Kevin and his friend Mike loved to play soccer and they often met at the old bench after school. They couldn't 1a real soccer ball, but Mike had made a ball out of old socks and plastic tape. It was not beautiful, but it worked well. Mike was not a good player, yet the two friends kicked and ran until the sun turned the sky pale2.
One afternoon, the home-made ball was spinning across the grass when it was3stopped by someone. It was Steven, a strong soccer player.
"Look at you two with your4ball and old trainers," Steven laughed and said.
The next day was Kevin's birthday, and his uncle bought him a pair of new trainers and a new soccer ball.
That afternoon, Steven5Kevin to play soccer. Kevin did not want Mike to go with them. Mike's trainers were old and he had little6for soccer. When the game was over, Kevin walked past the old bench where Mike was sitting. He walked on and did not look7.
One afternoon as Kevin walked past the old bench, he saw something8under it. He looked closer and found that it was the home—made ball. Kevin felt sad. As his sadness turned to9, he kicked his new soccer ball into the air. Up it flew, higher and higher, until it was a small dot (点) in the sky. Kevin walked to the bench and picked up the home-made ball.
Holding it in his hands, he sat down on the old bench and10.
