a letter to mom and dad

Dear Mom and Dad:

Greetings!

Since I was born, you have been taking care of me for 11 years. In your heart, I am a little, innocent, cute and humorous little angel, but do you know? In my heart, there is a little secret. This is what I have hidden in my heart since the last five years. I have been afraid to say it when I am timid. I will take this opportunity to tell you this secret today. I hope that you have It is revealed, otherwise it is in the heart, so boring.

Can you remember? When you were young, you loved me. On Sundays, you often take me to the countryside to play and play in the small river. Usually, every morning, you will help me with a lunch box, one to help me with my backpack, and with my warm big hand holding my delicate little hand, come back from school, you will accompany me to help me with my homework, one for I cook rice. After dinner, you often take my hand and take me out to play.

In the winter, the weather turned cold. After my mom got off work, I gave me a sweater without tiredness. When my father came back from a business trip, I always bought me some cotton clothes and delicious snacks, and a lot of fun. The little friends who often play in my house, I am envious of all this.

When I think about it, your deep love for my sea has become a warm memory in my daughter's heart. Compared to now, your love seems to have changed a lot.

Let me give you an example. Like one night last summer, I sat alone at my desk and wrote homework. In a blink of an eye, more than an hour passed. The whole summer homework was completely wiped out through my struggle. I took a deep breath and comfortably. Stretched a lazy waist, got up and went to the living room to drink saliva and take a break.

But who knows, as soon as I opened the door, your persuasion education began again: "How long have you been studying, how come out again!" Do you know? At that time, my heart was filled with anger at the moment, I really wanted to talk back to you. In your mind, no matter how long I use it when I study, you may think that it is only a quarter of an hour.

Mom and Dad, do you know? I need more time to be with you, I really want to be like the hour, the three of us share our own time together. Mom and Dad, you are responsive to me when I am in the hour, but now I just want to enjoy the good times with you? Mom and Dad, I understand the eagerness of your daughter-in-chief, but please understand me.

I wish you all: work well and be healthy.

Your daughter: Wang Sen

June 2006