The text of lesson 12 in the second volume of the third grade was changed into poetry
My favorite is summer
The sky is so gorgeously decorated by you
Wind As fast as a child
As naughty
Drawing a curved flight path
Less than half a meter away from me
Opening on the wire Meeting
Swinging on the swing seat
A lot of people are talking about the competition
Oh! My eyesight cannot catch up with your figure
You should be ranked first
There are little swallows exercising their wings
Resting in twos and threes under the shade of the trees
Standing elegantly
Showing a gentleman’s satin coat
Hold your breath
Get closer inch by inch at a snail’s pace
Ha ! They all have bright dark eyes
Looking for it every day during the holidays
Into the drama of a family of five
A busy couple coming in and out
The naughty kid with an oversized yellow mouth
Why should I be afraid
I don’t recognize my fans
Hiding behind the curtain with grievances
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The instructor stood on the window rail to persuade
Come down, come down, don’t miss the nest
The world outside is vast
Catch the bugs yourself
Phew! A success
Plop la la and fly into the sky
In the blink of an eye, I disappeared
Help me, camera
Leave it behind to be able to copy Memories
Make memories as refined as tens of millions
When winter snowflakes cover the earth
Only sparrows remain in the north wind
I can once again
comb those beautiful feathers with my eyes