“You don't understand me!” I shouted. Then I ran out of the door and got on a bus. I didn't know 1 it was going. I just want to get away from home as 2 as I could.I couldn't 3what 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 to 5 any more! I couldn't 6 the tears from falling when I thought about this. Later that day, I went to my close 7 house. 8 my friend gave me a cup of water, the phone rang. “It's your mother,” she spoke to me in a low 9. “Tell her that I'm not here!” I answered. However my mother heard it. “Tell her not to leave! I'll be right there!” Then she rang off the phone 10 a goodbye. In fact, I should say that I was a little 11. I couldn't imagine what would happen. But to my 12, when my mother arrived, “sorry” was the first word she 13 to me. Her 14 told me that she had been crying and her voice told me that she was really tired. “will you forgive (原谅) me?” at last she asked. I didn't know what to say. I just15her, and gave her a hug. She held me so tightly. You know, at that time, I felt so warm. I really love you, Mum!

    Erquan Yingyue was written 1 Abing, a folk musician who was born in the city of Wuxi in 1893. His mother died 2he was very young. Abing's father taught him to play many musical instruments, 3 the drums, dizi and erhu, and by age 17, Abing had been known 4his musical ability. However, after his father died, Abing's life grew 5 He was very poor. Not only that, he developed a6 illness and became blind. For several years, he had no home. He lived on the streets and played music to make money. Even after Abing got 7and had a home again, he continued to sing and play on the streets. He 8in this way for many years.

    Abing played music that could touch the 9of people. When we listen to his music, we can sense both the beauty and sadness in it. It makes us think about the wounds and pain that we experienced in the past. By the end of his life, he could 10 over 600 pieces of music. He wrote many of them himself. It is a pity that only six pieces of music in total were recorded for the future world to hear, but his popularity continues to this day.

    My parents have always loved everything about India, so one year ago we went on holiday there. It's a wonderful 1 with beautiful scenes and interesting people.  However, I didn't enjoy Indian 2 very much.

    On the second day we planned to see an old palace. At the 3 they said. "If you go by train, it'll take you only two hours to get there. " However, the hot 4 took over four hours. I was very 5 when we got there,  so we had some rice and vegetables with bread in a small restaurant. We were 6 to find it was quite nice. I wasn't full up though and I saw a man nearby eating some little meatballs.

    I said to my dad, "I've been eating rice all week. Can I have some meatballs please? "

    Well, they looked delicious so I ate the first one very 7. I was just putting the second one in my mouth when I felt myself 8 —my mouth was on fire! I started to cough(咳嗽)and there were tears (泪水)in my eyes. I couldn't 9 how spicy (辛辣的) it was!

    I drank about ten glasses of water but the worst thing was everyone was laughing at me. You couldn't make me eat another Indian meatball for all the 10 in the world!

    Once upon a time, there lived a little boy one night, when the boy was sleeping, his hands, feet and eyes started 1 who was the most important.

    "We're the most important," the eyes said. "Without us, the 2  wouldn't know where to go, and the hands wouldn't know what to take."

    "No," the hands didn't 3 the eyes. "Sure, the eyes can see, but we're the ones playing with toys."

    "It is certain that we are the most important," the feet shouted. "We're the ones that run to the toys in the first place."

    An elf(精灵)that lived on a bookshelf full of storybooks next to the boy's bed 4 the argument.

    "All of you made a 5," he said. The hands, eyes and feet asked why.

    "I think you are 6 on your own. But together you make up a 7 body," the elf replied, "All of you have an important task: to 8 the boy and to help him in every way."

    After hearing the elf's words, they 9 that they were all very important to the boy. Then they never argued with each other. 10, they became friends and always worked together.

    Jack is the most special friend to me.

    Different from other7-year-old children, Jack began to go to school at the age of ten. But he got worried about his mother because she had disability. She couldn't do anything but worked in her small garden to get some money.

    Jack's birthday came. He invited his classmates to his party. He was excited although there wasn't enough food in his home. He waited for so long but none of them came. Jack star-ted crying. "They must think we are poor. "Then his mother said, "No, it is because of me. My disability is the reason why they run away from you. ""They can't hate someone because of his disability, "Jack said.

    The next day, one of Jack's classmates asked, "How was your party? Did anyone come?" And then others started laughing. Jack said angrily, "You didn't come, but it doesn't mean it was the worst day of my life. I have someone that is important to me and that person is my mother. You are laughing at me because of her. Although you don't like her, you won't stop me from loving her. You can't hate someone just because he is disabled. It is just the way that he was born with. "All his classmates were ashamed after hearing this.

    From then on, all the students started to appreciate Jack because he spoke for the disabled people.

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