I’m longing for a weekend。 It’s happy and it’s free。 This is my dream。
At this weekend， I don’t have to play the violin; I don’t have to draw pictures; Olympic Maths is far away from me; Handwriting doesn’t bother me。
I can play and I can sing; I can do everything interesting。 No one can stop me。
Oh， what a happy weekend! But， it’s only my dream。 I hope it will come true。