I have a little dog. Its name is Jim. Every morning Jim goes to the shop in the village. The girl in the shop gives him two things: a sweet（糖） and a newspaper. Jim eats the sweet and takes the newspaper in his mouth. Then he runs home.

    I like reading my newspaper in bed before I get up. Jim knows that and he brings the newspaper to my bedroom. When I am eating my breakfast he brings all the letters to me. After that he goes outside to wait for the bus. When he sees the bus coming down the road, he makes a noise（噪音）. I run out, and the bus stops for me. Jim never lets me miss the bus.

My dear son,

    Your letter of last week reached us yesterday, and I only have $13 left at present, which I will send to you with this letter. I may sell the other pig next week and meet the need of what you wanted. I will probably have to wear the old overcoat to meetings again this winter, but that doesn't matter as long as you are getting education(教育).

    I want you to be well educated so that you can go anywhere and spell the hardest word. I want you to be able to go among the Romans or the Medes and Persians and talk to any of them in their own language. I never had any advantages when I was a boy, but your mother and I decided that we would support(支持) your learning no matter how much it may take though it means cutting down our daily living costs.

    I hope you will get your education as cheap as you can, for it is a big job for your mother and me to pay the school fees. I knew education comes high but I didn't know the clothes also cost so much. Now look at that basketball suit, and that bathing suit, and that lawn-tennis suit, I don't care about the money, because you say a young man can't really educate himself successfully and completely without them, but I wish you'd send home what you get through with this fall, and I will wear them through the winter under my other clothes. We have much colder winters here than we used to, or else I am failing in bodily health. Last winter I tried to go through without underclothes, the way I did when I was a boy, but a Manitoba wave came down our way and picked me out of a crowd.

    I am not much of a mean man, so you will have to excuse this letter. We are all quite well, except your old grandpa, whose shoulders badly hurt, and hope this will find you enjoying the same great blessing.

Your father

    There is an old tiger in the forest. He doesn't want to look for food now. He often asks other animals to get him something to eat.

    One day, he sees a monkey and says, "I am hungry, monkey. Go to the village and get me something to eat. "

    "I can't do that now, tiger," the monkey says, "There is another tiger over there. He will not let me get anything for you to eat. I am afraid of him. "

    "What?" cries the old tiger. "Take me to that tiger. I will talk to him."

    The monkey and the tiger get to the bridge over the river. "Now look down at the water." says the monkey. "Do you see the tiger?"

    "Yes, I do," cries the old tiger. "I will eat him."

    With these words, the tiger jumps into the river.

In 223 BC Meng Tian (蒙恬) led the army in a war against the Chu Kingdom. In those days, people wrote on silk with a kind of stick pen. The stick pen was very hard and made writing very slow. Meng Tian had to often write a great number of reports about battlefield situation to the Qin ruler. He was frustrated (沮丧的) with the difficulty of writing, so he decided to make improvements.

Between battles, Meng enjoyed hunting. One day, Meng hunted a wild rabbit. It was fat and heavy and its tail left a trail (痕迹) on the ground. Meng suddenly had an idea. He immediately tied the rabbit's tail to a stick and tried writing with it. But the rabbit's hair was too oily (多油的) to hold the ink. Meng felt very sad and threw his "rabbit hair brush pen" away into a hole in the rocks.

However, Meng Tian couldn't accept the failure and continued to spend time wondering how to improve the brush pen. A few days later, he was having a walk outside for some fresh air. By chance, he found again the rabbit hair brush pen that he had thrown away. He picked it up and found that it had changed and was now soft and wet—holding water. Meng Tian got inspiration at once. He put the rabbit hair brush pen back in the ink and found it worked beautifully on silk.

 Look at my family photo. There {#blank#}1{#/blank#} (be) seven people in my family. This is my father, he has much interest {#blank#}2{#/blank#} nature and photography. He is strict, he will point out our{#blank#}3{#/blank#} (mistake) when we do something wrong. He may be silent, but he is {#blank#}4{#/blank#} a mountain for me and my brother and sister. My mother is a book lover, she sometimes {#blank#}5{#/blank#}(help) us with our subjects.

Do you love geography? My brother does. He always has fun {#blank#}6{#/blank#}(study) maps. My little sister often does paper-cutting. Her favorite pictures are flowers and animals. We will put{#blank#}7{#/blank#} (her) on doors and windows during the Spring Festival. I am a student, and every morning I have to wear {#blank#}8{#/blank#} uniform to school. It's one of our school rules. I love guitar, andI am in the school band. My grandpa loves music too, {#blank#}9{#/blank#} we often enjoy our hobby together on weekends. This is {#blank#}10{#/blank#} (real) the happiest time for me!