Smiling is the best way of {#blank#}1{#/blank#} (make) friends.

    When I was thirteen {#blank#}2{#/blank#} (year) old my father found a job in the city. So my family moved there. I also came to a new school near where we live. My old school was far away. At first, I did not know anyone in my class. I was very lonely {#blank#}3{#/blank#} I was afraid to make friends with my new classmates. I couldn't talk to anyone {#blank#}4{#/blank#} my problem, and I didn't want my parents to worry about me.

    Then one day, something good happened. I was sitting at my desk {#blank#}5{#/blank#}(happy) as usual while my classmates were talking happily with each other. At that moment, a boy came into the classroom. I didn't know who he {#blank#}6{#/blank#}(be). He passed me and then turned back. He looked at me and, without saying {#blank#}7{#/blank#} word, smiled. Suddenly, I felt happy, lively and warm. My heart {#blank#}8{#/blank#}(light)by that smile and my life changed. I started to talk with the other classmates and make friends. Day by day, I became much {#blank#}9{#/blank#}(close) to everyone in my class.

    Thanks to the smile, I have moved on to a new life. Now, I believe that the world is what you think it is. So smile at the world and {#blank#}10{#/blank#} will smile back.

    Hello. I'm Mike. I'm 15. I'm in No.1 Middle School. This is my Brother, Bill. He's in Shiyan Middle School. He's 10.That's my sister, Helen. She's 20.She's a teacher in our school. These are my parents, Peter Jones and Ann Jones. My father is 50 and my mother is 45.My father is a worker is. My mother is a doctor. I love them very much.

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My "perfect holiday"

    Henry was a bus driver in a big city and he worked very hard. {#blank#}1{#/blank#} He usually went to the seaside, but one year he saw an advertisement in a newspaper. "Enjoy country life. Spend a few weeks at West Hill Farm. Good food. Fresh air! Horse riding! Walking! Camping! Cheap and interesting."

    "{#blank#}2{#/blank#}" he thought. "I'll spend a month at West Hill Farm. I think I can enjoy horse riding, walking and camping. They'll make a change from sitting by the seaside and water sports."

    {#blank#}3{#/blank#} In the letter he said that he would like to spend all of July there. Then on the first day of July, he left for West Hill Farm.

    But four days later, he returned home.

    "What was wrong with West Hill Farm?" his best friend, Ed, asked him. "Didn't you enjoy country life?"

    " "Country life was very good," Henry said "{#blank#}4{#/blank#}"

    "Oh. What problem?"

    "Well," he said" The first day I was there a sheep died, and we had roast mutton for dinner.'

    "What's wrong with that?" Ed asked. "Fresh meat is the best."

    "It's good, but on the second day a cow died, and we had roast beef for dinner."

    "Lucky you!"

    "You don't understand, "Henry said."{#blank#}5{#/blank#} and we had roast pork for dinner. "

    "A different kind of meat every day," Ed said loudly. "And you are complaining!"

    "Let me finish, "Henry said." On the fourth day the farmer died, and I didn't dare to stay for dinner!"

    There was once a farmer. He lived near a road. It was not a busy road, but from time to time cars passed the farm. Near the farm gate, there was a large hole in the road. The hole was always full of water, and the drivers of the cars could not see how deep the hole was. They thought that it was not deep. Then when they drove their cars into the hole, they could not drive out of it because it was so deep. The farmer didn't spend much time working on his farm. He spent most of it watching the hole. When a car drove into it, he pulled the car out with his tractor and asked the driver a lot of money for doing this.

    One day, the driver of a car said to him, "You must make a lot of money by pulling cars out of this hole day and night." "Oh, no," said the farmer, "I don't pull the cars out of the hole at night. At night, I fill the hole with water. "