When I was a little girl, my mum and dad told me that if I planted something in spring, I could get1in autumn.
At the age of six, when I was eating a big apple, something hard (硬) pressed against (挤压) my tongue (舌头). What was it? It was a tooth!
I was afraid. I2and ran to my grandma's room. She picked up the tooth and said, "Don't worry, dear. It's a baby tooth. You will have a new tooth in a few3."
"A new tooth?" I felt very4.
"Yes. But when you get old, your teeth will5out again, but at that time, they won't grow again. So it's not6for old people to eat something hard," my grandma said.
I went out of my grandma's room and thought, "Where can I7the dropped tooth?" Suddenly, a good idea8into my mind, "Why not plant it in the ground? If I look after it well, maybe it would become a big tree. When 9comes, there will be many white and strong teeth10the tree. I can give them to the old people then."
Of course my tooth didn't grow into a big tree, but I won't forget the beautiful dream in my childhood.
