If life were a book and you were the author, how would you like the story to go? That is the question that 1 my life forever.
One day I went home from the training of snowboarding with what I thought was the flu, and less than 24 hours later, I was in a 2 on life support with less than two percent 3 of living. It wasn't until days later that the doctors diagnosed me with a 4 blood infection. Over the 5 of 2.5 months, I lost the hearing in my left ear and both my legs below the knee. When my parents 6 me out of the hospital, I 7that I had been put together like a patchwork(接缝物) doll and I had to live with 8 legs. I was absolutely physically and emotionally broken, 9 streaming down.
But I knew in order to move forward, I had to let go of the Old Amy and 10 the New Amy. It was at this moment that I asked myself that significant 11. And that is when it 12 me that I didn't have to be five-foot-five anymore, 13 I could be as tall as I wanted. And 14 of all, I can make my feet the size of all the shoes. So there were 15 here.
Four months later, I was back upon a 16. And this February, I won two Board World Cup gold medals, 17 me the highest ranked snowboarder in the world.
So, instead of looking at our 18 and our limitations as something 19 or bad, we can begin looking at them as a wonderful 20 that can be used to help us go further than we ever know we could go.
My 10-year-old son Arthur loves to help others. He never1 to help people in need. His favorite pastime is to volunteer 2 at various charities in our community. One day, after purchasing the hamburger Arthur liked most, I tried to hurry him along when he 3 next to our cur to look at something. I turned to see what stopped him.
Standing about five feet away was an old 4 in rags. Every few seconds he smiled and tried to speak to the people who were walking by. At that moment, he turned around and 5 my son watching him. 6 I could say anything, he smiled broadly and said, “Hey do you happen to have any spare 7 ?”
Arthur 8 his empty pockets and then looked at me briefly. I shook my head—I hardly ever carry cash anymore. Arthur 9 and then he said something that took my breath away.
“No, I don't. But are you 10 ? Do you like the hamburger?”
Knowing the old man was hungry, Arthur's whole face 11 . “Good, here, you can have12 .”
I thought about how many people had13 this man as he walked the streets that day. How many chose to act as if he hadn't existed? But my son? The one who just moments before had loudly begged me for the hamburger was now 14 giving his favorite away to a strange man because he was hungry. And he didn't 15 give the food and walk away. He engaged the man in a conversation. The smile on the man's face told me this was the real 16 for his happiness.
"I'm really proud of you, Arthur. I think you 17 his day."
His 18 was beyond my expectation. “It's only 19.”
It's true that being kind doesn't have to be difficult me, or complex. As Arthur often reminds me, 20 is natural.
There was once a farmer who had a fine olive orchard (橄榄园). He was very hardworking, and the 1 always prospered (繁荣) under his care. But he knew that his three2 looked down upon the farm work, and were eager to make wealth.
When the farmer was 3 and felt that he would die, he 4 the three sons to him and said, “My sons, there is a pot of gold 5 in the olive orchard. Dig for it, if you wish it.”
The sons tried to 6 him to tell them in what part of the orchard the 7 was hidden, but he would tell them nothing more.
After the farmer was 8, the sons went to work to find the pot of gold; since they did not 9 where the hiding-place was, they agreed to begin in a line, at one 10 of the orchard, and to dig until one of them should find the money.
They 11until they turned up the 12 from one end of the orchard to 13.14 no pot of gold was to be found. It seemed as if someone must have stolen it, or as if the farmer had been wandering in his wits. The three sons were bitterly 15 to have all their work for nothing.
The next olive 16, the olive trees in the orchard bore (结果实) more fruit than they had 17 given; when it was 18, it gave the sons a whole pot of gold.
And when they saw how much money had 19 the orchard, they suddenly understood what the wise father had 20 when he said, “There is gold hidden in the orchard. Dig for it, if you wish it.”
There are many kinds of friends. Some are always1you, but don't understand you. Some say only a few words to you, but understand you. Many people will step in your life, but only2friends leave footprints.
I shall always recall the autumn and the girl with the3. She will always bring back the friendship between us. I know she will always be my best friend.
It was the golden season. I could see the yellow leaves4in the cool wind. In such a5, I liked walking alone in the leaves,6to the sound of them.
Autumn is a harvest season and7is uninteresting. The free days always get me8. But one day, the sound of a violin9into my ears like a stream flowing in the mountains. I was so surprised that I jumped to see what it was. A young girl, standing in the wind, was10in playing her violin.
I had11seen her before. The music was so nice that I listened quietly. Lost in the music, I didn't know that I had been12there for so long but my existence did not seem to disturb her.
Leaves were still falling. Every day she played the violin in the corner of the building13I went downstairs to watch her performance. I was the only listener. The autumn seemed no longer lonely and life became14.Though we didn't know each other, I thought we were already good15. I believe she also liked me.
Autumn was nearly over. One day, when I was listening carefully, the sound suddenly16.To my surprise, the girl came over to me.
“You must like violin.” she said.
“Yes. And you play very well. Why did you stop?” I asked.
Suddenly, a17expression appeared on her face and I could feel something unusual.
“I came here to see my grandmother, but now I must leave. I once played very badly. It was your listening every day that18me.” she said.
“In fact, it was your playing19gave me a meaningful autumn,” I answered, “Let's be friends.”
The girl smiled, and so did I.
I never heard her play again in my life. I no longer went downstairs to listen like before. Only thick leaves were left behind. But I will always remember the fine figure(身影) of the girl. She is like a20so short, so bright, like a shooting star giving off much light that makes the autumn beautiful.
Mrs. Brown was tired after her day's shopping in London, so she went into a restaurant for a cup of tea 1 catching the train home. When she had ordered her tea, she suddenly remembered that she had to buy some 2 for her husband, who had a cough.
“Is there a chemist's near here?” she asked the waiter. “Yes, madam.” the waiter said. “It's only about three minutes' walk away. Turn right when you go out of the restaurant, then take the second turning to the left. You'll find a big chemist's about a hundred yards up the road on the right-hand side. It closes at five, but if you 3, you'll just get there in time.”
Mrs. Brown followed the waiter's directions 4 and found the chemist's shop without any difficulty. She bought the cough mixture and started to 5 her way back to the restaurant. But after she had walked for about ten minutes and there was still no 6 of the restaurant, she realized that she must have made a mistake.
“Oh! I am 7!” said Mrs. Brown. “I've left all my shopping in the restaurant and now I'm lost.”
She was still wondering what to do when a policeman came 8 and asked if he could help. Mrs. Brown 9 what had happened.
“Well, first of all,” said the policeman, “we had better go back as far as the chemist's”. “Now,” suggested the policeman, when they got to the chemist's, “let's go in this direction. It leads to the main road, where we shall probably find your restaurant.” When they reached the main road, the policeman said, “I think you'll find the restaurant you are looking for along there, on the opposite side of the road.” Mrs. Brown thanked the policeman for his help. “I can't 10 how I went wrong,” she said. The policeman smiled. “It's quite easy,” he said, “to get lost in a big city like London.”
Draper, the owner of a secondhand bookstore, was sorting through a pile of old books when an envelope fell from one. Inside was an undated 1 and a faded photo of a woman holding a little girl on her lap. The letter said if Bethany was 2 it, it meant the author had died.
Tears were welling up in Draper's eyes. These were a 3 woman's last words to her child. He had to 4 Bethany. “Whoever it is will 5 this,” he thought. “You wouldn't 6 a letter like that.”
He supposed if the 7 ended up in his shop then Bethany was likely from around Bishop Auckland. And he thought he 8 recognized the little girl's face. Even if she'd since left the area, there might be someone in town who would recognize the 9.
He started with the local newspaper. The Northern Echo ran the story of the 10 letter.
11, Bethany Gash, now 21 and a(n) 12 herself, was on Facebook about 10 miles away when a close friend messaged her to check out the 13. As she read her mother's 14, words she thought had been lost forever, she said she thought she must be 15.
Gash was only 4 when her mother 16. Five years later, her family moved to a new home and the letter, put away in the pages of a book for safe keeping, was unintentionally 17.
She remembers unpacking and looking for the letter, and then 18 searching through everything in hopes that it was there. “That's when I realized it was 19 gone by now and I'd never see it again,” she said.
Draper 20 the letter in person. He also brought her a children's book for her son. Gash was greatly moved to have the letter back, and also touched by the stranger's kindness.
Experts say boredom is good for kids. It forces them to be creative, 1their imaginations and helps them discover new things. A (n)2in point is 13-year-old Luke Thill from Dubuque, Iowa.
Luke was3of playing video games and riding his bike, so he decided to build a tiny house in his backyard instead. He made money from cutting lawns(草坪)and4exchanged some services, such as gaining the help of an electrical engineer5sweeping his garage. Luke also6spare materials from his grandmother's house and other7materials from his neighbors for some of the windows and the door.
The 89-square—foot home cost $1,500 to build and 818 months. Inside there's a kitchenette, a back sitting room, a table and a mounted(镶嵌的)TV, and an upstairs bedroom can be easily9by stairway.
Although Luke did the10and learned how to do all the work, he had his father's11throughout the project. Greg Thill was very happy that his son learned to stay on12and deal with grown-ups.13 ， he had some simple rules when Luke14the house: “You 15the money. You build it. And you own it."
Luke is now in love with 16. He has a YouTube channel and hopes to 17other kids to start building.18, he wants to build a bigger tiny house to live in, but for now, he19in his new home a few nights a week, does homework there, and uses it to take a20from his twin brother.
We don't meet people by accident.
Every person you meet will have a(n) 1 in your life, big or small. Some will help you grow and inspire you to do better, 2 some will let you down or even hurt you. At the same time, you are 3 some role in their lives as well. After all, paths 4 for a reason and we are supposed to treat people with significance.
The best teachers are those who don't tell you how to get there but 5 the way.
There is no better joy than 6 people see a vision for themselves, seeing them go to levels 7 than they ever would have imagined on their own. But that doesn't 8 you have to fix them or enable them; instead, 9 them to the source of their own power. Offer them support and 10 to fight as they find their own way and show you 11 they're capable of. All you have to do is believe in them.
Never 12 someone even if he fails unless you are helping them up.
We like to think of life as a meritocracy(精英), so it's easy to look down on someone who isn't as 13 or accomplished or well educated as you are. But you have no idea how 14 that person has already climbed or where they will 15. Time could easily reverse(翻转)your 16, so be sure you treat everyone with 17.
18 those who have supported you, forgive those who have 19 you, help those who need you.
Business is complicated, life is complex, and leadership is difficult. Treat all people including yourself with love and compassion(同情), and you can't 20.
Treat people the way you want to be treated and life will instantly get better.
Making friends is a skill. Like most skills, it1with practice. If you want to meet people and make friends, you must be able to take some action. You must first go2there are people. You won't make friends staying home alone. 3a club or a group, for talking with those who like the same things as you do is4easier.5join someone in some activities.
Many people are6when talking to people. After all, meeting7means facing the unknown. And it's human nature to feel a bit uncomfortable about the8. Most of our fears about dealing with new people come from doubts about ourselves. We think other people are judging us, find us too tall or too short, too9or too fat. 10don't forget that they must be feeling the same way. Try to11yourself as you are, and try to put the other person at ease(舒适). And you'll feel more12.
Try to act self-confidently(自信地)even if you don't feel that way13you enter a room full of strangers, such as a new classroom, walk tall and straight, look directly at other people and14. If you see someone you'd like to15something to, don't wait for16person to start a conversation.
Just meeting someone17doesn't mean that you will make friends with that person—18is based on mutual(相互的) liking and “give and take”. It takes19and effort to develop. And there are things that20a new friendship from growing.
One day when I was 15 years old, I had some friends over to hang out. While we were making food in the 1, my brother came in. He 2 his beef next to my thick one and said, "Courtney, your beef is bigger than mine. You don't need to eat; you're already fat enough." Then he walked out, laughing.
3 comments on my physical appearance were nothing new. Something inside me 4 to his idea that my legs were unacceptable, and that became the last day that I ever willingly wore 5 until I was 30 years old. For the next 15 years, I spent summer after summer roasting in long pants.
But then I 6 Ragen Chastain, and she changed everything. I couldn't believe that this woman who, like myself, almost 7 300 pounds was so 8 and happy in her own skin. I listened 9 she shared her own journey to recovery and self-love. She talked about how amazing our bodies are, just by 10 of the things they do every day-like 11, pumping blood to every ceil, blinking and walking..
Walking! I was suddenly aware of how foolish I'd been for so long. There're people who are born 12 legs, or who lack properly working legs, or who 13 their legs, and I'd been 14 my perfectly strong, healthy, beautiful legs in 15 because I had allowed someone to 16 me that they weren't good enough. The next day, I bought three pairs of shorts and a sundress and spent the entire summer letting my legs see the sun and feel the 17.
The next time anyone comments on your body in a 18 way, look them straight in the eye, smile and say, "If what you see 19 you so much, feel free to practice the ancient art of looking somewhere else." That's Ragen's original, but I don't think she'll mind 20 you use it.
"Just sign here, sir," the deliveryman said as he handed Oscar Reyna a package.
The package consisted of a long, narrow box 1wrapped in brown paper. 2the box, Oscar saw an umbrella inside— a very old one with a beautifully carved wooden handle. 3, he had not seen it in more than 20 years, he recognized it 4.
Oscar was 16 when he first saw the5 umbrella. He had gone to a concert with his grandparents. As they were leaving, he noticed an umbrella on an empty seat. Impressed by its 6 , Oscar felt a strong desire to find its7.
Oscar8the manager to look in the record of advance ticket sales. Just as he thought, a name matched the seat9Oscar had found the umbrella. The name was Mrs. Katie O'brien.
Oscar talked his grandparents into going by Mrs O'brien's 10on their way home. He rang the bell, the door opened, and an elderly woman appeared. "May I 11 you?" she asked.
"I'd like to return it if it`s yours," Oscar said, 12the umbrella as if presenting a 13that had long been wished for.
"Why, yes! It's mine, "replied Mrs. O`Brien with a14 smile and shining eyes. " It was given to me by my father years ago. Thank you so much for returning it. May I offer you a reward for your15? "
"No, ma'am," he said "my grandmother says that a good deed is its own reward."
"Well, that's16what my father used to say. What is your name, young man?"
Years later, Oscar was staring at the finely carved handle of the umbrella as he remembered Mrs. O' Brien. It was in perfect condition, considering how17it was. Why had it arrived here today?
As if 18, a note fell from the paper. It read: Mrs O'Brien wanted you to 19this umbrella as a present for a kind, 20gesture long ago.
阅读下面短文，从短文后各题所给的四个选项(A、B、C和D)中，选出可以填入空白处的最佳选项。 John Madden is a great sports player, coach and National Football League (NFL) commentator (解说员). He brought his excitement and 1 for the sport to television audiences (观众) 2he commentated on a game. John Madden is 3 for his friendly and humorous personality (个性). He is also known for 4 football as he announces the games. This helps people understand and 5 the sport even more.
In April 2009, John Madden retired 6 an NFL commentator. Madden is 73 years old. He says he wants to 7 more time with his family, 8 his five grandchildren. Madden says to make his decision to retire is really 9because he loves everything about football.
He started as a 10player, but a wound to his knee in 1958 11 his short career (生涯). He began his career as a head football 12 in 1969, when he was 13to lead the Oakland Raiders. He coached the team for about ten years and 14a big victory in 1977. Two years later, he retired and became a 15 commentator for the NFL.
Madden has commentated on eleven Superbowl 16 during his thirty-year announcing career. He has 17 sixteen Emmy Awards for Outstanding Sports Analyst / Personality on television. His 18game as a football commentator before he retired was this year's Superbowl in February. John Madden's 19on the sport of football continues. His video game, "Madden NFL", is the best-selling (畅销的) sports video game in history. It has 20 more than 70,000,000 copies during the last twenty years.
I've heard such a story. On a Friday 1, a poor young artist stood at the gate of the subway station, playing his violin. The music was 2, and many people who hurried to go home 3 and put some money into the hat of the young man.
The next night, the young artist took out a large piece of 4 and laid it on the ground. Then he began 5. The music sounded more pleasant. Some people gathered and they found the 6 on that paper, "Last night, a gentleman put a (n) 7 thing into my hat. Please come to get it back." When the people saw that, they felt very curious and 8 what it could be. After about half an hour, a man 9 there in a hurry and said, "It can't be true! You... you..."
The young violinist asked, "Did you 10 something?" "A lottery ticket (彩票)," the man answered 11.
The violinist took out a lottery ticket. “Is it?” he asked.
The man was too 12 to say a word... He 13 a lottery ticket a few days ago. The awards (奖) opened yesterday and he won $ 500, 000. So lucky and excited did he feel that he 14 50 dollars and put it into the hat when hearing the music. However, the lottery ticket was also thrown into the hat without being 15. After the violinist finished his performance, he 16 the lottery ticket in his hat. 17 that the owner would probably 18 to look for it, he came back to where he was given the lottery ticket.
Someone asked the violinist why he returned the lottery ticket to the man. He said, "Although I don't have much 19, I live happily; but if I lose 20, I won't be happy forever."
The stage lights dimmed, and I took a quick look from behind the heavy black curtains into the audience. Blinded by the lights, I quickly1. It seems that a great number of eyes were looking at me. I took a deep 2as the music of my dance began to play. I entered the stage and began my3, the graduation test of the classical Indian dance.
After a decade of learning this art form, I had4been considered ready to take on the most difficult act. The test is the most important event in a dancer's life, as it pays5to all the factors in one's life that6the dance form: one's culture and family.
The performance is undertaken only by the most7and determined students. It is a difficult process that requires much8. For more than six months, I spent two to three hours every day9these dances. Many times, I10myself to my physical and mental breaking point, but still I would not stop. I could not give up. There was always so much more to do and so much more to11.
I12a lot about myself in those tiring hours. I learned that I was far too13to give up, and I was too proud to prove myself14after I had set an unrealistic goal. Even with physical pain and mental15, I forced myself to meet my16. Even when I was at the end of my17, there was always something driving me on, forcing me not to give up.
Fortunately, I made it. What I had done18the success. It was in those hours that I learned what a dancer19is. Those time was evidence that I could20something I set out to do.
Thick fog was covering the grassland, where Sarah had to walk to go to school alone. "I can't see anything in this fog." Sarah 1.
Suddenly, a huge gray shape appeared. She stopped, staring wide-eyed at the 2. "Please be the only one, please, ..." Sarah whispered. 3 it wasn't. Sarah felt 4 as more cows came into view.
Sarah moved to Grandpa's home in the 5 when her parents divorced. She 6 the previous home in a big city, where she walked to school with her friend beside her. The most dangerous animal she had to 7 was Mrs. Carson's little dog. She had been here two months and hadn't made any new 8. Girls here played double-dutch jump rope (双绳跳). Sarah knew how to jump only one rope at a time.
Sarah saw a wall of cows that was 9 her from getting to the road. "I'll be 10", she said with a 11 look, and then searched for a path she could pass. "Excuse me," she said, as if cows appreciated her 12 manners. Not one cow moved.
Tired of being 13 by cows, she pulled a long branch from a tree. She waved the long branch in front of her. "Hoo…ha," she 14 and shaking the branch. The cows 15 chewing, and then the nearest cow looked directly at Sarah. Feeling 16, Sarah tried to stop her legs from shaking and stared at the cow. After a long moment, the cow turned away and rushed into others. A narrow 17 appeared in front of Sarah. Sarah made her way to the road.
18 Sarah reached school in time. She 19 it. Sarah thought maybe she should 20double-dutch jump rope and make more friends.
A few months ago the pilot of a small plane had an unusual 1. He took off from an airport runway on a training 2 . A strong wind blew the plane sideways, and it 3 the top of a tree. Both wheels of the plane were knocked 4, but luckily to him, the plane did not crash.
The pilot sent a radio 5to the airport. He did not know how to 6 without wheels. The airport controller 7 to help the pilot. He telephoned the airport firemen and told them what to do.
A fireman saw a long, open lorry, which was 8 at the airport building to collect some goods. The fireman borrowed it and 9 to one end of the airport runway. Then he turned round and waited for the plane to 10. The airport controller immediately 11 a radio message to the 12. He told him to try to land on top of the 13. The fireman drove quickly along the runway and the pilot flew down to land. Fortunately, he 14 to land on the lorry. Part of the lorry was 15 and the tail of the plane was broken, 16 nobody was injured. The fireman 17 the lorry down and then it stopped 18. What a heroic scene it is!
The pilot was very 19 to all of them who had offered him help, of course. He gladly agreed to 20 for the damage to the lorry.
Our heavy lesson
When my brother and I were children, we spent a few weeks each summer in the countryside with our uncle. He was a geologist and loved to go on long walks to find stones to add to his 1 at the university. More often than not, we 2 him.
One day, we left early, and this time, our uncle had brought us 3. "You can help me carry the 4," he explained.
Sure, why not? The whole day, we walked around the countryside, and every now and then, our uncle put stones in our bags. We were a bit surprised that he also took some stones out from our bags 5, but 6 he had just found better samples (样品) than the ones we already had.
Still, when we reached the house in the late afternoon, we were 7. The backpacks were so heavy we gave a big sigh of 8 when we put them on the ground. 9 our uncle's backpack was half-empty.
"Why did you give us so 10 stones?" we asked.
"I didn't. You did," he said, waiting for a while before 11. "You did not know it, but I made you 12 a little attitude test today."
"What do you mean an ‘attitude test'?" we wanted to know.
"It is something someone once did to me – and I shall always remember it. You see, I 13 to every word you said. And whenever you 14 about anyone or anything, I added a stone to your bags. And whenever you talked about something with an attitude of 15 and positive thinking, I took out a stone. And now look at your backpacks."
We did. They were full.
"I hope you remember this little attitude test. You see, your 16 thoughts are like stones. You carry them in your mind just like those stones in a backpack. The more negative thoughts you have, the 17 your mind is. A positive thought, however, 18 a negative one. So look at those bags and start paying attention to what you say and how you say things."
This little lesson was one of the most important I 19 had. And I remember my uncle with great love for teaching us one of the most important lessons in life – the 20 of attitude
As my husband, Doug, stood on the busy New York city street to stop a taxi, I tried to protect my daughter from the cold December wind and rain. I put my head down to kiss her tiny face.
1 and wet, my husband gave up his attempt to nag down a taxi. I knew the 2. Just after her first birthday, we were told our daughter Katie has a 3brain illness. Since that moment, Doung and I felt like runners in a marathon race where the finish line kept 4. We knew Katie was running out of 5. It had taken months before we finally had a name for the 6 ， but we were told only a few specialists in the world knew how to7 it. Now, as we finally found a brilliant doctor to 8 our girl, we were in a strange 9 in the cold rain.
Just at the moment, a middle-aged woman pulled over and said, "Pardon me? May I offer you a(n)10?"
Before we could say anything, she continued, "It's really no11for me. Just get in."
It was then that I noticed her thick Irish accent, which 12me up like hot soup. We simply said, "Thanks! Roosevelt Hospital, please," as we got in her car for the ride.
"Are you going13the baby?" she asked us.
I nodded my head, holding back my 14.
At the hospital, we 15her a dozen times for the ride. As the woman hugged me, I16her face was wet with tears. She promised to 17for us before she left.
After three more visits to New York and two more 18surgeries (手术)，Katie is cured. But the 19 of the Irish Angel still rang as a constant reminder of a tiny ray of light that appeared in our20 days.
Six-year old Helen Keller sat on the floor, hugging her dog, Belle. An illness had made Helen blind and deaf. Trapped by her dark, silent world, she lost her1. Being unable to2"made me so angry that I kicked and screamed until l was3, "she later wrote.
But dogs made her feel better. She buried her4in their fur and felt the gentle wag of their tails. Dogs were comforting, patient and5.
To help Helen, the Kellers6teacher Annie Sullivan. Annie made finger movements in Helen's hand to stand for words, but Helen couldn't7what they meant. She tried making the motions' on Belle's paw.
For weeks, Annie talked into Helen's hands. Then one day, it all8! The movements in her hand stood for things around her.
Although deaf and blind, Hellen hiked, swam, and rode horses, with her dogs tagging along. And she was9to go to college. So with Annie by her side, she left her family and10behind to attend a college for women.
College was11. Few people communicated with her. Then her classmates bought her surprise —a new dog which is said to have gone with her to12.
Helen13with honors and wrote an autobiography. She and Annie shared a house with many dogs. Helen wrote, lectured, and worked for the rights of people with disabilities. After Annie died, Helen went overseas. But she14missed her teacher. Once again, a dog helped. ln Japan, Helen admired Akitas (秋田犬), a local breed. The Japanese made arrangements to give 15to her! She returned home with "Kami, "the first Akita in America. Of this "angel in fur, "she wrote, "If I cried from16for my beloved teacher, he would press his cool nose17my cheek and lick away the18."
Helen once19with up to eight dogs, "I love the lovely wag of their tails. "She wrote, during that time she would "like to look into the20, trusting eyes of my dogs, whose friendships are so comforting to me."
Different things usually stand for(代表) different feelings. Red, for example, is the color of fire, heat, blood and life. People say red is an exciting and active color. They connect (使发生联系) red 1a strong feeling like anger. Red is used for signs of 2 , such as STOP signs and fire engines. Orange is the bright, warm color of 3in autumn. People say orange is a 4 color. They connect orange with happiness. Yellow is the color of 5. People say it is a cheerful color. They connect yellow too, with happiness. Green is the cool color of grass in 6. People say it is a refreshing(使……清新，恢复) color. In general, people talk about two groups of colors:7colors and cool colors. The warm colors are red, orange and 8. Where there are warm color and a lot of light, people usually want to be 9. Those who like to be with 10 like red. The cool colors are 11 and blue. Where are these colors, people are usually worried. Some scientists say that time seems to 12 more slowly in a room with warm colors. They suggest that a warm color is a good 13 for a living room or a 14.
People who are having a rest or are eating do not want time to pass quickly. 15 colors are better for some offices if the people working there want time to pass quickly.
