Seek the common sense of life and health in grade six and all the teaching plans in the first stage of scientific and technological activities in grade six.

It's all over.

Just vaguely remember

Those short and long days

It rains in Mao Mao every day.

Two sets of hesitant footprints

How to meander and meet in a hurry

How to leave in a hurry

This story happened only because

A long-cherished wish

Affectionate seeds meet with rain.

It germinates and grows wildly in your gentle eyes.

So my long night is no longer calm.

Miss as dense as a spider's web

Gradually weave my slightly cold dream.

The arrival of migratory birds contributed to the flood of love.

At that time, the black waterfall in front also splashed.

In an instant, it filled my two nearly dry deep pools.

On your back, I became a romantic Li Bai.

Watching you affectionately in the sun all day.

What should fly down is my mood.

Think about it.

How beautiful is that rose behind the waterfall?

I always believe that this is the best season for love.

All my favorite flowers are in full bloom at this moment.

And believe that there is a flower

It is because of me that the fragrance is revealed.

Every pore, every cell in my body

All this is for you, my most beautiful flower.

Be fully prepared.

I even thought that I wouldn't be lonely tomorrow.

Loneliness and sadness will go with the wind.

Because of you, my life will be full of sunshine.

Love your day, everything is fine.

My heart rises and falls regularly for you.

One love poem a day, flowing out in order.

I think you will be my only reader.

The secret of the Millennium will also be revealed.

You will be the first person to hear this touching legend.

The real climax is in a light afternoon.

A long-planned tragicomedy kicked off.

But I am an unfortunate director, an unfortunate actor and an unfortunate audience.

Just because you don't play the leading role in the cooperation

The wonderful and boring performance was forced to end.

My applause didn't ring as scheduled.

But the rain is in sunny April.

Into my burning eyes

It's all over.

The days of loving you are always endless.

There are plenty of fish in the sea.

Looking at the dim light, I feel sad.

Look up at your figure every day.

Close your eyes or the sound of you continuing.

Yesterday, you were my lover.

But tomorrow you will never be my bride.