Early one morning, an old woman was carrying a big basket of potatoes on her head to the market. She hoped to1them to the people from town.

     The mountain road was narrow and the old woman was walking 2, because she did not want to have 3and lose her potatoes.

     Suddenly she 4 a loud bell, and a bicycle came round the corner.

     It passed her and went very fast 5the hill. The old woman had to jump to one side of the 6 so quickly that the basket of potatoes nearly fell into the valley.

     She looked up and saw that a young boy was on the bicycle. He was 7 on without even 8 round to see whether the old woman was all right. The old woman began to shout,“Come back, young man! You dropped something!”

     When he heard this, the boy stopped the bicycle so suddenly that he nearly fell off .

     Then he turned and began to 9the bicycle back up to the hill.“What is it?”he asked,“What did I drop?”“Little boy,”the old noman answered, “you dropped your 10.”

    Ever since I was ten years old, I have decided to do everything on my own though I couldn't really understand them.

    When I was young , I always 1 the summer holiday with my grandfather at the mountain farm in Western Norway (挪威). 2 my grandfather had to work all day himself, he could spare some time for me.

    One day my grandfather said to me, "Come. I have a toy boat for you." I followed him to a workroom 3. However, nothing like that was there 4 a block of wood. "Is that the boat…?" I asked curiously. "No one can give you what you do for 5. With your own hands, you'll make it out of wood. Then it will be the 6 boat in your heart." Finally, I finished it with his help. Seeing the boat 7 in the lake Storvassdal, I felt 8 and thought everything nice around me.

    Good times don't last long. I had to 9 to America. Feeling sad, I hid my boat under a big rock at Storvassdal. Moreover, I didn't know that was the 10 time I saw my grandfather.

    Years later, I returned to the mountain farm with my parents and children. I searched for my boat, but 11. I was about to 12 when I touched something different under a big rock. Luckily, I found the boat which 13 grandfather and me. Holding it, I felt my grandfather was there and we 14 were together again.

    As time went by, each time I held the boat, I carved (刻) the year. My grandfather seemed 15. I went on the last trip to the farm with my grandchildren. High in the mountain, I hope they would understand the importance of the boat and its simple sign of self-reliance (自立).

Baloo was an old brown bear. He enjoyed {#blank#}1{#/blank#}(teach) Mowgli. He taught him how to speak to the different Jungle-People,{#blank#}2{#/blank#}he taught him the important Master-Words. But Mowgli {#blank#}3{#/blank#}(real) got bored with all the lessons. One day, when he was not listening, Baloo was angry, and Mowgli {#blank#}4{#/blank#}(run) away unhappily. 

Bagheera was not happy about this. He said {#blank#}5{#/blank#} Baloo, "Remember how small he is.{#blank#}6{#/blank#} can his little brain remember all your long words? "

"These words will keep him safe from the Snake-People and all the other {#blank#}7{#/blank#}(animal), "said Baloo." It is {#blank#}8{#/blank#}(true) that he is small. But no on will hurt {#blank#}9{#/blank#} (he) if he remembers all the Master-Words. Come, Mowgli! "he called into the trees. "Come and say the words again. "

Mowgli climbed down from {#blank#}10{#/blank#} tree and came to sit next to them. "I will say the words to Bagheera, not you! " he said crossly(生气地).

It was the last day of our final exam. On the steps of one building, a group of engineering (工程学) students were 1 their exam, which would begin in a few minutes. There was 2 on their faces. This was their last exam—then on to graduation and jobs. After four years of college, they felt 3 to see the world. 

The exam, they knew, would be easy. The professor (教授) said they could bring any books or notes they wanted. They entered the room. The professor 4 the papers. And smiles became bigger as the students saw there were only 5 essay (论文) questions. 

Three hours passed. The professor began to collect the papers. The students no longer looked confident. 6 they looked scared. The professor asked "How many of you finished all five questions?" Not a hand was 7 . 

"How many answered four?" Still no hands. "Three? Two? One; then?" But the class still stayed 8 . The professor put down the papers. "That is exactly what I expected, " he said. "I just want to tell you that9 you have finished four years of college, there are still many things you don't know. The questions you could not answer are about things you will work with every day."

Then, smiling, he added, "You will all pass this course, but remember——although you are now college graduates, your education has just started." Not everyone remembers this professor's name. But 10 of his students remember his final lesson. 

I'm Nancy. I live in a small but nice {#blank#}1{#/blank#}. In the center of our town is a hotel. It's on Center Street. The police station is on the{#blank#}2{#/blank#}, too.

 There are all kinds of shops in town. I {#blank#}3{#/blank#} buy food in Alan's food shop. And {#blank#}4{#/blank#} from the food shop, there is a pet shop. {#blank#}5{#/blank#} the pet shop is a shoe shop. We also have a bank. It's near the pet shop. People can keep their {#blank#}6{#/blank#} in it. And next to the bank, there are two {#blank#}7{#/blank#}, Their food is very delicious and we can have {#blank#}8{#/blank#} drinks there. The clothing shops and the post office are in the {#blank#}9{#/blank#} of the town.

There is a small library near my home. Every weekend, my sister  {#blank#}10{#/blank#} going there to read books.

I love my beautiful town!

What an amazing horse! Even though more than a thousand years have passed, we can still feel the power within its burning eyes, orderly teeth and kicking hooves. Night-Shining White, now kept in the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York, is regarded as one of the most important horse paintings in the history of Chinese art. Its artist, Han Gan, is known for his drawing skills. 

Born into a poor family in the early Tang Dynasty, the young Han Gan had to help support his family by working in a local wine shop. His talent(才能) in art was discovered by accident when he was sent to the poet Wang Wei's house to co llect payment for some wine. While waiting at the gate, Han Gan used a stick(木棍) to draw pictures on the ground and was seen by the poet. Wang Wei decided to help the young man to study painting. Because of Han's natural talent and years of hard work, he was finally chosen to work for Emperor Xuanzong. 

The Tang emperors were crazy about horses. At that time, the most common way to study horse painting was to copy the works of other painters. Han Gan's way, however, was different — he studied the animal itself. He often visited the royal stables(马厩) and even lived with the stable workers for some time. The horses, whether resting or moving, offered him a lot of ideas. The more time he spent studying these horses, the more his understanding of them grew. Day by day, Han Gan painted the horses, showing every de tail that he saw with his own eyes. 

Those who saw Han Gan's horse paintings were all surprised at his skills, saying that his horses could gallop(疾驰) off the paper. Even Su Shi, the famous poet of the Song Dynasty. expressed his admiration for Han Gan as one of the best horse painters with the words, "The horses painted by Han Gan are real horses. "