When I grow up I want to be an artist. I want to use my colorful pencil to draw this wonderful world to everyone.

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 help. As a result I want to be a artist. Even 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.

When I grow up I want to be an artist. What about you? What’s your dream?