When the Spring Festival falls, red flowers bloom(盛开)on the windows of my home, of course, these are not 1flowers. But in the cold of 2, these wonderful flowers bring warmth to us. They are made of paper by my 3, who is now aged 70. With a few cuts, she 4 a piece of paper into a beautiful work of art
When my grandma was considered clumsy(笨拙的)in the 5. But on a cold winter night, she saw some beautiful red paper 6on her new neighbor's windows. She was so interested in it and decided to 7 from her neighbor. Tons of paper was wasted, and her fingers were cut many times. But she 8 practicing. It took 10 years 9 my grandma could make paper art skillfully(娴熟地).The red flowers, blooming like burning fire, light up her world. Now, everyone in the village 10 her.
My grandma's story has shown me what it takes to realize one's dream.
