The enemy had got me．I was sure that I would be 1 ．I became terribly nervous．I 2 in my pockets to see if there were any 3 ．I found one．But I had no matches．They had taken those．
I looked 4 the bars(铁窗)at my jailer(狱卒)．He did not make eye contact with me．I 5 out to him, “Have you got a light?” he looked at me, shrugged and 6 to light my cigarette．
7 he came close and lit the match, his eyes met with mine．At that moment, I 8 ．I don't know why I did that．Perhaps it was because, when you get very close, it is 9 not to smile．
At that moment, it was as though a spark(火花)jumped between our 10 ．I know he didn't want to, but he smiled back．He 11 my cigarette．
“Do you have 12 ?” he asked．
“Yes, here．”I took out the picture of my family．He, 13 ,took out a picture of his family and began to talk about his plans and 14 for them．
My eyes filled with tears．I said that I was 15 that I'd never see my family again．Tears came to his eyes ,too．Suddenly he unlocked my cell(牢房)and 16 led me out．Out of the jail．Out of the town．Then he let me free．
My life was 17 by a smile．Yes, the smile–the unplanned, 18 connection between people．I really believe 19 that part of you and that part of me could recognize each other, we wouldn't be 20 ．There would be no hate or envy or fear．