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“Mummy ！ Mummy! Thank goodness it’s you! I’ve just escaped by a whisker from the most frightful scary monster that there ever was ！”

“Just now, I was strolling along minding my own business when, just as I turned into the farm yard, I saw two strange creatures. One of them looked very kind and fluffy, and had lovely whiskers, but the other was the most scary monster you'd ever watched! Woww ！

“On top of his head and in front of his neck hung pieces of raw red meat. He walked about this way and that, tearing up the ground with his toes, and beating his arms against his sides. The moment he caught sight of me he opened his pointed mouth as if to swallow me, and then he let out a cry that frightened me almost to death.”

“If it had not been for that terrible monster, I would have made friends with the pretty creature, who looked so good and gentle. He had thick, velvety fur, a soft face, and his eyes were bright and shining. As he looked at me he waved his fine long tail and smiled.

“I am sure he was just about to speak to me when the monster I have told you about let out a screaming yell, I ran for my life.”

Mother Mouse

“My little mouse, that gentle creature you saw was none other than the Cat. Under his kindly appearance, he bears a grudge against every one of us. The other was nothing but the Cockerel, who wouldn’t harm you in the least. As for the Cat, he eats us. So be thankful, my child, that you escaped with your life, and, as long as you live, never judge people by their looks.

Picture of an Angel

Golden sunlight danced in the treetops, and children's laughter filled the park. The smell of popcorn played on the breeze, and life seemed good. It was one of the happiest Saturday mornings I had spent with my little daughter, Gigi.

That is, until two strangers threw her into their car and sped away. It seemed like a bad dream. I could barely whisper when the police questioned me. For hours we waited, but there was no word on the whereabouts of the car. Tears would start to come. Then nothing. I was numb with fear.

"Go home, Ma'am," the sergeant said. "I'll have an officer drive you. We'll also want to monitor your telephone. The kidnappers might call, and we'll want to get a trace. Trust me, these guys can't get far." After what had just happened, it was hard for me to trust anything.

My friend Gloria came over that afternoon. "I heard about Gigi on the radio," she said. "Everyone is looking for the car. The interstates are all blocked." She took my hand.

"Look here," Gloria said. "I want you have this picture, and I want you to pray with me."

It was a picture of a little girl sound asleep in her bed. Standing by the bed was a tall, blond angel. His hand was touching the girl's shoulder as he smiled down at her.

My nerves were frazzled. "You know I don't believe in that kind of thing!" I snapped. "I'm too exhausted for any hocus-pocus right now, Gloria! I want my daughter home!" I started to shake, and then I began sobbing.

Gloria placed the photo on our mantle and knelt down beside me. "Just pray with me," she said, holding my hand.

I had no strength left, so we prayed and waited what seemed an eternity. Together, we waited by the phone until sundown. The phone never rang.

Suddenly, the front door swung open. I looked up and screamed.

There stood Gigi. "Gigi! Thank God!" I cried, throwing my arms around her. "Where did those men take you? How did you get home? Did the police find you?"

"No Mommy!" said Gigi. "I was real scared because those men said they were taking me far away. We were going real fast on an old rock road I'd never seen before. But then a tall man walked out in front of the car, and they ran off the road and hit a tree.

Then the tall man ran up and opened the car door and pulled me out. He was real nice, and said I would be okay now, and that those men couldn't hurt me. I must have gone to sleep, because then I woke up here in front of our house. He must have brought me home."

"But who … how did he know … where to bring you?" My voice broke and trailed to a whisper.

"I don't know, Mommy," Gigi said. "But he was real friendly, and I wasn't scared of him at all."

Just then Gigi noticed Gloria's picture on the mantle. "That's him!" She squealed, pointing at the picture. "Mommy, the tall blond man dressed like an angel. That's the man that pulled me out of the car!"

I felt chill-bumps across my neck and arms. Gloria turned pale. "Are you sure that's the man?" Gloria asked.

"Yeah, that's him okay. Except he didn't have wings, and he was wearing blue jeans and a tee shirt. But that's him exactly. I'd remember him anywhere!"

Later that night, the police found the injured kidnappers in their wrecked car fifty miles from our home. When questioned, the driver remembered swerving to avoid hitting a tall blond man. The backseat door that Gigi sat by had been completely torn off its hinges.

Twenty years have gone by. We have never heard from anyone claiming to have rescued Gigi. There have been no logical explanations for Gigi's miraculous escape and return home from a wreck so far away.

There have always been things that people can't explain. But, from that day forward, I've never doubted that many of those things are pine miracles. I believe that all experiences, positive and negative, are given to us for our strengthening and learning.

Gigi now takes her little girl to the park on Saturdays. They enjoy the sunlight as it dances in the treetops, the smell of popcorn, and the laughter of children. She keeps Gloria's picture on her mantle, and she re- members her angelic friend. And, like my daughter, I have a faith that has carried me through many trials since that day many years ago.

A few days ago,the teacher taught the text of "the voice of a Chinese child"。After I saw it,I could not be calm for a long time.

This text mainly describes the heros father is a military observer of the United Nations in the implementation and maintenance of the peace act of heroic sacrifice,he called on the world to peace not war story.

In recent years,world wars have been continuous,such as the United States and Afghanistan.Islam.The war between the United States and Iraq,the war between Israel and Palestine,and so on.A few people are almost family,broken up,visible,the war damage to human or great.A bomb fell on the busy street,and the city immediately became a pile of ruins.

Fifty-one years ago,the people of the world won the victory against fascism with blood and life,but the God of peace did not live forever.Many areas are still filled with the smoke of the war,and the evil bullets also threaten the delicate flowers of peace.Save the children,want peace not war,not to the mother in the lost son,wife to not lose her husband,the children do not lose in the father,the world should act together,the sea land,are in the hand of friendship,a laugh,devoid of old resentment.I hope that there is no roar of the looters,no roar of the rebels,and peace everywhere.Sunshine.Flowers and love.

My Parents and I

I am a Chinese girl and I study in Wuyilu Primary School. I get up very early in the morning and then help my mother cook breakfast. After breakfast, I walk to school, because it‘s not far from my house.

I have many friends at school. We often help each other with our lessons.

My mother is forty-six years old, and she works in Meet All Supermarket. It‘s near my school. The supermarket is very big, and it sells all kinds of things. The students in my school often buy school things there.

My father is two years younger than my mother. He is in the same supermarket, but he doesn‘t sell things. He‘s a driver.

My family is a happy one.

When I am making mistakes,my parents will never be angry with me.I am so thankful to them for they are so tolerant with me.I learn many things from my parents,they show me how to be a tolerant person.

They will not blame me for the small mistake that I make,instead,they will educate me in the gentle way.Unlike some parents who are strict to their kids,they will be very angry and said the hurting words,making the children feel sad.

Being tolerant to other people’s mistakes is the best way to solve the problem.People will appreciate the kind act and make things goes on the easy way.

In recent years, tourism has developed rapidly in China. Many people believe that tourism produce positive effects on economic growth and we should try our best to promote tourism. But what these people fail to see is that tourism may bring about a disastrous impact on our environment. As for me, I'm firmly convinced that too much tourists bring harm to the environment.

The bad impact of tourism on the environment has mainly expressed itself in various ways. One way is the proceof exploiting a new scenic spot. In order to attract tourists, a lot of artificial facilities have been built, which have certain unfavorable effects on the environment. This proceusually breaks the ecological balance of the area. In some mountainous places, trees are being cut down to build hotels for others to see and explore the beauty of the mountains. Then land slides and mud-rock flows come up. Another way the development of tourism has damaged the environment occurs when tourists go to scenic spots. Some tourists don't have the awareneto protect the environment, and ignorantly throw their garbage here and there. Some people even kill the local wildlife to eat, which badly damages the balance of the natural environment.

It is wrong to sacrifice the environment for the growth of tourism. We must keep in mind that too much tourists bring harm to the environment. We need to find a balance between satisfying the needs of tourists and reducing to a minimum the pollution they cause.

Will Tourism Bring Harm to the Environment? Tourism has developed by leaps and bounds in the past de

Will Tourism Bring Harm to the Environment? Tourism has developed by leaps and bounds in the past decades in the whole world. Therefore, the issue of whether the tourism will bring harm to the environment is becoming a matter of concern. As for me, I hold that the tourism does more harm than good to the world. In the first place, the more places we travel to ， the more pressure will be added to the environment. Take Dunhuang as an example, the greatest scourge these days comes from the tourists who swarm here by the busload ， bring destructive amounts of carbon dioxide and moisture into the caves along with their eagernefor a glimpse of ages past 。 Secondly, It has become fashionable for travelers to drive a private car to the place they want to 。 In this case ，a large number of cars are mushroomed in the road and it cause twice as much as air pollution 。At this speed ，we may live in a world which is full of dirty air instead of fresh air. In sum ， although tourism is playing an indispensable we`d better try to limit role in the society ， I still believe that its speed according to the harm that brings to the environment.

The world we live in is becoming more and more intolerable because of environmental destruction. Bird flu and Sars are two typical examples that environmental destruction may threaten our life. Besides, forest destruction ， water and air pollution result in decrease of planting land and unpleasant weather.

Serious as the problem seems, we can come up with some measures to deal with it. First of all, the authorities should adopt the policy of "sustainable development"， and laws concerning environmental protection should be put into effect and enforced strictly just as our government has been doing.

What' s more, every citizen should realize the seriousneof the problem and make concerted efforts to protect our environment. In addition, planting trees helps improve and beautify the environment.

We often do not take much notice of the people around us who on public service jobs. These people are train station workers, airline stewardess, firemen, policemen, bus drivers, taxi drivers and soldiers. Only during some accident these people are then the first ones to come to our aid and sometimes at the risk of their own lives. Recently, I saw a big fire in a ten-story apartment house where firemen worked under great danger. Luckily in this case no one was hurt. Each of us have within us the essence of bravery available on our everyday job, or just going to school, or at home. Soldiers are called to show bravery in defending their country from aggression. Sometimes during a national disaster such as an earthquake or typhoon soldiers are called to help show bravery and strength.

“Ｔhank you very much.” 台下响起如雷的掌声。在台上演讲完毕的我，浑身发烫的下了台，瞬间，好像把一颗几百公斤的石头从肩膀上放了下来……回想起以前，本来非常害怕在台演讲的我，经过了多位老师的严格训练及爸妈的鼓励后，我不断的尝试再尝试，努力再努力，才有今天稳若泰山的成就。

在我幼儿园时，爸妈就开始鼓励我参加英文演讲，我也初生之犊不畏虎，勇于尝试了，可是，得到的结果竟然是忘词、发抖、说错……我在观众面前感到非常尴尬难堪，大家也冷漠的看着怯生生的我。从此，我就开始害怕上台，也不断的逃避。

“失败是成功的垫脚石。”过了不久，一位老师对我这么说，我想了非常久，终于想通了。就在我二年级时，我重新站了起来，在台上顺利的“演完”，也非常的 成功。“第一名——王柏文！”当时我兴奋的像发射的火箭一样，从座位冲到台上，捧着奖杯，和各分校的校长、主任及评审们拍照，那种感觉是用笔墨难以形容的快乐和光荣。

自从那一次尝到比赛的胜利滋味，我就开始爱上“英文演讲”，之后虽然也有些许失败，不过，也得到不少奖杯和奖牌。我开始以豁达的'心面对一切得失，有时候，我还会鼓励同学们积极参加演讲、演说这类可以在台上发表，展现自我的活动。

俗话说得好：“台上三分钟，台下十年功。”英文演讲不是几分钟就能学起来的，而是需要极大的的勇气和不断的努力，也要积极参加学校或校外所举办的发表活动，才能过关斩将，才能拥有美好的胜利果实啊！

The day before Christmas, the doll pudding and the little red hat made an appointment to buy Christmas presents.

When crossing the road, little red hat saw a white beard old grandfather crossing the road on crutches. The cars on the road came and came, very dangerous. The little red cap saw it and said to Boudin, "lets help Grandpa cross the road?" Boudin said, "no, you can see the bus is coming."

"Its all right. We can sit down, and the teacher says that its a good child to help people." Little red cap said.

Little red hat and pudding helped the old grandfather walk through the street step by step. The old man said, "good boy, thank you." Its gone. Then they heard someone say, "the gift, then." They looked up, Santa Claus, and went home with the gift of pleasure.

My dog

我的狗

I have a dog. My dog name is DuDu. DuDu is 9 years. DuDu is fat. It wears a white coat. DuDu has two big eyes and two small ears. It has one short mouth. My dog is smart. I like my dog. Do you like it?

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我有一只狗。我的狗的名字叫嘟嘟。嘟嘟是9年。嘟嘟胖。它穿着一件白色外套。嘟嘟有两个大眼睛和两个小耳朵。它有一个短嘴。我的狗是聪明的。我喜欢我的狗。你喜欢吗？