I first met Windy, a six-year-old girl, on the beach near where I lived. She was building a sand house there. She looked up, and her eyes were as blue as the sea. Every time when I felt unhappy, I drove to the beach.  

      "Hello, Miss Agnes," she said. I answered, but I didn't really want to stop her. "I'm building," she said. I saw that.

    "What is it?" I asked her. "Oh, I don't know. I just like the feeling of the sand." Oh, that's good, I thought, and took off my shoes to join her. A sandpiper (一种叫做鹬的水鸟) flew by. She told me that it would make me happy. I felt better then.

      A week later on my next visit, I learned that Windy lived in a cottage (小屋) and didn't go to school. Soon after that, my mother died, and I rushed to the beach to be alone. I didn't want to say anything when Windy came up to me. "Why?" she asked.

      I turned to her and shouted, "Because my mother died!" "Oh," she said quietly, "then today is a bad day."

      A month later, I went to the beach but couldn't find Windy. I missed her so much that I visited her house. I learned that Windy had died of leukemia (白血病), but she left a picture of a sandpiper for me.

        In a nice house there lived an old man. Behind the house there was a big garden. He planted many plants there. He took care of his flowers all the time, watering and fertilizing (施肥) them.

       One day a young man went by the garden. He looked at the beautiful flowers, imagining how happy he could be if he lived in such a beautiful place. Then, suddenly he found the old gardener was blind. He was very _________ about this and asked, “You can't see these flowers. Why are you busy taking care of them every day?”

       The old man smiled and said, “I can tell you some reasons  . First, I was a gardener when I was young, and I really like this job. Second, although I can't see these flowers, I can touch them. Third, I can smell the sweetness of them. As to the last one, that's you.”       

       “Me? But you don't know me,” said the young man.

       “Yeah, it's true that I don't know you. But I know that flowers are angels that everybody knows. We enjoy the happiness these flowers have brought us.”

       The blind man's work opened our eyes and pleased our heart, which also made his life happier. It was just like Beethoven, who became deaf in his later life and wrote many great musical words. Beethoven himself couldn't hear  his wonderful music, but his music has encouraged millions of people to face their difficulties bravely. Isn't it one kind of happiness?

    Henry Smith taught science at the City School. One day, he went to a bookstore and bought some books. Most of them were expensive. He left them in his Car in a quiet street. Then he went and bought some other things at other shops. At 6 o'clock he came back to the car. One window was open and the books were gone. Henry drove back to his home in Lake Street.

    That night he wrote a letter to a newspaper. The next day he went to the police station.

    On Friday people read an advertisement(广告) in the newspaper.

BOOKS WANTED

DO YOU HAVE ANY BOOKS THAT YOU NO LONGER WANTED? I BUY OLD AND MODERN BOOKS. OPEN ALL DAY ON SATURDAY. HENRY SMITH, 18 LAKE STREET.

    Henry stayed at home on Saturday. His first visitor came at 8 o'clock.

    Henry took him to the kitchen. At half past nine another man arrived. He had a bag under his arm.

    "Mr. Smith?" the man asked.

    "That's right," Henry said, "Can I help you?"

    "I have some good books. You buy books, don't you?"

    "Yes, bring them in. I'll have a look at them."

    Soon the books were on the dining-table.

    "Come in now, " Henry called out, "And bring the list."

    A policeman came into the dining-room. He read the titles(书名) on the books and those on the list in his hand. They were the same.

    "Come with me, Sir," the policeman said to the man.

    Bob comes out of the station and at first he doesn't know the way where to go. This is the first time he comes to this town. He's a president (总裁) in a company(公司). He comes to see his good friend, Peter. Peter is a worker and works in a car factory (工厂). But Bob doesn't know where the factory is. He walks in the street. He passes a hospital (医院), a post office, a bookshop and at last he gets to a school. Some students are coming out. He asks one of them, "Excuse me, do you know where the Red Star Car Factory is?" "Of course, I know. I live there. My father works in that factory. It's outside the town," answers the boy. "Is it far from here? Can you show me the way, please? "Bob asks again. "Yes, I'm going home now. Will you please go with me? I'll take you there." "That's great! Thank you very much." "You are welcome. Then let's go to that bus stop. We'll take a No 1 bus there."