【推荐1】In life, we will succeed and fail often for reasons that are entirely out of our _______. We can work harder than anyone else in the office and still not be _______. We can be incredibly nice and love someone deeply, and they may not love us _______.

The bottom line is that life is not _______.

That is a bitter _______ to swallow for many of us. As a result, some people _______ after being hit by even one unfair blow from life. But if we let life’s unfairness _______ us, we will never receive the beautiful blessings that life has _______ for us.

My first _______ marriage felt very unfair to me. No matter how hard I had tried to be a good wife, I could not make the relationship ________. I could have been ________ by that experience. But I believed that I could be ________ married one day ________ I always wanted to experience traditional family life. And then, I met this kind, thoughtful, generous man.

What I’ve learned over the years is that we can do all the things that ________ a good outcome, but get ________ things in return instead.

When we are faced with life’s seeming unfairness, our ________ needs to jump in. When life doesn’t go ________ plan, we have to let go of the outcome that we have been ________ and keep trying, and doing the right thing. ________ that life is neither fair nor straightforward. And by knowing that if we remain confident, we can drive our unfair experiences away and use them for our ________.

【推荐2】My life turned a corner two years before. I realized, my first and real enthusiasm is writing _______. As a child, I was introvert (内向的) , and basically a bookworm. The only thing I wished for, was _______, and I used to finish them as quickly as I could. Along with reading, I loved _______ — but at that time, it was mainly prose (散文)! My love for writing started with writing journals, and _______. Even before my teens, I had _______ in many countries, and then technology wasn't as _______as it is now. I guess my letters were quite poetic and charming, because my pen-friends told me that they _______ my letters even after I stopped writing to them as _______ was expensive!

Then my following life wasn't poetic anymore! I _______ pouring my emotions in journals or diaries. Many years passed! Was poetry my passion? Probably! One day two years earlier, one of my childhood friends wrote to me, “Hi there! How many books have you ________ ever since?”

That communication suddenly ________ me up, and lit my dream that I was eager to publish my own collection of poems. The ________ from my childhood came back, I ________ who I was. At that moment, I felt very excited and within a (n) ________ moment, I wrote my first poem! That poem was actually ________, may be one of the best of what I have written so far!

After that first ________, I realized what my real passion was! And poems started coming one after another! Sometimes I got up at ________, and thought about some lines! And I had to write them ________, otherwise these lines will slide away!

The terrible epidemic (流行病) ________ me to write several poems, which may ________ indescribable sufferings of people.

【推荐2】She came in the dead of night, in the cold. She was more than half ______ , starved down to bones. Her hair was completely eaten away by mange(兽疥癣). She had been run off from more than one yard when she finally crept into an empty doghouse in the trees beyond mother’s yard. ______ she was out of the wind.

My mother and brother found her in the daylight of the next day. They could not even ______ she was a dog.“ And it broke my heart,” my mother said.

The ______ dog encountered two people who ______ to give up on anything. They ______ batteries that have not had a spark of anything in them for a long time. My mother even keeps pens that stopped writing in 1974. My brother Mark looked at her tragic face and ______ her “ Pretty Girl ”. It was as if he could see beyond the ______ .

Mark and my mother fed her, and bathed her in burned motor oil, the way my people have been curing the mange for generations. A month later, a beautiful white German shepherd stood in the garden. She was ______ to last, at most, a few weeks or months, yet she lived three more years-- decades, in dog years -following my brother to the garden to ______ rainbow and listen for thunders.

“I ______ for her,” my mother said. “Some people say you needn’t ask for God’s blessing for your dog, but…” And then after the gift of years, her health began to ______ and Pretty Girl died.

The garden is now planted, full of flowers. Some things in the garden are planted according to ______ , like the shape of the moon or the conditions of soil and weather. However, there are things we cannot ______ things beyond science, like how a man could name a dying dog and have her ______ from misfortune, making her live longer than expected.