Four people say they have seen UFOs and said something about UFOs. Person A said that his wife and he saw something very bright  through the sky when they were sitting outside on a warm night. Person B said that he found some pieces of 7 metal on his farm. Then he called the army. Person C said that he some pieces of metal and gave them to an army expert. Person D said that his parents and he saw the bodies of three aliens  on the grass on the side of the hill. Then some soldiers came and us to leave. No one knew what the truth was.

Last night, Tina woke up at midnight. She saw something diving towards the ground and  a loud noise in the forest. The next morning, Tina and her brother Tom decided to explore after school. When they got into the forest, they heard some voices  a strange language. So they hid behind the bushes and keep . They saw an alien standing next to a spaceship. The spaceship was  because of a crash. Suddenly, another alien appeared in front of them and made a terrible noise .The children ran away in .

  One summer, Cao Cao was leading his soldiers(士兵) to fight with Zhang Xiu. The weather pretty hot. The soldiers were walking in the mountain. The soldiers were tired by noon,  the horses also slowed down. 

 Seeing that the speed was slower and slower, Cao Cao was  worried that he would miss the chance of winning. But  could they walk faster? Cao Cao called the guide and asked him if there was some water nearby. The guide shook  head, and said that the spring water was on  other side of the mountain, which was very far to reach. After thinking for a moment, he had  good idea quickly. Pointing at the front, Cao Cao said loudly,  "Soldiers, I know there is a big forest with plums(梅子) ahead. The plums there are both big and delicious. Let's hurry , and we will reach the forest of plums  passing this hill.  " Imagining the sweet and sour taste of the plums in their minds, the soldiers felt like they were eating the plums. Then they quickened(加快) their steps. 

We can learn  this story that if we can't see hope and have no goal, we will lose confidence. 

If you didn't know my father well, you might think that he was a serious man. But he wasn't. He was actually a wildly funny person What made him appear so serious was the fact that he never smiled with his mouth. He did it all with his eyes. And you could see a tiny golden light dancing in the middle of each eye.

My father was not what you would call an educated man and I doubt if he had read twenty books in his life. But he was a talented story-teller. He used to make up a bedtime story for me every single night, and the best ones were turned into serials(续集).

One of them was about an enormous man called BiGi. He was three times as tall as an ordinary man and his hands looked like bike wheels.

"BiGi lives in an underground cave and has a factory where he makes magic powder (粉末) that out of the dreams that children make when they are asleep," my father's stories continued. "he then carries the powder and blows it through a child's window and the powder floats around the room…and the child breathes it in…"

"And then what?" I asked.

"And then. Danny. the child begins to have a fantastic dream and when the dream reaches its most fantastic moment.. then the magic powder really takes over….and suddenly the dream is not a dream any longer but a real happening" 

Once I fell asleep as my father had hoped. he would kiss me good night and turned down the lamp. I could feel the love in his smiling eyes as I started my dream.

Like many kids, last summer I learned to ride a bike. Only I am in my 30s. When I was a child, I had no one to teach me. My mom never learned. My parents were apart when I was four, and before my father left us, he bought a bicycle for my brother and me to share.

My mom later remarried. Other kids would laugh at my brother and me because we were the only ones older than six and still depended on training wheels. My stepfather removed them, but in doing that, I lost interest and trust in riding the bicycle. I was so scared to fall off. I thought I was too old to learn too. After all, I was 8 at that time. Not knowing how to ride didn't let me down at first, until we moved outside the center of our city. In this area, bicycles were popular. When I went to the store to buy candies with my friends, I was always the last to arrive, on foot. By then, I was 12 years old.

In my early 30s, I remember how I felt when I watched my neighbors' children, as young as three, learn to ride on bikes. Then something changed. The fear was still there, but something much stronger appeared. I joined a women's bike-riding club. There, I stood in a city park, decided to control my fear. In the club, I met women from different backgrounds, and they were all finding riding skills for kinds of reasons. It made me feel like being more powerful. Not long after, I was riding confidently.

Filled with the joy of riding, I bought my own bike. It wasn't simply a bike. It was also a chance I missed earlier. Every day, when I rode out, I enjoyed the beauty of the nature and the wind on my face. Buying a bike was an investment (投资) in transportation. And it was an investment in reconnecting with my past childhood memory.

Benjamin West, the father of American painting, showed his talent for art when he was only six years of age. But he did not know about brushes before a visitor told him he needed one. In those days,a brush was made from camels'(骆驼) hair. There were no camels nearby. Benjamin decided that cat hair would work instead. He cut some hair from the family cat to make a brush.

The brush did not last long. Soon Benjamin needed more hair. Before long, the cat began to look ragged(蓬乱). His father said that the cat must be sick. Benjamin had to tell his father what he had been doing.

The cat's lot was about to improve. That year,one of Benjamin's cousins,Mr.Pennington, came to visit. He was impressed (印象深刻) with Benjamin's drawings. When he went home, he sent Benjamin a box of paint and some brushes as well as six paintings by an artist, which were the first pictures and first real paint and brushes that Benjamin had ever seen

In 1747, when Benjamin was nine years old, Mr. Pennington returned for another visit. He was amazed at what Benjamin had done with his talent. He asked Benjamin's parents if he might take the boy back to Philadelphia for a visit.

In the city, Mr. Pennington gave Benjamin materials for creating oil paintings. The boy began painting. William Williams, a well-known painter, came to see him work. Williams was impressed with Benjamin and gave him two books on painting to take home. The books were long and boring. Benjamin could read only a little, having been a poor student. But he later said that those two books stayed with him by day, and under his head at night. While it was likely that he understood very little of the books, they were his introduction to paintings. The nine-year-old boy decided then that he would be an artist.

Matt is a primary school student who loves playing with little animals. One day, when he was on ( he ) way to school, he saw a homeless cat sitting in a box. It was a black-and-white cat with bright eyes. The cat was so cute Matt couldn't help playing with it.

The longer Matt played with cat, the more he liked it. The little cat followed him as he left for school. Matt then decided ( take ) the cat to school with him. He put the cat in his schoolbag went to school happily.

After Matt entered the class, he told some  ( classmate ) about the cat. As he opened the schoolbag to show them the cat, it suddenly jumped out and ( start ) running around the classroom. It even jumped onto the teacher's desk! Everyone in class was ( excited ) than ever before. Just at that time, the teacher came in and caught the cat ( quick ). Matt felt embarrassed and his face turned red.

To Matt's surprise, the teacher came up to him a smile, saying, " Matt, it's nice of you to lend a helping hand to homeless animals, but you are not allowed to take it to school. "

Max Woosey is a 12-year-old boy. He has slept outside in storms, snow and heat waves, but now he's coming indoors.

After two years of (sleep) in a tent, Max, who has raised over £700, 000, is about to remember what a bed (feel) like. "I'm still going to be in my tent a lot," said Max. "But now I've done two years. If there's a big, (danger) storm coming, I may come inside. "

Max began camping out in March 2020. At that time, old neighbor of his, Rick Abbott, who was (serious) ill, gave Max a tent and told him to take a risk with it. Later Max decided to camp out to raise money the hospital that cared for Rick. Max didn't think he would keep going a long time, it went on and on.

Over the two years, Max has been through around 15 tents and has had camping (trip) in many places. He even slept on a hotel balcony (阳台). His dad joined in the tent during last month's Storm Eunice, with Max joking that he (wake) up not by the wind but by his dad's snoring (鼾声)!

Chen Gang is a professor from China University of Geosciences. His son, Chen Lihao, is a university (学生). They reached the top of Mount Qomolangma, the world's highest peak, on (四月) 30th, 2022. During their journey, they did scientific research and (收集) ice, snow, plants and pieces of rocks. They were honoured as (英雄) after they returned.

Chen Gang likes (爬) mountains. He has been to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau many times over the past (九) years. Although he meets lots of difficulties, he (从不) thinks of giving up. He nicely connects his hobby with his career. As for his (勇敢的) son Chen Lihao, he is a national first-class mountaineer. He always (训练) hard and gets ready for more challenges. The father and son (两者都) show great courage and abilities. They closely combine their personal futures with national needs.