Send Me to the Police Station

    Mr. Brown was good at singing.1he found work in a school.There he taught thestudents 2.He worked hard and most of his students sang  well.But he liked drinkingand  3much money on it.Sometimes he couldn't go to school on time.The headmaster toldhim to be careful of it.But soon he forgot it.

Once Mr. Brown drank much and 4in the street.The policemen carried him to school.The headmaster was so angry that he decided to send him away. Now he was out of work.Few people would help him.One morning he was very 5while he6by a beautiful house.He found the gate open and quickly went in.He wanted tofind some 7 .Suddenly he saw a man 8towards him.He went into a room.There were a lot of instruments(乐器)in it.And soon a girl came in.He had to lie under a desk.The girl began to sing.She sang badly but it lasted two hours.At twelve o'clock 9girl came to play the piano.She played even 10.Mr. Brown couldn't stay there any longer.He came out and said，“Send me to the police station.”

    The chicken and the duck are friends. They live on a 1They often walk around together and talk about many things. One morning, they play and 2near the pool together. The chicken and the duck 3talk about the cat. They think the cat is not 4 because he always looks at them with eyes wide open. “The cat is dangerous, so we must always keep our eyes 5when he is around.”

    Then they talk about the 6The dog is very friendly. The dog has lots of 7 It barks（狗吠） a lot and always runs 8What's more, the dog never runs after them. They both 9the dog.

    At last, they 10the farmer, a fifty-year-old old man. If they don't have the farmer, they have11to eat. He also feeds the cow, the pig, the sheep and many other12 on the farm. They like the farmer because he takes good care of everyone. “He is a 13 man and it's lucky of us to have such a farmer,” the chicken says to the duck 14 “We need the farmer and look forward to living with him forever 15 he can take good care of us all” says the duck. “I hope so” Answers the chicken.

    I wrote my first note to my mother and it said, "Hi, Mom! Have a nice day! 1, Marie!" I was twelve when I wrote it, and I 2 the note into her change purse (零钱包). My mother worked 3 a cleaner in a clothing factory. I knew that when she bought meals in the dining hall, she had to 4 changes in her purse. I didn't know that she always kept that note, and carried 5 with her.

    After that, I 6 folded the small piece of paper into my mother's change purse, she and I left each other secret notes. My mother usually hid her notes in the fridge, under a lamp 7 beside the TV set. I even found one hidden in my shoe. Gradually, I understood 8 notes became the records of our days, ideas and wishes. But to my mother and me, they were a life-long communication with each other that 9 else shared.

    On October 20, 2018, my mother 10 after an illness. I stood near her bed, holding her hand. I didn't cry on that day when my mom passed away (去世). A week 11, I even didn't cry. I was so thankful 12 she no longer had aches and pains.

    Recently, I13a note that my mom left me. It was hidden in the pages of my favorite childhood book for years. It14"Dear Marie, I love you always. Miss you a lot. Don't forget me. Be15! Love, Mom" That day, I cried.

I was walking along a busy road when I noticed a young man standing near the crossing selling toys.1I would hurry past such sellers. But I found this young man was 2, so I stood for some time without crossing the street. I wanted to see how he sold his things.

Soon, a young mother with a little girl came by and the child set 3 eyes on one of the teddy bears. The mother asked the 4 and it was only one dollar. She 5 out a 10­dollar note from her handbag and told the young man that she was giving him 10 dollars and wanted the 6 back. I was wondering how he was going to do it. He told the young mother to put the money in the bag 7 around his neck and take out her change.

I realized that this young man depended on believing people would not cheat him. There was no way for him to know 8 someone took out more than they should have done. I was so 9. I bought a car model from him that I did not need. As I walked down the street, I gave the car model to a kid walking with his father.

I kept thinking that the world would be a better place if we could all learn to 10others more, like the young blind street seller.

Hello, I'm Zhang Xia. I have a good friend. He is English and his name is Jim. Look! This is 1 bedroom. It is a 2 nice room. A clock 3 some pictures are4 the wall. 5 are on the desk. There is a schoolbag on the chair. It's not his schoolbag. It's his sister's. 6 schoolbag is on the bed. Where is7 baseball? It's behind the door. What's that? 8 a cat! Its9 Mimi. It10 a hat.