Excerpted from the fourth grade poetry collection, good words are worth chewing repeatedly, and unforgettable sentences lie quietly in a corner of your heart. It is also worth learning to extract good words and sentences recorded in this book. Abstraction is a habit of ten years. Excerpting the fourth-grade poetry collection will enrich your excerpts.
From the fourth grade book 1 The Wind
Wind,
No matter how big it is, it is not terrible.
The scary thing is,
The wind blows,
Everything has changed,
You haven't changed.
Wind,
No matter how big it is,
Terrible. Yes,
The wind blows,
Nothing has changed,
You've changed.
Excerpt from the second volume of the fourth grade "The Moon"
The moon in the sky goes round and round,
It shines like a jade plate in the sea.
A group of fish swam over,
The tracts were broken into two or three pieces.
The fish ran away in fear,
All the way to the rock.
Looking back,
The moon is round.
From the third volume of the fourth grade, "Mom is a big tree"
Mom is a big tree,
I am a bird in the tree,
Every day, beside my mother,
Jumping and jumping for joy.
It was very hot, and my mother gave me shade.
Green leaves shake hypnotic tunes;
It was cold, and my mother hugged me tightly.
Snowflakes compose songs of spring.
Ah, mom,
No matter where you fly in the future,
I will never forget,
This green forest.
Mom is a fertile soil,
I am a small sapling,
Fertile soil nourishes me,
Let me get taller every day.
Mother's love,
Give me a green life,
Give me the realm of life,
Mature laughter.
Ah, mom,
I am like an ear of wheat,
With a heavy salute,
Thank you for your contribution to parenting.
Mom is a blue harbor,
I'm a sailboat far from the port,
With your blessings and expectations,
Pave the way for me.
I know, there will be one ahead.
Keywords rapids, reefs, storms,
Mom's harbor,
Will hold me in your arms at any time.
Ah, mom,
No matter what kind of stormy waves you encounter,
I am determined to run towards my goal,
There will never be any wavering.