Today is Tom's birthday. Tom and his mother go into a shop. "Look at the shoes.

They're nice. "says Tom. "Yes. they're pretty. Can he try them on?" asks Mum. "0f

course. Here you are. "answers the assistant(售货员). "0h，they're just right. "says Tom.

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    My name is Lucy. I come from American. I am now in China. I study in Hangzhou No.4 Middle School.There are many clubs in our school. They are an English club, an art club, a music club, a ball game club, a swimming club, a chess club and a computer club. There is a “Show Yourselves!” Festival in our school on May 9^th every year.On that day, students from different clubs show their talents(才能) in different ways(用不同的方式). They can sing English songs, draw beautiful pictures. They can play the guitar, the violin, the piano and the trumpets. They can also play chess and show us their swimming skills(技巧). They like this festival very much. I join the art club, and I draw the ad.s for them. Giving(付出) help makes me happy.

    Today is Christmas Day. It's sunny and hot in Australia. Amy goes to the beach with her family on Christmas Day every year. This is the photo of her family. Look at their hats. They're all red. They're lovely. This is Father Christmas. Look! He wears a T-shirt and a pair of shorts.

    My name is Candy. I have a happy family. My father is a doctor. He is strong. He likes to help sick people. My mother is an English teacher. She is beautiful. She teaches English in our school. She likes to help children to learn. My brother is a cook. He is tall. He likes to cook good food. I am a pupil. I'm pretty. I'm good at English. But I like art best. I want to be a painter when I grow up. I love my family.

Jiamin: OK! Let's do it.

Aki: Touch your eyes, please.

Jiamin: Here are my eyes.

Aki: Touch your ear, please.

Jiamin: Here is my ear.

Aki: Touch your feet, please.

Jiamin: Here are my feet.

Aki: Touch your nose, please.

Jiamin: Here is my nose.

Aki: It's your turn now.

Jiamin: Touch your feet!

Aki: Here are my feet.

Jiamin: No, this is your tail. Those are your feet.

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    On Sunday morning, Mr. Baker takes Mike and Joan to a plane to fly home. He opens the door of the plane and lets the children in. Soon the plane begins to up. Joan looks out of the window, "Oh, we're like birds in the sky!" She says. She looks at the houses, but they are like toy houses. Mike looks out of the window, too. He sees some buses. They look like toy buses. The people on the ground look very, very small, too. Then the plane comes down and down, and stops on the ground. Mike and Joan are very happy.