Long long ago, there was a beautiful little girl. She was 1because she had no family and no home. She only had her clothes and some bread. But she was very kind.

 A man asked her2she had something to eat. She gave him her3.

A child cried and told her that his 4was very cold. So she gave him her hat.

Then, she met a child with no coat. She gave him her coat.

One day, in the cold5forest, she met another child who

 6her dress. The little girl thought that it was dark and

7could see her, so she gave her dress away. At last, she had almost nothing: no family, nowhere to live, nothing to eat and little to wear.

8, stars fell from the sky. These stars became beautiful pieces of money. With the money, she9a new dress and a coat.

The little girl was rich for the10of her life and she still helped the people in need with her money.

    It was a fine spring day for a walk down the street. A mother and her two little girls walked along the sidewalk, happily laughing.  1, a hundred small alien ships appeared on the horizon. They started  2 off some electric rays. People screamed. Children cried. There was  3 everywhere.

    There came the tingling sound of glasses breaking everywhere. People fled in every   4. The mother was jostled (推) and lost hold of her 5. She raced around shouting and crying for her kids. She thought they were lost to her forever.

    The sky cleared up. The aliens were 6. But there was no sight of the children. Heart-broken, the mother reached her house, crying her eyes out.

    She heard someone 7“Mamma”. Was it her kids? She frantically (慌忙地) 8 around. There they were! Hand in hand they came running towards her. She ran towards them, too. Her arms stretched out 9 to hug them. She opened her eyes. The pillow felt wet. It was a dream!

    She raced to the kids' bedroom. Her lovely girls were sleeping peacefully. She kissed both their foreheads and  10“love you”.

    Jennie sat at her window as usual， looking out upon the street， with a look of sadness on her face， “what a long day this is going to be!”

    Then she saw a little boy running down the street， swinging his schoolbag. Looking up to the window， he took off 1 hat and bowed with a bright， pleasant smile.

    “What a nice 2 ， ” said Jennie to herself， as the boy ran out of sight. “It seems like having the sunshine. I wish everybody who goes by would look up 3 smile.

    George， the little boy， told his mother about that 4 girl when he got back home， “she looks so helpless. I wish I could do something for her.”

    “Why not give her some 5?”said his mother. George agreed.

    The next morning， as Jennie 6 at the window again， she saw George with a handful of beautiful flowers carefully picking his way across the street. He stopped in front of her window， smiling pleasantly， and said， “can I come in?” Jennie told him 7 to get into the house. Opening the door to Jennie's gentle “come in”， George said， “I've brought you some flowers.”

    “Are they for me?”said Jennie 8. “How kind you are，” she continued， as George put the flowers on her lap. I've 9 received any flower since we moved to the town.”“Did you live in the countryside?”asked George， 10 the old， small and empty room.“Yes，” said Jennie.

    Jennie used to have a happy family and live in a beautiful house in the countryside. However， she lost her right leg in an accident. She 11 walk like other people any longer. Later， her father died， and her mother was sick 12 so many years that their money was all gone. They sold the house， and moved here to get work to do.

    George told his parents 13. They decided to help her. More and more people in the 14 gave Jennie friendly smiles when they passed by her house. She was greatly cheered up. A few months later， Jennie and her mother 15 a flower shop. People could always see Jennie sitting in the shop， having a lovely smile on face.

   "Jane, please let me borrow a dollar," Jenny asked as they stood in the school lunch line." I have one in my jacket, but I don't want to1and lose my place."

   "OK," agreed Jane.

    Jane waited all day for Jenny to2back the dollar she borrowed, but Jenny always seemed to be3."She just forgets about it," thought Jane." I don't want to make her angry." Still, her money didn't go4. Some classmates, like Jenny, were5five dollars a week.

    Weeks went by. At last Jane got enough courage to ask her about the money.

   "Oh Jane, I6!" Jenny said." I'll bring the dollar tomorrow." The next day Jenny seemed to have forgotten again. During the noon hour, Jane saw her buying sweets for Mary and Ann. Jenny saw Jane looking at her.7she said something in a low voice to the other two girls. Jane felt8and asked her teacher if she could go back to the classroom.

    In the classroom, Jane saw two new pencils on Jenny's desk. An9came to her," Jenny's not10recently, and anyway, she really owes (欠)me. Besides, she has money to buy more. A dollar doesn't mean anything to her, but it means a lot to me."

    When I was about 12 years old, I had an enemy, a girl who liked to tell me about my weak points. Week by week her list became1I was very short, I wasn't a good student, I talked too much, and so on. I tried to stand all of these as possible as I could. Finally, I became very angry. I ran to my father with tears in my eyes.

    He listened to me2, and then asked, "Are the things that she said true or not? Jane, have you ever3what you're really like? Now you have that girl's ideas. Go and make a list of everything she said and mark the points that are true. Pay no attention to the other things that she said. "

    I did as he told me. To my great4, I found that about half of the things were true. Some of them I couldn't change, like being very short, but a great number of them I could. I wanted to change the bad things, and for the first time I knew something about myself in a very clear way.

    I brought the list back to my father. He refused to take it. "That's just for you," he said," you know better than5else the truth about yourself, but sometimes others' opinions are also important, so you have to learn how to6, and not just close your ears in anger and feel hurt. When something that is said about you is true, you'll find that it will be of help to you. Our world is full of people who think that they know you. Don't shut your ears. Listen to all of them, but hear the truth and do what you think is the right thing to do." I have remembered my father's advice at many important moments. I have never had a better piece of advice in my whole life.

    One day, a farmer was walking along a road with his son Thomas when they saw a horseshoe on the ground. The father said to his son, "Look at the horseshoe on the ground. Go and1the horseshoe and put it in your bag, my son." But Thomas said, "If I do so, it will waste my time." His father said nothing but picked it up himself. When they2a nearby town, they had a rest. There the farmer sold the horseshoe and3some strawberries with the money.

    The father and the son went on walking. The sun was high up in the4. They soon drank up all their water and there was not a house or even a tree for them to have a rest. Thomas felt5thirsty to walk on. At that time, his father gave him a strawberry and he6ate it. After a while, his father gave him another strawberry and once again, his son got it quickly and put it in his mouth.

    And so they7walking. The old farmer gave strawberries and the son ate them. When Thomas had eaten up all the strawberries, his father said to him, "My dear son, if you picked up that8, you would have your own strawberries to eat. Always remember the9: if you don't worry about the little things, you will find it difficult to do the10things. "