Teacher,
You are like a vast land, and we are just seeds, which thrive under your nourishment and write a poem praising water. You spread your knowledge to us,
Opened the door of life for us,
The roots we leave behind are the footprints of progress. Teacher,
Thank you for spreading knowledge to us. Teacher, I love you.
Rain is coming.
It's raining. Go home quickly.
The snail said, I'm not afraid.
I brought the house back.
It's raining. Go home quickly.
The mushroom said, I'm not afraid.
I have prepared an umbrella.
It's raining. Go home quickly.
The beetle said, I'm not afraid.
I have a raincoat.
Autumn fairy tales
Miss Qiu came to see me,
Sister Xiaocao said, "Miss Qiu,
Thank you for changing a yellow dress for me. Sister Hua Er said, "Miss Qiu,
Thank you for dressing me in a red robe. Grandpa Dashu said, "Miss Qiu, thank you for cutting my hair."
The children said, "Aunt Qiu,
Thank you for bringing us a cool wind. "Autumn is a beautiful fairy tale.
It's fall here.
Autumn has come, autumn has come, purple grapes are hanging on the treetops, orange trees are hung with round balls, and apples show happy smiles.
When I became a father
I grew up,
As a father,
There will be another son.
When my son was a child,
I will tell him many interesting stories, from the famous detective Conan to Transformers.
From clever exultation to hateful wolf ...
My son went to school,
I will study hard.
Tell him a story about the difficulties he met, so that he won't follow my old path.
Educate him to learn not only the language of China, but also a foreign language.
I hope he can become a pillar of the country.
I really hope I can grow up and become a father soon.
I will never hit a child again, and I will be a competent and good father.
Chapter 2: Everyone writes a poem. Everyone writes a poem (you can write it by hand):
I am ......
I am warm and sincere.
I want to know what my old age is like.
I heard the clock strike.
I see flowers blooming and falling.
I hope God will give me a second chance.
I am warm and sincere.
I assume that time stays at this moment.
I feel boiling blood coming.
I felt the trace of a meteor flying by.
I'm afraid I'll be mediocre when I get old.
I cried in a strange world and couldn't find a place to stay. I am warm and sincere.
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Chapter 3: A poem written by a student, which sounds sweet at midnight.
Xieyou * * * Huan Building
Set sensitivity and lightness in one.
Looking at flowers in the fog seems to be a light worry.
Empty talk, sit tight.
Smile and the wind will know the future.
The stars shine and the moon is doubly beautiful.
Happiness comes from the sound of wine soothing my heart.
Cicada disappeared in the night.
I am happy to have you around.
What's so expensive about dresses and silver diamonds?
Don't distinguish between you and me.
As time went on, the wine became stronger and stronger.
Cheering and drinking are more affectionate.
I have known each other for five years and have no regrets at the end of the year.
Hua Yin Xin Xiang Ying Guanghui
Yan Hui Xiao Yu came into my heart.
Untie the tether and finally open it easily.
Go astray and trust your friends.
People talk nonsense.
He envied me in the moonlight.
High mountains and flowing water play friendship.