Long ago there was a poor farmer called Fred. Fred and his wife Doris lived {#blank#}1{#/blank#}(happy) together in their small old house. One winter night, the Luck Fairy visited {#blank#}2{#/blank#}.

    “Fred, you're a good farmer. I'd like to give you a wish,” said the Luck Fairy.

    “A wish?” said Fred.

    Fred and Doris smiled {#blank#}3{#/blank#}each other. Then Fred said, “Thank you, Luck Fairy. We're very healthy and happy.”

    “You work very hard {#blank#}4{#/blank#}you make very little money. Would you like some gold coins?” asked the Luck Fairy.

    “We're poor, but we have enough food {#blank#}5{#/blank#}(eat).” replied Fred.

    “You can use the gold coin to buy {#blank#}6{#/blank#}clothes. The winter here is very cold,” said Luck Fairy.

    “{#blank#}7{#/blank#} we haven't got many clothes, we've got enough.” said Doris.

    “Well, what about {#blank#}8{#/blank#}nice new house?” asked Luck Fairy.

    “Thank you, but I love my small old house very much. I {#blank#}9{#/blank#}(live) here since I was born. We don't need a new house,” said Fred.

    “You're quite different {#blank#}10{#/blank#}others. I like you very much,” said the Luck Fairy. “I wish you happy forever.” Then the Luck Fairy disappeared and never came back.

    Jane Scott is fourteen years old and last year she {#blank#}1{#/blank#} (begin) to study in a middle school. She likes {#blank#}2{#/blank#} (dance) and singing and spends a lot of time on them. But she hates math and {#blank#}3{#/blank#} (not study) hard at it. She thinks it difficult to learn math. Once she failed the math exam, and now she decides to give it up. Her father is angry with her when he knows about it.

    It was Sunday. Mr. Scott gave a call to his sister. She teaches math in another school. He hoped she {#blank#}4{#/blank#} (come) and tell his daughter how {#blank#}5{#/blank#} (learn) math. The woman came quickly and said, “You're a clever girl, Jane. I'm sure you'll soon do well in math if you work hard at it. ”

    “I'm afraid I can't, Aunt,” said Jane. “I am not interested in math at all.”

    “I don't think so.” said the woman. “You {#blank#}6{#/blank#} (be) good at it if you try your best. You {#blank#}7{#/blank#} (do) more exercises and practice a math problem again until you make it. Well, here's a math problem. Think it over and practice it again and again, then you {#blank#}8{#/blank#} (work) it out. ”

    “OK,” said the girl, “Let me {#blank#}9{#/blank#} (have) a try.”

    About an hour later Jane took the exercise book to her aunt and said, “I {#blank#}10{#/blank#} (do) the problem ten times by now.”

    “Well done!” her aunt said happily, “What answers did you get?!”

    “Ten answers.”

    Nowadays, we can find advertisements almost wherever we go. We are so used to them  {#blank#}1{#/blank#} we often do not even realize how many we see and hear in {#blank#}2{#/blank#}day. An advertisement uses words and pictures {#blank#}3{#/blank#}(persuade) people to buy a product or service, or to believe {#blank#}4{#/blank#} an idea. There are two main types of advertisements—commercial advertisements {#blank#}5{#/blank#}public service advertisements (PSAs). A commercial advertisement is {#blank#}6{#/blank#}someone has paid for to advertise a product or service. PSAs are often run for free, and {#blank#}7{#/blank#} (mean) to educate people about health, {#blank#}8{#/blank#} (safe), or any other problem that affects public welfare. When {#blank#}9{#/blank#}comes to advertisements, we must all use our {#blank#}10{#/blank#}(intelligent) and not be a slave to them.

    Longjing tea, {#blank#}1{#/blank#} has topped the list of the ten most famous teas in China with Nits color, taste and shape, {#blank#}2{#/blank#} (name) after its production region-Longjing Village of West Lake. The good environment and water resources have contributed much to the {#blank#}3{#/blank#}(grow) of the tea, confirming the saying that "Longjing tea is the {#blank#}4{#/blank#} (good) among all of the teas in the world".

    Thanks {#blank#}5{#/blank#} Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty, the tea has earned a high reputation. The story went that Emperor Qianlong visited the mountain during his Hangzhou travels, and he saw some ladies picking the tea at {#blank#}6{#/blank#} foot of the mountain. He was so interested in their movements that he decided to have a go himself While {#blank#}7{#/blank#}(pick) the tea, he received the news of his mother's illness, so he carelessly put the leaves in his right sleeve and{#blank#}8{#/blank#}(leave) Hangzhou for Beijing. He visited his mother {#blank#}9{#/blank#} (immediate) upon his arrival in Beijing, and his mother smelt the fragrance of the tea leaves from his sleeves and wanted to have a taste. After drinking a cup of tea, she found herself completely {#blank#}10{#/blank#} (refresh), and she even praised it as a cure for all ills. From then on, it was listed as the tribute tea.

    One day, I saw a kid walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked as if he was carrying all of his books. I had quite a weekend {#blank#}1{#/blank#} (plan), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw {#blank#}2{#/blank#} bunch of kids running towards him. They ran at him, {#blank#}3{#/blank#} (knock) all his books out of his arms and he landed in the dirt. His {#blank#}4{#/blank#} (glass) went flying. He looked up and I saw the terrible {#blank#}5{#/blank#} (sad) in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his things. Later, we talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. “Thankfully, I {#blank#}6{#/blank#} (save). My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.” Not until that moment did I realize its {#blank#}7{#/blank#} (deep). Never underestimate the power of your actions. {#blank#}8{#/blank#} a small gesture, you can change a person's life. For {#blank#}9{#/blank#} (good) or for worse, God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way. As you can see, friends are angels {#blank#}10{#/blank#} lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

    A father was worried about his son, {#blank#}1{#/blank#} was sixteen years old but had no courage at all. So his father determined {#blank#}2{#/blank#} (call) on a Buddhist monk to train his boy. The Buddhist monk said {#blank#}3{#/blank#}the boy's father, "You should leave your son alone here.

    I'll make him into a real man within three months. {#blank#}4{#/blank#}, you can't come to see him during this period." Three months later, the boy's father returned. The Buddhist monk arranged a boxing match between the boy and an{#blank#}5{#/blank#} (experience) boxer. Each time the fighter {#blank#}6{#/blank#} (attack) the boy, he fell down, but at once the boy stood up; and each time the boy was knocked down, the boy stood up again. Several times later, the

    Buddhist monk asked, "{#blank#}7{#/blank#}do you think of your child?" "What a shame!" the boy's father said, "I never thought he would be so {#blank#}8{#/blank#}(easy) knocked down. I needn't have him left here {#blank#}9{#/blank#} longer."

    "I am sorry that is all you see. Don't you see that each time he falls down, he stands up again instead of {#blank#}10{#/blank#} (cry)? That's the kind of courage you wanted him to have."