"Face it，Andy．You sold your heart the day you put on that first pair of Jimmy Choo's．"That line from the movie The Devil Wears Prada is an example showing how a shoemaker has become famous in the fashion world．

    Jimmy Choos （Zhou Yangjie）was born in Malaysian and he is a Malaysian Chinese，born in 1961 into a family of shoemakers．He created his first pair of shoes at age 11．His family couldn't pay for his schooling，so he dropped out at a young age．He had to work with his father to support the family．But his dream to be a fashion designer never disappeared，so he did all he could to enter an art college and finally took up a position in the fashion world through his talent and willpower．

    Choo graduated from a college in London and had a small workshop there．He hit the international fashion scene when Vogue magazine described his designs in eight pages in 1988．His work was immediately popular and got love and support from Diana，Princess of Wales．

    Jimmy Choo shoes are known for their very high heels（鞋跟）and pointed toes．However，he does some flats and lower﹣heeled shoes for other women．Choo co﹣founded Jimmy Choo Ltd．with Tamara Mellon，UK Vogue editor，but left the company in 2001．

    Jimmy Choo shops have opened around the world，so his designs are easier to get to those who want a designer shoe，and can afford his prices．Choo also has a website where shoppers can view his ready to wear designs．The brand（牌子）of Jimmy Choo has been comparable to top brands，like Channel，LV，etc．But it's still young and has a bright future．

    We can't imagine how hard it is for Choo to stand out in the worldwide fashion! He must have made greater efforts and had more difficulties than others．And so he did．So stop complaining about why good luck isn't always falling on you and devote yourselves to your work now．

    Frank is my brother. He is twenty-one years old. He is a waiter. He works in Green Restaurant. He works very hard. And he is kind to people. So his boss Mr. Green likes him very much. Every weekend he always gets some money from his boss. But Frank isn't happy because he doesn't like his job. He thinks it's boring. He likes singing. He sings very well and he can sing songs in English. So he wants to be a singer. He likes Jay Chou best and he likes his English song Thousands of Miles Apart.

    On Nov.18th,1908,three men went up in a balloon（气球）.They started early in London. The headman was Augusta Gaudron, and the other two men were Tannar and Maitland. They had a big balloon and they were ready for a long way.

    Soon they heard the sea. They were carrying the usual rope（绳子）,and it was hanging down from the basket of the balloon. At the end of the rope they had tied a metal box. This could hold water, or it could be empty. So they were able to change its weight. It was for use over the sea. They were also carrying some bags of sand.

    After the sun rose, the balloon went higher. It went up to 3,000 meters, and the air was very cold. The water in the balloon became ice. Snow fell past the men's basket, and they could see more snow on the ground. The men tried to throw out some more sand; but it was hard. They tried to break the icy sand with their knives, but it was not easy. The work was slow and they were still falling, so they had to drop some whole bags of sand. One of them fell on an icy lake and made a black hole in the ice.

    At last they pulled the box into the basket. It was still snowing, so they climbed to get away from the snow. They rose to 5,100 metres! Everything became icy. They were so cold that they decided to land. They came down in Poland heavily but safely. They had travelled 1, 797 kilometers from London!

    I'm not much of a crier most of the time. But recently when I was reading a book on a plane, l started crying. Of course, it came as a big surprise when tears came up, no matter how hard I tried, I wasn't able to control myself.

    Oh no, not this now, I thought to myself. But even as the thought entered my brain, I felt the first hot drop of salty water coming down my face. I put my head down, hoping that I could go on reading.

    In fact, the harder I tried, the more team pushed their way out of my eyes. You could guess how surprised the man next to me looked.

    I dropped my head in shame. He must think I was crazy. Maybe I could turn toward him, hold up the cover of the book and say in my crying voice, "Pm sorry, sir. It's just a really good book!" But I didn't say anything. Instead, I just put my head back against the seat and let the team run. Do you know what decision I made while I was crying? My decision was that it was okay if he thought I was crazy. I'd rather be crazy than be the kind of person who wouldn't cry when the situation called for it, or who wouldn't let herself feel anything at all.

    I've been that girl who has spent so much time trying to make sure people didn't think 1 was crazy. But now I don't want to be that girl any more--that bored and sad girl. I'd rather be this girl who is able to forgive(原谅), love and act, even if it means being disappointed or being hurt again and again.

    One Sunday evening, it was quite dark when old Stanley went for his walk. He was walking along the sidewalk. Suddenly, he saw a white car coming around the corner at high speed. It was going too fast and crashed into a red car in the street where he was walking. He rushed up to the cars to see if anyone was hurt and needed help.

    The two drivers were arguing.

    "You came around the corner too fast," one man said.

    "No!" said the driver of the white car, "That's not true! Your car was parked in a wrong place."

    Stanley listened to their argument and then said the white car driver was wrong to drive too fast. The driver of red car asked Stanley to prove he was right in court(法庭). Stanley gave the driver his name and telephone number.

    Next Thursday morning, Stanley was asked to go to the court. The lawyer for the driver of the white car asked him a lot of questions about what he had seen. Then he asked Stanley how old he was.

    "I'm eighty-two," answered Stanley.

    "Do you usually wear glasses?" asked the lawyer.

    "Yes, I do," answered Stanley.

    "Were you wearing them on the night of the accident?" the lawyer asked.

    "No," replied Stanley.

    Then the lawyer said, "Why should the court believe you? You are eighty-two years old, you were not wearing your glasses, and it was dark. How far can you see in the dark?" Stanley thought about it for a minute. "Well," he said, "when it's dark, I can see the moon. How far is that?"