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Peter lost his two favourite persons. He felt no hope in the world and to alcohol(酒精). Then Peter became an alcoholic(酒鬼). As he drank more, Peter began to lose he had---his home, his land and his work. Finally, Peter died in a San Francisco room. When I heard of Peter’s death, I thought he was a and wasted his life. As time went by, I began to know I once thought was wrong. I knew Peter’s little son, Ernie. He is one of the kindest, most caring, most loving men I have ever known. I watched Ernie with his children and saw the love them. I knew that kindness and caring had to somewhere. I never heard Erine talk much about his father.
One day I asked him, ‘ I’m really puzzled by something. I know your father was the only one to raise you. What on earth (究竟) did he do to make you become such a special person?’ Ernie sat quietly and smiled for a few . Then he said, “When I was a child, Al came into my room every night, gave me a kiss and said, ‘I love you, son.’ ”
Tears came into my .Al had not left any money , but he had been a kind, loving father, and he left behind a legacy(遗产) of love.
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| Al was a potter (制陶工). He had a wife and two sons. One night, his older son got a stomachache. At first, Al and his wife thought the boy just got a bad cold, so they didn't take it seriously. But it was not a cold. It was terrible appendicitis (阑尾炎), and the boy died suddenly that night. Knowing the death could not 1 if he had taken the illness seriously, Al was very sad and was full of guilt (罪恶感). Then his wife couldn't stand the thing, so she left him alone 2 his six-year-old younger son. Al lost his two favorite persons. He felt no hope in the world and 3 to drink wine. Then Al became an alcoholic (酒鬼). As he drank more, Al began to lose 4 he had-his home, his land and his work. Finally, Al died alone in a San Francisco room. When I heard of Al's death, I thought he was a loser and he wasted his life. As time went 5 , I realized that I had made a serious mistake. Then I began to know 6 I once thought was wrong. I knew Al's little son, Ernie a lot. He is one of the kindest, most caring, most loving men I have ever known. I watched Ernie with his children and saw the deep love 7 them. I knew that the kindness and caring had to 8 somewhere. I never heard Ernie talk much about his father. One day I asked him, 'I'm really 9 by something. I know your father was the only one to raise you. What on earth (究竟) did he do to make you become such a special person?' Ernie sat in the chair quietly and smiled for a few 10 . Then he said, 'When I was a child, Al came into my room every night, gave me a kiss and said, "I love you, son."' Tears came to my eyes. Al had not left any money behind, but he had been a kind, loving father, and he left behind a legacy (遗产) of love to Ernie.
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