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【整理】－－春山如笑

The little house shook. Everybody stopped short, even the trucks and the earthmover. Rafe Yardley drove his blue car slowly through the crowd, stopped and climbed out. He held up a paper.

'Judge Martin Klein signed a court order this morning,' he said, 'nothing can be done to this house until Judge Klein has a hearing about it. The town officials will meet after the New Year holiday. There are enough votes so Bright Hill will be named as a historic house.'

Jacob Samuels looked at the sad little house with its now broken windows and fallen stones. 'Now I have to buy it back,' he said, 'but I do not have enough money.'

'We have some saved,' said Rafe as he looked toward Chantal. Then Mrs. Shen stepped forward, 'We have some extra too, Mr. Samuels. You will take and my husband can help with the work.' All over the little hill, people began to speak up offering money and willing hands to work, even one of the workmen. Church bells far off played ''Joy to The World''.

Rafe stepped to his open car. ''The people of France make a wonderful drink called champagne.'' He smiled. 'I was saving this for New Year's Eve, but December 29th is close enough.' Rafe opened some bottles and passed them into the crowd. The church bells far away played ''Should Old Friendships be Forgot''.

Then, Rafe turned to Jacob Samuels, held a bottle high and said in a loud voice, 'Here's to Jacob Samuels and all the people of the Bright Hill community. You are the spirit of the real America.' And the voices of the Yardley family, and the Shen family, and the Kummar family, and the voices of all the people who came to Bright Hill from all around the world rose up to meet the bells with happy shouts and bright song.

jinhua49

Homework

The little house shook. Everybody stopped short, even the trucks and the earthmover. Raif Yardley drove his blue car slowly through the crowd, stopped and climbed out. He held up a paper.
"Judge Martin Kline signed a court order this morning," he said, "nothing can be done to this house until Judge Kline has hearing about it. The town officials will meet after the New Year holiday. There are enough votes, so Bright Hill will be named as a historic house."

Jacob Samuels looked at the sad little house with its now broken windows and fallen stones. "Now I have to buy it back," he said, "but I do not have enough money."
"We have some saved," said Raif as he looked toward Shantao. Then Mrs. Sun stepped forward, "We have some extra too, Mr. Samuels. You will take and my husband can help with the work."

All over the little hill, people began to speak up offering money and willing hands to work, even one of the workmen. Church bells far off played joy to the world. Raif stepped to his open car. The people of friends make a wonderful drink called Champagne. He smiled. "I were saving this for New Year's Eve, but December 29th is close enough." Raif opened some bottles and passed them into the ground. The church bells far away played should old friendships before God. Then, Raif turned to Jacob Samuels, held a bottle high and said in a loud voice, "Here's to Jacob Samuels and all the people of the Bright Hill community. You are the spirit of the real America." And the voices of the Yardley family, and the Sun family, and the Kumar family, and the voices of all the people who came to Bright Hill from all around the world rose up to meet the bells with happy shouts and bright song.

bahamutneo

On jinhua49

The little house shook. Everybody stopped short, even the trucks and the earthmover. Raif Yardley drove his blue car slowly through the crowd, stopped and climbed out. He held up a paper.
"Judge Martin Kline signed a court order this morning," he said, "nothing can be done to this house until Judge Kline has a hearing about it. The town officials will meet after the New Year holiday. There are enough votes, so Bright Hill will be named as a historic house."

Jacob Samuels looked at the sad little house with its now broken windows and fallen stones. "Now I have to buy it back," he said, "but I do not have enough money."
"We have some saved," said Raif as he looked toward Shantao. Then Mrs. Sun stepped forward, "We have some extra too, Mr. Samuels. You will take and my husband can help with the work."

All over the little hill, people began to speak up offering money and willing hands to work, even one of the workmen. Church bells far off played joy to the world. Raif stepped to his open car. The people of friends make a wonderful drink called Champagne. He smiled. "I were saving this for New Year's Eve, but December 29th is close enough." Raif opened some bottles and passed them into the ground. The church bells far away played should old friendships before God. Then, Raif turned to Jacob Samuels, held a bottle high and said in a loud voice, "Here's to Jacob Samuels and all the people of the Bright Hill community. You are the spirit of the real America." And the voices of the Yardley family, and the Sun family, and the Kumar family, and the voices of all the people who came to Bright Hill from all around the world rose up to meet the bells with happy shouts and bright song.

ALEX08

on小佛
The little house shook. Everybody stopped short, even the trucks and the earthmover. Raif Yardley drove his blue car slowly through the crowd, stopped and climbed out. He held up a paper.
"Judge Martin Kline signed a court order this morning," he said, "nothing can be done to this house until Judge Kline has a hearing about it. The town officials will meet after the New Year holiday. There are enough votes, so Bright Hill will be named as a historic house."

Jacob Samuels looked at the sad little house with its now broken windows and fallen stones. "Now I have to buy it back," he said, "but I do not have enough money."
"We have some saved," said Raif as he looked toward Shantao. Then Mrs. Sun stepped forward, "We have some extra too, Mr. Samuels. You will take and my husband can help with the work."

All over the little hill, people began to speak up offering money and willing hands to work, even one of the workmen. Church bells far off played joy to the world. Raif stepped to his open car. The people of friends make a wonderful drink called Champagne. He smiled. "I was saving this for New Year's Eve, but December 29th is close enough." Raif opened some bottles and passed them into the ground. The church bells far away played should old friendships before God. Then, Raif turned to Jacob Samuels, held a bottle high and said in a loud voice, "Here's to Jacob Samuels and all the people of the Bright Hill community. You are the spirit of the real America." And the voices of the Yardley family, and the Sun family, and the Kumar family, and the voices of all the people who came to Bright Hill from all around the world rose up to meet the bells with happy shouts and bright song.

lily tiger

homework

The little house shook. Everybody stopped short even the trucks and earthmover.
Riff Yardly drove his blue slowly through the crowd, stopped and climbed out. He held up a paper. “Judge Martin Kline signed a court order this morning.” He said. “Nothing can be done to this house until Judge Kline has a hearing about it. The town officials will meet after the New Year holiday. There are enough votes so Bright Hill will be named as a historic house.”
Jacob Samuels looked at the sad little house with its now broken windows and fallen stones. “Now I have to buy it back.” He said. “But I do not have enough money.”
“We have some saved.” said Riff as he looked toward Shantao. Then Mrs. Son stepped forward, “We have some extra too, Mr. Samuels. You will take and my husband can help with the work. All over the little hill, people began to speak up, offering money and willing hands to work, even one of the workmen.
Church bells far off played joy to the world. Riff stepped to his open car. “The people of friends make a wonderful drink call champagne.” He smiled. “I was saving this for New Year eve, but December 29th is close enough.” Riff raised some bottles and passed them into the crowd.
The church bells far away played should all the friendship before god. Then Riff turned to Jacob Samuels, help a bottle high and said in a loud voice. “Here’s to Jacob Samuels and all the people in the Bright Hill community. You are the spirit of a real America.”
And the voices of Yardly family and Son family and Cuma family and the voices of all the people who came to Bright Hill from all around the world rose up to meet the bells with happy shouts and bright song.

ELIEEN420

home work
The little house shook.Everybody stop short even the tracks and earth mover.
We startly driven his blue car slowly through the crowd. stopped and climb down. He hlod up a paper.
"Judge martin climb signed a court order this morning."He said "Nothing can be done to this house until judge clink has hearing aboat it." The towns official will meet after the new year holiday." They are enough vote some so bright hill will be named as a historic house ."
Jack of sammal look at the sad little house With its now broken windows and fallen stones."Now I have to buy it back ." he said. "But I do not have enough money."
"We have some saved." Said Refe as lokk toward shantao. Then Ms Same stand forward. " We have so much exactly too Mr sammal. You will take and my hasband can may help with the work ."
All over the little hill pople began to speak up offering money and willing hards to work even one of the workman. Church bells far off play joy to theworld. WHich stand to his open car . The pople of friends make a wonderful drink cold champagne. He smiled "I were saving this for new year's Eve.But December 29 is close enough. Reif opened some bottles and passed them into the ground .The church'bells far away played should older friendships bofore God. Then Reif turned to Jackof Sammyal held a bottle high and said in a loud voise " Here's to Jacob Samuels and all the peple of the bright hill community. You are the spirit of the reall America." And the voices of yardly family and song family and the Kumar family and the voices of all the peple who came to bright hill all arond the world rose up to meet the bells with happy shoots and bright songs.

春山如笑

on 周星星alex

The little house shook. Everybody stopped short, even the trucks and the earthmover. Rafe Yardley drove his blue car slowly through the crowd, stopped and climbed out. He held up a paper.

"Judge Martin Klein signed a court order this morning," he said, "nothing can be done to this house until Judge Klein has a hearing about it. The town officials will meet after the New Year holiday. There are enough votes so Bright Hill will be named as a historic house."

Jacob Samuels looked at the sad little house with its now broken windows and fallen stones. "Now I have to buy it back," he said, "but I do not have enough money."

"We have some saved," said Rafe as he looked toward Chantal. Then Mrs. Shen stepped forward, "We have some extra too, Mr. Samuels. You will take and my husband can help with the work." All over the little hill, people began to speak up offering money and willing hands to work, even one of the workmen. Church bells far off played ''Joy to The World''.

Rafe stepped to his open car. ''The people of France make a wonderful drink called champagne.'' He smiled. "I was saving this for New Year's Eve, but December 29th is close enough." Rafe opened some bottles and passed them into the crowd. The church bells far away played ''Should Old Friendships be Forgot''.

Then, Rafe turned to Jacob Samuels, held a bottle high and said in a loud voice, "Here's to Jacob Samuels and all the people of the Bright Hill community. You are the spirit of the real America." And the voices of the Yardley family, and the Shen family, and the Kummar family, and the voices of all the people who came to Bright Hill from all around the world rose up to meet the bells with happy shouts and bright song.

Silas.teng

Homework

The little house shook. Everybody stopped short even the trucks and earthmover.
Rafe Yardly drove his blue car slowly through the crowd, stopped and climbed out. He held up a paper. “Judge Martin Kline signed a court order this morning.” He said. “Nothing can be done to this house until Judge Kline has a hearing about it. The town officials will meet after the New Year holiday. There are enough votes so Bright Hill will be named as a historic house.”
Jacob Samuels looked sad at the little house with its now broken windows and fallen stones. “Now I have to buy it back.” He said. “But I do not have enough money.”
“We have some saved.” said Rafe as he looked toward Shantao. Then Mrs. Son stepped forward, “We have so much extra too, Mr. Samuels. You will take it and my husband can help with the work. All over the little hill, people began to speak out, offering money and willing hands to work, even one of the workmen.
Church bells far off played joy to the world. Rafe stepped to his open car. “The people of friends make a wonderful drink called champagne.” He smiled. “I was saving this for New Year's eve, but December 29th is close enough.” Rafe opened some bottles and passed them into the crowd.
The church bells far away played should all the friendship before god. Then Rafe turned to Jacob Samuels, hold a bottle high and said in a loud voice. “Here’s to Jacob Samuels and all the people in the Bright Hill community. You are the spirit of a real America.”
And the voices of Yardly family and Son family and Cuma family and the voices of all the people who came to Bright Hill from all around the world rose up to meet the bells with happy shouts and bright song.