According to the school’s demand, each students must write a letter to his/her parents.This is my daughter’s. Follows here some words. Records her growing trace, moved me deeply too, made me think more not only about education …….

Dear dad and mum:

        How do you do! Maybe you feel very surprised when you read the letter. To think carefully, this is really the first time to write to you. We all wrote letters quickly yesterday night, some classmates wrote with tears certainly. I don’t wanna be so weak,so don’t say some sentimental words here to you.

        You don’t know how vehement here’s competition. All students squeeze time to study hard. Many students get up earlier than the order, in order to study more before morning exercise. Teacher said it will get gastroptosis,but they don’t listen don’t fear. Some students only sleep for 10 mins at noon or don’t sleep at all. The classmate who got a behind 1000 line in last time but this time crushed into 500 line in this exam, he got up at 3:00,and back to bed before 5:00 in order to no finding by others. If we are the same base and the familiar wisdom, what we can compete only time.

        I wanna study liberal arts really. Whether what a result, I think I will go on well, at least I can’t give up on myself’s choice road. To be frank, to the physics,really very difficult to me. Just as you said, I will be headache when I saw the small gocart climing up and I must analysis how many powers push it. I have been grown up, in order to return your care, I must dash forward. Teacher said to us, changes usually are very painful. When I heard the words, often think of the scene of a caterpillar becomes into a butterfly, a fat big worm climbed out from its thick cocoon.

        I found I have changed. The first change is I can care myself’s life entirely. Such as washing, arrange my quilt in dark, finish my eating quickly, moving my heavy stuff…ect. I find I’m so talent originally.The second is I’m satisfied with myself’s small improving, just as no cutting score of our dormitory,having hot water, no coldness at night sleep, my wet hair drying quickly, no slipping down in the rainy day…All make me happy. Hehe, whether my change very big?

        I’m fine here. Don’t worry me please. Every phone my dear old dad always nagged many tiny things. Whether some funny? I’ve been not a little baby after all. Always think what like our home after my leaving? How about you both? Maybe some lonely and cheerless. But I will go back quickly on next month leave. Oh, my home can’t leave,really, don’t worry me more. Well, today just for these, paper is short,but my words is long. Bye.

        Your dear daughter

        Baby