"What's the matter, Mom?" As soon as I enter the door, I find that my mother is1, It's unusual. She usually opens the door and welcomes me with a smile. "She's dying, "Mom says sadly. I2what she says. The tulip (郁金香), mother's3is dying. A month ago, we moved into our new house and Mom bought a very beautiful tulip.
Mom liked it very much. When she was free, she would sit in her armchair beside the tulip and enjoyed its beautiful color4sweet smell. She treated it like a baby and looked after it5.She put the tulip by the6so that it can get enough sunshine. The first thing she did when she got up every morning was to7the tulip. Mom also fertilized（施肥）it many times. She hoped that with great care, the tulip would become beautiful and8.But the tulip was dying9too much sunshine, water and fertilizer.
It's true that mother loved the tulip, But this kind of love10be harmful because love can sometimes kill what you love.
