John James Audubon loved all kinds of birds. He spent his life studying them. He painted all the birds of North America.

    John James Audubon was born in Haiti in 1785. When he was a young boy, he moved to France with his family. His father was in the French Navy. He had a farm in the United States. When John was 18, his father sent him to the farm, hoping John would take care of it. But John didn't want to do that. He wanted to hunt, fish, and draw birds. John drew lots of pictures of birds. He wanted to make them look real.

    In 1808, John married Lucy Bakewell and they moved to Kentucky. John and a friend went into business there. They ran a shop. John really didn't like working in the shop. The business soon failed. John wanted to paint full-time. Lucy agreed to help. She got a teaching job to support the family. By that time, they had two young sons.

    John wanted his bird paintings made into a book. He finally did find someone to print his bird pictures in a book. Many people wanted John Audubon's book. Although his book was a great success, John wasn't happy with it. He wanted to show every bird found in North America. By 1838, John finished a great work. It wasn't just one book. It was an amazing set of four books called The Birds of America. It had many paintings. Today, these paintings are very famous.

The Spring Festival(春节)is coming.You will buy new clothes and much food.There are always some old clothes you don't want.And there is always some food you can't eat.What can you do?Take them to two places(地方)，

When I was a kid, a tree grew in front of my home. At the age of 10, I was just tall enough to reach its lowest branch and lift myself into its embrace. I wasn't the only climber. Sometimes two or three of my friends would join me in the sycamore, or in the maple down the street. Climbing trees allowed us to enter another world. In fact, it was a world within a world: We took our imaginations with us into those heights, which by turns were a fortress, a pirate ship, a spaceship, or a mountain castle. 

In my small Maine town there are some lovely maples, lindens, and oaks. Their branches spread wide and they are strong enough for people to climb. But I have not yet seen a climber. Perhaps computer games have taken place of tree climbing, or maybe the activity went the way of monkey bars, which came to be viewed as too risky and have largely disappeared from playgrounds. 

It is a sad loss. I have always believed that, since low-hanging limbs provide no benefit to the tree, they must be meant for the child. Robert Frost understood this when he wrote: When I see birches bend to left and right, across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think some boy's been swinging them. My only disagreement with Frost is his inference that tree climbing is a gender-specific undertaking. Both boys and girls have what it takes to make a joyful ascent. 

The campus of the university where I teach is lovingly landscaped with all sorts of trees. During a recent walk, I grabbed a branch and a moment later I was sitting on it. Then the memories came flooding back: The old friends, the long view of my neighborhood, and finally, the reluctance to return to earth when the parental call to supper came. 

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't hear the student calling to me from below. He asked what I was doing. I didn't waste time on explanations. "Come on up, "I said. "The air's fine. "But he only laughed, and waved me off. He didn't know what he was missing. 

It is Saturday, but I go to school as usual. I go to play football. I am in our school team and we are going to play against another school next week.

The practice starts at 10 a. m. We all arrive as early as we can so that we have time to warm up. We are training harder than usual because the other team beat us last year. This year we want to do better. It is more difficult to practise in winter because the days are short and the weather is cold, too. It gets dark earlier, so it is important not to be late for after-school practice.

Our coach is pleased because we are playing better as a team now. Last year we were sometimes careless when we passed the ball and we lost to the other team in the final match. What a pity! This year we are training more carefully. That means we have a better chance of winning.

The fan club has fewer people this year. We hope to play well so that we have more fans to watch the matches. It is good to have our fans around. They cheer us on loudly and we feel more confident (自信的) to win the game.

 Life was hard for me about ten years ago. I was wondering what I could do {#blank#}1{#/blank#}(go) on with my study. So I found a part-time job in a gift shop.

 One day, while I{#blank#}2{#/blank#}(work) in the gift shop, I saw a couple come in with a little girl in a wheelchair. As I looked closer at {#blank#}3{#/blank#} girl, I found that she had no arms or legs. She was wearing a white dress and she also had a hat on.

 When they came up to me, I was busy {#blank#}4{#/blank#}(do) some cleaning. Then I turned my head towards the girl and gave her a wink(眨眼). {#blank#}5{#/blank#} taking the money from the couple,I looked back at the girl. To my {#blank#}6{#/blank#}(surprised), she was smiling at me sincerely (真诚地). I had a better understanding of{#blank#}7{#/blank#} real life was and was deeply moved by her smile. She {#blank#}8{#/blank#}(take) me from a poor, unhappy student into her world—a world of {#blank#}9{#/blank#}(smile), love, and warmth.

During these ten years, whenever I had {#blank#}10{#/blank#}(difficult), I would think about the unforgettable lesson about life.