DearWeiHua,
Howareyoudoing?
Inyourlastletteryouaskedmeaboutmynewschool.NowI'lltellyou.
ItisluckyenoughformetobeamemberofBeilunHighSchool.Itisabigscool.Alsoitisverynice.ItisbetterthanIexpected.
Nowitisautumn.Preservedpetalsofsweetosmanthuscomeout.
Itissweetyallthetime.WhenIpassthroughthem,THesmellbecomesstrongerandstronger.Ican'thelpstoppingtoenjoytheflowers.Whenthewindblows,thepetalswillfall,asifitissnowing,
IusedtostayathomeonsundayswhenIwasinmiddleschool.ButnowsometimeswehavetostayatschoolonSundays.Idont'tthinkit'sboring.BecauseIcanrelaxmyselfbetter.Icanseeafilm,playthecomputer,gotosleepandsoon.
Ilovemynewschool.ItisnotonlywhereIstudy,butalsotheplacewhereIenjoymyself.
Andwhataboutyourlifeinyournewschool?Couldyoutellme?
Bestwishes!
Yourssincerely,
ZhangHua