Poems about the new semester

New semester, new look, new pursuits, new goals.

In the early morning, the sun shines, and I am super excited to go to school.

It’s morning for the teacher, it’s morning for the classmate, we are no strangers, please say hello.

New goal, run before, tomorrow, will be better!

New semester, new goals,

New classmates, new self.

In the new semester, I will work hard.

In the new semester, I will be completely new.

New semester, new learning,

New classroom, new happiness.

In the new semester, I thrive.

In the new semester, I move forward step by step.

New goals create a new future,

A new self brings new fruits.

Let us work hard to move forward together,

Our future is bright and sunny.

Children, please sit down

The sunshine has filled the classroom

The young faces

You have to smile Recognize

The cleaning has begun

The broom you waved

has swept away the dust on the ground

You must also sweep away the dust on the road Mud

When cleaning the glass, you must also clear the eyes of the soul

So that it can see the distant scenery clearly

The stains on the blackboard have been hanging for a long time

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It will take some effort to remove it

Touch its face

The sun will shine on it and it will be more transparent

Let the cobwebs in the corner be connected with history The dust

Lose your attachment

Don’t let it become a moth in your soul

My child, you must learn to look down on the wind of the world

The table must be arranged neatly and neatly

You have to write history and life on it

Don’t forget to brighten the lamp too

The day when the sun rests

Let it replace the rainbow

Find the right latitude and longitude of life

Don’t hunch over

Don’t raise your head too high

That way you won’t be able to see clearly the direction of your feet

Look ahead

Keep your eyes sharp

Don’t let the people around you laugh

Rock your future

My child, you have to shut your mouth

Learn to listen

The thoughts of sages

and you will go Enter your soul

If you feel tired

Find exercise to vent your energy

Or flirt with literature

Or sit Looking at the scenery from the moon

The world of wine

A stormy life

In the end, you must return to your soul

Travel to the ends of the earth

Pick up the scenery along the way

As long as you don’t extinguish the light in your heart