My best friend and I walked to an ice cream shop today. I brought my water bottle out of habit and commented to her that I had no idea why I brought it. We kept {#blank#}1{#/blank#}(go) though. On our way, a man asked {#blank#}2{#/blank#}either of us had money for water, or a drink or something. He was sitting on the ground at the time with a sign he stopped holding up.

    I offered my reusable water bottle for him{#blank#}3{#/blank#}(keep). He drank all the water quite {#blank#}4{#/blank#} (quick). He gave me my bottle back after all. I said to my friend with a smile, “That was{#blank#}5{#/blank#}I brought it then.”

On the return back from the ice cream store, I tried to get water to go, in case he {#blank#}6{#/blank#}(may) be still there. They only had mineral water and coconut water there, something he probably disliked. It turned out he was no longer there, though.

    My friend and I talked about keeping water{#blank#}7{#/blank#} (bottle) on hand in our vehicles and socks with added positive statement notes. This way, we give away {#blank#}8{#/blank#} (use) things{#blank#}9{#/blank#}are truly helpful. We both like the idea and these things will {#blank#}10{#/blank#} (prepare) soon.

    Lanzhou beef noodle is one of China's most representative flour-made foods while pasta (意大利面食) is one famous Western fancy food. An event, “When Lanzhou beef noodle meets pasta, {#blank#}1{#/blank#} (connect) city food cultures, was held at the Beijing Ritz-Carlton Hotel on October 11, 2017 to show the interaction.

    Lanzhou beef noodle has a history of 102 years and is known for its {#blank#}2{#/blank#} (taste) beef, soup and noodle. Lanzhou is also qualified as {#blank#}3{#/blank#}hometown of Chinese beef noodle. {#blank#}4{#/blank#}one major city along the ancient Silk Road, Lanzhou has witnessed the efforts of our ancestors and their achievement of developing the Silk Road, according to Zhang Hui, deputy director with the Publicity department of the CPC Committee of Lanzhou.

    Lanzhou's cooking culture {#blank#}5{#/blank#} (develop)its own time-honored characteristics over the years. The event will make Lanzhou beef noodle smelled not only across Lanzhou, {#blank#}6{#/blank#}across the world through the Belt and Road Initiative thanks to the {#blank#}7{#/blank#} (participate)of the two countries' noodle master. It will also improve cultural exchange, Zhang added. Lanzhou people would like to work with friends at home and abroad {#blank#}8{#/blank#} (promote) the development of cooking and we {#blank#}9{#/blank#} (sincere)hope more cultural exchanges of this kind {#blank#}10{#/blank#} (hold) in Italy and Lanzhou in the future.

    There is a common fear of the number 13. It's a number just like any other, {#blank#}1{#/blank#} there are horror movies about it; some buildings {#blank#}2{#/blank#} (intention) have no I3th floor; and plenty of couple avoid gating married on the13th of the month.

    What makes this number so scary? Historians have pointed a few potential {#blank#}3{#/blank#} (reason) about the origin of this fear, the most popular of which is that there were 13 diners at the Last Supper. The 13th lo arrive was Judas,  {#blank#}4{#/blank#} betrayed Jesus.

    Actually, there are no problems with the number {#blank#}5{#/blank#} (it). Maybe 13 is next to the number 12, and that makes it look bad. In many ancient cultures, 12 {#blank#}6{#/blank#} (consider) to be a perfect number. Most ancient civilizations based their systems of telling time around the number 12. There are 12 hours on a clock, and 12 months in a year. Twelve is also {#blank#}7{#/blank#} largest number that also has one syllable (音节) in English. As the number immediately following this “perfect” one, 13 seemed imperfect, {#blank#}8{#/blank#}(inspire) unease throughout the ancient world.

    So far, both myth and math {#blank#}9{#/blank#} (combine) to make this particular number scarier than any other. The uneasiness about the number, {#blank#}10{#/blank#} (dale) hark to ancient times, has been developed over the years.

    Artist Song Peilun is known{#blank#}1{#/blank#}"The Father of Yelang Valley" after spending the last two decades turning a village into an artistic village.

    Yelang was an ancient political centre first{#blank#}2{#/blank#}(describe) in the 3rd century BC, and it was centered in{#blank#}3{#/blank#}is now western Guizhou Province, China. Experts believe that many ancient{#blank#}4{#/blank#}(culture) were rooted here,{#blank#}5{#/blank#}there are unfortunately no buildings left standing in the great valley. Inspired by Crazy Horse, a mountain monument in the US slate, Chinese artist Song Peilun devoted his life to building a memorial to the artistic culture of Yelang Valley.

    It was in 1996{#blank#}6{#/blank#}Song quit his job as a professor and purchased a 200,000 square meter plot of land in a mountainous forest area. Then he began to follow his dream.

    When he first arrived in the area, most of the locals{#blank#}7{#/blank#}(mine) in the mountain and selling the stones to make ends meet，but he convinced many of them to help him instead.

    So far, Song Peilun and the villagers{#blank#}8{#/blank#}(turn) the forest land that he bought into an artistic village full of stone sculptures,{#blank#}9{#/blank#}were inspired by Chinese Nuo culture. It is now a{#blank#}10{#/blank#}(relative) popular tourist attraction.

    One morning, I was waiting at the bus stop, worried about {#blank#}1{#/blank#}(be) late for school. There were many people waiting at the bus stop, {#blank#}2{#/blank#}some of them looked very anxious and {#blank#}3{#/blank#}(disappoint). When the bus finally came, we all hurried on board. I got a place next {#blank#}4{#/blank#}the window, so I had a good view of the sidewalk. A boy on a bike {#blank#}5{#/blank#}(catch) my attention. He was riding beside the bus and waving his arms. I heard a passenger behind me shouting to the driver, but he refused {#blank#}6{#/blank#}(stop) until we reached the next stop. Still, the boy kept {#blank#}7{#/blank#}(ride). He was carrying something over his shoulder and shouting. Finally, when we came to the next stop, the boy ran up to the door of the bus. I heard an excited conversation. Then the driver stood up and asked," {#blank#}8{#/blank#}anyone lose a suitcase at the last stop?" A woman on the bus shouted, "Oh dear! It's {#blank#}9{#/blank#}(I)." She pushed her way to the driver and took the suitcase thankfully. Everyone on the bus began talking about what the boy had done, and the crowd of strangers {#blank#}10{#/blank#}(sudden) became friendly to one another.