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A Lunchbox Stitched with Love

Michael had watched it all unfold. For twelve long months, the silence between his father Jack and uncle Sam hung heavier than the winter fog clinging to their small town. It started with their late (已故的) father's old workbench (工作台) — hand-carved by their grandfather, a piece they'd both cherished. When their dad passed away, Uncle Sam took it to restore, but his father Jack thought he'd taken it for himself forever. "You always got first pick," Jack snapped; Sam shot back, "At least I'm not letting it rot." Doors slammed, and they'd not spoken since.

Jack, once a man who laughed so loud that the neighbors knocked to complain, now moved like a ghost: mornings without the clatter (哐啷声) of his favorite coffee mug, evenings staring at the unlit fireplace in dead silence.

One afternoon, Michael found his dad on the porch (门廊), staring at a photo — Jack and Sam, arms slung over each other's shoulders at the workbench, both grinning wide. "Why don't you call him?" Michael asked. Jack's jaw tightened. "Some things can't be fixed, kiddo." But Michael shook his head. He'd watched his mom mend his favorite sweater with a needle and thread, turning a hole into something stitched with care. Michael also noticed that Aunt Clara, Uncle Sam's wife, still called Mom, asking gently how his dad was doing. Maybe broken things just needed the right hands to fix them.

That night, Michael slid a list of Uncle Sam's favorite foods into his pocket — the ones Dad had always bought at the market on weekends, the two of them laughing over plates together. By morning, Michael had come up with a plan: something sweet might fix. With his allowance, he set out to fill his dad's old lunchbox with what was on the list. Michael hit the market: Mrs. Hernandez's warm meat pies; Mr. Patel's spicy mango sauce and buttery cookies. Although his shirt was stained with jam, and his shoes were coated in dirt, Michael smiled, seeing the lunchbox was full.

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(2)请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。

When Michael finally stood on Uncle Sam's porch, his heart pounded like a drum.

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A few minutes after Aunt Clara's phone call, the front doorbell rang again.

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1. 比赛流程；

2. 精彩瞬间。

注意：写作词数应为80左右；

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Toward the end of the year, Mr. Dalton wanted to3 our knowledge and gave us a 25-question true/false nationally standardized test. The test presented each problem with a conclusion shown. We were required to write out the4 using our theorems (定理).

I completed 24 problems quickly, but number seventeen was a lion5 I spent thirty minutes on that proof and6 I pulled it off with all my efforts. With7 I marked the question true and handed in the test.

The next day I got my score, a 96, and number seventeen was8 wrong When Mr. Dalton asked if there were any questions, for the first time, my hand9.

Instead of10 this was a nationally standardized test and that there couldn't be any11. Mr. Dalton did the most powerful thing I've ever seen a teacher do: he held out the chalk to me with an encouraging smile. Murmurs spread through the classroom — some classmates exchanged12 glances, while others leaned forward, curiosity sparking in their eyes. I was hesitant for a moment, then went to the board and demonstrated my proof, using the whole board and three different colors of chalk. In the end, everyone clapped. Mr. Dalton gave13 for my answer, and I ended up with a full mark.

When I returned 37 years later to visit him again, Alzheimer's (阿尔茨海默氏症) had14 his mind, but he still wore a happy grin.

I have been grateful to Mr. Dalton, for I could15 have remained silent rather than challenging his authority or speaking up when I think I'm right.

Have you ever looked at a beautiful little new house in London and thought "It must be so amazing to live there"? But for the people who actually do live in those homes, social media photography has changed what it means to live in a pictures que place.

Alice Johnston is a longtime resident of Notting Hill, the London neighborhood famous for the beautifully-painted row houses and for being the setting of the movie of the same name. Johnston, a journalist, has complicated feelings about her Instagram- beloved neighborhood. She lives on Portobello Road, one of the capital's most famous streets. Once, she and a friend were walking his bulldog when a tourist asked if they could "borrow" the pup for a quick photo. The friend and the dog agreed, so the Instagrammer posed with the dog in front of a bright blue door and then handed over five pounds as a thank you. In that story, everybody had a good time. "I was once woken up at 6 a.m. on Easter Sunday by a French teenager taking pictures outside," Johnston says.

Johnston, for example, tries to be sympathetic to travelers coming to her hometown, recalling how she loved taking pictures of historic neighborhoods in Paris, Rome and the like. In fact, she recently found photos of herself as a teenager hanging out at the Notting Hill Carnival years before she moved to the capital herself. "I feel lucky that it's cool enough that people want to come where I live."

A. If so, you're not alone.

B. But there can be a darker side.

C. For her, nothing beats the pleasure to see so many people excited about it.

D. Living in a much-photographed place, some people try to take the good with the bad.

E. However, when private homes become tourist attractions, quarrels can occur.

F. And she has witnessed all kinds of behavior committed to getting a perfect picture.

G. As a travel lover, she has become pretty understanding when seeing the crowds again.

But in spite of these successes, there is evidence to suggest that celebrity endorsement (代言) may be overrated. In a survey of members of the public to find out if celebrity involvement would encourage people to donate, researchers found that the impact was not as great as previously thought. When shown a list of well-known organisations and famous people who represent them, over half of respondents were unable to match the celebrity with the cause. What's more, three quarters claimed that they didn't respond to celebrity endorsement in any way. The survey also showed that a few names did stand out as being associated with particular charities. But the presence of a celebrity in a campaign, was not a significant factor when it came to a decision to donate time or money. Instead, the majority of people contribute because of personal connections in their lives and families which make a charity important to them.

In another study aimed at young people, most participants cited a compelling (无法抗拒的) mission as their main motivation to give. The second most important drive was if a friend or peer recommended supporting a particular cause. Only two percent of respondents said they were motivated by celebrity endorsement. This seems to contradict the general assumption that teenagers are particularly influenced by famous people. One possible explanation is that there is a general fatigue (疲倦) with celebrity culture. There is also a suspicion that the stars are the ones who benefit most when they offer to do charity work. Some critiques have accused that celebrities might actually take attention away from issues by attracting more attention than the causes they represent.

So taking all these issues into account, is it time for charities to rethink their campaign strategies and look for alternative ways to reach new audiences? Whichever point of view you favour, there seems to be opportunities for more research into how charity campaigns might develop relationships with celebrities to maximise their potential. This in turn will open up more engagement, and better targeted campaigns — which can only benefit those who really matter — the people and animals that are in need of assistance.

None of the scientists possessed X-ray eyes: they had no supernatural powers for looking down below the earth's surface. They were merely employing one of the most cutting- edge methodologies for locating minerals in the ground-using trees and plants as indicative markers that certain minerals may lie beneath the ground on which the trees and plants take root and flourish. This approach to mineral exploration is predicated upon the principle that minerals deep in the earth may affect the kind of bushes and trees that grow on the surface.

At Watson Bar Creek, a brook six thousand feet high in the mountains of British Columbia, Canada, a mineral search group gathered bags of tree seeds. Boxes were filled with small branches from the trees. Roots were dug and put into boxes. Each bag and box was carefully marked. In a scientific laboratory the parts of the forest trees were burned to ashes and tested. Each small part was examined to learn whether there were minerals in it.

Analysis of the roots, branches, and seeds disclosed an absence of silver. But small amounts of gold were detected in the roots, with lower gold concentrations present in the branches and seeds. The seeds growing nearest to the tree trunk had more gold than those growing on the ends of the branches.

Had the trees not provided indications of gold in the ground, the scientists would not have allocated funds for digging into the depths. They did excavate and uncovered additional gold reserves below the surface. Further digging revealed substantial quantities of the precious metal.

After cycling slowly along the sandy trail for about two hours, I was delighted to see seemingly recent cycle tracks. Encouraged, I moved on, keeping a sharp eye on the tracks. However, I soon realised that they were my own. I was covering the same ground.

Discouraged, I lay my bike aside, and sank down under a tree with a heavy sigh. I had no more water, and my tongue felt swollen. I felt sleepy as groups of flies settled on me in a vain attempt to find dampness.

A sudden warm breeze stirred me. I opened my eyes, caught the distant hum of an engine, and glanced weakly upward, yet the sound faded away. After a short while, I heard it once more, but this time it seemed nearer. I dragged my feet and marched toward the source of the sound. When I made it to the top of the hill, I gasped in utter disbelief. There in front of me lay Logue Brook Dam, with boats pulling water skiers and folks sunbathing out in the open. I went back to my bicycle, pushed it up the hill, and let it coast into the lovely cool waters of the dam, where I rolled around wearing my full cycling gear.

Exhibition focus

The theme of this year's exhibition is "Technology and Life". Potential topics include:

1. Displaying how technology changes people's lives

2. Envisioning future technological advancements

3. Honoring scientists and other technology professionals

Timeline of the event

Work Submission: By July 15,2025

Review and assessment: July to August 2025

Awards Ceremony: Between September and October 2025

Awards

The awards are categorized into 4 types: Gold Prize (1 winner) with ¥30,000 prize money; Silver Prize (2 winners) with ¥20,000; Bronze Prize (3 winners) with ¥10,000; 10 Outstanding Prize winners with an award. Additionally, all the winners will receive a certificate and portfolio (作品集) book.

Requirements for submission

1. The submitted works must be original. Participants should be fully responsible for their entries.

2. The works should be submitted in JPEG format, with a resolution of 300dpi, file size no less than 2M and not exceeding 10M.

3. The submitted works should include a title and a brief textual description.

4. For AI-assisted works, please label as "AI-generated".

5. Student participants should additionally provide their school name and grade year. The names of their instructors or training institutions are optional.

6. Register and upload your submission on the following website: https://artcontest.chinadaily.com.cn/2025.html

No One Will Ever Know

Karen, Judy and I were the last ones back in the classroom after lunch, which was mostly empty. All of the other sixth graders were already outside playing happily, since it was a pleasant spring day.

"Look what I found this morning in the storage cupboard when I was getting out some art supplies for Mrs. Eiffler." With a broad grin on her face, Karen held up a wooden box filled with short pieces of chalk in every color of the rainbow.

"Wow! What fun it would be to write on the blackboard while everyone is outside." Judy's eyes twinkled with anticipation. "But Mrs. Eiffler doesn't want us writing on the blackboard," I responded, already feeling guilty, although we had not yet done a thing. "Don't be such a ‘fraidy cat', Janet. No one will ever know," said Karen, reaching into the box and drawing out a piece of chalk. "Right. Everyone is outside, so we're safe." Judy was already drawing a house with sure strokes. I hesitantly joined my friends in the artwork, wanting to be part of what was going on, but afraid of being caught.

Trying various colors, we drew houses, trees and flowers. It was fun! All the time we were watching the clock, knowing that our fun would be over if anyone walked into the room. Then I had an idea. I chose a white piece from the box and wrote my name using my left hand. The handwriting was a bit shaky, but no one would doubt that it said "Janet".

"We'd better get this board cleaned off before Mrs. Eiffler comes back," said Judy, eyeing the clock. She picked up an eraser and began erasing our handiwork from the board, trying not to leave any erasing marks.

Everything came off... but my name!

In disbelief, I looked at the chalk I held in my sweaty hand. Gosh! It wasn't chalk at all. I had picked up a small piece of white color crayon which was mixed in with the pieces of chalk.

My stomach hurt and my knees felt weak. What would Mrs. Eiffler do to me?

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"Quick, get some wet paper towels to make it come off," said Judy, springing into action.

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Mrs. Eiffler walked in soon afterward, but she didn't seem to notice the erasing marks.

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注意：1.词数80词左右;

2.可以适当增加细节, 以使行文连贯;

3.开头语已为你写好, 不计入总词数。

The Four Great Inventions of Ancient China—The Compass

Good morning boys and girls, My name is Li Hua, coming from Class 10 Senior 3. It's my great honor to deliver a speech here and today my topic is "The Four Great Inventions of Ancient China—The Compass".

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Yours,

Li Hua

US influencer (网红) IShowSpeed has taken Chinese social media by storm (recent).

Born in 2005, IShowSpeed, real name is Darren Watkins Jr., became famous for live streaming sports games and his travels across Europe and Asia. Chinese fans call him "Jia Kang Ge" because his excited emotions and big body language.

In late March, he started a live-streaming tour in China, (visit) places like Shanghai, Beijing, Henan, Sichuan and Chongqing. He experienced Chinese history and culture, tasted local food and met excited fans and people from all (walk) of life.

In Shanghai, he joined park activities and learned about China's electric cars. In Henan province, he visited the Shaolin Temple and (learn) Kungfu. IShowSpeed's videos give a real picture of China is like and are changing how many people around the world see country. "After watching his videos, I realized how foolish my previous views on China were. I feel that I don't go to China, I'll regret for the rest of my life," a US (view) said on YouTube.

With all of my foreign trips2 this year, I decided to make the most of the closed borders and travel north from my home near Stockholm.

Sweden spans roughly the same latitudes (纬度) as Alaska. While climate change is bringing milder winters in its wake, it does not have any impact on the3 of our daylight. And yet, traveling across the snow and ice on dogsleds, skis or snowmobiles, or lying on my back staring up at the magical light show of the Northern Lights, I4 minded the lack of daylight. Instead, what5 my attention was the fascinating beauty of the white, frozen landscapes and the endless shades of blue. Away from buildings and roads, the snow would be clearly lit up even on the darkest of nights.

But Johan Stenevad, my host at Lapland Guesthouse, opened my6 to something else. One day, on a snowmobile path lined with tall trees on both sides, he turned off his engine and asked me what I saw.

"Trees," I answered. "A forest."

He7 his head.

"Not a forest. A plantation. Soon, this is all that will be left," he said, explaining that the straight rows of trees were being farmed. They were all of the same species,8 and size.

Johan was right. For over half a century now, the great northern wilderness — the ancient forests that once seemed so9 has continued to be cruelly clear-cut for biofuels (生物燃料) and paper, and, in its place now stand plantations of spruce (云杉) or pine. Only a fraction of the ancient forests10, and that fraction grows smaller every year.

The Sámi — a native people who live mainly in the northern reaches of Sweden, Norway, Finland and Russia — are facing a(n)11 crisis. Their lives and culture are closely12 to the ancient forests and the reindeer that populate the region. The slow-growing lichen (地衣) and mushrooms upon which the reindeer depend for their survival are not found in spruce or pine plantations, so the death of one means the death of the other, and a(n)13 future for an entire people.

"We're not14 in nature, " said Brita Stina Sjaggo of the Luokta-Mávas reindeer herding district. "We're part of the forest, and the forest is part of us. "

Hers is a sentiment (看法) that resonates deep within me. It is one that too many of us have forgotten, and one that I believe to be15 for our own survival as well as that of the natural world.