Begging for the poetry of the sports meeting, stepping on the clouds, the jumping heart is boiling, the disease is like a swallow, the eagle is fierce, and the arm is raised with joy. Chen is immersed in the repeated scenes, sweating profusely, the thunder is soaked and the sun is shining. In the high jump, the cloud placed a thin pole horizontally in mid-air. Ta is thin, but it is like a hurdle in your life. Not terrible. But you should be afraid. As long as you make up your mind, as long as you have confidence in Xin, what is this? Without the experience of Kanke, there will be no joy of success. You will win again and again, and you will surpass yourself again and again. Come on, try to jump over the bar in front of you. To burn your youth! After the graceful run-up, the straight jumper takes off, Shen draws an arc in the air, sinks quickly and closes his feet. Yes. What a beautiful high jump posture. May, once, was a challenge and a transcendence. In order to surpass every cheer of Iraq. When it's high jump time, a gentle Ni comes, just like your walk on by's shot, quietly we, Zheng quietly bless you. Be brave and upward! Oil mouth gang. Bravely jump over the pole towards victory. We look forward to your victory! For high jumpers, the land belongs to you and the blue sky belongs to you. At the moment when you jumped out, our hopes also jumped out. The grass appreciates you, the white clouds welcome you, you are as light as a swallow, you leap into the blue sky, and the Olympic spirit is reflected in you. Jump, jump out of your confidence, jump out of your peak, and jump will climb to the peak of your victory. Long jumpers' arrow-like run-up from Xi 'an, grasshopper-like take-off and Germany's walking performance in the air caused a burst of surprise. You touched the softness of the sand between Shun's landings. Anyway, Rong's reputation will always belong to you. For100m athlete Yi,100m is a crazy world! 10 meter is the shimmer on the morning horizon! 20 meters is a slight red light! The 30-meter sun jumped out of the horizon! The wind of 40 meters is very strong! 50Mi cheers 60m, but the strength is less than 70m. With Xu Shun 80m, the light is just around the corner, 90m will win,1200mi will win! The short time facing the 100 meter athlete showed your amazing speed, and Li's roar instantly condensed all your strength. Work hard! Come on! Short Zan doesn't mean you are short, short Zan means Ni's success is not far away. Believe in yourself and go! Victory is in sight, and defeat will never happen again! Feel the bud of tomorrow, bud of tomorrow, bud of tomorrow, bud of tomorrow, bud of tomorrow, bud of tomorrow, bud of tomorrow. Feel the bloody sunset, feel the tomorrow-the fine pen red sun announces the victory of the struggle. Feel Tian Ming-find a little comfort and gently dry your tears. Ba smiled and gave. Feel tomorrow-the road through the rough is smooth. Cut off the thorn, it's full of flowers. Be bitter for tomorrow-you will find that success is not far away. Untitled ancient times have stirred up youth and stirred up the earth. I think Jasper is cool. The old spring in the south flows under the mountain. I saw the Buddha collide with the emerald. Lu's modeling is pure and gently shaking at the bottom. Chen's eyes are crystal clear and have a strong scenery. When the spring water gurgles, lotus flowers and rice flowers will be together, which will bring good luck to Dong Hui. This is a poem with poetic rhythm and feelings. It is a song with melody, ups and downs and speed. Du Fu is a green poem, pregnant with youthful and fiery feelings and unrestrained temperament. It is a poem of the times and a song of a generation of history. No foreign exchange is a fresh breath and an ambition to work hard. The bag can make the world chest surging, and you sweat under the storm. In the stands, Han has a loud voice and is full of expectations, looking forward to becoming Gong and winning the championship! Athletes, work hard! There are a few rare beats. Come on, Bo, it's a vast sky! The scenery of the stadium is unpredictable, and Bao will make persistent efforts with an attitude of never giving up! Step by step, no one asks whether you are doing well, which is more important, reality and goal, success or failure. Who can predict whether re blood will burn? The world will have its own fair pay, and what you return will always be better than what you did. At that moment, I didn't want to be an obstacle. Bu is willing to let sweat and tears fall on that face://fanwen99/article/197871005. Pang has no stone, so he can consider it in time and work out the moment when he is shallow in the thousands of sunshine. On such a sunny morning, many things determine whether the sweat is successful or not. At that moment, Jiu was sure that I didn't know who it was, and I didn't know who it was. I flew over the runway and rushed to the finish line. I don't know who painted a beautiful parabola and fell into the distance; Know who jumped high from the ground and flew over the beam, and know who struggled to throw the seeds of hope to the side; . The person who showed us. Modern students Zhong's elegant demeanor, youthful promise, staring at the blue sky, giving, youthful promise, make dreams soar and bear fruitful fruits. His age will be as wide as a river, and he didn't expect to be lucky. He resolutely supported Qi, which caused the athletes to be in high spirits and unhappy. Yesterday and tomorrow, I didn't give up catching the strong wind. I am a rolling wave. In lang's days, I am the bright glass of the mountain, and what remains unchanged is the true nature of running. The success and failure of history are engraved into life. Spring shoes and autumn marks are all scenery. In the green season, I am a brilliant flower. In the Golden Rooster Festival, I am a windward fruit. I am a vibrant life. Come on, old teacher! -Dedicated to Mr. Zou who participated in the competition. Leaving the podium, putting down the pointer and wearing sportswear made me a little unaccustomed. I am used to the integrity of the old and the majesty of the teacher. I saw the teacher's bright smiling face in Teng's playground. Ye Xu is not strong, maybe his back is a little bent, but your style has not weakened. Come on, teacher! Qing, give full play to your firepower! For the referee's ruling, Ze is a selfless sword. You are an impartial judge. Jiao stepped on a hot soil, blue sky overhead, sandstorm. His lips are cracked and chapped. You stand upright like a sculpture. Cheng is a landscape. You propped up the stadium with the persistence of the flag bearer. It was empty, and no one applauded-facing the referee Yuan, the same sun, the same exposure, no warm cheers and no excited cheers. You use sophisticated instruments and meticulous patience to record the brilliance of outstanding athletes. Dear teacher, new Ku, I am proud of you! For referee Liang Hao, the beginning is half the battle. However, you, the teacher of referee Pan, are the key to our goal. Ning's fairness is the foot we use to walk; Your patience is a step for us; Your seriousness is the path we men have taken. Balanced justice shows your selfless character. Please let me say it again: Mr. Pan, you have worked hard! Copy as you like. Hehe, give it to me!
Label: Poetry? Life? The first part of the dance: a poem expressing love for the baby, a poem expressing love for the child, and the next part: a compliment to the little beauty, a compliment to the little beauty's makeup photo.