It was a cold and rainy day. I had no 1 to drive up the winding mountain road to my daughter Carolyn's house. But she 2 I come to see something at the top of the mountain.
3as I was, I made the two-hour journey 4 the fog that hung like veils (面纱). By the time I saw how 5it was near the summit, I had gone too far away. Nothing could be worth this, I 6 as I drove slowly along the dangerous highway.
"I'll stay for lunch, but I'm heading back as soon as the fog 7." I announced. "But I want you to drive me to the garage to pick 8 my car." Carolyn said. "How far is it?" I asked. She replied:" About three minutes and I'll drive you there."
After ten minutes on the mountain road, I looked at her 9. "I thought you said three minutes." She smiled. " This is a detour (绕行路线)." Turning down a narrow track, we parked the car and got out. We walked a long path that was thick with pine trees. Gradually the peace and silence of the place began to fill my mind. Then we turned a corner and stopped. I was 10.
From the top of the mountain to the folds and valleys 11 several acres of daffodils (水仙花) rich in a variety of colors. It looked as if God had painted something gorgeous in front of us. Many questions 12 my mind. Who created such beauty? Why? How? As we approached the home that stood in the centre of the property, we saw a 13 that read: " Answers to the Questions I know you are asking." The first answer was: "One Woman-Two Hands, Two Feet, and Very Little Brain." The second was: " One at a Time." The third: "Started in 1958."
As we drove home, I was so 14 by what we had seen. I could 15speak. "She changed the world." I finally said, "one bulb (水仙球茎) at a time. She started almost 40 years ago, probably just the beginning of an idea, and she 16at it.
The 17 of it would not let me go. I said:" Imagine if I'd had a 18 and worked on it, just a little bit every day, what might I have 19? Carolyn looked at me sideways, smiling. "20 tomorrow," she said. "Better yet, start today."
