阅读下面短文，掌握其大意，然后从1--20各题所给的四个选项（A、B、C和D）中，选出最佳选项。

    I often read of incidents of misunderstanding or conflict. I'm left 1 .Why do these people create mistrust and problems, especially with those from other 2 ?

    I was growing up in Kuala Lumpur in the early 1960s, 3 children from different races and religions played and studied 4  in harmony. At that time my family lived a stone's 5 from Ismail's. And no one was bothered that Ismail was a Malay Muslim and I was an Indian Hindu-we just 6 our differences. Perhaps, our elders had not filled our heads with unnecessary advice, well 7 or otherwise.

    We were nine when we became friends. During the school holidays, we'd 8 the countryside on our bicycles, hoping to 9 the unexpected. At times Ismail would accompany my family as we made a rare shopping trip to town. We would be glad of his 10.

    When I was twelve, my family moved to Johor. Ismail's family later returned to their village, and I 11 touch with him.

    One spring afternoon in 1983, I stopped a taxi in Kuala Lumpur. I 12 my destination. The driver acknowledged my 13 but did not move off. Instead, he looked 14 at me. “Raddar?”he said, using my childhood nickname(绰号). I was astonished at being so 15 addressed(称呼). Unexpectedly! It was Ismail! Even after two 16 we still recognized each other. Grasping his shoulder, I felt a true affection, something 17to describe.

    If we can allow our children to be 18 without prejudice, they'll build friendships with people, regardless of race or religion, who will be 19 their side through thick and thin. On such friendships are societies build and20 we can truly be, as William Shakespeare once wrote, “we happy few, we band of brothers”.

    One day after school I was just finishing up some math homework. My dad came back from work and sat right beside me1over my homework with me. We made corrections 2 After that we3and my dad said,＂ I will always4every moment spending time talking with you.＂

    I remember my Dad telling me his stories of when he was 5My dad didn't have a father6He was always moving from place to place with my 7My dad wasn't the easiest kid to 8He would 9with kids at school, which made my grandma worried. He'd act out to release the anger he had from not having his father present in his10and teenage years.

    At high school, things got a little 11 He made a football team, he did well and didn't get into as much 12as before. He also made many friends13those friends was my uncle. My Dad and Uncle were friends all throughout high school. It was through my uncle14my Mom and Dad met15Later, they got married. After I was born, my dad felt that becoming a 16was an honor and that he would not be17in my life.

    I suddenly looked up to see my Dad18at me. I could see in my Dad's eyes how he longed for a19 like this. I continued to do my math homework and20my Dad say,＂ I love you, always.＂

    Li Hua felt lonely when he arrived in Shanghai last August.

    The 24-year-old 1 at a publishing house had plenty of spare time to kill.“ 2 the Internet, I have found like-minded friends without much 3 ,”says the lover of traditional Chinese culture, who comes from Xi'an, Shanxi Province.

    Li began 4 kungfu when he was 5 and studied I Ching（Book of Change）at junior high school.

    His 5 interest is guqin, a seven-stringed Chinese zither（筝）6 .He tried to learn it by watching videos on the Internet but found it very 7 .

    Li joined an on-line chatting group at www.QQ.com in order to 8 a teacher and fellow students.There he met people from 9 parts of the country, who shared a（n）10 in Chinese guqin music and classic 11 .They exchange ideas online and also have offline 12 .

    “The gathering of guqin players was very exciting for me, a beginner,” he recalls.He was 13 with guqin songs which were played 14 by Fan Yumei, an experienced guqin player from Sichuan, and Pan Kun, a young guqin15 and musical major at Shanghai Dance Academy.

    Fan and Pan are students of Zeng Chengwei, a guqin master from Sichuan School in Chengdu.

    Their performances staged in a small apartment near the Shanghai University 16 less than 10 netizens (网友).Through the window of the quiet room where Fan 17 her students, one can see the bustling Northern Third Ring Road and two shopping centers.“But being together, drinking a cup of tea, 18 poetic guqin music and guqin songs, one may find an inner peace and nourishment 19 a week's hard work,”says Fan, who is 20 a calligrapher, painter and writer.

    Spelling was sort of my superpower. I wasn't a math or science guy, but I could chew and 1 books.

    "Your word is onomatopoeia," said the announcer. On the stage of "School Bee," my brain 2 to the spelling bees ahead: first the county championship, then the state, and finally the national spelling bee. I glanced back at Alexa, who wanted another chance at 3. If I missed this word, she'd be 4 in the game. But that wouldn't happen. Chin up, shoulders back, I 5 my throat, "O-n-o-m-a-t-o-p-o-e-i-a." I made it.

    The trophy (奖杯) was presented to me. I shouted onstage, "I am the alpha-best". Surprisingly, my sister, Deandra, rolled her eyes. "You're a 6 winner." Deandra made a 7 face. "She tried to shake your hand but you 8."

    I didn't 9 at all. "Anyway, I won the school bee." "Don't be proud. You'll soon be facing the 10 of the best in the county bee."

    "Will they 11 me? I am the alpha-best with no efforts at all." After six rounds, the number of students 12 from more than 100 to just seven and I was one out of the seven. If I had been given words like aerospace or conical, I'd make 13 already. Unfortunately, I 14 with the word maestro at last. I stood 15 for the longest moment.

    The final winner acted the exact 16 of mine. He accepted his trophy with a small bow, and then shook hands with the runner-up (亚军). I got to know Deandra's words 17.

    I apologized to Alexa, "I'm sorry I was so 18 when I won." "How was the county bee?" Alexa asked. "A 19." If you need a study partner for next time, I'm happy to help." "Really? Let's 20 on it, partner." "Better late than never." Alexa said, shaking my hand.

    I got to know a homeless man, Leo. I1him two options that I could either give him a2and teach him how to write computer3, or give him $100 in cash. He accepted my4offer, even though he didn't know what coding was. I am a5believer in the power of6. I was home-schooled by my mother, herself a software engineer. By the age of 12 I had7my own business designing websites and had earned $30,000. Writing code is a8and much rewarding skill, so I was sure that if Leo learned how to do it, and that could be a way for him to turn things9.

    I bought Leo a secondhand laptop and three books on Java, the programming language. Leo had used computers10at school but didn't have an email address and didn't know how to do very basic things such as copy and paste(粘贴) text.11he has an incredible memory and can12information almost word for word. Our goal is to13an app. Leo came up with the idea: a car-sharing app that14the amount of CO₂ emissions(排放) you've avoided; he is concerned about the15.

    He is16dedicated(专注的) and works at it for three hours a day: no mean feat(成就), because the information is incredibly dense and it's17to absorb a lot at one time.

    I always thought homeless people were18, but Leo is part of a very supportive community. When our project is over, I hope Leo will be offered a job19. I don't think that's20. As well as being brilliant at coding (he'll have surpassed me in two years), I think he could make a great teacher.

My 13-year-old daughter sent a postcard to us while we were still away on our most recent trip to California. It 1 our house about a week later. The touching 2 nearly brought me to tears.

"Even though we 3 have two days of adventures ahead of us, I am just so 4 for everything we have experienced together on this trip," she writes.

Our youngest daughter is just about to 5 11 years old. In those years, we have never taken a true 6 as a family of four to a place we've never been. Like most 7 , I have no idea where the time has gone. But I also think these are some of the best ages to 8 with kids.

This vacation to California was our very first 9 , long-distance trip together. The kids helped 10 the trip with input on things they might like to see and do. They reached for our hands in crowds. I can't remember the last time they held our hands 11 .

One of our family bonding moments came when we took a family surfing lesson. It was the first time any of us had tried surfing, although it was something the girls had been 12 . The smiles on the girls' faces were everything. They were so 13 when they stood up on the board and rode the waves one by one.

Those are memories I'm going to 14 . And yes, I will remind them of these times the next time I reach for their 15 .