Before you put on a frown (皱眉)，make absolutely sure there are no smiles available.

—Jim Beggs

    The last time my eighty-three-year-old mother visited, I asked how she was feeling. It's a valid question. She has,1, had two knee replacements, a metal rod placed in her femur, and arthritis (关节) is settling into her bones so 2 she can no longer roll the dough (生面团) to make her famous cinnamon crisps. She moves 3 and with precision (准确) to avoid another 4.

    But she hasn't5moving. In fact, she and my father attended their first Jimmy Buffet concert this summer, where they sat on the lawn. Here's the thing about my parents: They6say no to an invitation or a new 7. If they can make it work, they're willing to8 just about anything. When we need them to come stay with the kids, we have to get on their9 far in advance.

    They10 us daily.

When asked how she was feeling, my mother responded without an ounce (盎司) of11: "Well, almost everything hurts every day. Some days are better than others. But you know what I've discovered? It doesn't12 a bit to smile. So that's what I've decided to do...13at everyone I see. I may not be able to do all the things I used to do, but I can at least14 someone's day."

    It is such simple wisdom, and such a profound shift.

    Moving the15from what we don't have, from what we've lost, from how we've been burdened to what we can16others is the difference between living in the dark and giving off17. And illumination (光亮), of course, makes traveling so much easier for us and for others.

    In chaos theory (混沌理论), the butterfly effect maintains that the18 breeze from a butterfly's wing can19the path of a hurricane halfway across the world.

    Imagine, then, the possibilities that exist20 a single smile.

    One month ago, my daughter started kindergarten. As usual, I wished her success. I was telling a lie. What I actually wish for her is 1. I believe in the power of failure.

    Success is 2 in a sense. Success is proving that you can do something that you already know you can do, or doing something correctly the first time, which can 3 be a problematic victory. First-time success is usually a fluke (侥幸). First-time failure, 4, is expected; it is the natural order of things.

    Failure is how we learn. I have been told of an African phrase 5 a good cook as “she who has broken many pots”. If you have spent enough time in the 6to have broken a lot of pots, probably you know a fair amount about 7. I once had a late dinner with a group of chefs, and they spent time 8 knife wounds and burn scars. They knew how much credibility (可信度) their 9 gave them.

    I earn my 10 by writing a daily newspaper column. Each week I am 11 that one column is going to be the worst column of the week. I don't just set out to write it; I try my best every day. 12, every week, one column is inferior (较差的) to the others, sometimes extremely so.

    I have learned to 13 that column. A successful column usually means that I am treading (踏) on14 ground, going with tricks that work, or dressing up popular ideas in fancy words. Often in my inferior columns, I am trying to 15 something I've never done before, something that I'm not even sure can be done.

    My daughter is a perfectionist. She will feel her failures, and I will want to 16 her. But I will also, I hope, 17 her of what she learned, and how she can do 18 next time. I probably won't tell her that failure is a good thing, because that's not a(n)19 you can learn when you're five. I hope I can tell her, though, that it's not the end of the world. Indeed, with luck, it is the 20.

    Despite being married for over 17 years, Jeff and Angela Hartung are still going through the getting-to-know-each-other stage of their relationship. That's because, close to five years ago, Angela was 1 by a car while crossing a New York City intersection.

    "I do not 2 anything at all. I asked for my two 3 .I thought they were like 2 and 8 years old. They were 17 and 23 years old," said Angela.

    After the accident, Angela was 4 to recall about fifteen years of her life. When she woke up from her coma ( 昏迷), Angela thought she was still 5 to her first husband, who had passed away years ago, and she had zero memory of her present 6 , Jeff. Even after seeing their wedding album, Angela had no 7 who Jeff was. This left Jeff with a difficult  8—how could he 9 his wife's love for the second time?

    First, Jeff covered their house with photos, and reminders of 10 times before Angela's accident. He then 11  courting ( 求婚) her all over again .Most importantly, Jeff refused to leave Angela's 12 , even when she couldn't remember who he was.13, Jeff's efforts paid off and Angela 14 for him all over again. This called for some kind of 15 .

    In order to restart their 16 love story, Jeff and Angela retold their vows in New York City's Central Park. They 17 invited all of their closest friends and family members.

    Jeff truly feels 18 that he was able to earn his wife's love all over again. "I 19 believe that this happened for a reason," he said:"How many times have we said, 'I wish I could go 20 and do something over again?' I've gotten to do that."

    The school held a teacher-parent meeting. A mother was asked to attend his son's school's first teacher-parent meeting. To the little boy's 1, she said she would go. This was the first time that his classmates and teacher 2 his mother and he felt 3 of her appearance. Although she was a 4 woman, there was a severe scar (疤痕) that 5 nearly the entire right side of her face. The boy never wanted to 6 why or how she got the scar.

    The people at the meeting were 7 by the kindness and natural beauty of his mother in spite of the scar, 8 the little boy was still embarrassed (尴尬) and 9 himself from everyone. However, he could 10 a conversation between his mother and his teacher.

    The teacher asked 11, “How did you get the scar on your face?”

    The mother replied, “12 my son was a baby, he was in a room that caught fire. Everyone was 13 afraid to go in because the fire was 14, so I went in. As I was running toward his bed, I saw a long piece of wood coming down and I placed myself over him trying to protect him. I was knocked 15 but fortunately, a fireman came in and saved both of us.” She 16 the burned side of her face.” This scar will be 17, but to this day, I have never 18 what I did.”

    Hearing this，the little boy came out running toward his mother with tears in his eyes. He held her in his arms and felt a great 19 of the sacrifice (牺牲) that his mother had made for him. He held her hand 20 for the rest of the day.

A chance encounter left both inspired about the country

    Anthony Maggert knew just about everything about Colin Powell. He'd read all of his books. He'd watched him on television, awed by the1 he showed even in the hardest times. And then, he got into the military, 2 23 years in Afghanistan, where he lost one3. It had been Powell whom he'd thought of 4. He was an ideal to strive toward.

    On Tuesday, Maggert was driving on the Capital Beltway. When he noticed a tall man5down beside his car, trying to fix a flat front tire, Maggert immediately thought he 6him.

    But no, it couldn't be. Out here? Thinking he'd help the trapped driver7way, he8his car, and with an artificial leg, walked toward the man. That was when he realised that he'd been9. A few miles away, in Washington, the government had shut down, two sides shouting at each other.  But out here, the matter at hand was 10, a flat tire. The two of them11about Afghanistan while fixing the tire.

    "Such a gentleman,"Maggert said of the former U. S. secretary of state, now 81, 12whom he again saw that effortless calm. "I hope when I'm that13, I'm as energetic as he is." All that day, Maggert thought about what happened.

    Later that day, Maggert wrote him a14:"General Powell,I hope I never forget today because I'll never forget reading your books," he said.  "You were always a(n)15, a leader and statesman. You were the giant whose shoulders we stood upon to carry the torch to16the way and now it is tomorrow's generation that must do the same. "

    Powell then17in kind: "Thanks, Anthony," he wrote in a public Facebook post. "You touched my soul and18me about why this country is so great. Let's stop19at each other. Let's just take care of each other. You made my 20."

A little boy selling magazines for school walked up to a house that people hardly visited.The house was very old and the owner hardly ever came out.When he did come out he would not say hello to neighbors or passers-by but simply just glare(瞪眼看)at them.

The boy knocked on the door and waited,sweating from fear of the old man.The boy's parents told him to stay away from the house.A lot of the other neighborhood children were told the same from their parents.

As he was ready to walk away,the door slowly opened."What do you want?" the old man said.The little boy was very afraid but he had a quota(份额) to meet for school with selling the magazines.

"Uh,sir,I uh am selling these magazines and uh I was wondering if you would like to buy one." The old man just stared at the boy.The boy could see inside the old man's house and saw that he had dog figurines(小狗雕像) on the wall."Do you collect dogs?" the little boy asked."Yes,I have many collections in my house.They are my family here.They are all I have." The boy then felt sorry for the man,as it seemed that he was a very lonely soul."Well,I do have a magazine here for collectors.It is perfect for you.I also have one about dogs since you like dogs so much." The old man was ready to close the door on the boy and said,"No,boy,I don't need any magazines of any kind,now goodbye."

The little boy was sad that he was not going to make his quota with the sale.He was also sad for the old man being so alone in the big house that he owned.The boy went home and then had an idea.He had a little dog figurine that he got some years ago from an aunt.The figurine did not mean nearly as much to him since he had a real live dog and a large family.

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The boy headed back down to the old man's house with the figurine.

From that day on something changed inside the old man.