Each one of us is a wonderful being. Encouragement can the hidden ability and wonder in an individual. Telling others constantly that they are the useless, stupid, and uncreative only the possibility of their improvement. But if we were to the encouragement technique in our praises, chances are that we would make others realize their .
An old man was picking fish from the shore and throwing them back into the sea. A young man this and said, “For the past two hours you are throwing fishes into the sea. But there are so many fishes around. Can you make a difference to all of them?” The old man smiled, yet another fish, threw it into the sea and said, “I have made difference to this fish.”
Constantly encourage yourself and encourage others. Let this be your and duty. Believe in them, and life will have meaningful . With such a purpose you will have no time to be depressed. The act of yourself and others will be a source of joy.
“But I am so . Can I make a difference to the world?” asked the man. It is said, “What a little lamp can do, the great Sun cannot; it can shine in the .”
A pilot while flying realized that he direction. It was dark and difficult for him to land. The was running out. There was a great . Suddenly he saw a heavy truck on the expressway; its headlight beam him to make out the path. Using expressway as runway, he . He said to himself, “I am sure the truck driver would not have realized that the truck’s headlights many lives”.
In the same way, we may not know how we can to others. What is important is our intention to contribute.
A．lose B．lack C．inspire D．appreciate
A．destroys B．adds C．creates D．gains
A．discover B．study C．employ D．improve
A．goal B．dream C．fault D．potential
A．sure B．busy C．worth D．foolish
A．observed B．praised C．opposed D．heard
A．really B．specially C．quickly D．frequently
A．set up B．ran up C．picked up D．went up
A．progress B．habit C．result D．benefit
A．stories B．tasks C．friends D．purposes
A．encouraging B．trusting C．enjoying D．appreciating
A．helpful B．meaningful C．unimportant D．unlucky
A．morning B．night C．sky D．hole
A．missed B．found C．mistook D．lost
A．fuel B．money C．strength D．patience
A．comfort B．surprise C．pleasure D．danger
A．advised B．helped C．taught D．requested
A．escaped B．failed C．landed D．appeared
A．killed B．saved C．risked D．cost
A．turn B．contribute C．point D．prefer
第二节 完型填空 （ 共20小题； 每小题1.5分 满分30分）
It was pouring outside. We all stood there , some patiently；others annoyed nature messed up their hurried day. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens away the dirt and dust of the world.
“Mom, let’s run through the rain,” a girl’s voice me.
“No, honey. We’ll wait until it down a bit,” Mom replied.
The young girl waited about another minute and : “Mom, let’s run through the rain.”
“We’ll get wet if we do,” Mom said.
“No, we won’t, Mom. That’s not what you said this morning,” the young girl said as she her Mom’s arm.
“This morning? did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?”
“Don’t you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, ‘If God can get us through this, he can get us through .’”
The entire crowd turned . Mom paused and thought for a moment about she would say. Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. then, we heard, “Honey, you are . Let’s run through the rain. If we get wet, maybe we just need washing,” Mom said. Then they ran.
We all stood , smiling and laughing as they ran past the cars. Yes, they got wet. But they were by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the to their cars. Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, and they can even take away your . But no one can take away your precious . So, don’t forget to make time and take the to make memories every day! I hope you still take the time to run through the rain.
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The most important lesson I learned in high school had nothing to do with maths or American history．It came at graduation, several minutes before I left Miramonte High School．
I was rather shy back then, content to around with my few friends and to concentrate on my I was doing so well that by the end of senior year I had perfect scores and enough to go to college．
But my good record soon became a to my well-being．In early June of senior year, the headmaster called me into his office．He asked me to give a leave-taking speech at graduation．I looked at him, my heart fast．This was the for my hard work? I said something, but not very clearly, and hurried away from the office．
I was about the decision, finally agreeing to compromise．I wasn't the only speaker—I would the honor with five other students．Still, it was doubtful whether the task was me．How in the world would I give a speech to hundreds of people?
Graduation day soon arrived and, as ．I was nervous．I'd been practicing my speech for days, and I had it ．But I had never been so in my life．The first half hour of the ceremony passed, and then my came．My name was announced．I managed to reach the platform without falling down．But within minutes, I was , heading back to my seat．
Now I still have the of that speech．My voice trembled a little, but it was clear and strong．I'm proud of that tape．I achieved something I'd never I spoke in front of hundreds of people． I didn't realize it at the time, the successful completion of that speech gave me the to participate in class at college, to give oral reports, and to eventually break free of my .
I never would have chosen to give a speech at graduation．But I'm glad I did．I know it may well turn out to be one of my shining moments．
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War started in our house in late July with a month to go before my first day of college. It was a battle of wills over what college I was to attend. Mom wanted me to attend a famous
school, and I wanted to go to a small writing college. Every night for two weeks, we argued, shouted and gave treatments until both sides went to bed with regrets.
It was mostly my . Since my junior year of high school, I had at being a nurse. I took all the science courses, and even worked as a in my town’s local hospital. My was to help the sick and be superwoman to the world.
Yet, graduation and college neared, it all changed. Treating the sick was
, but not what I was meant to do for the of my life. I could picture myself in hospitals, making rounds, and taking , but I couldn’t picture myself happy. It wasn’t the
I wanted.
Then, I realized I had been creating and writing stories for as long as I could . I loved it, and writing was what I had been doing as a . It was going to be my career. And it had to be.
On August 1st, Mom and I sat down at the dinner table and I told her that she had every
to choose where to spend her money, just like I had every right to decide where I wanted to go to school. If it was her choice not to any of my college education, then I would take a year off to work and earn money so I could go to the college I wanted.
Standing by my decision to be a writer had my firm belief to my mom. Finally we were at , and she decided to support me, which the world to me.
Before that time, I had never stood up my parents on any major decision. Choosing which college to attend me to become a separate and complete adult. I am now finished with my first semester as a Professional Writing major and I cannot wait to see what comes next.
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Different View
At age 14, 15 and 16, the way we looked was the most important thing in the world to us. My friends and I wanted nothing less than perfection.
In high school, we joined the gymnastics team, and our because even more important to us. We had no fat, only muscle. On the weekends, we would go to the beach, of our flat stomachs.
One summer day, all my friends were at my house . At one point, I was running back to the pool. I on a bee, and while it was dying under my foot, it stung (蛰) me. I instantly started to feel . That night, I began to run a high fever and my leg and foot were red, hot and swollen. I couldn’t walk. I could barely .
When my foot started to go numb, everyone became more . My foot was not getting enough blood. I had to go to the , and my leg hurt as if it were badly broken. I couldn’t move. All I could do was think about how soft my middle was becoming. That me more than any concern over my leg.
That would all when I heard the doctors mention possibly cutting off my foot. It was still not getting the supply it needed. The doctors would have to speed up their treatment.
Never before did I have such great for my foot. And walking seemed like a from the gods. Less and less would I want to hear my friends talk about and who was wearing what. More and more I expected visits from other kids in the hospital, who were quickly becoming my friends.
One girl came to visit me . Every time she came, she brought flowers. She was recovering from cancer and felt she should come back and the other patients.
She still had no hair, and she was swollen from medications she had been taking. I would not have given this girl a second before. I now loved every inch of her and looked forward to her .
Finally, I was improving and soon I went home. My leg was still swollen, I was walking, and I had my foot! When I would go back to the hospital, I often saw my friend. She was still visiting people and good cheer. I thought if even there was an angel on this earth, it had to be her.
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阅读下面短文，掌握其大意，从每题所给的A、B、C、D四个选项中，选出最佳选项。
He Had a Go
It was a cool spring evening in Melbourne, Australia．I drove to my boxing gym for a Friday night training session．After up, I started training．Then I noticed a tall and slim young man walking through the doors．There was something about him that caught my .
Before long, I realized that he might have a mental illness．Having volunteered for mental illness support groups, I really his problems when I looked at him.
He paid for the session, put on a pair of gloves and then started hitting the punching bags．I watched him from a and wanted to help him to punch straighter and better．Then I felt it was best to leave that up to the trainer who was watching him.
After a few seconds of punching the bag, he stopped and started staring at the ．The trainer went up to him and to help him．It was almost like he woke up from a dream．He eye contact with the ceiling at once.
Then the bell rang and it was the end of the round． rounds we are required to do five push-ups(俯卧撑), all the boys that were training that night did five push-ups．He to complete his five push-ups．The bell sounded again and the next round began．He punched the bags for a few seconds and then he ．This time he was staring at the walls which were decorated with boxing posters.
It was clear to me that he could not for long.
When I finished training, I decided to go up to him and offer him my help．I held the bag for him and asked him to punch．He the bag a few times and then stopped again.
I smiled at him and asked, “Do you like boxing?”
He replied with a very shy on his face, “Yes, boxing is alright.”
What else could I do than this man and his willingness to give it a go? Most people put self-imposed(自我强加的) on their lives and stop themselves from having a go．I kept thinking about this man while admiring him for even turning up to a boxing gym, let alone training at what appeared to be his .
There are many lessons to learn from this man．What I admired about this man was that he had a go! That is what ordinariness from greatness.
So what will you have a go at?
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