This story happened in a small mountain village. One day there was an earthquake. Nothing was destroyed and 1 was hurt. But a huge rock fell from a nearby mountain and stopped in the middle of the road.

　　When the earthquake2, many people came to the road and saw the huge rock. Some of the strongest men tried to lift the rock 3 the road. But they couldn't move it. They tried to push it but failed. They tried to 4 it with ropes but nothing worked.

　　"Well," they all agreed, "There's nothing we can do about it. We'll have to change the 5." At this time a boy of 12 years old said, "I think I can help you to move the rock."

　　"You?" they shouted, "What are you talking about?" The men all 6at the boy.

　　The next morning some people came into the street. One of them shouted, "The rock is7!" More people ran out to see. It was right. The rock wasn't in the road any more. It wasn't8 near the road.

　　"This is9," they said, "Where did it go?"

　　The boy stood in the street, 10 ， "I told you I could move it last night."

　　The boy walked over to where the11  had been and uncovered some earth. "I buried it," he said.

　　The people looked 12. "You see," he said, " I dug a deep hole next to the rock and I dug a small incline （斜坡）up to the rock and the rock 13 down into the hole by itself. I covered it with earth."

The crowds shouted, "What a 14 boy!" And some of them said, "Why haven't we thought of this good

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    In a small village，there lived a poor man．He was smart but1,and he never worked. The villagers were so2that they often gave him some useful things. So the man could3with those things.

    One day morning，the man begged(乞讨) from door4door again．He wanted some food．5 ， he got a large bag of flour(面粉)from an old woman．After he went home，he put the flour into a large pot(罐子)and6it near his bed．Then he went to7 ． In his dream，he sold the flour at a very good8 ． With the money，he bought a cow ,and its milk9him more money．He was so happy in his dream that he danced in his sleep．His10hit(碰撞)the pot of flour, and the flour spilt (洒出)all over the floor．The man woke and he felt so sad．

    This thing taught him a lesson：no one can live a good life without working．From then on he worked every day and had a better life．

    This morning I got an e-mail from Roy. It seems that my boy really enjoys his new life at Harvard University.  The 1 made me think of the first day when we moved into this house.

    Little Roy ran around the new house with great excitement and tried to move his own things into the house such as his toys, books and clothes. 2 , his little hand knocked over（打翻）a bottle of paint on the shelf. The paint made the tidy floor and white wall a terrible mess . “Oh, my God!” My wife rushed in angrily. I looked at my son, and his small face was filled with 3 .

    I 4 and held his hand, “Take it easy, Roy. Now let's do something to make it look  5 .” I took out a 6. “You see, Dad is a magician（魔术师）, I can change it into a big tree.” 

    His mother soon helped paint some butterflies and flowers on the wall.

    We spent the whole afternoon 7and laughing. The wall became a beautiful forest with plants, birds and small animals. Blue sky and white clouds were also painted by Roy. On that day, everybody in the house knew  8 special happened. 

    The night before Roy left for Harvard, he asked me if I still remembered the day when he had knocked over the paint. “Since then I've  9worried about making mistakes,” he continued, “I believe I can always 10ways to solve the problems.”

    Once there was a lovely vegetable field with a very big tree in it. Both of the vegetables and the tree made the garden look wonderful.

    One day, the vegetables and the tree couldn't get on well with 1. The vegetables disliked the tree because they thought the tree didn't leave them enough 2 by covering them with its thick leaves while the tree thought that the vegetables drank nearly all the water before it could reach him.

    The situation became worse and worse. One day the vegetables decided to 3 all the water in the ground so that the tree would dry up. The tree fought back by refusing to offer the vegetables shade(树荫). Soon they both began to dry up under the hot sun.

    Neither of them expected that the gardener would stop 4 his vegetable field because he thought it was 5 to save the vegetables. When the gardener did that, the tree and the vegetables really felt how 6 they were. There seemed to be no way to solve the problem. Then a small pumpkin decided to do something to change the situation. The small pumpkin did all he could to grow 7 there was little water and it was too hot.

    Finally, the gardener 8 the growing pumpkin among the dying vegetables. 9, he started to water the field again because he still wanted to make a(n) 10 to win the beautiful pumpkin. At the same time, the tree and the vegetables were saved. Since then, they realized that it was better to help each other than to fight, and they lived in harmony with other plants.

    It was one of the hottest days of the dry season. We had not seen rain 1 almost a month. The crops were dying. If we 2see some rain soon, we would lose everything.

    I was making lunch in the kitchen when I saw my3 son, Billy, walking towards the woods. He was walking with a great effort... trying to be as still as possible. Minutes later, he was once again walking towards the woods. I4 stand it any longer. I went out of the house and followed him.

    He was cupping both hands in front of him as he walked, being very careful not to spill (溢出）the water he carried.

    As I came closer, I saw 5 sight. Several large deer stood in front of him. Billy walked straight up to them. I almost screamed for him to get away. But the deer 6 hurt him nor even moved as Billy got down. And then I saw a baby deer7on the ground, thirsty, lift its head to lap up(舔) the water in my boy's hands. When the water was gone, Billy jumped up to run back to the house. I followed him back to a tap. Billy opened it and let the drip slowly fill up his “cup”.

    8he stood up and began to turn back, I was there in front of him. His little eyes9with tears. Very quickly, he explained10he was not wasting water. The week before, he had made 11 same trouble with our horses,12caused him a lecture from his father about the importance of not wasting water.

    This time, I joined him, with a small pot of water from the kitchen. I let him 13 the baby deer alone , for it was 14job. As the tears that rolled down my face began to hit the ground, they 15 by other drops... more drops... and more. I looked up at the sky. All I can say is that the rain came that day saved our farm, just like the actions of one little boy saved the little deer.