One day, there was an earthquake in a small mountain village. Nothing was destroyed and 1 was hurt. But a big rock fell from a nearby mountain and stopped in the middle of the road.

    When the earthquake2many people came to the road and saw the rock. Some of the strongest men tried to lift the rock off the road. But they couldn't move it. They tried to push it but3.They tried to pull it with ropes but nothing worked.

    “Well,” they all agreed, “There's nothing we can do about it. We'll have to change the road.” At this time a boy of 12 years old said, “I think I can help you to move the rock.”

    “You?” they shouted, “What are you talking about?” The men all4 at the boy.

    The next morning some people came into the street.One of them shouted, “The rock 5!” More people ran out to see. It was right. The rock wasn't in the road any more. It wasn't even near the road.

    “This is6,” they said, “Where did it go?”

    The boy stood in the street,7, “I told you I could move it last night. and I buried(埋) it.”

    The boy said.

    The people looked 8.“You see,” he said, “I dug a deep hole next to the rock and I dug a small incline(斜坡) up to the rock and the rock9down into the hole by itself. I covered it with earth.”

    The people shouted,“What a10 boy!” And some of them said, “Why haven't we thought of this good way?”

    Thanksgiving Day was near. The first grade teacher gave her class a fun1—to draw a picture of something for which they were thankful.

Most of the class considered turkey and other traditional goodies of the season. These, the teacher thought, would be the2of most of her students' art. And they were. But in her class there was a different kind of boy, Douglas. He was always unhappy. When other children played together, he was likely to stand close by the teacher's side. The boy drew a hand in his picture.3else. Just an empty-hand.

    Whose hand4it be? His abstract(抽象的) picture made classmates really5. One child guessed it was the hand of the6, because they raise turkeys. Another suggested police officers, because the police7and care for people. Still others guessed it was the hand of God, for God feeds us. And so the discussion went8the teacher almost forgot the young artist himself.

    When the children went on to other projects, she9at Douglas' desk, bent down, and asked him10hand it was. The little boy looked away and said in a low voice, "It's11, teacher."

    The teacher recalled the times she had taken his hand and walked with him here or there as she had the other students. How often had she said, "12my hand, Douglas, we'll go outside," Or, "Let me13you how to hold your pencil." Or, "Let's do this together." Douglas was most thankful for his teacher's hand.

    Hearing the boy's words, tears ran down the teacher's face. She brushed aside a tear and went on with her work.

    The story speaks of14than thankfulness. It says something about teachers teaching and parents parenting and friends showing friendship. They might not always say15, but they'll remember the hand that reaches out.

    One day a young lady was driving along with her father. They met a strong 1, and the young lady 2 her father. "What should I do?" Her father said. "Keep driving. "

But later. many cars began to pull over (向路边停靠)3  the storm was getting worse and worse. "What should I do?" the young lady asked her father again. "Keep driving. " her father replied 4  the same answer.

    After driving a few miles, she 5  that more cars were also pulling over. She told her father. "I must pull over. I can 6  see ahead. It is terrible, and everyone is pulling over!" Her father told her. "Don't give up. Just keep driving. "

    After a couple of miles she was again on dry land. 7 the sun came out. Her father said. "Now you can pull over and get out. " She asked. "8  now?" Her father said. "Look back at all the people that gave up. They are 9 in the storm. Because you didn't give up your storm is now over. "

    When you 10 hard times, keep going and soon your storm will be over and the sun will shine upon your face again.

    Gordon stands in the hallway(走廊). No one is there. {#blank#}1{#/blank#} It's 8: 10 a. m. He is late for class. He has to go to the music room, but he doesn't know where it is.

    He knows the music room isn't on the first floor. His classroom is on the first floor. {#blank#}2{#/blank#} He knows he has to walk quickly. The teacher will be worried(担心的).

    Gordon goes to the second floor and he turns(转弯) to the right. He goes down the hallway. On the left, he sees a door. "It may be the music room," he thinks. {#blank#}3{#/blank#} A young teacher is in it. Gordon asks the teacher, "Sorry, I'm new here. Do you know where the music room is?"

    "Sure," the teacher says. "It's on the third floor. Go upstairs and turn left. {#blank#}4{#/blank#} That is the music room. "

    Gordon thanks her and goes upstairs. {#blank#}5{#/blank#} "There you are!" Mr. Lewis says. "Your music teacher Mrs. Green asks me to find you." Gordon says, "I find you first!"

It's 7:00 a. m. on Friday in Beijing. Anna is having a video chat with her family in America. In the video, Anna's family are sitting around a big table. It's 6:00 p. m. in America and it's the night before Friday. Today is Thanksgiving Day in America. Anna's mother makes a lot of delicious food. Anna sees the turkey—the must-eat on Thanksgiving Day. Anna's brother Nick is talking with her.

"Hi, Anna,"Nick says."We are taking a trip tomorrow."

"Oh, really?I hope you'll have a good time."

"Would you like to know where we are going?"

"Mom loves Thailand. Are you going to Thailand?"

"No. We miss you and we are going to Beijing to see you!"

Anna sees her family's faces and cries. No one loves you like your family.