Coco is a small rabbit and he lives in a forest (森林) with his mother, Dabai. One morning, he can’t find his mother. So he goes everywhere to look for her.

Under a tree, he meets Wangwang, a dog. “Where is my mother? Do you know?” he asks the dog. “Oh, I’m playing football here and I don’t see your mother,” Wangwang says.

Coco gets to the grassland (草地). There he sees Jiajia, a horse. “Do you see my mother, Jiajia?” he asks. “Sorry, I don’t,” Jiajia says. “I’m eating grass here.”

He is very sad. “Where is my mother?” he is thinking while he is walking. Then he sees Mimi, a cat, near a river. “Hi, Coco,” Mimi says to Coco. “I know where your mother is. She thinks I’m her son. Look! She’s looking for food for me near the river now.”

At this time, Dabai sees Coco and knows what happens.

There was a very beautiful seedling (幼苗) . An old, dry and straight stick stood with it. The seedling was tired of the stick.

“ Stick, ” said the seedling, “ Can’t you stay away from me? ” The stick did not answer.

There was also a fence (篱笆) around the seedling. The seedling was tired of it, too. And it said to the fence, “ Can’t you go somewhere else? ” The fence also remained silent.

Several days later, the seedling told the stick and the fence to leave again. Both of them still kept silent. The seedling said this again and again! Finally, the stick and the fence left the seedling. The seedling thought no one was more beautiful than itself. Suddenly, a light wind came and blew it down. The seedling couldn’t stand and cried out, “ Help! Help! ” No one offered it help.

A little ant passed by. It looked at the seedling, said, “ Beautiful plant, don’t you know that you can stand up because the stick and the fence protect you from being hurt by the wind? They helped you, but you didn’t thank them. ” And then the seedling understood how important they were. The seedling realized that it should value those who helped and supported it.

Jack is 10 years old, and I am his pencil. I’m Jack’s helper（助手）. Jack’s pencil box is my home. I have some friends here. They are a ruler, a pencil sharpener and two erasers. Because Jack loves me, I’m the king（国王）in the pencil box. My friends and I are happy every day.

Today, I am not happy because a pen comes in. It’s new and beautiful. It’s a music pen. It can write and sing. But I’m old and I can only help Jack to write. Jack likes it so much! The new pen is his helper now. It’s the new king. What can I do now? Shall I go to a new home?