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1. "Stupid Paradise"
At some point, Ai Singh had a rich man named Kadish. He has a son named Artes. A distant relative of the Kadish family, named Aksa. Artes is a tall boy with dark hair and dark eyes. Al-Aqsa is about the same as the blue-eyed golden hair. When I was young, I ate together, read books together, and played together. When you grow up, it’s a good thing for the two to get married.
But when they grew up, Arteser suddenly became ill. That is the disease that no one has ever heard: Atsei thinks he is dead.
Why did he have this idea? It seems that he once had an old babysitter and often told stories about heaven. She once told him that he does not need to work or read in heaven. In heaven, you eat wild beef whale meat; you drink the wine that God has prepared for good people; you can sleep very late and get up again. And there is no duty.
Artes is born lazy. He is afraid of getting up early and afraid of reading. He knew that one day he had to take over his father's business, and he didn't want to.
Since death is the only way to enter heaven, he is determined to die as early as possible. He kept thinking, and soon he thought he was really dead.
His parents are of course very worried. Aksa cried in secret. The family tried to convince Artes that he was still alive, but he did not believe it. He said: "Why don't you bury me? You know that I am dead. Because of you, I don't get heaven."
Many doctors were asked to inspect Artes, trying to convince the child that he was alive. They pointed out that he was talking and eating. But soon he ate less and seldom spoke. The family is worried that he will die.
In desperation, Cadiz visited a great expert. He is famous for his knowledge and wisdom. His name is Dr. Uz. After listening to Artese’s condition, he said to Cadiz: “I promised to cure your son’s illness within 8 days, but there is a condition. You must do what I told, no matter how strange. ""
Kadish agreed, and Yuz said that he went to see Atsei that day. Kadish went home to tell his wife, Aksa and the servants to follow the doctor's instructions and not to be suspicious.
Dr. Uz arrived and was led into the house of Artese. The child slept on the bed and was pale and pale due to fasting.
When the doctor saw Arter, he shouted: "Why are you stopping the dead in the house? Why not?"
After listening to these words, the parents were terrified. But Atsei’s face showed a smile. He said, “Look, I am right.”
Although the Cardis couple listened to the doctor's words, they were puzzled, but they remembered Kadish's promise and immediately prepared for funeral matters.
The doctor asked to prepare a room like a paradise. The walls are covered with white satin, the blinds are closed, the curtains are dense, and the candles are lit up day and night. The servant wore a white robe and had wings on his back as an angel.
Atsei was placed in an open coffin and a funeral was held. Atseel was exhausted and fell asleep. When he woke up, he found himself in a room he didn't know. "I am there?" he asked.
"In heaven, adults," answered a winged servant.
"I am very hungry," Atse said. "I want to eat some whale meat and drink some holy wine."
The foreman's servant clap his hands, and a group of male and female servants came in, all with wings on their backs, gold plates with hands, fish and meat on them, pomegranates and persimmons, pineapples and peaches, a servant with a white beard and tall man. A golden cup full of wine.
Artes had a mad meal. After eating, he said to rest. The two angels undressed him, bathed him, hugged him to bed, and had silk sheets and purple velvet cover on the bed. Atsei immediately fell asleep.
When he woke up, it was morning, but there was no difference with the night. The blinds are closed and the candles are burning. When the servants saw that he was awake, they sent the same diet as yesterday.
Atsei asked: "You don't have milk, coffee, fresh bread and butter?"
"No, adults. Always eat the same food in heaven." The servant replied.
"Is this white, or night?" Atse asked.
"It doesn't matter in the heavens and the night."
Atse had eaten fish, meat, fruit, and drank wine, but his appetite was not as good as last time. After eating, he asked: "When is it?"
"Time does not exist in heaven," the servant replied.
"What am I doing now?" Atse asked.
"Adult, in heaven, there is no need to do anything."
"The other saints are there?" Atse asked.
“Every place in heaven has its own place to live.”
"Can you visit?"
“There are far distances from each other in paradise, and there is no way to visit. It takes thousands of years to go from one place to another.”
"When is my family coming?" Atse asked.
"Your father can live another twenty years, and your mother will live for another thirty years. They can't come here when they are alive."
"What about Aksa?"
"She still has fifty years of good life."
"I am going to be alone for so long?"
"Yes, adults."
Atsei shook his head and thought for a while. Then he asked: "What is Aksa ready to do now?"
"She is mourning you now. But she will forget you sooner or later, meet another young man, get married. The living is like this."
Atsei stood up and began to squat back and forth. This is the first time I have wanted to do something for a long time, but there is nothing to do in heaven. He misses his father, misses his mother, and thirst for Aksa; he wants to study something; he dreams of traveling, he rides his horse; he wants to chat with friends.
Finally he could not hide his sorrow. He said to a servant: "I understand now, living is not as bad as I thought."
"Adults, it is hard to live, to study, to work, to manage the business. Everything is easy here."
"Rather than sitting here, I would rather cut wood and move stones. How long does this last?"
"Never endless."
“I’m looking forward to being here forever?” Artes was anxious to catch his hair. “I would rather commit suicide.”
"The dead cannot commit suicide."
On the eighth day, Artes desperately went to the extreme. A servant said to him in advance according to the prior arrangement: "Adult, it turned out to be wrong, you are not dead. You must leave heaven."
"I am still alive?"
"Yes, you are alive, I will take you back to Yang."
Atsei likes to forget it. The servant blindfolded his eyes, walked back and forth a few times on the promenade of the house, and then took him to the room where his family was waiting to open his blindfolded cloth.
It was the weather of the sun, and the sun shone into the open window. In the garden outside, good birds sing and bees sting.
He is happy to kiss his parents and Aksa.
He said to Aksa: "Do you still love me?"
"Yes, I love you, Artes. I can't forget you."
"Sure enough, we should get married."
Soon, the wedding was held. Dr. Youz is a guest. Musicians play music, and guests come from afar, bringing beautiful gifts to the bride and groom. Celebrate seven days and seven nights.
Atsei and Aksa are extremely happy and old-fashioned. Atse is no longer lazy and has become the most diligent "businessman" in the local area.
After the wedding, Atsei discovered that Dr. Youz had treated him. He turned out to be a paradise for fools. Later, he and Aksa often told Dr. Youz's magical treatment to their children and grandchildren, ending with such a sentence: "What is heaven like, of course no one knows."

2. "If life deceives you"
If Pushkin deceives you,
Don't be sad, don't worry!
Calm in a sad day:
Believe it! Happy days will come.
The heart always looks forward to the future;
It is often melancholy now:
Everything is instantaneous,
Everything will pass;
And that has passed;
It will be a cordial nostalgia.

3, "If you can live a lifetime"
ErmaBombeck
A humorous writer replied to the most difficult question to answer. Someone asked me a few days ago, if I can live a lifetime from the beginning, where can I change?
No, I replied, but I later thought: If I live a lifetime, I will talk less. I will ask my friends to come home to eat, even if the carpet is stained, the sofa fades. I will listen to my grandfather and remember what he was when he was young.
I will never insist on closing the car window in the summer, just for my hair just done, just sprayed the hair gel.
I will finish the red-pink candle carved into a rose without letting it melt slowly.
I will sit on the grass like a child without fear of the grass staining the clothes. I will cry less when I watch TV, and laugh more when I watch life. I will share some of my husband's responsibilities.
I am lying in bed when I am sick, I don’t think about everything. I will buy anything, no longer only because of its combination, anti-dirty, and guarantee for a lifetime.
In September, I no longer wish to give birth early, and I hope that I can understand the growth of my body from time to time. It is the only chance for me to help God create miracles.
When the child kisses me, I will never say: "Slow down, go wash your hands and eat."
I will say more that I love you... more to say that I am sorry... but if I can live a lifetime, I will seize every minute... look carefully, see it really... and experience life deeply, never give up.

4. "Mother's Bill"
Author: Peter is the grain is a small businessman's son. Sometimes he has to go to the store where his father is doing business. Every day, there are some bills for collection and payment in the store. Peter is often sent to send these bills to the post office. He gradually felt that he had become a small businessman.
Once, he suddenly came up with an idea: he also sent a receipt to his mother to ask him to pay for his mother's daily work.
One day, my mother found a bill next to her plate that read:
The mother owes her son Peter the following money:
In order to retrieve the daily necessities 20 Finney sent the letter to the post office 10 Finney to help the adults work in the garden 20 Finney for him has always been a good child 10 Finney total: 60 Finney Peter's mother received The bill was carefully read again, and she said nothing.
In the evening, Peter found the 60 Finney reward he had requested from his plate. Just as Peter had gotten his wish, he had to put the money into his pocket and suddenly found a bill for him next to the plate. He read the bill and started reading it:
Peter owes his mother the following money:
For a decade of happy life in her home 0 Finney for his ten years of eating and drinking 0 Finney for the care of his illness 0 Finney for him has always had a loving mother 0 Finney total: O Finney small Peter read and read, and was ashamed! After a while, he walked close to his mother with a screaming heart, hid his little face in his mother's arms, and cautiously stuffed the 60 Finney into her apron pocket.

5, "A person can only do one thing in his life"
Author: Zhou Tao
"A person can only do one thing in his life." Who said this sentence, though not reasonable?
it's me.
One day I chatted with a few guests and talked about a lot of writers who have abandoned their pens to do business that can make money. They said, what about you? What do you think?
I answered this sentence.
Yes, people have their own aspirations, and people can only do one thing in their lives. The writer who abandoned the pen may be envied, but I thought it was worthless to be pity, because he had already admitted that he had no power to complete literature in his life. A person who gave up his original intention, in the world of the world, in the daily changes and movements of the day, he has the freedom of choice, but his heart may be messy. Of course, there are still some people who did not have their original intentions when they first came to the world, but just wanted to join in the fun. Now that the fun is over, it’s time to go to other places to make a new excitement. The society will never be live in one place.
When such a person is alive, he does not intend to do anything at all, but only wants to take advantage of all the things that can cause him to excite, and he does not want to give anything.
All of this happened after “literature lost its sensational effect. It lost its sensation. It is no longer the focus of social excitement. Therefore, people who are keen to talk about “One Hundred Years of Solitude” can’t stand the loneliness of even ten years, and the trend has gone. It’s really “nothing to be sullen.” But the rest is not eliminated. It’s like the feelings experienced by Zhu and Mr. Chen after the Nanchang Uprising. Those tough, honest writers who have not changed their minds. Like the calm snow peaks, they are soberly overlooking everything in the world. They watch the snow drifting away in the spring without feeling sad or lonely. On the contrary, they feel relaxed and happy.
Snow water has its place to go. Snow peaks are not so "poor snow."
There is a snow peak named Bogda that is not far from me. I like to stare at it from a distance. It is blue, a hard, textured blue. This unique blue distinguishes it from the blue of the sky, allowing my naked eye to see the outline of its towering sky. In the hot and intense spattering of the sun, it transpires power and light, silently and slowly breathing, like a great god who knows everything.
If you have a quiet attitude, stare at it for a long time. Maybe you will hear its voice and understand its words! "The embarrassing trend has gone, and the time has come to admire creation."
This voice has been echoing in my heart for a long time, deeply permeated, and has been infiltrated into the blood and bone marrow. I am moved and grateful.
I said in my heart, "My God, you have seen me through."
Over the years, everything I have done is actually preparing for one thing, so all that is not a thing.
Over the years, I have been marching westward and killing and fighting. It seems to be a bit of a battle, but in fact I have never touched the edge of it.
Over the years, I have lived in a bustling city, all kinds of screaming noises, screaming and bargaining sounds are deafening; the sincere voice is weak, it has not been left by the horrible sounds and has been silent.
I have also been disturbed and have had doubts. At this time, I came to an empty space and stared at the Bogda God alone. It seems to be able to heal my soul because I trust it. Gradually, I calmed down and looked down on it under the stern and noble eyes of it. The turmoil of material desire will calm down. I think, Bogda, how many things have you done in your life? You seem to have done nothing, and you haven't moved in one step. What you have done in your life is just standing and never going down. You look down on people, watching people rushing to fight, dying and dying; the wisdom of a generation is buried in the soil with their flesh, and the next generation re-starts the old one. They are busy, worrying for life, and there seems to be something that can never be done. When they die, they think about it when they are completely rested. They did nothing. ? ? - The flute sounded and time is up.
So people always think: "If you can resurrect a good time..." If you re-live it, what are you willing to do: "Dry literature!" I said, "If I have this talent."
If Heaven does not give me literary talent? "Then I have to...be a conscience-stricken Chinese citizen."

6, "a bowl of clear soup soba noodles"
Author: [Japanese] Ling wood, Autoliv to a noodle shop, the most prosperous business days, New Year's Eve is a bumper year.
On this day, Beihaiting is always busy from the early morning. However, the usual bustling streets at 12 o'clock in the evening, on New Year's Eve, people have rushed home quickly, so at around 10 o'clock in the evening, Beihai Pavilion's diners are suddenly rare. When the last few guests went out of the store and were about to fight, the door made a weak "beep" sound, and then walked in with a woman with two children. Both are boys, a 6-year-old, and a 10-year-old. The children wore new, complete sets of sportswear, while the women wore seasonal plaid dresses.
"Welcome!" The female treasurer rushed forward to say hello.
The woman said slyly: "That... clear soup soba noodles... I want a copy... can I?"
The two children hiding behind her mother are also worried that they will be rejected and look at the female treasurer with timidity.
"Hey, please, please sit inside." The female shopkeeper was busy getting the mother and son to the second table by the heater, and shouting at the back of the counter. "A bowl of clear soup soba noodles!" When the family looked at the mother and child, they quickly said: "Well, a bowl of clear soup soba noodles -!" He threw a handful of noodles into the soup pot and added an extra half of the noodles. Cook in a large bowl and let the female dispensers end up on the table. So the mother and the child are almost head-to-head and eat around a bowl of noodles. The sound of “咝咝” is accompanied by the dialogue between the mother and the child, and is transmitted to the inside and outside of the counter from time to time.
"Mom, it's delicious!" said the brothers.
"Well, it's delicious, eat it," Mom said.
No effort, a bowl of noodles was eaten up. When the woman paid for the meal, she bowed her head and said: "I am very satisfied with the care." At this time, the family and the female treasurer almost replied: "Thank you for coming, wish a happy new year!"
The second year of Beihai Pavilion, which is welcoming the new year, is still the same as in previous years. It is a busy day, and it is not until the New Year's Eve.
The couple were busy all day, just after 10 o'clock, when they were about to prepare for a nap, they heard a slight opening of the door, and a woman who led the two boys walked into the store. .
The female dispenser was loaded from her old-fashioned gauze dress, and she remembered the last guest on New Year’s Eve a year ago.
"That... clear soup noodle... I want a copy... can I?"
"Please, please, please here." The female treasurer, like last year, gave the mother and son three people to the second table and cried out, "A bowl of clear soup soba noodles!"
On the table, the whispering conversation of the girl in the noodles was clearly transmitted to the inside and outside of the counter.
"It's so delicious!"
"We have eaten the noodle soup of Beihai Pavilion this year."
"I hope I can still eat this side next year."
After the meal, the woman paid the money, and the female treasurer also said that she had said hundreds of times a day to say goodbye to her mother and mother: "Thank you for coming, I wish you a happy new year!"
In the booming business, the annual New Year’s Eve is ushered in. Although Beihaiting’s family and female treasurers did not speak, but at 9:00, both of them were uneasy and listened to the sound outside the door from time to time.
On the second table, as early as half an hour ago, the female treasurer had already placed the "reservation seat" sign.
Finally, it was 10 o'clock, as if waiting for the last guest to leave the store, the mother and the child quietly came in.
My brother wore a uniform for middle school students, and the younger brother wore a big jersey that his brother passed through last year. The brothers were a lot older than they could, and they couldn’t recognize it, and the mother was still the faded gauze dress.
"Welcome!" The female treasurer greeted her face with a smile.
"That...clear noodle soup...two copies... can you?"
"Hey. Please, please, oh, please!" The female treasurer, as always, greeted them at the second table, and if they had nothing to do, hid the "reservation seat" card behind them and shouted at the back of the counter. : "Face, two bowls -!"
"Well, two bowls of noodles -!"
However, when the family members threw three faces into the soup pot.
Thus, the soft words of the mother and the child spread in the air.
"Hey, boy... I want to thank your brothers today."
"Thank you?...What happened?"

"Because of your father's traffic accident, eight people have been injured, and all of our insurance is not enough compensation. Therefore, in the past few years, we have to accumulate some money to help the injured."
"Oh, is it, mom?"
"Well, that's it. When you send a newspaper to a nephew, you have to buy something, and you have to prepare dinner, so that your mother can go out to work with confidence. Because my mother has been working hard, I got a special allowance from the company today. I finally paid off the money I owe."
"Mom, brother, that's great! Don't worry, in the future, dinner will still be on me."
"I still continue to be an amateur deliverer! Xiao Yan, let's cheer!"
"Thank you... Mom really thank you."...
On this day, Niangyao said a lot of words in a meal. My brother got a "confession": how worried he was about his mother's leave, and his mother went to attend the parent-teacher symposium at the school, and listened to how Xiaoxiao read him. Composition "a bowl of clear soup soba noodles." This essay on behalf of Hokkaido who participated in the "National Pupils Composition Competition" wrote that his father left a large debt after his death due to a traffic accident; how does his mother work hard in the early days; how does his brother serve as a reporter; Eat a bowl of clear noodle soup at night, how to eat delicious; the uncle and aunt of the noodle restaurant thank them every time, and wish them a happy new year. .........
Xiao Yan’s reading is as if he is talking; we are not discouraged, do not admit defeat, and persist in the end! In his essay, the younger brother also said that when he grows up, he will also open a noodle restaurant, and he will also say to the guests: "Where are you, I wish you happiness...."
The family and the female shopkeeper who had just stood at the counter and listened to the family’s speech disappeared. It turned out that their couple had hid behind the counter. They were pulling a towel, as if they were pulling a tug of war, they were desperately wiping the tears on their faces. ......
Three years have passed.
On the second table near the heating in Beihai Pavilion, at 9:00, the card of the "reservation seat" was placed. The boss and the boss were waiting, and the shadow of the mother and the child was never seen. After one year and another year, the mother and the child did not appear again.
The business of Beihaiting has become more and more prosperous, the store has been renovated, and the tables and chairs have been updated. However, the second table by heating is still placed there.
Time flies, the couple's noodle restaurant Beihaiting is welcoming the diners' busy schedule, and ushered in a New Year's Eve night.
With his coat on his arm, the two young men in suits walked into the Beihai Pavilion, looking at the empty, bustling shop, and subconsciously sighed.
"It’s a coincidence that they are all full..."
The female shopkeeper apologized and explained quickly.
At this time, a woman dressed in a kimono, humbly and deeply lowered her head and walked in, standing between the two youths.
The guests in the store suddenly calmed down and watched these unusual guests. I only heard the woman say softly: "That...clear noodle soup, three copies, can you?"
Upon hearing this, the female treasurer suddenly remembered the past that was like a world--the New Year’s Eve, the girl ate a bowl of noodles.
"We were three years old on New Year's Eve, three people who had a bowl of clear noodle soup." The woman said, "At that time, thanks to the encouragement of a bowl of clear noodle soup in your store, the mother and son worked together to make a living."
At this time, the young man who looks like a brother is then introduced: "Then we moved back to Shiga County where my grandmother lived with my mother. This year I passed the National Physician Examination. Now I am a doctor at Kyoto Medical University Hospital. I will transfer to Sapporo General Hospital next year. The reason why I want to go back to Sapporo is to pay tribute to the hospital that rescued the father and the people who were injured by the father. The other is to sweep the grave for his father and report to him how we struggled. I did not open the noodle restaurant. The younger brother who works at the Bank of Kyoto has developed the most extravagant plan in life. On New Year's Eve this year, we will accompany our mother to visit Beihai Pavilion in Sapporo and have three more noodle soups."
The family and the female treasurer who have been listening to the conversation, the tears brushed down.
"Welcome, welcome, ... Oh, please. Hey, be the master, what are you doing there?! Table 2, three bowls of clear soup soba noodles!!"
When the family wiped away the tears, they cheerfully responded:
"Well, three bowls of clear soup soba noodles!"

7, "watch"
Author: Benazir Gexi Ni still great grandmother's gift, you also guess guess last night, after I came back from school, the postman came. He brought me a parcel with a gift from my grandmother. This gift is awesome, so you can't guess it: it's a watch! awesome! The children have to watch again. Dad has not yet returned home because he has to eat at the unit this evening. Mom taught me to wind the watch and then put the watch on my wrist. Fortunately, I have learned to watch the clock this year, unlike last year when I was young. If it was the same as last year, I would have to ask others: "What time is my watch?" That would be too much trouble. My watch is fun, the long needle runs the fastest, and the two needles have to be carefully watched for a long time before they can be seen. I asked my mother what the long needles are. Mom said that long needles can be useful when cooking eggs. It tells us that the eggs are cooked.
At 7:32, my mother and I were eating around the table. It’s a pity that there are no boiled eggs today. I watched my watch while eating. Mom said that the soup is going to be cold, and told me to eat it quickly. The long needle only turned a little more than two laps, and I drank the soup. At 7:51, my mother brought the cake left at noon. At 7:58, we finished eating. Mom let me play for a while, I put my ear on the watch and listened to the ticking sound. At 8:15, my mother told me to go to bed. I am so happy, I am almost as happy as when I used to give me a pen. That time I got all the ink. I want to sleep with my watch, but my mother said that it is not good for the watch. I put the watch on the bedside table so that I can see it as soon as I turn over. At 8:38, my mother turned off the light.
Oh, it’s weird! The numbers and hands on my watch glow in the night! Now, if I want to cook eggs, I don't need to turn on the lights. I can't sleep, so I keep looking at my watch. Later, I heard the door open: Dad is back. I am happy because I can show him a gift from my grandmother. I got out of bed, put my watch on, and ran out of the room.
I saw my father squatting on the stairs. "Dad," I said aloud. "Look at the gift that my grandmother gave me, how beautiful!" Dad scared a big jump and almost fell off the stairs. "Hey, Nikolay," he said to me. "Hey, you have to wake up your mother!" The light was on, and the mother came out of the room. "His mother is already awake!" Mom said to Dad, it looks like Too happy. She asked her father what he had eaten for so long. "Ah, got it," said Dad. "It's not too late."
"It's 11:58 now." I am very proud, because I like to help my mom and dad.
"Your mother can really send something." Dad said to his mother.
"When is it, I still say my mother, not to mention the child is still here." Mother said with a dissatisfied face, then told me to go to bed to sleep.
I went back to my room and heard my father and mother talk for a while. At 12:14, I started to sleep.
At 5:7, I woke up. The day begins to light up. It's a pity that the words on my watch are not so bright. I don't have to hurry to get up, I don't have classes today. But I think, I might be able to help my father: Dad said that his boss always blames him for being late for work. I waited for a while, and at 5:12, I walked into the house of my father and mother and shouted: "Dad, it’s dawn! You have to be late for work!" Dad was shocked again, but There is more insurance than the stairs here, because it can't fall on the bed. However, my father is mad, just like falling down. Mom also woke up at once.
"What? What?" asked Mom.
"It’s the watch again," Dad said. "It seems like dawn."
"Yes," I said. "It is 5:15 now, and it will be 16 soon."
“Really,” Mom said. “Go back to sleep, now we are awake.”
I went back to bed. However, they still did not move. I went there again at 5:47, 6:18 and 7:2, and my father and mother finally got up.
We sat at the table for breakfast. Dad yelled at his mother: "Come a little, dear, coffee will not come again, I will be late. I have been waiting for 5 minutes."
"It is 8 minutes." I said.
My mother is here, I don’t know why I look straight at me. When she poured coffee into the cup, she sprinkled it on the tablecloth, and her hand shook. Mom can not be sick.
"I came back for lunch earlier today," Dad said. "Go and order."
I asked my mother what it means to "get a little bit". Mom asked me to take care of this and go out to play. I felt that I wanted to go to school for the first time. I want the children to look at my watch. At school, only Jeffrey brought a watch. The watch is his father's, very big, with a cover and a chain, it is fun. However, it seems that the family is not allowed to take him, this guy is in trouble. After that, I never saw a big watch again. Jeffrey told us that he had a slap in his butt and almost never saw us again.
I went to Alsace, his home is not far from my home. This guy is a fat man and may have eaten. I know that he gets up very early, because he has to eat for a long time.
"Alster!" I stood at the door of his house and shouted, "Alster! There is something good to show you!"
"Alster came out, holding bread in his hand and biting one in his mouth.
"I have a watch!" After that, I lifted my arm to the bread in his mouth. Alster squinted and looked at it again, saying, "What's great."
"My watch is going to be accurate. It has a needle for cooking eggs. And it can shine at night." I told Alsette.
"The inside of the watch, is it?" asked Alsace.
"This, I forgot to watch it."
"Wait for me for a while." Alster said as he ran into the room. When he came out, he took another bread and a pencil sharpener.
"Give me your watch," Alster said to me. "I opened it with a pencil sharpener. I know how to open it. I have already opened my father's watch."
I handed the watch to Alsace and he dried up with a pencil sharpener. I was really afraid that he broke my watch and said to him, "Give me the watch."
Alsace refused. He stretched his tongue and wanted to open the watch. I went up and wanted to grab the watch back. The knife slipped and hit Alster's finger. Alsace called, the watch opened, and then fell to the ground, which was exactly 9:10. When I cried and got home, it was still at 9:10, and the watch didn't go away. Mom hugged me and said that Dad would find a way.
When Dad came home for lunch, Mom gave him the watch. Dad twisted the button. He yelled at his mother, licked his watch, and yelled at me and said to me, "Listen, Nikolay, this watch can't be repaired, but you can still play with it. It's better, no longer use it. Worried about it, it is always as good as your little arm."
He looks very happy, his mother is so happy, so I am just as happy.
Now, my watch is always 4 o'clock: this time is the best, it is the time to eat chocolate sandwich buns. At night, the words on the table can still shine.
Grandma’s gift is amazing.

8. "Uncap the Chinese"
Author: Zhongli Si remember it was December, I entered the University of Paris twelve.
We have a conversation class every week for two and a half hours. In the classroom, everyone must ask or answer questions, questions that are big or small, or serious or easy, all sorts of things.
Before entering the school, an editor of the former “Dianchi” monthly magazine in Yunnan Province introduced me to a professor in the dialogue class: “He has a big beard and is known for his rigorous teaching. He sometimes asks questions and questions. It’s very weird. In short, you are careful. He almost let all the students learn from his class what is called 'embarrassing'...” I was a transfer student. When I entered school, I didn’t have been in class for more than two months. When I was in the first conversation class, I was asked by the professor to ask questions: As a reporter, please summarize how you work in China? "I said: "In summary, I write what I am willing to write. ”
I heard someone snickering in the class.
The professor bent an index finger over his infinity glasses: "I think you will give me this honor: let me know how your head is working."
I said, "In summary, my head is sending something he is willing to send."
The whole class smiled awkwardly. Abdul, who came from the Sultanate, smirked at me with a thumbs up.
Professor both hands were inserted into the trouser pocket, straighten his chest and asked: "I can tell you where you are from China?" The class immediately became cold. I slowly said to my professor: "Sir, I didn't understand your question."
He clearly and fluently repeated it again. I looked at his face. The face, mostly covered under thick hair. I told the test that I was unfamiliar with the expression of the French people and did not understand what explanations can be said about "Where is China?"
"So," said the professor. "I want to know: Are you from Taiwan or China?" Snowflakes are floating silently outside the window. In this classroom where all three walls are floor-to-ceiling glass, I clearly felt the sudden freezing silence. Dozens of pairs of eyes, blue, green, brown, gray, staring at the three people looking back and forth, see the professor, look at me, look at the Taiwanese classmate opposite me.
"There is only one China. Mr. Professor. This is common sense." I said. Immediately, the professor and the whole class turned their faces to see the Taiwanese. The black-eyed, black-haired, yellow-skinned compatriots faced me, and even the eyelids did not bow, and slowly and coldly said: "There is only one China, Professor. This is common sense."
The voice fell, and the sound of a loose chair rang in the classroom.
Mr. Professor stared at me and handed in a sentence: "Have you traveled all over China?" "Except Taiwan Province, sir."
“Why don’t you go to Taiwan?” “The government does not allow, sir.”
"So," the professor put his ass on the podium and looked at me. "Do you think who is responsible for the Taiwan issue?" "It's our father, Mr. Professor. At that time they are still young!" There was laughter in the classroom. The professor has always refused to let me go: "According to your opinion, how should the Taiwan issue be solved? Now?" Mr. Professor, there is an old saying in China that is called 'one person doing things alone'. Our fathers are still alive! "I said, I also smiled at him. "I don't have the power to deprive my fathers of their qualifications to solve their own problems."
I was amazed to find that the teaching of my conversation class was very agile. He didn't laugh, but he took my words in a logical way: "I don't think you deny that Mr. Deng Xiaoping should be your father. Do you know that he wants to How to solve the Taiwan issue?"
"I think that today, on the table of Mr. Deng Xiaoping, the Taiwan issue is not the most important."
The professor’s thick eyebrows were raised like a flag: “What is the most important thing on the table of Mr. Deng Xiaoping?” “In my opinion, how to make China grow up as early as possible is his most urgent need. considerate."
The professor moved his butt on the other side of the platform and changed to a more comfortable position. He still studied for me: "I really want to ask: What is the standard of China's prosperity? Sitting here in more than 20 countries. Student, I think everyone is interested in figuring this out."
I suddenly felt a lot of emotions, and I hated that the roots were itchy. I used the eye to poke this eccentric professor and stood up and said to him, word by word: "The minimum one is: any one left My compatriots in the country will never suffer such martyrdom as I am going to endure today."
The professor walked away from the podium and I came to see that his eyes were bright and his smile was bright. He put a palm on my shoulder and said softly: "I have no difficulty in your intentions. I just want to know how an ordinary Chinese person views their own country." Then he took two steps. Going to the middle of the classroom, I announced loudly: "I take off my hat to the Chinese. I will take the class."
Out of the classroom, Taiwan compatriots walked with me side by side. After a while, the two men looked at each other in unison and said, "Would you have a cup of coffee together?"
9. "The contest in the summer camp"
Author: Sun Yun Xiao Jian language: This article has caused great debate on China Chinese educational children quality education. The reason why it is recommended to everyone is because this issue is extremely important – for every parent and who will be a parent.
In August 1992, 77 Japanese children came to Inner Mongolia to hold a grassland adventure summer camp with 30 Chinese children.
A Chinese child is sick and goes back to the base camp to sleep. The Japanese child is sick and goes to the end.
In the Wulanchabu League grassland where the heroic sisters Longmei and Yurong were grazing, the children of China and Japan each carried 20 kilograms and hurried forward. They are between the ages of 11 and 16. According to the requirements of the headquarters, you must walk at least 50 kilometers, and if you follow the Japanese plan, you should walk 100 kilometers!
It’s also a coincidence that when the Chinese children were clamoring, their backpacks were broken. The poor quality of the products gave them an excellent reason to be lazy. They scrambled to throw their backpacks into the carriage, licking their sore shoulders, and laughing and laughing. It is a pity that there is a beautiful girl carrying a military camouflage bag, and the strap is solid, so that she has no reason to throw the bag into the carriage. The boy’s own bag is not strong, and the girl’s backpack is not only refreshing, but also makes every effort to make her happy. They beat and fell behind the Japanese children. Despite the boy's care, the pretty girl fell ill after just a few miles away, curled up and shivered, and saw the doctor tears like a ball. So she was sent back to the base camp, lying on the Simmons bed again, and savouring the fragrance of Inner Mongolian milk tea.