when i grow up, i want to be an artist. i want to use my colorful pencil to draw this wonderful world to *ryone.
some years ago, i did not know how to use the pencil to draw the picture for my mother and my father. one day, i found i could draw animals, people, mountains, seasons with the colorful pencils with teacher’s *. as a result, i want to be a artist. *n though this dream is very small, but i still make my effort. i can study drawing hardly from now on. an then i think my dream will come true.
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