27- year - old Ross OC Jennings has become an online celebrity for his bagpipe-playing (演奏风笛) photos across the globe. He calls 1 the First Piper.

    The seed for the world traveling idea 2 him when he attended a travel expo in London, where he met adventurers who shared their 3from across the globe. Ross was attracted by their stories.

    The 4 began on a night in Tunisia in May 2014 by chance. Ross 5 his bags without knowing much about the North African country. 6Tunisia, he traveled across Western Europe, the mountains of China, played in front of the Taj Mahal in India and Cambodians ancient temples. But his greatest 7was in Kenya.

    On the way to Nairobi, Ross arrived at a famous 8 sanctuary (禁猎区) and hotel in Kenya. He begged the hotel owners to ask if he could play the bagpipes there. They answered9, "Of course the house was built by a Scotsman." "the minute I started playing all these giraffes started 10 towards me, rocking. It was the most 11 audience I've ever had.

    Ross has three 12 when traveling. First, pipe in a school to interact with students; second, challenge himself to play in a dramatic place; and last, play in public. His Facebook is filled with 13 taken from around the world.

    Ross's journey is all 14 thanks to his unique music career, which started at the 15 of thirteen when he was offered the chance to play bagpipes at school. After leaving university, he 16 "the last thing I wanted to do was work behind a desk". Inspired by the travel expo and equipped with his bagpipes, he made his wish to17a real desk.

    18 planning what to do in the countries Ross visits, the plans seem to find him. He said, "Chance is a big part of it. That's why I partly, intentionally, don't try to plan too much." The music connects people in uncommon and wonderful 19. "Without having this dripping in clichés（陈词滥调）, it is amazing how20 does connect people and how it makes people smile," Ross said.

A Welcome Gift

    Dario and his mother loved their new apartment. The living room was large enough for their piano. That night, the two of them 1side by side at the piano. They played jazz music to celebrate their new home. The loud2filled the room and made them feel very happy.

    The next morning, 3, their happiness disappeared. Someone had left a 4under their door during the night. One of their neighbor had written to complain(抱怨) about the sound of the piano. Dario's mother asked the building superintendent(管理员) if he knew anything about it. But he said that they were all 5people and he couldn't imagine any of them had done that. Later that morning, Dario suggested that they write a letter to their 6and apologize for their playing.

    “Maybe we could go and7everyone in person.” his mother said.

    “What if we invited them to come here for a 8instead? Dario asked.

    They both loved the  9. Over the next few days, they sent out invitations and prepared desserts10their guests. They decorated the apartment with streamers(彩带) and party lights.

    Finally, the day of the party11. Some guests brought presents. Others brought flowers. Some even brought desserts to12. One woman, Mrs. Gilbert, 13Dario's mother with a book of piano music by Chopin.

    “I heard you playing the other night,” she said. “The sounds woke me out of bed. I14 that you might play like this every night. So I wrote a short note. I hope you don't think I disliked the playing.”

    Dario's mother smiled at Mrs. Gilbert. “I think maybe we15you an apology.” she said. “I didn't16how late it was when we were playing. Maybe we should play some quieter music at night.

    “You play, you play!” Mrs. Gilbert said. “I like what you play! Just not so loud at night.” She pointed to the book she had given them. “These songs are not such17music.”

    “These songs are beautiful music.” Dario's mother said. “We will be 18to play them in the evening.”

    “And we won't play so loud or late!” Dario said. He was already looking forward to19  the new music. More than that, however, he was happy to see the big smile on his mother's face. It gave him a feeling of20and made him feel that they were home at last.

    The moon had gone behind a cloud and there weren't many stars in the sky. As I took a glance（一瞥）at my neighbor's house, I saw a flame （火焰）in his 1. I thought he was having a midnight fast food so I went back to my2.

    Soon, there was a 3 smell in the air and I guessed something was wrong. 4, I jumped out of bed and went downstairs to 5. I saw fire coming out of my neighbour's kitchen. Right away, I 6"Fire! Fire!" But there was no one nearby to 7 my shouts for help.

    I 8into my house, called the Fire Department and went back to my neighbour's house. I rang the doorbell, hit on the door and 9 my neighbour's name but there was no 10. I managed to 11 the house and rescued a cat and a rabbit.

    I tried to throw water through the kitchen window 12 it was no use; the fire was too strong. 13, a fire engine arrived and soon the firemen put out the fire. They arrived just 14 as the fire was going to 15 to the other rooms in the house.

    When my neighbour came back, he was 16 because his kitchen was burnt down, but he thanked me for calling the Fire Department and for saving his 17. He wanted to give me some money in return but I did not 18 it.

    Weeks later, my neighbour repaired and restored his kitchen. He 19 me to see his new kitchen and there he gave me a medal（奖章） that he had 20 ordered from a factory. It made me feel very happy.

    My father and I are moving gracefully(优雅地) across the floor. Around and around we go, 1 and nodding to the other dancers. We are the best dancers on the floor, they tell us. My father holds my hand and smiles at me. All the years that I 2 to dance with him disappear now. And those 3 times come back.

    I remember when I was almost three and my father came home from work, he pulled me into his 4 and began to dance me around the table. We danced through the years. One night when I was fifteen, I was 5 in some painful feelings. My father asked me to dance with him. “Come on,” he said, “let's get the 6 on the run.” When I turned away from him, my father put his hand on my shoulder, and I 7 out of the chair shouting, “Don't touch me! I am sick and 8 of dancing with you!” I saw the 9 on his face, but words were out and I could not call them back. I ran to my room crying 10.

    We did not dance together after that night. My father waited up for me through my high school and college years when I danced my way out of his 11. Many years later, soon after his 12 picked up from a heart problem, my mother wrote that they had 13 a dance club. “You remember how your father loves to dance.” Yes, I remembered. My eyes filled up with 14. I knew he was waiting for a(an) 15 from me, but I could never find the right words.

As my parent's 50th wedding anniversary 16, I knew 17 I wanted to do was dance once more with my father. On the big day, in the party after the dinner, my parents danced around the room with the other dancers. I walked 18 the dancing people, looking directly into my father's eyes, “Excuse me, but I believe this is my dance.” My father stood 19. Our eyes met and traveled back to that night when I was fifteen. In a(an) 20 voice, I said, “Let's get the unhappiness on the run.” My father bowed(鞠躬) and said, “Oh, yes. I've been waiting for you.”

    I used to be a very self-centered person, but in the past two years I have really changed. I have started to think about other people 1I think about myself. I am happy that I am becoming a 2person.

    I think my 3started when I was at Palomar College. At first, I just wanted to get my4and be left alone. I thought I was smarter than everyone else, so I hardly ever5to anyone in my classes. By the end of my first semester, I was really 6It seemed as if everyone but me had made friends and was having fun. So I tried a（n）7.I started asking people around me how they were doing, and if they were having trouble I 8to help. That was really a big 9for me. By the end of the year, I had several new friends, and two of 10 are still my best friends today.

    A bigger cause of my new 11, however, came when I took a part-time job at Vista Nursing Home. One old lady there who had Alzheimer's disease became my 12. Every time I came into her room, she was so13because she thought I was her daughter. Her real daughter never 14her, so I took her place. She let me 15that making others feel good made me feel good too. When she died, I was 16, but I was also very grateful to her.

    I think I am a much17person today than I used to be, and I hope I will not18these experiences. They have 19me to care about other people more than about myself. I 20who I am today, and I could not say that a few years ago.

    A terrible fever made Anne Sullivan nearly lose her eyesight in her childhood, and the doctors said she was a hopelessly mad girl. She had been1in the basement of a mental hospital (精神病医院) in Boston. Sometimes, little Annie2 hit anyone who came near to her. She ignored everyone who appeared in front of her most of the time.

    However, an old nurse 3 that little Annie had hope. She went to4little Annie every day. The child ignored her in most cases, but the old nurse5stopped seeing her every day in the basement. The6 lady left cookies for little Annie and spoke words full of encouragement to her. She believed that as long as she showed7, little Annie could get better.

    Finally, the doctors noticed the8in little Annie. They moved her upstairs and her condition continued9Then her last day there came, and the child who seemed to be "10" went out of the locked door of the mental hospital.

    After she grew up, Anne Sullivan hoped to11 others, just as the kind old nurse helped her. She became the12of Helen Keller. She13her, trained her strictly and worked with her14she lit the candle that brought15to the whole world. Anne Sullivan16a miracle (奇迹) in the life of Helen Keller. But first it was a kind nurse who had full17in little Annie that turned a(n)18 child into a great teacher.

    If there had been no Anne Sullivan, the name of Helen Keller would not be19But if there hadn't been a20who kept showing love, Anne Sullivan wouldn't be known to the world, either.