Last summer holiday, I got a job working at a coffee shop.

    One rainy day, one of my regular customers(顾客）camein. He looked upset. He said he wanted to get in bed, pull the sheets(被单) up over his head, and stay there for a few years. I knew that he was unhappy.

    Before he left, I handed him a bag along with his iced coffee. He was surprised, since he hadn't ordered anything but coffee. I had given him his favorite type of doughnut(油炸圏饼).

  "It's on me," I told him. "Have a nice day. "

    He smiled and thanked me before heading into the rain.

    The next day, it was still raining. I spent my afternoon hanging out the window handing people their orders. I was wet and cold. Worse, no one was tipping(给小费）that day.

    In the evening, the customer from the day before drove up to the window. He handed me a pink rose and a note. He said that not many people took time to care about others today. With a friendly wave, he drove away.

    I ran to the back of the shop and read the note. It read:

Christine，

    Thanks for being so sweet, kind yesterday. It is so nice to meet someone who's so nice. Please don't change your ways! Have a great day!

—Hank

    After that, whenever I felt upset, I thought of Hank and his kindness. Then I would smile，hold my head up high, clear my throat and ask politely, "How can I help you?"

    China's female swimmer Fu Yuanhui came third in Women's 100 meter backstroke(仰泳) on Monday morning(Beijing time)at Rio(里约)Olympics．China's online community has gone crazy about the 1996一born girl，not because of her performance in the semifinal or her achievement，but because of her cheerful answer to her performance during an interview by CCTV．

Finishing the 100 meter backstroke with 58.95 seconds，Fu，who thought it was 59 seconds，was quite surprised with the result．This was the first moment when she impressed Chinese audience with her surprising look and body language in front of the camera．The second time that the young swimmer amazed the audience was her honest and direct answer to a question raised by the reporter． “We know that your body condition was not that good in the past year and it's not easy to have such a result．Do you think you are now as good as before?”asked the reporter． “It is my best score ever．I have worked for three months on the recovery．Only tile ghost knows what I have come through．”said Fu．“It was so painstaking that sometimes I felt like l was going to die．”

    In the interview, Fu used a phrase ”Hong Huang Zhi Li” to describe the great efforts she has made in preparing for the competition，which soon became a popular word on the Internet．

    Nowadays there are many people going from villages or small towns to big cities to realize their dreams, but there are also people doing the opposite.

    Janet Lincoln moved to St Louis five years ago. Here's what she said:

    "I used to live in a small town called Bertrand. I grew up there. After I graduated (毕业) from high school, I worked in a supermarket. There were about 800 people in my town, and I knew most of them. Most of them knew me, too. At the age of 21, I got a chance (机会) and moved to St. Louis. I love it. I don't know as many people now as I used to, but that's OK. I live in an apartment and have a few good friends. There are a lot of fun things to do in the big city."

    Troy Henson has the opposite experience. He, his wife and their two children moved from St. Louis to Bloomfield three years ago. Here's what Troy said:

    "Both Darla and I grew up in St. Louis. We met at college and got married. Then the kids came along and life got difficult. We didn't know any of our neighbors. We both had good jobs, and we were always very busy. But it seemed there was never enough money. That all changed when we moved to Bloomfield. We don't make as much money as we used to, but we don't have as many expenses (开支) as we did and we are relaxed. It's good.

    One night, a young woman was driving along a country road. It was dark and rainy. Suddenly she saw an old woman by the side of the road, holding up her hand as if she wanted a lift(搭车).

   "I can't leave her out in such bad weather," the young woman said to herself. She stopped her car and opened the door.

   "Do you want a lift?" she asked. The old woman nodded and climbed into the car. After a while, she talked with the old woman. But the old woman didn't say anything. The old woman only nodded or shook（摇）head. She tried again." Bad weather for the time of the year" she said.  The old woman nodded.

    Then the young woman noticed that the old woman's hands, which were large and hairy (多毛的). Suddenly she realized(意识到)that" she" was a man! She stopped the car." I can't see out of the rear screen(后视镜)," she said. "Would you please help me clean it?

   "The old woman" nodded and opened the door. As soon as "she" was out of the door, the young woman drove off as fast as she could.

When she got to the next village, she stopped. She noticed "the old woman left "her" handbag behind. She picked it up and opened it. Inside was a gun(枪).

    I've loved my mother's desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as Mother sat writing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the most wonderful thing in the world.

    Years later, during her final illness, Mother kept different things for my sister and brother. "But the desk," she said again, "it's for Elizabeth."

    I never saw her anger, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me. She showed it in action. But as a young girl, I wanted heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter.

    They never happened. And a gulf opened between us. I was "too emotional". But she lived "on the surface".

    As years passed I had my own family. I loved my mother and thanked her for our happy family. I wrote to her in careful words and asked her to let me know in any way she chose that she did forgive me.

    I posted the letter and waited for her answer. None came.

    My hope turned to disappointment, then little interest and, finally, peace-it seemed that nothing happened. I couldn't be sure that the letter had even got to Mother. I only knew that I had written it, and I could stop trying to make her into someone she was not.

    Now the present of her desk told, as she'd never been able to, that she was pleased that writing was my chosen work. I cleaned the desk carefully and found some papers inside-a photo of my father and a one-page letter, folded(折叠)and refolded many times.

    Give me an answer, my letter asks, in any way you choose. Mother, you always choose the act that speaks louder than words.

    Ruo Dong and Ruo Jun are brothers. They are from Chengdu. Ruo Dong is 10 years old and Ruo Jun is 9 years old. They can speak Mandarin(普通话). Now they are in Hangzhou, and they study in No. 5 Middle School. Their family are all in Hangzhou. There are five people in their family. They are their parents, their sister and themselves. Their mother is a teacher. Their father is a doctor. Their sister is very young. She is only 3 years old. She goes to a kindergarten. They say Hangzhou is a very interesting city. They like the friendly people, the delicious food and its culture(文化). They like Hangzhou very much.