Once upon a time, there was a rich man. Each morning, the rich man found a poor man sitting a bench in the park. The poor man always sat there, looking at the big hotel in which the rich man lived. One day, the rich man got of his car and said to the poor man,
"Excuse me. I want (know) why you sit here and look at my hotel every morning." "Sir," " said the poor man, "I am a failure. I (have) no money, no family and no home. I sleep on this bench, and every night I dream that one day I will sleep in that hotel." The rich man said, "Tonight your dream will come true. I'll pay the best room in that hotel for you a whole month. "
A few days later, the rich man went into the poor man's room to ask him how he (feel) in it. To his surprise, he found that the man (move) out of the hotel back to his bench. When the rich man asked why, he said, "You see, while I (sleep) on my bench, I dream I am there in the big hotel. It's a wonderful dream. But while I (be) there, I dreamed I was back to this cold bench. It was a terrible dream, and I (can not) get any sleep at all."
