1 . While my friends went away to their universities in great delight, I restarted my senior high school life. My spirits_______ at the prospect of starting all over again.

_______by strange classmates, I felt as though I were in a maze(迷宫) and felt_______ for myself. There were some complex feelings in my mind. I was frightened, nervous and lonely.

To make matters worse, I recalled my failure again and again, which put more pressure on me than I could bear. As a result, I was always feeling_______during class.

One of my teachers noticed my depression and one day he asked me to come to his office, where he told me about his_______ towards life. He said we might_______ from making mistakes, but it was important to shape ourselves into the people we_______. All the growing pains and the embarrassing things we_______are parts of the process. We never stop_______, so learn from it and keep your spirits up! If you are optimistic, things you want may________ to you! Warm feelings rushed through me. I________ saw the sun shining again when I stepped out of his office.

With the teacher’s help, I finally got over my depression. From then on, I no longer________ my head but began smiling at my classmates. I put up my hand________ in class and tried to answer the teacher’s questions correctly.

I________ have a thirst for my ideal university, ________ I’m not afraid of failure because I can benefit from it.

2 . On his 67th birthday, Dad had a heart attack. He was ________— he survived. But something ________ him had died. His passion for life was gone. He refused the doctor’s ________, and his bitter attitude made every visitor ________. Dad was left alone.

I asked Dad to come and live on our small farm, hoping the fresh air would do him good. A week later, I________ the invitation. He criticized everything here. Frustrated, I decided something had to be done.

One day I read an article saying several depressed patients ’ attitudes had ________ dramatically （显著地） when given dogs. That afternoon I drove to the animal shelter, where a pointer’s eyes caught my attention. They watched me ________ . A staff member said: “He’s been here for two weeks with nothing heard. His time is up tomorrow. ”

I turned to the man in horror. “You mean to kill him?”

“Madam,” he said coldly, “We don’t have ________for every unclaimed dog. ” The pointer’s calm brown eyes ________ my decision. “I’ll take him. ” I said.

On arriving home, I took the dog to Dad’s room. “Look what I got you!” I said ________.

Dad frowned and murmured, “I don ’ t want it. ” Then, suddenly, the pointer pulled free from my grasp. He sat down in front of Dad.

Dad’s anger ________ , and soon he was hugging the animal.

It was the beginning of a ________ friendship. Dad named the pointer Cheyenne. Together they spent long hours walking down country roads and relaxing on the banks of streams.

Dad’s bitterness faded, and he and Cheyenne befriended each other. Then, one night two years later, Cheyenne rushed into my bedroom as if telling something. Running into Dad’s room, I found he had________.

Two days later, my grief ________ when I discovered Cheyenne lying dead beside Dad’s bed. While burying him near their favorite stream, I silently________ the dog for restoring Dad’s peace of mind.