Mr．and Mrs．Black want to go to Beijing．But their dog Bobby1go there with them.So they2him in a pet shop．

    Mr．and Mrs．Black get back home3Beijing very late at night on Sunday,4they leave Bobby at shop.On Monday morning，Mr.Black5dog back in his car．When he gets home，he says to his wife，“Bobby is barking(吠叫)all the time．I think he wants to6me something．Doesn't he like the7or doesn't he feel well?”

    Mrs．Black8 the dog carefully(仔细地)and then says.“You're9 ． He wants to tell you something．He wants to tell10that he isn't Bobby．”

    Beethoven had an ugly face and a very 1 temper(脾气), but people 2 him to their homes.When he lost his temper, they forgave(原谅)him.He was often poor and ill during his life.After one illness, he suddenly 3 himself deaf.At that time he was 4 31.What a blow it was on him!

    5 this didn't stop Beethoven 6 on in his life.He went on 7 much music. He wrote long pieces and short pieces, happy ones and 8 ones.During his life, he composed(作曲)about 300 pieces. 9 people's surprise, he wrote some of his best and most beautiful pieces 10 he became deaf.Many of them are known and loved all over the world.

    There was once a lonely girl 1 wanted love very much. One day while she was walking in the forests, she found two 2 birds. She took them home and put them in a small 3. She was happy to have two "friends". She 4 them with love and the birds grew strong. One day the girl 5 to leave the door of the cage open. The larger and the 6 of the two flew out of the cage. The girl was afraid that it 7away. She caught it quickly. She felt glad that she caught the bird before it could fly away. Suddenly she couldn't 8 a sound from the bird. When she opened her hand, the bird was already dead. Her 9 killed the bird! Then she noticed 10 bird jumping up and down 11 the cage. She could feel its great need for freedom. It wanted to fly into the clear, blue 12.So she lifted it from the cage and let it fly away highly. The bird circled once, twice, and three times. The girl 13 as the bird flew. She didn't care about 14 the bird any more, She wanted it to be happy. Suddenly the bird flew closer and landed softly on her shoulder. It sang the 15 song she had ever heard.

    The fastest way to lose love is to hold on it too tightly, and the best way to keep love is to give it wings.

    Becky had never been to the theater to see a movie before. She tried to 1 what it would be like. Mum said it was a really big screen. Dad said there were lots of speakers all around. She 2 what else she would, see and hear there.

    It was a long ride to the theater. Once inside, they stopped at the snack bar for a big bag of popcorn they could 3 and a large soda with three straws (吸管) in it. Then they went up to an entrance. A man checked their 4. Becky could hardly breathe. She was so 5!

    They went down a hallway with lots of cool posters and big cardboard advertisements for the newest 6. They found their theater and entered the dark room, going down another short walkway until they saw all of the seats. It was so big inside! "There must be hundreds of chairs," she thought.

    People came in, sitting in rows, eating popcorn and talking 7 the movie started. The lights were turned off soon after, and the screen came on. Wow, Mum sure was-right. Then the movie 8. Dad was right, too! Becky could feel the seats vibrate (振动) with the loud sound. It was an amazing experience.

    Over an hour later with popcorn gone, soda 9, and the movie over, Becky and her parents left the dark room. It was so bright outside. "Well? Did you like it?" Her parents asked as they got back in the car. "That was interesting. Let's come here 10 sometime!" Becky said happily.

    My father was a self-taught mandolin(曼陀林琴) player. He was one of the best players in our town. He could not1music, but if he heard a tune(曲子) a few times, he could play it. When he was young, he was a2of a small country music band. They played at local dances and played for the local radio station on a few occasions.

    At home Dad often took out his mandolin and played for the family. We three children sang along.3played the mandolin like my father. He could4your heart with the music that came out of that old mandolin. He seemed to shine when he was playing. You could see his5in his ability to play so well for his family.

    But Dad had to find another6in a factory later because the money he made at the band wasn't enough to7the family. Unluckily he had an8one day and lost one finger. He couldn't play as9as before. From then on, every time we asked him to play, he would make up excuses to 10 down our request. However, we missed his performances so much.11, he agreed and said, "Okay, but remember, I can't hold down the strings (琴弦) the way I12 to."

    When he played the old mandolin, it carried us back to a13, happy time in our lives. Dad was that kind of man,14 was what he was doing all his life. If he could give 15 to others, he would, especially his family. He was always there, sacrificing(牺牲) his time to see that his family had enough in their life.