Once upon a time, there was 1 old farmer. He loved money very much. He kept a lot of gold coins(金币)but 2 used them; he 3 not give them to others. He put them into a 4 box and put it in the ground. He came to the 5 every day to look at it. This made him happy.

    6, when he came to the place, he could not find the 7^. He became very, very sad. He began to cry.8 a man came to him and said, "Don't cry. Put a stone in the ground instead, and 9⁾ it is a box of gold coins. A stone will be still the same, 10 when the coins were there, you never used them. "

    Once upon a time, there was a little girl 1Nuwa. Her father was Emperor Yan and he2his daughter very much. They often played3together. One day Nuwa rowed(划)a 4 in a river. The boat over turned and Nuwa5. So her father was6over her death. Later, Nuwa changed7a bird. The bird often came8Emperor Yan. Emperor Yan cried when he watched the river, 9he missed(想念)his daughter. The bird decided to fill the river10stones. Finally the river was full of stones and it disappeared(消失).

    Long long ago, there was a swan(天鹅)with golden feathers(金羽毛). She lived in a lake. A woman lived in a small house 1 the lake with her two daughters. They were very poor. They worked hard all year round, 2 still, they lived a hard life and sometimes they even didn't have enough 3 to buy food.

    The swan was 4 to see that. She said to herself, "I'll give one of my feathers to them each day, then they can live a happy life with the money selling my feathers." That evening, she 5 to the poor woman's house and left a golden feather on the table without saying 6 From then on, the swam came every day and gave them a feather. The woman was very happy because their life was much 7 than before.

    But day after day, the woman became greedy(贪婪). She said to her 8. The swan may fly away one day. If so, we will be poor again. We should take all her feathers when she comes next time."

    "Oh, no, Mom!" cried the daughters, "This will 9 the swan. She helps us a lot!" But the mother wouldn't listen. When the swan came as usual, the mother caught her and took all her feathers. But suddenly, the golden feathers changed into chicken feathers.

    Then, the Golden Swan said, "Poor Mother, I came to 10 you, but you wanted to kill me.

    Now I am leaving and will never come back. Never be greedy!" With these words, the swan flew away.

    Mr. Reynolds, my teacher, handed us a list of thoughts, and asked us to write a paper on one of those thoughts. I chose the1I wonder why things are the way they are.

    I wrote down all the questions that puzzled me about2. I realized that many of them were 3to answer, and perhaps others could not be answered at all. When I handed in my paper, I was afraid that I might4because I did not answer the questions.

    The next day, Mr. Reynolds handed me5and asked me to read it for the class.

    The other students became6as I began to read my story：

    Mum, why are the roses red? Why is the grass green and the sky blue? Why do I have to graduate(毕业)? Why do I have to 7? Why do I have to be called "Grandma" one day?…

    Dad, why can't I8until 12：00 at night? Why do I miss my old friends? Why do I miss being at home? Why do you love me so much?…

    Mum, Dad, why did you have to 9me? I need you.

    At the end of my story, I looked at Mr. Reynolds, and I saw a tear10coming down his face. Then I realized that life is not built on the answers we receive but on the questions we ask.

    "You don't understand me!" I shouted. Then I ran out of the house and got on a bus. I didn't know1it was going. I just wanted to get away from home as2as 1 could.

    I couldn't3what had just happened to me. My mother, the person I believe in, had just read all of my 4 from my close friends! It shouldn't have happened to me. She read my letters and told me not to write to5any more! I couldn't6the tears from falling when I thought about this.

    Later that day, I went to my close7house.8my friend gave me a cup of water, the phone rang.

    "It's your mother," she spoke to me in a low9.

    "Tell her that I'm not here!" I replied. However, my mother heard it. "Tell her not to leave! I'll be right there!" Then she hung up the phone10a "goodbye". In fact, I should say that I was a little11. I couldn't imagine what would happen.

    But to my12, when my mother arrived, "sorry" was the first word she13to me. Her14 told me that she had been crying and her voice told me that she was really tired. "Will you forgive me?" at last she asked. I didn't know what to say. I just15her, and gave her a big hug.

    She held me so tightly. You know, at that time, I felt so warm. I really love you, Mum!