My name is Amy. Tomorrow is Saturday. We have no classes. My parents aren't going to work, but we are going to be very busy tomorrow. My mother is going to buy something for next week. My father is going to visit my aunt and uncle. I'm going to the bookstore by bus. Then I'm going to buy a dictionary. Tomorrow evening we are going to visit my grandparents and have a big dinner. After that we are going to the cinema. I think we are going to have a nice weekend.

    Sam likes to eat in McDonald's. He often eats a fish hamburger and French fries(炸薯条). Most people working in McDonald's know Sam very well. They often ask him，"How often(多长时间一次)do you eat fish hamburgers and French fries?"Sam will answer，"Twice(两次)a week. " "Why do you like McDonald's better?" they ask. "Because every time I can get a small toy. " People around him laugh and say，"Why don't you go to the toy shop?" "Because in the toy shop they don't have fish hamburgers and French fries. "

    Near our school is a park. We can see many trees and flowers there.

    Some flowers are red, and some are yellow. We can see a hill behind the park, too. It is Sunday today. Many children (孩子们)are in the park.

    Some are singing and dancing. Some are drawing.

    Some are playing games. Ann and her sister Kate are flying a kite. Tom and his brother.

    Sam are playing football. Their father and mother are sitting near a river.

    They are all very happy.

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Janet: Do you have a new schoolbag, Jiamin? 

Jiamin: Yes, I do. Look! Here it is.

Ben: Whose ruler is that? Is it your ruler, Mike? 

Mike: No, it isn't. It's Xiaoling's ruler. I don't have a ruler. May I use your ruler, Xiaoling? 

Xiaoling: OK. Here you are.

Janet: Jiamin, whose book is that? Is this your book? 

Jiatnin: No, it isn't. It's Ben's. Ben, here is your book.

Ben: Thank you. And that is a new pen. Is this your pen, Mike? 

Mike: Yes, it is. My pen is from my mother.

Xiaoling: It's very nice. Is the short pencil yours, Janet? 

Janet: Yes, it's my pencil. I want a new pencil.

Jiamin: Me, too.

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    An old woman can't read or write. One day she asks a young man to write a letter for her. She wants to send the letter to her son. Her son lives in a city, not very far from here.

    "I can't write your letter." says the man, "Because I have a bad leg."

    "I know." says the old woman, "but you don't write with your legs." "Yes. But I can't walk so far and read the letter for your son."

    "What do you mean, sir?" says the old woman. "My son can read it by himself."

    "Don't you know?" answers the man, "that only I can read what I write."