Imitation 1:
I have a lot of colorful dreams, some are long, some are round, and some are hard! They were lying in the pencil case chatting, and as soon as they opened it, they jumped on the white paper. Where the pen tip slides, the big trees have grown taller; the vast sea water has turned blue; the large clusters of leaves have turned green; the green has shone!
In the green forest, the grasses are holding hands; asking the skylark to leave its song; above the hut, there are cotton-like clouds, white and soft! My colored pencils are the spirits of the forest. My colorful dream has the fragrance of fruits, seasonal winds, and the reminder of purple grapes flowing in the stream.
Imitation 2:
I have a lot of colorful dreams, some are long, some are round, and some are hard! They were lying in the pencil case chatting, and as soon as they opened it, they jumped on the white paper. Where the pen tip scratched, the big clouds turned white; the large forests turned green; the big flowers bloomed; they bloomed brilliantly!
In the gorgeous sea of ??flowers, the butterflies dance; let the lark leave their singing; on the tall fir tree, hangs a moon like a jade disk, bright and round! My colored pencils are the spirits of the forest. My colorful dream has the fragrance of fruits, seasonal winds, and the warning of purple grapes, flowing in the stream...
Imitation 3:
Flowers are colorful, butterflies It's in color. Maybe you don't know that dreams are actually in color.
Dreams are green. In spring, when all things grow, grass and big trees sprout buds under the nourishment of spring rain; farmer uncles weed and plow the fields, sowing seeds of hope. The grass, the big trees, and the farmer uncle had a green dream.
Dreams are red. In summer, the scorching sun hangs high in the sky, filling the vast land with passion. Under the rays of the sun, the lotus emerged from under the lotus leaf, stretched out, and bloomed with pink petals. The sun and lotus had a red dream.
Dreams are golden. In autumn, the rice is ripe, and the farmland turns golden in the blink of an eye; in autumn, the oranges are ripe, and the orange trees are covered with heavy oranges. At a glance, they are all golden, and the rice and oranges have a golden dream.
Dreams are white. In winter, the cold snowflakes dance in the air and then fall to the ground, covering the ground with a thick, white quilt; the trees and houses turn white; the river freezes, and the children skate on it. So happy. Snowflakes, trees, houses, and rivers had a white dream.
Imitation 4:
I have a lot of colorful dreams, some are long, some are round, and some are hard. ?
It was lying in the pencil case chatting, and when it was opened, it jumped on the white paper. ? Where the toes slide, the big trees turn green; the big cotton blossoms turn white; the big sun turns red, so brightly red! ?
In the beautiful campus, students hold hands and ask everyone to leave their singing. On the top of the big tree, there is a black and round bird's nest, big and round! ? My colored pencils are the spirits of nature, and my colorful dreams have fruity fragrance and seasonal winds. There are also warnings from purple grapes, flowing in the stream.
Imitate Five
My colorful wings are a symbol of all corners of the world. My colorful dream, with mountains and green waters, singing birds, and reminders of ginkgo trees, echoes on every hilltop in my motherland.
Where my toes slid over, the big trees turned green; the big cotton blossoms turned white; the big sun turned red, so brightly red!