A little boy comes to a new town. His name is Mark. Of course he lives with his parents. His family is very rich(富有). They have a cook, a driver and some other servants(佣人).
Mark goes to a new school. On the first day his mother says to him, "Mark, be modest at your school. Don't say we are rich."
"Yes, Mum." Mark says.
So Mark goes to school. He meets his new teacher. And he sits down with the other children. The teacher says "Good morning, children. First, we will write a composition(作文) named 'My family'". So all the children write a composition. This is Mark's composition:" My name is Mark. My family is very poor. My parents are very poor, our cook is very poor, our driver is very poor and all the servants are very poor...."
Give the seedlings a hand
Once upon a time, an old farmer planted a plot of rice. Every day he went to the field to watch the seedlings grow. He saw the young shoots break through the soil and grow taller and taller each day. But still, he thought they were growing too slowly. He could not wait and he had an idea. By the moonlight, he began working on the rice seedlings. He pulled up the young plants by half an inch. After that, he went back home. He told his son what he had done happily. His son was shocked. Now the sun had risen. The young man was sad to see all the pulled-up plants dying.
