Susan is 14 years old and she is an American girl. She is one of my best friends. She is interested in Chinese and good at it. Every summer she travels with her parents. She believes（相信） that traveling is an important part in her life. She likes London best because it is both clean and beautiful. She knows that China is a large country with lots of interesting places. This July, her family are coming to China. I am very happy to know that they will first come to my city. They will stay here for three days. I will take them to visit the city. Then they will fly to Beijing. I am sure they will have a nice time in China.

    Last month some thieves stole a valuable teapot from a museum in Hong Kong. They took the teapot to America, but the American police found it. The museum sent Mr. Chan, a member of the museum staff, to collect the teapot. On the plane back to Hong Kong, he noticed two men. They were watching him closely. "Perhaps they're going to steal the teapot again. I must think of a plan,” he thought.

    Mr Chan's daughter, Amy, met him at Hong Kong Afimor. Mr Chan NS was carrying two boxes. He gave his daughter the pink box and said to her in a low voice, "Take this gift box home with great care." He walked away with the brown one. The two men followed him.

    Amy opened the box at home. She was expecting a pair of sports shoes, but she just found an old teapot. "This is not a very interesting gift," said Amy, a bit disappointed." That's all right. Let's make some tea in it," said her mother. Then they found a note in the teapot. It said, "Dear Amy, __ Love Dad.”

    The two men kidnapped(绑架)Mr. Chan on his way to the museum. They opened his box and found a pair of sports shoes inside."Wheres the teapot?” the two thieves shouted at the top of their voice with red faces." How dare you cheat us? We saw you give your daughter a box at the airport. Come with us! We're going to search your home, one of them said。

    When the thieves entered Mr. Chan's flat, it was dark and quiet. All of a sudden, the door closed and the lights went on. The police were waiting inside.

    Amy and her mother came out of the bedroom with the teapot. "That teapot is very valuable, said Mr. Chan. "A long time ago it belonged to an emperor. He drank tea from it."

    “We were going to drink tea from it, too, "said Amy, laughing.

A.

Cutting up the chicken Heating up the oil Putting in the chicken Adding some salt

B.

2 kg of chicken 0.5 kg of carrots 1 bottle of cooking oil 1 bottle of cooking wine

C.

Taking pictures Doing interviews Making a report…

D.

Starting a discussion

Making a decision

Telling group members what to do

...

E.

Washing the dishes

Cleaning the table

Sweeping the floor

Taking away the trash

...

    That cold January night, I was growing sick of my life in the city I lived. There I was, walking home at one in the morning after a tiring practice at the theatre. I was having trouble dealing with my part-time job at the bank and my acting at night at the same time. As I walked. I thought seriously about giving up both acting and the life in this awful place.

    As I walked down the empty street under tall buildings. I felt very small and cold.

    "Run!" I told myself and began to do so, both to keep warm and keep away from any possible danger.

    About a block from my flat. I heard a sound behind me. I turned quickly, half expecting to see someone with a knife or a gun, but the street was empty. The noise had made me nervous, so I started to run faster. I didn't realize what the noise had been until I reached my flat and unlocked the door. It had been my wallet falling to the street.

    I wasn't cold or tired any more. I ran out of the door and back to where I had heard the noise. Although I searched the street for fifteen minutes, my wallet was nowhere to be found.

    Just as I was about to give up the search, I heard a rubbish truck stop next to me, A voice called from the inside, "Alisa Camacho?" I thought I was dreaming. How could this man know my name？The door opened and a man jumped out. "Is this what you're looking for?" he asked, holding up a small square shape.

    It was nearly 3 a. m. by the time I got into bed. I wouldn't get much sleep that night. But I had got my wallet back. I also had got back some enjoyment of city life.