On May Day, there was a very big car show in our city. Many people went to see it. My parents and I went there, too. My father wanted to buy a car, so he could drive me to school in the morning and pick me up after school. There were hundreds of different kinds of cars there. My mother liked "Buick". My father liked "Bens". I thought "Buick" cars were not as good as "Bens", but Bens cars were too expensive. At last, they both agreed to my idea to buy a "Nissan". It is good but not so expensive. We were very happy, because at weekends, we could often drive to visit my grandparents in the countryside.