Morning flowers and evening pick up Chapter 4 Good words

Flowers at dawn are picked at dusk.

Good words:

I can't put it down. I am a fool. I am very naughty. Chickens fly and dogs jump in the valley. Hold your breath.

Strange mountains and beautiful waters, green mountains and clear waters, beautiful mountains and clear waters, majestic and boundless, stand tall.

Have answers, learn from each other, run around, run around without being born, and run around with ease.

There are peaks on the peak, and chickens and dogs are restless. The shrill and sharp gas is a mess covered in mud, and you chase after me to catch the strange peak.

The mountains in front of the mountains and the mountains in front of the mountains chase down the mountain, and as if nothing has happened, I can't help laughing.

Coquetry, high mountains, lush trees, beautiful mountains, heroic rocks, towering into the clouds, run away at will.

Hold your head high, with iodine in your stomach, frolicking, catching turtles in a jar, dancing with knives and sticks, and laughing.

Smooth-tongued, childish and ridiculous, misty, bossy, deaf and dumb, pretending and putting on airs.

Chasing around, thinking you're free

Good sentences and good paragraphs:

Life is a blooming flower, beautiful, stretched and colorful; Life is a beautiful poem, fresh and smooth, with a long meaning; Life is wonderful music, with harmonious melody and melodious melody; Life is a flowing river, running endlessly and rolling forward.

The beauty of life is always displayed in her progress; Just like the beauty of a big tree, it is displayed in its vigorous vitality. The beauty like an eagle is manifested in its soaring like the soul of heaven; Just like the beauty of a river, it is displayed in its turbulent rapids.

Life is like a flower, colorful; Life is like a song, beautiful; Life is like wine, mellow; Life is like a poem, with profound artistic conception and colorful.

Life is a wise elder, and life is a learned teacher. It often turns the spring breeze into rain, silently moistens everything, points out the maze for us and inspires us in life.

Life is a big encyclopedia, all-encompassing; Life is a lyre, playing multiple beautiful melodies: life is a flying horse clock, well wound, people will get a concentrated life.

The ocean of life is not as blue as Xizi Lake. As time goes by, it is sometimes as calm as a mirror, sometimes the waves splash, and sometimes the waves soar into the sky ... people often become stronger after the test of big winds and waves.

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