It was nearly dark. The sun was dropping down the mountains. Little Tom came back home his head down, looking really sad.
"What's the matter, Tom? How was your trip?" his mother asked with big smile. "I failed, Mom. Although the mountain was so high and(fill) with stones on the way, I still went ahead. But I felt very tired and it was so late I had to come back." Tom (cry) loudly. "It doesn't matter, you are only 14 years old after all. You will have another chance." his mother said. "But(stand) at the top of the mountain is my dream!" Tom said.
His father came over and asked, "Did you see the green trees on (you) way to the mountain?" "Sure." Tom replied. "Did you feel the (beautiful) of nature, my dear?" his father asked. "Of course." Tom answered. "Did you notice other people on the way?" his father asked. "Yes! A little girl followed her mother (happy)!" Tom answered. "That's enough!" his father smiled and said, "Please remember, my boy. you didn't reach the top of the mountain, in fact, you have already got a lot on the way."
