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One day,it was raining heavily and I didn't have an umbrella,I had just1a bus and had to walk back to my house.I2walking in that direction,when I heard somebody shouting,“Sister,”“Sister.” I looked back and3the stationery（文具）shopkeeper.I went to him and asked what was the4.He said that since it was raining heavily,I could take a5in his shop,have a look at his new6and go home when the rain stopped.For a moment I hesitated（犹豫）,but the7of getting to have a look at the pens made me nod.
To my surprise,I found that the8was larger than I thought.The stationery shopkeeper offered me a chair and took out the pens for me.I9a beautiful parker（派克）pen and had a try.It10so smoothly that I wanted to buy it with all my heart,11as expected,it was very expensive.The shopkeeper said,“I can give you the pen for ninety-five dollars12one hundred.”I looked up and thanked him for the13,but refused politely as it was14quite expensive for me.By that time,the rain had15,and after appreciating his16,I quickly walked back to my house.
After that day,the shop became my17place to hang out .The shopkeeper used to18me pens always at discount prices and very often also offered me tea.He had much information about all kinds of pens and other writing instruments.19both of us knew nothing about each other,we had a deep friendship based on our common 20.
As children, our parents had dreams for us. They wanted us to do whatever was necessary to reach our highest 1. Later in life, friends and spouses (配偶) may also have schedules for us. People close to us may have ideas about 2we should live our lives. The ideas usually 3love and the desire for us to be happy. Other times, they come from a place of need within them— 4it is the parent who wants us to 5his or her dreams or the friend who wants us to play an alreadydefined role. We can appreciate and consider those people's input, but 6we must follow our own inner guidance.
There may come a time when all the suggestions can become 7. We may feel that the people we love don't approve of our judgment, which can 8us to some extent. It can 9the choices we make for our lives by making us 10ourselves. It may also fill a void (空虚) with their 11before we've had a chance to decide what we want. However, it can affect us 12as well. We may have to 13the feelings of resistance and to keep ourselves off from them. But we can take some time to 14ourselves of any unnecessary doubts and go within to become 15on what we desire for ourselves.
We can tell our loved ones how much we 16their thoughts and ideas, but that we need to live our own lives and make our own 17. We can explain that they need to let us learn from our own experiences 18 to rob us of wonderful life lessons and the opportunity to 19our own judgment. When they see that we are happy with our lives, they can see all we need them do is to share 20with us.
I got my first bike in 1943. It was an old, second-hand blue bike. Bikes of any kind were very1at that time. A new bike was rarely to be seen, as2was needed to produce weapons to3our brave men and women in the fighting overseas.
At ten, I was quite4 I convinced my mother I could earn enough money to be a millionaire—if I only had an old second-hand bike. She laughed but5about 80 per cent of the total cost of the bike. I had6a few dollars digging gardens, cleaning snow and doing other jobs.
I7Mother I'd pay back the loan(借款). The day I got my bike was one of the happiest of my life. I could8earning some money--9groceries(杂货) for Clarks' grocery store and packages for a small store a few block away—this was in the Forest Hills section of Edmonton. I made a few dollars but10to start another work, as the first was proving too11to come by.
My mother, another brother, Len, and I were to12Dad in Yellowknife, which was so far way that my bike couldn't be transported there. Leaving my bike was very difficult, but13had to come first. I made very little money14it, not enough to pay Mother back. We15Yellowknife in the fall of 1943. It was quite an experience for a young fellow, or anybody else for that matter.
After we'd been in Yellowknife for a while, I was able to16Mother for the bike loan. I got a job at the recreation centre in the Negus Mine. The17paid great—I had lots of money, but would not18another bike. The19there were made with the tailings(尾矿) from the mine—lots of rough rock. The new20had not been built at that time.
Since my childhood, I always dreamed of becoming a full - time writer. Two years after my graduation, I 1my job and made up my mind to realize my 2.
No one could tell me 3I would succeed or not. I rented a cold storage room in a building, set up a used desk and4 to write. I had too many things to write and I had to write because the5was full of my heart.
After a year or so, however, I began to doubt myself. I found it6to earn my living by selling what I wrote. I can't remember how many times my novels were7during that year. But I8to put my dream to the test—even though it meant living with uncertainty and fear of9I believed anyone with a dream must learn to struggle for the10 .
During the most difficult period of my life, one of my classmates came to see me and tried to 11me, “Yun, come to our company, and we will 12you 2,000 yuan a month.” 2,000 yuan was really a big13at that time. It would enable me to live14As the money were dancing in my 15, something cleared my senses. Hadn't I dreamed of being a writer A full - time writer.
“Thanks, but no,” I said16 , “I'm going to stick to writing.”
Again and again, I said to myself, “I will be17. People will love my novels.”
Finally my first novel was 18 in 1991. I had the kind of fame and success that few writers ever 19.
Twenty years have passed, but the effect it had on my life has lasted. Now I often20the time working in that cold storage room. I will say, “Anyone with a dream, courage and persistence will be successful.”
Ever since I could remember, one phrase — open up your heart — has always made me feel uncomfortable. Whenever I heard it, 1from movies, music or adults, I thought doing so meant 2good judgment of my own, rather than following a practical approach to life. But the real 3was my distrust of others. From past 4, opening up my heart meant giving others the opportunity to influence how I felt about myself, and this was the dangerous area 5 I could not afford for anyone to enter.
However, the older I got, the 6 I distanced myself from other people. I was jealous when I saw how 7 other people communicating and getting on with one another, 8 their experiences and their feelings, and really being comfortable. I began to believe that there was something terribly 9 with me.
Only recently have I been able to find enough 10to let my defence go. Being warm and 11is easy for most people, but for me, it was 12 that I was unfamiliar with. I began to understand that I 13 to take an active role in my relationships with others. Even though I've been able to open myself up to others, I'm still 14 about how to do so.
My fears became true when I began to feel how easily others had a(n) 15 on me. I began to feel the pull of the opinions of others, many of which I did not 16. Though these opinions were not my own, they still had an influence on my own 17. I realized that I 18 both my individuality （个性） and the relationships I had 19 with others too much. So, something had to 20.
I began to realize that approval is not always necessary. If I don't agree with someone, I can always express my point of view, as long as I don't make other people feel bad. And I can still keep my individuality.
October 12th, 2008. It was a cold, rainy day, and I had no desire to drive up for two hours along the winding mountain road to my daughter Carolyn's house. But she had 1 that I come see something at the top of the mountain.
"I'll stay for lunch, but I'm 2 back home straight after that," I announced when I arrived.
"But I need you to drive me to the garage to 3 my car," Carolyn said. "Could we 4 do that?"
"How far is it?" I asked.
"About three minutes," she said. "I'll drive—I'm5 it."
After ten minutes on the mountain road, I looked at her 6. "I thought you said three minutes."
She laughed. "This is a detour(绕道)."
Turning down a narrow path, we parked the car and got out. To my 7, the views before my eyes were 8 words.
From the 9 of the mountain, several acres(英亩) across hills and valleys, were rivers of daffodils(水仙花). Plenty of 10—from the palest ivory(象牙白) to the deepest lemon and then to the most vivid pink—shone like a carpet before us. It looked 11 the sun had tipped(翻倒) over and spilled(洒落) gold down the mountainside.
A series of questions 12 my mind. Who 13such beauty? When? How?
As we approached(接近) the house that 14 in the center of the land, we saw a sign that15: "Answers to the Questions; I Know You Are 16."
The first answer was: "One Woman—Two Hands, Two Feet, and Very Little Brain." The second was: "One at a Time." The third: "17 in 1958."
The 18 of it would not let me go. "Imagine," I said, "if I'd had a 19 and worked at it, just a little bit every day, what might I have 20?"
Carolyn looked at me, smiling. "Start tomorrow," she said. "Better yet, start today."
When I was younger I developed an interest in stories of magic. I 1 books where wizards (巫师) and fighters 2 the powers of darkness in strange worlds. I was very happy when they 3 to bring peace and happiness to their lands in the end. Like most of the readers of these stories I secretly 4 for magical powers for myself. I wanted to be able to magically make my pain disappear, to make my problems 5, and to have power over this world that so 6 has power over us.
As I got older, however, I 7 that there was no such thing as magic and how 8 the reality of life was. I had daily pain from a back injury that never healed (治愈) right. I went through a 9 period of poverty for many years. I felt 10 when both of my sons were diagnosed with Autism (自闭症). I still sometimes daydreamed of magic 11 even that faded away.
Then one day it struck me that there was a 12 kind of magic, which grew 13 in my heart, soul, and mind day by day and year by year. This magic was called LOVE. It 14 me to my own highest self and to all of the other 15 in this world. It didn't get rid of my 16 but it made every day of my life feel richer. It didn't cure my sons, Autism, but it helped me see them as the beautiful, loving, and joyful souls that they 17 are. It didn't make me a wizard or a fighter.18, it helped me to drive the darkness of this world with my own 19.
May you choose it, share it, and live in it every single day of your life. May you use it to 20 others, and to heal this world.
The day I received my letter of acceptance to New York University, I was extremely excited. It was my dream university, and my1were pleased for me. But they also hadn't2me to get into such a competitive school. In fact, the best thing they ever did for me was to3me from doing things4—indeed, when I was in elementary school, they offered to buy me a present5I got a C.
It6when I was in third grade. An only child in an Asian family, I had just7with my family from Taiwan to Los Angeles. Months into third grade, I developed a strong feeling of8about getting bad grades. Seeing my anxiety, Dad said, "Kate, tell you what. If you get a C or9, I'll buy you a present. If you score higher than that, I won't buy you anything, because you won't10it."
Clearly my dad wasn't the11Asian tiger parent, pressuring me to work tirelessly for the best12, and neither was my mom. They didn't want to push me. They wanted me to be13and healthy. Dad's14of a "failing grade" gift amazingly15my worries and pressure. What's more，I16getting A's and B's throughout high school, but without the added stress and fear of failing. I think it was my parents' lack of stress on grades that gave me17to encourage my own desire for achievements.
I now realize I was18when I thought I didn't receive a present from my dad that day. He gave me two invaluable19: the space to develop my own desire for excellence, and the healthy mind to20it.
In the past year I have lost two of the people I loved most. One was my little sister, and the other a best friend. I 1 them. They are still in my heart, and there they'll 2.
3, when I moved to another city eight years ago, I didn't get to see them as much as I wanted to. Something always seemed to get in my 4work, my dogs and, yes, the money to fly up for 5 visits.
I was too 6 to whisper in their ear what they meant to me and to thank them for the 7 they gave me. And this is something I 8. But instead of beating myself up, I'd rather9 from this hardest of lessons.
I've decided to put those I love 10 everything from now onto make keeping in 11 the very first to do and to enjoy time with them while they are here. In fact, I have 12 I am going to take something 13 from their loss and enjoy everything more. Not to 14 doing things I can do straight away. To enjoy everything I own. Why? It's as John Lennon said, "life is what happens while you're busy making other plans".
After the funerals (葬礼) of my darlings, I watched as their 15 dealt with their possessions. It 16 me of sorting out my mother's things following her 17, and the sadness that brought me. I've given up trying to "get ahead" in life; now my very 18 thing is myself and the people and things that make me happy. And I am going to remind those I love that this is the case, not just in writing 19 face to face and as often as I can. Because leaving anything for later is taking the risk that later may never 20.
My first-grade teacher, Mr. Gunderson, once told my class a story. A father is killed in a car accident and the son is 1 hurt. But when the boy arrives at the 2, the doctor on duty says, "I can't 3 surgery on this patient. This is my son!" Mr. Gunderson asked, "Who is the doctor?" Hands went up and my classmates shouted out 4, but they didn't arrive at the correct answer. Mr. Gunderson didn't let me 5 because he knew it would be very easy for me to understand that the surgeon was the boy's 6. I suppose that Mr. Gunderson's 7 would be a lot easier for today's first-graders.
Being a doctor at that time, my mother was considered very 8 because female doctors were rare then. 9, to my sister and me, she was and is just Mom. When we were kids, we came home from school to a 10, who watched us until our parents came home. Mom took Friday off so she could spend more time with us, and we could tell that she felt 11 about not being home more often.
My younger sister and I 12 at a fairly young age that this was Mom's weak spot, and we 13 it mercilessly whenever we wanted a new toy or snacks. I wish I had 14 doing that the first time Mom told me about one of her 15 who had died, but I'm sure I didn't. I can't imagine what it's like to spend all day taking care of other people's 16 children, some of whom are not going to 17 it, and then come home to find that your own kids are acting like that. We were just like 18 brats (顽童) then. I suppose she could have found our guilty weak spots to make us 19, but she never did. I think I'd better 20 her for that.
When I was a boy of nine. I used to mow the lawn(草坪) of Mrs. Long, an elderly lady. She paid me very little. But she did promise me, "when Christmas come, I shall have a present for you." I spent much time1what it would be.
"It would not be a2glove," I3with myself. "She wouldn't know much about baseball." Since she was a fragile little person, I also4 the bicycle, for how could she5such a big thing?
As December arrived and ice began to form on the6. I began to imagine myself upon the7, trying my8on the surface of it. On the 22st of December, couldn't wait any more and marched down the street,9myself at the door of the house whose lawn I had10all summer. What she had was a(n)11parcel. When I12 it from her, I found it weighed almost nothing. I was13 disappointed. "A kind of magic. Do open it on Christmas morning." Mrs. Long said. Anyway, her words again set my mind14with new possibilities.
How long the15was! On Christmas morning, with great16, I opened the package and found a17box, in which I only saw ten18of black paper. Was it magic? Aunt Laura who taught school, said "It really is!". She showed me how to write.
That a pencil could write on one piece of paper and mysteriously record on another was a magic which satisfied my childish mind. It reached me at that19Christmas when I was able to comprehend it.
Since then I have received some pretty thundering Christmas presents but none that ever came close to the20of this one.
I got up at 4 am to receive a call from my daughter who needed my help to get home from the snowy mountain. After I helped her get a taxi, I 1 I was out of cigarettes, so I went to the gas station up the street to 2 some, I saw a young man wrapped in a 3 blanket, trying to keep out of the snow. I went in and bought my smokers. As I 4 , this gentleman asked me for a cigarette.
I gave him three and left, but 5 I realized I had to do something for him. So I 6 and asked him if he wanted a coffee. He said "yes, please", so I went in and 7 him an extra-large cup and something to eat. Then I went home with an aching 8 , thinking of him being out in the cold, so I carried some things and went out 9 to the guy. Giving him a blanket and a jacket, I told him there was a 10 nearby where he could ask for help. I asked him to 11 me he would go and he said yes.
I came back home, and, after my 12 arrived and went to bed, I sat there, 13 about the guy at the gas station. So I made a call to the shelter and told the nice girl on the 14 that there was a guy out in the cold. Told that they had one or two beds left, I 15 got into my car and drove to the gas station. The roads were 16 but I knew that somehow we would be 17 . After I 18 drove the guy to the shelter and 19 him off at the door, he was very 20 and I was very happy.
I was cycling and noticed a person, about a quarter of a kilometer in front of me. I could tell he was cycling a little slower than me and decided to try to1him. I had about a kilometer to go on the road2turning off.
So I 3 cycling faster and faster and every4 I was gaining on him just a little bit. After just a few minutes I was only about 100 yards5 him, so I really picked up the pace and 6 myself You would have 7 I was cycling in the last section of London Olympic triathlon.
8, I caught up with him and passed him by. On the inside I felt so 9.I beat him, of course, but he didn't even know we were 10 .
After I passed him, I 11that I had been so focused on competing against him that I had 12 my turn. I had gone nearly six blocks past it and had to turn around and go all the way back.
Isn't that what happens in life when we 13 competing with co-workers, neighbors, and friends, trying to14 that we are more successful or more important? We spend our time and 15 chasing after them and we miss out on our own 16 to our future.
The 17 of unhealthy competition is that it's a never-ending 18, because there will19 be somebody ahead of you, someone with a better job, more money and more education, etc.
Therefore, just take what life has given you, your height, weight and personality. Stay focused and live a healthy life. There's no 20in life. Run your own race and wish others well!
When I arrived in Sydney two years ago from Brazil to study, I struggled (努力) to find work to support myself. My savings soon became dangerously 1 and I was upset that I might have to 2 my dream of studying overseas.
One day, I was at the park, worrying about the future and 3 with my own thoughts. A lady sitting next to me noticed the 4 expression on my face and gave me a sincere smile. She asked if something 5 had happened and if I needed any 6. I didn't want to bother someone I had just 7 with my problems, so I pretended (假装) that everything was fine. But we 8 chatting for nearly two hours about life in Brazil and what I 9 about Australia. She gave me lots of 10 about places to visit in that country.
Before we knew it, it was almost five o'clock. She said she had to go to work and 11 invited me to accompany (陪同) her. Why not? I 12 although I felt a little surprised.
We arrived at a restaurant and the most 13 thing happened. She said that she 14 the place and needed some help in the 15 as one of her chefs was leaving soon. She asked if I wanted to take a part-time job there. I 16, of course, and started the next day.
I spent almost one year 17 in her restaurant, improving my English, and 18 my skills. And most importantly, I built a good 19 with my boss. Even now living in different cities, we are 20 close friends and enjoy sharing long chats about life.
I had always hated playing chess. Up until a few months ago, I don't think I ever1 a chess game in my life. Actually, I didn't have a2 about how to play. I knew the rules, but that's it. I had tried to 3 playing chess most of my life, even though it 4 that it should be a great game to play.
I started playing again just as a 5 to stay in touch with my friend who moved abroad. We play 6. But nothing has changed. He still 7 me easily every time. After six months of getting kicked all over the 8 , I decided to learn something about the game. I finally9 losing.
I 10 somebody must have made a video or a clear
book on the 11 of chess 
so I started looking and was astonished at how much good 12 is out there. I got some and played lots of games with my computer,13 some of the stuff I was learning. And what do you know? Not only did I start to play a lot 14 , but the game became as fun as I always 15 it should be. It's interesting and16. It's just like playing a game of17 . It's a great battle.
I'm no Grandmaster. Not even close. But the 18 between me two months ago and me now is amazing. I19 learned a few important basic principles, and now suddenly I know the game. And that's the first lesson I learned about chess that 20 to living life well: It really helps to learn some basics.
One Mother to Another
On Wednesday evening, our daughter, who was at a boarding school over 200 kilometers away, told us that she had lost her phone when she took part in an activity off campus. We realized that we had little chance of finding it.
The next morning, my phone beeped (哔哔响) loudly. A kind voice announced that she had something that belonged to my daughter. I 1 that I lived a three-hour drive away, and told her I would ask a friend to fetch the phone. My daughter had written my number on the inside of her phone's case — good thinking!
After contacting the people I know who lived near the school, I was out of 2 — no one could go and 3 the phone, not surprisingly as it was the working day and everyone was busy. I decided to ask the lady to post the phone to my daughter. But when I sent her a text to ask if this would be OK, she replied, “We will 4 it and we're going to drive down to the boarding school tonight.” To my 5, this wonderful couple, who had already spent a busy day at work, was making a round trip on the night, 6 for returning a phone to a complete stranger. How touching it was!
I gave them directions and they 7 the phone into the hands of my daughter at her boarding house. The only word of an explanation was, "I've got children of my own, and I know how a mother 8."
We had thought that the chance of getting back the phone was 9, but we got it back in such a short time. It was a wonderful reminder of the good in the world and how the actions of one person can 10 the world to another.
When 10-year-old Eric Jones learned how to grow pumpkins (南瓜)in the planting club of his school, he was 1to grow his own pumpkins. He thought it would be a great way to pass time and get rid of 2. At home he found a piece of3in the backyard and put in the work to gather, clean, and plant seeds and wanted to4his crop in fall.
The boy's curiosity work turned out5and his boredom paid off. He ended up with an enormous harvest. As it was much more than the family can consume, the boy set out to 6 . He wanted to sell the pumpkins to raise fund for Boone County Cancer Society. His mom Corrie did some advertising on social media, but she didn't expect his crop to become a big 7
While pumpkins aren't 8the first choice when people buy vegetables. Eric had no problem getting customers to buy his. 9. they knew the earnings were going to support a good 10
It was 11 that people lined up for the pumpkins. Within a few weeks, those pumpkins helped him raise $720! At that point. he and his mom headed to Boone County Cancer Society and 12 every penny to them.
What he did was very helpful to the organization. The director said fundraising 13 a lot to providing treatment for patients who are 14 and Eric's donation can make a difference.
Eric plans to do it all over again next year! In his words. "The people don't slop having 15, so why should I stop selling pumpkins?"
Remains of ancient civilization are places which were designed and built as a lasting tribute (致敬)to some individuals or events. By visiting these1monuments, you are sure to be amazed by how2the ancient civilization that existed centuries before you was. Some of the facilities which could be dated back hundreds of years ago are still in use today. Besides, you will also3at the mysterious stories behind it. The Great Wall, 4, is probably the best-known monument of China, which consists of a network of wall and towers through which the attack warnings could be received within minutes. 5then had enough time to prepare. Estimates of the total length of the monument6, depending on which sections are included and how they are measured.
Even older than the Great Wall of China is the Great Pyramid of Giza. Over a 20-year period, thousands of workers made the vision become7with numerous blocks, each weighing more than two tons. It's still a (n)8to modern people how ancient men handled9of these giant stones in a time when cars or boats never existed some 4500 years ago. The pyramid served not only as a tomb for King Khufu, but also a place of religious activities. According to ancient Egyptian belief, the pyramid, where the mummy was placed, provided a place for the king to pass into the afterlife. Then his servants performed rituals (仪式)to bring10to the dead king's soul, removing all the unrest and pain from his next life.
From ages 13 to 21, I attended church summer camp in Scotland every year. During the last several summers I1as a volunteer staff member, which meant that tuition (学费) was2.
Airfare, however, was not.
When I was younger, my parents 3 paid for my travel. One year, though, they4 my privilege (特殊待遇) and said, "If you want to go to Scotland, you'll need to pay your own way. "
I was a student, and I had just 5 two months to earn about $900. It felt 6 . But I had a very clear 7 that I was meant to be in Scotland that year. So I8 applying for jobs. I searched high and low. I sent out 9and made calls. Nothing.
Just when I was starting to lose10, my brother Willie's behavioral aide (助理) came for her weekly home visit. When I11 her, she said, "I know you're looking for a job. There's a preschool 12 for kids on the autism spectrum (自闭症谱系), and they need13. It's only from now through mid-July, and the pay is pretty good. I can 14 you, if you want." "Yes! Thank you so much! That sounds15," I said.
And it was. It gave me a(n) 16of the work I'd do later on as a caregiver for adults with special needs at L'Arche. It 17 just before I needed to leave for Scotland, and it18me to earn exactly enough money for round-trip airfare to Scotland.
That summer, there was no money left over. Yet I felt 19 every single day. Because I was grateful and I had just enough to be where I was 20 to be.
One of my favorite family photographs was taken last year at Disneyland. We were at the1of a ride called "Splash Mountain" and the picture was taken just as we were starting to2down. Disneyland cleverly designed an automatic camera,3at the most frightening part of the ride to take photos of the riders. These4pictures are then displayed at the exit of Splash Mountain and are available to5. They are not expensive.
I love this photograph because it's so real. Usually, when you are going to take pictures, you tidy your hair and6a pretty smile, wanting to look best. This picture is natural, showing a perfect mixture of7and terror on our faces. My husband's mouth is open in a scream as he hangs on to me. My son is8his baseball cap backwards so it won't fly off.
Every time I look at that photograph, I feel9. Through this picture, I sense that life should be an adventure and that we should have courage and enjoy new 10all the time. However, most of the time we draw back11fear. Fear is a kind of sick feeling that can12us from experiencing new interesting things in life. In fact, just as Franklin D. Roosevelt13it, the only thing we have to fear is fear itself.
So, when you feel like you're at the top of a roller coaster with a huge, alarming drop, don't retreat（撤退）. That is the time to14. That's the time to put a big smile on your face, scream if you need to, hug those you15and move forward towards the new adventures ahead.
