Once upon a time there was a boy living in a village. His name was Ma Liang. He loved to draw, he didn't have a brush. He was too poor buy one. He often used sticks to draw pictures on the ground. He said to（he）, "How I wish I had a brush!"
One night, when Ma Liang was（sleep）, he had a dream. In his dream, he met an old man. The old man gave himmagic brush. The old man said to Ma Liang, "I give the brush to you, you can useto help the poor in your village. "
The next morning, when he woke,he found a real brush in his hand. Ma Liang felt very（excite）.
One year, the weather was so dry that no food could grow. Some villagers said. "Unless it rains, all the people will ." When Ma Liang heard this, he took out the magic brush and drew some black clouds. Then it began to rain（heavy）. The villagers were thankful to Ma Liang.
