One day, a boy found the cocoon(茧) of a butterfly and brought it home. A few days later, the boy saw a small   41  in the cocoon. He sat and watched for several hours as a butterfly struggled to make   42  body through that little hole. Suddenly it stopped.

So the boy   43  to help the butterfly, thinking the butterfly might be   44 .He took a pair of scissors(剪刀) and cut the hole   45 .The butterfly came out of the cocoon but it  46 

a little different. It had a weak body and small, thin   47 .The butterfly didn’t start to fly. In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling(爬行) around with a weak body and thin wings. It was never able to fly.

The boy acted with   48  but he didn’t understand why it could be like this. When a butterfly crawls out of the cocoon, it must struggle. The hard work of  49  out of the cocoon makes the fluid(液体) from the butterfly’s body into its wings. It helps the butterfly be  50  to fly. If the butterfly never has to squeeze(挤压) itself out of the cocoon, its wings will never get the fluid and it can never fly.

  51  struggles are what we need in our lives. If we lived our lives without any problems, we would never learn or grow. We would not be  52  we could have been and we would never fly.

In our lives, pain and suffering is the key to all windows, and sometimes even   53  growth, without it , there’s no way of life. We can’t avoid   54   or problems. So, next time you are   55 a problem or difficulty, remember the butterfly. Struggle a little—then fly!

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When I was a boy, I didn't have any hair on my head. So I was very shy. I liked to watch my friends play in the park. Sometimes I would join them, but most of the time I just watched them play.

Every day, we would see an old man walking in the park. He had big ears and no hair. We thought he was dumb (哑的). Every time when my friends saw him, they would say loudly, "Hey, Mr. Dumb, what's the time?” But they got no answer.

One early evening, I was standing outside my house, and I saw the old man coming. I was not with any of my friends and there were no other kids around to say the usual words of "greeting( 问候)”.

But how could I let the old man walk by without saying anything? So for the first time, I asked, “Hey, Mr. Dumb, what’s the time?"

The old man looked at me. Then he looked at his watch and answered, "It's six thirty. " I ran into my house and never said that "greeting" to the old man after that day.

1.The boy often played with his friends together.

2.The boy’s friends were very polite to the old man.

3.Neither the boy nor the old man had any hair on the head.

4.Actually, the old man could hear and speak.