One afternoon I visited an art museum while waiting for my husband to finish a business meeting. I was looking forward to a quiet view of the art works.

    A young couple viewing the paintings ahead of me chatted nonstop (不停) between themselves. I watched them a moment and found the wife was doing all the talk. I admired (赞赏) the husband for putting up with her continuous (持续的) talk. Distracted (分心) by their noise, I moved on.

    I met with them many times as I moved through the different rooms of art. Each time I heard her continuous talk, I moved away quickly.

    I was standing at the counter (柜台) of the museum gift shop when the couple came near to the exit. Before they left, the man reached into his pocket and pulled out a white thing. He extended (展开) it into a long stick and then tapped (敲打) his way into the coatroom to get his wife's jacket.

    “He's a brave man.” The salesman at the counter said, “Most of us would give up (放弃) if we were blind (瞎的) at such a young age. But he said his life wouldn't change during his recovery (恢复). So, as before, he and his wife come in when there's a new art show.”

    “But how does he enjoy the art?” I asked, “He can't see.”

    “Can't see? You're wrong. He sees a lot. More than you or I do.” The clerk said, “His wife describes each painting so he can see it in his head.”

    I learned something from the couple that day. I saw a young wife describing paintings to a person without sight (视力) and a husband who would not allow blindness to change his life. And I saw the love shared by two people as I watched this couple walk away hand in hand.

    Two hunters rented(租用) a small plane to fly them to a forest. They told the pilot to come back and pick them up in about two weeks. By the end of the two weeks， they had hunted a lot of animals and they wanted to put all of them onto the plane.

    But the pilot said， “This plane can only take one lamb. You'll have to leave the others behind.”

    Then one hunter said， “But last year， another pilot with the same plane let us take two lambs and some other animals onto the plane.”

    So the new pilot thought about it. Finally he said， “OK， since you did it last year， I think this year we can do it again.” Then they put all the animals they had hunted onto the plane， and the plane took off. Five minutes later， it crashed.

    The three men looked around， and one hunter asked the other one， “Where do you think we are now?”

     The other hunter looked around and said， “I think we're about one mile away from the place where the plane crashed last year.”

    Frank was clever, but he never liked to work hard. He often said to his friends, "If you work hard, you will make a lot of money, but it is not so good. I want easy work and a lot of money. That's the most interesting thing in the world."So he could only be a thief. But he still thought it was too much work, so he only told his friends what to do and got money from them.

    One day, Frank sent one of his friends to a very large and beautiful house. He told him to get money from that rich family. It was evening, and a man and a girl were in the room. They were playing a duet（二重奏） on a piano. Then the thief came into the house. 

    When he returned, Frank asked him what he had got. But he said, "I didn't take anything. That family can't have much money. You know, two people were playing on the same piano there. They did not have money to buy another piano."

Dear Frank,

    Thank you for your postcard. I'm very glad you are having a good trip now. Ottawa is very beautiful in May. I hope I will have a chance to go there one day.

    Our summer holiday will start next month. I enjoy my summer holiday, although(虽然)it's hot at that time in America. During the summer holiday, I can swim in the sea and go fishing. It's so cool. And I am going to our hometown near Chicago with my sister Linda, and my parents agree(同意). Our uncle lives there, so Linda and I can stay with him.

    We are not going to take a plane. We are going there by train. I am going to fish there. And Linda likes painting. She is going to do some painting there. I'm sure we'll have a good time.

Sincerely,

Jack

    It was Sunday and Tom was staying at home. After breakfast he went out into the garden and played quietly by himself. There were no kids around and he was used to playing alone quietly. He played with Bobby, the dog. He climbed up and down the tree. Sometimes a bird would come down to perch on top of the doghouse. Then Tom would have the greatest fun by throwing a stone or something at it. Though he never made it, he did like doing this kind of thing.

    Now Tom had been in the garden for half an hour. Suddenly a crack was heard and the little boy began crying.

   "What's the matter, Tom?" his mother looked through the kitchen window. Tom ran into the kitchen.

   "Mum," he sobbed." I broke Bobby's plate. I didn't know it was so fragile."

    His mother put her arms round him and said," Don't feel so sad, Tom. We have other plates for Bobby. But how did you break that one?"

   "I threw it at a bird but missed, and it went straight to the plate."

    In Tom's hand was his father's gold pocket watch!