First, smile
You are just a grass that nobody cares about.
smile
If you touch the sun,
smile
If you warm your heart,
Beyond friendship?
Her warm love
Her eyes smile like the sun.
If you are in love,
Smile!
Beyond love?
She warms your heart.
Her beautiful lips are just like her mother's words.
If you are in love,
Smile!
Is it beyond family ties?
She warms your life.
Her warm arms are like a harbor that can be docked.
If we understand love,
Smile!
Second, laugh.
Her eyes, her lips,
There is a circular vortex on the lips.
As beautiful as dew,
A bright smile.
Hiding in the shining shell teeth.
It was a smile-God's smile, a beautiful smile:
The reflection of water, the light song of the wind.
Laughing at her loose curly hair,
Scattered in her ear.
Soft as a flower shadow,
Itchy sweetness
Into your heart.
It was a smile-a poetic smile, a picturesque smile:
Traces of clouds, soft waves of waves.
Third, your smile.
Your smile is in the corner of your eye,
Like a fish's tail swimming,
A microwave rose from Pinghu.
Your smile is on your face,
Like a pink butterfly,
Spread your wings and fly gently.
Your smile hangs on your lips,
Like two petals in full bloom,
Dewdrops of joy fell one by one.
Your smile is in your heart,
Like a ripe honey fruit,
Always full of sweet temptations.
Fourth, I believe there is Lushan Mountain in my chest.
If you don't learn from Dong Ju, you laugh at yourself.
If you look at the slope, you will know that there is Lushan Mountain in your chest.
From the side of the monarch, horizontally, there are mountains and valleys.
Like a broken fairy smile, you really have Lushan Mountain in your chest.
Away from the lotus society, Tao ordered Shouyu to go back.
I want to see the mountains before crossing the pavilion.
Five, looking for osmanthus fragrans
When the golden millet is Buddha, when it smiles.
If you bother to repair the moon axe, I'll share the autumn branches.
As for Huang Xiang's work, Mo Lingqing knows it.
I can't sleep at night, so I have to read some poems.
Sixth, I feel that the first song of twenty songs
There is a virgin in the east, whose literary talent is beautiful.
High feelings and thin customs, seeking immortality in the sea.
Back to boast about the neighborhood, Zhu Lou gave a banquet.
There are waves today and tears in the past.
Draw a smile for dad.
perhaps
I don't know what to do.
I'm just writing
Draw again
I hope
I wrote and drew.
Not only did you write, but you also drew.
I hope
my family
The lamp in my house
And an unknown dream
Start lighting
Start lighting the lights at the intersection
I know
Dad was here before twelve.
Let me get hot
plate
Why should I cry?
When I cry
The food is cold.
Dad is lying under the board.
I saw a man dancing at the crossroads.
I saw a shadow dancing at the crossroads.
Why do I dance, too
Before I dance
The food is cold.
Dad's snoring nose and heart
Jump together
I don't know what to do.
I hope
I can get up early tomorrow.
Create a hot spot
meals
Dad's stomach can hold up
Before dad falls asleep.
I want to make him laugh.
I also want to draw a picture.
Write down his smile.
His smile is no longer full of lament.
Sorrow and distress
I also want to draw a house for him.
And what he wants.
He enjoys it.
Be happy in your own house.
I hope
Dad is smiling.