Marco Polo was born in Italy．Here is the story about him．

    In 1271，at 17，Marco went on a1to China．Today,people can go to different places around the world2 ． But it was very3 people to travel then．He,travelled through Europe and Asia4his father and uncle on the Silk Road.The Polos5to China in 1275.

    Marco Polo stayed in China for 17 years.During those years,he6about coal(煤)and paper.These things were7to him,because he didn't see them in Italy before．Marco and his family finally went back to Italy in 1295．They brought(带)some coal and paper back to Italy with8 ． At home．Marco finished a 9about his trip．The Travels of Marco Polo．The book10people his fantastic experiences(经历)in China．

    “You'll have to 1our baby today,” a woman tells her husband. “I'm not feeling2today.” Don't worry, dear. I'll be very3 to do so, then you can stay in bed and have a good rest.” Her husband says.” Thank you. I'll have a quiet day and I will get4soon.” His wife tells him.

    “Do I need to do the 5 for you too?” her husband asks.

    The wife is very pleased and says, “That will help me 6 I'll give you a list of things to buy.”

    She writes out the list and 7it to her husband.

    “You can get all of the things at the 8” she says. “You can put our baby in the shopping cart, then you will not have to leave him 9”

    The man takes the baby10the supermarket and puts him in the shopping cart 11the rows （排）of the things to buy and looks for those things on the list.

    12everything goes well, but the baby begins to cry. Then he begins to scream（尖叫）. And scream! Scream!

    “Keep calm（保持镇定）, George,” the man says. “Don't get angry. Don't 13, George. Don't lose your temper（脾气）, George.”

    A woman in the supermarket hears 14 the man says. She walks up to him. “I think you are15 You are so patient（耐心） with your little George.” She says to him.

    “Madam, I'm George. He's Edward.” the man says.

    No visitor was left in the museum now, and John was walking around to check if everything was all right.1 he saw a beautiful painting lying on the floor. John2 and gave it to the curator (馆长). The curator called several museums to check if it was a stolen painting3no one claimed(认领) it. So the curator decided to hang it.4said it was beautiful and had a very deep meaning. The curator was5to have such a painting in his museum and congratulated John on his discovery. Some weeks later a woman and her 6came to the museum. While they were looking at that painting, the little boy began to7. The curator went over and asked what was making him so sad. The child pointed to 8and said, "That's my painting and I want it back."

    "Yes," said his mother. "He 9it on the floor a few weeks ago. If you look carefully, you can see the name on the painting. " The curator 10believe his ears when he heard the truth.

    I moved to a new neighborhood two months ago. A taxi driver lived in a house with a large1across the road. He's a single parent with two school-age children. At the end of the day, he would2his taxi on the road. "Why not in the garage？"I asked myself.

    Then one day I learned that he had another3. In the afternoon he would come home from work, leave his taxi and go out4his personal business in his other car, not in his taxi. I felt it was5.

    I really want to see his personal car but did not make it. Two weeks later, I6 to be outside one evening, when the garage door was7and he drove out in his "own" car: a Rolls-Royce(劳斯莱斯)! It8 me completely when I realized what that meant. You see, he was a taxi driver. 9deep inside, he saw himself as something else：a Rolls-Royce owner and a(n)10. He drove others in his taxi but himself and his children in his Rolls-Royce. The world looked at his taxi and called him a taxi driver. But for him, a taxi was11something he drove for a living. Rolls-Royce was something he drove for a(n)12.

    We go to bed every night and13every morning as parents or children, not as bankers, CEOs or professors. We go for a party as close friends or go for a vacation as a family. We love life as it is. Yet often, we base our happiness and14on how high we climb the social ladder(阶梯)—how much bigger and better a taxi we have. And we fail to notice Rolls-Royce, keeping it dusty in our garage. We should pay more attention to 15we are than what we do！Isn't it the true meaning of life？