I had never been more anxious in my life. I had just spent the last three endless hours trying to get to the airport so that I could travel home. Now, as I watched the bus driver set my luggage on the airport sidewalk, I realized that my anxiety had only just begun.

This was my first visit alone to the international terminal of the airport, and nothing was familiar. I could not make sense of any of the signs. Where was the check-in counter? Where should I take my luggage? I had no idea where to go, feeling as if I were deaf and blind and stupid. I began to panic. What time was it? Where was my plane? I had to find help because I could not be late!

I tried to ask a passing businessman for help, but my words all came out wrong. He just frowned and walked away. What had happened? I had been in this country for a whole semester, and I could not even remember how to ask for directions. This was awful! Another bus arrived at the terminal, and the passengers came out carrying all sorts of luggage. Here was my chance! I could follow them to the right place, and I would not have to say a word.

I dragged my enormous suitcase behind me and followed the group. We finally reached the elevators. Oh, no! They all fit in it, but there was not enough room for me. I watched in despair as the elevator doors closed. I was abandoned again! I had no idea what to do next. I got on the elevator when it returned and stared at all the buttons. Which one could it be? I pressed button 3, because I thought I saw those passengers pressed 3, though it was no more than a quick glance. The elevator slowly climbed up to the third floor and came to a stop. A high, unpleasant noise announced the opening of the doors, and I looked around shyly.

Tears formed in my eyes as I saw the empty hall and realized that I would miss my plane.

When I turned to thank him for all his help, he was gone.

7 . 阅读下面材料，根据其内容和所给段落开头语续写两段，使之构成一篇完整的短文，续写的词数应为150左右。

It was somewhere between spring and summer my mom and I were driving through the countryside Back then I was 13 years old and always felt unhappy with Mom. But little did I know that this trip was going to be a special one．

A pot of flowers sat in the back seat, whose heavenly scent filled the car．Suddenly, in the middle of nowhere, my mom pulled over．“What are you doing?” I cried, fearing that the car had broken down and we’d be stuck there, so far from home. But that wasn’t the case. My mom hopped out of the car, grabbing the flowers from the back seat．“It’ll just be a minute，”she called back through the open windows．

My eyes impatiently skimmed the edge of the road before settling on a little sign showing that it was a nursing home. I looked back to the building, somewhat annoyed, as my mom reappeared—empty-handed．

Before she started the car, curiosity drove me to ask，“Do you know someone there?” She shook her head．“Then what did you do with the flowers?” She smiled slightly，“I gave them to the receptionist(前台接待员).”“What?” She laughed at my confusion．“I told the receptionist to give the flowers to whoever needed them, especially who hasn’t gotten any in a while．”

I kept silent for a moment. Not long after we continued our driving, I spoke again，“Did you leave your name?” To this she answered instantly，“No. Leaving flowers there for someone who will appreciate them makes me feel good, which is enough of a thank for me.”

Suddenly, still thinking about Mom’s deeds, I heard something burst loudly. It was our car that broke down! Nothing could be worse, because neither my mom nor I understood how to repair it, and we didn’t know where the garage was. It also seemed impossible to wait for any passer-by, since we had seen so few along the way．

We were worrying about what could be done.

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As we drove along, a flower shop came into sight on the road.

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Stephen and a Bowl of Noodles

Stephen,a 14-year-old boy, was seen walking alone in the street. It was almost 10 o’clock at night.

His eyes were filled with tears when he recalled (回想起) the quarrel he had with his mother this evening. His mom asked about his low grades in the recent exam, and Stephen replied with a careless attitude. So she scolded (训斥) him for being so careless. Stephen got so upset that he quarreled with his mother and then stormed out of the house without realizing he was a so at fault.

He walked for hours, cold and hungry. Suddenly, a delicious smell caught his attention. It was from a small noodle shop. Stephen stopped in front of the shop, eager for a bowl of hot noodles but he didn’t have even a single penny in his pocket. With a sad face, he stood there for a minute and decided to leave.

Just when he was about to go away, the shop owner saw him and invited him in. Stephen said he had no money for the food. The shop owner smiled, saying, “It’s OK. I won’t charge you for it.” Then the shop owner served him a bowl of delicious noodles.

Stephen was in tears when he ate the noodles. The shop owner asked what had happened. Stephen told him about the quarrel with his mother and that he felt his mother did not understand him.

Hearing this, the shop owner smiled and said to Stephen,“ My dear young man, now think about your mom!”

Stephen realized his mistake and thanked the shop owner.

10 . We usually hear the term addiction used when talking about drugs or alcohol. But researchers are finding that certain foods can trigger(引发)the same feelings as drugs. It all comes down to what’s happening in the brain. When we feel a happy rush, it’s due to a flood of the feel-good chemical in our brain. Drugs and alcohol can cause a similar high. So, it turns out, can some popular snack foods.

“We’re designed to find carbohydrates(碳水化合物)and fats reinforcing,” says Ashley Gearhardt. She’s a psychologist. “Evolving(进化)such tastes helped our ancestors overcome famine when we couldn’t find enough to eat and make sure we survive.” she explains. That critical role shaped the brain’s reward system, making us hard-wired to enjoy carbohydrates and fatty foods.

The problem isn’t with all foods containing carbohydrates and fats. Fruit is full of sugar. Oats and other whole grains have lots of carbohydrates. Nuts and meat have fat. But such unprocessed foods eaten in a form that’s similar to how they grew-also contain other nutrients, such as fiber, that slow digestion. That limits how quickly our bodies can absorb the nutrients. Cookies, candy, soda, fries and other highly processed foods lack those additional nutrients. Such foods contain ingredients that have been highly changed from their natural state. They’re full of easy-to-absorb carbohydrates and added fats. What’s more, they often contain ingredients that don’t naturally occur together. “Sugar and fat don’t come together in nature,” Gearhardt says. But highly processed foods often “have unnaturally high levels of both carbohydrates and fat.” When we cat these foods, we get a quick “hit” of carbohydrates and fats that give the brain a boost That makes us want to eat them again and again.

“Pay attention to what you eat,” Gearhardt says. “It’s best to get plenty of nutritious foods for your mind and body. That doesn’t mean you can`t have a donut or pizza now and then. Just be sure you’re aware of what you’re eating.”