The Last Leaf答案
2023年北师大版高三英语高考一轮复习U8 Literature词句文精讲精练答案版
U8 Literature一．核心词精讲1.You just need to fill in and submit a registration form for a library car.submit vt. : to give a plan, piece of writing etc to someone in authority for them to consider or approve 呈送，提交，呈递【派生】submission n.提交，呈递eg 15 December is the date for the submission of his essay.2.Then she went to fetch her neighbor…fetch v. to go and get something or someone and bring them back（去）拿来;（去）请来;（去）找来e.g. Would you mind going to fetch the kids from school?你去接孩子们放学好吗？fetch sb sth / fetch sth for sbe.g. Fetch me some coffee while you're up. 你起来后给我拿点咖啡来。
3.In 40 years he had never produced the masterpiece he longed to paint.long v. to want sth. very much, especially when it seems unlikely to happen soon (尤指对看似不可能很快发生的事) 渴望，盼望long to do sth. / long for sth.e.g. He longed to see her again. 他盼望再见到她。
最后一片叶子剧本the last leaf
Johnsy： Sue： DoctorBerhman 旁白情景一旁白：In November, a terrible virous- Pneumonia, touching here and there with his icy fingers. （拿起一张写有Pneumonia的纸条给观众看，拿几张团成纸团抛向群众，抛向谁谁咳嗽）【琼西伏案写着日记。
（这时抛向了Johnsy）然后先咳嗽再逐渐面色苍白的在床上躺着，一动不动的盯着窗外。
快要哭了。
】【苏这时在买菜回来的路上。
】医生：Sue, wait for me, I have something to tell you. Your friendJohnsy has one chance in ten,And that chance is for her towant to live. She has made up her mind that she's not goingto get well. （语气沉重地）Has she anything on her mind?苏：She - she wanted to paint the Bay of Naples some day.医生：Paint? - bosh! （难以置信地）Has she anything on her mindworth thinking about twice - a man for instance?苏： "A man?"（有一点轻蔑的大声说） "Is a man worth - but, nodoctor; （坚定地）there is nothing of the kind."医生：Well, But whenever my patient begins to count how manydays are left to her, I half the power of medicines情景二【医生走后，苏艾走进工作室里，把一条日本餐巾哭成一团湿。
The last leaf第五部分
Events
Paras. 33~37 The doctor told Sue that Johnsy would recover but that Behrman had caught pneumonia himself and his case was hopeless. Paras. 38~39 Sue told Johnsy that Behrman had performed a kind deed without any thought of self.
Conclusion
The last leaf symbolize the spirit of love , care and self-sacrifice and reflects the glory of humanity and miracle of life-saving. 最后一片叶子是同情心和自我牺牲精神的象征， 它闪耀着人性的光辉，创造了挽救生命的奇迹。 Belief , friendship are strong pillar of our life. 信念、友谊是生命得以延续的基础。
Proverbs Related to the Text
One touch of nature makes the world kin. 人情味让世界充满亲情。 No one is an island. 人不是孤岛。 Love makes the world go round. 爱让这世界转动。 To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world. 对于世界而言，你是一个人；但是对于某个人， 是他的整个世界。
Translation:
the-last-leaf欧亨利复习过程
In one corner was a blank canvas on an easel that had been waiting there for forty
years to receive the first line of the masterpiece.
His masterpiece is best in my heart
the main characters
Johnsy
I feel so sick and I’m tired. I know I will die
soon. I just want to hold on until the last leaf of the Ivy branch falls. Soon the last leaf wll fall, and I will
die, too.
Sue
I'm just a poor artist living with my best friend Johnsy. It's getting really cold, and Johnsy has come down with pneumonia. The doctor doesn't give Johnsy much hope of surviving. This breaks my heart.
THANK YOU!
Masterpiece
Old Behrman
painter live on the ground floor over sixty long white beard a failure in art serving as a model fierce little man
全新版大学英语教程3 第6、7单元课文textA原文翻译及课后答案
unit 6 The Last LeafWhen Johnsy fell seriously ill, she seemed to lose the will to hang on to life. The doctor held out little hope for her. Her friends seemed helpless. Was there nothing to be done?约翰西病情严重，她似乎失去了活下去的意志。
医生对她不抱什么希望。
朋友们看来也爱莫能助。
难道真的就无可奈何了吗？The Last LeafO. Henry 1 At the top of a three-story brick building, Sue and Johnsy had their studio. "Johnsy" was familiar for Joanna. One was from Maine; the other from California. They had met at a cafe on Eighth Street and found their tastes in art, chicory salad and bishop sleeves so much in tune that the joint studio resulted.最后一片叶子欧·亨利在一幢三层砖楼的顶层，苏和约翰西辟了个画室。
“约翰西”是乔安娜的昵称。
她们一位来自缅因州，一位来自加利福尼亚。
两人相遇在第八大街的一个咖啡馆，发现各自在艺术品味、菊苣色拉，以及灯笼袖等方面趣味相投，于是就有了这个两人画室。
2 That was in May. In November a cold, unseen stranger, whom the doctors called Pneumonia, stalked about the district, touching one here and there with his icy fingers. Johnsy was among his victims. She lay, scarcely moving on her bed, looking through the small window at the blank side of the next brick house.那是5月里的事。
英语日记带翻译：最后一片叶子TheLastLeaf
The Last Leaf is a short story written by O Henry, Settled in Greenwich Village. Its depicts characters and themes are typically ofO Henry’s work.最后一片叶子是由住在格林威治村的欧亨利写的一个短篇故事。
它所描写的人物和主题是欧亨利的经典作品。
Johnsy has fallen ill and is dying of pneumonia. She watches the leaves falling from the window of her room, and decides that when the last leaf drops, she will die, too. To encourage her, Mr. Behrman painted the last leaf in a stormy night but he died of pneumonia because of his efforts in the storm.琼西已经生病了而且将要死于肺炎。
她从她房间的窗户上看着叶子坠落，并认定当最后一片叶子掉下来的时候，她就会死。
为了鼓励她，贝尔曼先生在一个风雨交加的夜晚画了最后一片叶子，但他却由于在风暴中的努力而死于肺炎。
This is a sad story about sacrifice as well as a moving story about hope. Likewise, we can learn about something from this story, something that totally different from each other.这是一个关于牺牲的伤感故事同时也是关于希望的感人故事。
而且我们也可以从这个故事中学到一些东西，一些完全不一样的东西。
读后续写TheLastLeaf课件高考英语二轮专题复习(10)
篇章大师 Passage Person
Behrman and Sue looked out the window at the ivy and noticed that there was just one remaining leaf. What’s more, a cold rain was falling, mixed with snow. Behrman was so worried about Johnsy’s health that he hoped to find a way to give her strength.
文体
记叙文 narrative
时态
一般过去时 past tense
人称
第三人称 third person
篇章大师 Passage Person
Sue gently took Johnsy’s hand, “Please Johnsy, be strong. The doctor says you will be alright.” said Sue. “I am so tired of coughing all the time, and of seeing you work so hard to support me. I want to rest, to slip away quietly like those falling leaves.” replied Johnsy.
05 Sue had no choice but to turn to their poor neighbor, Mr Behrman, for help. He was a painter too, but he hadn’t painted anything in a long time. Some people believed he simply had no talent. But he believed someday he would paint a masterpiece. Sue told him that the doctor said Johnsy could still recover if she found the will to live.
全新版大学英语3unit6TheLastLeaf课后习题答案
Vocabulary
I. 1.
1) flutter/fluttering 2) acute 3) cling to
4) streaming
4. 1) It was dreary lying in the tent with nothing to read, so we built a camp fire. Soon the smell of steaks, bread and coffee mingled with that of fresh grass and earth. Other campers seemed to be doing the same. Here and there people were eating, drinking or dancing to their hearts' content, if not to excess. What a merry night!
4) Because it was so perfect the girls both mistook it for the real thing.
Scenes 1 2 3 4 5 6 7
Paragraph Paras 1-2 Paras 3-8 Paras 9-17 Paras18-21 Paras22-33 Paras34-37 Paras38-39
3) sized up
4) wiped out
5) pulling up
6) wear away
7) sit up
8) hear of / about
新标准大学英语第二版综合教程2 Unit 4 A篇练习答案及课文翻译
Warming Up
William
Sydney
Porter
(September 11, 1862 – June 5,
1910), known by his pen name O.
Henry, was an American short
story writer, who wrote about the
Warming Up
➢ The Furnished Room is perhaps the bleakest of O. Henry’s best-known stories. The basic ironic plot can be summarized in a sentence — a young man commits suicide in the same room where a young woman for whom he has vainly searched killed herself. The fact that the young man ends up in the very same room in which his lost sweetheart took her life is one of the most extreme coincidences in all of O. Henry’s fiction. It is a story of transience, of lives that move through a bleak, indifferent world, leaving only bits of themselves.
Warming Up
➢The Gift of the Magi is about a young couple who are short of money but desperately want to buy each other Christmas gifts. Unbeknownst to Jim, Della sells her most valuable possession, her beautiful hair, in order to buy a platinum fob chain for Jim’s watch; while unbeknownst to Della, Jim sells his own most valuable possession, his watch, to buy jeweled combs for Della’s hair. The essential premise of this story has been copied, re-worked, parodied, and otherwise re-told countless times in the century since it was written.
The last leaf(最后一片树叶)
The last leafIn a little district west of Washington Square the streets have run crazy and broken themselves into small strips called "places." These "places" make strange angles and curves. One Street crosses itself a time or two. An artist once discovered a valuable possibility in this street. Suppose a collector with a bill for paints, paper and canvas should, in traversing this route, suddenly meet himself coming back, without a cent having been paid on account!So, to quaint old Greenwich Village the art people soon came prowling(徘徊，搜寻), hunting for north windows and eighteenth-century gables and Dutch attics and low rents. Then they imported some pewter mugs and a chafing dish or two from Sixth Avenue, and became a "colony."At the top of a squatty(矮胖的), three-story brick Sue and Johnsy had their studio. "Johnsy" was familiar for Joanna. One was from Maine; the other from California. They had met at the table d'hô te of an Eighth Street "Delmonico's," and found their tastes in art, chicory salad and bishop sleeves so congenial(意气相投的；性格相似的) that the joint studio resulted.That was in May. In November a cold, unseen stranger, whom the doctors called Pneumonia(肺炎), stalked（蔓延）about the colony, touching one here and there with his icy fingers. Over on the east side this ravager strode boldly, smiting（重击）his victims by scores, but his feet trod（践踏）slowly through the maze（迷宫）of the narrow and moss-grown "places."Mr. Pneumonia was not what you would call a chivalric（骑士的；有武士气概的）old gentleman. A mite(极小量) of a little woman with blood thinned by California zephyrs was hardly fair game for the red-fisted, short-breathed old duffer. But Johnsy she smote; and she lay, scarcely moving, on her painted iron bedstead, looking through the small Dutch window-panes at the blank side of the next brick house.One morning the busy doctor invited Sue into the hallway with a shaggy (蓬松的), grey eyebrow."She has one chance in - let us say, ten," he said, as he shook down the mercury in his clinical thermometer. “And that chance is for her to want to live. This way people have of lining-u on the side of the undertaker makes the entire pharmacopoeia (药典，处方书；一批备用药品) look silly. Your little lady has made up her mind that she's not going to get well. Has she anything on her mind?""She - she wanted to paint the Bay of Naples some day." said Sue."Paint? - Bosh! Has she anything on her mind worth thinking twice - a man for instance?""A man?" said Sue, with a jew's-harp twang in her voice. "Is a man worth - but, no, doctor; there is nothing of the kind.""Well, it is the weakness, then," said the doctor. "I will do all that science, so far as it may filter through (滤过，渗透) my efforts, can accomplish. But whenever my patient begins to count the carriages in her funeral procession I subtract 50 per cent from the curative power of medicines. If you will get her to ask one question about the new winter styles in cloak sleeves I will promise you a one-in-five chance for her, instead of one in ten."After the doctor had gone Sue went into the workroom and cried a Japanese napkin to a pulp. Then she swaggered(大摇大摆，趾高气昂) into Johnsy's room with her drawing board, whistling ragtime.Johnsy lay, scarcely making a ripple under the bedclothes, with her face toward the window. Sue stopped whistling, thinking she was asleep.She arranged her board and began a pen-and-ink drawing to illustrate a magazine story. Young artists must pave their way to Art by drawing pictures for magazine stories that young authors write to pave their way to Literature.As Sue was sketching a pair of elegant horseshow riding trousers and a monocle of the figure of the hero, an Idaho cowboy, she heard a low sound, several times repeated. She went quickly to the bedside.Johnsy's eyes were open wide. She was looking out the window and counting - counting backward."Twelve," she said, and little later "eleven"; and then "ten," and "nine"; and then "eight" and "seven", almost together.Sue look solicitously (热心地，热切地) out of the window. What was there to count? There was only a bare, dreary yard to be seen, and the blank side of the brick house twenty feet away. An old, old ivy vine, gnarled (粗糙的) and decayed （腐烂的）at the roots, climbed half way up the brick wall. The cold breath of autumn had stricken its leaves from the vine until its skeleton branches clung （坚持（cling的过去分词）；紧握；贴近）, almost bare, to the crumbling bricks."What is it, dear?" asked Sue."Six," said Johnsy, in almost a whisper. "They're falling faster now. Three days ago there were almost a hundred. It made my head ache to count them. But now it's easy. There goes another one. There are only five left now.""Five what, dear? Tell your Sudie.""Leaves. On the ivy vine. When the last one falls I must go, too. I've known that for three days. Didn't the doctor tell you?""Oh,I never heard of such nonsense(胡说，废话)," complained Sue, with magnificent （高尚的；壮丽的）scorn. "What have old ivy leaves to do with your getting well? And you used to love that vine so, you naughty girl. Don't be a goosey. Why, the doctor told me this morning that your chances for getting well real soon were - let's see exactlywhat he said - he said the chances were ten to one! Why, that's almost as good a chance as we have in New York when we ride on the street cars or walk past a new building. Try to take some broth now, and let Sudie go back to her drawing, so she can sell the editor man with it, and buy port wine for her sick child, and pork chops for her greedy self.""You needn't get any more wine," said Johnsy, keeping her eyes fixed out the window. "There goes another. No, I don't want any broth. That leaves just four. I want to see the last one fall before it gets dark. Then I'll go, too.""Johnsy, dear," said Sue, bending over (侧身) her, "will you promise me to keep your eyes closed, and not look out the window until I am done working? I must hand those drawings in by to-morrow. I need the light, or I would draw the shade down.""Couldn't you draw in the other room?" asked Johnsy, coldly."I'd rather be here by you," said Sue. "Beside, I don't want you to keep looking at those silly ivy leaves.""Tell me as soon as you have finished," said Johnsy, closing her eyes, and lying white and still as fallen statue, "because I want to see the last one fall. I'm tired of waiting. I'm tired of thinking. I want to turn loose my hold on everything, and go sailing down, down, just like one of those poor, tired leaves.""Try to sleep," said Sue. "I must call Behrman up to be my model for the old hermit miner. I'll not be gone a minute. Don't try to move 'til I come back."Old Behrman was a painter who lived on the ground floor beneath them. He was past sixty and had a Michael Angelo's Moses beard curling down from the head of a satyr along with the body of an imp (小鬼). Behrman was a failure in art. Forty years he had wielded the brush without getting near enough to touch the hem of his Mistress's robe. He had been always about to paint a masterpiece, but had never yet begun it. For several years he had painted nothing except now and then a daub in the line of commerce or advertising. He earned a little by serving as a model to those young artists in the colony who could not pay the price of a professional. He drank gin to excess, and still talked of his coming masterpiece. For the rest he was a fierce little old man, who scoffed terribly at softness in any one, and who regarded himself as especial mastiff-in-waiting to protect the two young artists in the studio above.Sue found Behrman smelling strongly of juniper berries in his dimly lighted den below. In one corner was a blank canvas on an easel that had been waiting there for twenty-five years to receive the first line of the masterpiece. She told him of Johnsy's fancy, and how she feared she would, indeed, light and fragile as a leaf herself, float away, when her slight hold upon the world grew weaker.Old Behrman, with his red eyes plainly streaming, shouted his contempt and derision for such idiotic (白痴的；愚蠢的) imaginings."Vass!" he cried. "Is dere people in de world mit der foolishness to die because leafs dey drop off from a confounded vine? I haf not heard of such a thing. No, I will not boseas a model for your fool hermit-dunderhead. Vy do you allow dot silly pusiness to come in der brain of her? Ach, dot poor leetle Miss Johnsy.""She is very ill and weak," said Sue, "and the fever has left her mind morbid (病态的) and full of strange fancies. Very well, Mr. Behrman, if you do not care to pose for me, you needn't. But I think you are a horrid old - old flibbertigibbet （饶舌的人；轻浮的人；不负责任）.""You are just like a woman!" yelled Behrman. "Who said I will not bose? Go on. I come mit you. For half an hour I haf peen trying to say dot I am ready to bose. Gott! Dis is not any blace in which one so goot as Miss Johnsy shall lie sick. Some day I will paint a masterpiece, and we shall all go away. Gott! Yes."Johnsy was sleeping when they went upstairs. Sue pulled the shade down to the window-sill, and motioned Behrman into the other room. In there they peered out the window fearfully at the ivy vine. Then they looked at each other for a moment without speaking. A persistent, cold rain was falling, mingled with snow. Behrman, in his old blue shirt, took his seat as the hermit miner on an upturned kettle for a rock.When Sue awoke from an hour's sleep the next morning she found Johnsy with dull, wide-open eyes staring at the drawn green shade."Pull it up; I want to see," she ordered, in a whisper.Wearily Sue obeyed.But, lo! After the beating rain and fierce gusts of wind that had endured through the livelong night, there yet stood out against the brick wall one ivy leaf. It was the last one on the vine. Still dark green near its stem, with its serrated edges tinted with the yellow of dissolution and decay, it hung bravely from the branch some twenty feet above the ground."It is the last one," said Johnsy. "I thought it would surely fall during the night. I heard the wind. It will fall to-day, and I shall die at the same time.""Dear, dear!" said Sue, leaning her worn face down to the pillow, "think of me, if you won't think of yourself. What would I do?"But Johnsy did not answer. The lonesome thing in the entire world is a soul when it is making ready to go on its mysterious, far journey. The fancy seemed to possess her more strongly as one by one the ties that bound her to friendship and to earth were loosed.The day wore away (磨损，消逝), and even through the twilight they could see the lone ivy leaf clinging to its stem against the wall. And then, with the coming of the night the north wind was again loosed, while the rain still beat against the windows and pattered down from the low Dutch eaves.When it was light enough Johnsy, the merciless (残忍的；无慈悲心的), commanded that the shade be raised.The ivy leaf was still there.Johnsy lay for a long time looking at it. And then she called to Sue, who was stirring her chicken broth over the gas stove."I've been a bad girl, Sudie," said Johnsy. "Something has made that last leaf stay there to show me how wicked I was. It is a sin (罪恶，罪孽) to want to die. You may bring a me a little broth（肉汤）now, and some milk with a little port in it, and - no; bring me a hand-mirror first, and then pack some pillows about me, and I will sit up and watch you cook."And hour later she said:"Sudie, some day I hope to paint the Bay of Naples."The doctor came in the afternoon, and Sue had an excuse to go into the hallway as he left."Even chances," said the doctor, taking Sue's thin, shaking hand in his. "With good nursing you'll win." And now I must see another case I have downstairs. Behrman, his name is - some kind of an artist, I believe. Pneumonia, too. He is an old, weak man, an d the attack is acute. There is no hope for him; but he goes to the hospital to-day to be made more comfortable."The next day the doctor said to Sue: "She's out of danger. You won. Nutrition and care now - that's all."And that afternoon Sue came to the bed where Johnsy lay, contentedly knitting a very blue and very useless woolen shoulder scarf, and put one arm around her, pillows and all."I have something to tell you, white mouse," she said. "Mr. Behrman died of pneumonia to-day in the hospital. He was ill only two days. The janitor (守卫) found him the morning of the first day in his room downstairs helpless with pain. His shoes and clothing were wet through and icy cold. They couldn't imagine where he had been on such a dreadful night. And then they found a lantern, still lighted, and a ladder that had been dragged from its place, and some scattered brushes, and a palette with green and yellow colors mixed on it, and - look out the window, dear, at the last ivy leaf on the wall. Didn't you wonder why it never fluttered or moved when the wind blew? Ah, darling,it's Behrman's masterpiece - he painted it there the night that the last leaf fell."。
高中英语Unit8Period2Lesson1TheLastLeaf课件北师大版选择性必修第三册
Ⅰ．猜词意 A．(去)拿来；(去)请来；(去)找来 B．罪；罪行；犯罪活动 C．窗帘；门帘；帘子 D．未看见的；未受注意的 E．溜走，悄悄地走；滑倒
1．He had slipped on an icy pavement.
()
2．He and Lieutenant Cassidy were checking the scene of the
【答案】Para. 1：B Para. 2－Para. 12：A Para. 13：C
Ⅳ．课文语法填空 Greenwich Village is a place 1. ________ the art people came together, 2. ________(include) Sue and Johnsy. In November, Pneumonia arrived in Greenwich Village. It made Johnsy 3. _____ (bare) move, 4. ________(stare) at a blank wall under her blanket. 【答案】1．where 2．including 3．barely 4．staring
【答案】8．on 9．fell 10．his
课堂新知讲练
◇词汇拓讲 1．hunt for寻找 (P30)Greenwich Village is a place where the art people came together, hunting for apartments with north-facing windows and low tents. 【翻译】格林威治村是艺术人士聚集的地方，他们在那里 寻找窗户朝北(阴面)且低租金的公寓。
the last leaf
The Last LeafBy O HenryOne day Joanna, an artist, got very sick. She was counting the leaves on a vine, thinking she would die when the last leaf fell. What happened to the last leaf eventually? Did Joanna die? Read on to find the ending of the story.一天艺术家Joanna病的非常严重。
她正在数枯藤树上还剩下的树叶，当树叶全部掉落后也就是她死的时候了。
当最后一片叶子掉落后会发生什么呢？Joanna会不会死？Sue and Joanna were friends. They lived together in a small apartment. It was in Greenwich Village in New York City.Sue 和Joanna是好朋友。
他们一同住在纽约格林威治镇的一个小的公寓楼里面。
Sue and Joanna were artists. They loved to paint.Sue 和Joanna是艺术家。
他们都热爱画画。
Many artists live in Greenwich Village. Most of them are poor. Sue and Joanna were poor, too. They saved their money to pay the rent. Although their apartment was small, they liked it very much. It had beautiful, big windows.许多画家都住在格林威治。
大部分的人也都是穷人。
当然Sue和Joanna也不例外。
The Last Leaf
5）非正式的，亲切的
e.g :The novel is written in an easy, familiar style.这部小说是以非正式 的轻松笔调写成的
2) 常见的，普通的
All-too-familiar 司空见惯的 e.g :Beggars on the streets are becoming an all-too-familiar sight.街道上的乞丐正为人们司 空见惯。
3）be on familiar terms with 和…交情很好，和… 很熟悉 e.g :He’ on familiar terms with all the teachers.
e.g : Fruit is always scarce in winter ,and cost a
lot. 冬天总是水果稀少，并且价格昂贵。
Scarcely
ad. 几乎没有，几乎不
e.g : Parts of the city had scarcely changed since we were last there. 自从上次我们来过这座城市以后，有 些地方至今几乎没有什么改变。
Scarcely a day/moment/word
e.g : Scarcely a day goes by when I don’t think of him. 我几乎没有一天不想 他。
Scarcely any/ever : There’s scarcely any coffee left. 咖啡几乎没剩下多少。
全新版大学英语3 unit 6 The Last Leaf课后习题答案
4. 1) It was dreary lying in the tent with nothing to read, so we built a camp fire. Soon the smell of steaks, bread and coffee mingled with that of fresh grass and earth. Other campers seemed to be doing the same. Here and there people were eating, drinking or dancing to their hearts' content, if not to excess. What a merry night!
Comprehensive Exercises
I. Cloze
(A)
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1. victim
2. in tune 3. Scarcely
4. in a whisper 5. cling to 6. merry
7. sat up
8. nonsense 9. fancy
10. fierce
11.sin
12. masterpiece
2) Miss Florence, our music teacher, called to us to stop singing. I didn't realize why until Sally told me in a whisper: " You are not in tune with the group!"
Sue told Behrman about Johnsy’s fancy.
As Johnsy was encouraged by the last leaf that she decided not to give up and live on.
The Last Leaf 最后一片叶子
The Last Leaf 最后一片叶子作者：张宁来源：《中学生英语·九年级》2020年第09期●Our story today is called “The Last Leaf”. It was written by O. Henry.○我们今天的故事叫做《最后一片叶子》，是欧·亨利写的。
Many artists lived in the Greenwich Village area of New York. Two young women named Sue and Johnsy shared a studio1 apartment at the top of a three-story building. Johnsy’s real name was Joanna.In November， a cold， unseen stranger came to visit the city. This disease， pneumonia2，killed many people. Johnsy lay on her bed， hardly moving. She looked through the small window. She could see the side of the brick house next to her building.One morning， a doctor examined Johnsy and took her temperature. Then he spoke with Sue in another room.“She has one chance in—let us say， ten，” he said. “And that chance is for her to want to live. Your friend has made up her mind that she is not going to get well. Has she anything on her mind？”“She—she wanted to paint the Bay of Naples in Italy some day，” said Sue.“Paint？” said the doctor. “Bosh3！Has she anything on her mind worth thinking twice—a man for example？”“A man？” said Sue. “Is a man worth—but， no，doctor; there is nothing of the kind.”“I will do all that science can do，” said the doctor. “But whenever my patient begins to count the carriages4 at her funeral5，I take away fifty percent from the curative6 power of medicines.”After the doctor had gone，Sue went into the workroom and cried. Then she went to Johnsy’s room with her drawing board， whistling7 ragtime8.Johnsy lay with her face toward the window. Sue stopped whistling， thinking she was asleep. She began making a pen and ink drawing for a story in a magazine. Young artists must work their way to “Art” by makin g pictures for magazine stories. Sue heard a low sound， several times repeated. She went quickly to the bedside.Johnsy’s eyes were open wide. She was looking out the window and counting—counting backward. “Twelve，” she said，and a little later “eleven”; and then “ten” and “nine”; and then “eight” and “seven”， almost together.Sue looked out the window. What was there to count？ There was only an empty yard and the blank side of the house seven meters away. An old ivy9 vine10， going bad at the roots， climbed half way up the wall. The cold breath of autumn had stricken leaves from the plant until its branches，almost bare， hung on the bricks.“What is it， dear？” asked Sue.“Six，” said Johnsy，quietly. “They’re falling faster no w. Three days ago there were almost a hundred. It made my head hurt to count them. But now it’s easy. There goes another one. There are only five left now.”“Five what， dear？” asked Sue.“Leaves. On the plant. When the last one falls I must go，too. I’ve known that for three days. Didn’t the doctor tell you？”“Oh， I never heard of such a thing，” said Sue. “What have old ivy leaves to do with your getting well？And you used to love that vine. Don’t be silly. Why， the doctor told me this morning that your chances for getting well real soon were—let’s see exactly what he said—he said the chances were ten to one！Try to eat some soup now. And， let me go back to my drawing， so I can sell it to the magazine and buy food and wine for us.”“You needn’t get any more wine，” said Johnsy， keeping her eyes fixed out the window. “There goes another one. No，I don’t want any soup. That leaves just four. I want to see the last one fall before it gets dark. Then I’ll go，too.”“Johnsy， dear，” said Sue，“will you promise me to keep your eyes closed， and not look out the window until I am done working？I must hand those drawings in by tomorrow.”“Tell me as soon as you have finished，” said Johnsy， closing her eyes and lying white and still as a fallen statue11. “I want to see the last one fall. I’m tired of waiting. I’m tired of thinking. I want to turn loose12 my hold on everything， and go sailing13 down， down， just like one of those poor，tired leaves.”“Try to sleep，” said Sue. “I must call Mr. Behrman up to be my model for my drawing of an old miner14. Don’t try to move until I come back.”Old Behrman was a painter who lived on the ground floor of the apartment building. Behrman was a failure in art. For years， he had always been planning to paint a work of art， but had never yet begun it. He earned a little money by serving as a model to artists who could not pay for a professional model. He was a fierce15， little， old man who protected the two young women in the studio apartment above him.Sue found Behrman in his room. In one area was a blank canvas16 that had been waiting twenty-five years for the first line of paint. Sue told him about Johnsy and how she feared that her friend would float away like a leaf.Old Behrman was angered at such an idea. “Are there people in the world with the foolishness to die because leaves drop off a vine？ Why do you let that silly business come in her brain？”“She is very sick and weak，” said Sue，“and the disease has left her mind full of strange ideas.”“This is not any place in which one so good as Miss Johnsy shall lie sick，” yelled Behrman. “Some day I will paint a masterpiece，and we shall all go away.”“Five what， dear？” asked Sue.“Leaves. On the plant. When the last one falls I must go，too. I’ve known that for three days. Didn’t the doctor tell you？”“Oh， I never heard of such a thing，” said Sue. “What have old ivy leaves to do with your getting well？ And you used to love that vine. Don’t be silly. Why， the doctor told me this morning that your chances for getting well real soon were—let’s see exactly what he said—he said the chances were ten to one！Try to eat some soup now. And， let me go back to my drawing， so I can sell it to the magazine and buy food and wine for us.”“You needn’t get any more wine，” said Johnsy， keeping her eyes fixed out the window. “There goes another one. No，I don’t want any soup. That leaves just four. I want to see the last one fa ll before it gets dark. Then I’ll go，too.”“Johnsy， dear，” said Sue，“will you promise me to keep your eyes closed， and not look out the window until I am done working？I must hand those drawings in by tomorrow.”“Tell me as soon as you ha ve finished，” said Johnsy， closing her eyes and lying white and still as a fallen statue11. “I want to see the last one fall. I’m tired of waiting. I’m tired of thinking. I want to turn loose12 my hold on everything， and go sailing13 down， down， just like one of those poor，tired leaves.”“Try to sleep，” said Sue. “I must call Mr. Behrman up to be my model for my drawing of an old miner14. Don’t try to move until I come back.”Old Behrman was a painter who lived on the ground floor of the apartment building. Behrman was a failure in art. For years， he had always been planning to paint a work of art， but had never yet begun it. He earned a little money by serving as a model to artists who could not pay for a professional model. He was a fierce15， little， old man who protected the two young women in the studio apartment above him.Sue found Behrman in his room. In one area was a blank canvas16 that had been waiting twenty-five years for the first line of paint. Sue told him about Johnsy and how she feared that her friend would float away like a leaf.Old Behrman was angered at such an idea. “Are there people in the world with the foolishness to die because leaves drop off a vine？ Why do you let that silly business come in her brain？”“She is very sick and weak，” said Sue，“and the disease has left her mind full of strange ideas.”“This is not any place in which one so good as Miss Johnsy shall lie sick，” yelled Behrman. “Some day I will paint a masterpiece， and we shall all go away.”“Five what， dear？” asked Sue.“Leaves. On the plant. When the last one falls I must go，too. I’ve known that for three days. Didn’t the doctor tell you？”“Oh， I never heard of such a thing，” said Sue. “What hav e old ivy leaves to do with your getting well？And you used to love that vine. Don’t be silly. Why， the doctor told me this morning that your chances for getting well real soon were—let’s see exactly what he said—he said the chances were ten to one！Try to eat some soup now. And， let me go back to my drawing， so I can sell it to the magazine and buy food and wine for us.”“You needn’t get any more wine，” said Johnsy， keeping her eyes fixed out the window. “There goes another one. No，I don’t want any soup. That leaves just four. I want to see the last one fall before it gets dark. Then I’ll go，too.”“Johnsy， dear，” said Sue，“will you promise me to keep your eyes closed， and not look out the window until I am done working？ I must hand those drawings in by tomorrow.”“Tell me as soon as you have finished，” said Johnsy， closing her eyes and lying white and still as a fallen statue11. “I want to see the last one fall. I’m tired of waiting. I’m tired of thinking. I want to turn loose12 my hold on everything， and go sailing13 down， down， just like one of those poor，tired leaves.”“Try to sleep，” said Sue. “I must call Mr. Behrman up to be my model for my drawing of an old miner14. Don’t try to move until I come back.”Old Behrman was a painter who lived on the ground floor of the apartment building. Behrman was a failure in art. For years， he had always been planning to paint a work of art， but had never yet begun it. He earned a little money by serving as a model to artists who could not pay for a professional model. He was a fierce15， little， old man who protected the two young women in the studio apartment above him.Sue found Behrman in his room. In one area was a blank canvas16 that had been waiting twenty-five years for the first line of paint. Sue told him about Johnsy and how she feared that her friend would float away like a leaf.Old Behrman was angered at such an idea. “Are there people in the world with the foolishness to die because leaves drop off a vine？ Why do you let that silly business come in her brain？”“She is very sick and weak，” said Sue，“and the disease has left her mind full of strange ideas.”“This is not any place in which one so good as Miss Johnsy shall lie sick，” yelled Behrman. “Some day I will paint a masterpiece，and we shall all go away.”。
北师大英语选择性必修三the last leaf课后答案
北师大英语选择性必修三the last leaf课后答案1、I run out of money. Could you _______ me some？[单选题] *A. lend(正确答案)B. sellC. borrowD. buy2、We often go to the zoo _______ Saturday mornings. [单选题] *A. atB. inC. on(正确答案)D. of3、Have you kept in（）with any of your friends from college? [单选题] *A. contractB. contact(正确答案)C. continentD. touching4、My home is about _______ away from the school. [单选题] *A. three hundred metreB. three hundreds metresC. three hundred metres(正确答案)D. three hundreds metre5、Mr. Wang is coming to our school. I can’t wait to see _______. [单选题] *A. herB. him(正确答案)C. itD. them6、The teacher asked him to practice playing the piano _______. [单选题] *A. often as possibleB. as often possibleC. as possible oftenD. as often as possible(正确答案)7、There is a bank ______ the street. [单选题] *A. on the end ofB. in the end ofC. at the end of(正确答案)D. by the end of8、18．Monica wants to be a _______. She is good at sports and she loves teaching others. [单选题] *A．coach(正确答案)B．secretaryC．architectD．waiter9、We were caught in a traffic jam. By the time we arrived at the airport the plane _____. [单选题] *A. will take offB. would take offC. has taken offD. had taken off(正确答案)10、Comparatively speaking, of the three civil servants, the girl with long hair is _____. [单选题] *A. more helpfulB. extremely helpfulC. very helpfulD. the most helpful(正确答案)11、22．Will there ________ any schools in the future? [单选题] * A．isB．areC．amD．be(正确答案)12、83．The school is? ? ? ? ? ? ?the hospital. [单选题] *A．withB．intoC．ontoD．opposite(正确答案)13、_____ of the teachers in this district are women teachers. [单选题] *A. Four fifthB. Four fifths(正确答案)C. Fourth fifthsD. Four five14、Can you give her some ______ ? [单选题] *A. advice(正确答案)B. suggestionC. advicesD. suggest15、The organization came into being in 1 [单选题] *A. 开始策划B. 进行改组C. 解散D. 成立于(正确答案)16、—What’s wrong with you, Mike?—I’m really tired because I studied for today’s test ______ midnight last night. （）[单选题] *A. althoughB. unlessC. until(正确答案)D. so that17、Jeanne's necklace was _____ 500 francs at most. [单选题] *A. worthyB. costC. worth(正确答案)D. valuable18、We need some green paint badly, but there' s _____ at hand. [单选题] *A. notB. nothingC. little(正确答案)D. none19、Nearly two thousand years have passed _____ the Chinese first invented the compass. [单选题] *A. whenB. beforeC. since(正确答案)D. after20、Nuclear science should be developed to benefit the people_____harm them. [单选题] *A.more thanB.other thanC.rather than(正确答案)D.better than21、--Jimmy, you are supposed to?_______ your toys now.--Yes, mom. [单选题] *A. put upB. put onC. put away(正确答案)D. put down22、_________ we don't stop climate change, many animals and plants in the world will be gone. [单选题] *A.AlthoughB.WhileC.If(正确答案)D.Until23、Medicines are to be taken according to the doctor’s advice. [单选题] *A. 发放B. 提取C. 配方D. 服用(正确答案)24、Modern plastics can（）very high and very low temperatures. [单选题] *A. stand(正确答案)B. sustainC. carryD. support25、They returned successfully from ______ moon to _____ earth. [单选题] *A. /; /B. /; theC. the; the(正确答案)D. the; /26、He _______ walks to school, because he lives near school. [单选题] *A. sometimes(正确答案)B. neverC. doesn’tD. don’t27、A modern city has sprung up in _____was a waste land ten years ago. [单选题] *B.what(正确答案)C.thatD.where28、70．Would you like ________，sir? [单选题] *A．something else(正确答案)B．nothing elseC．else somethingD．else anything29、20．Jerry is hard-working. It’s not ______ that he can pass the exam easily. [单选题] *A．surpriseB．surprising (正确答案)C．surprisedD．surprises30、Look at those black clouds! Take ______ umbrella or ______ raincoat with you. （）[单选题] *A. a; anB. an; a(正确答案)D. a; a。