Playing Games—Not Only FunFor many people, playing games is a way to have some fun._____（26）It is a great way to keep your mental health in check. Actually, anything that requires you to do some thinking will help you keep your brain healthy.You may say that this sounds great but you just don’t have the time to do it. If you want to improve your mental health, you will make time for it._____（27）You can exercise your brain before work and while the rest of your family is still in bed. This can greatly change your attitude for the rest of the day.Turn the TV off in the evening and spend some time playing games alone or with a family member._____（28）Try a variety of new games, too. This way, you don’t get bored playing the same one all the time.Most games offer several different levels. To get the most exercise for your brain, start out with the easy stuff._____（29）As your level of skill improves, go on to challenge your brain by moving into more advanced levels of the game.Find the games that you really enjoy playing. Keeping your brain sharp with such games is really going to pay off for you in many ways._____（30）You will find that you have less stress and that it is easier to make decisions. You will also find that your memory is improving.（29）_____

Playing Games—Not Only FunFor many people, playing games is a way to have some fun._____（26）It is a great way to keep your mental health in check. Actually, anything that requires you to do some thinking will help you keep your brain healthy.You may say that this sounds great but you just don’t have the time to do it. If you want to improve your mental health, you will make time for it._____（27）You can exercise your brain before work and while the rest of your family is still in bed. This can greatly change your attitude for the rest of the day.Turn the TV off in the evening and spend some time playing games alone or with a family member._____（28）Try a variety of new games, too. This way, you don’t get bored playing the same one all the time.Most games offer several different levels. To get the most exercise for your brain, start out with the easy stuff._____（29）As your level of skill improves, go on to challenge your brain by moving into more advanced levels of the game.Find the games that you really enjoy playing. Keeping your brain sharp with such games is really going to pay off for you in many ways._____（30）You will find that you have less stress and that it is easier to make decisions. You will also find that your memory is improving.（30）_____

Learn from Your FailuresHave you ever failed? If not, it is_____（31）that you have never taken a_____（32）on trying anything new, or else you are lying.There is nothing_____（33）with failing, as long as you learn from your mistakes, modify your approach and try again. In fact, the more often you fail, the sooner it will be that you_____（34）succeed, provided that you do learn and keep trying.You can_____（35）only from experience and you get experience only from having a go at something. It may be more_____（36）to succeed, but you can______（37）learn more from failing. This is only if you are observant and take_____（38）of what you are doing and which things have worked and which haven’t. You then need to_____（39）what has happened, alter your______（40）and move on.So go for it! You will eventually get there—unless you stop trying.A.probable B.actually C.direction D.finally E.start F.chance G.special H.grow I.wrong J.note K.analyze L.pleasant

Voice and Text ChattingVoice chat and text chat are quickly （quick） becoming preferred ways of communicating with others online. For language _____（1）（learner）, these forms of communication_____（2）（able） them to share ideas about themselves and the world in almost real time. They can establish friendships with people from around the globe. Thus, it can be an easy way to learn languages and world _____（3）（culture）.However, care and consideration should be_____（4）（give） when you are looking for friends on the Internet because you _____（5）（real） don’t know who the person is at the other end. Thus, never give out personal information _____（6）（include） your name, age, where you live, and the name of the school you attend. Also, be _____（7）（care） about meeting online acquaintances in person, and if you do so, make sure it is in a public place and go with a friend or a family member._____（8）（final）, contact local authorities if you feel you are in danger. Again, chatting with others can be an enjoyable and _____（9）（education） activity if you use care when _____（10）（do） so.

某英文报社正在举办“I Like Playing Sports”的征文活动。写一篇英文短文应征。内容包括以下两个方面：①你经常做什么体育运动？②体育运动对你有哪些好处？

The Stranger Who Changed My LifeIt was a sunny morning in the spring of 1966. I was driving a taxi, looking for a customer. While passing New York Hospital, I found a man running down the hospital steps, waving at me.I stopped. The man reached the taxi and jumped in.“The Airport，please,” he said. As always, I wondered about my passenger. Was this man a talker? After a few moments, he started saying,“How do you like driving a taxi?”“It’s OK,” I said. “I make a living and meet interesting people sometimes.”“What do you do?” I asked.“I am a doctor at New York Hospital.”Many times during long rides, I’d developed a good relationship with my passengers and received very good advice from them. This time I decided to ask for his help.“Could I ask a favor of you?” He didn’t answer.“I have a son, 15, a good kid. He wants a job this summer. Is it possible that you get one for him?”He still wasn’t talking, and I was starting to feel foolish. Finally, he said, “Well, my students have a summer research project. Maybe he could join in. Have him send me his school record.”He left his address and paid me. It was the last time I ever saw him.Robbie sent off his grades the next morning. And gradually this incident was forgotten. Two weeks later, when I arrived home from work, Robbie handed me a letter. He was informed to call Dr. Plum for an interview.Robbie got the job. The following summer, Robbie worked at the hospital again, but this time, he was given more responsibility. Then, he worked at the hospital for a third summer and gradually developed a love of medical profession.Near graduating from college, Robbie applied to and was admitted to New York Medical College. After getting his medical degree, Robbie, the son of a taxi driver, became a doctor at Columbia Medical Center.The doctor shouted at the taxi driver for a ride．

The Stranger Who Changed My LifeIt was a sunny morning in the spring of 1966. I was driving a taxi, looking for a customer. While passing New York Hospital, I found a man running down the hospital steps, waving at me.I stopped. The man reached the taxi and jumped in.“The Airport，please,” he said. As always, I wondered about my passenger. Was this man a talker? After a few moments, he started saying,“How do you like driving a taxi?”“It’s OK,” I said. “I make a living and meet interesting people sometimes.”“What do you do?” I asked.“I am a doctor at New York Hospital.”Many times during long rides, I’d developed a good relationship with my passengers and received very good advice from them. This time I decided to ask for his help.“Could I ask a favor of you?” He didn’t answer.“I have a son, 15, a good kid. He wants a job this summer. Is it possible that you get one for him?”He still wasn’t talking, and I was starting to feel foolish. Finally, he said, “Well, my students have a summer research project. Maybe he could join in. Have him send me his school record.”He left his address and paid me. It was the last time I ever saw him.Robbie sent off his grades the next morning. And gradually this incident was forgotten. Two weeks later, when I arrived home from work, Robbie handed me a letter. He was informed to call Dr. Plum for an interview.Robbie got the job. The following summer, Robbie worked at the hospital again, but this time, he was given more responsibility. Then, he worked at the hospital for a third summer and gradually developed a love of medical profession.Near graduating from college, Robbie applied to and was admitted to New York Medical College. After getting his medical degree, Robbie, the son of a taxi driver, became a doctor at Columbia Medical Center.The doctor wanted to go to the railway station by taxi．

The Stranger Who Changed My LifeIt was a sunny morning in the spring of 1966. I was driving a taxi, looking for a customer. While passing New York Hospital, I found a man running down the hospital steps, waving at me.I stopped. The man reached the taxi and jumped in.“The Airport，please,” he said. As always, I wondered about my passenger. Was this man a talker? After a few moments, he started saying,“How do you like driving a taxi?”“It’s OK,” I said. “I make a living and meet interesting people sometimes.”“What do you do?” I asked.“I am a doctor at New York Hospital.”Many times during long rides, I’d developed a good relationship with my passengers and received very good advice from them. This time I decided to ask for his help.“Could I ask a favor of you?” He didn’t answer.“I have a son, 15, a good kid. He wants a job this summer. Is it possible that you get one for him?”He still wasn’t talking, and I was starting to feel foolish. Finally, he said, “Well, my students have a summer research project. Maybe he could join in. Have him send me his school record.”He left his address and paid me. It was the last time I ever saw him.Robbie sent off his grades the next morning. And gradually this incident was forgotten. Two weeks later, when I arrived home from work, Robbie handed me a letter. He was informed to call Dr. Plum for an interview.Robbie got the job. The following summer, Robbie worked at the hospital again, but this time, he was given more responsibility. Then, he worked at the hospital for a third summer and gradually developed a love of medical profession.Near graduating from college, Robbie applied to and was admitted to New York Medical College. After getting his medical degree, Robbie, the son of a taxi driver, became a doctor at Columbia Medical Center.The taxi driver liked talking with his customers.

The Stranger Who Changed My LifeIt was a sunny morning in the spring of 1966. I was driving a taxi, looking for a customer. While passing New York Hospital, I found a man running down the hospital steps, waving at me.I stopped. The man reached the taxi and jumped in.“The Airport，please,” he said. As always, I wondered about my passenger. Was this man a talker? After a few moments, he started saying,“How do you like driving a taxi?”“It’s OK,” I said. “I make a living and meet interesting people sometimes.”“What do you do?” I asked.“I am a doctor at New York Hospital.”Many times during long rides, I’d developed a good relationship with my passengers and received very good advice from them. This time I decided to ask for his help.“Could I ask a favor of you?” He didn’t answer.“I have a son, 15, a good kid. He wants a job this summer. Is it possible that you get one for him?”He still wasn’t talking, and I was starting to feel foolish. Finally, he said, “Well, my students have a summer research project. Maybe he could join in. Have him send me his school record.”He left his address and paid me. It was the last time I ever saw him.Robbie sent off his grades the next morning. And gradually this incident was forgotten. Two weeks later, when I arrived home from work, Robbie handed me a letter. He was informed to call Dr. Plum for an interview.Robbie got the job. The following summer, Robbie worked at the hospital again, but this time, he was given more responsibility. Then, he worked at the hospital for a third summer and gradually developed a love of medical profession.Near graduating from college, Robbie applied to and was admitted to New York Medical College. After getting his medical degree, Robbie, the son of a taxi driver, became a doctor at Columbia Medical Center.The taxi driver had two children.

The Stranger Who Changed My LifeIt was a sunny morning in the spring of 1966. I was driving a taxi, looking for a customer. While passing New York Hospital, I found a man running down the hospital steps, waving at me.I stopped. The man reached the taxi and jumped in.“The Airport，please,” he said. As always, I wondered about my passenger. Was this man a talker? After a few moments, he started saying,“How do you like driving a taxi?”“It’s OK,” I said. “I make a living and meet interesting people sometimes.”“What do you do?” I asked.“I am a doctor at New York Hospital.”Many times during long rides, I’d developed a good relationship with my passengers and received very good advice from them. This time I decided to ask for his help.“Could I ask a favor of you?” He didn’t answer.“I have a son, 15, a good kid. He wants a job this summer. Is it possible that you get one for him?”He still wasn’t talking, and I was starting to feel foolish. Finally, he said, “Well, my students have a summer research project. Maybe he could join in. Have him send me his school record.”He left his address and paid me. It was the last time I ever saw him.Robbie sent off his grades the next morning. And gradually this incident was forgotten. Two weeks later, when I arrived home from work, Robbie handed me a letter. He was informed to call Dr. Plum for an interview.Robbie got the job. The following summer, Robbie worked at the hospital again, but this time, he was given more responsibility. Then, he worked at the hospital for a third summer and gradually developed a love of medical profession.Near graduating from college, Robbie applied to and was admitted to New York Medical College. After getting his medical degree, Robbie, the son of a taxi driver, became a doctor at Columbia Medical Center.The taxi driver became Dr. Plum’s friend．