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    Two young trees are standing at the top of a hill．Their names are Tim and Alan．One day，it's sunny and warm．Some birds are singing in the trees．The wind blows，and the trees are talking．“What do you want to be when you grow up?”asks Tim．“I'm not sure．I think I want to be a chair or a desk，”answers Alan，“Maybe I want to be a toy box．I like children．”“What do you want to be when you grow up?”asks Alan．“Me?”says Tim，“I just want to be a tree．I want to be a home for birds．I want to have many apples．And when it's sunny and hot，people and animals can stand under me．”

Sam is asking a policeman.

Sam: Excuse me. Where is the art museum?

Policeman: It's near the post office on Main Street.

Sam: Is it far?

Policeman: No.

Sam: How can I get there?

Policeman: Go straight and turn left at the bookstore. Then turn right at the cinema and you can see the art museum.

Sam: Thanks!

Policeman: You're welcome.

    Hello, I am Tom. I am a boy. There is a new toy ship in my room. It's from my parents. It's like a triangle. It's beautiful. It's red and blue. And you can see three squares and two stars. The squares are windows. And you can see a rectangle. It's a door. After school, I often play it. It's my good friend.

I'm Tom. Jim is my good friend. He's younger than me. But he's much taller. We usually do sports on the weekend. But last Saturday, he was at home and did homework. Because his mother had a cold. Jim cooked breakfast at 7:00. After breakfast, he washed the dishes and cleaned the room. In the afternoon, he took his mother to see the doctor. In the evening, he did homework. Jim was so tired. But his mother was very happy, "Jim, you're helpful. You're a good boy!"