When I was about 12 years old, I really wanted a new bike! I 31 my parents my birthday wish, and I knew 32 little hope because my family could hardly have that money.

33 my birthday my parents told me they had my gift outside in the back yard. At once I rushed out to the yard. There was my bike, but it wasn’t the bike 34 I thought it would be. This one was pink, old and worn with age. It was so 35_! I thought I hurt my parents’ feelings because I could see the disappointment on their faces and I was sure they could see it on 36 . I got on the old bike and rode it, feeling bad that I had made my parents feel this way. So I put on a smile, rode as 37 as I could and didn’t look back...

As time went by, I began to understand I 38 something much more than just a rusty（生銹的）old bike. My parents gave me a life lesson about love. When you give something out of love, it doesn’t matter what it is in fact. What matters is the love that is in it. I like to remember this story 39 giving a gift is not about money. It’s about how much love you can feel from it. Do 40 , a gift that costs two dollars isn’t any less valuable（有價值的）than one that costs one hundred dollars, or even more.