Dear dad and mum,
Today is Thanksgiving Day,so I want to write a letter to you.I know you are kind and helpful to me.You cook meals and wash clothes for me every day.At the weekend,you often prepare some of my favorite food.Sometimes you also help me with my lessons.I know you are very strict with me,but when I make a mistake,you first listen to me and then have a talk with me instead of just complaining about it.You always try to understand me.I think that is a good way for a child to grow up.With your care,I am living and studying happily,so I want to say "I love you,dad and mum" .
Yours
Baby
Dear Gack
How are you? I am Mike,I am 14 yaars old and my birthday in November ,I can speak Chinese and a little Franch .I am from China. I want to be a doctor , I think it will help many people and it is very cool in a white unifrom ,I live in lin tong.
how about you?can you wrte to me soon?
Yours,
Li Hua
Such is sons’ nature; I really do not know how to express my thanks to you. However, I can imagine, on the day 18 years ago, when you gave birth to me, what a complex feeling you had. In the past few years, every day you struggle me up in the morning and prepare breakfast for me, then in the afternoon, you always welcome your only son with delicious foods after a day‘s hard work. Now your son has been 18 and will go to university soon, like a bird is leaving its parents. Nevertheless, your footprints on my heart will never ever fade and I love you mum!
your son
Dear Future Husband,
I'm not yet sure whether you exist, though I'd like to believe that you do. While it may not make much logical sense, you've been on my mind lately. I haven't thought much about what you'll look like, how tall you'll be, or what type of car you'll drive — I'm not too concerned with the minor details. However, I have been thinking about a few things I want you to know.
I want you to know that I am happy — right now — as a single, 26-year-old "millennial" who lives in a small apartment with a roommate and eats Chipotle for dinner more times than I care to admit. I love my job, I love my crazy friends and family, and I love spending quality time alone. I want you to know that my life has purpose apart from and before you. When we do meet one day, I want you to understand that I do not expect you to complete me, or to be my God. That's way too much pressure for anyone to bear. I am already complete.
I want you to know that I am not a trophy. Apparently, a lot of guys think this is a compliment. However, I want you to know that I have no desire to be seen as a trophy — a symbol of your own perceived success. I was not raised just to sit and look pretty on anybody's shelf. I want to have intellectual conversations. I want to help you chase your dreams. I want to be your partner, not your prize.
Yours truly,
Perfectly Imperfect Me.
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