It happened about twenty years ago. I was on a very long flight, during1a voice from the radio said, "We won't serve drinks or the meal because we are facing a storm ahead. Please make your seat belts fastened (扣紧)."Many passengers became2, talking about it with each other. At once it became noisy in the plane.
Soon, lightening lit up the dark skies, and in moments the plane was like a boat on the river in the storm. One moment it was lifted up by the storm; the next, it was thrown as if it were to 3 onto the ground. All the passengers were scared. Some cried. Some prayed (祈祷). The future seemed hopeless. I doubted4we could make it through the storm or not.
Then I noticed the little girl next to me. Surprisingly, the storm seemed to mean 5to her. She was calm,6 a picture book. Sometimes she closed her eyes, then she would read again, but she never showed a 7of worry or fear. The little girl wasn't afraid at all while all the adults were scared to8. Finding me watching her, the girl smiled at me and said, "Don't worry. My father is the pilot. He is taking me home. Take it easy. He will take us home safely. " When the plane was9 danger, I smiled at the girl and she gave me a big smile in return. "I said my father10us home safely. "
Many kinds of storms may trouble us — illnesses, difficulties... They can easily darken our skies and throw our planes into hard times. Let us remember: Love is the pilot. It will help us out. So take it easy.
