英语语言文学真题回忆(综合英语，翻译与写作，二外法语)题目回忆是考后就写下，今天才来编辑发帖。综合英语：1.单项选择题，关于语法，词组搭配之类的，没有考人文知识。30道题30分。难度中等或中下2.阅读理解四篇，每篇5道题，共40分。文章和问题都不太难理解。难度中等或中下其中一篇如下。相比之下，其他3篇文章没那么长，但问题和选项就较长一点。Hewasanoldmanwithawhitebeardandhugenoseandhands.Longbeforethetimeduringwhichwewillknowhim,hewasadoctoranddroveajadedwhitehorsefromhousetohousethroughthestreetsofWinesburg.Laterhemarriedagirlwhohadmoney.Shehadbeenleftalargefertilefarmwhenherfatherdied.Thegirlwasquiet,tall,anddark,andtomanypeoplesheseemedverybeautiful.EveryoneinWinesburgwonderedwhyshemarriedthedoctor.Withinayearafterthemarriageshedied.Theknucklesofthedoctor'shandswereextraordinarilylarge.Whenthehandswereclosedtheylookedlikeclustersofunpaintedwoodenballsaslargeaswalnutsfastenedtogetherbysteelrods.Hesmokedacobpipeandafterhiswife'sdeathsatalldayinhisemptyofficeclosebyawindowthatwascoveredwithcobwebs.HeneveropenedthewindoOnceonahotdayinAugusthetriedbutfounditstuckfastandafterthatheforgotallaboutit.Winesburghadforgottentheoldman,butinDoctorReefythereweretheseedsofsomethingveryfine.AloneinhismustyofficeintheHeffnerBlockabovetheParisDryGoodsCompany'sstore,heworkedceaselessly,buildingupsomethingthathehimselfdestroyed.Littlepyramidsoftruthheerectedandaftererectingknockedthemdownagainthathemighthavethetruthstoerectotherpyramids.DoctorReefywasatallmanwhohadwornonesuitofclothesfortenyears.Itwasfrayedatthesleevesandlittleholeshadappearedatthekneesandelbows.Intheofficeheworealsoalinendusterwithhugepocketsintowhichhecontinuallystuffedscrapsofpaper.Aftersomeweeksthescrapsofpaperbecamelittlehardroundballs,andwhenthepocketswerefilledhedumpedthemoutuponthefloor.Fortenyearshehadbutonefriend,anotheroldmannamedJohnSpaniardwhoownedatreenursery.Some,inaplayfulmood,oldDoctorReefytookfromhispocketsahandfulofthepaperballsandthrewthematthenurseryman."'Thatistoconfoundyou,youblitheringoldsentimentalist,"hecried,shakingwithlaughter.ThestoryofDoctorReefyandhiscourtshipofthetalldarkgirlwhobecamehiswifeandlefthermoneytohimisaverycuriousstory.Itisdelicious,likethetwistedlittleapplesthatgrowintheorchardsofWinesburg.Inthefallonewalksintheorchardsandthegroundishardwithfrostunderfoot.Theappleshavebeentakenfromthetreesbythepickers.Theyhavebeenputinbarrelsandshippedtothecitieswheretheywillbeeateninapartmentsthatarefilledwithbooks,magazines,furniture,andpeople.Onthetreesareonlyafewgnarledapplesthatthepickershaverejected.TheylookliketheknucklesofDoctorReefy’shands.Onenibblesatthemandtheyaredelicious.Intoalittleroundplaceatthesideoftheapplehasbeengatheredallofitssweetness.Onerunsfromtreetotreeoverthefrostedgroundpickingthegnarled,twistedapplesandfillinghispocketswiththem.Onlythefewknowthesweetnessofthetwistedapples.ThegirlandDoctorReefybegantheircourtshiponasummerafternoon.Hewasforty-fivethenandalreadyhehadbegunthepracticeoffillinghispocketswiththescrapsofpaperthatbecamehardballsandwerethrownaway.Thehabithadbeenformedashesatinhisbuggybehindthejadedgreyhorseandwentslowlyalongcountryroads.Onthepaperswerewrittenthoughts,endsofthoughts,beginningsofthoughts.OnebyonethemindofDoctorReefyhadmadethethoughts.Outofmanyofthemheformedatruththatarosegiganticinhismind.Thetruthcloudedtheworld.Itbecameterribleandthenfadedawayandthelittlethough...