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　　Jenny likes her work with computers and can do a lot of clever things with them．

　　“Computers are really like 　　1　　 to me nowadays,” Jenny told her mother one day．“I can ask them questions, and they 　　2　　 just like people, but more politely and without arguing(争论), and you don’t have to 　　3　　 whether you are going to hurt their feelings．And they never lie!”

　　“I should hope not!” her mother answered．“It 　　4　　 a nice thing, doesn’t it?” “But can 　　5　　 of them think for themselves?”

　　“I’m afraid 　　6　　,” Jenny said．“you can get no more out of them than what you’ve put in．It’s called programming．But it’s wonderful what you can 　　7　　 them to do．”

　　“Well,” Jenny’s mother said, “I’d like to 　　8　　 whether you can program me one of them to give me some advice．”

　　“I hope so,” answered Jenny．“I’ll try it 　　9　　, what do you want advice about?”

　　“Well,” her mother answered, “I have 　　10　　 watches：one of them gains(走快)one second every minute, and the other has stopped and 　　11　　 start again．I would feel pleased if I know which I should 　　12　　．Do you 　　13　　 to ask one of your computers?”

　　Jenny laughed and answered, “That’s 　　14　　 to ask a computer, but I’ll do so．I’ll ask Donald．He’s my best 　　15　　．

　　The next evening when Jenny got home from 　　16　　, she said to her mother, “Donald advised you to keep 　　17　　 has stopped．”

　　“Really?” Jenny’s mother said．“　　18　　 did he advise that?”

　　“Because he pointed out that watch will 　　19　　 the right time once every twelve hours, 　　20　　 the other one will be right only once every five years．”

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　　Last Christmas while staying with my parents, I 　　1　　 across some old love letters that my parents wrote to each other．These letters were all piled up in a basket, dirty and 　　2　　 with dust．Deciding to read and sort them, I asked them if I could take the letters back to my Illinois home．They 　　3　　．

　　As I carefully opened each letter, 　　4　　 of them fragile with age, I discovered a new page 　　5　　 unknown to me in this private chapter of my parents' lives．

　　My father used to 　　6　　 in the army．So his letters were full of frontline 　　7　　 of the things about the war．Each of my mother's letters was marked with her 1944 dark red lipstick kiss．I was 　　8　　 to these letters like a magnet(磁铁)．

　　Just six weeks after our Christmas visit, Daddy became very 　　9　　 and was hospitalized．This time, he was fighting a 　　10　　 kind of war．As I sat by his bedside, we discussed the 　　11　　．He told me how much receiving those lipstick-kissed letters had 　　12　　 to him when he had been so far from home．

　　It so happened that the next day would be February 14．From the 　　13　　 letters I chose the card my father had sent Mother in 1944 and brought it to my father’s bedside．

　　At his bedside, I joked with him, saying 　　14　　, "Today is Valentine's Day, don’t you want to send Mother a present?" He became more 　　15　　 when I handed him the old 　　16　　．He carefully opened it and took out the card, and when he 　　17　　 it, his eyes were filled with tears．

　　My father, in a 　　18　　 tight with emotion(情感)read the loving message he'd sent to my mother fifty-six years 　　19　　．And this time, he could read it to her in 　　20　　．