School started again, and soon the ink(墨水)in Tom's spelling book was found. Tom said he hadn't split the ink, but that made it look as if he were lying. Becky almost said Alfred Temple had done it, but she kept quiet. She thought that Tom would tell the teacher about her tearing(撕)his book, so she didn't save him. Mr Dobbins beat him and then Tom went back to his seat。

After an hour Mr Dobbins unlocked his desk and took out his book, Tom looked over at Becky. She looked like a hunted and helpless rabbit. The next moment the master faced the children. There was a long silence, then he spoke, "Who tore this book?"

There wasn't a sound. The teacher searched their faces.

"Benjamin Rogers, did you do it?"

Benjamin said no.

"Joseph Harper, did you?"

Joseph also said no. Dobbins looked at the rows of boys, thought for a moment, then turned to the girls.

"Amy Lawrence?"

A shake of the head.

"Gracie Miller?"

The same sign.

Becky was next. Tom was shaking from head to foot.

"Rebecca Thatcher?"—(Tom looked at her face; it was white with terror)— "did you tear?—no, look at my face—did you tear this book?"

Tom jumped to his feet and shouted, "I did it!"

The children stared(盯着) in surprise at his foolish act.

And when he stepped forward for his punishment, he saw the surprise, the thanks, and the love that came from Becky's eyes.This was enough for one hundred beatings. And he didn't even mind staying for two hours after school, because he knew that Becky was waiting for him outside.

Tom went to bed that night planning some actions on Alfred Temple, for Becky had told him everything. And he fell asleep with Becky's last words to him in his ear, "Tom, you are so great!"

There was once a lazy crow (乌鸦). He thought it was too difficult {#blank#}1{#/blank#} (get) food. "Caw! Caw!" he said. "If someone brought me my food every day, I'd be very happy!"

One day, he saw a fat pigeon (鸽子) flying by. "{#blank#}2{#/blank#} happy it looks!" the crow said to himself. So the crow followed the pigeon until they came to a park. There were some other pigeons there too.

Before long, two {#blank#}3{#/blank#} (man) came along and brought the pigeons a large bag of food. When they had gone, the crow flew over to the pigeons. "Caw! Caw!" said he. "Can I help you?"

"No, you can't!" shouted the pigeons angrily. "We don't know you."

"The crow went home feeling sad. But he suddenly came up {#blank#}4{#/blank#} an idea. "I'll paint my feathers gray," he said, "and then the pigeons will think I am one of {#blank#}5{#/blank#}." After he did it, he flew off to {#blank#}6{#/blank#} park and was welcomed by the pigeons. The crow was so hungry {#blank#}7{#/blank#} he got very excited at the food. "Caw! Caw! Give lots to me!" he said loudly. Suddenly, the pigeons {#blank#}8{#/blank#} (find) he was a crow. They flew after him and made him away.

{#blank#}9{#/blank#} (sad), the crow flew to his own forest. But when his old friends saw him, they asked him to go away. They did not know him because of his gray-painted feathers. So the crow felt {#blank#}10{#/blank#}(bad) than before.

"What looks easier isn't always so," the crow said to himself. "I wish I had never painted my feathers gray!"

Hi, Paul. I'm a 13-year-old boy and I live with my family in Beijing, China. I'm in Grade 7. My day is {#blank#}1{#/blank#}. I get up at 7 o' clock. After breakfast, I {#blank#}2{#/blank#} tidy my room, and then I go to school. 

At 8:00, {#blank#}3{#/blank#} start and my favorite subject is Chinese. We can learn many interesting things in Chinese lessons. I also like some other subjects, like science, English and so on{#blank#}4{#/blank#} teachers are very nice.

After school, I sometimes play soccer {#blank#}5{#/blank#} my classmates. It's great fun. Then I do my homework. In the evening, after dinner, my parents watch TV. I really {#blank#}6{#/blank#} reading some stories. I go to bed at about 9 o'clock at night.