SometimesIreallydoubtwhetherthereislovebetweenmyparents.Everydaytheyareverybusytryingto36inordertopaythehightuitionformybrotherandme.Theydon’tactinthe37waysthatIreadinbooksorIseeonTV.In

　　SometimesIreallydoubtwhetherthereislovebetweenmyparents.Everydaytheyareverybusytryingto 36 inordertopaythehightuitionformybrotherandme.Theydon’tactinthe 37 waysthatIreadinbooksorIseeonTV.Intheiropinion,“Iloveyou”istoo 38 forthemtosay.SendingflowerstoeachotheronValentine’sDayisevenmoreoutof39 .

　　Oneday,mymotherwassewingaquilt.Isatdownbesideher.“Mom,Ihaveaquestiontoaskyou.Isthere 40 betweenyouandDad?”Iaskedherinaverylowvoice.Shedidn’tanswerimmediately.She 41 herheadandcontinuedtosewthequilt.

　　IwasveryworriedbecauseIthoughtIhad 42 her.Iwas 43 andIdidn’tknowwhatIshoulddo.ButatlastIheardmymothersaythefollowingwords:

　　“Susan,”shesaidthoughtfully,“Lookatthisthread．Sometimesit 44 ,butmostofitdisappearsinthequilt.Thethreadreallymakesthequilt 45 .Iflifeisaquilt,thenloveshouldbeathread．Itcanhardlybeseen 46 ,butit’sreallythere.Loveis 47 .”

　　IlistenedcarefullybutI 48 heruntilthenextspring.Atthattime,myfathersuddenly 49 seriously.Mymotherhadtostaywithhiminthehospitalforamonth.Whentheyreturnedfromthehospital,theybothlooked 50 .Itseemedbothofthemhadhadaseriousillness.Aftertheywereback,everydayinthemorninganddusk,mymotherhelpedmyfather 51 onthecountryroad．

　　“Dad,howareyoufeelingnow?”Iaskedhimoneday.

　　“Susan,don’t 52 me.”hesaidgently.“Totellyouthetruth,Ijustlikewalkingwithyourmom.” 53 hiseyes,Iknowhelovesmymotherdeeply.

　　OnceIthoughtlovemeantflowers,giftsand 54 .Butfromthisexperience,Iunderstandt