The first volume of English poetry in the fourth grade of primary school
Terrible dream
I feel very uncomfortable.
I feel terrible.
I look like I stayed up late,
And lack of sleep.
I sleep at bedtime.
Dreaming all night,
But when I woke up this morning,
I feel very wrong.
Although I drift fast,
Sleeping for a long time,
I'm completely exhausted.
Because I dreamed that I couldn't sleep!
English Poetry of Grade Four in Primary School Volume II
Our teacher is versatile.
Our teacher is versatile.
He plays the guitar and sings.
His paintings are impressive.
You can play twenty rings.
He dances like an expert,
He can dance mambo, tap dance and waltz.
He is also an excellent gymnast.
Do somersaults in the air.
He is a good swimmer.
He is a chess champion.
It's hard to find a skill.
What he doesn't have.
He can speak more than a dozen languages.
He is good at racing.
He is good at bullfighting,
Study stars.
He is good at climbing mountains.
He can wrestle with bears.
The only thing we want him to learn is
Is how to comb his hair.
The third part of English poetry in the fourth grade of primary school
I'm hopeless in history class
I'm hopeless in history class.
My spelling is poor.
I am nothing in music.
I'm afraid of science.
In terms of art, I am terrible.
In sports, I'm all thumbs.
I am terrible at reading.
Math drives me crazy.
I am terrible at language.
Computer? I am cursed.
In drama, I'm terrible.
My writing is the worst.
"I don't understand,"
My teacher exclaimed.
I told her that they should teach.
Video games
The fourth part of English poetry in the fourth grade of primary school
I woke up today.
I woke up today,
Get up,
Then stretch and yawn.
Scratch your head.
I found my clothes.
I put them on.
Asphyxiation
Another yawn.
I grabbed a breakfast.
Fuel rods,
Lift my backpack.
Go to school.
When I arrived
I was really shocked.
The lights are off.
The door is locked.
I looked at my watch.
It was me, not them.
I woke up too early.
It's 4 o'clock in the morning.