大家多来点儿砖头，俺回头再重录。

Please send me a cardPostcards always spoil my holidays. Last summer, i went to Italy. I visited museums and sat in public gardens. A friendly waiter taught me a few words of Intalian. Then he lent me a book. I red a few lines, but i did not understand a word.Every day, I thought about postcards. My holidays passed quickly, but i did not send any cards to my friends. On the last day, i made a bid decision. I got up early and bought 37 cards. I spend the whole day in my room, but i did not write a single cards