Many years ago, there lived an old man with his three sons, Dharma, Harrison and Keith, in a village. The man worked hard when he was young, so he had the largest farmyard and the most beautiful house in the village. However, his sons were all born to be lazy, which made him disappointed. He was worried that his sons would use up his money and starve to death.

    One day, the old man came up with a plan. He called his sons and said to them, "Look, my dear sons. There is lots of hidden gold in the land at the farmyard. If you work together, you may find it."

    In a wish to find out the gold, his sons worked hard from the morning to the evening digging and digging all through the land. Three days had passed, but they didn't find what they were looking for. They got frustrated and angry. They decided to give up and returned to ask their father.

    "There is no gold in the land. We are cheated."

    "Since the land has been dug soft, why don't you plant some crops there?" was the reply of the father to the sons.

    Off went the sons. Soon the whole once useless land was rich crops.

    "This is the real gold, my sons," said the proud father.

    I know my brother better than anyone else in the world. Since the moment of his birth, I've been part of his life. I had spent seven happy years in the world with the attention of those around me. But when Rohan was born, life changed. All of a sudden, I had to share my toys and there were no more bedtime stories or my own choice of food.

    Finally, I hated this small boy. The poor baby had no idea what had made me so unhappy. Maybe he found me strange, the only person in this house who did not like him. Whatever the reason was, he loved following me around. However, I seldom talked to him and always asked him to leave me alone.

    Then all that changed. I hardly remember everything of that day six years ago, but I do remember that I was feeling very angry. Then I found myself in my brother's room. I couldn't help reaching my hand through the bars of his bed. At once, he reached his small hand and softly touched mine. And that was all I needed. Through all the unhappiness of the day, that one moment changed everything. How could I hate someone who made me feel so important? For the first time, I saw my brother through the eyes of a sister. Suddenly I realized love from my family was always with me.

    To this day, I can't imagine life without my brother. It is unbelievable how much I have learned about life from a seven-year-old boy. Above all, Rohan has taught me that one should not care only for himself.

    Mike was the kind of guy you love to hate. He was always happy and always had something interesting to say. If someone asked him how he was doing, he would reply, "Couldn't be better!" He was really a care-free young man and never felt tired.

    Mike used to say, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, 'Mike, you have two choices (选择) today. You can choose to be happy or you can choose to be upset.' I choose to be happy. Each time something happens, I am always ready to learn a good lesson. I choose to learn from life."

    I tried to understand what he said. Indeed life is all about choices. Every situation is a choice. The bottom line is: You're living your life and you make it either happy or sad.

    Several years later I had a car accident and my legs were seriously injured. When I was lying on the ground, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live or choose to die. I chose to live.

    People like to say, "Choose the one you love and love the one you choose." Why not choose the one we love and live happily?

If you ask people of different countries" Could you tell me the way to the post office?", you will get 1 answers. 

 In Japan, people 2 landmarks(路标) instead of street names. For example, the Japanese will say to 3 , " Go straight down to the corner, 4 left at the big hotel and go past a fruit market. The post office is across from the bus stop. "

 In Kansas, America, there are no 5 or buildings within(在…之内) miles. So instead of landmarks, people will tell you 6 and distance(距离). 7 , people will say, " Go north two miles(英里). Turn 8 , and then go another mile. "

 People in Greece sometimes do not even try to give directions because few visitors 9 the Greek language. They will often say, "10 me. " Then he or she will take you through the streets of the city to the post office. Sometimes 11 a person doesn't know the answer to your question he or she, like a New Yorker, might say, " Sorry, I have no 12 . " But in Yucatan, Mexico, no one13 "I don't know. " People there think"I don't know" is not 14 . They usually give an answer but often a 15 one. A visitor can often get lost in Yucatan!