Joe Simpson and Simon Yates were the first people to climb the West Face of the Siula Grande in the Andes mountains. They reached the top 1 ， but on their way back conditions were very 2. Joe fell and broke his leg. They both knew that if Simon3alone，he would probably get back 4. But Simon decided to risk his5and try to lower Joe down the mountain on a rope.

As they 6down，the weather got worse. Then another 7occurred. They couldn't see or hear each other and，8 ， Simon lowered his friend over the edge of a precipice（峭壁）. It was9 for Joe to climb back or for Simon to pull him up. Joe's 10 was pulling Simon slowly towards the precipice.11 ， after more than an hour in the dark and the icy cold，Simon had to 12. In tears，he cut the rope. Joe 13 into a huge crevasse（裂缝） in the ice below. He had no food or water and he was in terrible pain. He couldn't walk，but he 14to get out of the crevasse and started to 15 towards their camp，nearly ten kilometers 16.

    Simon had 17the camp at the foot of the mountain. He thought that Joe must be 18 ， but he didn't want to leave 19. Three days later，in the middle of the night，he heard Joe's voice. He couldn't 20 it. Joe was there，a few meters from their tent，still alive.

    Once upon a time, a hardworking farmer had a fine farmland. And the harvest is always 1 under his care. But he knew that his three sons 2down upon the farm work, and were3to make wealth through adventure.

    When the farmer was old and felt that he would 4soon, he called the three sons to him and said, “My sons, there is a pot of gold hidden in the5 Dig for it, if you wish it.”

    The sons 6to get him to tell them in what part of the farmland the gold was hidden; but he would tell them 7more.

    After the farmer was dead, the sons went to work to 8the pot of gold; since they did not know9 the hiding-place was, they 10to begin in a line, at one end of the farmland, and to 11until one of them should find the money. They dug until they had turned up the 12from one end of the farmland to the other, round the tree-roots and between them.13no pot of gold was to be found. It seemed as if someone must have14it, or as if the farmer had been playing a joke on his15The three sons were very16to have all their work for nothing.

    The next year, the farmland produced 17food than they had ever given; when it was sold, it gave the sons a whole pot of18

    And when they saw how much money had come19the farmland, they suddenly understood what the 20father had meant.

    Every evening, I take a walk around the neighborhood. It has become a (an) 1. Even if I have already walked with someone or done another type of 2. I get out for this last mile or more. This is my time to 3 the day.

    Walking at 4 through my neighborhood brings the sounds of the 5 singing in the pond nearby and the sounds of the city train in the distance, occasionally interrupted by faraway 6 coming to and from the hospital. The sounds of these aircrafts remind me that whoever is being7 is probably having a much 8 day than me.

    Sometimes these walks are my way to recall events on the recent days. Or they are a way to 9 a problem or to be creative without interruptions of day-to-day life at home. 10 on other days, I try to be in the moment and just listen and look around in wonder, or be in gratitude for all the 11 things in life. Tonight when I walked, I just listened. When the moon is out and full or it's a dark evening with the stars shining, I love trying to 12 into the universe and 13 what is really out there.

    Everyone has a story. I spend some time with Mike. He has already walked 1,200 miles this year. 14 being diagnosed (诊断) with diabetes (糖尿病) four years ago, he started walking 5 or 6 15 every day. He has 16 64 pounds and his life has 17 a lot. On this 18, I also got to know Phillips. She walks every day. She is considering hiking the Camino de Santiago after watching the movie “The Way”.

    Just as last month has come and gone, this 19 will come and go. This is a 20 to go out today, take a walk and think of how you're going to pursue your dreams.

    It was the hottest day of the summer. I was driving along County Route 2, which went through the Sonoran Desert. Then I saw that a car had 1 down up ahead. It was the first car I'd seen in about half an hour. In the2, a few hundred feet ahead of the car, I saw a stooped(曲背的) figure 3 with a gas can in his hands. "There was nothing around for miles. There was no way this person going to 4it to the nearest town, which was a good twenty miles away, in this desert heat.

    I'd always been told to stay away from 5, but I thought if there ever was a time to do a good deed, this was it. Besides, 6I neared the figure, I saw an elderly man. I thought there was little7that he'd do me any harm. Therefore, I slowed down and pulled over. "Need a 8?" I asked.

    Now that I could see him clearly, it was 9 the old man was already in trouble. He'd only walked a hundred yards or so, and he looked as if he was going to pass out any moment. “I'd be most grateful, young lady, if you could help me get to a gas station,” he said slowly. “I seem to be out of petroleum.”

    "No problem," I replied.

    He 10 slowly into the car and kept silent for a few minutes while his body temperature normalized. I offered him a bottle of iced soda water. He accepted it 11. As we got close to the gas station, I asked him if he would like a ride back to his12. "I know it is 13your way," he paused. "And just where is your home, young lady?"

    "Elmwood," I replied, "And my name is Emily. Emily Hampton. "

    "You're a very kind lady, Ms. Hampton. My name is Edward Gilliam," said Edward.

    Edward 14 up his gas can. Then I drove him back to his car and helped him pour the petrol into his tank(邮箱). After that I followed him back into 15just to make sure he was OK. At the gas station, we waved goodbye.

    The next morning, the doorbell rang. I came down the stairs and saw a giant bouquet of flowers with small note16.

    "Dearest Emily, thank you for your17yesterday. You just might have saved my life. You 18an old man of how much beauty there is in this world. "

    There are lots of ways to raise awareness for a cause. Usually, the 1 the idea is, the more it gets noticed. And that's precisely why one 2 Frenchman has caught our attention.

    Baptiste Dubanchet is biking across Europe, surviving 3 on discarded（丢弃）food. The three-month, 1 900-mile journey from Paris to Warsaw is Dubanchet's 4 of raising awareness of food waste in Europe and throughout the world.

    As you can 5 , the trip is no piece of cake. While restaurants 6 tons of food each year, much of it remains inaccessible because of 7 garbage containers, health regulations, or business policies. Only about one in ten places 8 him food that would otherwise be discarded.

    For legal 9 , most restaurants have a policy against 10 food waste. "Some people have even 11 their jobs by giving me food," Dubanchet said.

    What's 12 interesting is the attitude various cities have toward Dubanchet's cause. Berlin has been the 13 while the most difficult was the Czech town of Pilsen. There, he had to 14 at some 50 different stores or restaurants before finding food. The 15 is all the more serious when you consider the 16 exercise required to bike from France to Poland.

    "I have to get food 17 because after all the biking I am tired and I need the 18 ,"

    Dubanchet explained. "Is my 19 full or empty? That is the most important thing, not what I am eating."

    He aims to 20 his journey by mid-July. With any luck, he'll turn a few more heads in the process.

Edward Ndiritu joined Lewa Wildlife Reserve in central Kenya in 1996 as a rhino monitor. Back then, illegal hunting had greatly reduced the country's black rhino population. Worried that they might become extinct, he worked his way up to lead Lewa's anti-hunting team. In 2015, his team's community-focused conservation method won him the first Wildlife Ranger Award from conservation charity Tusk.

He grew up in a village between Mount Kenya and the Aberdare Forest, which was once a wildlife route for migrating elephants and black rhinos. He saw them disappear gradually. He realized that hunting and the disruptive actions of the community were the reasons. The demand for rhino horn(角), which is very valuable in Asia, drives hunters. They are part of a big and rich crime network. There are people who help them by giving them equipment. In 2011 and 2012, Lewa had many difficulties. They lost rhinos. It was found that those involved in hunting were also linked to human smuggling(走私) and other illegal activities.

The hunting challenge has changed. Hunters now have networks, get information from the local community, and use technology like phones and motorbikes. Edward's team has adapted by using cameras, sensors, trackers, and a system that tells them when and where hunting might happen. They also work closely with the community, which is now the first 

line of defense. Lewa gives agricultural training, medical help, and business support to rural women. This makes locals more likely to report hunting before it happens.

To be a good forest guard, one needs to be honest, tough, and motivated. Edward now knows that making sure the forest guards are happy and well is very important. He is hopeful about wildlife conservation in Lewa. Funding is a problem, but organizations like Tusk are helping. Conservation is about people. Looking after those outside the reserve is necessary for the future of wildlife. Only when communities can live in harmony with the animals they see every day will there be a good future for wildlife.