I was in arush as always, but this time it was for an?date I just corldn’t be late for!I found myself at a checkout counter behind ar?woman seeingly in no nuny as she paid for her groceries．A PhD student with not a lot of money, I had humied into the store to pick up some flowers．I was in a huge rush, thinking of my upconing evening．I did not want to be Late for this date．

　　We were in Boston, a place not always known for small conversation bitween strangers．The woman stopped unloading her basket and looked up at me．She smiled．It was a nice smile-warm and reasuring-and I retuned her gift by smiling back．

　　“Must be a special lady,” wboever it is that will be getting \those beautiful flowers．”she said．

　　“Yes, she’s speciao,” I said ,and then to my cnbarrassment ,the words kept coming out．“It‘s only our second dute, but somchow I am just having the feeling she’s‘the one，’”jokingly, I addcd,“The only problem is that I can’t figure out why she’d want to date a guy like me．”

　　“Well, I think she’s very lucky to have a boyfriend who buings her such lovely slowers and who is obviorsly in love with her,” the woman said．”My husband rscd to bring me flowers every week-even when tines were tough and we didn’t have much money．Those were incredible days; be was very romantic and-lf course- I miss him since he’s passed away．”

　　I paid for my flowers as se was gathering up her groceries．There was no doubt in my mind as I walked up to her．I touched her on the shoulder and said“You were right, you know．These flowers are indeed for a very special lady．”I hand??the fowes and thanked her tor such a mice conversation．

　　It took her a moment to realize htat I was giving her the flowers I had just purchased．“You have a wonderful evening ,”I said．I left het with a big smile and my heart warmed as I saw her smelling the beautiful flowers．

　　I remember being slightly late for my date that night and telling my girlfriend the above story．A couple of years later, when I finally worked up the courage to ask her to marry me, she told me that this stoty had hdlped to seal it for ber-that was the nigtht than I won her heart．

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　　I was in a rush as always, but this time it was for an important date I just couldn’t be late for! I found myself at a checkout counter behind an elderly woman seemingly in no hurry as she paid for her groceries．A PhD student with not a lot of money, I had hurried into the store to pick up some flowers．I was in a huge rush, thinking of my upcoming evening．I did not want to be late for this date．

　　We were in Boston, a place not always known for small conversation between strangers．The woman stopped unloading her basket and looked up at me．She smiled．It was a nice smile-warm and reassunring-and I retuned her gift by smiling back．

　　“Must be a special lady,” whoever it is that will be getting those beautiful flowers,” she said．

　　“Yes, she’s special,” I said, and then to my embarrassment, the words kept coming out．“It‘s only our second date, but somehow I am just having the feeling she’s ‘the one ，’”jokingly, I added, “The only problem is that I can’t figure out why she’d want to date a guy like me．”

　　“Well, I think she’s very lucky to have a boyfriend who brings her such lovely flowers and who is obviously in love with her,” the woman said．”My husband used to bring me flowers every week-even when times were tough and we didn’t have much money．Those were incredible days; he was very romantic and-of course- I miss him since he’s passed away．”

　　I paid for my flowers as she was gathering up her groceries．There was no doubt in my mind as I walked up to her．I touched her on the shoulder and said “You were right, you know．These flowers are indeed for a very special lady．” I handed the flowers and thanked her for such a nice conversation．

　　It took her a moment to realize that I was giving her the flowers I had just purchased．“You have a wonderful evening,” I said．I left with a big smile and my heart warmed as I saw her smelling the beautiful flowers．

　　I remember being slightly late for my date that night and telling my girlfriend the above story．A couple of years later, when I finally worked up the courage to ask her to marry me, she told me that this story had helped to seal it for her-that was the night than I won her heart．

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　　I paid 30 yuan for a watermelon the other day．When I ate it at home I found it more bitter than sweet．I was 　　1　　 to throw it away for it cost me money 　　2　　．But to eat it was a 　　3　　 thing no better than tasting goldthread(黄连)

　　Things like this 　　4　　 occur in our daily life．For example, last week when going on a tour we failed to find the 　　5　　 we had been seeking．　　6　　 we were so uncomfortable as if on pins and needles(如坐针毡)．In such a case we had better 　　7　　 home immediately, but most of us tourists still chose to 　　8　　 our way until we finished visiting all the scenic spots, 　　9　　 actually we did not quite enjoy them．

　　If we 　　10　　, we'll get nothing; we would have spent money 　　11　　．If we don't give up, what we've got is something to cause suffering or pain, or 　　12　　 disaster．Since that's the case, why are we still unwilling to 　　13　　 with it?The only 　　14　　 is：it means money．

　　Then what 　　15　　 does money contain?Its importance lies in none 　　16　　 the following two aspects：(1)it can be used for our living;(2)it can be used for daily life．When a sum of money that should be able to obtain joy or enjoyment is certain to 　　17　　 the purpose, isn't it wise to give it up?Isn't it a sort of 　　18　　 for money-spending or even for enjoying ourselves?

　　To abandon and forget a sum of money that is to be of no value or to produce 　　19　　 values can be counted as 　　20　　 value of money．Isn't it so?

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