Hello, everyone!
I’m Wang Hongmin. I’m9 years old. I’m in Class 2 Grade 3. Today I will tell you a story . The topic is Three Good Friends.
One day, a monkey rides his bike near the river. This time he sees a lion under a tree. The lion runs at him. He is afraid and falls into the river. He can’t swim. He shouts. The rabbit hears him. He jumps into the river. The rabbit swims to the monkey, but he can’t help him. Luckily, an elephant comes along. He is very strong. He helps the rabbit and monkey. Three friends are very happy. They go to the elephant’s home. Then, three of them become good friends.
So we should help each other,and we are all good friend.
英语翻译：
三个好朋友
一天，一只猴子在河边骑车。这时他看见树下有一只狮子，狮子向他跑来。他非常的害怕，掉进河里。他不会游泳，大叫起来。兔子听见了，跳进水里，但他却没有办法救猴子。幸运的是，一只大象过来了。大象非常强壮，救出了兔子和猴子。他们来到大象的家，在那里吃了一顿大餐。从此他们成了好朋友。
At present, a wide vareity of credit cards issued by major banks and shopping malls are thriving in colleges and universities acrothe nation, with a multitude of college students ma-ki-ng up a growing population of card holders. Indeed, one out of five students is estimated to be in possession of at least one credit card, and the figure is expected to be on the steady increse, the latest data published by Yangtze Evening Post suggests。
Like anything prior to the emergence of this small piece of plastic, the increasing popularity of credit card on campus has both bright and dark sides. On the one hand, young adults in college, free from the trouble of pocketing a considerable sum of cash, could enjoy the convenience of credit cards and purchase expensive goods by installments.
Two travelling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family。 The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion's guestroom。 Instead the angels were given a small space in the cold basement。 As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it。 When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied, "Things aren't always what they seem。 " The next night the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife。 After sharing what little food they had the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night's rest。 When the sun came up the next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears。 Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field。 The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel how could you have let this happen? The first man had everything, yet you helped him, she accused。 The second family had little but was willing to share everything, and you let the cow die。 "Things aren't always what they seem," the older angel replied。 "When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall。 Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn’t find it。 " "Then last night as we slept in the farmers bed, the angel of death came for his wife。 I gave him the cow instead。 Things aren't always what they seem。" Sometimes that is exactly what happens when things don't turn out the way they should。 If you have faith, you just need to trust that every outcome is always to your advantage。 You might not know it until some time later。 。。 两个旅行中的天使到一个富有的家庭借宿。这家人对他们并不友好， 并且拒绝让他们在舒适的客人卧室过夜，而是在冰冷的地下室给他 们找了一个角落。 当他们铺床时，较老的天使发现墙上有一个洞， 就顺手把它修补好了。年轻的天使问为什么，老天使答到： “有些事并不象它看上去那样。” 第二晚，两人又到了一个非常贫穷的农家借宿。 主人夫妇俩对他们非常热情，把仅有的 一点点食物拿出来款待客人，然后又让出自己的床铺给两个天使。第二天一早，两个天 使发现农夫和他的妻子在哭泣--他们唯一的生活来源，一头奶牛死了。年轻的天使非常 愤怒，他质问老天使为什么会这样，第一个家庭什么都有，老天使还帮助他们修补墙洞， 第二个家庭尽管如此贫穷还是热情款待客人，而老天使却没有阻止奶牛的死亡。 “有些事并不象它看上去那样。”老天使答道，“当我们在地下室过夜时，我从墙洞看到 墙里面堆满了金块。因为主人被贪欲所迷惑，不愿意分享他的财富，所以我把墙洞填上了。 “昨天晚上，死亡之神来召唤农夫的妻子，我让奶牛代替了她。 所以有些事并不象它看上去那样。”
At present, a wide vareity of credit cards issued by major banks and shopping malls are thriving in colleges and universities acrothe nation, with a multitude of college students ma-ki-ng up a growing population of card holders. Indeed, one out of five students is estimated to be in possession of at least one credit card, and the figure is expected to be on the steady increse, the latest data published by Yangtze Evening Post suggests。
Like anything prior to the emergence of this small piece of plastic, the increasing popularity of credit card on campus has both bright and dark sides. On the one hand, young adults in college, free from the trouble of pocketing a considerable sum of cash, could enjoy the convenience of credit cards and purchase expensive goods by installments.
On the other hand, however, the irresponsible and excessive use of the cards by these youngsters, the majority of whom are fresh out of middle school incapable of budgeting their money, can make them heavily in debt which will take them years to pay off。
On my personal level, while enjoying a host of conveniences the credit card may bring, we couldn‘t afford to ignore a conspicious fact: in most cases, parents are our sole financial sources.Instead of spending without any restrict, we are supposed to put studies on the top of our agenda and move ourselves beyond heavy dependence upon our parents。
a lady went to a hat shop to buy a hat.
as she was very fussy, it took her a long time to pick on one. already at the end of his patience the salesman was afraid that she might change her mind again so he tried to flatter her: "an excellent choice, madam.
you look at least ten years younger with this hat on!" to his dismay, the lady took off her hat at once and said: "i don't want a hat that makes me look ten years older as soon as i take it off.
show me some more hats!"
Lan and Fred were boys. They were both twelve years old, and they were in the same class in their school. Last Friday afternoon they had a fight in class, and their teacher was very angry. He said to both of them, “Stay here after the lessons this afternoon, and write your names a thousand times.” After the last lesson, all the other boys went home, but Lan and Fred stayed in the classroom with their teacher and begin writing their names.
Then Fred began crying.
The teacher looked at him and said,” Why are you crying, Fred?”
“Because his name’s Lan May, and mine’s Frederick Hollingsworth,” Fred said.