This is a picture{#blank#}1{#/blank#}  a park. There are many {#blank#}2{#/blank#} in the park. There aren't any flowers, but there are some trees. In the trees some{#blank#}3{#/blank#}  are singing happily.
    Near the trees there are four men. Now they are playing {#blank#}4{#/blank#} . The man with glasses is watching them.
    Look! A young man is {#blank#}5{#/blank#} around the lake. Some young women are sitting at a{#blank#}6{#/blank#} . They are drinking tea and {#blank#}7{#/blank#} . Three girls are taking {#blank#}8{#/blank#} near the lake.
    There are three {#blank#}9{#/blank#} on the lake. Some children are in them. Are there any young men in the lake? Let me see. Oh, yes, there are. They are {#blank#}10{#/blank#}  in the lake.

    Tea culture is different in countries in the world. There are{#blank#}1{#/blank#}ways that are commonly used to make tea, such as white tea, green tea and black tea. And how to prepare tea may be different, too. In some places, people often boil tea with salt and butter. People may drink tea at home or in public, for example, at tea houses. As part of culture tea has a{#blank#}2{#/blank#}with history, health, education, communication and so on.

    In some countries, tea plays an important part in social activities For example, afternoon tea is a British{#blank#}3{#/blank#}. Families or friends can communicate with each other while having afternoon tea

    Tea has remained a way of daily life in China and drinking tea has a lot of advantages. It makes people less tired and helps to clear heat in the human body. Chinese people are also good at using tea to cook some{#blank#}4{#/blank#}dishes. Tea eggs and tea shrimps are among the most popular ones.

    I'm not much of a crier most of the time. But {#blank#}1{#/blank#} when I was reading a book on a plane, I started crying. Of course, it came as a big surprise when tears came up, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't {#blank#}2{#/blank#} myself.

    Oh no, not this now. I thought to myself. But even as the thought entered my brain. I felt the {#blank#}3{#/blank#} hot drop of salty water coming down my face. I put my head down, hoping that I could go on reading.

    In fact, the harder I tried, the more tears pushed their way out of my eyes. You could guess how surprised the man next to me looked.

    My head {#blank#}4{#/blank#} in shame. He must think I was crazy. Maybe I could turn towards him, hold up the cover of the book and say in my crying voice. "I'm sorry, sir. It's just a really good book!" But I didn't, say anything. Instead, I just put my head back against the {#blank#}5{#/blank#} and let the tears run. Do you know what decision I made while I was crying? My decision was that it was OK if he thought I was crazy. I preferred to be crazy instead of being the kind of person who wouldn't cry when the situation called for it, or who wouldn't let {#blank#}6{#/blank#} feel anything at all.

    I've been that girl who has spent so much time trying to make sure people didn't think f was crazy. But now I don't want to be that girl any more —that bored and {#blank#}7{#/blank#} girl. I'd rather {#blank#}8{#/blank#} this girl who is able to forgive (原谅), love and act, even if it means being disappointed or being hurt again and again.