Dear Mr. Han Xiu (1)

Dear Mr. Han Xiu:

Our teacher read us the dog story you wrote. It was very interesting. . We all love this book.

Your bright friend Bao Lei (boy) sincerely

May 12th

①The protagonist wrote a typo here.

Dear Mr. Han Xiu:

I wrote you a letter last year, when I was in the second grade. You probably didn't receive my letter. This year I myself read the book I told you about - "Secrets to a Happy Dog." This is the first time I have read such a thick book and it is divided into chapters.

In the book, Joey's father said that dogs are bored living in the city, so Joey has to think of seven ways to make dogs happy before he can raise a dog. I also have a black dog, his name is Bandit, and he is a good dog.

If you reply to me, I can post your letter on the classroom bulletin board.

The teacher taught me a way to remember how to write the word "friend": good friends will not quarrel for two months in a row.

Best wishes for good health

Your friend Bao Leiyi

December 3rd

Dear Mr. Han Xiu:

I am now in fourth grade. I have done extensive research on Secrets to a Happy Dog, which I mentioned in my first two letters to you. The teacher asked us to write letters to authors during Reading Week. I received your reply last year, but it was typed on a typewriter. Could you please write me a letter in your own hand? I really, really like your book.

In this book, my favorite character is Joey’s father, because in order to make the dog happy, Joey played it a tape of a female singer, and the dog kept singing as if He yelled, but his father wasn't even angry. "Bandits" also scream when they hear others singing.

Your best reader, Bao Leiyi

November 13

Dear Mr. Han Xiu:

I have some questions about Secrets to a Happy Dog. When Joey took his dog to the park to slide on the slide, didn't any adults tell him that he shouldn't let the dog slide on the slide? In our place, adults get mad if a dog is off-leash for a minute. Most of the adults here are old and they like to keep cats. I hate living in a community of caravans like this.

I saw your photo on the back cover of the book. When I grow up, I also want to be a writer and grow a mustache, just like you.

Enclosed is a photo of me, taken last year. My hair is longer now. There are millions of kids all over America, if I don't send you a picture, how will you know which one is me?

Your favorite reader, Bao Lei

December 2nd

Enclosed is my photo (we are learning to write business letters ).

Dear Mr. Han Xiu:

I am now a fifth grade student. You may be interested to know that I wrote a review report on "Secrets to a Happy Dog" and my classmates loved it. I got "lower". Why "down"? Because the teacher said I didn't stand on my feet properly when I read the report, so I deducted points.

Yours sincerely, student Bao Lei

October 2

Dear Mr. Han Xiu:

I received your letter , and also read another book you wrote - "Elk Toast Bread" according to your words. I loved it, almost as much as I loved "Secrets to a Happy Dog." It's hilarious how the boy's mother in the book tries to figure out how to cook the elk meat they have in their refrigerator. One thousand pounds of elk meat is a lot (mouth + euro)! Elk burgers, elk stew, and elk gratin don't sound too bad. The elk mince pie is probably okay, because there are so many raisins and other miscellaneous things that you can't tell it's elk meat. But creamy elk meat sauce on toast is so disgusting.

I don’t think the boy’s dad should have shot the elk, but I guess there are probably a lot of elk in Alaska and maybe they really need the elk meat as food.

If my dad shot an elk, I could feed the tough meat to the bandits.

Your number one book fan, Bao Leiyi

November 7

Dear Mr. Han Xiu:

This year I Transfer to another town to study in sixth grade. In order to improve our writing skills, the teacher asked us to give a special report on writers. Of course I thought of you right away. Please answer the following questions:

1. How many books have you written?

2. Is Han Xiu your real name or a pseudonym?

3. Why do you want to write a book for children?

4. Where does your inspiration come from?

5. Do you have children?

6. Which book you wrote is your favorite?

7. Do you like writing books?

8. What is the title of your next book?

9.What is your favorite animal?

10. Please tell me the secret of writing a book. This is really important to me. I really want to know, because in this way I can become a famous writer and write A book as good as yours.

Please list the title of each book you have written and send me a signed photo and a bookmark. I need to hear from you by next Friday. This matter is urgent!

Yours sincerely, Student Bao Lei

September 20th

Slowly, annoyingly)

Dear Mr. Han Xiu:

I was frustrated at first when I didn’t receive your letter before handing in the report, but I figured it out later. The solution - I saw a simple introduction to the author on the back cover of "Secrets to a Happy Dog", and I made the words very large, leaving one line blank after each line, and finally filled a whole sheet of paper. The book says you live in Seattle, so I didn't know you had moved to Alaska. I think I should have guessed it when I watched Elk Toast Bread.

When I finally received your letter, I did not want to read it to everyone in class because I felt that Miss Martina did not want to hear those silly answers, such as when you said your real name was "Ai" "Dao Dan", you don't have children because you don't want to raise an animal like a goat. But the teacher must let me read it out. As a result, the classmates laughed loudly, and Miss Martina also laughed. However, the teacher's smile disappeared when I read that you said that your favorite animal is a purple monster that eats children who don't go to the library to look up information but only send a long list of questions to writers.

The writing tips you suggested are great. I know you mean it. Don't worry, if I do write something, I won't send it to you. I know you're busy enough just working on your own book.

I hid the second page of letter paper from Miss Martina. You sent me a long list of questions for me to answer and it really pissed me off. None of the other classmates’ writers had so many questions for them to answer. It was so unfair that I had already written the report and had to do extra homework.

Anyway, thank you for answering my question. Some students didn't receive any reply at all, and they were almost pissed off. One girl almost cried because she was afraid that she would fail. A boy received a long, long reply. The writer was probably very happy to receive a letter from someone else, so the boy had to write a long, long report. He guessed that no one had ever written to that writer, and he was sure that he would never write to that writer again. About ten other people wrote to the same writer, and the writer wrote back to them all. As a result, they argued for a long time over who could keep the letter, until Miss Martina took the letter to the office to have it copied.

As for the question you asked me, I don’t plan to answer it. You can’t force me. You are not my teacher.

Yours sincerely, student Bao Lei

November 15th

Another: I asked you what the title of your next book is, and you answered "Who knows," do you mean the next book will be titled "Who Knows," or do you mean you don't know what the title is? Are you really writing your book because you've read every book in the library and because writing is better than mowing lawns or shoveling snow?

Dear Mr. Han Xiu:

My mother discovered your letter and a lot of problems in it. It's all because I'm too stupid to put them away and confiscate them. We had a big fight about it. She said I must answer your questions, because writers work like everyone else, and if you take the time to answer my questions, I should answer yours too. She said that I can't just expect others to do everything for me. She used to say the same thing to her father when he left his socks on the floor.

Okay, I'm going to stop writing. It's bedtime. Maybe I will find time to answer your ten questions, maybe not. The law doesn't require me to answer. Perhaps I will never read another book by you at all.

I hate you, Bao Lei

November 16

Also: If my dad were still here, he would definitely tell you to go. Forget about hitting a tree.

Dear Mr. Han Xiu:

My mother keeps forcing me to answer your stupid and boring questions. She said that if I really wanted to be a writer, I should do what you suggested in your letter. I should read more, observe more, listen more, think more and write more. She also said that the first step is for me to put my butt on the chair and answer your questions. So, the following is my answer:

1. Who are you?

I have already told you that my name is Bao Reyi, and my surname is Bao Reyi. I don't like the word "Rey" in my name, because many people can't pronounce it, and some people think I'm a girl. Mom said that since there is a surname like "Bao", it must be matched with a name that is a little special but not too excessive. My dad's name is Bill and my mom's name is Bonnie. She said Bobil and Bobonnie sounded like comic book characters.

I am just an ordinary boy. The teachers at school didn’t think I was an extraordinary student or had any special talents, and I didn’t enjoy playing football as much as others at school. I'm just not stupid.

2.What do you look like?

I sent you a photo, maybe you lost it. I'm of average height, no special features like red hair, and I'm not as tall as my dad. My mother said thank God I am more like her side of the family. She always likes to say that. When I was in the first or second grade, my classmates called me "Short Winter Melon", but I have grown taller.

Now, when the class lines up according to height, my position is in the middle. I guess you could say I was the average person in the class.

It’s very tiring to write so much. Until next time, maybe there’s no next time.

Bao Lei

November 20

Dear Mr. Han Xiu:

I don’t want to answer your question anymore. Problem, but my mother refused to send the TV to be repaired. She said watching TV would make me stupid. I'm bored to death these days because of the Thanksgiving holiday, so I decided to use my stupid brain to answer your crappy questions. (Ha!)

3. What is your family like?

Since my father and the "bandit" left, my mother and I are the only two people at home. Our family used to live in a caravan on the outskirts of Bakertown. Our teacher once taught us in class that Bakertown is located near the Central Rift Valley of California. After my mother and father divorced, they sold our caravan and my father moved into a trailer.

My dad drives a large truck, and the cab is right above the engine. Some people don’t know this. My parents divorced because of big trucks. My dad originally drove a truck for a trucking company, hauling cotton, sugar beets, and other crops throughout central California and Nevada. However, he dreams of owning a car of his own to travel further all day long. He literally worked around the clock and saved a sum of money as a down payment for a car. My mother said that if he spent so much money on a car, we would never live in a real house. Besides, if he was running long-distance freight like that, she wouldn't even want to see him. His big car is really handsome, well-equipped, and has a bed in the cab. Truck drivers usually call this type of vehicle a "container tractor," but most people just call it a "truck." It has ten wheels, two in the front and eight in the back, and it can transport anything - flatbeds, refrigerated containers, several gondolas, etc.