When Anne woke up the next morning, she could not remember where she was. Then, she remembered. This was Green Gables and they didn’t want her because she wasn’t a boy! She looked out of the window. It was such a beautiful place. She wished they would not send her away.

During the drive back to the station, Marilla said, “It’s five miles, and since you enjoy talking so much, you can tell me what you know about yourself.” “I was eleven last March”, said Anne, “and I was born in Bolingbroke, Nova Scotia. My father and mother were teachers. They were very poor and lived in a small yellow house in Bolingbroke. My mother died from a fever soon after I was born, and my father died four days later from a fever, too.”

“I lived with some people called Thomas until I was eight years old and helped look after their other children. Then, Mr. Thomas was killed when he fell under a train. Then, Mrs. Hammond took me, and I lived with her for two years and look after all her children. Then, she died. Nobody wanted me, so I was put in a children’s home.”

Marilla asked no more questions. She felt sorry for Anne. The child had had a hard life, living with people who did not really want her. She began to think it was a pity the girl had to be sent back to the children’s home.

Marilla thought long and hard about keeping Anne. She knew that her brother wanted to keep her, and she saw that the girl was clever, even if she liked to dream. The next afternoon, Marilla said to the little girl, “Sit down and listen. We have decided that you may stay here. You must go to school when it opens again in September.”

“Oh, thank you,” Anne said happily.

Anne had been at Green Gables a fortnight before Mrs. Lynde came to see what she was like. “You’re not much to look at,” Mrs. Lynde said. “You’re very thin and plain. And your face has freckles and your hair is the color of carrots.”

“I hate you,” cried Anne. “I hate you! I hate you!” “What a temper!” cried Mrs. Lynde.

“Anne, go to your room and stay there until I come up,” said Marilla. Anne ran to her room, crying. Afterward, Marilla went upstairs to talk to Anne.

The world is a book, and those who do not travel only read one page. Travelling the world can help us to better understand it. With this idea in mind, I began my journey to Yunnan.

When I reached the foot of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. I felt the cold air. Even though it was summer, I felt like it was still winter there! The road to the top was so long and the weather was so foggy that it was hard to go on. I had to stop several times to take a small break. Finally, I reached the top with great excitement. Looking around, I could hardly believe my eyes. The mountain was covered in snow and shone like glass in the rising sun. And everything looked wonderful. Looking at the beautiful, natural sights. I felt smaller than an ant. What an amazing feeling!

After climbing the snowy mountain, I visited Lijiang, an old city with a history of about 800 years. When I walked on the stone path, it felt like walking through a long history step by step. Along the way, I noticed that the houses looked old and beautiful. I really love the city and its slow lifestyle.

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Emojis are little pictures used for expressing ideas, feelings and emotions. They are often seen in text m    79     or on the Internet. The first emoji was created by a Japanese engineer in 1999. He n    80     the little picture “emoji”. The name is m    81     up of two Japanese words: “e” and “moji”. “E” means “picture” and “moji” means “character”.

Now, there are emojis for almost everything, s    82     as food, sports and animals. Believe it or not, there are o    83    six billion emojis being sent every day. With emojis, people are a    84    to express such meaning even when they can’t see each other. Besides, people use emojis when they find it h    85     to explain or describe something in words.

Many people see emojis as the language of the future. Are you ready to learn this new language skill?

86. 每年4月23日是世界读书日。为了庆祝今年的世界读书日，根据自己的实际情况， 以“My reading habits”为题写一篇文章，介绍自己的读书经验。

My reading habits

World Book Day is coming. I share my reading habits, experience and feelings with you.