2022年考博英语-复旦大学考试题库及模拟押密卷（含答案解析）1. 单选题Hes color-blind and cant （ ）the difference between red and green easily.问题1选项A.detectB.discoverC.distinguishD.determine【答案】C【解析】考查动词辨析。detect “侦查，发现”；discover “发现”；distinguish “区分，辨别”；determine “下决心”。句意：他是个色盲，他不能轻易区分红色与绿色。选项C符合题意。2. 单选题Mississippi also upholds the Souths well-deserved reputation for warm, hospitable people；balmy year-round weather and truly（ ）cuisine.问题1选项A.destructiveB.horribleC.amiableD.delectable【答案】D【解析】考查形容词辨析。destructive “破坏性的”；horrible “可怕的”；amiable “亲切的”； delectable “美味的”。空格处用来修饰cuisine （烹饪）这个单词，前文是讲密西西比为什么这么出名，所以选项D符合题意。3. 单选题We need to make sure that we（ ）our resources as fully as possible.问题1选项A.useB.exploitC.employD.explore【答案】B【解析】考查近义词词义辨析。use“使用”；exploit“开发，开拓”；employ“雇用”；explore“探索，探测”。句意：我们需要确保尽可能全面开发我们的资源。选项B符合题意。4. 单选题She chewed each delicious mouthful as slowly as she could,（ ） the pleasure.问题1选项A.delayingB.prolongingC.insistingD.indulging【答案】B【解析】考查动词辨析。delay “推迟”；prolong “延长”；insist “坚持”；indulge “沉浸在”，一般与介词in搭配。句意：她尽可能慢地咀嚼着满嘴的美味，来延长这种享受美味的愉悦感。选项B符合题意。5. 单选题After breakfast I went out into the garden. Spring had come late that year, making nonsense of last years grandiose plans; I was to Sundays of hard digging behind schedule. Harling Crescent was part of a new housing estate off St. Clair Park, or off Earl Road, depending on which way you wanted to look at it. (The estate agents generally called it the Park Development, the world Park having more status that Road.)With the exception of a few big houses on Earl Road itself, thered been no building in the district until after the war. We were the first occupants of Number Seven Harling Crescent, and the garden had been a wilderness when we moved in. Now, after three years during which I seemed to have done little else but weed and dig and add cartloads of lime and manure, it was beginning to look credible that in about ten years time it might be remotely like the garden in Hunlitt and Lespers brochure. It wouldnt, I knew, boast quite as many roses and cherry-trees or have such a smoothly green lawn or such agreeably fantastic topiary work, nor could I ever hope for a limousine of anything near the dimensions (the bonnet, according to my calculations, being some fifteen feet long) to stand in the drive. I had few illusions left about my value to my father-in-laws business. But it Would be definitely a garden, and wed have tea there in the summer and eat our own strawberries and thered be a play house for Barbara and, as she herself would put it, flowers. Barbara would come home from school and there would be “pretty” flowers. Above all, the garden would be something Id made, something which belonged to me, the poet who wrote about God walking in his garden in the cool of evening had got it all wrong; I valued my garden-because it was about the only place in the world, in which I, Joe Lampton, could walk as Joe Lampton.And, since Id been thinking of being two Sundays behind schedule, it was the only place where I didnt live to schedule; in a garden one did things by season and weather not by clock and calendar.The St. Clair mansion stood north of Harling Crescent with the St. Clair Folly On the crest of the hill above it. It was still a pleasure to look at, its proportions of balance and order and simplicity were still acceptable to me; and there had been a time when the fact of my mother-in-law being a St. Clair had given me a feeling of part-ownership of the place: because the St. Clairs were my childrens ancestors they were mine too. If anything I did the family credit; among the more notable St. Clairs were at least two known murderers, three convicted traitors, and one particularly ambitious gentleman who was rumored both to have offered his fifteen-year-old daughter to Edward II and to have helped to arrange Edwards murder at Berkeley. Heiress-hunting and robbery of one kind or another they all seemed to have taken for granted; Peregrine, who build the Folly in 1810, went through two wives fortunes and then made another as colonel of a regiment. He was even supposed to have done a deal with the denture-makers of the time-who extracted teeth from the dead on the field of battle; I came across this tidbit in an anonymous Chartist pamphlet which Reggie Scurrah showed me at the Library.Reggie had expected me to be shocked; instead I was mildly titillated. That had been some seven years ago: now the St Clairs had lost their glamour as far as I was concerned. True, when away from Warley I always managed to bring my wifes ancestors into the conversation; I had never disliked an association with a name whichall the more so for the family being extinct was a symbol of doomed aristocracy, pennons against the sunset, trumpets at Roncesvalles, and all the rest of it. But now I used t