White clouds are floating.
Kites are swaying under white clouds,
Thin thread.
For a long time,
Birds join in the fun.
school
I can't hear birds singing on the branches.
It's just that the sound of reading spread all over the campus
The book flipped gently on the table,
Ink flowed slowly from the nib.
In front of the teacher, hands in the air.
I also want to speak my mind to the teacher.
Flowering shrub
The butterfly stopped on the green leaves and flapped its wings gently.
Dragonflies fly quietly in the sun.