Task 2: Choose the best answer ( 根据短文内容,选择最恰当的答案 ) ( 词数: 384) “BANG!” the door caused a reverberation. It was just standing there, with Father standing on one side, and I on the other side. We were both in great anger. “Never set foot in this house again!” my father said aloud. With tears welling up in my eyes, I rushed out of the house and ran along the street. The street lights were shining, causing a rather sad feeling. A young father who held a child in his arms walked past me. I felt as if I saw my childhood from another space: happy and thinking nothing. But now... I don’t know if it is because I have grown up or because Dad is getting old. We differ in our ways of thinking. We are just like two people coming from two different worlds. It feels like there is a door between us that can never be opened. I didn’t know where to go at all. My heart was frozen on this hot summer night. As I walked on there were fewer and fewer people on the streets, until I had only the street lights to keep me company. When I finally reached the house in which I lived, I saw that the light was still on. I thought to myself: “Is Father waiting for me, or is he still angry with me?” In fact, it was nothing. Perhaps, Dad was throwing away some of his old stamps. Perhaps he thought they were useless. I never had the courage to tell him that I liked collecting stamps. I can’t stand his words: “I can’t throw you away, let alone these old papers?” All the lights were off except Father’s. Dad was always like this. Maybe he didn’t know how to express himself. This was how he always was. After every argument, when I fell asleep, he went to my bedroom to see me and sat for a long time. The light was still on. “ Am I wrong? ” I thought, maybe... With the key in my hand, I was as nervous as I had ever been. At last, I decided to open the door. As soon as I opened the door, tears ran down my face. I suddenly realized that the door between us did not exist at all. Love — it’s second to none. ( )1. ____ made the writer think of his childhood. A. The sight of the street lights. B. The sight of the empty street. C. The sight of a father with a child in his arms. D. The sight of light in his own house.