Night, the quiet stars of the sky in several places at naughty water blinking eyes, flashing like a few stones at the moon issued a faint light, as if covered with a layer of , dim and mysterious. I am lying in bed, the immediate a beauty, a gentle breeze blowing softly, as if the warmth of her mother\'s hand, gently stroked me, with me into the sweet dreams.
soft moonlight at my body, I suddenly feel that there is little to hold me gently, unconsciously put to me a beautiful big garden. Open all kinds of garden flowers, colorful, snakes.
Are surprised at my eyes all the time behind the voice of a kind: \"Hello, little girl.\" \"Hello, old lady. What is this place?\" \"There are hundred garden, came here guests, we will help her achieve a wish. \"
I could not believe my ears, opening their eyes widely and curiously ask: \"You are the Really Say?\" The old lady gently nod point.
\"Tomorrow is Mother\'s Day, I want to give the mother a carnation house, can I?\" \"Can, of course.\" The old lady smiled and said, \"You are a child of filial piety.\" The old lady handed me a leaf that the home As long as I put a drop of water droplets in the leaves on clearance, I desire to be able to achieve the. A breeze to hold me gently, blink of an eye, I returned to the familiar window. I quickly drop the cargo at the leaves, the moment every corner of the house are filled with beautiful carnations, red, white, purple, pink and orange ... ... for all kinds of emitting a fresh carnation aromatic. I am intoxicated with the ... ...
\"Enron, got up! It to do what dream? Such a sweet smile.\" Ah! This is a dream that!
Dear Mother, I must put this dream into a reality!
Mother\'s Day arrived, and my students write an essay layout, as a result, many in class essay in this essay come to the fore, because of its innovative ideas! She did not like to write like other children how to give the mother had holiday, but in a unique way of thinking has attracted my attention.
Mother\'s Day dream, put his mother\'s love into this beautiful dream.
Clean language, writing free and easy, delicate thoughts, deep sense of love, between characters in each of flow, so that we are the mother of the girls love deeply.
Yes, deep love. Carnations from our house that is enough to feel.
\"Dear Mother, I must want this dream into a reality!\" This oath is not correct beauty represents the beauty of her heart of hearts ?