Imitation of the mother fragment of the golden flower lotus leaf, imitation of the second natural pa

If I become a small, little green worm, Mother, please protect me with your wide wings and get a little little warmth for me.

I grew my feet slowly, slowly, Mom, please let go of the hand that held me tightly and let me climb on my own, please don't worry, no matter how muddy the ground is, I will also crawl slowly, slowly into the depths of the woods.

Mother, when you teach me to eat leaves, please teach me patiently, patiently, hand in hand, don't think that I will learn everything quickly, your kindness will make me learn patiently, patiently.

Mom, when you see me secretly going to play with the little ants when I should be studying; When you're angry that I threw a big piece of corn when I jumped, think of the phrase "I'm just a little green worm."

Gradually, gradually, I grew stronger and fatter, and you would always nag at that time: "Look at how slender the dragonflies are, and how tall the cockroach brother next door is." "I will say impatiently:

Sick of it. "Mom, please don't be angry, you have to believe that your child is following his own path, and it will grow up gradually, gradually.

It's late autumn, and I've got a big, big cocoon, Mom, I think that's when you're the proudest, and you're braving the cold to stay by the cocoon, looking forward to it, looking forward to ......

That kind of love, I can feel it in my dreams in a cocoon.

One day, I shed my cocoon and finally flew freely in the sky. And you are old, you can no longer fly, more of a wait-and-see, just like when I was a child I looked up enviously at you in the sky. Maybe at this time, you are more relieved and disappointed.

But don't worry, Mom, I'm still going to come back to you, and by then, Mom, please still call me Little Green Worm!

If I become a wisp of smoke, just for freedom.

Caressing the young leaves of the tree, leisurely paddling to the sky, and spinning in the fingertips of the wind, Mom, will you know me?

Whatever you want. Hehe.

Peach Blossoms: The peach blossoms have bloomed quite a bit, and the restless branches are flying open and stopping on the roof of a house, like a fine handicraft. Pink peach blossoms came out of the handicraft, some of them only had two or three petals, like a shy girl covering her face; Some of the petals are all gone, revealing thin and tender yellow stamens, exuding bursts of fragrance; Some of them are still flowers, waiting for other "teachers" who have already bloomed to teach them how to bloom!

The peach blossoms on the tree are more beautiful than the other. Look at this one, I'm giving my friends a lease to dress up; Look at the one, and ...... whispering to the flower bone next to itMother Nature's Creator is amazing!

Locust claw: Locust locust has grown very tall. At the top, the branches hang down, as the name suggests, like a dragon's claw.

In the spring, it grows shoots; In summer, some of it is full of leaves, and some are only a little taller than the buds; In autumn, it begins to shed its leaves; In winter, it endures the bitter cold, like a warrior.

I feel like a dragon's claw, guarding the motherland like a warrior. Soak up the morning sun and feel the breeze. Birds flew over my head and told me the joy of flying; Little ants crawled up the hill at my feet, confiding in me about the arduousness of transporting food.

1. Morning glory mother has a very good way, she lets the bulbs bask in the sun.

2. Mother Poplar has a good idea, she lets the children swing. As long as the wind blows gently across the bridge, the children will fly in the air.

3. Mother Poplar prepared a cotton coat and gave it to her baby. As long as the wind blows gently, the children will fly away from their mothers with the wind.

4. Mother Willow prepared a fluffy dress and gave it to her doll. As soon as the wind blew gently, the children rode the wind and set off.

5. Mother Willow prepared a velvet coat and gave it to her doll. As soon as the wind blows gently, the children will fly into the distance on the wind.

The moon is round, the boat is bent, the white clouds are blooming, and the snowflakes are flakes.