时间：20分钟I.阅读理解A few days ago, I ran into a stranger as he passed by. I said sorry to him. And we were very polite. Then we went on our way after saying goodbye. Later in the kitchen at home, as I cooked our meal, my daughter Betty walked up to me. When I turned around, I nearly knocked her down. “Get out of the way!” I shouted angrily. She ran away, crying. That night, when I lay in bed, my husband said to me, “You were so rude to Betty. Go and look around on the kitchen floor, and you’ll find some flowers there. Betty brought those for you. She picked them herself pink, yellow, and your favorite blue.”When I heard this, I thought deeply. “While meeting with a stranger, I was calm and polite, but with my daughter, I was not patient.” I felt sad and tears began to fall.I quietly went to Betty’s bed, “Wake up, my dear!” I said, “Are these the flowers you picked for me?” She smiled, “I found them by the tree. I knew you liked them, especially the blue. ” I said, “I am so sorry that I treated you tha |
