—Yes. She was _______ calm _______ she kept getting the questions right.

    On the morning of 16th April, 2014, at eight fifty-eight, a passenger ship carrying 470 people, mostly high school students, sank off South Korea's southern Wednesday, leaving at least 296 people dead and 8 others missing.

    Just one year later, the same tragedy happened in China. A passenger ship carrying 454 people sank Monday in the Hubei section of China's Yangtze River.

The ship, named Dongfangzhixing (Eastern Star), sank at around nine twenty-eight p.m. in the Jianli ( Hubei Province) section of the Yangtze River, according to the Yangtze River navigation administration. The captain and the chief engineer, who have been rescued, both claimed that the ship sank quickly after being caught in a cyclone (旋风). The ship was heading from Nanjing to southwest Chinas Chongqing city. There were 403 Chinese passengers, five travel agency workers and 46 crew members aboard. Most of the passengers are group tourists aged between 50 and 80 organized by a travel agency in Shanghai. More than ten rescue ships are searching for the survivors, but only 12 people have been rescued. Rescue work is hampered by strong wind and heavy rain.

    One day a very rich family went on a trip to the countryside. The father wanted to show his son what a poor life people there lived, so they spent a day a night on the farm of a very poor family.

    When they got back from their trip, the father asked his son, "My dear son, how was the trip?" "Very good, Dad!" "Did you see how the poor people lived?" the father asked.

    "Yeah!" "And what did you learn?"

    The son answered, "We have a dog at home, and they have four. We have a pool that is in the middle of the garden and they have a river that has no end. We have very expensive lamps in the garden and they have the stars."

    When the little boy finished, his father was speechless.

    I first met Windy, a six-year-old girl, on the beach near where I lived. She was building a sand house there. She looked up, and her eyes were as blue as the Sea. Every time when I felt unhappy, I drove to the beach.

    "Hello, Miss Agnes," she said. I answered, but I didn't really want to stop her. "I'm building." she said. I saw that.

    "What is it? " I asked her. "Oh, I don't know. I just like the feeling of the sand." Oh, that's good, I thought, and took off my shoes to join her. A sandpiper (鹬) flew by. She told me that it would make me happy. I felt better then.

    A week later on my next visit, I learned that Windy lived in a cottage (小屋) and didn't go to school. Soon after that, my mother died, and I rushed to the beach to be alone. I didn't want to say anything when Windy came up to me. "Why?" she asked.

    I turned to her and shouted, "Because my mother died!" "Oh," she said quietly, "then today is a bad day."

    A month later, I went to the beach but couldn't find Windy. I missed her so much that I visited her house. I learned that Windy had died of leukemia (白血病), but she left a picture of a sandpiper for me.

Please show me the of the building.

After guests come, please let them wait in .

She in the writing competition yesterday.