This is a song millions of Americans will hear this New Year's Eve. It is called “Auld Lang Syne(《友谊地久天长》)”. It is the traditional music played during the New Year's celebration. Auld Lang Syne is an old Scottish poem. It tells about the need to remember old friends.

    The words “auld lang syne” means “old long since”. No one knows who wrote the poem first. However, a version (译本) by Scottish poet Robert Burns was published in 1796. The words and music we know today first appeared in a songbook three years later.

    The song is played in the United States mainly on New Year's Eve. The version you are hearing today is by the Washington Saxophone Quartet. As we end our program with “Auld Lang Syne”, I would like to wish all of our radio friends a very Happy New Year! This is Buddy Thomas.

    Smiling is the best way of {#blank#}1{#/blank#} (make) friends.

    When I was thirteen {#blank#}2{#/blank#} (year) old my father found a job in the city. So my family moved there. I also came to a new school near where we live. My old school was far away. At first, I did not know anyone in my class. I was very lonely {#blank#}3{#/blank#} I was afraid to make friends with my new classmates. I couldn't talk to anyone {#blank#}4{#/blank#} my problem, and I didn't want my parents to worry about me.

    Then one day, something good happened. I was sitting at my desk {#blank#}5{#/blank#}(happy) as usual while my classmates were talking happily with each other. At that moment, a boy came into the classroom. I didn't know who he {#blank#}6{#/blank#}(be). He passed me and then turned back. He looked at me and, without saying {#blank#}7{#/blank#} word, smiled. Suddenly, I felt happy, lively and warm. My heart {#blank#}8{#/blank#}(light)by that smile and my life changed. I started to talk with the other classmates and make friends. Day by day, I became much {#blank#}9{#/blank#}(close) to everyone in my class.

    Thanks to the smile, I have moved on to a new life. Now, I believe that the world is what you think it is. So smile at the world and {#blank#}10{#/blank#} will smile back.

    This is Jill. She is twelve years old. She has two new friends. They are Sami and Pat. Sami is a girl. She's twelve. She is short and slim. She's from England. She's English. Pat is a boy. He is twelve too. He's tall and strong. He's from America. He's American.

    Every year, wildfires(野火) destroy much forest land. homes are broken down, and thousands of people die. smokejumpers are stop helping to stop this.

    Smokejumpers are a special kind of firefight. they jump from planes into areas that difficult to reach by car or on foot. they race to put out fires as fast as they can.

    At a fire site, Smokejumpers first examine the land and decide how to fight the fire. their main goal is to stop fire from spreading. using basic tools such as shovels and axes, smokejumpers clear land of burnable material like plants and other dry material. they carry water with them too, but not much.

    Although most smokejumpers are men, more women are joining. Most important are your weight and height. Smokejumpers in the U.S. for example ,must be 54 to 91 kilograms, so they don't get hurt when they land, or get blown by strong winds.

    Smokejumpers must be able to live in the wilderness. in Russia ,many smokejumpers know how to find food in the forest and even make simple furniture from trees.

    They work is dangerous, the hours are long. But for these firefighters, smokejumpers isn't just a job. They love being able to jump out of planes, fight fires, and live in the forest. As 28-year-old Russian smokejumpers Alexi Tishin says,“This is the best job for the strong and brave.”

    Friends are very important in everyone's life because friends are always there when we need them. It's great to have many friends, and I can't think about my life without my friends.

    My best friend is Lisa. When I first met her, I was five. She is one year older than me. Now she is in the same class with me, in the 8th grade. She is tall and quite thin. She has long curly blond hair and blue eyes. Lisa and I like doing a lot of things together and talking about different things. She always helps me with my math and I sometimes help her with her English and history, I had to do a report(报告)on science once, but I didn't understand(理解) what the teacher said. The next day, I read it in front of the class. But the teacher told me that my report was wrong and my classmates laughed at me. I felt very bad about myself. Lisa was the only one who didn't laugh at me. She tried to be nicer than anybody else and made me happy.

    Lisa is friendly and everybody loves her. I am happy to have a friend like her.

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    "Never set foot in this house again!" should father." BANK!" the door closed behind me. With tears in my eyes, I rushed out of the flat and ran along the street.

    The street lights were shining, causing rather sad-feeling. {#blank#}1{#/blank#} I don't know whether it is because I have grown up or because dad is getting old. We differ in our ways of thinking. He always put his opinions on me. We are just like two people coming from two different worlds. {#blank#}2{#/blank#} I wandered the streets, without any aim in my mind. As I walked on there were fewer and fewer people on the streets. When I finally reached the apartment where I lived, I saw that the light was still on.

    I thought to myself: Is father waiting for me, or is he still angry with me?

    In fact, it was nothing. Perhaps, dad was throwing away some of his old stamps. Perhaps he thought they were useless. {#blank#}3{#/blank#} All the lights were off except father's.

    Dad was always like this. He had got used to arguing with me. {#blank#}4{#/blank#} After shouting at me, he never said sorry to me. But after an argument he always came into my room secretly and made sure whether I was asleep.

    The light was still on." Am I wrong?" I whispered, maybe… With the key in hand, I was as nervous as I had ever been. At last, I decided to open the door. As soon as I opened the door, tears ran down my cheeks. {#blank#}5{#/blank#} Love is second to none.

A. It feels like there is an iron door between us that can never be opened.

B.I wandered aimlessly.

C.I suddenly realized that the iron door that I had imagined between us did not exist at all.

D. Maybe he didn't know how to express himself.

E.I never had the courage to tell him that I liked collecting stamps.