Mom is wrong with me.

In the morning, my mother and I finished washing, my mother asked me to buy food and breakfast, I went out to see: Yeah! White snow, so beautiful! Like a carpet.

I went up the stairs and said to my mother, "There is snow outside." Mom didn't believe me. When I looked at the window, there was snow. My mother said, "I miss you!" I said, "Nothing."

Second grade: Zou Lihui