Suddenly my mobile phone rang. “Where are you?” the urgent voice demanded on my phone.

    The woman on the other end of the phone had1news—news that would  change  my  life forever.  Apparently  my 2was on his way home at lunchtime3he suffered an unexpected heart attack.4a neighbor's sharp eyes had spotted him. By now it was after 1pm and Ueli was on his way to the nearest hospital. It turned out that,5a huge effort by a large team of medical staff, nine hours after the6, Ueli, the father of two of my sons, died.

    But Ueli's story didn't7there. Ever since I met him, he had8that, should he die before me, I must ensure that if it were possible his9would be donated. So on that awful night I10the medical staff  to  help  make  his  wishes 11.   Once the 12were made, I thought that I had honored Ueli's final act of selflessness and would hear no more of it.

    Some time later,13, I received a letter telling me that the corneas(角膜) had been successfully transplanted into the eyes of two young women who would benefit greatly from improved vision. What a14it was to know that this generous man's15 would have such a positive impact on these women. But the best news was16to come. More than a year after Ueli died, a lovely card arrived in the mail from the organ donor organization,17me that a young man who may not have lived much longer had successfully18Ueli's heart valve(心瓣膜).

    What happiness I have! I know Ueli would have been extremely19to have had a part in20this young man's life and ensuring that he would now pursue his own dreams with much improved health. Now I can forever say, “Rest in peace, Ueli; you'll be remembered—even by strangers.”

    I can still remember it as if it happened yesterday. I was a college freshman and had 1 most of the night before, laughing and 2 with friends. Now just before my first class of the day my eyelids were feeling heavier and heavier and my 3 was dropping down to my desk to make my textbook a 4. A few minutes' nap (小睡) time before class wouldn't hurt, I thought.

    BOOM! I 5 my eyes and looked around with my heart beating wildly trying to find the 6 of the noise. My young professor was looking at me with a 7 on his face. He had dropped his textbooks onto the teacher's desk 8. “Good morning!” he said, still smiling. “I am glad to see everyone is 9. Now let's get started.”

    For the next hour I wasn't 10 at all. It wasn't from the shock of my professor's textbook alarm clock. It was 11 from the interesting discussion he led. With knowledge and good humor, he made the material 12. His words were full of both wisdom and loving-kindness. When the class was over, I left the classroom not only wide awake, but a little 13 and a little better as well.

    I learned something far more important than not sleeping in class that day too. I learned that if you are going to do something in this life, do it well and do it with joy. What a wonderful world it would be 14 every teacher, doctor, cook, businessman, farmer and worker made their work an expression of their love. Don't sleepwalk through your life then. 15 up! Let your love fill your work. Life is too short not to live it well.

    I lifted my wet woollen gloves to my face and wiped the snowflakes from my eyes. I could not feel my nose and my 1 formed a thick fog in the air. The biting wind was making me 2. I was fed up! I didn't want to be here. I wanted to go home. But Mum and Dad had 3me to go for a Sunday afternoon walk in the park. I could see my4 in the snowy path, like a trail of breadcrumbs (一串面包屑) in the forest showing me the way5.

    I stopped and listened to my 6 I could 7 the wind crying like a homeless dog hungry for a delicious 8 The once-green tree 9 which used to wave gently in the breeze, had become bare, and the grass was covered with a 10 blanket of fresh snow. Then I saw a broken spider's web shining golden beneath a pale sun. My breath was like silky soft 11floating up into the freezing cold air.

    Suddenly there was Mum, 12 handing me a big cup of hot chocolate. Her big smile immediately 13 my heart.

“Here you are, Jo. This will keep you 14” she said as she placed a comforting arm around my shoulders and 15her cheek against mine.

    I slowly took a mouthful of the hot16and felt it slowly dripping down my throat like lava (熔岩)17 down a mountainside. My wet woollen gloves were now warm, not 18.  My breath warmed, and I was 19fed up or cold. I was happy and 20.

    Alice was very worried about her dad. For some time now she had noticed he was 1 his hair. One day, she asked him, “Daddy, every day you have less hair.2 is that?” Her father smiled and said, “It's the hair thief. He visits my head during the night when I'm 3. One by one he 4 out my hair, as much as he likes.”

    This worried Alice but she was 5 to help her father. That very night she stayed 6 as long as she could. When she was 7 her dad and mom had fallen asleep, she took a hammer and went straight to their bedroom. She walked carefully in order not to make any 8. She didn't want the hair thief to hear her. Then she began carefully 9 her father's head. When she arrived at her father's side, she began looking at his head,10to catch the hair thief as soon as he appeared. Before long, she saw a shadow on it and 11 all her strength, she swung the hammer down.

    Thwack! Her father 12a loud cry. The lump(肿块) on his head was big and growing.13 with shock, he turned the light on and saw Alice waving her hammer in the 14 with her hands. “Daddy, I 15 got him. I thought I 16 him, but it looks like he escaped!” said Alice. At the same time, the mother woke up. She 17laughing when she knew what had happened.

    So Alice's father had to 18to her that the hair thief didn't exist, and that losing hair is something that just happens 19 to most daddies. And Alice still worried about her daddy, but she no longer waited for the hair thief.20 , she bought her daddy a very nice sleeping hat.

    Have you ever traveled around by bike? This spring my older brother and I 1 the busy city and spent a long weekend 2  in the countryside. Our speed was only around 14 kph, but we didn't 3 . We hadn't come to break any speed records,  4 . All we wanted was some 5 air and a break from schoolwork.

    We really 6 ourselves while cycling along traffic-free country paths. There was plenty of sunshine, 7 it was quite cold,  8  in the mornings. The good news was that soon we  9 as we rode along. Our only 10 was when my brakes (刹车) started making a terrible noise. But I didn't care as it gave us an  11   to visit a café while a bike mechanic (机修工) had a look at it.

    Every few kilometers there was a  12  where we could talk with local people. One of the women was very  13  and showed us the way when we got lost. On Saturday night we were   14  at 2 a.m. by some young people. They kept singing loudly in the next room, which made us 15 all night. We felt very 16  when we got up the next morning. Soon we 17 . We were more cheerful on the way when the sun came out. 18  , things like that happened only once. Anyway I still like traveling around by bike — it's 19 and it's fun. If you're looking for a short break that's active and cheap, then cycling is a great 20 !

    One of the most inspiring quotes(名言) I ever heard was by Brian Tracy. He said: "The1between successful people and unsuccessful people is that successful people2many more times than unsuccessful people."

    I deeply understood the 3 of the quote soon after my fist book was published.

    I was living in Atlanta at the time and 4 my fist signing sale for my new book at the phoenix and Dragon, the largest bookstore in the city. Although a nice sign was placed outside the room 5images of both me and my book, The 9 Insights of the Wealthy Soul, not a single customer entered the room. 6each minute passed, I became increasingly7.

    At 6:25 pm, just before the store's8, I began to get myself ready to leave. At that moment, just when I couldn't fell any 9, a middle-aged couple walked into the room. I managed to 10 my emotions and introduced myself and my book.

    The couple turned the pages each other, and the husband 11 to his wife. She then told me," I think we'll get the book."

    Despite the impulse (冲动)to jump 12, and hold their hands to thank them for being my13readers, I realized the woman was trying to say something else.

    "The 14 we're buying it is that our son died two years ago," she said. "Maybe your book will help us 15 it."

    At that moment, I knew if never sold a copy of the book, my four years of  16 had been meaningless.

    Although I would have many more challenging years 17 my book became a bestseller, this couple's story was all the18I needed at that point to keep me 19.

    Thanks to them, I would realize that the greatest of lives are made all in the same way: One challenge ... one challenge ... one difficulty ... one step ... and one small20 at a time.