Everybody has his own hero in mind and is always trying to copy his behaviors in life. As for me, my 1 is just that man. My grandfather had a small farm. He also worked in a 2.

    One autumn, most of the farmers in the village were all 3, so he promised to help his neighbor harvest the corn as he often did. 4, after harvesting his own corn, Grandpa's little corn machine broke. What was 5, the factory where Grandpa worked made the workers have extra work. He had to 6 the farm early and didn't get back until very late. It now seemed 7 to help out his neighbor because he really had no free time.

    One night, Grandpa 8 that he wouldn't let his neighbor's harvest rot (腐烂) in the field. Without a 9 , he'd harvest it by hand.

    “I don't think you'd have time to do it,” said my grandma. “10, it'd be too dark to do anything at night.”

    “I know of one night that I could do it!” he 11 . “There's still one more full moon in October. If the 12 is clear, I think I can do it.”

    A few days later, after a long shift (轮班) at the factory, my grandpa went to the 13. The weather was cold but clear. He cut all the corn through the night to 14 his word.

    Sometimes, when I want to put off responsibilities, I'd see my grandfather 15 corn in the light of the harvest moon. Behind him, row after row of corn stocks (玉米秸秆) stand at attention in respect for a man who keeps his word.

    Hello, my name is Diana. I have a brother, Steve. We grow up together,1we are very different. For example, I'm outgoing, but he is2. I love English. I3studying English when I was little and I'm studying harder now. My brother didn't like it at first. However, when I learned some English songs, I often sang to him. Now he not only loves to listen to English songs, but4likes to sing! My brother can swim very well. I was not good5swimming in the past. Last summer, he took me to the6every day and helped me learn 7to swim. Now I can swim8than all my friends! I enjoy telling jokes. My brother can never remember a9, but he likes to listen to them. Every day I make him10by telling him jokes.

    When my family moved to Ohio over the summer, I feared going to another new school and knowing no one because I was able to1what was coming. I had bright red hair and huge glasses. Besides, I was2and not very popular.3on the school bus that first day, I felt like all eyes on me. I could hear the words "She's huge!" Clearly, the kids on the bus had known each other well. I spent that first bus4in silence.

    The following day was even worse. I did not notice that a few boys had tied a rope across the aisle（通道）and then fell face first on the bus, 5everything I was carrying. 6I was uneasily gathering my things, I could hear the laughter, and then the words “That felt like an earthquake!”

    Anyway, I7to find a seat. Looking out of the window, I held back the tears running out of my eyes.

    It was then8I went into myself. I began walking everywhere. I would walk through the woods behind our house. I would also walk to a church. I began9the afternoon school bus on purpose, walking home instead. Then,10, I started losing weight. And as I became satisfied with myself, I began making11.

    One of my newly found friends also fought with her weight. She lived near my neighborhood so we would meet and12together. This became a daily activity with talking and laughing

    13the way—different from the lonely walks I had taken. While I would no longer want to experience that time of loneliness and sadness again, I am14I made it through. Whenever I am fighting with any other problem in life, I always remember the saying "This too shall pass（一切都会过去的）".

    If you can find a path with no obstacles（障碍）, it probably doesn't15anywhere.

    Mike was reading in the garden when his mother came. She pointed to something and asked Mike what it was. Mike felt quite 1, but he told her it was a sparrow (麻雀) and got back into reading. Several minutes later, his mother pointed to the same sparrow and asked the same question again. Mike got a little angry but 2 answered her question. After a little while, his mother did the same thing once more. This time Mike could not 3 his anger. He shouted at her for disturbing him again and again.

    The old lady silently 4 an old diary, turned to a page and showed it to Mike. Though a little impatient, Mike began to read it.

    "Today, I was watering the flowers in the garden when little Mike pointed to a 5 on the grass and asked me what it was. I 6 at him, said it was a sparrow and kissed him.

    After a while Mike asked me again and I did the same. Pointing to the same sparrow, little Mike asked me what it was twenty times and I 7 answering his question and kissing him every time.

    Something gently touched Mike's 8. His face turned red with 9 for being so impatient to his mother and he hugged (拥抱) her tightly.

    Your parents have given you many things in their lifetime, but you may not 10 that until they are gone.

    "It's over! Thank goodness!" school was 1and I was tired. I2at the front of the school bus.

    Janie, the driver, tries to3the uncomfortable atmosphere by striking the match of talks. I try to listen politely, but usually I am too busy thinking about my day. On this day, however, her talk was worth 4.

    "My father's ill ," she said to no one in particular(特别地). I could see worry in her 5. I had never seen her like this before. She always meets students 6a smile.

    With a sudden change of interest, I asked," What's wrong with him?"

    With her eyes wet and her voice unusual, she answered, "Heart trouble." Her eyes lowered as she continued. "I've already7my mum, so I don't think I can stand losing him." I couldn't answer. My heart ached for her.

    I sat on the8thinking of the great pain my own mother was thrown into when her father died. I saw how hard it was, and still is, for her. I wouldn't want to anyone to go through that.

    Suddenly I realized Janie wasn't only a bus9, that was just her job. She had a whole world of family and cares 10.

    I suddenly felt very selfish. I paid no attention to Janie because she was a bus driver. I had judged her by her job and brushed her off as unimportant.

    I shouldn't have been so selfish and self-centered. Understanding people is an art.

    "Can I see my baby?" asked the happy new mother. Unluckily, she found her baby had been1without ears when it was in her arms.

    Time proved that the baby's2was perfect. He got on well with his classmates. But one day, he rushed home and said to his mother3tears in his eyes, "A boy, a big boy4me a freak(怪胎)."

    As the boy5, he developed a talent for art and music.

The boy's father had a meeting with the family doctor. "Could anything6done?" He asked the doctor.

    "I believe I could graft(移植) a pair of outer ears7you could get them," the doctor said.

    However, two years8, nobody wanted to offer the young man ears. Then one day the father said, "Son,9will offer his ears to you. But it's a secret. The operation was a great10.

    Time kept the secret, but the day did come. The young man stood with his father11his mother's body. Slowly, the father held out a hand and raised the thick, brown hair.12, the son found his mother had no outer ears.

    "Mother said she was glad that she13let her long hair cut," the father said gently," and nobody ever thought Mother14beautiful, did they?"

    Real15lies not in what is done and known, but in what is done but not known.