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　　On the morning of November 18, 1755, an earthquake shook Boston, Massachusetts．John Winthrop, a professor at Harvard College, felt the quake and awoke．“I rose, ”Winthrop wrote, “and lighted a candle, looked at my watch, and found it to be 15 minutes after four．”John Winthrop hurried downstairs to the grandfather clock．It had stopped three minutes before, at 4∶12．Except for stopping the clock, the quake had only thrown a key from the mantel(壁炉台)to the floor．

　　The clock had stopped because Winthrop had put some long glass tubes he was using for an experiment into the case for safekeeping．The quake had knocked the tubes over and blocked the pendulum(钟摆)．Winthrop, therefore, had the exact time that the earthquake had hit Boston．He looked at the key on the floor．The quake had thrown it forward in the direction of the quake’s motion by a shock coming from the northwest, perhaps in Canada．

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　　In the dining room of my grandfather’s house stood a massive grandfather clock．Meals in that dining room were a 　　1　　 for four generations to become one．The table was always 　　2　　 with food from wonderful family recipes(食谱)all 　　3　　 love as the main ingredient(成分)．And always that grandfather clock stood like a trusted old family 　　4　　, sharing our happiness．

　　As I was a child, the old clock 　　5　　 me．I watched and listened to it during meals．I 　　6　　 how at different times of the day, that clock would strike with a wonderful 　　7　　．Year after year, the clock struck a part of my of 　　8　　, a part of my heart．

　　Even more wonderful to me was what my grandfather did each day．He 　　9　　 wound that clock with a special and magic key, which 　　10　　 the clock ticking and striking．He never let that clock wind down and 　　11　　．When we grandkids got a little older, he showed us how to 　　12　　 the clock．

　　Several days after my grandfather died, I entered the dining room, with tears flowing 　　13　　．The clock stood desertedly 　　14　　, seeming smaller and not as magnificent as before．I couldn’t 　　15　　 to look at it．

　　Years later, my grandmother gave me the clock and the key．The old house was quiet．I opened the clock door with my shaking hand．Then 　　16　　, reverently(虔诚地)，I entered the key and wound the clock．It sprang to 　　17　　．Tick-tock, tick-tock, life and chimes were breathed 　　18　　 the dining room, into the house and into my 　　19　　．In the movement of the hands of the clock, my grandfather 　　20　　 again．

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