It was yearbook day and we were given an hour to sign each other's yearbooks in the cafeteria. I was president of the class and I played sports. When I sat down at a table, people started to come over to get their yearbooks signed and to sign 1.
Among them, a weak boy with ugly teeth and thick glasses kept shaking. I had seen him around, and I knew he was always laughed at. He seemed2 of himself, and was so pale that it 3us to look at him.
He came up and asked me nervously, “Can you sign this?” I took his yearbook but I didn't know 4 to write. I saw that there was the name “Ricky Sanders” written on the front of it. So I wrote:

I put down the yearbook and turned around to get some signatures from some of my friends when I 5 my yearbook was gone. I saw that Ricky had sat down with my yearbook. “What are you doing?” I asked him. He looked up calmly(平静地) and 6said “Sign!”
My friends broke into a loud laugh, and I saw that he was carefully frying to put a signature in my yearbook. He hadn't even finished the “R” yet. I thought for a while and 7 to let him sign.
It took him nearly five minutes to sign and when I got my yearbook back, there was a very shaky “RICKY”. He hugged(紧抱) his yearbook and8. I couldn't help but smile back at him.
In that moment, my 9 changed completely.
I gave him a high five and suddenly everyone at my table wanted his signature. He was asked politely to write in their yearbooks and the signature 10 of his yearbook were filled up. He was smiling so big that it lit up the whole room.
I changed school the next year, and I never saw Ricky again. However, I will never forget the day that he became the most 11guy in school. Whenever I'm 12, I still look back at that yearbook.

    Lucy was a single mother. She lived with her little son. She lost her 1 two years ago and they had a very hard life. Being 2 was terrible. Her heart, was broken every time her son asked, "Can I have some more 3 please, Mom?"

    One day, when her son asked the same question again, she decided to prepare a big meal for him4 the only 6 dollars in her hand. She went to the supermarket,5 some food and cooked at home. Lucy was ashy mother,6she was strong-minded. "It's time to make a change," she thought. She once loved writing. To make some money, she 7 to write for magazines day and night.

    Things went 8. The local food bank started to provide Lucy with some free vegetables every month. Her son 9 had enough food to eat. Once he told Lucy that the dishes she made were 10. Then, an idea came to Lucy's mind: Why not 11 my recipes on the Internet?" She did. Many people liked her recipes and she became 12.

    Soon after that, some reporters interviewed her and asked her to write a book on 13. When Lucy got the money for the14 she wrote, she was very happy. Now Lucy has a well-paid job and a beautiful home, but shell15 the days when she worked hard for a good life forever.

    A young man and an old man1in the park. The old man2behind the young man. He is tired，so he3to have a rest. There is a chair in front of the young man. The old man sees the chair. He wants4on the chair. He walks to the chair. The young man walks to it，too. So the old man begins to run. The young man says，"5sit on the chair!" The old man doesn't6him. Now he7on it. He looks8. The young man comes over to him. He is9a small board in his hand. It10"Wet Paint（油漆未干）"

    Last year I had a chance1London. When I got there, I found the railway station was big and dark. I didn't know the way to the hotel. 2I asked a policeman nearby. I spoke slowly and3. To my surprise, he couldn't4me at all. I repeated my question several times and he understood finally. He answered, but I didn't know5. He was saying. My teacher never spoke English6that!' I'm a foreigner, 'I told him. Then he spoke7. I listened very carefully8I still couldn't understand him. The policeman and I looked at9and smiled and then he said, 'You'll soon learn English!' At last I knew that the English spoken by me was quite different10the English spoken by English people.

    It was the golden season. I could see the 1 leaves falling with the cool wind. For others, it is a season to achieve something, but for me, it is a(n) 2 season. I was 3 for the mid-term exam, and so many unhappy things made me so tired. So I decided to have a walk along the road in the park.

    "Autumn is a lonely season and life is uninteresting. The days in this season always get me4 ", I thought when the sound of a guitar came into my ears, like a bird singing beautifully. A young girl, sitting on the grass, was lost in playing her guitar. She was a beautiful girl, 5 when the wind blew her long hair. I had never seen her before. The music was so wonderful that I listened quietly.

    Lost in the music, I did not 6 that I had listened to it for so long. But I did not seem to trouble her. Leaves were still falling. Every day when I passed by the grassland, I would see her playing her guitar. She was the only 7 and I was the only listener. During the rest of the days in the season, life became 8 and I could go over the lessons carefully.

    Autumn was 9 over. One day, when I was listening, the sound suddenly stopped. To my surprise, the girl came over to me.

    "You 10 like the music," she said.

    "Yes, you play very well. Why did you stop?" I asked.

    Suddenly, a 11 expression appeared on her face.

    "I came here just to have a rest because I 12 in an important exam. I felt very disappointed. And it was your listening every day that 13me," she said, "and I have to go tomorrow."

    "In fact, it was your playing that gave me a 14 autumn and helped me believe that I have the ability to pass my exams." I answered, "I think it was God who gave us the 15 to know each other and we should be good friends."

    She smiled and I smiled in that beautiful autumn.