A Thanks-giving Campaign Day
    Today, we had a thanks-giving campaign day in our school with a lot of activities. In the morning, I made some thank-you cards and they {#blank#}1{#/blank#}to my teachers after class. The teachers were very happy to get them. From 3: 00 to 4:00 p. m, I joined in a speech contest. In it, I {#blank#}2{#/blank#}  a thank-you letter to Mum and Dad. After I came back home in the evening, I helped my parents {#blank#}3{#/blank#} the room and cook supper.
    I had such a meaningful day today. I realize that my parents and teachers and many others {#blank#}4{#/blank#} a lot for me now. I must thank them by {#blank#}5{#/blank#} harder and becoming a useful person in the future.

Victor is seven years old and begins to school this fall（秋天）. He studies hard and {#blank#}1{#/blank#} to his teachers. He is polite（有礼貌的）and has some friends. They all like him. It's Sunday today. Victor, his sister Tina and his mother stay at home. His mother is {#blank#}2{#/blank#} some housework and he's watching TV and the girl is doing her homework. At eight thirty his father comes back with a bag of {#blank#}3{#/blank#} . The boy likes {#blank#}4{#/blank#} very much and wants to eat some. His mother {#blank#}5{#/blank#} him four and says, “Which one do you want, Victor?”

   “The biggest（最大的）one，Mum. ”
   “What?” says his mother. “You should（应该）be polite and take the smallest one. ”
   “Should I tell a lie（撒谎）just to be polite, Mum?” says Victor.

       My uncle has a very beautiful umbrella. He has had it for years. As he is very careful with it, it still looks as {#blank#}1{#/blank#} as new. I asked my uncle if he bought it or someone {#blank#}2{#/blank#} him as a gift. He shook his head. “Then how did you get it?” I asked. “Well, ” he answered, “there is a strange true story {#blank#}3{#/blank#} the umbrella. About ten years ago, I {#blank#}4{#/blank#} along a quiet London street one evening when it suddenly rained. I had {#blank#}5{#/blank#} raincoat or umbrella. Gradually, it got quite dark. And the people in the streets were fewer and fewer. Because I was on my way to a party, I was afraid {#blank#}6{#/blank#} wet. So I stood in a doorway and waited for the rain to stop. No buses ran through the street and there were no taxis. What was worse, there even wasn't a person around, and still it rained and rained. At last a young man came to the place {#blank#}7{#/blank#} I was standing. He held a large umbrella over his head. As I hoped he would allow me to walk to the next comer with him, where I could get a taxi, I stepped out of the dark doorway where I had been standing. I asked him where he was going with that umbrella. As I suddenly appeared before him, the young man was so shocked that he{#blank#}8{#/blank#} the umbrella. He ran away and disappeared into the darkness. I picked up the umbrella and continued my walk. I knew it would be hard in this big city to find the {#blank#}9{#/blank#} of the umbrella, so I {#blank#}10{#/blank#} it ever since then.”