As a kid， I read a story of a bird. It described a male bird which takes a lot of pain to build a house and the female bird takes care of the baby in it. When the baby bird learns to fly， the whole family flies off to a different place leaving behind the beautiful nest for other birds to grow their family in it. It made me confused(困惑的)： How could they so easily give up their house built with so much effort?

    One night， I got this dream. I was walking on the endless road with beautiful trees on the either side. Attracted by the greenery， I went on， then I saw a wonderful house. I explored the house. There was a sloping(斜的) roof which matched with the greenery around； the large central open yard reminded me of the activities that might have taken place there which felt lively even now. The small water body that kept the house cool added to the beauty of the house — of course， it was all dried up now. Such liveliness turns the house into a home. People say “THE HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS”， and now I felt it and was attracted deeply.

    When I woke up from the dream， I was clear about everything. I realized what message my dream wanted to convey(传递) me. And years later， when I chose my career， I thought of the story of the bird and my dream， then I was sure what to do. I decided to choose architecture as my career. I wanted to do the same thing that the male bird in the story did， to take pain in building a beautiful house and let others stay in it. My dream comes true and the happiness that I gain now from this career is great.

    Old George buys a pair of black gloves for just $7. They are soft and warm. George takes good care of his gloves, so they look new. But George loses his gloves on New Year's Day.

    In winter, he must need a pair of gloves. He is upset(心烦的)that when people find things on the road, they don't return them.

    After the holiday, poor George decides to buy another pair. Before buying it, he goes into Value Mart again to see if his gloves have been returned to the Lost and Found Office.

    "What colour are they?" the woman in the office asks again.

    "Black, "he gives the same answer. She looks into her drawer and takes out(拿出)a pair of men's gloves, "Are they yours?"

    "Yes! They are mine!" George says, with great joy in his eyes.

    An eight-year-old girl named Tina heard her parents talking about her little brother. All she knew was that he was very sick and they had no money. When she heard her dad say to her mom, "Only a miracle(奇迹)can save him now", Tina went to her bedroom and took all her money out of a small box and counted it carefully. Then she made her way six blocks to the local drugstore(药店).

    "And what do you want?" asked the owner of the store.

    "It's for my little brother." Tina answered. "He's really, really sick and I want to buy a miracle. His name is Mike and he is two years younger than me. Now he has something bad growing inside his head and my dad says only a miracle can save him.

    "We don't sell miracles here, child. I'm sorry, "the owner said, smiling sadly at Tina.

    In the store there was a well-dressed customer. He asked Tina. "What kind of miracle does your brother need?

    "I don't know," she replied. "He's really sick and my mom says he needs an operation (手术),But my dad can't pay for it ,so I have brought all my him."

    "How much do you have?" asked the man.

    "One dollar and seven cents, but I can try and get some more," she answered quietly.

    "Well, what a coincidence (巧合)," smiled the man. "One dollar and seven cents-the exact price of a miracle for a little brother. Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents."

    That well—dressed man was Carlton Armstrong, a famous doctor. The operation was completed without money. Two weeks later, Mike became well and was home again.

    Tina was happy. She knew exactly how much the miracle cost- one dollar and seven cents-and the faith(信念) of a little child.

    It's the Chinese New Year today. Sam gets a red packet from his grandma. That's his favourite part of the festival. He gets four dollars and goes shopping in Chinatown.

    There are a lot of interesting things on the streets — fireworks, lion dances and delicious foods. Then Sam sees an old man. The man sleeps in the street. He doesn't wear shoes. "He doesn't have a home. What a poor man!" Sam thinks.

    At a toy shop, Sam wants to buy a toy Monkey King. But it's six dollars. Sam wants to go back home and get more money. On the way, he sees the old man again. "Why not give the four dollars to him? He can use the lucky money to buy some hot food and drinks," Sam thinks.

    He gives the money to the old man and goes back home. His grandma knows his story and gives him a big hug (拥抱). What a good boy!