It was Mother's Day and I was shopping at a local supermarket with my son who was five years old, Tennyson. As we were leaving after finishing our shopping, we realized that only minutes earlier an elderly woman had fallen over at the entrance and hit her head on the ground badly. Her husband was with her, but there was blood everywhere and the woman was embarrassed and clearly in shock. Fortunately, a lot of people stopped to help out.
While we were walking towards the scene, Tennyson became very worried about what had happened to the elderly couple. He said to me, “Mom, it's not much fun falling over in front of everyone.” Seeing that there was a flower stall(摊位)at the front of the supermarket, he added, “Why shouldn't we buy the lady a flower? It will make her feel better.” I was amazed that he'd come up with this sweet idea. So we went over and told the flower seller what we wanted. “Just take it,” she replied. “I can't take your money for such a wonderful deed.”
By now medical staff had arrived, and were looking after the injured woman. There we saw the old man was also in great horror, but he tried to comfort his wife and held her hands tightly to encourage her to be strong. We gave the flower to the woman's husband and I told him it was from my son. At that time, the old man started crying and said, “Thank you very much.” He then turned to me, “You have a wonderful son. Happy Mother's Day to you.”
The man bent down and gave his wife the flower, telling her who it was from. Regardless of being badly hurt, the old lady looked up at Tennyson with love in her eyes and gave him a little smile. And my son bent down his body to the injured lady and tenderly said, “Happy Mother's Day to you, too.”
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After a moment, the elderly lady was taken into an ambulance,
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One year later,
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A couple, Peter and Alice, had a nice home and two lovely children, a boy and a girl. Peter had a good job and had just been asked to go on a business trip to another city and would be gone for several days. It was decided that Alice needed an outing and would go along too. So they hired a reliable woman called Mary to care for their children and made the trip.
Days later, they returned home a little earlier than they had planned.
As they drove into their town feeling glad to be back, they noticed smoke, so they went off their usual route to see what it was. They found a house in flames. Alice said. “Oh, well, it isn’t our fire. Let’s go home.”
But Peter drove closer and screamed in surprise. “That house belongs to Fred Jones who works in the same company with me. He wouldn’t be off work yet, maybe there is something we can do.”
“It has nothing to do with us,” protested (抗议) Alice. “You have your good clothes on. Let’s not get any closer.”
But Peter drove up and stopped. They were both shocked to see the whole house in flames. A woman on the lawn was in hysterics screaming, “The children! Get the children!”
Peter seized her by the shoulder, saying, “Get a hold of yourself and tell us where the children are!”
“In the basement,” sobbed the woman, “down the hall and to the left.”
In spite of Alice’s protests, Peter turned on a tap, used the water to wet his clothes, put his wet handkerchief on his head and dashed into the basement which was full of smoke.
He got to the door and found two children. Holding one under each arm. Peter headed outside. As he left, he could hear some more whimpering (呜咽声). He delivered the two badly frightened children into his arms and started back asking how many more children were down there.
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The woman told him there were two more.
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At that moment, Peter seemed to feel something familiar in his arms.
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It was in New Hampshire. Cody was an 11-year-old boy. Just like other boys, he enjoyed running around the lake, and sometimes picked yellow daisies for his mother’s kitchen table along the paths. But the thing he liked best was fishing. He went fishing whenever he had got a chance from the dock (船坞) at his family’s cabin on an island in the middle of the lake and he was proud of his fishing skills.
On the day before that year’s bass (鲈鱼) season opened, he and his father were fishing early in the evening, catching sunfish and perch with worms. Then he tied on a small silver lure (诱饵) and practiced casting. The lure struck the water, stirring up colored ripples in the sunset, and then silver ripples as the moon rose over the lake. It was an unusually quiet evening. The gentle breeze from the lake was so refreshing.
After what seemed a long time, Cody noticed his fishing pole doubled over and he knew at once that something huge was on the other end. His father watched with admiration as the boy skillfully worked the fish alongside the dock.
Finally, he very carefully lifted the exhausted fish from the water. It was the largest one he had ever seen, but it was a bass.
The boy and Ms father looked at the handsome fish, gilts playing back and forth in the moonlight. The father lit a match and looked at his watch. It was 10 P.M.-two hours before the season opened. He looked at the bass, then at Cody.
“You’ll have to put the fish back, son,” he said.
“Dad!” cried the boy.
“There will be other fish,” said his father gently but firmly.
“Not as big as this one,” cried the boy again.
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Cody looked around.
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Do we do right when no one is looking?
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It was a Saturday last year, and my husband, David, and I were taking our dog, Joey, for his evening walk. We were on our way home, heading towards a bridge, when I heard a cry ahead.
As we approached, I saw a figure sitting down on the ground, uncomfortably close to the wall. It was a young man, clearly in distress, crying and shouting, his whole body shaking. I froze, suddenly aware of the gravity of the situation. The bridge ran over a high-speed train track and was a well-known suicide spot. A local family had lost their teenager in that exact place a few weeks earlier.
David and I exchanged glances. There was no one around. I knew I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if his death was reported the next day and I’d done nothing.
I inched towards the young man and Joey instinctively glued to my side. I asked him if I could sit down, and then lowered myself on to the ground opposite him, while Joey sandwiched himself between us. I tried a few gentle questions: “What’s your name? How old are you? What do you do?” His answers were simple. “Tommy. 23. Computer. ”
“Are you OK?” I asked. “No, I’m not” he shouted back. He muttered something about a betrayal, not knowing what to do. His emotions were swinging wildly—tears one moment and fierce anger the next. I was desperate to make a connection, asking him where he went to college and feigning(装作) delight as I told him my son had studied there, too. I even found myself recounting the story of Neil Layboum, who had talked a man down from Waterloo Bridge in London 10 years ago.
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When the train passed, I let out a sigh.
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It was a rainy November morning. Overcome with anger I knew if I didn’t leave the house soon I would lose my temper with my husband, Joe. As rain came down in sheet, Joe offered to take me to work. I struggled into my jacket, seized my bag and teaching plans and ignored him.
He insisted and reached for his boots. I looked at the piles of newspapers and the dirty dishes still on the table. “Don’t you have enough to do? I can take care of myself.” I stormed out, not even kissing him good-bye. Joe shouted after me not to take the shortcut (捷径).
Joe and I had been eagerly looking forward to our retirement when a heart attack that past spring forced him to leave his job earlier than we had planned. As the medical bills mounted we realized I would have to continue working full-time while Joe stayed home and took over the housework.
The new arrangement was a disaster. Exhausted after a day of full work, all I wanted was a hot homecooked meal and a good night’s sleep. However, what greeted me at the table was a microwave package. Sometimes he would serve oatmeal (燕麦) for several nights in a row. One night when I dragged myself to bed, I was terrified to discover Joe had turned our white sheets blue: He told me he had found out how to save on water, soap and electricity. He patted his blue trousers and announced proudly washing everything together was just the secret.
Ten minutes later, ignoring Joe’s warning I turned off the main route (道路). I thought it hadn’t rained enough to flood the road, but as I rounded the corner water rushed across my path. After a few feet, the car got stuck. I opened the door and water poured in. I hurriedly closed the door. I couldn’t risk walking in this. Almost 20 minutes passed. The car began to shake. I got frightened to death when I heard three long honks (喇叭声).
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Looking over my shoulder, I started into the flashing lights of a truck.
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I screamed that I couldn’t make it.
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As a young boy，I sometimes traveled the county roads with my dad. He was a rural mail carrier，and on Saturdays he would ask me to go with him. Driving through the countryside was always anadventure：There were animals to see，people to visit，and chocolate cookies if you knew where to stop，and Dad did.
On Dad's final day of work，it took him well into the evening t complete hisroundsbecause at least one member from each family was waiting at theirmailboxto thank him for his friendship and his years of service. “Two hundred and nineteen mailboxes on my route. ” He used to say，“ and a story at every one.”
Mailboxes were sometimes used for things other than mail. One note left in a mailbox cad，“ Nat，take these eggs to Marian，she's baking a cake and doesn't have any eggs. Mailboxes might be buried in the snow，or broken，or lying on the ground，but the mail was always delivered. On cold days Dad might find one of his customers waiting for him with a cup of hot chocolate. A young girt wrotelettersbut had no stamp，so she left a few buttons on the envelope in the mailbox; Dad paid for the stamp. One businessman used to leave large amounts of cash in his mailbox for Dad to take to the bank. Once，the amount came to $32，000.
A dozen years ago，when I traveled back to my hometown on the sad occasion of Dad’s death，the mailboxes along the way reminded me of some of hisstories. I thought I knew them all，but that wasn’t the case.
As I drove home，I noticed two lamp poles，one on each side of the street. When my dad was around，those poles supported woodenboxesabout four feet off the ground. One box was painted green，and the other was red，and each had a long narrow hole at the top with white lettering：SANTA CLAUS，NORTH POLE. For years children had dropped letters toSantathrough those holes，I made a turn at the corner and drove past the post office and across the railroad tracks to our home.
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Mom and I were sitting at the kitchen when I heard footstep
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Long ago in Ethiopia（埃塞俄比亚） a woman named Leeya married a man who had a son. Try as Leeya might, she could not seem to spark a connection with（建立关系） the child. After several months of this, Leeya didn't know what to do.
Now in Leeya's village there was a medicine man, a healer. After Leeya came up to the healer's hut, she introduced herself and cried." 'Make me a potion （药剂）. Anything! Whatever it takes to get this child to respond to me."
The medicine man looked her in the eye and said. " This is not the same as fixing a broken bone. There is a potion that will change the child's behavior toward you. But you must bring me a whisker （胡须）from a live lion. ” Such a thing is not possible! How could she get a whisker from a live lion?
The next day, she left the house. Leeya went to a place where a lion was known to live. She walked up to a safe distance, set a bowl of meat down on the grass, stepped away quickly and hid herself carefully. A lion indeed lived there, and watching her away, approached the bowl to enjoy the meat.
Every day, she did this and so did the lion. Until one morning the lion was sitting next to the empty bowl when she arrived, waiting for her. This time she sat and petted its thick fur. " Actually," she thought, it is a rather friendly creature, when you get to know it. ” Finally she quickly cut off a whisker, careful not to hurt the lion in any way. "Thank you, my gentle friend," she said.
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Quickly, she ran to the medicine man's hut.
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"What have you done?!" Leeya cried. "What it took for me to get that!"
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8 . It’s late in the evening, time to close the book and turn off the computer. You’re done for the day. What you may not realize, however, is that the learning process actually continues in your dreams.
It might sound like science fiction, but researchers are increasingly focusing on the relationship between the knowledge and skills our brains absorb during the day and the often strange imaginings they generate at night. Scientists have found that dreaming about a task we’ve learned improves performance in that activity (suggesting that there’s some truth to the popular idea that we’re “getting” a foreign language once we begin dreaming in it). What’s more, dreaming may be an essential part of understanding, organizing and retaining what we learn.
While we sleep, research indicates, the brain replays the patterns of activity it experienced during waking hours, allowing us to enter what one psychologist calls a neural (神经的) virtual reality. A vivid example of such replay can be seen in a video researchers made recently about sleep disorders. They taught a series of dance moves to patients suffering from sleepwalking and related conditions. They then videotaped the subjects as they slept. Lying in bed, eyes closed, one female patient on the tape performs the dance moves she learned earlier.
This shows that while our bodies are at rest, our brains are drawing what’s important from the information and events we’ve recently encountered, then integrating that material into the vast store of what we already know. In a 2010 study, researchers reported that college students who dreamed about a computer maze (迷宫) task they had learned showed a 10-fold improvement in their ability to find their way through the maze compared with participants who did not dream about the task.
That study’s chief researcher Herbert Smith suggested that studying right before bedtime or taking a nap following a study session in the afternoon might increase the probability of dreaming about the material. Think about that as you go to sleep tonight.
1. What happens when one enters a dream state?| A．The body continues to act as if the sleeper were awake. |
| B．The neural activity of the brain will become intensified. |
| C．The brain once again experiences the learning activities of the day. |
| D．The brain behaves as if it were playing a virtual reality video game. |
| A．It replaces old information with new material. |
| B．It processes and absorbs newly acquired information. |
| C．It regroups information and places it in different files. |
| D．It systematizes all the information collected during the day. |
| A．Staying up late before finally going to bed. |
| B．Having a period of sleep right after studying. |
| C．Having a dream about anything you are interested in. |
| D．Thinking about the chances of dreaming about the material. |
| A．How study affects people’s dreams. |
| B．Why people learn more after sleeping. |
| C．What time students should study and sleep. |
| D．How dreaming may lead to improved learning outcomes. |
China plans to complete the construction of a space station and have
“The main goal of the construction or the space station is to enable China to become a country
The space station will be built as China’s main platform for space science research
I am a photographer running a studio in the inner city. We are well known for our children's portraits (肖像)，and we range from high-end portraits for modelling jobs to fun sibling photos and birth announcements. We do a bit of everything； as such, we are extremely busy, and it states on our website that we do not accept walk-ins. We are usually booked up six months in advance. One day, ten minutes before closing, a mum walked in with a young girl around six or seven behind her. I internally sighed.
The mother said："Hello. I know you're closing soon, but I have a special favour to ask.”
At that point the little girl peeked around her mother's legs and I was lost for words. Under her thick winter coat and hat, she was skinny with huge dark circles under her eyes. From what I could tell, she had no hair, and a tube taped to her cheek that fed into her nose. It was immediately clear this kid was very, very sick.
The mother said again, nearly teary. " My daughter saw one of your photos taped to the wall at the hospital. She really loves unicorns (独角兽)and the photo had a girl photoshopped onto a horse. I know you're booked up, and it's months before the next appointment, but…”
At that point she actually started crying. I realised that our next available appointment was probably way too far away for this particular kid. The little girl squeezed her mother's hand. I am a very big guy with a beard, but I'm not ashamed to say I needed a minute before I spoke.
I smiled and said with the softest voice I had ever had ： ” Ahh, that's just for regular customers I I've been waiting all day to take a photo of someone as beautiful as you! What's your name, sweetheart?"
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I locked the front door and invited them to the changing room,
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The mother thanked me over and over and came up front, holding out her credit card. .
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