It is a sunny Sunday morning. Lana and her mother are on a big bus. There are 1 people on it. Some 2 from America, and some 3 England and Canada. They are all 4 friends. They are going to the Great Wall.

     5 are two Chinese on the bus. 6 is a woman. She is 7 the bus. The other is a young man. He 8 good English. He is now talking 9 the Great Wall. The other people are all listening to him. They like the Great Wall. They want to see it 10.

  This is a picture1a street．In the street we can see a food shop. There is much food2the shop．Look! That's Uncle Wang．He is3a bike．There is a boy4 the bike．There are some old men5the table．They are drinking tea, and they are talking happily．

    1 name is Chen Gang. I'm 2 Chinese boy. I 3twelve. I 4 English. I'm in 5. I'm in Class Seven, Grade One. My 6 name is Miss Gao. She is a good teacher. 7school I have a friend. 8name is Ma Qiang.

    This is a photo of my 9. That man is my father. 10 is thirty-nine. The woman is my mother, she is thirty-seven. The girl is my sister. She is ten. That boy is me.

    Mr. White is a farmer. Last month he drove his truck to town and 1 the way his truck knocked down a boy and hurt him. He sent the boy to a 2 at once. He paid a lot of money for that, but the boy's parents wanted to get 3 money from him. So they said their son could4lift his right arm above his head.

    Mr. White's lawyer came and asked the boy a few questions in the court.

    “Now, my boy,” he said, “you5last month, weren't you?”

    “Yes, sir” said the boy.

    “And you can't lift your right arm now, can you?”

    “6, sir.”

    “Could you7us how you8lift your right arm?”

    Slowly the boy lifted his right arm before his nose.

    “Poor boy,” said the lawyer. “And how high9you lift it before the accident?”

    “Oh, very high,” said the boy proudly and the10went up right over his head.

    Bruce is my good friend. There are four people in his family. His parents 1both English teachers. He 2 a little brother. 3name is Peter. Peter is only five years old. He doesn't go to school and he doesn't know 4 to read or write.

    Now I am at Bruce's home. I see Peter sitting at the table with a pen5his hand. “What are you doing, Peter?” I ask. “I'm writing 6 my friend, Bill.” Says Peter. “But how 7write?” asks Bruce. “You don't know the words, because you don't go to  8 ”. With a smile, Peter says, “But it doesn't matter(没关系) because my 9 and I know the words on the moon. I write to him in the moon language(语言). It's easy for him to read my letter. I tell him an interesting story. I'm sure(确信) Bill will be 10 to read it.” What an interesting answer it is!

    Class is over. The students are very happy. Look, the girl with1hair is2a nice picture in the classroom. And the girl with short hair is reading a book. In the playground you can see some3playing yo-yo. And there is a4 boy skipping a rope5the tree. He wants to lose weight(减肥).