It was 1 time at the village school. After the bell rang, the children ran out into the sunshine playing with fun and laughter.
All but 2 Davy. He came out 3 and very slowly, but he was not 4. He was thinking of the 5 words that his classmates said about his old clothes. Poor Davy had no father, and his mother had to work 6 to keep him at school.
That night, he went home by the path that went across the 7. He still felt 8. Just then his teacher came along. She saw 9 it was, and stopped, saying kindly, "What is the matter, Davy?"
He did not speak, but tears (眼泪) began to start. Then he 10 her all his trouble.
When his story 11, she said, "I have a plan, Davy, that I think will help you. How would you like to be a little flower merchant?"
"And 12 money?" said Davy. "That would be 13. But where 14 I get my flowers?"
"Right in the fields," said his teacher. "Pick and bring them all to my house, and I will help you arrange them."
So, day after day, Davy looked for beautiful flowers in the fields. He 15 made enough money to buy new clothes.
