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A wealthy man and his son liked to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would often sit together and admire these great works of art.

When the conflict broke out, the son went to war. Unfortunately he died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The father was in deep sorrow for his only son.

About a month later, just before Christmas, there was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands. He said, "Sir, you don't know me. I am the soldier to whom your son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet(子弹) struck him in the heart and killed him instantly. He often talked about you, and your love of art." The young man held out this package. "I know this isn't much. I'm not a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have this."

The father opened the package. It was a picture of his son, painted by the young man. He stared in surprise at the way the soldier showed the personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes were filled with tears. He thanked the young man and offered to pay for the painting. "Oh, no, sir, I could never repay what your son did for me. It's a gift."

The father hung the picture on the wall of the hall. Every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the picture of his son before he showed them any of the other great works he had collected.

A few months later the man died. There was to be a great auction(拍卖) of his art collection. Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having the opportunity to purchase one for their collection.

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When I entered Berkeley, I hoped to earn a scholarship. Having been a straight A student, I believed I could take tough subjects and really learn something. One such course was World Literature given by Professor Jayne. I was extremely interested in the ideas he 1 in class. 

When I took the first exam, I was 2 to find a 77, C-plus, on my test paper, for English was my best subject. I went to Professor Jayne, who listened to my arguments but remained 3 . 

I decided to try harder, although I didn't know what that4

because school had always been easy for me. I read the books more carefully, but got another 77. Again, I5 with Professor Jayne. Again, he listened patiently but wouldn't change his mind.

One more test before the final exam. One more6 to improve my grade. So I redoubled my efforts and, for the first time, learned the meaning of the word "thorough". But my7 did no good and everything went as before.

The last hurdle(障碍) was the final. No matter what8 I got, it wouldn't cancel three C-pluses. I might as well kiss the9 goodbye.

I stopped working hard. I felt I knew the course material as well as I ever would. The night before the final, I even10 myself to a movie. The next day I decided for once I'd have11 with a test.

A week later, I was surprised to find I got an A. I hurried into Professor Jayne's office. He12 to be expecting me. "If I gave you the A's you13 , you wouldn't continue to work as hard."

I stared at him 14 that his analysis and strategy were correct. I had worked my head off, as I had never done before. 

I was speechless when my course grade arrived: A-plus. It was the

15 A-plus given. The next year I received my scholarship. I've always remembered Professor Jayne's lesson: You alone must set your own standard of excellence.

When I was young I was fascinated with stories of magic. I was absorbed in books where wizards and fighters battled the powers of darkness in strange worlds. I was delighted when they won, bringing peace and happiness to their lands. I wanted to be able to magically make my pain disappear, to make my problems go away, and to have power over this world that so often has power over us. 

As I got older, however, I realised that there was no such thing as magic. I had daily pain from a back injury that never healed(治愈) right. I still sometimes dreamed of magic but in time even that faded away.

This magic grew stronger in my heart,soul, and mind day by day. It was called LOVE. This magic connected me to my own highest self and to all of the other souls in this world. It didn't abolish my poverty but it made every day of my life feel richer.

There is such a thing as magic in this world. There is such a thing as magic in each one of us. This magic is called LOVE. Also, I hope you use it to help others, to heal this world, and to build a bridge to souls of everybody. 

A. I struggled through a long period of poverty.

B. I was not eager to have any power that controlled the world.

C. Then one day I started to discover a different kind of magic.

D. May you choose it, share it, and live in it every single day of your life.

E. It didn't rid me of my pain but it helped me deal with it so much better.

F. It helped me see them as the beautiful, loving and joyful souls they truly are.

G. Most of the readers like me secretly wished for magical powers for themselves.

When I was 17, I read a magazine article about a museum called the McNay, once the home of a watercolourist named Marian McNay. She had requested the community to turn it into a museum upon her death. On a sunny Saturday, Sally and I drove over to the museum. She asked, "Do you have the address?" "No, but I'll recognise it. There was a picture in the magazine."

"Oh, stop. There it is!"

The museum was free. We entered, excited. A group of people sitting in the hall stopped talking and stared at us.

"May I help you?" a man asked. "No," I said. "We're fine." Tour guides got on my nerves. What if they talked a long time about a painting we weren't that interested in? Sally had gone upstairs. The people in the hall seemed very nosy(爱窥探的), keeping their eyes on me with curiosity. What was their problem? I saw some nice sculptures in one room. Suddenly I sensed a man standing behind me. "Where do you think you are?" he asked. I turned sharply. "The McNay Art Museum!" He smiled, shaking his head. "Sorry, the McNay is on New Braunfels Street." "What's this place?" I asked, still confused. "Well, it's our home." My heart jolted(震动). I raced to the staircase and called out, "Sally! Come down immediately!"

"There's some really good stuff up there." She stepped down, looking confused. I pushed her towards the front door, waving at the family, saying "Sorry, please forgive us. You have a really nice place." Outside, when I told Sally what happened, she covered her mouth, laughing. She couldn't believe how long they let us look around without saying anything.

The real McNay was splendid, but we felt nervous the whole time we were there. Van Gogh, Picasso. This time, we stayed together, in case anything else unusual happened.

Thirty years later, a woman approached me in a public place. "Excuse me, did you ever enter a residence, long ago, thinking it was the McNay Museum?"

"Yes. But how do you know? We never told anyone."

"That was my home. I was a teenager sitting in the hall. Before you came over, I never realised what a beautiful place I lived in. I never felt lucky before. You thought it was a museum. My feelings about my home changed after that. I've always wanted to thank you."

Jim Denevan is an amazing artist whose work is admired by all, but owned by none—that's because all of Jim's art is created on an unusual canvas(画布)—the soft sand. He sometimes spends days working on a piece, only to see it washed away by the sea or a storm and that is just the way he likes it.

Jim discovered his artistic talents about ten years ago, when he was wandering aimlessly on the beach with a stick. He ended up drawing a 12-foot-long fish. Since then, Jim has travelled over 1,800 miles while creating over 600 pieces of sand art.

Over the years, his drawings have become bigger, but the tools he uses haven't changed. All he needs is a stick, a garden rake(耙) and most importantly, his lively imagination!

Just like any good artist, Jim is quite particular about the "quality" of his canvas, sometimes walking for miles, in search of perfect sand. His latest piece of work, which is also the world's largest freelance(自由职业的) drawing, was created in the desert sands of Nevada. It took Jim three trips, eight days and over 100 miles of walking to create this 3-mile work of art. It took the storm just one night to destroy it! However, Jim says he actually enjoys watching the waves or rain wash his paintings away.

Jim's art has become very popular over the years and was even the topic of a documentary namedSandman in 2005. Jim Denevan is not just about art in the sand—he is also an excellent cook and founder of an organisation called "Outstanding in the Field", whose motto(座右铭) is to celebrate food at its source. Accordingly, group dining events are held outdoors on farms, with the diners being treated to a delicious meal. The events, which are held on different farms throughout America, are always sold out the minute the schedule is announced.

Located on the north bank of the River Seine in Paris, the Louvre Museum is on the site of a fortress (城堡) (build) by Philip Augustus in the 12th century. In 1546, Francis Ⅰ, an active art collector, (destroy) the fortress and built the Louvre Palace. In 1682, the palace was abandoned by Louis ⅪⅤ,  moved the French Royal Court to Versailles and in the following century it 

(change) into a museum. It opened to the public as the Musée Central des Arts in 1793 during the French Revolution. 

Housing most famous collections of fine art, including the (price) Greek statue the Venus de Milo and the painting Mona Lisa by Leonardo da Vinci, the Louvre Museum is France's national museum and art gallery. one of the best art museums in Europe, its collections include eight departments and the (fine) French paintings from the 15th to the 19th century, together with hundreds of masterpieces of Renaissance art as well as oils by Flemish and Dutch realistic painters of the Baroque period. 

(visit) to the Louvre Museum now amount to 9 million, (make) it the most popular art museum in the world.  

句式:find+宾语+done(作宾语补足语)

仿写:当他醒来时,他发现自己被医生和护士围绕着。

句式:主语+be thought/said/believed/considered to have done ...

仿写:大家一致认为这幅画就是500年前唐寅画的。

句式:Doing ..., 主语+谓语 ... 

仿写:看着展览的水墨画,你可以想象出那美丽的乡村景象。

句式:What sb do is/was (to) do sth.

仿写:他们下一步计划要做的事就是尽可能多地筹钱帮助需要帮助的人。

句式:The best way to do sth is/was to do sth ...

仿写:掌握英语最好的方法就是通过使用英语学英语。

bring ... to life, be fond of, set ... apart from, in particular, be worthy of,

gain entry to, as a result, of high rank, focus on, on exhibition