阅读下面短文，掌握其大意，然后在所给的四个选项（A、B、C和D）中选出一个最佳选项。

 Marcos was ahardworkingfarmer. Every day he asked his only son to1him in the fields, but Paolo seldom got out of bed before noon. Marcos was very2about his only son.

 One evening Marcos' old friend Luigi3“ Marcos, why aren't your fields ready for planting?”Marcos explained that he was old and his back hurt. He said that Paolo was4and did not help him with the farming. "Marcos, you need to use your5as much as your back. I have an idea for you.”Luigi said.

 Early the next morning Marcos rushed into Paolo's room. "I found your grandfather's map!”he cried. "We may find6he buried（埋）his gold coins!”Paolo jumped out of bed. “I'll start over here.”Paolo told his father. Paolo7in the field all day. While Paolo dug, his father8along, dropping something from his bag into the ground. When they went in for dinner that night, a very tired Paolo said, “I think Grandfather was old when he made his map. I don't think I'll dig tomorrow.”

 Paolo9to his lazy way and slept all morning. One day Marcos rushed into Paolo's room and cried, "Paolo! I found the treasure in the fields!” Paolo10went out to look. He said, "There is 11here but lines and lines of vegetables.”

 Marcos smiled. "Paola, it is all around you. You have enough food to make it12the winter, with plenty more to sell!”Paolo was embarrassed（尴尬的）to see that his father was13. His one day of hard work had provided his with real treasure. He learned an important14. He could make a good living with a little hard work. He became a good15and made his father proud.

    Do you believe that we can have an important influence on anyone we meet? The right words at just the right time could 1someone's life.

    When I was 3 years old, my parents discovered I was2. After asking many doctors and parents of other deaf children, they decided not to put me in a special school. Although I seemed outgoing, my self-esteem（自尊心）was quite low. On my first day at school, the other kids3 me because of my hearing aid andthe way I talked. I was hurt deeply and I saw myself as a(n)4kid.

    Mrs. Green, my5,changed all of that with a simple three-word phrase. One morning, she asked the class a question. Sitting at my desk silently, I 6 herlips（嘴唇）and raised my hand right away. She called on mein front of the blackboard. I took a deep breath and7 answered Mrs. Green's question.

    I will8forget what happened next. Mrs. Green pointed directly at me. With sparkling （闪光的）eyes and a big smile she cried:         "That's right, Ben!"

    For the first time in my young life, my confidence（自信）rose. At that moment, I decided that no matter how many9 I may face, I can overcome（克服）them. Thanks to those three 10 words, my whole life changed from that moment.

    It's November 6th today. Ben and Lisa want to buy a birthday 1. It's their 2 birthday.

 “What does she 3?” Ben asks Lisa. “I don't know. ” Lisa says, “We bought（买）her some chocolates last time. ”

 “Yes, ” Ben says, “and we ate (吃) them! We mustn't do that 4. ”

 “Let's buy her a book. She likes 5. ” Lisa says.

 “What kind of books would she like?” Ben asks.

 “I don't know.” Lisa says, “Let's go 6 ask her. ”

   The children go into the living room. Mrs. Wilson is watching TV.

 “We want to buy a book 7 you, Mom. ” Lisa says. “What book do you want?”

 “8 money do you have?” Their mother asks them.

 “We have twenty-five yuan. ” Ben says.

 “Good. That's enough（足够的）for the book I want. It is Quick and Easy Cooking. ”

    The children buy their mother the book for her birthday. They 9 her present this time, but they often eat the food she cooks   10 it. They are very happy.

    It was Molly's job to hand her father his paper lunch bag each morning before he left home to work.

    One morning, besides his 1 lunch bag. Molly handed him a second paper bag, which looked a bit old.

    "Why two bags?" her father asked. "The other is something else," Molly answered. "What's in it?" "Just something. Take it with you."

    He put2 paper bags into his briefcase (公文包), kissed Molly and rushed off. At noon he opened Molly's bag and took out all the things: a small Teddy bear, 2 tiny sea shells (贝壳), 5 small stones, and 12 coins…The 3 father smiled, finished eating, and swept the desk clean into the wastebasket, Molly's things in the bag included, and then put himself into the afternoon work.

    That evening, Molly ran up to him 4 he was reading the newspaper.

    "Where's my bag?" "What's bag?" "The one I gave you this morning."

"I 5 it at the office. Why?" "I forgot to put this 6 in it," she said. "And, besides, Daddy, the things in the bag are the things I really like—I thought you might like to 7 with them. You didn't lose the bag, did you, Daddy?"

    "Oh, no. I just forgot to bring it home." he 8.

    While Molly hugged (拥抱) her father's neck, he opened the note that read: "I love you, Daddy." Molly had given him her 9 —all that a 7-year-old held.

    Love in a paper bag, and he 10 it. He had even thrown it in the wastebasket. So back he went hurriedly to the 11. Just before the night cleaner, he found all the things back and carried the bag home 12 .

    After dinner, he asked Molly to tell him about the things in the bag. It 13 a long time to tell. 14 had a story or a memory.

    The life journey with the people we love is all that really matters. It is such a simple 15  but it is so easily forgotten.

    I lost my sight when I was four years old by falling off a boxcar in a freight yard in Atlantic City, and1on my head. Now, I am 32. I can vaguely remember the brightness of sunshine and what color red is. It would be wonderful to see again But a disaster can do strange things to people.

    At the time, I was bewildered and afraid, but I was lucky. My parents and my teachers saw something in me, a potential, which I didn't see. And they made me want to fight it out with2

    The hardest3I had to learn was to believe in myself. That was basic. If I hadn't been able to do that, I would have collapsed and become a chair rocker for the rest of my life. When I say believe in myself, I am not talking about 4 the kind of self-confidence that helps me down an unfamiliar staircase alone. That is5of it, but I mean something bigger than that: a confidence that I am a real,6person; that somewhere there is a special place7I can make myself fit. It took me years to discover and strengthen this confidence. It had to8the most elementary things.

    I can still remember once, when a man gave me an indoor baseball. I thought he was laughing at me, and I was9

    "I can't use this," I said.

    "Take it with you," he urged me "and roll it around."

    The words10in my head: "Roll it around, roll it around" By rolling the ball, I could11where it went. This gave me an idea how to achieve a goal I had thought12: playing baseball.

    At Philadelphia's Overbrook School for the Blind, I invented a successful variation of baseball. We called it groundball.

    All my life. I have13ahead of me a series of goals, and then tried to reach them one at a time I would14sometimes anyway, but on the average, I made progress.

    I believe in life now. I don't mean that I would prefer to go without my eyes. I simply mean that the loss of them made me more15what I had left.