Poltu ran straight to his study table. There, in an empty bottle, was the treasure, a colouful butterfly, once keeping flying away from his _________. But now it was going to be part of his biology project in school.

Poltu loved the different _________ on the wings. He had made a few holes on the cap of the bottle to let air pass   _________. He dressed hurriedly, _________ school and _________ the bottle on the windowsill. That day’s biology class was the most interesting! Poltu’s teacher was happy with his _________ and asked everyone to thank him.

On the way back home, the butterfly still fluttered its wings _________. Whatever small creature Poltu came across, he felt like putting into the bottle. But he _________ himself as he wanted to give breathing space to his butterfly.

Waking up around midnight suddenly, he lightly _________ the bottle. The butterfly did not move. He shook the bottle some more, but still no ____________. He poured a little water. The water seemed to help as the butterfly ____________ a little. Polu heaved a sigh of ____________. After a while Polu quickly opened the bottle and gave it a ____________ shake.

To Poltu, the tiny noise of the fluttering wings was ____________. He sat staring at the empty bottle, but he was happy that he had sent the butterfly back to where it ____________- nature.

I was 17 years old. Along with a dozen other boys, I made the long trip to Iowa in order to see a _________ that I was thinking of attending.

Although the trip had been fun for the most part, now that I was there l was feeling _________. I was missing my family and _________ that I wouldn’t be seeing them very much if I went to school here. I was also missing the Appalachian Mountains where I grew up. I _________ walking in the forests of maple (枫树) and pine trees. I loved how the _________ turned a thousand shades (树荫) of green in the spring and then became a sea of red, gold, and orange in the fall. I loved the smell of countless wild flowers that grew in our garden. These things were a _________of me.

Here in low a everything was _________. The grass looked burnt and _________. All that I could smell was a _________ of corn, mud and pigs. I walked outside the dormitory and sat under a tree. I closed my eyes, __________ being back home again.

When I finally __________ the eyes, however, I saw something that touched my soul. It was the __________. It seemed to __________ the sky. Gold, red, purple and pink clouds flowed together like a picture. It was so huge and I was __________ in the beautiful scenery. It made our mountain sunsets seem __________ by comparison. I was filled with __________. I realized that I had been __________ and judgmental (妄下结论的). This place had its own special __________.

Over the years to come I __________ something else. Each of us also has a special beauty. We all have our own unique (独特的) talents and abilities. We all have a beautiful, powerful love that __________ we can share.

My previous home had a stand of woods behind it and many animals in the backyard. That first year, I ______ feeding peanuts to the blue jays, then the squirrels. The squirrels had no _______coming up right to me for them. As the months went by, the rabbits saw that I was no ______ and didn’t escape. When I threw carrot slices (薄片), they even came for a nibble (啃). Slowly they came to ______ me, and by the end of the year they were eating out of my hand.

That second year, the rabbits ______ me, and one would even sit up for slices! While I was feeding them. I ______ that a groundhog who used to run away was now taking an ______ interest in this food situation. I carefully extended a long ______, with a keen eye on those teeth, and ______, there were times I would have the groundhog sitting next to a rabbit, both munching (津津有味地咀嚼) on carrots. A few months later, while ______, she would even turn her back to me._______ when she was facing away, I reached out and ______ scratched (搔) her back with my finger. She didn’t move.

By year three, the rabbits and the groundhog were back. The groundhog ______ didn’t have a problem with me scratching her back, and I got an idea. I’d always ______, while slicing up carrots, that the end looked like a cap. ______ one day, just to see what she would do, I gently ______ one on top of the groundhog’s head. Again, not a ______. The next time, I had my camera ready to record what you see here, one of several dozen such pictures. ______ she had a slice to eat, she never ______ the one on her head. It was a fair______— I got a pleasure, and she had yet another tasty treat.