Good morning, everyone. I want to 1 you about my neighbor(邻居)，Mr. White. There are 2 people in Mr. White's family. Mr. White is a manager of a big shop. Mrs. White teaches English in a university(大学).Her students like her very much 3 she is interesting. The Whites have two 4 . The son is Tim. He is thirteen. The daughter is Nell. She is twelve. There is also a brown 5 in their family. 6 name is Stella.

    Mr. White loves sports and he is good at playing tennis. Mrs. White likes 7 . She draws many beautiful pictures. Tim 8 listening to music. He has many CDs. Justin Bieber is his favorite singer. 9 is Nell's hobby? She likes doing some 10 . She has a lot of books in her room now. On Sunday, then take their cat to the nark and they often have a .good time there.

    At the age of 12, most of the kids like to  watch  TV  or1 online games.  But the 12-year-old Jaysea is 2  teaching yoga. She finished 200 hours teacher training and is the youngest yoga  3  now.

    She teaches kids and teenagers yoga. "I want to do this for a long time  4I love so much," says Jaysea, the girl  5long blonde hair and long legs. She seems quieter 6 more serious than most other kids.

    She 7  a twin brother and a 15-year-old  brother.  Their  parents, Rick and Julie  said, "They only go to school three days a  8  . We tell them to think about  9  they want to    do and they have  10  days to do it. And when they finish high school, they will get their favorite11  . "

    Her father says she still 12her best at school. "She finishes all her homework and she13wants to miss a class."

    School doesn't 14before 9:45 a.m. or 10:30 a.m., so Jaysea has enough time to do practice every15at home for an hour.

    When my daughter, Sophie, was admitted to a college we were very happy, but a little worried about becoming empty nesters(空巢老人). I knew I had to do something, starting with the summer before she was away from home.

    Sophie had a pack of colourful blouses. I knew she wouldn't wear them anymore, so I decided to make a quilt(被子) out of them. I tried to work on the quilt when Sophie 1 – which turned out to be often. She was very busy with her friends. Even when she was at home, her door was shut more than usual. This made me feel a bit hurt.2 we didn't have much time together before she went to college.

When we arrived at the college, a wave of emotion flooded me. Sophie saw it in my face. She took a beautiful 3 from her bag. "I made this for you, Mom," she said. Then I knew why she had been staying behind a 4door that summer. It was an album of photographs recording the life of our family over the last 17 years.

    I broke into tears. Some of it was sadness at having to let her go, but some of it was 5I knew that our connection was more 6 than ever as we would always be connected by the strongest link, the love that went into every stitch(针脚) of her quilt and every photo in my album.

In Sophie's dormitory room I unfolded the quilt on her bed. For a moment she was speechless. Then she threw her arms around me. "Mom, I love you," she said. One of her new friends was calling her outside. Sophie turned, and I let her go.

    This boy is Peter Smith.His 1 name is Peter.His 2 name is Smith.This is 3 school.His school 4 number is 200-4856.His teacher is Miss White.Miss White 5 a good teacher.Li Min is a Chinese boy. He is Peter's good 6 at school. Look!7 a pencil box. Is it 8? I 9 know. Let's 10 Li Min at 495-6548.

    Resi and I walked to school together every morning. We linked up with some of the other village children. It was 1945 in Germany, and this was a1thing because of the war.

    Sometimes Resi and I took a shortcut, a little path 2a meadow(草地). One day, we saw a young stranger, chopping wood in the side yard of a house. We walked away quickly, 3 who he was.

    The next morning, there he was. He didn't seem to notice us,4we were only a few feet away. Again we stared, then ran away.

    Resi said that he was one of a small group of Americans being captured(俘虏) by the German army .We weren't afraid, just5. He looked nice.

    One morning some days later, the American 6from his woodpile. He smiled and said, "Hi."

    We didn't know any English. So, as usual, we ran away.

From then on, 7 we passed by, we would find the American working in the yard, almost as if he was 8 us. Every day, he waved and repeated his "Hi." We waved back and said "Hi" 9.

    After another week, another 10 English word "Bye-bye". We laughed and parroted it back: "Bye-bye."

    Later, the man came closer to the fence, and said, "Frankie."

    Resi and I became quite 11with our "Hi, Frankie; byebye, Frankie" morning routine.

    Sometimes he would be singing. "You are my sunshine ..." he sang over and over,12, until we could sing the whole song.

    One morning, Resi and I arrived, but there was no Frankie. We looked 13. No Frankie. We never saw him again.

    Years later, at a picnic with our American relatives, 14 started singing, "You are my sunshine…" Of course I remembered the words, and I 15joined in. I told them about Frankie. And to this day, whenever I hear the song, I remember Frankie and the wonderful legacy he left us: our first English lesson and many happy memories.

    I like eating rice, noodles, strawberries, ice-cream, hamburgers and so on. But my favorite 1 is dumplings. Every Sunday, my mother 2 many dumplings for me. If she has 3 time, I'll go to the supermarket to 4 some. Dumplings look 5 white boats. They are very delicious. 6 my birthday every year, I usually help my mother make a lot of dumplings. Do you 7 the reason？Because I often ask some friends to 8 them with me. There are different kinds of 9 and meat in them. My friends 10 like to eat them very much. We have a good time on my birthday.