The fourth grade poem "The most beautiful language in my heart"

Facing the sea, spring blossoms. From tomorrow on, be a happy person, feed horses, chop wood and travel around the world. From tomorrow on, I care about food and vegetables. I have a house facing the sea, and spring is blooming. Starting from tomorrow, I will write to every relative and tell them my happiness. The lightning of happiness told me that I would tell everyone to give every river and mountain a warm name. Stranger, I wish you a bright future and a lover.