It was the first time I had driven a car all by myself. I had just got a driver's license and my husband was away on a business trip. Without the ear-piercing chattering of either my husband or the impatient coach, I was having a joy ride along the winding highway 3. Whistling in the warm breeze, I was driving fast and in a relaxed mood. Before long, I was forced to slow down by a huge cement tanker lumbering along ahead of me on the two-lane highway. Never had I seen such a huge monster before; I missed the comforting chattering of my husband very much. Having followed it for ten minutes or so, I steeled myself to step on the accelerator. As soon as I thought I had passed it and re-entered the right lane, I heard a loud crash on the right side of my car. I could not remember how long the shock had lasted, but as I pinched myself to find I was still alive, I was bold enough to keep on driving and the huge monster was lagging far behind me as if nothing had happened. No sooner had I parked my new laser than I found the whole right side of my car was smashed out of shape. Why on earth didn't I follow that tanker with precaution and patience? I should have realized how poor my driving skill still was. How I wish I had never gone home that day!

　　第七篇：

　　Tom and I drove to Tainan last month. As it was a holiday, traffic on the freeway was heavy. I asked Tom to fasten the safety belt, but he said it couldn't do any good in emergency and turned a deaf ear to my advice. About thirty minutes later, the accident happened. The car before us suddenly slowed down, but Tom couldn't stop ours in time and the result was a bumper crash. I screamed to find that Tom's face was covered with blood. He suffered a slight brain concussion, but I, thanks though scared to death. The scar left on Tom's forehead could still be seen when I called on him yesterday. “I wish I had taken your advice. What a fool I was to doubt the use of the safety belt!” said Tom with a wry smile. “Why on earth didn't I insist that you fasten it? If only I had insisted! The injury could have been reduced to a minimum,” I also blamed myself.

　　第八篇：

Describe an unforgettable experience
「叙述一个无法忘怀的经历」

　　When I was six years old, my cousin in Tainan got married. Five of us, including Father, Mother, my two brothers and myself, took a taxi to the wedding party. The scenery was beautiful all along the way. When I was looking at the scenery, however, the door of the taxi suddenly opened and I fell off immediately. Father and Mother took me to a hospital at once. Fortunately, only my nose broke. After treatment, I went to the party with a "red nose."

　　Mother told me later that if there had been a car coming from behind us, I would have been killed. It was a close call indeed. Since then I have never taken a taxi without first making sure that the doors are closed fast.