I stood in my grandmother’s garden with my son. He had a bottle of bubbles. You know the ________: it’s mainly soapy water with a plastic loop on one end. You dip(浸) the loop in the bottle, pull it out, and blow it to make bubbles. My son dipped and dipped and blew and blew but ________ to blow bubbles. He handed me the bottle and loop and asked me, “Daddy, can you make bubbles?”

I hadn’t blown bubbles in years. But I am a chemist by education. I have developed several shampoos, so I ________ the science of bubbles.

But all that knowledge was ________ useful when trying to blow bubbles from a loop with soapy water. I had no more success than my son.

I would dip and blow, but there were no bubbles, the soapy film on the loop would just ________ without forming any bubbles.

After several attempts(尝试), I tried a ________ method. Instead of blowing on the loop of soapy water, I gently breathed on it. My son cried with pleasure as a big beautiful bubble formed and ________ away.   

I ________ to him, “Son, you shouldn’t blow hard. Instead, you should breathe gently on the loop to make bubbles.”

He gave up trying to make big bubbles by blowing hard and ________ my advice.

There are some things that you can get with force, but there are other things like love and respect that only come with the gentleness of a soft breath. The ________ something is to higher spirit, the more it is like bubbles; it can’t be forced. Blow beautiful bubbles; breathe easy.