(10·湖南B篇) When Mary Moore began her high school in 1951, her mother told her, Be sure and take a typing course so when this show business thing doesn't work out, you'll have something to re
It was December 22.The bitter wind swept the countless snowflakes(雪花) across my front yard.My dad was there sweeping the 1 .His nose was red as a cherry.With every breath he took, a