题目

I don’t know how I became a writer, but I think it was because of a certain force in me that had to write and that finally burst through and found a channel. My people were of the working class of people. My father, a stone-cutter, was a man with a great respect and veneration（崇敬）for literature. He had a tremendous memory, and he loved poetry, and the poetry that he loved best was naturally of the rhetorical kind that such a man would like. Nevertheless it was good poetry, Hamlet's Soliloquy, Macbeth, Mark Antony’s Funeral Oration, Grey' s Elegy, and all the rest of it. I heard it 选出衔接有误的一项 A．谁言寸草心，报得三春晖。B．清明时节雨纷纷，牧童遥指杏花村。C．本是同根生，相煎何太急。D．莫愁前路无知己，天下谁人不识君。