Students' original poems during the Spring Festival

The New Year is a seed, which slowly melts into the land. In this warm season, in the laughter, a string of notes full of spring breath are beating.

The New Year bell is about to ring, and every beautiful heart is on its way home. The longing for the new year is accompanied by the wishes of the new year, dancing in the soft spring breeze. The grass laid a green carpet early, intoxicated itself at the moment when the Spring Festival bloomed, and white clouds greeted you for a long time in the fiery sunshine. Whether you licked the wound or smiled, whether you put your memory somewhere or not, dancing colorful lights to the sky.

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