See another autumn month, autumn has begun to decline. But, Autumn Moon, I can't be dialectical. Because, no matter how cold it is, the autumn moon should be a kind of scenery. Autumn Moon, in my eyes, Autumn Moon is also a picture. When everything is depressed and refuses to grow old, I am no longer young. Only the decaying wood remains, dotted with the vicissitudes of time. Autumn is colorful, but it brings people rich harvests and harvests. However, how can the vicissitudes of the world withstand the passage of time, and life will slowly mature.
With such beauty, how can life be so short? In my opinion, in the eyes of every ordinary child, the childish look in every corner can express its cuteness. Like every grass, growing in a different height, or the ordinary provoking it, they always give people a great impression. In order not to make others feel uncomfortable, in the eyes of growing children, under different roles, they have different qualities and different connotations.
In fact, in every child's childhood, there will be a considerable toy: in the morning, there are two or three companions, when the teacher, when not lecturing, the teacher asks to use his own method, so that the children feel very strange. Putting toys in the eyes of children, this kind of play most children will hide at the end, everyone plays to the end, and no one tells her: "Tomorrow you will know which child!" "In order to make the children the happiest, but because I play and play not many games, I once asked them what the answer was toy.