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    People often have trouble {#blank#}1{#/blank#}（get）used to a new culture. They are usually curious {#blank#}2{#/blank#} they first arrive in a foreign country. However, if they stay for {#blank#}3{#/blank#} long time, they may start to feel different {#blank#}4{#/blank#} (stage) of culture shock. They can feel lonely or sad because they can't deal with the local people. How {#blank#}5{#/blank#} (quick) people get used to culture differences may depend {#blank#}6{#/blank#} the way they learn. That's a problem if they can't speak the language. On {#blank#}7{#/blank#} other hand, some can study the situation and make good guesses about the culture. When they finally begin {#blank#}8{#/blank#} (understand) some of the language and make some new friends, they will gradually enjoy {#blank#}9{#/blank#} and feel {#blank#}10{#/blank#} (comfort).

    I enjoy {#blank#}1{#/blank#}(climb) mountains whenever I can find the time to do so. Tom and Mike are my best friends and both of {#blank#}2{#/blank#}also like sports. Two years ago, the three of us {#blank#}3{#/blank#}(go) up to Mt. Lushan. Instead of taking a bus, which is{#blank#}4{#/blank#}(comfortable), we preferred to climb. We started from the foot of the mountain early in the morning, chatting all the way. After climbing for one and a half {#blank#}5{#/blank#}(hour), we saw two mountain paths before us. We could not decide {#blank#}6{#/blank#}to choose. In the end, we took the right path, {#blank#}7{#/blank#}(think) that might be a short cut. But we were wrong. We could not find our way out. Lost in the mountain, we had to use our hands and feet{#blank#}8{#/blank#}(make) our way. We began to cry for help {#blank#}9{#/blank#} nobody answered. It was not until darkness fell{#blank#}10{#/blank#} we found a right path leading up to a paved road.

Dear headmaster,

    On hearing the news that a Reading Festival is to be held on campus on the World Book and Copyright Day and the possible project is open to be recommended, I {#blank#}1{#/blank#} hardly wait to write to you, sharing my humble opinions.

    As far as I'm concerned, the theme of the festival can be “sharing”, primarily {#blank#}2{#/blank#} (consist) of three parts. Firstly, the festival can start with a 30-minute discussion where groups of students can exchange and share what they {#blank#}3{#/blank#} (expose) to recently, expressing themselves freely. Following this section is the speech. Teacher and student representatives previously selected by us are to share and recommend the book they think really deserving to be read. It's needless to say that the last sharing section which is the most meaningful is donation, during {#blank#}4{#/blank#} time everyone present, teachers or students, is expected to donate one or more books to the library. As for when {#blank#}5{#/blank#} (hold) the activity, the afternoon may be an ideal choice so that it won't interrupt our classes.

    My advice is justified by the following reasons. First and foremost, it is in the group discussion and exchange that we students can have a thorough idea {#blank#}6{#/blank#} our peers are reading for the moment, serving as a driving force for our own reading journey. So it is {#blank#}7{#/blank#} the books recommended. Named by those “idols” in our mind, they will definitely win our heart. As for the donation, the benefits are exactly self-evident. {#blank#}8{#/blank#} can we share beyond our class or even beyond our school, developing a good campus tradition, but {#blank#}9{#/blank#} (importantly), these books which are sure to be dusted on our shelves can now be of more value.

    I'm looking forward to your favorable reply. And {#blank#}10{#/blank#} is my sincere hope that the festival can be a great success and we can gain a lot from it.

Yours,

Amy Young

    The party began shortly after nine. Mr. Wood, who lived in the flat below, sighed to himself as he heard {#blank#}1{#/blank#} （excite） voices and the noisy music. Luckily, he had brought some work home from the office, with {#blank#}2{#/blank#} he kept himself busy for a couple of hours, thus managing to pay no attention{#blank#}3{#/blank#}the noise overhead. But by eleven o'clock he felt tired and was ready to go to bed though from his {#blank#}4{#/blank#}（early） experience he knew it was no use{#blank#}5{#/blank#}（try） to get to sleep. He undressed and{#blank#}6{#/blank#}（lie） for a while in bed, trying to read, but he found himself reading the same page over and over again. He then turned off {#blank#}7{#/blank#} light and buried his head in the pillow. But even so he could not shut off the noise. Finally, after{#blank#}8{#/blank#} seemed hours, his patience was gone.

    He jumped out of bed, put on some clothing, marched firmly up the stairs, and walked into his neighbor's apartment. The owner of the apartment came across the room and, {#blank#}9{#/blank#}Mr. Wood could say anything, cried, "My dear fellow, come and join us. I know our parties would trouble you. I meant to send you an invitation." Mr. Wood's anger disappeared then and there. He said, "I'd better go and get changed." Minutes later, he returned,{#blank#}10{#/blank#}（proper） dressed, only to find that the party was nearly over.