In the dining room of my grandfather’s house stood a massive grandfather clock. Meal

 In the dining room of my grandfather’s house stood a massive grandfather clock. Meals in that dining room were a   36  for four generations to become one. The table was always   37  with food from wonderful family recipes（食谱）all containing   38  as the main ingredient（成分）. And always that grandfather clock stood like a trusted old family   39  , sharing our happiness.

As I was a child, the old clock  40  me. I watched and listened to it during meals. I   41  how at different times of the day, that clock would strike with a wonderful   42  . Year after year, the clock struck a part of my   43  , a part of my heart.

Even more wonderful to me was what my grandfather did each day. He 44 wound that clock with a special and magic key, which 45 the clock ticking and striking. He never let that clock wind down and  46 . When we grandkids got a little older, he showed us how to  47 the clock.

Several days after my grandfather died, I entered the dining room, with tears flowing 48 . The clock stood desertedly 49 , seeming smaller and not as magnificent as before. I couldn’t 50 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   51  , reverently（虔诚地）, I entered the key and wound the clock. It sprang to  52  . Tick tock , tick tock, life and chimes were   53  into the dining room, into house and into my  54  . In the movement of the hands of the clock, my grandfather   55  again

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