10. The writer will move out of his street like many of his neighbors in a year or so.答案: 1-5 F T N F F 6-10 T F T F T1）记忆里是不是有什么它曾经是 每年这个时候，我非常怀念。走在我家附近的一个秋天下午的时候我想起不久前，当空气中充满了孩子们的声音，孩子们
