First-grade parents read poems.

Mother Moon in my heart told me that the moon is like sweet maltose. Dad told me that the moon is like a distant project. Grandpa told me that the moon is like a gear of years. Grandma told me that the moon is like a beautiful comb. Uncle told me that the moon is like a beautiful eye. menstruation told me that the moon and the stars are a pair of good sisters. I told myself that the moon is like a spaceship in the night sky, carrying dreams all the way. nbsp; Mother Moon in my heart told me that the moon is like sweet maltose; Dad told me that the moon is like a distant project; Grandpa told me that the moon is like a gear of years; Grandma told me that the moon is like a beautiful comb; My uncle told me that the moon is like beautiful eyes; Menstruation told me that the moon and the stars are good sisters; I told myself that the moon is like a spaceship in the night sky, carrying dreams all the way.

Weaving dreams

In the invisible sky

I'm looking for your sad smile

It floats faintly in the grass

Telling your golden dream

This dream is your only treasure

It's a pity that it passed away too quickly

Only your sad face remains

There will be hopes gathered

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Learn from the bug that has broken wings but is strong enough to fly

Complete your beautiful dream in this life

First-grade children's poetry reading (2):

Cherish fate

Look at the pale yellow sky that day

The cold wind brings the desolation of parting

There is nothing more melancholy than leaving you

Let sad thoughts drift like this. Miss

but the parting time is so sad

How can you and I, who are lonely, be willing to bury our friendship?

Although we are lost and boundless, we should try our best to

let alone

cherish these years

Bamboo shoots

and quietly blast them out of the earth?

I'd like to inquire about 75 poems about the secret flowering of

trees in spring.