第一題：
你不要爲他做說客。不批，半個字也不批;針尖大的洞，也會刮進斗大的風。咱黨員幹部，那歪門邪道不要搞。”他停了一下，朝煙波迷茫、水天一色的湖面瞧去。‘“好景緻，可惜婷兒沒有同來。”
“她今天有更高興的事兒。”李祕書故作神祕地笑笑說，“王主任託了文化局的老馬，同意把您的女兒調到省實驗話劇團工作。”
“嗯?”老楊的眉毛擰了個結。李祕書只當沒察覺，坐進轎車，手扶在車門上，彷彿自言自語地說：“就拿這輛車來說吧，也是王主任出力調撥給您的。那回大姐犯病進院，還多虧這輛車接送。”
“該死，早把我當獵物給瞄上了。”他下意識地攝緊槍把想。李祕書一限溜到槍上，像又想起什麼說：“王主任知道您喜歡打獵，這支槍，就是他特意託人專程送到您家的……”
車發動了。老楊陡然一驚，不覺倒抽一口冷氣：黑黝黝的槍口，冒着寒氣，就像兩隻黑洞洞的眼睛，死死地瞄準了他…
"Don't you ever try to talk me into consenting on his behalf. I won't agree, not or any account! A tiny opening will let in a gust of wind. We Party cadres should not engage in any under-the-counter business." Yang stopped to glance over the misty lake where the water joined the sky. "What a nice view! It's a pity that my daughter Ting hasn't come with us, " he concluded.
"There is something nicer in store for her today," Secretary Li smiled with an air of mystery and went on. "Director Wang has managed to get your daughter transferred to the Provincial Drama Troupe with the help of Old Ma of the Cutural Bureau. "
"Really?" Old Yang knitted his brows.
Secretary Li pretended not to notice it and got into the car, and with his hand still on the door, murmured as if to himself, "As for this car, it was allocated to you through the effort of Director Wang too. When your wife fell ill, she was rushed to hospital in the same car. "
"Damn it? I have long been aimed at as a target!" Old Yang thought as he subconsciously tightened his gasp on the shotgun. Secretary Li took a swift glance at the gun, and seeming to have been reminded of something, said, "Director Wang knew that you were fond of hunting, so he had this shotgun sent especially to your home. . ." The engine started. Old Yang was taken aback and couldn't help drawing his breath sharply. The chilling black muzzles glared coldly at him lust like a pair of black eves.
第二題：
沒有一個人將小草叫做“大力士，但是它的力量之大，的確是世界無比。這種力，是一般人看不見的生命力，只要生命存在，這種力就要顯現，上面的石塊，絲毫不足以阻擋，因爲它是一種“長期坑戰的力，有彈性，能屈能伸的`力，有韌性，不達目的不止的力。
種子不落在肥土而落在瓦礫中，有生命力的種子決不會悲觀和嘆氣，因爲有了阻力纔有磨鍊。生命開始的一瞬間就帶了鬥爭來的草，纔是堅韌的草，也只有這種草，纔可以傲然地對那些玻璃棚中養育着的盆花鬨笑。
Though the little grass has never been said to be herculean, the power it shows is matchless in the world. It is an invisible force of life. So long as there is life, the force will show itself. The rock above it is not heavy enough to prevent it from growing because it is a force that keeps growing over a period of time, because it is an elastic force that can shrink and expand, because it is a tenacious force that will not stop growing until it is grown.
The seed does not choose to fall on fertile land but among debris. If it is filled with life, it is never pessimistic or sad, for it is tempered by resistance and pressure. The grass that fights its way out since the moment it is hom can be called "strong' and “temacious"; only the grass that fights its way up since its birth has the right to laugh with justified pride at the potted plants in glassed green houses.
