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In the TV station of Paris, a little boy and his mother went in for very,

very, very extremely important news, because one of their precious roofs had

been stolen from some bandits that speak Spanish. The news reporters said that

this could be very news worthy, and so he decided to report this on the news;

and they should be on it too.

When they were done, they checked it too, “And so today we have fresh news;

and it was Spanish bandits, they stole one of our world’s most precious roofs.

Who could these bandits be? And now we have the owner of the roof. [Giving the

microphone to the boy’s mother].” “The bandits were as strange as any is, and

they even have strange eyes like what France people have. Don’t you think that

they were just the weirdest bandits ever, and I have also realized that one of

the most important things or clues to catch bandits is to call the police and

tell them what they look like and catch them; I just don’t know why they have to

steal our most precious roofs; it was so strange and unbelievable.

“I shall soon find out what this bandit is up to; oh wait a second, our

world and Spanish had always been enemies; if they stole our roof, well they

must stole it for some particular reason, and I think that they need the gold to

make a magnificent gun; and so to get rid of us. Oh, and I think I hear an army

coming towards us, and I think that we are doomed.”

“Well that is today’s news and I hope that you have enjoyed it, and clear o

say I hope that you don’t enjoy, but Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Help us think of a

clear plan to defeat the Spanish army! Ah!”

The news reporter was clearly afraid of what was being discovered by the

woman and her child; the woman said, “Don’t worry; they still didn’t enter the

America gate, I have a plan.” Then she grabbed one of the bravest soldiers and

placed him in front of the gate wit which was the America gate, he said,

“Welcome to our land, and I am pleased to say that we welcome you; and we have

come to give you all of our jewels, if you leave us in piece.” “Well I guess

that we could obey it,” they then took the fake paper jewels that was part of

the plan, and left the real jewels of America in the castle asleep.

Chinese New Year is really a big festival. People will have the holiday to

stay with their families. No matter where they work, all they want to do is to

have dinner with families. I enjoy the family hour, because we share our

happiness and future expectation. How nice it is. It deserves all the year’s

hard working.

As a child, when people give me the things to play or eat, I will be very

happy and then accept them. But recently, as there are so much news about the

children being cheated, my mother starts to worry about me, she tells me that I

should not accept the strangers’ things, or I will be hurt. I listen to her

words and I take care of myself carefully.

I am a happy girl, because I don’t have much things to chase, I will be

satisfied very easily. When I go to school and play with my friends, I will be

very happy. When I go home after school, my mother cook the delicious food, I

will be very satisfied to eat. When the weekend comes, I like to go out with my

father. This is my world, so simple and so happy.

I have many friends in my class.There are 45 students in my classroom.

they are interesting and lovely. I would like to introduce some of

them.

Hellen is very cute. shes also kind to everyone and

shes very enthusiastic.Shes always ready to help everyone， but she is

forgetful. She always forgets to bring her school things， such as pens，

ruler，textbooks and so on. But our teachers always forgive her. Robert is the

most talkative boy in our class. His nickname is "chatterbox". He has a great

sense of humor and he always makes me laugh.

Sweet is a

quiet student.She is good at every subject but she never shows off. Ken is a

very tall boy. He plays basketball very well and he is on our school team. He

often says， "playing basketball is good for your health. " How about your

classmates？ Do you like them？ Try to admire your classmates and you will be

happier.

My father is a Chinese teacher.He is very active and he is very smart!

But,he is very kind.

My father has many hobbies. He likes playing basketball and football. He

likes ranning and swimming.He is good at swimming.

Hes favorite food is beef. He thinks beef is tasty.He likes vegetables,but

he doesnt likes cabbage.My father likes apples and oranges,but he doesnt likes

bananas,he thinks bananas isnt tasty!

This is my father !

My family lives on this street. In the morning， my father goes to work and

all the children go to school. My mother takes us to school everyday. She does

the housework. She always has her lunch at home， and sees her friends in the

afternoon. In the evening all the children come home from school. They always

get home early. My father goes home from work and he is often late. After supper

my two brothers and I do our homework. We go to bed at ten.

A little boy wanted to read a book, but he had no money; he decided to earn

some in return. But he had nothing to do, and so he just had to stay at home

just like usual life; he was very sad.

Suddenly, a strange thing took place, and he began to make use of something

that he wanted to try. After a short time, he came back from the basement with a

ruffled shovel in his hand. When it was time to finish the work that he was to

earn money, he smiled happily.

His work was to shovel snow for the other neighbors in the winter, because

most of the times when snow was very, very big; some of the house doors got

block, and they need to pay $100 for a builder to come and shovel the snow out

of way. But now the boy will help shovel the snow, and they need only to pay $10

in return. At first the boy was not good at it at all, but soon he got the use

of it, and earned lots of money. When it was time to use the money, he figured

that he didn’t have enough to pay for the grammar book that he wanted for

school. It was not that big of a deal of very much; but was not quite things of

time.

He kept on this work for 4 years, until he had finally got enough money to

buy the grammar. He was so very excited, that he jumped about in the room from

brick to brick. When he went to the store, he figured it was closed; all the

grammars are sold out, but in the other hand in opened because he shoveled the

snow away which let him get enough money to buy another grammar in another

store.

It was almost summer and the snow melted away, a statue of him was made up

in the town square where he lived; for making the snow disappear. He was also

the first in the class every morning, because he was willing to learn some

identities to learn grammar. He loved grammar. And when it was time for him to

head home and buy another harder one; he used the same plan just a little

better.

And when people saw his statue shimmering in the morning sunlight, they

would remember his gratitude for everybody in the town.

It was a “Magnificent” day; it was already beheld the shoveling day.

When I was alittle child， I had many dreams. I wanted to be rich， so that I

can live in abig and beautiful house. I can go everywhere by air. But now， my

dream seems tobe better and more realistic. I hope I can have a good job. It

will not takemuch of my time， although I can’t earn much. Every year， I have

holidays totravel. Traveling is my favorite and it can reduce my pressure. It’s

good formy life. Therefore， I hope traveling can be a part of my future

life.

There was once a little boy that wanted to be a good captain, but he knew

that he was too poor to do that. So he made up a plan to go a world called

Penny. It was a funny name but he didn’t mind. He also thought that his family

wouldn’t let him to go on such a long trip, for Penny that world was a

hundred100 miles more away. It was a very, very long journey for a boy only 10

years old to do.

He insisted that he would go away on a night when nobody could find him, so

he set off on a day in March, 1981. He got his purse, starting his journey with

bare feet. On his way, he met a little girl wishing so much for money. He picked

up his purse, but found out that he had but only a little bit of copper coins,

which was not enough for her.

He stopped a while for about 10 days to find a job to earn money. He was

always kind, and was willing to help others when they were in need. At last he

got 100 cents which were 100 silver coins, then he sent the little girl the

coins wealthily. However, he still kept the copper coins in emergencies.

After two more days of journey, he arrived at a place where it was icy and

cold. He knew that he couldn’t make it to Penny in time, so he made a

comfortable shelter to stay in until spring. He started off in 1982. When he at

last reached Penny, he found a good job, and paid it off with the copper

coins.

He preferred the money to his whole family. He got $100 for the kind people

who helped him when he was in trouble as a return. It was good that nobody ever

questioned him where he was that whole time when he went back; but he was still

glad that he could help his family. When he recovered, he felt a little bit sad,

and lay down. The next morning when his parents came into his recovering house

to take him home to rest, they found his two hands clasped on his white covered

sheet bed, as if he had been dead.

His parents were shocked; they knew that it was the boy’s last sleep, they

cried bitterly all night long, while there was still a smile on the hero’s

face.

How time flies! It has been a few years since I left high school, but I

still remember you in my heart, because you’re the best teacher in my mind. It’s

not only because you taught me knowledge, but also you taught me how to study. I

have really benefitted a lot from you. So I would like to express my great

thanks to you, and share my life in college with you.

Now I’m studying in Hunan First Normal College, which is Chairman Mao’s

former school. I major in English, because I find it so fun and interesting. As

far as I’m concerned, our English Department is the best department in our

college. The teachers in our department are knowledgeable, experienced, and

warm-hearted. And my classmates are nice, friendly and helpful. Thus, I have a

good atmosphere to study. When I have difficulties in study, I always ask my

teachers for help or discuss with my classmates. Through their help, I have made

great progress in my English study.

College life is much different ...

______

In our life,have some animals,they are so cult and so ugly,but we must know

animals and humans are friends,we should like animals ,so i wnat to be a

volunteer to help them. I am so friendly and i love animals very much,i can do

more things and i do some good things,i give the money for save Chinas tigers

and so on.So i want to help animals,because i love them. Lets help animals just

help yourself ,lets to be a volunteer to help them now,so come on!

My Darling McGeorge

You said that things seemed clearer when they were written down. Well, here

with a very boring letter in which I will try to put everything down so that you

may read and re-read it at a horror at your folly in getting involved with

me.

Deep breath. To begin with ,I love you. With a depth and passion and I have

felt for no one else in this life. And if it is astonishes you, it astonished me

as well. Not, I hasten to say, because you are not worth loving. Far from it.

Its just that, first of all,I swore I would not get involved with another

woman. Secondly, I have never had such a feeling before and it is almost

frightening. Thirdly, I would never have thought it possible that another human

being could occupy my waking and sleeping thoughts to the exclusion of almost

everything else. Fourthly, I never thought that even if one was in love one

could get so completely besotted with another person so that a minute away from

them felt like a thousand years. Fifthly, I never hoped,aspired, dreamed that

one can find everything one wanted in one person.

I was not such an idiot as to believe this was possible. Yet in you I have

found everything I want: youre beautiful, gay, giving, gentle, idiotically and

deliciously feminine, sexy, wonderfully intelligent and wonderfully silly as

well. I want nothing else in this life than to be with you, to listen and watch

you, your beautiful voice, your beauty, to argue with you, to laugh with you, to

show you things, to share things with you, to explore your magnificent mind, to

explore your wonderful body, to help you, protect you, serve you ,and...bash you

on the head when I think you are wrong...

Not to put too fine a point on it, I consider that I am the only man

outside mythology to have found crock of gold at the rainbows end. But, having

said all that, let us consider things in details. Dont let this become public,

but, well...I have one or two faults. Minor ones,I hasten to say. For example I

am inclined to be overbearing. I do it for the best possible motives, all

tyrants say that, but I do tend, without thinking, to treat people underfoot.

You must tell me when Im doing it to you, my sweet, because it can be a very

bad thing in a marriage.

Right, the second blemish. This actually is not so much a blemish of

character as a blemish of circumstance. Darling, I want you to be you on your

own right, and I will do everything I can to help you in this. But you must take

into consideration that I am also me in my own right. And that I have a head

start on you. What Im trying to say is that you must not feel offended if you

are sometimes treated simply as my wife. Always remember that what you lose on

the swings you gain on the roundabouts. But i am an established ‘creature’ in

the world, and so on occasions you will have to live in my shadow. Nothing gives

me less pressure than this. But it is a fact of life that has to be faced.

Third, a very important and nasty, blemish. Jealousy. I dont think you

know what jealousy is, thank god, in the real sense of the word. I know that you

have felt jealousy over Lincolns wife and child, but this is what I call normal

jealousy, and this to my regret, is not what Ive got. What I have got is a

black monster and any goodness that I have in my make-up. It is really a Jekyll

and Hyde situation... my Hyde is stronger than my good sense and defeats me,

hard though I try. As I told you, I have always known that this lurks within me,

but I could control it, and my monster slumbered and nothing happened to awake

it. Then I met you and I felt my monster stir and become half-awake when you

told me of Lincoln and others you have known, would you like to end with your

letter my monster came out of its lair, black, irrational, bigoted, stupid,

evil, malevolent. You never know how terribly corrosive jealousy is; It is a

physical pain as though you have swallowed acid or red hot coals. It is the most

terrible of feelings. But you cant help it at least I cant and god knows Ive

tried. I dont want any ex-boyfriends sitting in church when I marry you. On our

wedding day I want nothing but happiness both for you and me, but I know I wont

be happy if there is a church full of your ex-conquests. When I marry you I will

have no past, only a future. I dont want to drag my past into our future and I

dont want you to do it, either. Remember I am jealous of you because I love

you. You are never jealous of something you dont care about.

Okay enough about jealousy. Now let me tell you something. I have seen a

thousand sunsets and sunrises, in a thousand sunsets and sunrises on land where

it floods forest mountains with honey-coloured light, at sea where it rises and

sets like a blood orange in a multi-coloured nest of cloud, slipping in and out

of the vast ocean. I have seen thousand moons. Harvest moon is like gold coins,

winter moons as white as ice chips, new moons like baby swans feathers. I have

seen seas as smooth as if painted, coloured like shot silk or blues as a

kingfisher or transparent as glass or black and crumpled with foam, moving

ponderously and murderously. I have felt winds straight from the south pole,

bleak and wailing like a lost child; Winds as tender and warm as a lovers

breath; Winds that carried the astringent smell of salt and the death of

seaweeds; Winds during the moist rich smell of a forest floor, the smell of a

million flowers. Fierce winds that churned and moved the sea like yeast, or

winds that made the waters lap at the shore like a kitten. Ive known silence:

the cold, earthy silence at the bottom of a newly dug well; The implacable stony

silence of a deep cave; The hot, drugged midday silence when everything is

everything is hypnotized and still moved into silence by the eye of the sun. The

silence when great music ends. Ive heard that summer cicadas cry so that the

sound seems stitched into your bones. Ive heard a tree frogs in an

orchestration as complicated as Bach singing in a forest lit by a million

emerald fireflies. Ive heard the Keas calling over the grey glaciers that

groaned to themselves like old people as they inched. Their way to the sea. Ive

heard the hoarse street vendor cries of the mating Fur seals as they sang to

their sleek golden wives, the crisp staccato admonishment of the rattlesnake,

make the cobweb squeak of the Bat and the belling roar of the red deer knee-deep

in purple heather. Ive heard wolves baying at a winters moon, read howlers

making the forest vibrate with their roaring cries. Ive heard the squeak, purr

and grunt of a hundred multi-coloured reef fishes. I’ve seen hamming birds

flashing like opals round a tree of scarlets blooms, humming like a top. I have

seen flying fish skittering like quicksilver across the blue waves, drawing

silver lines on the surface with their tails. Ive seen Spoonbills flying home

to roost like a scarlet banner crossed the sky. Ive seen Whales, black as tar,

cushioned on a cornflower blue sea,creating a Versailles of fountain with their

breath. I have watched butterflies emerge and sit, trembling, while the sun

irons their wings smooth. I watch tigers, like flames, mating in the long grass.

I have been dive -bombed by an angry Raven, black and glossy as the Devils

hoof. Ive lain in water warm as milk, soft as silk, while around me played a

host of Dolphins. I have met a thousand animals and see a thousand wonderful

things.

All this I did without you. This was my loss. All this I want to do with

you. This will be my gain. All this I would gladly have forgone for the sake of

one minute of your company, for your love, your voice, your eyes, hair, lips,

body, and above all for your sweet, ever surprising mind which is an enchanting

quarry, in which it is my privilege to delve.

Gerald Durrell

Laba rice porridge was first introduced to China in the Song Dynasty about

900 years ago.

Buddhism was well accepted in the areas inhabited by the Han Chinese， who

believed that Sakyamuni the first Buddha and founder of the religion， attained

enlightenment on the eighth day of the twelfth month. Sutras were chanted in the

temples and rice porridge with beans， nuts and dried fruit was prepared for the

Buddha. With the passing of time the custom extended， especially in rural areas

where peasants would pray for a plentiful harvest in this way.

There is， however， another touching story： When Sakyamuni was on his way

into the high mountains in his quest for understanding and enlightenment， he

grew tired and hungry. Exhausted from days of walking， he fainted away by a

river in India. A shepherdess found him there and fed him her lunch -- porridge

made with beans and rice. Sakyamuni was thus able to continue his journey.

There is a tall tree in front of my house. I love it very much. When spring

comes, the thick leaves make the tree beautiful and lively. And in summer, my

parents and I often sit under the big tree and enjoy the cool air.

But when autumn comes, the leaves will turn yelow, and fall from the tree.

And then, it stands there in the cold wind alone. I am sad, too.

Mother tells me the tree wil grow bigger and taller in the coming spring. I

feel happy again.

Dear the headmaster :

I am a student in your school, I heard that we will hold a activity but you

arent decide the date,so I want to offer some ideas.

First,we cant hold in a very cold or hot weather,the best weather is

spring.

second,we can have the activity in the afternoon sothat students can have a

good time.

Thats over. If you could accept my ideas,I would very happy.

Yours,

____

To me ,the most interesting subject is English.But I find studying English

is very difficult.So if you ask which subject is the most difficult to me.My

answer will be English.Now I am a student,everyday I have more than one English

classes,I like studying it very much and I hope I can study it very well,so I

can talk with foreigners and know the foreign countries things,it is very

useful.

My father is a classic Chinese father. He doesn‘t talk much， but I know he

loves me so much. One time， I don’t feel liking eating anything because of the

hot weather， my father goes out of the house and carry a lot of my favorite

snacks. I feel so moved. His love is so strong， I love my father.

Dear Lucy,

Thank you for your letter.You asked me about the weather in Shanghai.So let

me tell you sth about the weather here.In the spring，it‘s warm and sunny.So many

boys and girls are fly kites at park.Spring is my favorite season，I like it very

much.Summer is a hot and dry season.Many people dont like it,but it is good for

sports.Sports can make us healthy growth.Fall comes after summer.Its a cool and

busy sea—son.The weather is getting cooler andcooler and the days are getting

shorter and shorter.Winter is so cold.It often snows，so we must wear a lot of

clothes.

Have a good day!

Linda

Dear Christmas father:

Hello!

I am Yuxin. I’m a Chinese girl.And I am ten years old. I miss you very

much.

It will Christmas! I am very happy today . Merry Christmas!

And I want say ‘ thank you’ to you. Because you gave me some toys last year

and a book the year before last . Thank you very much!

I usually work very hard and do my home work hard, too. My friends and I

are very well. We do exercises every morning.

It was snow in China. It was very wonderful and very good. I like it very

much.

I want a pencilcase or some pens this year. I want to be a good student

.

Thanks, Christmas father. Bye-bye!

Yuxin

Dear Sir,

I saw your advertisement for

Imagine my surprise when all I got in return was a box of matches! I could understand a mistake. I might even pardon a joke. But in this case, your advertisement is a deliberate lie since a friend of mine who also sent the coupon got the same result.

I think its a shame to promise an economical lighter when in fact you are not selling a lighter a1 all. Instead of saying it works quickly, you should admit that you are offering matches. And what about

I regard your advertisement as a serious deception and demand that you send me my money back immediately. Otherwise I will take active steps to make sure the Consumers Association hear about it.

Yours faithfully,

Peter Li