Every year on my birthday, from the time I turned twelve, a white gardenia was d

Every year on my birthday, from the time I turned twelve, a white gardenia(栀子花) was delivered to my house. No card or note came with it.  36  to the flower shop were always useless－it was a cash   37  . After a while I stopped trying to   38   who the sender was and just delighted in the beauty and perfume of the white flower. But I never   39   imagining who the sender might be. Some of my   40   moments were spent daydreaming about it.

My mother asked me whether there was someone for whom I had done a(n) 41    kindness who might be showing   42  . Perhaps the neighbor I helped when she was  43  a car full of groceries (杂货). Or maybe it was the old man   44   the street whose mail I helped to get during the   45   so he wouldn’t have to venture down his icy steps. As a teenager,   46  , I had more fun guessing that it might be a   47   who had noticed me   48   I didn’t know him.

One month before my high school graduation, my father died of a heart attack. He was   49   some of the most important events in my life. I became completely   50   in my upcoming graduation and the dance. When my father died, I   51   the dance and the dress for it. The day before the dance, I found a dress on the sofa. I didn’t   52   if I had a new dress or not, but my mother did.

She wanted her children to feel   53   and lovable, imaginative, believing that there was a magic in the world and   54   in the face of hard times. Actually mother wanted her children to see themselves much like the gardenia－lovable,   55   and perfect. The gardenia stopped coming when my mother died. (304)

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36-40 ABDBC  41-45 ADCAD  46-50 ADBCB  51-55 ACDBB