I'm Lucy. I have a happy family. There are four people in my family. My birthday is on January 1st. It's New Year's Day, too. My family and I will have a big dinner on that day. I have a little brother. He is four years old. His birthday is in winter. It's very cold but we can make a snowman. My mother's birthday is in March. My father's birthday is in March，too. We can plant trees and fly kites.

Jim: Hello, Mingming. How are you?

Mingming: Fine, Thank you. And you?

Jim: I'm fine. Your English is very great!

Mingming: Thank you.

Jim: When did you begin to learn English.

Mingming: Five months ago.

Jim: Do you like English?

Mingming: Yes, I do. And I like our English teacher, Ms Green.

Jim: How many English classes do you have in a week?

Mingming: We have ten English classes in a week.

Jim: Well, it's time to have a class.

Mingming: Yes. Let's go!

    My mother is a teacher。She is 35 years old and she looks very young．Her hair is long and black。She is tall and thin.My mother is very beautiful.My mother is very busy every day．She works in a big school．She likes her students and her school,．My mother is a good teacher and a good mother

    Wendy and her mother are in the supermarket. Where is the shop assistant? Look, she's coming and smiling. "Hello, can I help you?"

    "Can we have some watermelons and strawberries, please?"

    "Sorry, we have some strawberries, but we haven't any watermelons."

    "Can we have some grapes?"

    "OK. Here you are. "

    "Oh, the strawberries are red and big. But the grapes...”

    "Mm, they are sweet. We like them. "

    Then Wendy and her mother are buying the fruit. They are happy.

    Once upon a time, there was a farmer. One day, while he was working in the fields, he saw a hare run into a tree stump accidentally and die of a broken neck. The farmer took the hare home and cooked a delicious meal for himself.  That night he thought, I needn't work so hard. All I have to do is wait every day by the stump to pick up the hare that runs into it. So from then on he gave up farming, and stood by the tree stump waiting for the hare to come and run into it.  But from then on, he never saw another hare run into the tree stump.