① My little sister is spoilt(宠坏的). She has Dad wrapped around her finger. If I had done or said some of the things that she does when I was her age, I would have been in big trouble. Not her- she's Daddy's girl. She's three.

    ②An example: Dad asked her to get his glasses from the kitchen. My sister said, “You've got legs. You get them.” When he asked again, she said, "Benny's got legs. He can get them. "Mum and Dad thought she was funny. I just thought she was rude.

    ③One night she woke Dad and said she dreamed that "Benny was fighting a witch (巫婆)."Mum and Dad let her sleep in their bed the rest of the night. I never slept in their bed- not that I would have wanted to. She is so spoilt.

    ④One time at the beach after she'd been playing in the surf with Mum, my sister shouted that an "octopus's tentacles" had bitten (咬) her. Dad laughed his head off. It wasn't that funny. She was certainly imagining. I knew that's what she thought as I'd done a project on animals for school.

    ⑤She likes to do homework when I do mine. She sits next to me and pretends to write pages of homework. It's just letters such as the letters in her name that she repeats for row after row. Mum says she's just trying to be like me but it drives me crazy when I'm trying to fix my attention on my work.

    ⑥She took her favorite book, Animalia, to Kindy(幼儿园) this morning. When dad and I collected her from Kindy this afternoon, a boy had taken her book out of her locker and was being really careless with the pages. I could tell she didn't like him having her book. I took the book off the boy and told him to treat books nicely. My sister looked very happy.

    ⑦Later my Dad told me that my sister admires me. I guess that's pretty cool.

    It is sunny and warm today. A dog is sleeping.

    A panda comes to the dog and says, “You are a lazy dog. You don't do anything every day.”

    “What do I need to do?” asks the dog.

    “My owner(主人) gives me food to eat. My owner takes me out for a walk. My owner loves me. Ha! I eat, I go out for a walk and I sleep. I don't have any other things to do.”

    “But don't you have any ambitions(抱负)?” asks the panda.

    “Ambitions? What do I need ambitions to do? I'm just a dog,” says the dog.

    “What ambitions do you have?”

    “I often go to other countries and make friends with people there. So I can show the world that Chinese are friendly,” answers the panda.

    “Oh,” says the dog, “maybe I should do something for others.”

    It was Sunday. I had one last patient to see. She was an old woman, sting on her bed. trying to put socks on her swollen (肿胀的) ft. I walked in, spoke quickly to the nurse, and saw from her chart that she was in a good condition.

    She asked if l could help put on her socks. Instead, I started a monologue (长篇大论): "How are you feeling? Your sugars and blood pressure are also good today. The nurse said you're anxious to see your son who's visiting you today from far away. I believe you really look forward to seeing him.

    She stopped me with a serious voice. "Sit down, doctor. This is my story, not your story."

    I was surprised and embarrassed. I sat down. I helped her with the socks. She told me that her only son lived around the corner from her, but she had not seen him for five years. She believed that the big stress of this was a big reason for her health problems. After hearing her story and putting on her socks, I asked if there was anything else I could do. She shook her head and smiled. All she had wanted me to do was listen.

    Each story is different. Some are detailed; others are vague (含糊的). Some are true; others not. Yet all those things do not really matter. What matters to the storyteller is that the story is heard.

Qian Xuesen was a great scientist. {#blank#}1{#/blank#} He is also known as "the King of the Rocket." Thanks to his research, China's space technology has progressed in a rapid way.

Qian was born in Shanghai on December 11th, 1911. {#blank#}2{#/blank#} After graduation, he worked in America for a few years. In the early 1950s, he heard that New China had been founded (建立), and he decided to give up the good working conditions in America. Although the American government tried to stop him from leaving, he succeeded in coming back to China in 1955.

{#blank#}3{#/blank#} Then it became the leading organization for China's rocket and air travel. At that time, the conditions in China were too hard. {#blank#}4{#/blank#} On April 24, 1970, China's first man-made satellite (卫星), "Dongfanghong I" was successfully sent into the air.

A student of Qian Xuesen, Zhu Yilin, once said, "I learned professional knowledge and working spirit from Mr. Qian. {#blank#}5{#/blank#} When New China needed scientists badly, he returned to help in the rocket industry."

A. I sensed his deep love for our country, too.

B. Who visited Qian Xuesen when he was in China?

C. At the age of 24, he went to America to study.

D. But Qian and his team still faced the difficulties bravely.

E. He is known as "the Father of China's Space Program."

F. In 1956, Qian Xuesen suggested starting a special organization.

Our community library decided to offer a painting class. I told my friend Ella, and we both signed up.

On the big day, our first 1 was to paint a white vase of cheerful yellow sunflowers against a blue background.

We were asked to paint our canvas (画布) 2 . It was easy to follow the instructor to move the brush. Although I had never painted before, I could tell I was a 3 . I started thinking about where I would hang my new masterpiece.

Immediately after that, however, I began to run into 4 . The first curved (弯曲的) line of my vase looked perfect, but when I painted the line on the opposite side, my hand slipped (打滑). I tried to 5 that white streak (条痕) with blue paint, but it didn't work.

While I was busy fixing my messy painting, the instructor explained how to paint the sunflower leaves. Things went downhill fast after that. My leaves looked like fat, green caterpillars (毛毛虫). When I failed to clean my paintbrush, I accidentally made the sunflowers green. I felt 6 when I saw how good everyone else's paintings looked.

Ella sweetly praised my sunflowers, perhaps feeling sorry for me. When I said that hers were much better, she looked surprised. "No, they're not. I messed up in at least five places." After a few seconds, she asked, "Want to 7 paintings?"

Until that moment, I had felt only dislike for my painting. And yet for some reason, giving it away felt wrong. It wasn't a perfect painting, but it was mine—the first one I had ever created. I knew Ella must have realized that she felt the same way when she suddenly shook her head and said. "Never mind."

My sunflower painting still hangs directly above my bed. I often look at it. Every time I look at it. I 8 . It always brightens my day and brings warmth to my room. I really like it now.

Good morning, my friends! Nice to meet you. 

{#blank#}1{#/blank#} I'm a middle school student in Hangzhou. My name is Jack Smith. Jack is my first name. What's my last name? My last name is Smith. It's my family name, too. 

{#blank#}2{#/blank#} What color is it?It's blue and white. I like it. But it isn't mine. I found it in my classroom. 

{#blank#}3{#/blank#} She is my sister. Her name is Mary Smith. Her first name is Mary. And her last name is Smith, too. What's her telephone number? It's 368-5689. 

{#blank#}4{#/blank#} They are Mike and Gina. Mike is my father's brother. Gina is Mike's wife. They have a son. His name is Eric. And he is my cousin. 

{#blank#}5{#/blank#} I can't find it. My grandparents,my parents and I are in the photo. I must find it. Can you help me?