Mr. King works in a shop and drives a car for the manager. He drives 1 and can keep calm (镇静) in time of danger. And he escaped 2 several accidents. The manager pays him3 and the traffic policemen often speak highly of him.

    Mr. Baker, one of his friends, works a factory outside the city. It's 4 from his house and he has to go to work by bus.5 the traffic is crowded in the morning, sometimes he's late for the work. His manager warns the young man will be sent away 6 he gets to his office on time. He hopes to 7 a car, but he hasn't enough money. He decides to buy an 8 one. He went to the flea market （旧货市场）and at last he chose a beautiful but 9 car. He said he wanted to have a trial (试验) drive, the seller 10. He called Mr. King and asked him to help him.11 examined the car at first and then drove 12 away. It was five in the morning and there were 13 cars in the street. At first he drove 14 and it worked well. Then he drove fast. And 15 he reached a crossing, the lights turned 16. He tried to stop it, but he 17 and nearly hit an old woman 18 was crossing the street. A policeman told him to stop, but the car went on until it hit a big tree by the road. "Didn't you 19 me?” the policeman asked20. “Yes, I did, sir,” said Mr. King, “since it doesn't listen to me, can it obey you?”

    In kindergarten, I met my first love – dancing. For the last eleven years, I have spent many hours at the dance studio. The 1 I began as a little girl has shaped my personality, forming 2 that I will have for the rest of my life.

    Once while our dance team 3 for the state competition, six senior members quit without notice, leaving our team without a 4. My team's enthusiasm for the season was cut in half. 5, I was determined to become the new captain and lead my team past this obstacle.

    During the first practice after the seniors quit, my team's emotion was 6. As a leader, I tried to motivate my team through 7. I started to do 8 work outside practice to improve my kicking technique. My team respected me as a coach because I showed 9. On weekends, I spent hours trying to make up a creative competition routine. I wanted my team members to 10 the dance and perform well.

    Before the state meet, I drilled the 11 into the girls' heads and constantly encouraged them to work harder. I would shout out names of people who were 12 well during the dance, and the girls would 13 with even more energy. Through my dance experience, I also found I got better by 14 myself. I mixed new skills into the routine for the state competition to 15 my team's technique. We wanted to prove to ourselves and our school that we could still be a(n) 16 dance team without the girls who 17.

    On the stage, I felt my team's 18. I was proud that we were able to rebuild our confidence and go beyond our expectations at the state competition. We were 19 for all our hard work by placing in the top five. This experience taught me a lesson: with a passion for something, I could 20 any obstacle with creativity and determination.

A Game of Light and Shade

    It was a sunny day. I had gone up and down the tower when, outside the door at the foot, a blind man came toward me. In a moment, he disappeared up the stairs. I looked at the sign that said "To the Tower", and decided to1him.

    I caught up with him in the ticket office. There I was2to see the attendant (工作人员) selling him a ticket as if he were any other visitor. Then, with the ticket in one hand and3the wall with the fingers of the other, the blind man reached the stairs4to the hallway.

    "That man is blind. What would a blind man climb up the tower for?" I said to the attendant, expecting him to show some5, but he didn't answer.

"Not the6certainly," I said. "Perhaps he wants to7."

    I bought a ticket and8up the stairs. The man hadn't gone as far as I9. A third of the way up the tower, I heard his10. I slowed down and followed him at a little11. He stopped from time to time. When he got to the balcony (阳台), I was a dozen steps12. As I reached it, I saw him at the corner of the tower.

    At last, after ten minutes, I13him. "Excuse me," I said as politely as I could, "but I am curious to know14you came up."

    He smiled. "Coming up the stairs, you will notice how not just light but sun 15into the tower through the narrow windows here and there, so that you can feel the16—the cool stairs suddenly become quite warm—and how up here behind the wall there is17, but as soon as going opposite a window you can find the sun. There is no18so good as this for feeling the difference between light and shade. It is not the first time I've come up."

    The blind man seemed quite19, just like a child who was enjoying his favorite games. He told me the truth that blind men can also find the beauty in life20 they cannot enjoy the sights of the world.

    It was 9 P.M. on a cold night in November 2015. Powell was walling home along an empty road when he noticed a person, probably in his 20s, 1 on the bridge railing (栏杆), legs hanging over the Merrimack River.

    "At first I thought he was just 2. But as I got closer, I clearly heard Tm just gonna jump." says Powell.

    "Hey, buddy, what are you doing?" Powell asked He kept his 3, standing about six feet away so as not to 4 the stranger.

    "I'm gonna jump," the guy sad.

    "His voice had 5 in it, but I could tell he didn't really want to do this," says Powell.

    Powell tried to draw his attention. "You have any 6?"

    Without 7 to look at Powell, the stranger pulled up a picture of his daughter on his cell phone. "Think about how 8 her dad at a young age will affect her," Powell suggested.

    "My heart was 9, but I stayed calm," says Powell. By doing so, he learned about the stranger's trouble.

    "I am having a 10 time," the stranger said, "I can't make any 11, I am hungry, and I can't live without heroin (海洛因).

    Powell, who by this point had 12 closer to the stranger, made him believe that he 13 if he jumped into the river. The stranger 14 turned and looked at him. Powell, now about two feet from him, held out his hand and 15 it there. To his surprise, the stranger 16 his hand and climbed down.

    Fifteen minutes later, Powell watched the police 17 the stranger away. He never did get his name, 18 does he know what became of him. But Powell will always 19 the last words the stranger said to him. 20 he climbed into the police car, he turned to Powell. "Thank you," he said. "You really are a hero to me."

I was born and live in Seattle, and for forty-five years, not. a day has gone by that I haven't drunk coffee. I've also come to understand how and why coffee 1 me. It is caffeine, of course.

Recently, noticing the 2 in my consumption over the years, my wife innocently3 that I "take a little break" from coffee. The very suggestion made me mad.

日 "Here's an idea," I 4 , heart rate rocketing.

"Why don't we just live apart for a year so it feels more like it did when we were first married?" A(n)5 ? I think not.

Assuming that coffee does keep me 6 for an extra few days or decades, I know how I'll spend them: drinking more coffee, or darker and darker roasts, whose 7 smell helps fight age-related loss of taste and smell.

My Spanish mother-in-law, whom I loved like my own mother, died last summer at the age of 93. She was sharp as ever and the 8 person I knew, up to the very end. She also9 multiple cups of coffee every day until her last. Our 10 love of coffee drew us together before we even spoke the same language, and 11 our relationship for more than three decades.

In her last weeks, I was lecturing in Barcelona and spending my 12 time with her, downing many 13 and chatting about the 14 to happiness. Here was her formula: elamor, la fe, y el café——love, faith, and coffee. In my opinion, that sounds 15 indeed.

While conquering the world's swimming pools in the late 1990s and the 2000s, Amanda Beard had already included breathing exercises in her training. Several years after the end of her athletic career, she discovered walking meditation. Today the seven-time US Olympic medalist practices walking meditation in nature, around the house, or while walking the dog. It's a daily practice with the focused mindfulness of meditation that contributes positively to every aspect of her life, she says. 

You don't need equipment or a designated space to start. The idea of a walking meditation is to pay attention to the way your body feels, noticing things like the sky, trees, tuning into all of your senses. This means you can meditate "on the go" in the countryside, in the city, in your backyard, and virtually anywhere. A simple, 10-minute walking meditation for beginners requires that you just start at ease. Consider what you hear, smell and see. Think about how your feet touch the ground. Fully focus on these feelings. 

A report in Health Promotion Perspectives also found that walking meditation can improve your balance, adjust your heart rate, boost your mental focus, and help you battle anxiety and depression. "The benefits of meditation are many," says Dr. Schramm, a board-certified family physician and meditation teacher. "When we do this over and over again, we train the brain to focus on only one thing at a time and this increases both our blood flow and actual neuronal (神经元) changes within our brains. "

"The magic of meditation is to be able to help you connect with yourself; meditation shouldn't feel a certain way," says Tara Stiles, a yoga and wellness expert. It's a common mistake in meditation: People fear a wandering mind. "A wandering mind is completely normal," Stiles says. "Even experienced meditators aren't sitting there never having a thought, but when they have the thought they choose to guide themselves back to their breath instead of getting frustrated.