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如图,将矩形纸片ABCD沿对角线BD折叠,点C落在点E处,BE交AD于点F,连结AE.

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    It seems that no one can live a happy life without friendship. While a great number of people expect others to be their friends, they don't give friendship back. That is why some friendships don't last long. To have a friend, you must learn to be one. You must learn to treat your friend the way you want your friend to treat you. Learning to be a good friend means learning three rules: be honest; be generous; be understanding.

    Honesty is where a good friendship starts. Friends must be able to trust one another. If you do not tell the truth, people usually find out. If a friend finds out that you haven't been honest, you may lose your friend's trust. Good friends always depend on one another to speak and act honestly.

    Generosity means sharing and sharing makes a friendship grow. You do not have to give your lunch money or your clothes. Naturally you will want to share your ideas and feelings. These can be very valuable to a friend. They tell your friend what is important to you. By sharing them, you help your friend know better.

    Sooner or later everyone needs understanding and help with each other. Something may go wrong at school. Talking about the problem can make it easier to solve. Turning to a friend can be a first step in solving the problem. So to be a friend you must listen and understand. You must try to put yourself in your friend's place so that you can understand the problem better.

    No two friendships are exactly alike. But all true friendships have three things in common. If you plan to keep your friends, you must practice honesty, generosity and understanding.

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一元钱

    呆呆地坐在灯下,我又想起那件我永远也忘不了的小时候的事。

    六岁的是个画画(迷  谜)。因为想得到一张洁白的画纸,我偷偷拿了母亲的一元钱。那个年代,一元钱可以买许多东西。钱到手后,我仍不敢用,藏在母亲的枕下。假如母亲发现了,我就说她记错了地方;假如没发现,我就得手了。

    早上拿的,心(虚  虑)的我一整天坐在教室里感到莫名其妙的惊慌。放学的铃声还没响完,我已跑出教室——我要把钱放回原处。还未进家门,我就看见母亲阴沉着脸,手里握着根竹条等着我与哥哩。

    母亲高举竹条,(历  厉)声问我:“是你偷了那一元钱?”“偷”这个刺耳的字眼令我心惊肉跳。细细的竹条,让我看了就感到害怕。“没有!”我一口否认。

    这时,哥也回来了。一听母亲也怀疑他偷了,涨红了脸大声(辩  辨)解。

    母亲望着这对都不承认的儿女拿不定主意。女儿成绩好,又文静;儿子不用功,还特爱搞破坏活动。哥自然成了重点怀疑对象。

    竹条不由分说打在哥身上。哥流着泪,不躲不闪,哭着喊:“不是我!”

    晚上,我哪能睡得着,躲在被窝里流泪。母亲走进来,望着另一个床上熟睡的哥,自责地说:“我的手怎么这么狠?”

    我一听,越发不可收拾,泪如泉涌……我可怜的哥,怎能不明不白地替我挨打呢?我掀开被窝,低声说:“                                  

这件事虽然判断不公,但是母亲的竹条帮着我与哥健康而正直地成长。