"Dear Santa,
Every year I look forward to December and tell you about the good things you did last year, sharing with you about your dreams in life as well as about the Christmas gift.
Yes, this year I have kept my promise to you that I will try my best. After a year, she had a first prize in mathematics through the school network, the best student at the school level, second prize in fine writing and the IOE contest. Especially, in the table of achievements last year was the first prize in the national mini-age.
I still remember how nervous I was last year when I was waiting to see the live coverage of your Christmas night cruise. In the afternoon of the 24th, the time lingered and, in spite of my impatience, I made several trips to my beloved village and his toy factory. The reindeer with the red Eudolph is also restless, knocking the nails repeatedly on the ice. Then, as time goes on, I remember the image of his chariot carrying soaring in the skyline of the deep blue sky carrying the joy of the little world. The blue sea is sparkling beneath.
As night fell, it was time for his car to fly past the first city. She looked very clearly on the computer screen every city he visited. Each image gives her a different feeling. Paris, London, Tokio or Beijing are full of light, but there are also poor and broken cities like Damas, Tripoli ...
However, when his car flies over, all the cities are brightly lit by the joy of the little ones. I also feel in that moment, the world as closer together, geographical boundaries, culture, joy, pain is blurred, only happy.
As my grandfather clocked at 12 o'clock, my computer screen showed "Hanoi, Vietnam" and I was very happy. He rushed to the balcony waiting for him but only saw a gift box out there. Your car is gone. My mother told him to hurry because it has to divide the joy for many other good children on Christmas night right?
I opened the gift box, including a sparkling star and his letter: "He gave me the brightest star in the sky. The star will always shine and bring good luck to you as long as you are a good baby. I read his letter and vowed to try to keep the star glistening.
Then I do not sleep well. That night, I dreamed that I was sitting in a carriage and flying in the sky with him, around me millions, millions of blue stars ... Throughout the night, I hung the star he donated outside the window for night The stars are not far from you in heaven. To this day, the star is still sparkling to show that he is still a good baby brother? My dear, this Christmas I want to ask you a book on astronomy and the universe. I dream of becoming an astronaut to be able to fly high to explore the immense sky that you and your grandfather had flew in the Christmas dream years ago.
Only 10 days left to Christmas. This year I will wear warm and go to the balcony waiting for him before offline. This year I was in 4th grade and I was taught embroidery at the beginning of the school year. I made a handkerchief for him a scarf. I want to give him a necklace to warm because Christmas Eve is very cold, he is sick, many good children will not have gifts. This year, when flying through his nephew he slowed down a bit. As a child, I dreamed once to have my neck hugged, touching his white beard as snow, saying, "Grandpa, I love you so much. I wish your dream would become a reality.
Your grandson:
TFBOYS
