A man had a little dog, and he liked it a lot. He would pat (拍) its head, put it on his knee and talk to it. Then he would give it some food from his own plate.

    A donkey (驴子) looked in through the window and saw the man and the dog.

    " Why doesn't he choose me as his pet?" said the donkey. "It is not fair. I work hard, and the dog only shakes its tail, barks and jumps onto the master's (主人) knee. It is not fair. "

    Then the donkey said to himself, "If I do what the dog does, the master may choose me as

his pet. "

    So the donkey ran into the room. He brayed (嘶叫) at the top of his voice. He shook his tail so hard that he knocked over a jar on the table. Then he tried to jump onto the master's knee.

    The master thought the donkey was maniacal , and he shouted, "Help ! Help ! "

    Some men came running in with sticks in their hands and they beat the donkey until he ran out of the house.

"I only did what the dog did, " said the donkey, "and yet they still regard the dog as their pet and they beat me with sticks. It is not fair. "

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    Last Friday, after doing all the family shopping in the town, I wanted to have a rest before catching the train. I 1a newspaper and some chocolate and went into the station coffee shop. It was a cheap self-service place with long tables to sit at. I put my heavy bag down on the floor, put the newspaper and the chocolate on the 2 and then went to get a cup of coffee.

    When I came back with the coffee, there was someone 3 in the next seat. He was a boy, with dark glasses and old clothes, and colored bright red hair at the front. He had started to eat my chocolate!

    Naturally, I was uneasy about him, but I didn't want to have any 4. I just read the newspaper, tasted my coffee and took a bit of chocolate. The boy looked at me in anger. Then he took a 5 piece of my chocolate. I could hardly believe it. Still I didn't say 6 to him. When he took a third piece, I felt more 7 than uneasy. I thought, "Well, I shall have the last piece." And I got it.

    The boy gave me a strange look, and then stood up. As he left, he shouted out, "There's something wrong with that woman!" Everyone 8 me, but I didn't want to quarrel with the boy, so I kept quiet. I did not realize that I had made a mistake until I finished my coffee and was ready to 9. My face turned red when I saw my unopened chocolate under the newspaper. The chocolate that I had been eating was the 10!

    The first day of university our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a 1_ hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled（有皱纹的）, little old lady with a smile. She 2_ a minute and said, “Hi, handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?” I laughed and responded, “Of course you may!” and she gave me a big one.

    We became immediate friends. Every day for the next three months, we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I always loved listening to this ‘time machine'3 she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of this year Rose became a campus role model and she 4_ made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she loved the attention from the other students.

    At the end of the term we invited Rose to speak at our football club. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the platform. As she began to deliver he prepared speech, she dropped her cards on the floor. A little upset she simply said, “I'm sorry I'm so nervous. I 5 beer for Lent（大裔节）and this wine is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order …” As we laughed, she cleared her throat and began, “We do not stop playing because we are old; wo grow old because we stop playing. There is a huge6 between growing older and growing up. Anybody can grow older, but it does take talents and abilities to grow up…”

    One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. However, these words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.

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    I'm Henry, from America. This is my first time in Japan. One day some new colleagues (同事) invited me to 1. At first, I was quite happy and learned to use chopsticks with them, but later 2 started.

    That day, I had a 3. I felt uncomfortable with my nose, so I turned away from the table and blew (擤) my nose. My colleagues looked at me 4. They explained to me that in Japan, people don't blow their noses in public — especially at table.

    When I was trying to stick my 5 in my bowl of rice, one of my colleagues said, “Don't do that. Just leave them on the table.” Later, I found that leaving your chopsticks in your rice means death 6 Japanese culture!

    The next time I needed to blow my nose, I left the table and went to the toilet. 7 I returned, it was nearly time to leave. I noticed there were some small bowls with water in them on the table. It smelt good and I started 8 it before it got cold. Then I saw some of my colleagues cover their mouths. They were trying not to 9. “What's the matter?” I asked the colleague next to me.“It's for washing 10 fingers,” he said. For a moment, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

    One day, my lite daughter Annie came to me with a difficult problem. "Helen hates me!" she cried. "She wants me only to be her 1.You tell Helen that I want to be her friend, but I can have other friends, too!"

    Oh! I looked at her for a few 2wondering what to do, when suddenly an idea came to me.

    I picked up two 3from the living room. I put the small basket inside the big one and said. "When everyone is born, he or she has a little basket. The lite one is 4.The big one is mine. Your little basket is inside mine.5do you think that is?"

    She looked at me 6and said nothing

    I continued, "Your little basket is in mine because when you were born, there were too many things you couldn't do for yourself. I fed you, bathed you and I7 everything else you couldn't do on your own.8 I put your basket in mine. As you grew older, when you learnt to tie your shoes, that went in your basket You 9want me to tie your shoes now, right?"

    She said softly, "No, I can tie my own shoes."

    As you grow older, there will be 10things you must do by yourself." As I spoke, I took her basket out of mine and handed it to her." You will finally 11 your own basket with things only you can do, like deciding who you want to be friends with, what college you will go to, who you will marry."

    She 12it for a while and said," I understand. There are some things that I have to do for myself because they are in my basket."

    I hugged her and continued, "One day when I become 13, you will take things out of my basket and place them into your basket. Finally, you'll take my basket. Just like I do for my mom and grandmother now." I gently 14my basket with hers.

    Life is a 15. As she watched the little basket in my hand and smiled, she understood