A．contactsB．associationC．touchesD．approaches

A. contacts
B. association
C. touches
D. approaches

A．resultedB．turned outC．ledD．produced

A. resulted
B. turned out
C. led
D. produced

According to Para. 5, patients may find that the stories are

A. seldom directly related to them.
B. completely different from their experiences.
C. more interesting than diagnoses or doctors" advice.
D. similar to their experiences in one way or another.

If you have really been living in France for so many years, its about time you ______ able

A. must be
B. are
C. be
D. were

Surrounded by the trivial matters of daily life, affected by the concept of "the majority

A．placeB．periodC．rangeD．stage

A. place
B. period
C. range
D. stage

She is generally ______ as one of the best modern poets.

A. classed
B. graded
C. ranked
D. rated

他饮他的花酒，我喝我的清茶。人生，需要一种境界：自我安定。面对别人的成功和荣耀，我喝我的清茶。我明白那掌声已有所属，匆匆忙忙赶过去，不会有成功等着你。还是自己再创业绩吧，跟着别人永远只能摸着成功的尾巴。 凡事不逃避，我喝我的清茶，荷花居污泥而不染，若为怕水污而种在旱地上，它早就枯死了。人生也一样，避恶、避丑、避邪，只能说明心灵脆弱，一个自我安定的人，是不怕环境污染自己的，而有力量影响他人。古代孟母三迁是为了怕孩子受影响，要为了自己就没有必要逃避了，后来孟子长大成人后也没听说孟母再搬家。自我安定可不是找一个安宁的所在，而恰恰是在紊乱的环境中保持安定的心境。“定”是一种境界，是居于多变之中的不动摇。 只有达到这一境界，才能掌握自己的方向，才能做到：“他饮他的花酒，我喝我的清茶。”

Today, people are living in a digital world which brings about a fast evolution of technology in daily life, such as digital photos, digital computers, digital books, etc. Nearly everything can be simplified in an efficient and convenient way. Yet, with the growing dependence on digital technology, some people question the influence of digital age. Thus a debate over whether digital age is making people stupid or smarter arises. Whats your opinion？ Write a composition of about 200 words on the following topic: Digital Age Is Making People Stupid or Smarter？

The first fall of snow is not only an event but it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of world and wake up to find yourself in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment, then where is it to be found？ The very stealth, the eerie quietness, of the thing makes it more magical. If all the snow fell at once in one shattering crash, awakening us in the middle of the night the event would be robbed of its wonder. But it flutters down, soundless, hour after hour while we are asleep. Outside the closed curtains of the bedroom a vast transformation scene is taking place, just as if a myriad elves and brownies were at work, and we turn and yawn and stretch and know nothing about it. And then, what an extraordinary change it is! It is as if the house you are in had been dropped down in another continent. Even the inside, which has not been touched. seems different, every room appearing smaller and cosier, just as if some power were trying to turn it into a woodcutters hut or a snug log-cabin.