Her small hand seemed lost in Grandma’s as they walked along the road leading back home.

“Shall we rest for a   (1)  ? It’s too hot!” the young girl said. “Let’s 　  (2)  　over there under the tree.” Grandma said. Resting under the tree, they　  (3)  a butterfly nearby. “Do butterflies feel hot?” she asked.

Grandma thought for a while and said, “I think they keep very 　  (4)  　.”

“I wish I were a butterfly,” the child said. Then she began to flap (拍动) her 　  (5)  　. “But that takes a lot of work!”

“You wish for a lot of things, child,” Grandma said.

“Yes, I do.” she said. “I wish I had 　  (6)  　I wanted.”

“Do you get all your wish for all the time?” Grandma asked.

“No, I wish for a lot　  (7)  　nothing happens,” she said. “How I wish that Johnny Jeffries would stay at home 　  (8)  　school!”

“What happened to him?” Grandma asked.

“Ah, his grandma died …” she stopped suddenly and　  (9)  　her grandma when her eyes were　  (10)  　with tears.

“Grandma,” she tried to finish. “I wish that you would never …” Grandma held her. She never said a word 　  (11)  　the young girl stopped. Then Grandma said with a smile, “Dear, sometimes in our life 　  (12)  　don’t come true, but it doesn’t mean life isn’t wonderful. If you want something, work for it and wish for it.”

“Then 　  (13)  　do I work to keep you around forever?” the young child asked.

“Keep loving me, and don’t waste time wishing.” They hugged　  (14)  　again and continued on the road towards home.

Life is a　  (15)  　that always leads home. Love it and work for it.

One Friday night, a poor young man stood at a gate of the railway station, playing his violin. Many people put money into the hat  (1)   in front of him.

The next day,   (2)  young man came to the gate of the railway station again, and put his hat on the ground. But  (3)  what he always did in the past days, he took out a large piece of paper and laid it on the ground. It said, “Last night, a gentleman named George Sang put an important thing into my hat  (4)  mistake. Please come soon, Mr. Sand.” After about half an hour, a middle-aged man ran to the young man  (5)  and said “It’s you! You do come here. I know that you’re an honest man and will certainly  (6)  here. ” The young man asked “Are you Mr. George Sang? Did you lose  (7)  ?” “A lottery(奖券) ticket,” answered the middle-aged man. The young man   (8)   a lottery ticket and gave it to the man.

The prize of the lottery ticket   (9)  $ 500, 000. Yesterday when the middle-aged man knew he  (10)  , he was very happy. He took out 50 dollars and put it in the hat. However, the lottery ticket was also  (11)    in.

Later, someone asked the young man, “You  (12)  the violin in the railway station every day to make money.  (13)   you just take the prize of the lottery ticket for yourself?” The young man said, “Although 1 don’t have much money, I live  (14)  . But if I lose  (15)  . I won’t be happy forever.”

It is autumn. A strong wind is blowing. It   (1)   flower seeds（种子）high in the air. One of the seeds is tiny. Will it be able to keep up   (2)   the others? Finally the wind stops and seeds fall quietly down on the ground.

Now it is   (3)  . After a long trip the seeds feel very   (4)  . They look just as if they are going to sleep in the earth. Snow falls and covers them like a soft white blanket.

Spring comes. It gets warm. The sun shines. Rain falls. The seeds grow   (5)   full and round that they start to break open a little. Now they are not   (6)  . They are plants. First they put roots (根) into the earth. Then their little stems（茎）and leaves begin to dance in the sun and air.  

In summer, the tiny plant is all alone. It grows on and doesn’t stop. The sun shines on it   (7)   the rain waters it. It has many leaves. It grows taller and taller. It is   (8)   the people. It is taller than the trees. And now some flowers grow on it.

Autumn comes back. The wind blows past the flowers.  (9)   petals (花瓣) drop over the land and down to the ground. The wind blows harder. The flowers have lost all of their petals. Once more the wind shakes the flowers, and this time the flowers’ seed pods (荚) open. Many new seeds come out. Quickly in the wind they are   (10)   to new plants again. 

The earth is our home. We must take care of it. Life today is easier than it was   (1)   years ago, but it has brought some new problems. One of the biggest problems is pollution. We can see it, smell it, drink it and even   (2)   it.

Man has polluted the   (3)  . The more people, the more pollution. Many years ago, the problem was not so serious because there were not so   (4)  people. When the land was used up (用光) the river was not clean in a place, man went to   (5)   place. Now man is slowly polluting the whole world.

  (6)   pollution is still the most serious, it’s bad for  (7)  things in the world. Many countries don’t let people burn   (8)  for air in houses and factories in the city. Pollution by SO₂ is now the most dangerous kind of  (9)  pollution. It’s caused by heavy traffic. People say it’s   (10)  to ride bikes. When you are   (11)  , there is no pollution. But even in developed countries, most people don’t go to work by bike. It’s not   (12)  bikes are expensive or people are tiered if they ride to work. It’s because the number of cars on the roads becomes larger. So more people   (13)  their bikes and go to work by cars, then things are getting  (14)  . We should have special roads only for bikes and make it  (15)  difficult and expensive for drivers to take their cars into the city that they will go back to use their bikes.

When I first moved to New Orleans, Louisiana in the fourth grade, I realized that I was stepping into a completely different world. What impressed me deeply was the friendliness of the people there.

“What can I get for you, honey?” a(n)   (1)   asked me on my first day in Louisiana. I was   (2)  . This woman did not even know me, and yet she   (3)   me like family. She smiled down at me as I   (4)  the food on the menu.

“Is the pasta(意大利面) good?” I asked her.

“Baby, it’s not my   (5)  ,” she answered with a wide smile, “  (6)   I’m more of a sushi (寿司)girl, you know!”

I looked at my family in great surprise. What should I   (7)   to that? I had no idea what sushi was, nor could I believe that this woman had just stopped me from ordering something. She had given me her   (8)   opinion, as if we were best friends.

I recently went to the DMV to update my driver’s license. As I was   (9)   in the silent room with at least twenty other people, a woman walked in.

“Good morning!” She announced to the room.

“Good morning,” the whole room said back at once.

The woman took her seat, and waited with everyone else for her number to be   (10)   as I looked around the room, surprised. Suddenly, everyone was comfortable with each other. We were all friends and neighbours.

Even after eight years of living in Louisiana, it   (11)   makes me smile to know that I am not   (12)   here. Someone in this place is always   (13)   to say hello or to lend a hand when it is   (14)  . It is a sense of family and   (15)   that I have never been able to find anywhere else.