From a young age, I was taught to be kind to people around. My parents ____(1)____ explained to me the importance of giving generously to the less ____(2)____ So out of habit, whenever there is something I can ____(3)____, I give it to someone on the streets.

    Last week, as I left the house for work, I carried with me some ____(4)____ clothes, a handbag and some food to hand over to someone____(5)_____.

    As the car stopped at a traffic red light, I saw a girl of five or six asking for ____(6)____. I ____(7)____ her to come to me and quickly____(8)____ all the stuff I had into the handbag. As I started handing it over, she seemed ____(9)____ She looked up at me with a sweet smile on her face and asked what was in the ____(10)____. I told her there were some clothes and food for her.

    Once again she ____(11)____ me, "Can you give me some water?" It was then that I ____(12)____ her dry lips. It seemed that she had not had a ____(13)____ of water all day. I took out the water bottle that I always carry with me and ____(14)____ her to drink from it. She finished it quickly and gave me a heartwarming smile of ____(15)____.

    I was thankful that I could ____(16)____ what she really wished and realized once again that day that you don't necessarily have to make big ____(17)____ to help someone. And this incident, as well as a lot that followed,____(18)____ my belief in the simple acts of kindness and how they can make someone's day.

    The next time you want to do something ____(19)____ for someone, don't hold back, seizing the right ____(20)____, or it would be late. Go ahead and do it!

My sister and I grew up in a little village in England. Our father was a struggling   (1)   , but I always knew he was   (2)  . He never criticized us, but used   (3)  to bring out our best. He’d say, “If you pour water on flowers, they flourish. If you don’t give them water, they die.” I   (4)   as a child I said something   (5)   about somebody, and my father said, “   (6)   time you say something unpleasant about somebody else, it’s a reflection of you.” He explained that if I looked for the best  (7)   people, I would get the best   (8)  . From then on I’ve always tried to   (9)   the principle in my life and later in running my company.

   Dad’s also always been very   (10)  . At 15, I started a magazine. It was   (11)   a great deal of my time, and the headmaster of my school gave me a  (12)   : stay in school or leave to work on my magazine.

   I decided to leave, and Dad tried to sway me from my decision,   (13)   any good father would. When he realized I had made up my mind, he said, “Richard, when I was 23, my dad   (14)  me to go into law. And I’ve   (15)   regretted it. I wanted to be a biologist,   (16)   I didn’t pursue my   (17)   . You know what you want. Go fulfill (实现) it.”

How often one hears children wishing they were grown﹣ups and old people wishing they were young again．Each age has its pleasures and its pains，and the happiest person is the one who enjoys what each age gives him without wasting his time in useless regrets．

Childhood is a time when there are few responsibilities to make life difficult．If a child has good parents，he is fed，looked after and loved，whatever he may do．It is impossible that he will ever again in his life be given so much without having to do anything in return．In addition，life is always presenting new things to the child﹣things that have lost their interest for older people because they are too well﹣known．But a child has his parents．He is not so free to do what he wishes to do； he is continually being told not to do things or being punished for what he has done wrong．

When the young man starts to earn his own living，he can no longer expect others to pay for his food，his clothes，and his room，but has to work if he wants to live comfortably．If he spends most of his time playing about in the way that he used to as a child，he will go hungry．And if he breaks the laws of society as he used to break the laws of his parents，he may go to prison．If，however，he works hard，keeps out of trouble and has good health，he can have the great happiness of building up for himself his own position in society．

The world is filled with smart，talented and gifted people．We meet them every day．A few days ago，my car was not running well．I pulled it into a garage，and the young mechanic had it fixed in just a few minutes．He knew what was wrong by simply listening to the engine．I was amazed．The sad truth is，great talent is not enough．

I am constantly shocked at how little talented people earn．I heard the other day that less than 5 percent of Americans earn more than $100，000 ayear．A business consultant who specializes in the medical trade was telling me how many doctors and dentists struggle financially．It was this business consultant who gave me the phrase，“They are one skill away from great wealth．”

There is an old saying that goes，“Job means ‘just over broke”．And unfortunately，I would say that the saying applies to millions of people．Because school does not think financial intelligence is intelligence，most workers“ live within their means”．They work and they pay the bills．Instead I recommend young people to seek work for what they will learn，more than what they will earn．

When I ask the classes I teach，“How many of you can cook a better hamburger than McDonald’s?” almost all the students raise their hands．I then ask，“So if most of you can cook a better hamburger，how come McDonald’s makes more money than you?” The answer is obvious: McDonald’s is excellent at business systems．The reason why so many talented people are poor is that they focus on building a better hamburger and know little or nothing about business systems．The world is filled with talented poor people．They focus on perfecting their skills at building a better hamburger rather than the skills of selling and delivering the hamburger．

There are many kinds of friends. Some are always   (1)   you, but donˈt understand you. Some say only a few words to you, but understand you. Many people will step in your life, but only   (2)   friends leave footprints (脚印).

I shall always recall (回忆) the autumn and the girl with the   (3)   . She will always bring back the friendship between us. I know she will always be my best friend.

It was the golden season. I could see the yellow leaves   (4)   on the cool   (5)   . In such a season, I liked walking alone in the leaves,   (6)   to the sound of them.

Autumn is a   (7)   season and life is uninteresting. The free days always get me   (8)   . But one day, the sound of a violin   (9)   into my ears like a stream (小溪) flowing in the mountains. I was so surprised that I jumped to see what it was. A young girl, standing in the wind, was   (10)   in playing her violin. I had   (11)   seen her before. The music was so nice that I listened quietly. Lost in the music, I didnˈt know that I had been   (12)   there for so long but my existence (存在) did not seem to disturb her.

Leaves were still falling. Every day she played the violin in the corner of the building   (13)   I went downstairs to watch her performance. I was the only listener. The autumn seemed no longer lonely and life became   (14)   .   (15)   we didnˈt know each other, I thought we were already good friends. I believe she also loved me. Autumn was nearly over. One day, when I was listening carefully, the sound suddenly   (16)   . To my astonishment (惊讶), the girl came over to me.

“You must like violin.” she said.

“Yes. And you play very well. Why did you stop?” I asked.

Suddenly, a   (17)   expression appeared on her face and I could feel something unusual.

“I came here to see my grandmother, but now I must leave. I once played very badly. It was your listening every day that   (18)   me.” she said.

“In fact, it was your playing   (19)   gave me a meaningful autumn,” I answered, “Letˈs be friends.”The girl smiled, and so did I.

I never heard her play again in my life. I no longer went downstairs to listen like before. Only thick leaves were left behind. But I will always remember the fine figure (身影) of the girl. She is like a   (20)   —so short, so bright, like a shooting star giving off so much light that it makes the autumn beautiful.