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Closer, my friend Listen to the story I put my country and I want to give the news to the events that happened In the Promised Land**Correction end**[Poem A Duck Every place has a slum This version I found out: Attentive peptide y I have a story to tell me about the Jews where the life version feels really some people call But for me it is hell heaven God gave me the grace amazin lifestyle How do you feel If you have caught up with the meal? Build a hut and live in it without having to eat a pump on the ground We use what way to write down about the same as cultivating the land, River fishing everybody helpin whenever they can make steel with each other It happens, from nothin to somethin How we survive Returning to the hometown [chorus] [poem two, yo, but it's a:

Although I went home to my hometown (take a look at it) to see **politics.

I bring news from my country.

I hope to give stories.

Ongoing events.

Promise land there.

End of revision**

Verse one, every place gets a Jewman Street this version of me.

Check it out ...

Listening to y all closely, I get a story to tell.

A version of my Jew's Street** life felt for the real thing.

Some will call it hell, but to me it's heaven.

God has given me the way to live an elegant amazin life.

How would you feel if you had a meal on catching?

Build a hut to live and eat and cold in.

To the pump there is water outta that ground.

The way we put it ??Fall to use what is in the vicinity.

The same kind of land is for farming, and the river is for fishing.

Everyone helpin each other whenever they can.

We makin it happens, from nothin to somethin

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I came back to my hometown (check it out) home and saw what s g

Today is Sunday. The weather was excellent. Mary, Lucy and Simon go out for a picnic. They go to a park, a very large natural park. They can see a lot of people there.

There are many green trees and beautiful flowers in that park. Near the gate, there is a lake. Some ducks swim in the lake and many fish frolic in the clean water.

The children brought some delicious food to eat, such as bread, cakes, sausages, cola, and burgers, and they had lunch under a tree.

After lunch, they read books, play games, fish, and chat together. They took a lot of ** and had a great day!

Hope it helps, I hope you can adopt my answer, thank you.

Here your aching heart is dull.

Poor thing, isn't it? You think I'm in it right now.

If you love him, you can't just switch it no matter what kind of ** the teacher says.

So I'm just destined to be unhappy, am I? Holder torch.

Her mother won't let him go?

One-stop it, okay? Otherwise, the self-indulgent queen stuff is time to move - s on, the past is now you look at the table in the future, all the new boyfriend who will be more polished than him?

There was once a beast who was very ugly and had no friends. No one wanted to talk to him, not even the other beasts thought it was ugly.

He lived alone and was not happy at all because he was so lonely.

I wish I had a friend" he told himself every day "one friend is enough, there is someone to talk to".

He wrote a letter to a magazine. The magazine also gave the person some advice.

"My dear," he wrote, "I am an ugly beast. How can I find a friend? ”

Dear beast "replied" in this magazine that the ad is a friend of his".

The Beast wrote an advertisement.

Beasts need friends, males or females. I have two heads, four arms, six legs, and three tails. I have one blue eye, one green eye, and one brown eye.

My nose will smoke. But I'm really a kind beast and will be friends with someone. If you'd like to meet me, please stand at Blake on Friday, March 7 at 6 p.m"S store outside.

This is what Mr. A wrote" (Box 45 Everybody"s magazine should be the address).

A few days later he went to that magazine.

Any correspondence from box45? He asked.

The clerk took a look at box45

Yes, there's a letter to this," she said and gave it to him.

The Beast opened the letter and read, "Dear Beast, I think that a man's character is more important than his looks. I'll be standing outside Blake'sstore on Friday afternoon. Please take a flower so I can recognize you.

Sincerely, miss alice thwaite" (note: the general idea is good, but maybe some words are a little wrong).

Once upon a time there was a monster who was very ugly and had no friends. No one wants to talk to him, not even other monsters think he's ugly.

The monster lived alone, and he was very unhappy because he felt very lonely.

How I wish I had a friend," he said to himself every day, "a friend is enough to talk to me." ”

He wrote a letter to a magazine, which was for people to suggest.

My dear," he wrote, "I am an ugly monster. How can I find friends? ”

Dear monster," the one replied, "let's put a friend ad in our magazine." ”

So the monster wrote an advertisement.

Monsters recruit friends, male and female. I have two heads, four arms, six legs, and three tails. I have one blue eye, one green eye all the time and one brown eye.

My nose will smoke. If you'd like to meet me, please stand outside the Black Store on Friday, May 7 at 6pm. and write to Renren Magazine, Mr. A, P.O. Box 45.

A few days later, the monster came to the magazine.

Did you receive a letter from P.O. Box 45? He asked.

The employee searched for it in P.O. Box 45.

Yes, here's one. She said, and gave him the letter.

The monster opened the letter and read: "Dear Mr. Monster, I think that a person's qualities are far more important than his appearance. I'll be waiting for you outside the Black store on Friday. Please bring the flowers all the time, I can recognize you. Sincerely, Miss Alice Sweet. ”

Once upon a time there was a monster who was ugly and had no friends.