1 The swallows have gone, but they will come again; the willows have withered, but they will bloom again; the peach blossoms have faded, but they will bloom again...
2 If life is a A small piece of grass, I would like to offer a little green for spring; if life is a big tree, I would like to spread a piece of green shade (coolness) to the earth (in summer); if life is a flower, I would like to offer a piece of green shade to the world. A ray of fragrance; if life is a fruit, I would like to leave a trace of sweetness in the world.
3 People love autumn, love her clear sky, love her clear clouds and bright sunshine, love her fragrance floating in the fields. People love spring, its beautiful wind and sunshine, its red flowers and green willows, and its rain that moistens all things.
4 In every pond, there is the breath of the ocean; in every young leaf, there is the fragrance of spring; in every green tree, there is the greenness of the forest; in every drop of dew, there is the fragrance of spring. All have the brilliance of the sun.
5 When you appreciate the mountains, you will naturally find strength and dignity in the majesty of the mountains; when you appreciate the big trees, you will naturally gain independence and dignity in the majesty of the trees; when you appreciate the grass, you will naturally find strength and dignity in the majesty of the trees. Draw persistence and hope from the luxuriant flowers.
6 The strings of footprints covered by mugwort, the faded acacia red beans, the colorful shells weathered by the years, the withered branches of the fragrant mountain red leaves...
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7What is adaptation? Adaptation is the green pines dancing in the wind on the cliffs of Mount Tai, the wintersweet blooming proudly in the snow in the cold winter months, and the petrels flying proudly in the flash of thunder.
8 I am grateful to my mother. It is your love that has helped my seedling grow into a big tree.
I am grateful to the teacher. It is your care that brings my creek into the sea.
I am grateful to the spring breeze. It is you who blow the flowers red, the grass green, and warm my body.
9 Snow like catkins, snow like reeds, like The downy seeds of dandelions are like snow, flying in the wind
10 Honesty is the seeds sown in spring, the abundant fruits produced in autumn, and the ears of wheat seedlings moistened by sweat in the wind The swaying symphony;
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