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Only once a year, on his birthday, did Charlie Bucket ever get to taste a bit of chocolate(巧克力糖)．The whole family 　　1　　 up their money for that 　　2　　 occasion(时刻), and when the great day arrived, Charles was always 　　3　　 with one small chocolate bar(条)to eat 　　4　　．And each time he 　　5　　 it, on those wonderful birthday mornings, he would place it 　　6　　 in a small wooden box that he 　　7　　, and treasure it as though it were a bar of solid 　　8　　; and 　　9　　 the next few days, he would 　　10　　 himself only to look at it, but never to 　　11　　 it．Then at last, when he could 　　12　　 it no longer, he would peel(剥)back a tiny 　　13　　 of the paper wrapping at one corner to 　　14　　 a tiny bit of chocolate, and then he would take a tiny nibble(轻咬)－just enough to allow the lovely sweet taste to 　　15　　 out slowly over his 　　16　　．Then next day, he would take 　　17　　 tiny nibble, and so on, and so on．And 　　18　　 this way, Charlie would make his six-penny bar of birthday chocolate 　　19　　 him for more than a 　　20　　．

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　　My neighbor's eight-year-old daughter used to live in the countryside, her native place．Recently her parents 　　1　　 her to town to live with them．Wild and uneducated, she would use 　　2　　 words when she was angry．Sometimes she went so far as to 　　3　　 on the ground, to the 　　4　　 of all people around．Her parents tried to 　　5　　 her by beating and kicking．However, she became more 　　6　　．Finally they became thoroughly 　　7　　 with her．

　　One day their next-door 　　8　　, a retired teacher, gave the girl a snow-white dress, which was very 　　9　　．It immediately caught the girl's 　　10　　 and made them shine brightly．

　　The girl put on the dress and became quite a 　　11　　 person．She no longer acted rudely or hit others．She 　　12　　 seldom rolled on the floor．She knew running wild was not 　　13　　 for her in a beautiful dress．Since then, the girl had been 　　14　　, neat, and lovely．

　　The story set me 　　15　　 a lot．Perhaps everyone has a beautiful dress 　　16　　 somewhere in his or her heart．Only some people are not aware of it, 　　17　　 it or take no notice of it．　　18　　 is a powerful force or weapon－that's something 　　19　　 by many of us．It can arouse fine qualities that humans are 　　20　　 with but have so far hidden somewhere．It has a soul-shaking influence that is indeed unmatched．

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　　Walking around the corner and into the hall at three in the morning, lost in thought and dragging a mop bucket, I raised my eyes to the front counter in indifference．A man, looking to be in his mid 40's, stood in a pink dress．A wide-edged hat stuck out over his massive frame resembling an umbrella that was a little too shabby and worn-out, making him look like a woman．The shock at seeing such a strong proud man in a cheap disgusting dress broke my heart, as well as frightened me．

　　Dropping my mop on the floor in surprise and picking up my face that had temporarily fallen off, I confidently walked over to the desk．

　　“I'm sorry,”I began to say but was confused on whether sir or madam was appropriate．“Can I help you?”

　　“I need a room,”he said in a gruff(粗哑的)powerful voice．

　　“Sure thing,”I said bringing up the registry．“Can I get your last name?”

　　“Hurgan,”he said briefly．

　　“And your first name?”

　　“Amanda．”

　　Suddenly I had to direct all of my concentration on holding back a smile．A ten second pause of silence passed while I tried to stay calm．

　　“Okay,”I said getting back to the job,“can I get your phone number, Amanda?”

　　All of the information was acquired and stored and Amanda received her room key for the night．All was well as I returned to the neglected mop bucket．Suddenly a low throaty cough drew me out of my temporary mental disorder．Looking over at the desk where Amanda stood touching her thick biceps(二头肌)I once again dropped the mop in shock．

　　“I'm sorry about that,”I said coming around to the desk．Amanda stared with unease twisting her sleeve with her right index finger．

　　“I have a cat,”she said in a low voice．

　　“I'm sorry you what?”I asked leaning in closer．She drew back a bit as if I was some kind of threat．

　　“I have a cat．”

　　Looking up into her tall frame, I replied,“That's fine．We just need to add an extra ＄10 fee．”She handed me her credit card once again．I swiped it, returned it, and grabbed the printing receipt．

　　“You just need to sign here,”I said handing over the pen．She hesitantly grabbed it from my hand and signed．As she began to return it, my hand came a bit too close to connecting with hers．Scared and possibly a little disgusted she dropped the pen, causing it to bounce off the counter and onto the floor．

　　“Sorry,”she said, looking down．“I have to go get my cat．”

　　While Amanda was getting her cat, an unpleasant thought was circling around my head．Here I was just doing my job and this, this WO-MAN was acting as if I was the monster!He was wearing a pink dress!And I was the monster?Was he even still a man?The sliding doors opened and in came Amanda passing the front desk without even giving me a polite nod．