I have run a restaurant in a small town near Manchester for seven  years.The restaurant is not very big but the people in the neighborhood usually have meals and chat here.

    One day.a strange man came1my restaurant.He did look like a2 ， with a camera around his neck and a white cap hanging out of his big bag.He ordered some potatoes and3 and sat at the table near the door.He drank his lemonade，pretending to 4a colorful guidebook.

    His sunglasses covered his eyes.but I knew he wasn't：he hadn't turned a5for the last ten minutes.

    As I brought him his fish,he said "thank you" and had a quick look at me.I6not to look at the tiny scar*across his left eyebrow.I walked back inside with me7tray，shaking my head.He looked familiar.8I couldn't quite think of him.

    Then it hit me：The car accident seven years ago.This was the mysterious stranger9helped me out of my car，just before it exploded.I10 back to his table.He was gone.I moved his plate and found his tip，along with a card：

    I am deeply11to you.The night of your car accident, I was on my way to steal money from a store.Saving your life brought things back to the right way.I now live a／an12life, thanks to you.God bless you!

    The night of my car accident，I was13an interview in a dance club which I disliked at all.Seeing human kindness through his heroic action turned my life around and brought faith back into my life.14was more important than this in my life.

    I put the card and the tip he left into my pocket15Then I got back to work，smiling with a silent "good luck" for him.

    This morning I got an e-mail from Roy. It seems that my boy really enjoys his new life at Harvard University.

    The1 made me think of the day when we moved into this house.

    Little Roy ran around the new house with great2 and tried to move his own things into the house such as his toys, books and clothes. 3 , his little hand knocked over(打翻) a bottle of paint on the shelf. The paint made the tidy floor and white wall a terrible mess. "Oh, my God!" My wife rushed in angrily. I looked at my son, and his small face was filled with 4.

    I 5 and held his hand. "Take it easy, Roy. Now let's do something to make it look 6" I said. I took out a 7 "You see, Dad is a magician（魔术师).I can change it 8a big tree. "

    His mother soon helped paint some butterflies and flowers on the9.

    We spent the whole afternoon 10 and laughing. The wall became a beautiful 11 with plants, birds and small animals. Blue sky and white clouds were also painted by Roy. On that day, everybody in the house knew something 12 happened.

    The night before Roy left for Harvard, he asked me 13 I still remembered the day when he had knocked over the paint. "Since then I've 14worried about making mistakes," he said. "I believe I can always 15 ways to solve problems. And I know you and mom always support me, love me. I love you both."

    "What you want," she said," isn't always what you need." My mother always told me.

    1my husband and I were talking 2Christmas. "I want a real tree," I said.

    "Why?" he asked. "What's wrong with our fake(假的)one?" "A real 3makes a perfect Christmas." "Fine," he muttered(咕). So we4one home and set it up. Then I poured a bottle of water in the tree.

    "That's plenty," said my husband. "No," I said, "a little more." I began pouring again. Then suddenly, the tree started to swim. We5 the water with every towel(毛巾)in the house. "Sorry," I said. He didn't reply. 6later the floor was dry and he was7to me again. "The tree smells good," he said. I 8. Then we finished the lights and put the angel on top.

    Still, it wasn't quite…9So the next day I added snowflakes10the tree. It's still not perfect, but it's done. And I'm done, 11. But it's still not perfect. The lights on the tree are in a mess. The top snowflakes are showing their age. The berries are falling on the floor. 12at least it smells good. I will always remember that lovely 13 and the look my husband gave me.

    My mother was 14. What we want isn't always15we need. I don't need a perfect Christmas. I only need the perfect gifts that Christmas brings: joy and laughter with family.

    At a dark night, a man came to a lonely village. When he walked slowly, a yellow light suddenly 1 at the end of the road. It came from a 2 which was carried by a man. A villager near him said," Here Blind Sun comes."

   "Blind?" the man said," That's too 3. A blind man has no idea of day and night, can't 4 the beauty of nature, or even doesn't know what the light is. Wasn't he funny to carry a lantern?"

    As the lantern was coming near, the yellow light moved gradually to the man. The man asked, "5, may I ask you whether you're really blind?"

    The blind man answered," Yes, the moment I stepped into the world, I can't see 6."

    The man asked," In that case, 7 do you carry a lantern?" The blind man smiled," At night all the people without light are just as blind 8 me, so I light a lantern."

    The man said," I see, you light for others."

    But the man said," No, I do it for 9."

    "For yourself? But there is no 10 to do that." the man felt surprised again.

    The blind man explained," Were you ever knocked by others 11 the dark?"

    The man nodded," yes, sometimes."

    The man said proudly," Believe it or not. I 12 knocked anyone. Although I'm blind, I carry the lantern, not only light for others, but let others see me, 13 they won't knock me."

    After hearing that, the man was lost in thought…

    In fact, everyone has a lamp in himself, light it actively not only for others, but also for yourself! – Never put yourself in a dark 14 when you feel left out and find it hard to 15 well with others, are you ready to light your lamp?