Many years ago there was a smart prince. But he never listened to his parents when they asked him to clean his room.

    One day, a princess(公主) in another country was going to hold a party. She invited all the princes from nearby countries. The prince was excited, and prepared with great care.

    However, on the day of the party, his room was so messy(凌乱的) that he couldn't find his invitation. He looked for it everywhere, but couldn't find it anywhere. So he decided to clean his room. Luckily, he found it at last.

    When he finally arrived at the party, it was over. The prince was very sad and he decided to change himself.

    Sometimes not everything was bad. The princess had not found her favourite boyfriend at the party. And later she had another party. This time the prince got everything ready. He got to the party on time, and met the princess. Soon they fell in love with each other.

    It was Sunday. I had one last patient to see. She was an old woman, sting on her bed. trying to put socks on her swollen (肿胀的) ft. I walked in, spoke quickly to the nurse, and saw from her chart that she was in a good condition.

    She asked if l could help put on her socks. Instead, I started a monologue (长篇大论): "How are you feeling? Your sugars and blood pressure are also good today. The nurse said you're anxious to see your son who's visiting you today from far away. I believe you really look forward to seeing him.

    She stopped me with a serious voice. "Sit down, doctor. This is my story, not your story."

    I was surprised and embarrassed. I sat down. I helped her with the socks. She told me that her only son lived around the corner from her, but she had not seen him for five years. She believed that the big stress of this was a big reason for her health problems. After hearing her story and putting on her socks, I asked if there was anything else I could do. She shook her head and smiled. All she had wanted me to do was listen.

    Each story is different. Some are detailed; others are vague (含糊的). Some are true; others not. Yet all those things do not really matter. What matters to the storyteller is that the story is heard.

One day, a father is doing some work when his son comes and asks,"Dad, can I ask you a question? How much do you make an hour?"

His father gets a bit bored and answers,"Why do you ask such a thing?" The boy says, "I just want to know. Please tell me." His father then says that he makes about $50 an hour.

"Oh, that's too much!"the little boy answers with his head down. Looking up, he says,"Dad, can I please borrow $30?" The father gets angry and says, "That's why you ask about my pay? If you want to borrow some money to buy a boring toy, then you'd better go back to your room. I work hard every day and I do not like such a thing."

 ▲After about an hour or so, the man calms

down. He goes to the boy's room and opens the door."Are you sleeping, son?"he asks. "No, Dad,"the boy answers. "I am thinking—maybe I am too hard on you earlier," his father says. "Here's the $30 you want."

The little boy sits up with a smile. Then, he takes out $20 from his schoolbag, and looks up at his father. He says,"Dad, I have $50 now. Can I buy one hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you."

With no words, the father's eyes turn red.

It was a lovely spring afternoon. My classmates and I were playing happily on the playground when I let out a cry, "Ow! Ow! Something in my shoe is biting me."

Everyone was shocked by the cry. They took me into a classroom and were about to take off my1 . "Which foot is it?" One asked "let us have a look."

Suddenly, I remembered the holes in 2 socks. My family was very poor during those years. I wore welfare socks, which cost only a little, but those 3 welfare socks didn't last long. They soon had 4 at the bottom.

I refused to take off my shoe. I 5 stand others seeing the holes in my sock. I tried to hold back my tears. Yet, each time the thing 6 my shoe bit me, tears raced down my face.

My teacher, Miss Diane, hurried into the 7 , "What's wrong? " She asked.

"Something is biting her right foot, 8 she doesn't let us take off her shoe," One of my classmates answered.

Miss Diane lived next door to me. She 9 everything about my family. She put both hands on my shaking shoulders and 10 into my painful and hopeless eyes.

"Oh, yes, it must be a sock-eating ant," She said, as if she had 11 seen the thing inside the shoe. "I had a bite from one of those ants. By the time I got my shoe off, it had 12 almost the whole bottom off my sock." My classmates nodded while they were listening to the teacher 13 , although they all looked a little puzzled.

Miss Diane took off my right shoe and sock and shook them over the dustbin. Two red ants 14 it.

"Just what I thought. The ants have eaten part of her sock." When she stroked an alcohol cotton ball on the bites, she added, "You are such a 15 girl to take so many bites."

The alcohol felt cool on the bites and a little girl's pride was saved by the "sock-eating ant " story.

(以"曾经▲过我的人"为题， 写一篇不少于60个词的短文，标点符号不占格) 

很多人曾经出现在你的成长旅程中，他们或帮助你，或鼓励你，或爱护你，……

请你描述他（她）是怎样的人，以及发生在你和他（她）之间的故事，并谈谈他（她）对你的影响。

（注意：短文中不得出现任何真实人名、校名及其他相关信息、否则不予评分）

幸福是自我满足之后所产生的一种心情，会给我们带来无穷的乐趣，让我们的生活变得更美好。假如你的学校将在10月举行主题为"My Happy Moment"的英语征文比赛，请你根据以下思维导图写一篇短文投稿。

注意：（1）可在思维导图内容提示的基础上适当拓展信息。（2）不能照抄原文：不得在作文中出现真实校名、地名和考生的真实姓名。（3）语句连贯。词数80左右，作文的标题和开头已经给出，不计入总词数，抄写在答题卡上。

My Happy Moment

Happiness can make a great difference to people.