Last year, my brother and I went to Miami for a vacation. Some of my friends who had been there before said {#blank#}1{#/blank#}was a wonderful holiday destination. Before we went, we had planned for months. When the day came, we were ready.

    After our plane landed, we went to the hotel. We had made our reservation six months{#blank#}2{#/blank#}(early),but the man at the front desk said there had been a mistake. We{#blank#}3{#/blank#}(tell)that our rooms hadn't been reserved for that week, {#blank#}4{#/blank#}for the week after. I didn't understand {#blank#}5{#/blank#}this would happen and my credit card had already been charged {#blank#}6{#/blank#}the reservation. What's worse, the hotel had been fully booked. When we were wondering what to do, the manager came out. She was{#blank#}7{#/blank#}(surprise)helpful. She apologized for the mistake and gave us a spare VIP room on {#blank#}8{#/blank#}top floor. We had never stayed in such an amazing room, and we weren't charged extra.

    The next day, my brother and I went to the beach {#blank#}9{#/blank#}we watched some people play volleyball. We got a little{#blank#}10{#/blank#}(sunburn),but the day had been so relaxing that we didn't mind.

I'm a single mother with a{#blank#}1{#/blank#}( grow ) son. I love him more than I can say. He's a good person, a great guy {#blank#}2{#/blank#}so many ways —- smart, {#blank#}3{#/blank#}(create), kind to animals, etc. We get along well, have common interests and enjoy each {#blank#}4{#/blank#}(other) company. The rest of my immediate family is {#blank#}5{#/blank#} (die), and he is literally all the family I have.

The problem is that he is {#blank#}6{#/blank#}( turn ) 30 and shows no signs of wanting to leave home. He {#blank#}7{#/blank#}(do)move out and try the roommate route twice, but both times it did not turn out well and he moved back in with me. This wouldn't be so bad —- we do get along well —- but he doesn't pay half the expenses, or even a quarter. In fact, he doesn't pay me {#blank#}8{#/blank#} (something) at all. My frequent requests for him {#blank#}9{#/blank#}(contribute) to the rent and utilities(公用设施) often result in losing his temper and yelling at me that all I care about is money. He {#blank#}10{#/blank#} (spend) his salary on himself: clothes, movies, computer accessories. It's as if he still sees himself as a teenager with an allowance.

    I grew up in one of the poorest communities on the south side of Atlanta, US and was raised by a single mother who didn't finish 3rd grade. Not many people expected much of me, so I had to expect something of {#blank#}1{#/blank#}.

    On my 13th birthday, I bought a poster of Harvard and put it up in my room. Being at Harvard was {#blank#}2{#/blank#} I dreamt about all the time though many people thought it was far {#blank#}3{#/blank#} my reach. I would bum the midnight oil,{#blank#}4{#/blank#} (bury) in piles of books. I'd begin my day by asking myself these two questions, "What do I want in my life?" and "Are the things I am doing today going to get me closer to that life?"

    {#blank#}5{#/blank#} (remind) myself of my goal each made it easy to say no to the same choices I saw my peers making, because those paths wouldn't have taken me closer to my goal. Asking myself those questions gave me the courage and energy to study just one more hour on my SATs when my friends were asleep; and it gave me the determination to submit（提交）just one more scholarship {#blank#}6{#/blank#} (apply) when 180 others had already turned me down.

    On March 31st, 2011, {#blank#}7{#/blank#} email arrived from Harvard. The first word was "Congratulations!" A

    month later, Harvard invited me to visit the campus {#blank#}8{#/blank#} for the first time I got to see inside Sanders Theater, tour Widener Library and eat dinner in Annenberg Hall. I couldn't wait to start my {#blank#}9{#/blank#} (explore) here.

    Who you are today is the result of the decisions that {#blank#}10{#/blank#} (make) earlier, and who you will be tomorrow will be the result of the choices you make today. Who do you want to be tomorrow?

Living in a city can be stressful. But people in Bogota, Colombia have found a place to help ease stress and get a{#blank#}1{#/blank#}(peace) break from busy life. The place is a {#blank#}2{#/blank#}(protect) park for hummingbirds(蜂鸟).

The park is at the top of Montserrat Hill. The area{#blank#}3{#/blank#} (contain) a forest which has turned into a quiet place for both people and birds. As the hummingbirds fly from flower to flower, some people take pictures with cameras or phones.

"Sometimes it doesn't seem real because we are close to{#blank#}4{#/blank#} city with the population of 8 million,{#blank#}5{#/blank#} create noise every day," said Camino Carter, a caretaker in the park. His job is{#blank#}6{#/blank#}(mix) water and sugar that is put in bird feeders.

{#blank#}7{#/blank#}(visitor) to the park can see between 25 to 35 different species of birds. But ten years ago, the hill was {#blank#}8{#/blank#} (complete) destroyed, and no trees {#blank#}9{#/blank#}(leave) on it.

Luckily, measures were taken by the government. Workers began to replant local trees and flowers to bring the forest back{#blank#}10{#/blank#} life.

Presently, there are 115 species of birds, including 18 kinds of hummingbirds in the park.