Thank you 1 your last letter．Here are some photos 2 me and my twin sister Tina．As you can see, in some ways we look 3 , and in some ways 4 look different．We both have blue eyes and brown 5 , although my hair is shorter 6 hers．We both 7 running and swimming, although Tina is more athletic than me．She is 8 outgoing, and I’m quieter．I think I’m smarter than her．My 9 subjects are physics and chemistry, and her favorite subject is P．E．However, we both enjoy 10 to parties and making friends there．
By the way, we haven’t seen each 11 for more than a month, and I miss you very much．Can you write 12 me or come to see me soon？
One day the bathroom door had slammed on Timmy's finger．The doctor asked if we had found the tip of Timmy's finger．He said there was a small chance of 1 it if we could get it to him quickly．Pulling myself out of a daze, I ran back to the bathroom． 2 , it had already turned blue．I knew from the 3 on the doctor's face that it was too late．I felt 4 , unable to take the pain away from my little boy．Then a(n) 5 came to me．I whispered in his ear, "Timmy, did you know that lizards grow their tails 6 and little boys can grow their fingers back too?” Timmy's soft green eyes grew wide with 7 ．“They can?” he asked, obviously surprised by the thought, “And 8 ?”
I told him, “Inside your head you have a little voice telling your finger how much you love it and how much you 9 it．" I could see Timmy's little face focused in deep concentration．Then I continued, “Now just say, grow for me finger, grow．I love you and I need you．” A few days later, Timmy said to me 10 , “I'm talking to my finger every day, 11 it well．” Weeks later, with a joyful burst of 12 , Timmy ran towards me．“See,” he said, “It's growing back really good!” A year later, Timmy's finger grew back and became well again just as any finger 13 be．
Timmy remains forever in my heart as a constant reminder of the 14 of miracles．He also inspires me to 15 beyond the accepted knowledge of the times, and to remember that all things are possible if you truly believe．
Mr.Jenkins lives in a town. He works in a museum．There are a lot of old wonderful things in it．He likes his work and often goes to work on time．
One day he left his office at twelve．He went to eat 1ndline ． As soon as he went out of the gate，he met an old friend of 2ndline ．They hadn't seen each other for about five years．Of course they were very 3ndline ．His friend asked him 4ndline ．He agreed 5 ndline him，and they went into a restaurant．There they drank a lot．Then his friend said，“Perhaps you've drunk now．Let me help you to your 6ndline ．”
“No，no，”said Mr．Jenkins．“My office is only 7ndline walk．I can go there 8ndline．”
When his friend left，it was 9ndline for him to stand．He was afraid to be late and stopped a taxi．When he got on,the driver asked，“Where are you going， sir?”
“To the Park Street．”
“Oh! 10ndline ， sir.”the driver said in a hurry．“It's just the Park Street．”
“OK!”Mr.Jenkins said and got off．He brought out some money and threw it to the driver．He shouted，“But don't drive so fast next time!”
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