A true apology is more than just acknowledgement of a mistake. It’s recognition that something you’ve said or done has damaged a relationship—and that you care enough about that relationship to want it __46__ .
It’s never __47__ to acknowledge you are in the wrong. Being human, we all need the art of apology. Look back and think how __48__ you’ve judged roughly, said __49__ things, pushed yurself ahead at the expense of a friend. Some deep thought lets us know that when __50__ a small mistake has been made, your __51__ will stay out of balance until the mistake is acknowledged and your regret is __52__.
I remember a doctor friend, telling me about a man who came to him with __53__ illnesses: headache, insomnia, stomachaches and so on. No physical __54__ could be found. Finally the doctor said to the man, “__55__ you tell me what’s on your conscience, I can’t help you.”
After a short silence, the man told the doctor that he __56__ all the money that his father gave to his brother, who was __57__. His father had died, so only he himself knew the matter. The doctor made the man write to his brother making an __58__ and enclosing a __59__. In the post office, the man dropped the letter into the mail box. As the letter disappeared, the man burst into tears. “Thank you, doctor,” he said, “I think I’m all right now.” And he __60__.
A．built B．formed C．repaired D．damaged
A．difficult B．easy C．foolish D．shy
A．long B．often C．much D．soon
A．unusual B．harmful C．worthless D．unkind
A．hardly B．even C．only D．such
A．sense B．brain C．weight D．feeling
A．apologized B．explained C．offered D．expressed
A．strange B．fatal C．various D．dangerous
A．sign B．injury C．cause D．symptom
A．Whenever B．Unless C．Suppose D．Although
A．neglected B．accepted C．seized D．wasted
A．mad B．lost C．abroad D．dead
A．order B．excuse C．agreement D．apology
A．note B．card C．check D．photo
A．should B．did C．had D．was
To celebrate the end of our exams, my friends and I went to a fast food restaurant.We____hamburgers and Coca Cola at the counter. When our____came,I started walking towards an empty table. By bad luck, my purse strap (带子) got____on a chair and the tray (托盘) that I was holding slipped_____my hands and went flying in the air. The tray, and its contents,_____on a man who was just about to_____a bite of his sandwich. I stared,greatly_____,as the drinks soaked (浸湿) his white shirt.
Then I_____my eyes and prepared myself for his burst of____.Instead,he said “It’s OK” to__ _me before he disappeared into the washroom.
Still shaky and unsure_____to do next, my friends and I went to a table and sat there, trying our best to look_____.A moment later, the man came out of the washroom and_____our table, my heart almost stopped
_____.I thought he was going to ask for my father’s___and call him.
To my surprise, he merely smiled at us, handed us some cash and said,“_____yourself new hamburgers. ”He then walked____without even finishing his food.
He could have made what was already an uncomfortable situation worse,_____he chose a different way and gave us a reason to believe that there is still_____in this world. I will never_____his actions.
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Zigfried, a little mouse, blew his breath on the frosty window of the farmhouse and rubbed it to see the outside. Still nobody came. Maybe today, he thought . It was only a few days before Christmas and he was watching for a miracle (奇迹).
This farmhouse had been too long. It needed a family. Zigfried’s made a noise. He realized that he hadn’t eaten anything since yesterday. He jumped from the windowsill (窗沿), grabbed a from his home, and went next door to Farmer Mike’s.
Farmer Mike’s house had been a great place for the little mouse the farmer married a wife who had a cat. Zigfried when he thought of it. He looked around cautiously as he into the room where grain was stored and was quite as he filled his bag with wheat. He was turning to leave when suddenly he a hot breath about his ear. His heart beat , and without thinking he started to run and luckily the cat’s paws (爪子).
The next afternoon Zigfried heard some good news: a family would be moving into the farmhouse soon. Zigfried’s granny would arrive on Christmas Eve to with him. He hoped that the family would come before his granny came. Before long, a car came the road leading to the house, with butter sandwiches, cheese and chocolate.
Zigfried’s Christmas miracle did arrive!
The house came the next few days. Zigfried every single hour of them. , the day before Christmas when he was drinking hot chocolate with a smile at the door of his home, he heard the of the children of the family about what they might get for Christmas. What? A cat? The froze on his face； his mouth fell wide open. After a long while, he at last found his voice: “Hey! Whose Christmas miracle is this?”
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We have been driving in fog all morning, but the fog is lifting now. The little seaside villages are , one by one. "There is my grandmother's house," I say, across the bay to a shabby old house.
I am in Nova Scotia on a pilgrimage (朝圣) with Lise, my granddaughter, seeking roots for her, retracing (追溯) memory for me. Lise was one of the mobile children, from house to house in childhood. She longs for a sense of , and so we have come to Nova Scotia where my husband and I were born and where our ancestors for 200 years.
We soon by the house and I tell her what it was like here, the memories back, swift as the tide (潮水).
Suddenly, I long to walk again in the where I was once so gloriously a child. It still a member of the family, but has not been lived in for a while. We cannot go into the house, but I can still walk 11 the rooms in memory. Here, my mother in her bedroom window and wrote in her diary. I can still see the enthusiastic family into and out of the house. I could never have enough of being them. However, that was long after those childhood days. Lise attentively as I talk and then says, " So this is where I 1 ; where I belong. "
She has her roots. To know where I come from is one of the great longings of the human To be rooted is "to have an origin". We need origin. Looking backward, we discover what is unique in us; learn the of "I". We must all go home again—in reality or memory.
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A little girl lived in a simple and poor house on a hill.Usually she play in the small garden.She could see over the garden fence and across the valley a wonderful house with shining golden windows high on another hill. she loved her parents and her family, she desired to live in such a house and all day about how wonderful and exciting must feel to live there.
At the age when she gained some skill and sensibility(识别力), she her mother for a bike ride the garden. Her mother finally allowed her to go, her keeping close to the house and not too far. The day was beautiful. The girl knew where she was heading! the hill and across the valley, she rode to the of the golden house.
she got off her bike and put it against the gate post, she focused on the path to the house and then on the house itself. She was very disappointed when she that all the windows were and rather dirty.
So and heart-broken, she didn’t go any further. She , and all of a sudden she saw an amazing . There on the other side of the valley was a little house and its windows were golden. Looking at her little home, she that she had been living n her golden house filled with love and care.Everything she dreamed was right there in front of her nose.
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"Look, it's Baldy!" A boy shouted in my direction across the playground. Even though I was used to regular insults(侮辱) because of the on my head, it was horrible to hear. I sighed as I headed back to the class.
When I was just 20 months old, I suffered serious after a bowl full of hot oil fell on my head. I was to hospital and had to stay there for weeks while the doctors to save my life. "Holly's very to be alive," they told Mum and Dad. "But she'll be with scars on her head, and of course her hair won't grow there."
As a child, I cared much about my scars, so I wore a scarf to cover them up when I left home. I didn't, people would call me horrible names like Baldy. Although my friends were always comforting me, they never understood how it felt.
Then through the hospital I was to a children's burns camp, where children like me can get any help. There, I 14-year-old Stephanie, whose burns are a lot more serious than mine. But she is so that she never lets anyone put her down. "You shouldn't what people say about what you look like because we're not different from anyone else, Holly," she me. "And you don't need to wear a scarf because you look great it!" For the first time in my life I could speak to someone who'd been through something . So weeks later, at my 13th birthday party, by her bravery, I gave up my scarf and showed off my scars. It felt amazing not having to away behind my scarf.
Now, I am of what I look like and much happier, because I have realized it is your personality（个性）that decides who you truly are.
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