The second-grade child was amazed by the imitation text, and last night's homework, the teacher gave me an excellent evaluation, and asked me to type it into an electronic version and send it to her. Although the writing is still very immature, it is also this immaturity that is very precious.
Colorful dreams
I have a bunch of colorful dreams, some red, some blue, some green.
They lay in pencil cases chatting and, as soon as they opened it, jumped on white paper.
Where the toes slipped,
large pieces of millet, yellow;
Large expanses of trees, green;
Large clouds, white;
White - gotta - dry - net!
In the blue sea,
The fish are dancing,
Please leave the seagull song.
In the net cast by the fisherman,
loaded with a school of jumping fish,
More - fat!
My colored pencils,
It is the guardian of the Great Forest.
My colorful dreams,
There is the fragrance of flowers, there is romance,
And Jasmine's care,
Walking around the path...
#从今天起记录我的2023 #
