I'm not much of a crier most of the time. But {#blank#}1{#/blank#} when I was reading a book on a plane, I started crying. Of course, it came as a big surprise when tears came up, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't {#blank#}2{#/blank#} myself.

    Oh no, not this now. I thought to myself. But even as the thought entered my brain. I felt the {#blank#}3{#/blank#} hot drop of salty water coming down my face. I put my head down, hoping that I could go on reading.

    In fact, the harder I tried, the more tears pushed their way out of my eyes. You could guess how surprised the man next to me looked.

    My head {#blank#}4{#/blank#} in shame. He must think I was crazy. Maybe I could turn towards him, hold up the cover of the book and say in my crying voice. "I'm sorry, sir. It's just a really good book!" But I didn't, say anything. Instead, I just put my head back against the {#blank#}5{#/blank#} and let the tears run. Do you know what decision I made while I was crying? My decision was that it was OK if he thought I was crazy. I preferred to be crazy instead of being the kind of person who wouldn't cry when the situation called for it, or who wouldn't let {#blank#}6{#/blank#} feel anything at all.

    I've been that girl who has spent so much time trying to make sure people didn't think f was crazy. But now I don't want to be that girl any more —that bored and {#blank#}7{#/blank#} girl. I'd rather {#blank#}8{#/blank#} this girl who is able to forgive (原谅), love and act, even if it means being disappointed or being hurt again and again.

There is an English saying:" Laughter is the best medicine." Until {#blank#}1{#/blank#}, few people took the saying seriously. Now however, doctors have begun to look into laughter and the effects it has on the human body. They find that it {#blank#}2{#/blank#} people's blood pressure, the heart beating and breathing. It {#blank#}3{#/blank#} works the stomach and even the feet. So laughter exercises the body and improves people's health.

As a result of these discoveries, some doctors in the United States now hold laughter clinics; in which they help to improve their patients' condition {#blank#}4{#/blank#} encouraging them to laugh. They have found that even if their patients do not really feel like {#blank#}5{#/blank#}, making them smile is enough to produce beneficial effects similar to those caused by laughter.

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I'd like to share my first experience of being home alone now.

David is a 15-year-old boy and he is crazy about space. He always wonders how space stations work. For him, a space camp is 1 than any other camp in the world.

At the age of seven, David had 2 first astronaut (宇航员) training experience. He and his parents 3 to a Family Space Camp. They had a taste of what it was like to travel 4 space. Everything was magical. 5 excited David was!

David has been to many space camps over the last eight years. Last month, he went to 6 new space camp. It had a lot of fun training programs, 7 he enjoyed all of them. There he was often asked 8 he liked space camps so much. "I feel like a real astronaut in the space camp, and I don't even need 9 the earth," he said.

These experiences have influenced his life. Now David10 space science. He has made up his mind to be a space engineer in the future.

Mrs. Morris lives on the top floor of our building. Every afternoon，she sits in a chair near the door of1 building. She always wears a smile and listens to me when I tell her about my days at school. 

One Tuesday，I ran into the building and hoped 2 my day with her，but her usual chair was empty. 

I looked for Mr. Low and asked what3 to Mrs Morris. "Oh，dear. Mrs. Morris is not feeling well 4 she is staying in bed today. "Mr. Low said. I wondered what I could do to make Mrs. Morris feel better. 

When Mom heard the news，she suggested making cookies 5 Mrs. Morris. We took out flour，sugar and butter. Maybe they 6 really make her better. 

When the cookies 7 ，we decided to visit Mrs. Morris without telling her. Mrs. Morris opened the door，looking surprised but 8 to see us. "Mrs. Morris，we bring 9 some healthy cookies，"I said. "We hope you feel better soon. "

"10 thoughtful gift!I feel better already!"Mrs. Morris smiled and said. 

My crafty(鬼点子多的) child was driving me crazy the other day. That afternoon, I was busy getting the house ready for guests to arrive. When I walked across the entrance( 入 口 ). I found a piece of folded paper1 on the recently-swept floor. 

"Paul must try to carry waste paper from the living room to the rubbish can and 2 a few pieces, " I sighed(叹气), picking them up. 

Moments later, I passed through the entrance again and found 3 paper. No quiet sighing this time, I4 , "Who is throwing rubbish around the entrance?"

No answer. 5 , I saw more bits of paper silently flying down from upstairs. Looking up, I saw my seven-year-old son6 over the stairs. 

"Paul!" I cried tiredly. "Stop making a/an 7 . " Paul looked at the paper bits falling quietly to the floor. "It's not. They're butterflies. " He ran down the stairs to 8 his papers. "Where are my other butterflies?" he asked, looking around. 

Every time Paul puts five or more words together, I can't help saying 9 from the bottom of my heart. For the first three years of his life, there were no words; the next three years, he still could10 put two words together. But lately he seems to realize that the advantage( 好 处 ) of forming11 sentences is worth his effort when communicating. 

Butterflies. Of course. I rushed into the kitchen to 12 them from the rubbish and hand  them to Paul. 

"Want to see them fly again?" he asked. "Oh, yes! They are beautiful, Paul. " I agreed. 

He ran back upstairs to fly his paper down again. I watched them fly softly down 13 me. 

They really did look like beautiful butterflies. 

That day Paul made me look up at14 instead of looking down at rubbish. Life is not what happens to us but it is 15 we look at it.