Question

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Every year on my birthday,from the time I turned 12,a white gardenia was delivered to my house.No card came with it,Calls to the flower-shop were not helpful at all.after a while i stopped trying to discover the senders name and just delighted in the beautiful white flower in soft pink pa-per.
but i never stopped imagining who the giver might be.some of my happiest moments were spent daydreaming about the sender. My mother encouraged these imaginings.Shed ask me if there was someone for whom i had done special kindness,Perhaps it was the old man across the street whose mail Id delivered during the winter.AS a girl, though,i had more fun imagining that it might be a boy i had run into

Answer 1

我从12岁时，每一年我的生日，都会有一朵白色的栀子花送到我家。没有卡片跟它一起，到花店铺去问也没得到答案。过了一些日子，我不再试图去发现发件人的名字，只是很高兴的看着在柔软的粉色纸里的美丽的白花。
但我一直在想象谁可能是送礼者。我最快乐的时光，有些是花在了思考有关发件人。我的母亲鼓励这些想象。她问我是否有为他做了特别的善良的事，也许是在冬天里帮助过的一位过街老人。作为一个女孩，虽然，我更喜欢想象，这可能是个我遇到的男孩子

Answer 2

从我12岁时起，每年我过生日的时候，就有一支白色的栀子花送到我家。花上没有卡片，由此看来花店一点也不配合。。。。。。文章不完整，先译到这里。