I live in a big city with a lot of homeless(无家可归的) people. Luckily there're small ways of helping them and you needn't have a lot of  1.  

    One way to help is to buy their monthly magazine. 2 doing this one day, I got to 3 a young homeless man, He was often  4 the magazine at the train station.

    He was a poor farmer from another country. After a while, I found that his 5 was close to mine. It  6 that we were born in the same month.

    I met him last year 7 after his birthday, and after congratulating him, without 8, I asked if he had had a good day. He 9 and said he hadn't really celebrated. I felt so 10.

    I just couldn't think of this nice, young man being 11 on his 25th birthday with no presents, no cake, nothing! So I went home and looked in my yarn（纱线） basket. 12 for me, I had enough yarn 13. I set to work and knitted（编织） a 14 for the young man. The yarn had become a little dirty  15 I didn't knit very often. Then I washed the yarn so the scarf would be 16 when he got it.

    I met him on my own birthday as I was going shopping. I had 17 to meet him so I had 18 the scarf and a piece of my own birthday 19 around with me. He was very happy with these gifts and so was I. The 20 in his eyes was the best present he could have given me!

    The Vietnam War broke out. The young husband joined the army and died in the war, leaving behind his wife and kids 1 great pain and sadness.

    Life after the war was 2, often without enough food to eat. People tried to 3 the wife who was still young and beautiful to remarry, but she refused and devoted her 4 life to raising her kids with the best possible care and education 5 sometimes she felt like giving up.

    Time passed by and the kids were 6. The first son moved to America and became an Engineer having a good life.

The son sent home letters 7, together with much money for mom to 8. However, year after year, with the many 9, the son stubbornly refused to travel home to visit Mom.

    When the mother died, the son returned and 10 a big funeral (葬礼) but people did not see him shedding tears. It seemed that he didn't really 11 the loss of his mother.

    Mother 12 a box that she always placed at the top of her bed. During the funeral, the son opened the box and 13 burst out crying, held his mother's coffin (棺材) and screamed 14, “Mom! Mom!”

    Everyone looked at each other and then looked at 15. It was full of $100 dollar bills and a piece of paper. It 16,“Son, My life is almost 17. I don't spend too much money. I 18 you a lot. Every time I 19 a motorcycle passing by, I ran out of the door,20 it wasn't my son. I saved this money for you in case (以免万一) you get sick.”

    Grady threw down his backpack and slammed the car door shut.

    "This is going to be a really 1week," he said unhappily to no one 2. He looked around the campground. Hundreds of tall and green fir trees, some as tall as church towers, 3 the mountainside, giving it the appearance of a green carpet. The sun would be setting soon. Then, Grady thought, maybe the 4wouldn't be unbearable. But actually even up here in the5, the hot stickiness of July was closely attached to him.

    Grady hated camping, but it was something his family6 every summer. His father liked cooking over an open fire, telling stories about how to 7 things like bear attacks and swarms of bees. His mother and younger brother Jared liked to hike and take 8 of animals. Jared had a collection of bug pictures that he'd 9 to the walls in his half of their room. Grady thought they were just scary and proof that Jared was a 10 kid.

    They set up camp—two 11, one for his parents and one for himself and Jared. While everyone else started 12 dinner, Grady, looking for some place to cool down, set off for the nearby stream, which was deep enough to 13 in.

    As he 14 the stream, something caught his eye. There was a(an)15black bear cub—no more than two feet tall with a lovely face. It was playing pretty 16 at the water's edge,17 its surroundings. Grady moved closer to get a 18look. Then Grady heard a sound behind him. He 19 his father saying that bear cubs would never be20. Then he turned around and saw the cub's mother moving swiftly towards him…

    It was a terrible day. Snow had been falling all day long making the trip 1. I would rather have been in my warm home than drive along on such a cold day, but I didn't have a 2. I had to have my paper work handed in and then 3 my son.

    The snow continued to fall as we drove along for the 15-mile trip back home. I slowed the car and 4 at my son in his heavy coat as he looked 5 out of the window with a blank expression. In the 6 of the world he was looked upon as a mentally disabled child. 7, over the years what I saw was a beautiful, kind and 8 soul. He had shown me more about love than I could have ever 9 on my own.

    I slowed the car even more as we 10 a sharp curve (弯). As we rounded it I saw a shivering (颤抖的), young woman in a 11 jacket walking in the snow storm . I pulled over and let her in. She was heading for her Mom's house to visit her 12 whom she hadn't seen for months. She had experienced a lot of disappointments and 13. Yet, she still held out hope for a new job and tried to 14 a new life for her son and herself.

    I took her as 15 as I was able to and dropped her off. She thanked me for the 16 and I told her I wished I could have done more to help. Then as we were about to leave, my sweet son took off his coat, 17 down the window and gave it to her. She put it on, smiled and 18 to us as we pulled out on the road.

    In this world we will 19 many problems and challenges. Sometimes it seems that our entire lives are a trip down a curvy and dangerous road. Yet the power of 20 takes us straight back to a broad smooth highway.

    It was Mother's Day and I was shopping at the local supermarket with my five-year-old son, Tenyson. As we were 1 ， we realized that only minutes earlier an 2 woman had fallen over at the entrance and hit her head on the ground. 3was with her, but there was blood everywhere and the woman was embarrassed and clearly in shock. 4, a lot of people stopped to help out.

    5we were walking towards the scene, Tenyson became very 6about what had happened to the elderly people. He 7to me, "Mom, it's not much fun falling over in front of 8." Seeing that there was a flower stall（摊位）in the front of the supermarket, he added, "Why shouldn't we 9  the lady a flower? It will make her feel better." I was 10that he'd come up with this 11  idea. So we went over and told the flower seller 12 we wanted. "Just take it," she replied. "I 13 take your money for such a wonderful 14.”

    By now medical staff had arrived, and were 15 the injured woman. We gave the flower to the woman's husband and I told him it was 16my son. At that, the old man started crying and said, "Thank you very much." He then turned to me, "You have a 17 son. Happy Mother's Day to you."

    The man bent down and gave his wife the flower, telling her who it was from. 18being badly hurt, the old lady looked up at Tenyson with 19 in her eyes and gave him a little 20.

In 2019, after retiring from her career as a social worker, Ane Freed-Kernis decided to build a home workshop and devote all of her free time to stone carving. "I might be covered head to toe in dust but I'm happy—it was something I needed more of in my life when I hit 60," she says.

This appeal has its origins in Freed-Kernis' childhood. Growing up on her father's farm in Denmark, she used to wander through the fields with her eyes fixed on the ground, looking for stones to add to her collection. "I've always been drawn to the shapes and textures（质地）of stones," she says.

After moving to England in 1977 and training as a social worker, Freed-Kernis soon became occupied with her busy career and the demands of raising her son. Stones were the last thing on her mind, until her father died in 2005. "He took a stone carving course in his retirement, and I always thought stone seemed so fun but never had the time to look into it myself," she says. "After he died, I became determined to learn in his honour."

Signing up for a week-long stone carving course at Yorkshire Sculpture Park, Freed-Kernis began to learn how to turn a block of rock into well-designed shapes. "It was really scary at the start because you would spend hours just hammering（锤打）."

Now 65, Freed-Kernis has a thriving small business built largely through word of mouth. She creates 12 to 15 pieces a year that can take anywhere from a few days to three weeks to complete, while her prices range from £200 to £3, 000. "I'm making smaller ones," she says. "I don't have to depend on the money much, so I want to keep prices in the range that people can afford, mainly just covering costs and labour（劳动力）."