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      阅读洪烛的《母亲》,回答相关问题
      ①荠菜成了春天的一个符号,最讲求新鲜的,现采现摘,现炒现吃。我小时候,母亲领我去紫金山踏青,总要随手拎一把小铲刀,挎一只竹篮子,不时蹲下身子,挖路边的荠菜。这样的活儿,我也爱抢着干。母亲站在一旁,边夸我眼尖、手巧,边承诺回家后给我好好地打牙祭。和母亲一起挖荠菜似乎比真把荠菜吃进嘴里更令人陶醉。事隔多年之后,我在异乡想念母亲,头脑中浮现的,仍是她教我挖荠菜时那年轻的面容与身姿。荠菜,因为我亲手挖过,而且是母亲教我挖的,所以从感情上,它离我最亲近,同时也标志着一段不可复得的儿时时光。
      ②海带被我当作大海的礼物来看待。我之所以热爱海带,在于它是我妈妈的拿手菜。小时候,妈妈总是为我一锅接一锅地用海带炖排骨,说是可以补钙、可以预防大脖子病等等。我感觉,幸福也一点点地融化在浓香的排骨海带汤里。有人问台湾美食家蔡澜:“您见多识广,最好吃的是什么?”蔡澜不假思索就脱口而出:“妈妈做的菜最好吃。”这是什么原因呢?一方面年少时人的味蕾最灵敏,容易产生深刻印象,口味还未被后来的山珍海味搞得混杂;另一方面,妈妈做的菜最有家常味了,尤其那份细致入微、润物无声的爱心,别人根本模仿不出来。还有一点,恐怕也是最重要的:妈妈做的菜,伴随着我们的成长,而且有时效性,不是永远都能吃到的。终有一天,它会成为一个美好而怅然的回忆,你出再多的钱也买不到,它是无价的。
      ③我出门在外整整二十年,每次离开家都乘坐夜间的火车,母亲早早就上床睡了,希望我在她睡着的时候再离开。不知道她是否真能睡着,至少假装睡着了,熄灯后的卧室没有任何动静。我探头看了一眼,隐约看见她盖着棉被仰面躺着的轮廓,于是在内心里喊一声妈妈,就蹑手蹑脚地走了。如果她真睡着了,是否梦见准备离开的我?如果她假装睡着,在黑暗中会想些什么?明天醒来后她面对的将是少了一个我的家。母亲说她越来越畏惧和我的离别,既担心我一去不复返,又害怕我下次回来已找不到她。希望我在她睡着后再离开,可以把分别当作一个梦来对待,或者根本就不曾察觉儿子已离开。后来才知道:每次我离开的晚上,母亲都要靠吃点催眠药才睡着。这哪里是催眠药,分明是母亲的止痛药,控制她隐隐作痛的心,因为那一刻,我的心也在痛。
      ④我最怕听见从故乡传来母亲病危的消息。就是在那个晚上,我被故乡的长途电话惊醒,母亲永远离开了我。失去母亲就等于失去了半个故乡,就等于失去了半个自己。远离母亲的二十多年流浪岁月都像梦境,一个电话把我拉回到现实之中。与母亲有关的生活是我全部的现实,其余的一切都是假的。原来母亲这个词汇,是我们人生中的一件易碎品,一定要轻拿轻放啊 !这时候,我才意识到自己走得太远了,才意识到自己是有罪的:曾把唯一的母亲抛弃到了时空的另一端。虽然她从没责怪过我,但我不能原谅自己:竟然如此自私地对待母亲。我所追求的那些所谓名啊利啊,全与母亲无关。母亲需要的仅仅是爱,而我付出的爱很明显是有限的,与那无限的母爱形成了鲜明的对比。

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    The Fitting-in of Suzy Khan

    The first time I saw Suzy Khan, I knew I had to help her. She was really small for her age of 12. The boy in my class often1about her and laughed their heads off. She would open a book, pretending to read, with tears dropping on the open page.

    All I knew was that she was an orphan(孤儿) from Africa. She had just been adopted by a family in town who2that the best way for her to learn American ways of life was to be with American kids. I looked down at this 3girl and promised myself that somehow I would help her.

    But how could I help her4in with us? There had to be a5

    One day, when I went into the classroom, I saw that Suzy had6her geography book to a picture of a train, and in her notebook, she had made a(n)7copy.

    I was surprised and thought that she could do something in the coming 8show. So, I took her to see the art teacher, Miss Parker, and showed her what Suzy had 9"Why, it's wonderful," said Miss Parker, who then showed us a poster she had painted10the talent show. "I need more of these, but I just don't have enough11Could you help me, Suzy?"

    On the day of the talent show, Suzy's12were everywhere—all over the hall and all over the school, each one different.

    "And finally," said Mr. Brown, the schoolmaster, at the end of the show, "we have a(n)13award. I'm sure you've all noticed the wonderful posters." Everyone nodded. "One of our own students14them."

    I could hear everyone whispering. "Who in our school could draw15well?"

    Mr. Brown waited a while before saying, "16this student worked so hard on the posters, she deserves a17 too. Our mystery(神秘) artist is our new student—Suzy Khan!"

    Mr. Brown thanked her for all the wonderful posters and gave her a professional artist's set. "Thank you," she cried.

    I18 at that time when I was looking at her excited face, she'd probably never19anything in her whole life.

    Everyone started to20their hands. Suzy Khan gave them a shy smile and the applause was deafening. I knew then Suzy was going to be all right.