your2019年专业英语八级考试试题

2021年1月10日发(作者：雍泰)
2019年专业英语八级考试题
PART I LISTENING COMPREHENSION

SECTION A MINI-LECTURE
In this section you will hear a mini-lecture. You will hear the
mini-lecture ONCE ONLY. While listening to the mini-lecture, please
complete the gap-filling task on ANSWER SHEET ONE and write NO MORE THAN
THREE WORDS for each gap. Make sure what you fill in is both grammatically
and semantically acceptable. You may use the blank sheet for note-taking.
You have THIRTY seconds to preview the gap-filling task.
Now, listen to the mini-lecture. When it is over, you will be given THREE
minutes to check your work.

SECTION B INTERVIEW

In this section you will hear TWO interviews. At the end of each interview,
five questions will be asked about what was said. Both the interviews
and the questions will be spoken ONCE ONLY. After each question there
will be a ten-second pause During the pause, you should read the four
choices of A, B, C and D, and mark the best answer to each question on
ANSWERSHEET TWO.

You have THIRTY seconds to preview the choices.

Now, listen to the first interview. Questions 1 to 5 are based on the
first interview.

1. A. Environmental issues.
ered species.
warming.
vation.

2. A. It is thoroughly proved.
B. it is definitely very serious.
C. It is just a temporary variation.
D. It is changing our ways of living.

3. A. Protection of endangered animals* habitats.
B. Negative human impact on the environment.
C. Frequent abnormal phenomena on the earth.
D. The woman’s indifferent attitude to the earth.

4. A. Nature should take its course.
B. People take things for granted.
C. Humans are damaging the earth.
D. Animals should stay away from zoos.

5. A. Objective.
B. Pessimistic.
C. Skeptical.
D. Subjective.

Now, listen to the second interview. Questions 6 to 10 are based on the
second interview.

6.A. Teachers’ resistance to change.
B. Students’ inadequate ability to read.
C. Teachers’ misunderstanding of such literacy.
D. Students ’ indifference to the new method.

7.A. Abilities to complete challenging tasks.
ies to learn subject matter knowledge.
ies to perform better in schoolwork.
ies to perform disciplinary work.

8.A. Recalling specific information.
B. Understanding particular details.
C. Examining sources of information.
D. Retelling a historical event.

9. A. Engaging literacy and disciplinary experts in the program.
B. Helping teachers understand what disciplinary literacy is.
C. Teaching disciplinary discourse practices by literacy teachers.
D. Designing learning strategies with experts from both sides.

10. A. To argue for a case.
B. To discuss a dispute.
C. To explain a problem.
D. To present details.

PART II READING COMPREHENSION

SECTION A MULTIPLE CHOICE QUESTIONS
In this section there are three passages followed by fourteen multiple
choice questions. For each multiple choice question, there are four
suggested answers marked A, B, C and D. Choose the one that you think
is the best answer and mark your answers on ANSWER SHEET TWO.

PASSAGE ONE

(1)When it came to concealing his troubles, Tommy Wilhelm was not less
capable than die next fellow. So at least he thought, and there was a
certain amount of evidence to back him up. He had once been an actor^
no, not quite, an extra — and he knew what acting should be. Also, he
was smoking a cigar, and when a man is smoking a cigar, wearing a hat,
he has an advantage; it is harder to find out how he feels. He came from
the twenty-third floor down to the lobby on the mezzanine to collect his
mail before breakfast, and he believed^ he hoped — that he looked
passably well: doing all right. It was a matter of sheer hope, because
there was not much that he could add to his present effort. On the
fourteenth floor he looked for his father to enter the elevator; they
often met at this hour, on the way to breakfast. If he worried about his
appearance it was mainly for his old father’s sake. But there was no
stop on the fourteenth, and the elevator sank and sank. Then the smooth
door opened and the great dark-red uneven carpet that covered the lobby
billowed toward Wilhelm’s feet. In the foreground the lobby was dark,
sleepy. French drapes like sails kept out the sun, but three high, narrow
windows were open, and in the blue air Wilhelm saw a pigeon about to light
on the great chain that supported the marquee of the movie house directly
underneath the lobby. For one moment he heard the wings beating strongly.
(2)Most of the guests at the Hotel Gloriana were past the age of retirement.
Along Broadway in the Seventies, Eighties, and Nineties, a great part
of New York’s vast population of old men and women lives. Unless the
weather is too cold or wet they fill the benches about the tiny railed
parks and along the subway gratings from Verdi Square to Columbia
University, they crowd the shops and cafeterias, the dime stores, the
tearooms, the bakeries, the beauty parlors, the reading rooms and club
rooms. Among these old people at the Gloriana, Wilhelm felt out of

place. He was comparatively young, in his middle forties, large and blond,
with big shoulders; his back was heavy and strong, if already a little
stooped or thickened. After breakfast the old guests sat down on the green
leather armchairs and sofas in the lobby and began to gossip and look
into they had nothing to do but wait out the day. But Wilhelm
was used to an active life and liked to go out energetically in the morning.
And for several months, because he had no position, he had kept up his
morale by rising early; he was shaved and in the lobby by eight o'clock.
He bought the paper and some cigars and drank a Coca-Cola or two before
he went in to
breakfast with his father. After breakfast 一 out, out, out to attend
to business. The getting out had in itself
become the chief business. But he had realized that he could not keep
this up much longer, and today he was afraid. He was aware that his routine
was about to break up and he sensed that a huge trouble long presaged
(预感)but till now formless was due. Before evening, he'd know.
(3)Nevertheless he followed his daily course and crossed the lobby.
(4)Rubin, the man at the newsstand, had poor eyes. They may not have been
actually weak but they were poor in expression, with lacy lids that furled
down at the comers. He dressed well. It didn't seem necessary 一 he was
behind the counter most of the time — but he dressed very well. He had
on a rich brown suit; the cuffs embarrassed the hairs on his small hands.
He wore a Countess Mara painted necktie. As Wilhelm approached, Rubin
did not see him; he was looking out dreamily at the Hotel Ansonia, which
was visible from his comer, several blocks away. The Ansonia, the
neighborhood^ great landmark, was built by Stanford White. It looks like
a baroque palace from Prague or Munich enlarged a hundred times, with
towers, domes, huge swells and bubbles of metal gone green from exposure,
iron fretwork and festoons. Black television antennae are densely planted
on its round summits. Under the changes of weather it may look like marble
or like sea water, black as slate in the fog, white as tufa in sunlight.
This morning it looked like the image of itself reflected in deep water,
white and cumulous above, with cavernous distortions underneath.
Together, the two men gazed at it.
(5)Then Rubin .said，“Your dad is in to breakfast already, the old
gentleman.”
“Oh，yes? Ahead of me today?”
‘nat’s a real knocked-out shirt you got on，’’ said Rubin. “Where’
s it from，Saks?” “No, it’s a Jack Fagman — Chicago.”
(6)Even when his spirits were low, Wilhelm could still wrinkle his
forehead in a pleasing way. Some of the slow，silent movements of his
face were very attractive. He went back a step, as if to stand away from
himself and get a better look at his shirt. His glance was comic, a comment
upon his untidiness. He liked to wear good clothes, but once he had put
it on each article appeared to go its own way. Wilhelm, laughing，panted
a little; his teeth were small; his cheeks when he laughed and puffed
grew round, and he looked much younger than his years. In the old days
when he was a college freshman and wore a beanie (无檐小帽）on his large
blonde head his father used to say that，big as he was，he could charm
a bird out of a tree. Wilhelm had great charm still.
(7)“I like this dove-gray color,” he said in his sociable，good-natured
way. “It isn’t washable. You
have to send it to the cleaner. It never smells as good as washed. But
it，s a nice shirt. It cost sixteen, eighteen bucks.*'

m hoped he looked all right on his way to the lobby because he
wanted to _ .
a good impression
his father a surprise
his acting potential
se his low spirit

m had something in common with the old guests in that they all
.
a luxurious life
to swap gossips
their time away
to get up early

did Wilhelm feel when he was crossing the lobby (Para. 2)?
felt something ominous was coming.
was worried that his father was late.
was feeling at ease among the old.
was excited about a possible job offer.

part of Rubin’s clothes made him look particularly awkward (Para.
4)?
necktie.
cuffs.
suit.
shirt.

can we learn from the author’s description of Wilhelm’s clothes?
shirt made him look better.
cared much about his clothes.
looked like a comedian in his shirt.
clothes he wore never quite matched.

PASSAGE TWO

(1)By the 1840s New York was the leading commercial city of the United
States. It had long since outpaced Philadelphia as the largest city in
the country, and even though Boston continued to be venerated as the
cultural capital of the nation, its image had become somewhat languid;
it had not kept up with the implications of the newly industrialized
economy, of a diversified ethnic population, or of the rapidly rising
middle class. New York was the place where the “new” America was coming
into being, so it is hardly surprising that the modem newspaper had its
birth there.

(2)The penny paper had found its first success in New York. By the
mid-1830s Ben Day s Sun was drawing readers from all walks of life. On
the other hand, the Sun was a scanty sheet providing little more than
minor diversions; few today would call it a newspaper at all. Day himself
was an editor of limited vision, and he did not possess the ability or
the imagination to climb the slopes to loftier heights. If real newspapers
were to emerge from the public's demand for more and better coverage,
it would have to come from a youthful generation of editors for whom
journalism was a totally absorbing profession, an exacting vocational
ideal rather than a mere offshoot of job printing.
(3)By the 1840s two giants burst into the field, editors who would
revolutionize journalism, would bring the newspaper into the modem age,
and show how it could be influential in the national life. These two giants,
neither of whom has been treated kindly by history, were James Gordon
Bennett and Horace Greeley. Bennett founded his New York Herald in 1835,
less than two years after the appearance of the Sun. Horace Greeley
founded his Tribune in 1841. Bennett and Greeley were the most innovative
editors in New York until after the Civil War. Their newspapers were the
leading American papers of the day, although for completely different
reasons. The two men despised each other, although not in the ways that
newspaper editors had despised one another a few years before. Neither
was a political hack bonded to a political party. Greeley fancied himself
a public intellectual. He had strong political views, and he wanted to
run for office himself, but party factotum he could never be; he bristled
with ideals and causes of his own devising. Officially he was a Whig (and
later a Republican), but he seldom gave comfort to his chosen party.
Bennett, on the other hand, had long since cut his political ties, and
although his paper covered local and national politics fully and he went
after politicians with hammer and tongs, Bennett was a cynic, a distruster
of all settled values. He did not regard himself as an intellectual,
although in fact he was better educated than Greeley. He thought himself
only a hard-boiled newspaperman. Greeley was interested in ideas and in
what was happening to the country. Bennett was only interested in his
newspaper. He wanted to find out what the news was, what people wanted
to read. And when he found out he gave it to them.
(4)As different as Bennett and Greeley were from each other they were
also curiously alike. Both stood outside the circle of polite society,
even when they became prosperous, and in Bennett’s case, wealthy. Both
were incurable eccentrics. Neither was a gentleman. Neither conjured up
the picture of a successful editor. Greeley was unkempt, always looking
like an unmade bed. Even when he was nationally famous in the 1850s he
resembled a clerk in a third-rate brokerage house, with slips of paper
— marked-up proofs perhaps — hanging out of his pockets or stuck in
his hat. He became fat, was always nearsighted, always peering over
spectacles. He spoke in a high-pitched whine Not a few people suggested
that he looked exactly like the illustrations of Charles Dickens’s Mr.
Pickwick. Greeley provided a humorous description of himself, written
under the pretense that it had been the work of his long-time adversary
James Fenimore Cooper. The editor was, according to the description, a
half-bald, long-legged, slouching individual “so rocking in gait that
he walks down both sides of the street at once.”

(5)The appearance of Bennett was somewhat different but hardly more
reassuring. A shrewd, wiry Scotsman, who seemed to repel intimacy,
Bennett looked around at the world with a squinty glare of suspicion.
His eyes did not focus right. They seemed to fix themselves on nothing
and everything at the same time. He was as solitary as an oyster, the
classic loner. He seldom made close friendships and few people trusted
him, although nobody who had dealings with him, however brief, doubted
his abilities. He, too, could have come out of a book of Dickensian
eccentrics, although perhaps Ebenezer Scrooge or Thomas Gradgrind comes
to mind rather than the kindly old Mr. Pickwick. Greeley was laughed at
but admired; Bennett was seldom laughed at but never admired; on the other
hand, he had a hard professional competence and an encyclopedic knowledge
of his adopted country, an in-depth learning uncorrupted by vague
idealisms. All of this perfectly suited him for the journalism of this
confusing age.