Every Saturday evening I will chat with my parents and friends on line.
After my elaborate persuasions that I have all tutorials finished and I need some relaxing, my mother will give out a succession of questions, such as whether I’m accustomed to the new circumstance, what I usually have for three daily meals and how’s my study going. Then my father blink onto the screen. It’s interesting to talk with him for his sense of humor. Days are called back to my childhood: my father used to play jokes with me. He told funny stories and played games with me. One day I even dressed him up while he was sleeping. Now he is curious to tell me that my family members are all very well and I should concentrate on my study. He also tell me that he will go out hiking with mom this Sunday. I still remember we would go to mountains nearby to enjoy nature. I can imagine in my hometown as the spring comes the scenery must be very nice. Flowers must come out and the sun must smile to all the people. What a harmonious pattern. Then I told my parents to extreme extent, I want to taste my grandma’s dishes, who used to be a cooker. She cooks fish very nice. My parents have to comfort me that when I come home, I’ll be treated a family dinner
My message box rings with electric beeps. It turns out to be my classmates. I make queries how’s their holiday gathering going. They offer detailed answers. I get to know their changes and funny stories. Then we also talk about our high school, moving and stilling clear to me. One boy was very fond of singing. We used to hear his songs as soon as the bell rang. Our teachers and creative parties are also our topics.
Indeed our family and friends are our treasures. Because of their love, we feel no longer lonely. But everyone has to grow up and learn new knowledge. Hear I meet new friends and caring teachers. Let’s look forward and face our future with the strengths of treasure.
February 8, 2009
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