Daming is a middle school student. He is a good boy. Uncle Wu lives1him. Uncle Wu2children and he can't see anything. He works in the factory near Daming's3He goes to work at 7:30 in the morning and4home at 4:30 in the afternoon. Daming goes to school at 8:00 in the morning and comes home at the5time as Uncle Wu in the afternoon.6weekdays Daming gets up early to take Uncle Wu7the factory. After school he takes Uncle Wu home. On Sundays Daming helps Uncle Wu8the house and do some other9Uncle Wu thanks Daming very much. He says, “Daming is a good boy. He10my son. ”

    Everybody has his own hero in mind and is always trying to copy his behaviors in life. As for me, my 1 is just that man. My grandfather had a small farm. He also worked in a 2.

    One autumn, most of the farmers in the village were 3 so he promised to help his neighbor harvest（收割）the corn as he often did.4 after harvesting his own corn, Grandpa's little corn machine broke. What was 5 the factory where Grandpa worked made the workers have extra work. He had to 6the farm early and didn't get back until very late. It now seemed 7 to help out his neighbor because he really had no free time.

    One night, Grandpa 8 that he wouldn't let his neighbor's harvest rot（腐烂）in the field. Without a9 he'd harvest it by hand.

    “I don't think you'd have time to do it,” said my grandma. “10 it would be too dark to do anything at night.”

    “I know of one night that I could do it!” he 11 “There's still one more full moon in October. If the12 is clear, I think I can do it.”

    A few days later, after a long shift（轮班）at the factory, my grandpa went to the 13The weather was cold but clear. He cut all the corn through the night to 14 his word.

    Sometimes, when I want to put off responsibilities, I'd see my grandfather 15 corn in the light of the harvest moon. Behind him, row after row of corn stocks（玉米秸秆）stand at attention in respect for a man who keeps his word.

    Long ago there was a boy who was hungry for success. For him winning was 1.One day the boy was to run in a race in his village. Many people got together to 2. Among the crowd was a wise old man.

    The race began. All the runners ran very fast, but the boy 3 at the last minute. The crowd cheered and waved at the boy. The wise man said nothing. The little boy felt 4 and important.

    "Another race, another race!" cried the little boy. The wise old man came over and presented (交给) the little boy with two new runners, an old woman and a blind man. "This is no race!" the little boy shouted.

    "Race!" ordered the wise man. The boy won again. The crowd, 5, was silent this time.

    "6 don't the people cheer for my success?" he asked the wise old man.

    "Race again!" replied the wise man, "But this time, finish 7." The little boy thought a little, and then took the hands of the blind man and the old woman. The race began and the little boy walked 8 to the finishing line. The crowed 9. The wise man smiled.

    "Who is the crowd cheering for?" asked the little boy. The wise old man, putting his hands on the boy's shoulders, replied softly, "Little boy, for this race you have won 10 than in any race you have ever run before, and for this race the crowd cheer not for any winner!"