Sometimes, when Mo is cooking, he thinks about the jobs he did before. And sometimes, Mo thinks about the day when he was a hairdresser. That day, everything went wrong.

The first customer was a man. He was very tired, and fell asleep while Mo was cutting his hair. Suddenly, the phone rang. Mo started talking on the phone, but didn’t stop cutting the man’s hair … When Mo finished talking, he looked at the man’s head – all his hair was gone Mo quickly found a wig and put it on the man’s head. The man woke up and looked in the mirror. He loved his new haircut.Then the wind blew the wig away!After that, a woman came in and asked Mo to wash her hair. She sat down, and he started working. There was a cooking show on TV. It was really interesting, and Mo didn’t look at what he was doing. He picked up hair dye, not shampoo.

Blackteeth the Pirate is on his ship in Whisper Bay. He’s looking for the Cupcake Tree.

“How do we get to the Cupcake Tree?” asks Squawk, his parrot.

“It’s in The Cursed Cave behind Thunder Falls,” says Blackteeth. “We need to get there before Pinkbeard!”The parrot reads the compass: “We need to go north … No, south …”

“The compass is broken,” says Blackteeth.

“I’ll get us there,” says the parrot.

They go to Port Longboard to the east of Lookout Mountain.

Pinkbeard isn’t far behind them.”I see the cave!” shouts the parrot.”I see Pinkbeard. We have to beat him!” says Blackteeth.

Last year, my school held a talent show in the hall. We all had to give a performance, like singing, dancing or playing music. I’m not very good at those, so I decided to perform some magic. I’m very interested in magic and I know some cool tricks, like pulling a rabbit from a hat, guessing a mystery card and so on. I really wanted to learn a new trick – making somebody disappear. It’s a difficult trick, but I was determined to try. I failed so many times that I got frustrated, but I didn’t give up. “I will learn this trick!” I said. I became exhausted from practising so much, but I did it.

This year, the Puzzle Springs Cook-Off at Mo’s Diner was really exciting. Each person had only twenty minutes to make one dish, and Jones decided the winner. Before the cooking started, everyone talked about what they were going to make. Clarence said, “I’m going to bake banana bread in the oven. I need bananas, sugar, eggs and flour.”

“I’m going to fry some fish,” said Elise. “You sprinkle on some salt and pepper, then add some lemon juice.” Tom said, “Cheesy chicken! It’s just cheese on top of chicken. You grill it on the barbecue.”

“I’m going to make a vegetable curry,” said Clora. “I’ll use lots ofchili peppers to make it spicy.”

It is the pang of separation that spreads throughout

The world and gives birth to shapes innumetable

In the infinite sky.

It is this sorrow of separation that gazes

In silence all nights from star to star，

And becomes lyric among rustling leaves

In rainy darkness of July.

It is this overspreading pain that

Deepens into loves and desires,

Into sufferings and joy in human homes;

And this it is that ever melts and

Flows in songs through my poet’s heart.

离别的创痛笼罩了整个世界，

无边的天宇变得姿态万千。

正是这离愁，夜夜默望着星辰，

并在七月雨夜的萧萧叶片间化做抒情诗。

正是这弥漫的离恨，

深化为爱和欲，成为人间的苦乐。

正是它通过我诗人的心灵，

融化成曲，喷薄而出。

There’s a small, yellow alien

Flying through space.

He has big, round ears

And a funny, long face.

He’s from a blue planet

With a little, gray moon,

Where it’s sunny at midnight

And dark at noon.

There’s a short, fat alien

Living far away,

On a wet, white planet

Where it’s cold every day.