If you think you are sick, you are       no matter what anyone else says. On the other hand, if you believe in your       , and if he tells that you are going to feel better, you probably will. The effect of the mind upon the body       and sometimes can be powerful. It exists       one is aware of it or not.
Take the case of Mrs. Green, for example. She       get to sleep at night and was too tired during the day to do some       things that she used to enjoy doing. She had headaches more often which prevented her from reading or watching TV. The more she thought about conditions,       she felt. At last she went to see her doctor, whom she had known       . The doctor listened to her and gave her a very       . Then he said to her. “There is       wrong with you physically,       I accept the fact that you don’t feel well. I’m going to give you some       that should help. I want you to       one after dinner and one half an hour       going to bed tonight. Call me tomorrow and tell me       you feel.”
The next day Mrs. Green      , “Doctor, I had the first       night’s sleep in two months night.       is in this pills?” The doctor said, “It’s an old formula (配方) I have       for years. Just keep on taking them for a week.” Turning to the nurse, he said, “It’s       what a little baking soda (蘇打) can do!”

I often read of incidents of misunderstanding or conflict. I'm left     . Why do these people create mistrust and problems, especially with those from other     ?
I was growing up in Kuala Lumpur in the early 1960s,      children from different races and religions played and studied      in harmony. At that time my family lived a stone's      from Ismail's. And no one was bothered that Ismail was a Malay Muslim and I was an Indian Hindu—we just      our differences. Perhaps，our elders had not filled our heads with unnecessary advice, well      or otherwise.
We were nine when we became friends. During the school holidays, we 'd      the countryside on our bicycles，hoping to      the unexpected. At times Ismail would accompany my family as we made a rare shopping trip to town. We would be glad of his     .
When I was twelve, my family moved to Johor. Ismail's family later returned to their village, and I      touch with him.
One spring afternoon in 1983, I stopped a taxi in Kuala Lumpur. I     my destination. The driver acknowledged my      but did not move off. Instead, he looked      at me. “Raddar?" he said, using my childhood nickname (綽號).I was astonished at being so      addressed (稱呼).Unexpectedly! It was Ismail! Even after two      we still recognized each other. Grasping his shoulder, I felt a true affection, something      to describe.
If we can allow our children to be      without prejudice, they'll build friendships with people，regardless of race or religion, who will be      their side through thick and thin. On such friendships are societies built and      we can truly be, as William Shakespeare once wrote, “We happy few, We band of brothers".

As a teacher．I often make it a rule that when we are on a field trip，there will be no talking aswe enter a building．This rule       to entering any place，whether it is a cinema，a church，a theatre, or any other place．
Once，in New York City，I took my class to see a(n)       near Times Square．When we
arrived at the theatre，there were about twenty other classes         outside waiting to get in．The students from the other schools were not        and there was pandemonium(烏煙瘴氣)．I told my students to stay in a line and keep       ．I told them that we would not carry ourselves like those other        ． Soon we started to file into the theatre，and it was very disorganized．There was a lady        the groups and get them to their seats，   students were everywhere and       really knew where to go．My class，observing our rule，walked in         in two single-file lines． We stood near the door behind everyone else，and we       ．All of a sudden，the lady who was        noticed us and she walked         our direction． She asked the students       the teacher was for our group, and I raised my         ．She asked,“Very, very nice to meet you．Come this way．”We were led into the theatre，        ，and we were given front-row seats．
Sometimes       for others may not seem like it is going to have an effect，especially when you         no one around who is taking manners into       ．However，that is usually the time when such      actions will be most appreciated and recognized．

One day I took a bus with my girlfriend. It was so        that we stood for several stops until a vacant seat was        for her. 
Then a pretty girl rushed towards me, saying, "Hi, where are you going?"  I was so struck by the stranger that I had a hard time trying to        her. Clearly she had taken me       somebody else. I returned her greeting with politeness,       to give explanation to my girlfriend later. 
Noticing my dialogue with somebody else, my girlfriend       her eyes and found she was pretty. She asked jealously, "Who's she?" The pretty girl, quite       of the situation, spoke out first, "Hi, let me        myself. I'm Nancy, used to be       . Very glad to meet you." She behaved very       .
But I was        to search in my memory for someone called Nancy among my neighbors. I was worrying how to explain this to my girlfriend       the pretty girl again turned to me, "Will you give me your cell phone number so that we        keep contacts later?" I had to submit to her       . Then the girl got off the bus at the next stop. 
A minute later I got a short        on my phone－from a stranger. My girlfriend       my phone and read the note. It was from the girl, who said, "Just now, two thieves tried to       your pocket. I had to act as an acquaintance to draw your attention. I should have left at the        stop but gave up as I noticed these two thieves also        to leave at the same stop. Because of the       I delayed my departure. Now you' ll understand all I have done to you. Wish you luck."

Immediately I got up and dressed, I stuck my violin under my jacket and went out into the streets to try my    . I wandered about for an hour, looking for a likely     , feeling as though I were about to commit a crime. Then I      at last under a bridge near the station and decided to have a try.
I felt tense and     . It was the first time, after all. I drew the violin from under the jacket like a gun. It was here, in Southampton, with trains rattling overhead, that I was about to       myself. One moment I was part of the hurrying crowds, the next I stood apart, my back to the wall, my hat on the       before me, the violin under my chin.
The first notes I played were loud and raw, like a declaration of protest, then they settled down and began to run more _   and to stay more or less in tune. To my     ,I was neither arrested nor told to shut up. Indeed, nobody took any     at all. Then an old man, without stopping at all, dropped a penny into my       as though getting rid of some guilty evidence.
I worked the streets of Southampton for several days, gradually obtaining the truth of the       by trial and error. It was not a good thing, for instance, to let the hat fill up with money---the sight could      a kind-hearted man; nor was it wise to      it completely, which could also confuse him, giving him no hint as to where to      his money. Placing a couple of pennies in the hat to start the thing going soon became a       practice and I made sure, between tunes, to take off most of the earnings, but always leaving two      behind.
Old      were most generous, and so were women with children, shop girls and barmaids.  As for men, heavy drinkers were always willing listeners and so were big guys with muscles. But      a man with an expensive hat, briefcase or dog: respectable types were the least      of all.  Except for retired army officers, who would shout "Why aren't you     , young man?" and then would over-tip to cover up their confusion.

When Dave was eighteen, he bought a secondhand car for 200 so that he could travel to and from work more____ than by bus. It worked quite well for a few years, but then it got so old, and it was costing him __much in repairs that he decided that he had better __it.
　　He asked among his friends to see if anyone was particularly_ _ to buy a cheap car, but they all knew that it was falling to pieces, so__ of them had any desire to buy it. Dave's friend Sam saw that he was __ when they met one evening, and said, “What's __, Dave?”
　　Dave told him, and Sam answered, “Well, what about advertising it in the paper? You may __more for it that way than the cost of the advertisement!” Thinking that Sam's__was sensible(合理的),he put an advertisement in an evening paper, which read “For sale: small car, __ very little petrol, only two owners. Bargain at 50.”
　　For two days after the advertisement first appeared, there was no __.But then on Saturday evening he had an enquiry(詢問).A man rang up and said he would like to__ him about the car. “All right,” Dave said, feeling happy. He asked the man whether ten o'clock the next morning would be__or not. “Fine,” the man said, “and I'll __my wife. We intend to go for a ride in it to __ it.”
　　The next morning, at a quarter to ten, Dave parked the car in the square outside his front door, __ to wait there for the people who had__ his advertisement. Even Dave had to __that the car really looked like a wreck(殘骸).Then, soon after he had got the car as clean__ it could be, a police car stopped just behind him and a policeman got out. He looked at Dave's car and then said, “Have you reported this __ to us yet, sir?”?

閱讀下面短文，從短文后所給各題的四個(gè)選項(xiàng)（A、B、C和D）中，選出可以填入空白處的最佳選項(xiàng)，并在答題卡上將該項(xiàng)涂黑。
The other night as I was leaving my son's room. I noticed a hockey puck(冰球)sitting on his desk. It      me not only of an exciting hockey game he and I had      several years ago. but of a life lesson he had learned      .
During spring vacation from school,a friend gave us two      to a New York Rangers hockey game at Madison Square Garden. My son was very      because he is an avid Rangers fan,so we attended it.
The roar of the crowd was right from the moment the puck was      dropped. When the Rangers      first, the crowd cheered. My son got caught up in the moment and      joined in the crowd. When the Rangers scored a second time, it seemed as if the building would      from the noise. Three young men      in the row in front of us, probably in their early 20s, caught my      as my son sang along with the crowd. They smiled at us. We were all one happy and excited hockey      .
For my son, the victory was exciting. But that is not what he remembers about that night,      that's not his primary recollection. After the winning goal had been scored,the losing team's goalkeeper      the hockey puck out of the net behind him, and      it into the crowd. One of the three young men before us caught the puck and,      in one motion after catching it, threw it back to my son.
My son looked at the puck as if he had been given a golden     . "Why did that man give me the puck?"  I explained to my son that the man had given him the puck be­cause he knew how      it would make him to have a souvenir from the game, and not just any souvenir, but the puck that had been the      goal in a shootout. It was obvi­ous that he knew it would      more to my son than it would to him.

Last Christmas while staying with my parents, I        across some old love letters that my parents wrote to each other. These letters were all pilled up in a basket, dirty and       With dust.      to read and sort them, I asked them if I could take the letters back to my Illinois home. They agreed.
As I carefully opened each letter, all of them         with age, I discovered a new page      unknown to me in this private chapter of my parents' lives.
My father used to        in the army. So his letters were full of frontline       of the things about the war. Each of my mother's letters was marked with her 1944 dark red lipstick  kiss. I was        to these letters like a magnet  (磁鐵).
Just six weeks after our Christmas visit, Daddy became very      . and was hospitalized. This time, he was fighting a      . kind of war. As I sat by his bedside, we discussed the        . He told me how much receiving those lipstick-kissed letters had        to him when he had been so far from home.
It so happened that the next day would he February 14. From the        letters I chose the card my father had sent Mother in 1944 and brought it to my father's bedside.      
At his bedside, I joked with him, saying      , "Today is Valentine's Day, don't you want to send Mother a present?" He became more           when I handed him the old       . He carefully opened it and took out the card, and when he       it, his eyes were filled with tears.
My father, in a voice tight with       read the loving         he'd sent to my mother fifty-six years earlier. And this time, he could read it to her         .
【小題1】A came               B. hit             C. drew                D. fell

閱讀下面短文，掌握其大意，然后從各題所給的四個(gè)選項(xiàng)（A、B、C、D）中，選出最佳選項(xiàng)。
Tom was a businessman and he suffered many failures in his career, which made him a depressed（沮喪的）man, he often complained that others had been playing tricks on him. One day he told his wife he was so       with the city that he had to leave.
So his family moved to        city. In the evening of a weekend, Tom and his wife were busy        up their new home        the light suddenly went out. So they had to ___    work. Tom was regretful to have forgotten to bring along candles and had to wait       in a low mood. Just then he heard slight, hesitant knocks on his door that sounded clear in the        night.
“Who’s it?” he wondered, since Tom had no        in the new city. And this was the moment he especially disliked being disturbed.       , he went reluctantly(不情愿地) to the door and opened it impatiently. At the door was a little girl, shyly asking, “Sir, do you have        ? I’m your neighbor.” “No,” answered Tom in anger and shut the door violently. “What a nuisance（討厭的人）!” he complained over it with his wife. “No sooner had we settled down       the neighbor came to        things.” After a while, the door was knocked       . He opened it and found the same girl outside. But this time she was holding two candles, saying, “My grandma told me the new neighbor downstairs might need candles. She         me here to give you these .” Tom was very __    by what he saw. When he became fully aware, he said, “Thank you and your     . God bless you!”
At that moment he suddenly realized what caused his        in life. It was his       and harshness(刻薄)with other people. The person who had cheated him in life was       nobody else but himself, for he had fallen for his unsympathetic       .

About a month ago, while in the drive through at Starbucks, I noticed a woman in a car behind me who appeared to be having a bad day. There were two kids in the back who seemed to have too much     at 8 am on a Sunday morning, because they were shouting loudly. The      moved slowly and at one point while I was pulling the car forward, the sad woman behind me     my car. I could tell this     her. The entire time that I waited in line for my coffee this woman didn’t     .
Looking back at her I could tell she was wondering “Why me? Why today?” When I      up and paid for my coffee I requested that the barista(咖啡吧員) of Starbucks give the woman behind me a smile card and paid for her coffee.
Just 30 minutes later I was again      in line at Starbucks. I heard a slam of a car door but thought nothing of it. I was     when the same woman came up to my driver’s side window. She     me a twenty-dollar bill and the same smile card I had given to her. She smiled and said, “These are for you. You are the    one who gave these to me     , right? All I need you to do is ask the barista to give the      back to me.” It was amazing! It was as if this woman had been waiting to show her      for what I had done!
When she got back into her      today she was all smiles. I could tell she had the same feeling as I had on that early Sunday morning. It was nice to have my coffee paid for, but what made me feel even better was seeing the happiness and smile on her face.
As I pulled out of the drive-thru, she waved and yelled out, “Have a     day!” I yelled back “You too!” and waved her goodbye.