It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80s came to the hospital. I heard him saying to the nurse that he was in a hurry for an appointment (约会) at 9:30.

    The nurse had him take a 1 in the waiting area, 2 him it would be at least 40 minutes 3 someone would be able to see him. I saw him 4 his watch and decided, because I was 5 busy — my patient(病人) didn't appear at the appointed hour, I would examine his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him 6 he had another doctor's appointment.

    The gentleman said no and told me that he 7 to go to the nursing home (疗养院) to eat breakfast with his 8. He told me that she had been 9 for a while and that she had a special disease. I asked if she would be 10 if he was a bit late. He replied that she 11 knew who he was, and that she had not been able to 12 him for five years now. I was 13, and asked him, “And you 14 go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?”

    He smiled and said. “She does not know me, but I know who she is.” I had to hold back my 15 as he left.

    Now I 16 that in marriages, true love is 17 of all that is . The happiest people do not 18 have the best of everything; they just 19 everything they have. 20 isn't about how to live through the storm, but how to dance in the rain.

    I played a racquetball(壁球) game against my cousin Ed last week. It was one of the most 1and tiring games I've ever had. When Ed first phoned and2we play, I laughed quietly, figuring on an3 victory. After all, Ed's idea of 4has always been nothing more5than lifting a fork to his mouth.6 I can remember, Ed's been the least physically fit member in the family, and7proud of himself. His big stomach has always ballooned out between his T-shirt and trousers. Although the family often8about that, Ed refused to buy a9T-shirt or to lose weight. So when Ed10for our game not only with the bottom of his shirt gathered inside his trousers but also with a stomach you could hardly11, I was so surprised that I was12. My cousin must have made an effort to get himself into shape.13, at the point in our game when I'd have predicted（预计）the score to be about 9 to 1 in my favor, it was147 to 9—and Ed was15. The sudden realization was painful. We 16 to play like two mad men. When the score was 16 up, I was having serious 17about staying alive until 21 years old, let alone18that many points. When the game finally ended, both of us were lying flat on our backs, too tired to19. In a way, I think we both won: I the game, but cousin Ed my 20.

    My parents passed away ten years ago and I miss them terribly. But I know they are with me every day in what they taught me and in the 1 they gave me. Every morning my father's message to me was: Remember that 2 you walk out of this door, you carry responsibility, the good name of this family, the hopes and dreams of your mom and dad. My mother often urged me to3 the high standards she set for me.

    When I was in high school, I played in a rock band with friends in my class. We were devoted and practiced constantly. We moved past the guys - in - a - garage stage and 4 to be pretty good, doing getting - paid gigs (演奏会) most weekends, which made me 5 At that time, though part of me was 6 up in that band, another part of me was the oldest son in the Clark family,7 of my origin and a dedicated student busy applying to colleges. Without even telling my parents, I applied to Harvard. I didn't think I had much chance of getting in,8I wanted to try. So I was riding around being Mr Cool Rock Musician half of the time, and the other half I was focused on family and 9 goals. I was running on parallel 10

    When the group won a city wide Battle of the Bands, things heated up. My band mates had stars in their eyes - we might be able to make it big. However, I began to feel 11 I realized I was on quite different tracks: I 12 was becoming two people,13 identities back and forth depending on who I was with. I had to make an option. As I considered my 14 my parents' words were right there, helping me to see that my dreams weren't about signing a record deal, letting my hair grow, and living in a tour bus. So I 15 out. My bandmasters were 16. They thought I was crazy to withdraw 17the peak of real success. But however successful that band got, I knew it wasn't in line with my 18 with my feeling of what I was 19 to do, with who I was - it simply wasn't me.

    In that instant and in many others throughout my life, my parent's advice has helped me recenter and 20 I could remember who I was - the hopes and dreams I carried.

    I was hungry, so I took my 8-year-old Shih Tzu, ”Jack”, on a walk to my favorite cafe, about a quarter-mile from my home. They have a nice outside patio（天井）area which* in the late afternoon, is usually1 I ordered a burger and iced tea and went outside to await my 2.

    While waiting for my meal, a homeless man on a bicycle 3 to ask if there was a grocery store in the neighborhood. After I gave him 4 he asked if I had graduated from Santa Clara University. I was wearing a SCU T-shirt at the time. I told him that I graduated from the university some time ago5 did I know that this simple response would 6a 90-minute conversation.

    The man, Michael, told me he was 50 years old. He was intelligent and very intelligent.7 drug use had derailed （使出轨）both his formal 8 and his pursuit of success in the world of work. He drifted from one topic to another,9 the fact that my lunch had been brought to me. He10 had more of a need to11than I did. I made every effort to give him my full attention, never expecting that our conversation would go on and on and on……

    Eventually, I did eat my meal, bite by bite 12 responses in our conversation. Michael was a bit “out there” in terms of his interests and 13. We had little in common, but he was14 talking with, as he 15 it, “intelligent people. “I consider myself fairly well-educated, but I don't think of myself as being overly 16. Rather, my “gift" is common sense.

    I have to admit that I wished our conversation had been17 ten or fifteen minutes, but 18 Michael finally rode off on his bike, he thanked me for listening so attentively to him and for my 19 to talk with him for so long. It was then that I realized that, just maybe, that was my20 in life for today—to be there, in that place, at that time, to engage in that conversation.

    At the funeral, I tried to say good-bye to Grandpa, but all I could do was feel bad. Most of the adults were busy 1to one another. They didn't talk about Grandpa. Afterward, I kept my grandpa 2in my mind by talking about him3. I was afraid if I might 4him. I told everyone he died. One day when I was with my mother in a 5, I told the check-out lady. When we got outside, my mother hugged me close and told me not to tell 6 about Grandpa's death. Then I realized that there were other ways I could remember him.

    I planted a tree in our backyard, in7of Grandpa. The stars made me feel 8. I'd choose a star in the sky and 9it was Grandpa 10. In school, my teacher suggested that I write stories and draw pictures. The more I wrote and the more I drew, the more I 11about Grandpa and me.

I gave my favorite12to the library in memory of my Grandpa. The librarian wrote his name on a special label and put it 13. I used to 14the book. It wasn't 15the shelf, I was happy 16was reading "my grandpa's book."

    17, I was working hard in school and having fun with my friends again. I can't remember everything about my grandpa,18every once in a while, someone or something 19me of him. The memories feel warm and good. Now I know, and I want you to know, the best 20are like love. They last forever.

    Paen Long has had a dream ever since he saw a plane for the first time at the age of six. His dream was to 1 a plane. Last year, the 30-year-old man started building his plane 2. “I was afraid that people would 3 me, so sometimes I worked at night,” he said. It was a long time 4 he put his dream into practice. Paen Long tried to build his own plane, using the money he had 5 from running his own garage. He has spent three years 6 YouTube videos in order to 7 how to make a plane.

    It took him a year to build his plane, using mostly recycled materials. The plane's first 8 came at 3 pm on 8th, March. Local villagers gathered excitedly to watch the plane fly. 9, the plane only got 50 m in the air before crashing (撞击) to the 10. “When all people were looking at me, I felt very 11,” he said.

    Although the first try 12, Paen Long remains 13. His next project is to build a seaplane. Paen Long thinks the plane will cost over $10,000. “I never feel 14 for spending all my money building a plane,” he said.

    His wife, Hing Muoyheng, 15 about her husband, especially as they have two young sons. However, she has no 16. “I don't know how planes work and he doesn't have any 17 to help him. He can only search for information himself,” she said. “I tried to ask him to 18 a few times because I was afraid, but he said he wouldn't 19, so I have to support his 20.”