It was a cold afternoon in winter.

It was a cold afternoon in winter. My oldest son, Stephen, was at school, and Reed, my husband, at work. My little ones were sitting around the kitchen table. Tom was perfecting a paper plane, while Sam was on an oil painting.
But Laura, our only daughter, sat quietly and was in her project. Every once in a while she would ask how to the name of someone in our family, then carefully form the letters one by one. Next, she would add flowers with small items. She finished off each with a sun in the upper right hand corner. Holding them at eye level, she let out a long sigh (叹息) of .
“What are you doing, Honey?” I asked. She looked quickly at her brother before looking back at me. “It’s a .” she said, covering up her work with her hands.
Next, she put her work into a box. When she had finished, she disappeared up the stairs.
It wasn’t until later that evening that I a “mailbox” taped onto the doors to each of our bedrooms. There were little notes saying that she loved all of us. She hadn’t Sam or baby Paul. They are pages of colored scenes including flowers with happy faces. “He can’t read yet,” she whispered (低声说), “ he can look at the pictures.” Each time I received one of my little girl’s gifts, it my heart. I was touched at how carefully she paid attention to what wrong happened to us. When Stephen lost a baseball game, there was a letter telling him she thought he was the best ballplayer in the whole world. After I had a day, there was a message thanking me for my efforts.
This same little girl is grown now, driving off every day to the state college, but some things about her have changed. Yesterday I found a love note next to my bedside. “Thanks for always being there for me, Mom,” it read, “I’m glad that we’re the best friends.”
There are angels among us. I know I live with one.

結果 (中文) 1:

这是一个寒冷的下午，在冬天。我的大儿子，斯蒂芬，在学校和芦苇，我的丈夫，在工作。我的孩子们都围坐在厨房的桌子。汤姆完善一架纸飞机，山姆在一幅油画。但劳拉，我们唯一的女儿，静静地坐着，在她的项目中。每隔一会儿她会问如何到的人在我们家的名字，然后仔细地形成一个由一个字母。接下来，她将添加花和小件物品。她结束了每个都有太阳的右上角。她抱着他们的眼睛一级，放出 （叹息） 的一声长叹。"你干吗，亲爱的？"我问。她赶紧去看她的哥哥前回头看我。"是."她说，掩盖她与她的手的工作。接下来，她把她的工作放进一个盒子。当她讲完时，她躲到了楼上。直到那天的晚上，我的"邮箱"到每个我们卧室的门上都贴着。有说她爱我们所有人的小纸条。她没有山姆或婴儿保罗。他们是页的彩色场景包括鲜花带着笑脸。"他还不能读，"她低声说 （低声说），"他可以看看图片。每次我收到我小女儿的礼物之一，它我的心。我被感动了，在如何仔细她注意到什么发生在我们身上。当史蒂芬输一场棒球赛时，还有一封信，告诉他她认为他是全世界最好的棒球手。一天后，还有一封信感谢我为我的努力。这个小女孩长大了，每天开车上到州立学院，但是关于她的一些事情已经改变了。昨天我发现我在床边的情书。"谢谢你总是在那里为我，妈妈，"它阅读，"我很高兴我们是最好的朋友"。有天使在我们中间。我知道我住在一起。

結果 (中文) 3:

这是一个寒冷的下午在冬天。我的大儿子，史蒂芬，在学校，我丈夫，在工作。我的小朋友们坐在厨房的桌子上。汤姆是完善一个纸飞机，而山姆的油画。但是我们唯一的女儿劳拉静静地坐在她的计划中。每隔一段时间，她会问我们家里有人的名字，然后用一个一个的字母来仔细地写。下一步，她会加上一个小物品的花。她用一个太阳在右上角结束了每个。保持在眼睛的水平，她长长地叹了一口气（叹息）的。“你在做什么，亲爱的？“我问。她回头看了看我，很快地看着她的弟弟。“这是一个，”她说，用双手掩盖她的工作。下一步，她把工作放在一个盒子里。当她说完，她就消失在楼梯上。直到那天晚上，我才把一个“邮箱”贴在我们的卧室的门上。有一些小纸条说她爱我们所有人。她没有山姆或婴儿保罗。他们是彩色的场景，包括鲜花和幸福的脸。“他还不识字，”她低声说，“他（低声说）可以看图片。“每一次我收到我的小女儿的礼物，我的心。我被感动了，她怎么小心，她注意到了什么错误发生在我们。史蒂芬失去了棒球比赛的时候，有一封信告诉他，她认为他是世界上最好的棒球手。我有一天，有一个信息感谢我的努力。这个小女孩现在已经长大了，每天都要开车去州立大学，但她却改变了一些事情。昨天我在我的床边找到了一个爱的笔记。“谢谢你，我总是在那里，妈妈，”它读到，“我很高兴，我们是最好的朋友。”有天使在我们中间。我知道我生活在一个。