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Dear Caroline,

I am Li Hua, a member of our school radio station who takes charge of the English program “talk and talk”. I am writing to invite you to be our honorable guest next Wednesday.

Aimed at providing students with an opportunity to catch a glimpse of English culture, we always invite exchange students or foreign teachers to share with us authentic English customs from 12:00 to 13:00 every Wednesday. Due to students’ keen interest in festivals in Britain, would you please introduce some English festivals to us students next week?

Should you accept my invitation, it would be highly appreciated. Looking forward to your reply.

Yours sincerely,

Li Hua

Dear Caroline,

I’m Li Hua, who is in charge of our school English radio station. I’m writing to sincerely invite you to our program called Talk and Talk due to your great popularity.

Although our radio station was established for a short time, it has been well received since its inception and I firmly hold the belief that your participation will be icing on the cake. With regard to the topic，it can be various, ranging from personal experience to cultural differences，which can help broaden students’ horizon. The time for the interview had been scheduled for this Friday night from 7 to 9.

I would really appreciate it if you could spare your previous time to come. Looking forward to your earliest reply.

Yours sincerely,

Li Hua

Dear Caroline,

I’m Li Hua, in charge of the well-received English program named “Talk and Talk”in our school radio station. I’m writing with an interview invitation.

I embarked on the weekly 15-minute talk two years ago, which is aimed at bridging the culture differences between home and abroad. It is well known that you fancy travelling worldwide and have a good knowledge of different countries and regions. As a result, if it is convenient to you next Friday morning, we are expecting you to share with us diverse traditions and customs around the world.

Should you accept my invitation, we would surely have a wonderful talk show! Your early reply will be highly appreciated.

Yours sincerely,

Li Hua

Dear Caroline,

I’m Li Hua, a host of our school radio program “Talk and Talk”. I’m writing to invite you tojoin our program for a session.

Featuring a wild range of topics in and out of school, our program is a daily 15-minute interview with teachers or students, which wins the most popularity on campus.

It is your wonderful English teaching that draws our attention, so that we sincerely want you to be our guest to share your expertise on English learningnext Thursday.

Please draw me a few lines when available. Your reply would be highly appreciated!

Best wishes.

Yours sincerely,

Li Hua

Dear Caroline,

I’m Li Hua from the school radio show ‘Talk and Talk’. ‘Talk and talk’ isaweekly discussion show that covers a wide range of topics from student life to the most heatedissues around the world. Not only does it provide a platform for language learners to communicate with native guests, but it also helpslisteners gain an insight into the minds of Chinese youth.

Considering your reputation and your expertise on education, we sincerely invite you to be our guest for the next show. Our topic will be Chinese ‘Gaokao’, on which you can share us with your thoughts. You can also tell listeners about the American version of ‘Gaokao’ –SAT, and talkabout the differences between the two education systems.

The showstarts from 3:00 p.m. to 5:00 p.m. every Friday. You could come 10 minutes earlier so that we can brief you on the arrangement of the show.

With your participation, we will surely have a fantastic show. Your timely reply would be appreciated.

Yours sincerely,

Li Hua

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We sat down next to each other, but David wouldn't look at me. “You want to join them, don't you?” I whispered to him, trying to break the silence first. Hearing what I said, he raised his head slowly, looked into my eyes and attempted to say something, but failed. Patting him on the shoulder gently, I continued,” Anyone who always participates to his best deserves to have a try for himself.” This time, he nodded his head firmly, with his usual big toothy smile spreading across his face again.

I watched as David moved up to the starting line with the other runners. As the gun cracked, with all his strength, David swung his feet forward as fast as he could. However, it did not take long for him to fall behind others. Time wearing on, when some students became too exhausted to move forward，David kept stumbling forward at his unique pace，thus enabling him to pass several participants in the end. Hardly had he crossed the finishing line when I rushed to gather him in my arms, shouting, “Great job! I know you could make it!”. Still gasping for air, he choked, “Thank you! This is the first time that I has not finished last！”

We sat down next to each other, but David wouldn’t look at me.With his head down and eyes fixed on his feet, he sat quietly in dilemma. After what seemed a century, I asked, “You won’t give up, will you? Your long-term training and unceasing endeavor worth it!”Hearing what I said, he lifted his head, looked me into my eyes straightly and responded firmly, “Yes, I won’t give up! Even if there are would-be jeers, I will participate just for myself! ”He hobbled to his feet, walking towards the field. His small body, swaying from side to side, was full of determination and courage.

I watched as David moved up to the starting line with the other runners.The moment the starting signal was given, others rushed out like a bullet. Time flew by and the majority of the competitors reached the finishing line successfully, leaving David far behind. Despitethesignsofexhaustion, David ran at his own pace without stop. There was a short silence, followed by the deafening sound of cheering from the audience. Nearer and nearer came David! No sooner had David arrived at the destination than the thunderous applause from the crowd broke out! I welcomed him with our arms crossed. “You made it! I’m so proud of you!”Tears welling up in his eyes, his usual big toothy smile with triumph lit up his face. It was his determination and strong will power that made his big day!

We sat down next to each other, but David wouldn't look at me. I could obviously tell his shoulders were shaking slightly with timidity. “ Come on, boy. You are never the one who easily gives up.” I patted his back with tenderness. “ Can I?” The little boy raised his head, with tears sparkling in his blues eyes. “Of course. The only thing we have to fear is fear itself. So just do it.” I encouraged him in a firm voice. Choked with words, he just nodded his head, wearing his usual big toothy smile again. When the roll call was aired, he left with a brisk pace and waved back to me happily and confidently.

I watched as David moved up to the starting line with the other runners. He took a deep breath and made a crouch start. When the starting gun was fired, he sprinted forward with all his strength. His tiny body was rocking from side to side as he swung his feet. Tough as he was, he spared no efforts to reach the finishing line. Along the way, this courageous boy was greeted with rousing cheers, which soon turned into thunderous applause. Just as I had expected, he always did whatever to the best of his ability. It was his strong determination and perseverance that won our deepest respect.

We sat down next to each other, but David wouldn't look at me. Staring at his shoes stiffly, David sat silently with his one hand rubbing the other. “I know you want the run,” I put my palm on his back, patted with patience and persuaded him, “I saw you practice so hard for it and I believe you could do it!” Hearing my confirmation, David beamed with pleasure and stumbled towards the starting line.

I watched as David moved up to the starting line with the other runners. My frustration was replaced by satisfaction. “On your mark!” Every runner was in his position, and then rushed forward like a flash after hearing the starting pistol. Only David was left far behind. However, he spared no effort to catch up with the others, drops of sweat streaming down his cheeks, showing no sign of giving up. Ten minutes later than the last runner, David reached the finishing line and all the students cheered up for him. “That's my boy!” The coach came closer and proudly claimed. David showed his usual big toothy smile.

We sat down next to each other, but David wouldn't look at me. Head down, he bit his lip. It seemed that he was about to say something, hesitantly. “I know how hard it is to face the challenge, but your unwillingness to give up is written all over your face. What matters most is not going against the inner voice!” I broke the silence. Tears sprang to his eyes. “Will my participation...disgrace our school?” Suddenly it dawned on me what was bothering him. “Of course not! It is your praiseworthy courage and strong determination that make all of us proud!” Silent for a few seconds, he slowly stood up.

I watched as David moved up to the starting line with the other runners. The starting gun blasted and the runners darted off. Among them staggered a small figure. “Come on, David! We're proud of you!” I shouted. Beyond my expectation, kids from other schools passing by started to cheer for him. Warmth, together with the tender sunshine and the twittering birds, lingered in the forest. Being left behind, David kept running as hard as he could. Step by step, he was closer and closer to the finishing line. Finally, he did it! There came a shower of thundering applause! His big toothy smile was back. In the big cross-country run, the strong-willed boy crossed the barriers in his inner heart!

We sat down next to each other, but David wouldn't look at me.Nevertheless, I could discern frustration etched on his face, which tore at my heart. I wish I could say something that didn't border on a cliche. I ended up patting him on the shoulder. After what seemed like an eternity, David broke the silence. “Do you really think I can make it?”He asked in a low voice, Hearing this, my face lit up, knowing what I should say to him now. “Do you still remember the story of Zhou Xingchi's rising from obscurity to stardom?”He nodded. “Would he quit just because someone might laugh at him?”He didn't answer, but rose to his feet, his eyes showing determination strong enough to be easily seen.

I watched as David moved up to the starting line with the other runners. The minute the starting gun was fired, every runner shot forward like an arrow. It didn't take long before David laggedfar behind. His body swung from side to side, beads of sweat pouring down his face. But he wasn't showing any sigh of letting up. I was moved to the pointing of crying. As expected, David finished last, but I thought he was every bit extraordinary as the winner. Itwashis fighting spirit that impressedme most.