In the early morning, whose song sprouts on the earth?

Lyrics: One day I woke up and saw me without you.

To my right is the toy you used to love.

But when I stood up and looked for you in the room.

All that's left is a letter with your taste.

Just yesterday we watched our ** together.

But now it makes me feel like the main actor in a bad drama.

Why is this happening to me?

Song title: Bingbian lesions.

I woke up at seven o'clock.

Brush your teeth, wash your face, and eat.

Get ready for school. The teacher said that you can't be late.

Study hard and make progress every day.

We are all good role models.

Study hard and make progress every day.

We are all good role models.

Dad said I was a good boy.

The first test will be given candy.

Mom said I was a good boy.

Get up early every day to practice big characters.

I never cried.

Crying nose and being a man has no ambition.

The school evaluates the best students every week.

Every time I get full.

First in every exam.

The teacher said that I love to study the most.

The most annoying girl loses her temper.

You all have to learn from me.

......Hehehe, I'm the most well-behaved, and everyone praises me.

Mom, I'm back.

I got another little red flower today.

Study hard and make progress every day.

We are all good role models.

Study hard and make progress every day.

We are all good role models.

Study hard and make progress every day.

We are all good role models.

Study hard and make progress every day.

We are all good role models.

Expect every day to come early.

Brothers and sisters, you have to exercise well.

Be physically strong and don't waste time.

Work your way up to the top of the leaderboard.

I won't admit defeat in the sports meeting.

I know there are many girls who admire me.

So I'm going to behave well.

Turns out I'm really cool.

Cute schoolgirl discharges me.

The teacher said that you can't fall in love.

So you all flash aside.

Study hard and make progress every day, and I will persist forever.

......Hmmm, I'm going to eat candy.

People are the first in the exam again, hehehehe.

Study hard and make progress every day.

We are all good role models.

Study hard and make progress every day.

The teacher praised me for being a good boy.

Study hard and make progress every day.

We are all good role models.

Study hard and make progress every day.

The teacher praised me for being a good boy.

Study hard and make progress every day.

We are all good role models.

Study hard and make progress every day.

We are all good role models.

You must study hard and make progress every day.

Actually, I also know how to play H&P

Study hard and make progress every day.

We are all good role models.

Study hard and make progress every day.

The teacher praised me for being a good boy.

Study hard and make progress every day.

We are all good role models.

Study hard and make progress every day.

We are all good role models.

......The ghosts and ghosts ask for adoption every day.

I'm going to work at 6:30 a.m.

Shuliang Shirong.

If I were a tree, my mom wouldn't have scolded me for soiling my clothes anymore.

The little sparrow will supple on my arm, hanging a string of notes.

Naughty butterflies, quietly slipping a glimmer of dust.

The squirrels jumped left and right on me, weaving a net of shade.

Giggle! And the abominable woodpecker, which tickles me with his sharp beak!

The Fountain of Poems (10 poems).

1 Dusk. The evening bell of Miller on the wall was struck by my silence, and the Holy One, who had ridden his donkey to Jeruchelom, had not yet returned.

Ignore the cunning look of that lamp, and tell me: who lit the first match?

2 The wheels of the chariot, the hooves of the horses, the trumpets of the trumpets, the flags of the caracal, and the will that is not tired are forward.

Why complain about the sinless shoes?

You! Extinguished torches, fish in the dry pond.

3 Expectation. Each silver raindrop is a beating word, and the lightning that burns wildly is the title of a line of actioners.

Wake up from the threshold of the night, open the black cat of dreams, and listen to the rolling thunder to report to me the good news.

4 Clouds: Do not walk on my blue roofs anymore [.]

My dove has informed you: I am not a believer in the Gallery School.

See how I abused the spade queen with a pencil sharpening knife, and you will understand that this season should allow the fruit to ripen quickly.

5 Summer. Incandescence. Incandescence. The voice of the call of the pioneers.

Decline. Decline. The weight of the love of the blood-bearers.

When the phoenix is flying into the raging fire, why, I still sleep in the shade of the cross?

6 The bird flew into the book of poems of the old Indian poet and jumped into the palm of the Persian empress, and what about me? Silence is like the dumb, stupid and wingless.

Aristophanes had brought his vision to the theatre, but the land of the penguins of Francis had no harbor for me to anchor.

7 Diary. Yesterday, Tan. The narrow door that closes the soul, the robber who feasts Schiller at night, the superman of Nietzsche.

Today, it's sunny. I polish the eyes of the camera and photograph the sunflowers of Van Gohe, the spring of Rodin.

8 And there are hunters with spears in the village of the hunting hills, and owls, and do not laugh wildly.

There are water-absorbing maidens in the desert, O camel bell, please do not speak of your loneliness and sorrow.

9 Confession. The kilns of Zantigan do not imprison my faith.

Counterfeiters are forever afraid of the sun.

On Judgment Day, the prodigal son reaped and went home, if the wheat did not die, we went to ** to harvest the grain?

10 tears. The lullaby injected too much haze into the veins by the cradle, and when I woke up today, I realized that I was a shell abandoned by the sea.

The hand that has kissed the soil cannot hold the Song of Solomon decorated with beads, and the fountain of this poem is from the Nile of pain.

Homesickness Once upon a time, I was a king, happy and rich, and the princess next door was my beautiful wife.

We harvest pearls of sorghum, gems of maize, and gold paper that hangs all over the old elm trees.

And now? Now I'm destitute.

Pop songs and neon lights anemia my mind.

Standing on the streets of insanity, I don't know where to go.

The dying star. Gently, I want to gently.

Use a silver paper cutter.

Cut the veins of the blue river, and let the melancholy and mourning.

Anger flooded up.

Looking at a dying star, I forgot the tears that crawled on my face.

Flowers and fruits. Flowers are silent**, fruits are the most moving books, when they are played in the spring and published in the fall, my days are the gears of the timepiece, to be relentlessly bitten and strangled;

Fragments of my heart flew in the court, and a sigh of mine rang out from the bottom of the stairs.

Snowfall in March.

There was a snow in March.

My mother is gone.

It's not just the winter sun that disappears from the sky.

There are also pigeon flying figures.

The strings are broken. I crouched on the top of the mountain deep in the clouds and wept.

March is the season for flowers.

And my harvest is indeed the withering of the flowers of the world.

On the snowy road.

Dead leaves dance. I sat on the ground.

Look up at the gates of heaven at night.

and the river that could not be crossed.

The stars are long gone.

There is no moon's caress on the ditch.

I debugged on my own tears.

Playing with a song of acacia on a snowy night.

The colors of the autumn wind.

The autumn wind is yellow.

The autumn wind is blowing. Corn yellow and clear.

The autumn wind is red.

The autumn wind is blowing. The maple leaves are red.

The autumn wind is purple.

The autumn wind is blowing. The grapes are purple and shiny.

Soda Green - incomparable beauty.

A kite flies in the sky.

The people of the earth chased after them on the ground.

If you're worried that you can't fly.

You have my butterflies.

A kite flies in the sky.

The people of the earth chased after them on the ground.

If I'm worried that I won't be able to fly.

I have your steppe.

yes yes you describe me as being in this world.

Unparalleled beauty.

yes, yes, I know you're the world.

Unparalleled beauty.

A kite flies in the sky.

The people of the earth chased after them on the ground.

If you're worried that you can't fly.

You have my butterflies.

Hey, hey

You describe me as being in this world.

Unparalleled beauty.

yes, yes, I know you're the world.

Unparalleled beauty.

yes yes when you need a summer.

I'm going to do my best.

yes yes yes I know you're going to be my cover.

When I was a deserter.

yes yes yes yes

Hey, hey

You describe me as being in this world.

Unparalleled beauty.

Hey, hey

I know you're the world.

Unparalleled beauty.

Hey, hey, hey, hey

A kite flies in the sky.

The people of the earth chased after them on the ground.

If you're worried that you can't fly.

You have my butterflies.

If I'm worried that I won't be able to fly.

I have your steppe.

You have to be happy.

Bugs fly. The children's version is better.

Unparalleled beauty, remember to adopt it.

The incomparable beauty of soda green begging to adopt ah (

Unparalleled beauty. Soda Green.

Soda Green - incomparable beauty.

The unparalleled beauty of soda green.

Unparalleled beauty of Soda Green.

How warm, ahhhh