（1）The Good Man and the Bad Man There are two men. They are very different. One is good and one is bad. One day the good man goes walking in the woods. He takes some steamed buns with him. He is hungry, so he takes a bun out of his pocket. It drops on the ground and rolls away. The good man looks everywhere. He cannot find his bun. But he hears a strange little sound. The good man takes another bun out of his pocket. He lets it drop on the ground and roll away. He hears the sound again. The good man follows the sound. He sees a little squirrel. "Thank you for the delicious buns," says the little squirrel. "You are welcome." says the good man. "Because you have such a good heart, I have a present for you," says the little squirrel. The squirrel shows the good man two boxes. One is big and one is little. "Which one do you want?" asks the squirrel. "Give me the little one," says the good man. He takes the box and goes home happily. The good man shows the box to his wife. They open it, and it is full of diamonds and gold. The bad man hears about the magic box. He wants a box, too. So he brings some dirty buns from the garbage and puts them in his pocket. He goes walking in the woods. He drops a dirty bun on the ground and it rolls away. He hears a little sound. The bad man drops another dirty bun on the ground and it rolls away. He hears the sound again. The bad man follows the sound. He sees a little squirrel. "These buns are terrible!" says the squirrel. "Just give me a box," says the bad man. The squirrel shows the bad man two boxes. One is big and one is little. "Give me the big one," says the man. He takes the big box and goes home. The bad man shows the box to his wife. They open it and it is not full of diamonds and gold. Ugly ghosts come out. The bad man and woman run away and are scared to death. （2）The Ice Cream Touch Tommy loved ice cream. He ate ice cream every day. He couldn't bear to live without ice cream. One day. Tommy met a vanilla ice cream-colored rabbit in the woods. "I have magic power. I can give you one wish," said the rabbit. "Really? May I? " Tommy was surprised. "Yes," said the rabbit. " I wish everything I touch would be ice cream," Tommy said. "Good. This is a magic pill. After you eat it, your wish will come true," said the rabbit. The next morning, Tommy took the pill. He wondered what would happen next. He touched his red pillow. It became ice cream. He took a bite, he found it was delicious! Tommy was very excited. He touched all the things in his room. Now he had an ice cream bed, an ice cream quilt, and an ice cream desk. "The magic is real!" he shouted. He touched his white pants and red shirts. They became ice cream! Now Tommy was a little upset. He couldn't get dressed. He started to cry. Guess what? They were ice cream tears. Then Tommy heard a sound. It was Mimi, his pure white little cat. Mimi was Tommy's best friend. Tommy cuddled his cat. "Oh, no!" His best friend also became ice cream. At that moment, the vanilla ice cream-colored rabbit showed up. The rabbit looked at all the ice cream and asked, "What happened? You look so sad," Tommy cried louder. "Please help me. I don't want any ice cream! I just want my cat back!" "Well, OK," said the rabbit, "Now I will give you another wish. Touch things with your right hand and they will return to their original form." Tommy stopped crying. He touched Mimi with his right hand. Mimi was pure white again and leaned against him. Tommy was so happy! Then he touched all his things. Very soon, there was no more ice cream. Now Tommy still loved ice cream. He still ate ice cream every day, but he made a wish in his heart: "I wish I never see that vanilla ice cream-colored rabbit ever again!" （3）Footprints Lionel was sitting in the kitchen reading a book. Louise came in holding a jar of tadpoles. She slowly climbed the stairs and put the tadpoles in her room. "There," she said. "Safe and sound." When she turned around, she saw muddy footprints on the rug. She followed them down the stairs and through the hall to the kitchen. "Lionel," she shouted, "why didn’t you tell me my sneakers were dirty?" Lionel looked up. "I wasn’t watching," he said. Louise sighed. "I’ll have to clean this up fast. Father and Mother will be home soon. They are just across the street." She filled a pail with soap and water. Then she got the mop and the sponge. Lionel watched her. He knew how Louise must feel. It was not a good feeling. "I’ll help you," he said. "Really?" said Louise. "Thanks. I’ll do the kitchen. You start in the hall." Lionel scrubbed the carpet. The footprints spread into brown smudges. Lionel rubbed harder. The smudges got bigger. Louise finished in the kitchen. She came out to see how Lionel was doing. "Arrrgh!" she screamed. "Well, I’m not done yet," said Lionel. "I can see that," said Louise. She took the sponge from Lionel. Then she rubbed really hard. She squeezed the dirty sponge into the pail again and again. Lionel got fresh water from the kitchen three times. When they finished the last footprint, Louise let out a deep sigh. Then she turned around. "Oh no!" she cried. "Look at the wall!" Lionel looked. His fingerprints were everywhere. " I’ll get more water," he said quickly. "No, no," said Louise. "Don’t move." She ran for some towels and fresh water. Then she scrubbed and cleaned and scrubbed some more. Lionel held the dirty towels. Finally she was done. Louise slumped into a chair. "Where should I put the towels?" Lionel asked. " I’ll take them," said Louise. "Why don’t you go out and play?" "Are you sure?" Lionel asked. Louise nodded. "I’m sure. I’m positive! Thanks for your help, Lionel. But, please…Go!" "Okay," he said. He was glad he had helped Louise. Maybe he would try it more often. 本文来源：https://www.wddqw.com/doc/56bb1fdfbb4cf7ec4afed0a1.html