People like Edison Chen because he is young, good-looking and talented.  But some people don’t  46 because he likes to make faces and walks in a strange way.
No matter  47  people think of him, Edison doesn’t care. He likes his own style and his own music . He shows he has more  48 than luck.
  49 November 26 , Edison got one of the Lycra in Style Awards in Shanghai because he has been trying to   50   in music.
Edison first listened to hip-hop music  51 he was nine . He fell in love with it .
Now he’s working hard on making music with some Japanese friends .He wants to bring real hip-hop music to China.
His music tells young people that there’s   52  they can’t do. He also has the courage to himself, from his clothes to his hair. Some people don’t like his way of dressing. 53  say he walks like a gorilla. But he thinks it’s OK. “My  54 show my style , and my songs tell my feelings ,” he said . “If I only listened to others, I may  55  myself.”

I sat down to read under an old tree in the park. I felt my life was   36 , for my whole world was dark.
A young boy ran up to me, out of breath. He stood  37   before me with his head down and said   38 , “Look what I found!” In his hand was a flower, and what a poor sight! The flower was dry and   39 . I gave him a small smile and then turned my eyes away so that he could take his dry flower and go off to play.
  40 , he sat next to my side and placed the flower to his   41  and said in surprise, “It smells sweet and it’s beautiful, too. That’s   42  I picked it. Here, it’s for you. ” The flower before me was dead. But I knew I must   43  it, or he might never leave. So I accepted the flower, and replied, “This is just what I   44 . ” Just then, for the first time I noticed that the boy could not   45  —he was blind.
Tears (眼淚) came down my face as I   46  him for picking the best one. “You’re welcome. ” he smiled, and then ran off to   47 . I sat there and wondered how he was able to learn about my pain (痛苦).
Through the eyes of a blind child,   48  I could see the problem was not with the world; the problem was me. And for all those years I myself had been   49 . I decided to see the beauty in life, and   50  every second of my life. And then I held that dry flower up to my nose and breathed in the smell of a beautiful rose.

There was a little boy who got angry easily. His father gave him a bag of nails(釘子) and told him that every  16  he got angry, to drive a nail into the back wall. The first day the boy had 17  37 nails into the wall. Then he put fewer and fewer nails. He found it was　18  to be not angry than to drive those  19  into the wall. 　Finally the day came when the boy didn't get  20  at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to be not angry. The days  21  and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that  22  nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the  23　. He said, "You have done  24 , my son, but look at the holes in the wall. The wall will  25  be the same. When you say things 　26 , they leave a scar(傷疤) just like this one. You  27  put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter  28  you say I'm sorry, the wound（傷口） is still there. A mental hurt is as bad as a physical one. Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed. They make you  29  and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always　30　 to open their hearts to us.

Thanksgiving Day was near. The Grade 7 teacher asked her students to   16 a picture of something for which they were thankful.
People celebrated the   17  with turkey and other traditional goods of the season. So,   18  of her students’ pictures were about them.
However, Jack made a ___19____ kind of picture. Jack was not the same as other boys. He always looked sad. When asked to draw a picture of something for which he was   20  , he drew a hand. Other students were all very    21  in the picture. Whose hand could it be? One child guessed it was the hand of a farmer, because farmers feed    22  . Another suggested a police officer, because the police   23  and care for people. Still    24  guessed it was the hand of God, for God feeds us. And so the    25  went on until the teacher almost forgot the young artist himself.
When the children had gone on to other subjects, she stopped at Jack’s desk and asked him   26    it was. The little boy looked up and said in a   27  voice, “It’s yours, teacher.”
She remembered the times she had taken his hand and   28    with him here or there, as she had with the other students. She often said, “   29  my hand, Jack. We’ll go outside.” Or, “Let me show you how to use your pencil.” Jack was most thankful for his  ___30____ hand.

John loved basketball. One day, as he was walking to a basketball game, he dreamed about playing basketball for the college team the next year. Suddenly a car hit him and he was thrown three meters  (31) .
John woke up in a hospital room. When the doctor told him that both his legs were broken, he knew his college basketball  (32)  was over. John did what the doctors told him, but it (33) .When he left the hospital, John was sent to a rehab center(康復(fù)中心).
A week  (34)  he arrived there, he met Sunny Chen. Sunny used to be a coach（教練）.His legs were badly hurt in a skating accident.
Though he couldn't move his legs, Sunny became the coach of a basketball team called the Suns. It was an on-wheelchair basketball team, because  (35)  on the team played from a wheelchair. Sunny invited John to  (36)  the game. John played badly, but for the  (37) time since the accident, he stopped feeling sorry for himself.
After becoming a part of the Suns, John improved quickly. Basketball was like medicine for him. John was much  (38)  than before. When John became unhappy, Sunny was there to comfort him. The day before John  (39)  the center, he had dinner with Sunny. He asked Sunny how he could be so happy even with his broken legs.
Sunny  (40)  and said, "It's really quite easy. When you keep your face to the sun, the shadows will fall behind."

Evelyn Glennie was the first lady of solo percussion in Scotland. In an interview, she talked about how she became a percussion soloist（打擊樂器獨奏演員）in spite of deafness.
“Early on I decided not to allow the   1  of others to stop me from becoming a musician. I grew up on a farm in northeast Scotland and began   2  piano lessons when I was eight. The older I got, the more my passion（酷愛）for music grew. But I also began to lose my   3 . Doctors told me that the nerve damage(神經(jīng)損傷) was the  4  and by age twelve, I was completely deaf. But my love for music never left me.”
“My   5  was to become a percussion soloist, even though there were none at that time. To perform, I learned to ‘hear’ music differently from others. I play in my stocking feet and can  6  the pitch of a note（音調(diào)高低）by the vibrations（振動）I feel through my body and through my imagination. My sound world exists by making use of almost every   7 that I have.”
“I decided to be a musician even though I was deaf, and applied to the famous Royal Academy of Music in London. No other deaf student had   8  this before and some teachers disagreed with me. Because of my performance, I finally entered the academy and went on to  9  with the academy’s highest honors a few years later.”
“I’ve been a soloist for more than ten years. 10  the doctor thought I was totally deaf, it didn’t mean that my passion couldn’t be realized. I would encourage people not to allow themselves to be limited by others. Follow your passion; follow your heart. They will lead you to the place you want to go.”

My name is Li Ming. I’m a student   21  the No. 1 Middle School. There are many   22  in our school: the English Club, the Art Club, the Music Club   23  more. I’m in the Music Club.
  24  have a talent (才藝) show at our school every   25 . The students from those different (不同的) clubs can   26  their talents. They can sing, dance and 27  pictures. They can   28  the guitar (吉他), the piano and the drums (鼓). We all like the   29  very much. This year I   30  to sing an English song at the show. I hope they’ll like my song.

As darkness fell, hundreds of people in the Swiss village left their houses. They were staring（注視）forward at the mountain top in the distance. It was covered with ice and snow－beautiful and dangerous.
The huge mountain is called Matterhorn. Mountain climbers had  40 the top through the southem route（路線）. But no one had ever dared to try a winter climbing up the northern side. But now one man was daring to try the  41 route. He was Walter Bonatti, a great mountain climber  42 Italy.
For two days he had climbed. The village people had watched him anxiously（焦慮）. Now they were waiting to see his signal. If he planned to  43 the next day, he would light（點燃）a green signal（信號）. A red light would mean that he was turning back.
A tiny green light  44 high on the mountain side. Bonatti was not giving up! The people  45 . The next day he continued his way upward. He was so lonely and so  46 ! But he would not give up. Again that night he lit the green light. In the morning, Bonatti  47 . He could not see the top；he knew he was  48 there. Though the climb was painful, he moved up.
Bonatti had spent months  49 for the climb. Was the training enough? Did he have the strength and skill to climb to the top?
He was finally at the top! News about his.   50 was radioed to the world.
The trip down the southern route was easy. He was warmly welcomed in the village. He had done the “  51 ” and would be well remembered as a climber of all time.

There was a time when I thought my dad didn’t know how to be a good father. I couldn’t  16  him ever saying the words “I love you.” It seems to me his only purpose in life was to say “  17 ” to anywhere I wanted to go and anything I wanted to do, including getting a  18 . Some parents bought their kids cars when they got their driver’s licenses. Not my dad — he said that I’d have to get a job and buy my own.
So that is what I did. I got a job at a very nice restaurant and  19  every penny I could and when I had enough to buy my car, I did! The day I brought that car home, my dad was the first one I wanted to  20  it off to. “Look, dad, a car of my own. If you ever want a ride, you only need to pay me five dollars.” I offered with a smile.
“I see,” was all he said.
One day, there was something wrong with my father’s truck. So he needed a  21  to work. The sun wasn’t even up when we left the house,   22  it was already getting warm out. It was going to be a hot day. As my dad got out of my car, I   23  him, dressed in his work clothes, getting his  24  from the truck (車尾箱) of my car. Watching his sun-weathered face, and even from a distance I could tell there were 25  lines than I ever remembered being there before. I realized how hard my dad works for the family. My father is a cement finisher(水泥修整工).
Suddenly, it came up with me that he actually got down on his hands and knees to sweat over hot concrete(混凝土) to make a living for his family. And he did this day in and day out,  26 hot it got. Never, not once, had I heard him   27  about it. To him we were “worth” it. And never once did he ask us to pay for it.
When he closed the trunk, his tools set off to the side, he walked over to my window to   28  me five dollars. I rolled down the window and said “Good-bye, dad. Keep your five dollars. It’s my __29__. Don’t work too hard. I love you.”
His eyes met mine, then glanced away in the direction of his waiting tools, he   30  his throat(喉嚨) and said, “Oh, and… me, too.”

How old was I? I can’t remember. Maybe I was only 10. It was the first    16   without my father because he was away for something. He left me to fill that sad place in my mother’s heart. It was the Christmas when I stopped being a    17   and tried to play Father Christmas myself. I really wanted to make it happy and bright again. It was the Christmas of the    18  .
Mom first saw the coat at Tobias, a nice    19   shop in our town’s little shopping mall. It was dark green. And it was a    20  , heavy, wool dress coat. Mom pulled it out from the rack(架) and held it up. “Long enough,” she said in a low voice and    21  .
“I need a new coat,” Mom smiled before the mirror. She looked good on any clothes,       22   this coat suited her much better. She looked at the    23  , then hung the coat back on the rack, standing there once more to    24   
Eighty-seven dollars. But I decided to buy it for her. As we moved on    25  the mall, I found some excuse to return and asked one of the Tobias ladies to    26   the coat.
I helped clean every yard(庭院) in our neighbourhood—some yards twice, and soon I got the coat. The store ladies helped me put it in their biggest    27   with bright blue paper and thick silver ribbon(絲帶). I don’t remember    28   I got it home, but I can still feel the wonderful    29   and pride that filled me. I would imagine the big space which the box would take up under our tree. Here it was—joy, peace and    30  —all in the box, waiting for Mom’s surprise.