I am a happy bird with a warm nest on the branch. Every day I sing against the dawn.
I am a happy bird, and even the sun will smile. I often dream of flying into the sky. The eagle greeted me and told me that I was a happy bird. I never bow to difficulties. In the storm, I learned to stand on my own feet and resounded through the brightest pigeon whistle in the clear sky. I am a happy bird.
When the autumn wind dyed every maple leaf red, I know how to cherish every minute of my life.
Golden fruits will soothe years of hard work.
Grade one: Kang Siyi