When I was younger I developed an interest in stories of magic. I 1 books where wizards (巫师) and fighters 2 the powers of darkness in strange worlds. I was very happy when they 3 to bring peace and happiness to their lands in the end. Like most of the readers of these stories I secretly 4 for magical powers for myself. I wanted to be able to magically make my pain disappear, to make my problems 5, and to have power over this world that so 6 has power over us.

    As I got older, however, I 7 that there was no such thing as magic and how 8 the reality of life was. I had daily pain from a back injury that never healed (治愈)  right. I went through a 9 period of poverty for many years. I felt 10 when both of my sons were diagnosed with Autism (自闭症). I still sometimes daydreamed of magic 11 even that faded away.

    Then one day it struck me that there was a 12 kind of magic, which grew 13 in my heart, soul, and mind day by day and year by year. This magic was called LOVE. It 14 me to my own highest self and to all of the other 15 in this world. It didn't get rid of my 16 but it made every day of my life feel richer. It didn't cure my sons, Autism, but it helped me see them as the beautiful, loving, and joyful souls that they 17 are. It didn't make me a wizard or a fighter.18, it helped me to drive the darkness of this world with my own 19.

    May you choose it, share it, and live in it every single day of your life. May you use it to 20 others, and to heal this world.

    It had been a long drive to the Veteran's hospital. My brother and I had gone to1my Dad who had been2days earlier, weak, sick and confused. The3had diagnosed him with pneumonia(肺炎) and found cancer cells in his brain. My Dad looked so4lying there in bed. It wasn't just the5that was getting to him. It was also being so6his family and friends.

    As I sat by his7, a little woman with a big smile8into his room. She was at least 80 years old but seemed to have the9of someone 60 years younger. She was a volunteer10handmade get-well cards from the local elementary school. Gently, she took my Dad's hand and thanked him for his service to our country. It was the first time since he had gotten11that I saw my Dad smile. I12her into the hallway as she left and13her for lifting my Dad's14. "I am just sharing a little15, sweetie," she said with a smile as she walked into the next16room to share a little more.

    That 80-year-old angel reminded me again of what is17in this life: sharing our love. When we share our love, we create18not only in the hearts of those19us, but in our own hearts as well. When we share our love, we find ourselves doing what we were always20to do. When we share our love, we make our souls lighter, our lives brighter and the world better.

    Larry works with Transport Drivers, Inc. One morning in 2009, Larry was 1 along 165 north after delivering to one of his 2. Suddenly, he saw a car with its bright lights on. 3he got closer, he found 4 vehicle upside down on the road. One more look and he noticed 5shooting out from under the 6vehicle. Larry pulled over, set the brake and 7 the fire extinguisher(灭火器). Two good bursts from the extinguisher and the fire was put out.

    The man who had his bright lights on 8 and told Larry he had 9 an emergency call. They 10 heard a woman's voice coming from the wrecked(毁坏的) vehicle. 11the vehicle, they saw that a woman was trying to get out of the broken window. They told her to stay12until the emergency personnel arrived, 13she thought the car was going to 14. Larry told her that he had already put out the fire and she should not move 15she injured her neck.

    Once fire and emergency people arrived, Larry and the other man 16and let them go to work. Then, Larry asked the 17if he was needed or 18 to go. They let him and the other man go.

    One thing is 19— Larry went above and beyond the call of duty by getting so close to the burning vehicle! His 20most likely saved the woman's life.

    As we all know, helping others is a great service, and it's easy to see how to help some people, but what about those people whose needs are not so obvious? This story may have happened a while back—It was a lesson which has1with me and helped me ever since.

    It was Thanksgiving and I was volunteering with my parents at a2for the needy. We stood behind the counter3out hot food to whoever came in. Most of our diners looked like they had been having4times: their clothes were old and dirty.5short, they looked needy!

    Then, a man came in, who looked anything6needy. He was well dressed; he wore a/an7suit. I wondered what he was doing there and my jaw dropped in amazement when he 8the line for food. The closer he came to my service station, the more I9. What was this man doing? I wanted to know. Surely he was not going to take food meant for those who were really in10!

    Then my11quietly took me to one side. She said, "You12that the needs of the people who come here must be purely13: hunger, inadequate shelter, clothing, etc. And this gentleman doesn't seem to have any of those problems.14what if he needs emotional help? What if he needs15, or just to be among other human beings?" Her words16me like a ton of bricks! I felt like I should apologize to the man—but I didn't.

    About a week later, the shelter17a large donation from an anonymous(匿名的)person. I can't help but18if it came from that man.

    Now, whenever I meet someone I remember my mother's19and try to send kindness and blessings their way, regardless of how they look. Needs aren't always20. But kindness always makes a difference.

My elder brother，Steve，in the1 of my father who died when I was six，gave me important lessons in 2 that helped me grow into an adult.For example，Steve taught me to face the3 of my behaviour.Once when I returned in 4 from a Saturday baseball game，it was Steve who 5 the time to ask me what happened.When I6 that my baseball had flown through Mrs Holt's basement window，7 the glass with a crash，Steve encouraged me to apologise to her.After all，I should not have played in the path between buildings.8 my knees knocked as I explained to Mrs Holt，I 9 to pay for the window if she would return my ball.

I also learned from Steve that 10 property is a sacred thing.After I found a silver pen in my fifth﹣grade classroom，I wanted to keep it，but Steve explained that it might be important to someone else in spite of the fact that it had little value.He reminded me of 11 I'd hate to lose the small dog my father gave me to someone else.I returned the pen to my teacher，Mrs David.

Yet of all the 12 Steve gave me，his respect for life was the most vivid in my mind.When I was twelve，I killed an old brown sparrow in the park with a BB gun. 13 with my accuracy，I screamed to Steve to come from the house to have a look.I shall never forget the way he stood for a long moment and stared at the bird."Did it 14 you first，Mark？" he asked.I didn't know what to answer.I really felt terrible then，but that moment 15 out as the most important lesson my brother taught me. 

Not long ago, my daughter's shoes {#blank#}1{#/blank#}(damage) with a knife. She burst into tears. I took them to the shoemaker's. The man said he would add more scratches on both shoes as if the openings were made on purpose for a special style. I didn't fully understand him, but I decided to leave the shoes. Two days later I dropped by from work {#blank#}2{#/blank#}(collect) the shoes. I found more scratches on each shoe, but all the openings were patched by red leather and the stitches were twisted. The appearance looked {#blank#}3{#/blank#}( interesting) than ever.

The African penguin is expected to go extinct in the wild in just over a decade, given its current population decline. The main reason is a lack of food caused by disturbance to ocean conditions from global heating and {#blank#}4{#/blank#}(compete) from the commercial fishing industry. According to a study, recently scientists {#blank#}5{#/blank#}(identify) a possible additional cause, one that is an entirely new threat and that further {#blank#}6{#/blank#}(prevent) the penguins from finding food: noise pollution from marine ships in a bay.

Crying is a natural response to emotions. Regardless of{#blank#}7{#/blank#} causes the tears to flow, the physical reaction is usually the same with puffy cheeks and tight eyes {#blank#}8{#/blank#}(lead) to streaming tears down one's face. Despite its stigma(污名), crying can be an act {#blank#}9{#/blank#} relieves tension and clears feelings of negativity and sadness. Crying can communicate our emotions to others and foster greater understanding and compassion. Ultimately, crying is a powerful tool we ought to use to free ourselves {#blank#}10{#/blank#} negativity.