The leaves were once again falling; autumn was once again with us. This morning I had received a phone call from a friend inviting me to a small party at her home, 小题1:I was delighted and happy to accept.

As soon as I 小题2:(step) into my friend’s garden, my eyes were 小题3:(instant) attracted by the chrysanthemums which were in full bloom. The 小题4:(fragrant) from these flowers filled the air and reminded 小题5:immediately of my parent’s garden in the past. I felt a lump (哽咽) 小题6: my throat as the sorrows went through my mind; my tears gathered and flowed down my face. The chrysanthemums made me think of my mother who 小题7:(pass) away only last autumn. I looked up to the sky because I knew she was now living in Zion, in the seventh heaven.

My mind floated back in memory. My mother had been a very hard-working 小题8:_ diligent woman with strong Chinese traditional virtues. We were a family of nine people — a large 小题9:with my parents, grandpa and grandma and us five children, three sons, two daughters. I was the youngest daughter born in小题10:1960s.