Teaching plan for picking flowers in middle class poetry

Pick, pick, pick wild flowers, and soon we will pick a handful of flowers, flowers and colorful flowers, which are really beautiful. Weave, weave, weave a wreath, and the wreath goes round and round. Put them on, put them on, put them on our heads. We will become spring girls, go, go and pick mushrooms in the forest; Pick, pick, pick mushrooms, mushrooms, mushrooms, meat; Small, small, little girl, picking mushrooms is really fragrant; Dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing is really beautiful. In April, my parents took me for an outing. The flowers in the mountains were very bright and changed a lot. I secretly picked flowers and made a wreath for my mother. There are purple flowers, yellow flowers, pink flowers and white flowers. Just to my liking, let me weave a seven-color wreath for my mother. She was so surprised that she even praised me as her little baby.