I can relay it to him when Santa comes

Another Christmas, it is the twelfth Christmas. Standing in the rustle of the school entrance, I feel the city has no noise of the past, everything is so logical. For the Chinese, this western festival is always a little sensational and return to the right path is the right way. However, for some little hope, we are neglected.

Finally I saw my son came out of school from the evening. Tall and skinny look, a pair of dripping eyes looked around, fixed in my face, angrily, indicating that I keep up with his pace. I stepped forward to pull his hand, looked up at him, there are some childish face, mouth up, as if yesterday I took his hand out of the kindergarten door. Time is just a twisting waist, I will be stuck in his shoulder below.
"Dear Mom, do you really say Santa Claus?" The question has been over many times, and before he would hug him to explain why Santa Claus did not appear. However, the fairy tale always turns into a sword in some reality and opens the veil of gentleness. I do not know how to answer for a time.

Time back to his son five years old. After I told him the story of Santa Claus, he blinked his little eyes: "Then I can make a wish?" I said yes, as long as you have thought of something, Santa Claus can move. "Can children all over the world? "Yeah, so you have to think about whether Santa Claus is moving. "I patted his little hand." Your wishing may tell Mom that I can relay it to him when Santa comes. "So this little wish became our secret.

When he was five, he wanted a looper. When he fell asleep, I quietly put Tuo Lo on his feet. The next morning he whispered with my hand and said, "Mom, Santa Claus is really here.You see!" He held Tuolu with a big crack in his mouth, his eyes bent at me, Amazing and ecstatic. "It seems to say thank you." "Well, still my mom helped me to relay it." visit this page | more tips here | official source | my link | browse around this site | he said | other | more info here