A
Some years ago, writing in my diary used to be a usual activity. I would return from school and spend the expected half hour recording the day’s events, feelings, and impressions in my little blue diary. I did not really need to express my emotions by way of words, but I gained a certain satisfaction from seeing my experiences forever recorded on paper. After all, isn’t collecting memories a way of preserving the past?
When I was thirteen years old, I went on a long journey on foot in a great valley, well-equipped with pens, a diary, and a camera. During the trip, I was busy recording every incident, name any place I came across. I felt proud to be spending my time productively, dutifully preserving for future generations a detailed description of my travels. On my last night there, I wandered out of my tent, diary in hand. The sky was clear and lit by the light of the moon, and the walls of the valley looked threatening behind their screen of shadows. I automatically took out my pen…
At that point, I understood that nothing I wrote could ever match or replace the few seconds I allowed myself to experience the dramatic beauty of the valley. All I remembered of the previous few days were the boring characterizations I had set down in my diary.
Now, I only write in my diary when I need to write down a special thought or feeling. I still love to record ideas and quotations （经典语录） that touch me in books, or observations that are particularly meaningful. I take pictures, but not very often—only of objects I find really beautiful. I’m no longer blindly satisfied with having something to remember when I grow old. I realize that life will simply pass me by if I stay behind the camera, busy preserving the present so as to live it in the future.
I don’t want to wake up one day and have nothing but a pile of pictures and notes. Maybe I won’t have as many exact representations of people and places；maybe I’ll forget certain facts, but at least the experiences will always remain inside me. I don’t live to make memories—I just live, and the memories form themselves.
1. Before the age of thirteen, the author regarded keeping a diary as a way of ______.
A. observing her school routine B. expressing her satisfaction
C. impressing her classmates D. preserving her history
2. What does the author put in her diary now?
A. Notes and beautiful pictures. B. Special thoughts and feelings.
C. Detailed accounts of daily activities. D. Descriptions of unforgettable events.
3. The author comes to realize that to live a meaningful life is ______.
A. to experience it B. to live the present in the future
C. to make memories D. to give accurate representations of it
【答案】1. D 2. B 3. A
【解析】
这是一篇记叙文。作者小时候喜欢写日记，每天忙着把“现在”记录在本子上。但她13岁时的一次经历使她意识到，我们应该学会享受而不是记录“现在”，“活着不是为了记忆”。
【1题详解】
细节理解题。根据第一段的“I did not really need to express my emotions by way of words, but I gained a certain satisfaction from seeing my experiences forever recorded on paper.”（我记日记并不是真的需要表达感情，而是看到我的经历永远记在纸上会让我有一种满足感。）可知，在13岁以前，作者记日记只是为了把自己的过去记录下来，即保存她的历史。故选D。
【2题详解】
细节理解题。根据第四段的“Now, I only write in my diary when I need to write down a special thought or feeling.”（现在，我只有在需要记下一个特殊的想法和感情时才写在日记中。）可知，现在作者只在日记中记下特别的想法和感受。故选B。
【3题详解】
推理判断题。根据第四段的“I realize that life will simply pass me by if I stay behind the camera, busy preserving the present so as to live it in the future.”（我意识到，如果我盲目地活在照相机后面、忙着保存现在以便未来重现它，那么生活会与我擦肩而过。）和最后一段的“Maybe I won't have as many exact representations of people and places；maybe I'll forget certain facts，but at least the experiences will always remain inside me. I don’t live to make memories—I just live, and the memories form themselves.”(或许我不会有那么多对人和地方的确切描述，也许我会忘了一些事实，但至少，这些经历将一直在我的脑海里。我活着不是为了制造回忆——我只是生活，回忆自然会形成。)可推知，主人公对生活的感悟是：把握现在，感受今天；生活，重在感受而不是为了回忆而记忆。故选A。
