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Several times my daughter had telephoned to say, "Mother, you must come to see the daffodils(水仙花)before they are over．” I wanted to go, but it was a two－h(huán)our 1 from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead．"I will come next Tuesday, " I promised, a little 2 , on her third call．
Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy． 3 , I had promised, and so I drove there．When I finally walked into Carolyn's house and hugged and 4 my grandchildren, I said, " 5 the daffodils, Carolyn! The road is 6 in the clouds and fog, and there is nothing in the world except you and these children that I want to see．"
My daughter smiled 7 and said, "We drive in this all the time, Mother．It's all right, Mother, I promise．You will never 8 yourself if you miss this experience．"
After about twenty minutes, we turned onto a small road and I saw a small church．On the far side of the church, I saw a hand-lettered 9 that read, "Daffodil Garden"．
We got out of the car and 10 took a child's hand, and I followed Carolyn down the path．
Then, we turned a corner of the path, and I 11 and gasped(驚嘆)．Before me lay the most wonderful sight．It looked 12 someone had taken a great vat(桶)of gold and 13 it down over the mountain peak and slopes．There were five acres of flowers．"But who has done this?" I asked Carolyn．“It's just one woman”, Carolyn answered．“That's her home．”
Carolyn 14 to a well-kept A-frame house that looked small and modest in the midst of all that 15 ．We walked up to the house．On the patio([露臺(tái)), we saw a(n) 16 " Answers to the Questions I Know You Are Asking" was the 17 ．
The first answer was a simple one．"50, 000 bulbs(莖)," it read．The second answer was, "One 18 by one woman．Two hands, two feet, and a very little brain．" The third answer was, " 19 in 1958．"
I thought of this woman whom I had 20 met, who, more than forty years before, had begun－one bulb at a time－to bring the beauty and joy to the mountain top．
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