今天晚上打开新买的彩铅，安静的在宿舍给大哥画一幅画作为圣诞礼物。大哥明知我在为他画画，还一直假装问我在玩什么和谁一起玩，哼！真是幼稚呢的男孩子呢！
算上上次给大哥做的手工小猫，这就算是第二份用心准备的礼物。想到自己以前遇到大哥生日总是想买个水杯买个床单的行为真是太不nice了。
20岁的最后一幅画，是给大哥的圣诞礼物。也许21岁的此刻，已经快要成为已婚妇女了。想一想，真的还很期待呢！
还抄了《When you are old》这首情诗在小贺卡背面：
When you are old
--- William Butler Yeats
When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look, Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face; And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled And paced upon the mountains overhead And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
