5th grade nursery rhyme how to write childhood dreams 30

If you can't sell it (liao), run home;

The threshold is high, and the puppies in a litter rob (liao) Le.

The moon is shining, riding a horse to burn incense;

The horse is tied to the plane tree, and the pony is tied to the branch.

There is also a suitable one to lie in the arms of grandparents:

Benches and benches are stacked, and there is a big brother inside;

The eldest brother came out to buy groceries, and there was a grandmother inside;

Grandma came out to burn incense, and there was a girl inside;

The girl came out to comb her hair, and there was a grandson monkey inside;

The monkey came out to make a fool, and there was a chicken inside;

The chicks come out to lay eggs, and there is a little swallow inside;

Xiao Yan came out of the clouds, toot, and smacked you.

Historical allusions. Common sense of life.

Family and friendship. Add a little bit to both.

Smoother to the tongue. And it is.

12.When I grow up, I'll be you.

Hours and hours I waited.

For you are beautiful zhi

Lead a flock of birds to fly around.

I thought you were very angry.

The last sentence was also earth-shattering.

When I grew up, I became the classroom you know.

It's the hope that flies, and it's always you who keeps the nest.

When I grew up, I became the chalkboard that you know.

What is written is the truth, and what is erased is utilitarian.

When I was a kid, I thought you were mysterious.

Make all the puzzles fun.

When I was a kid, I thought you were powerful.

You always like to lift us up high.

When I grew up, I became you, and you knew that chalk.

It's a rainbow, and it's teardrops.

When I grew up, I became you, and I knew that podium.

It is others who lift up, and it is oneself that is devoted.

I'll be you when I grow up.

I will be you, I will be you.

"I Think", "Ink Painting of Childhood".

When I grow up, I'll be you.

As a child, I thought.

You're beautiful

Leading a flock of small birds to fly around

When I was a child, I thought you.

Very spirited.

The last sentence was also earth-shattering.

When I grew up, I became the classroom you know.

It's the hope that flies, and it's always you who keeps the nest.

When I grew up, I became the chalkboard that you know.

What is written is the truth, and what is erased is utilitarian.

When I was a kid, I thought you were mysterious.

Make all the puzzles fun.

When I was a kid, I thought you were powerful.

You always like to lift us up high.

When I grew up, I became you, and you knew that chalk.

It's a rainbow, and it's teardrops.

When I grew up, I became you, and I knew that podium.

It is others who lift up, and it is oneself that is devoted.

I'll be you when I grow up.

I will be you, I will be you.

A childhood dream is a similar song.

Childhood Dreams". You have a dream of flying in the blue sky; Embrace the sun with open arms; The white clouds are floating on the side of Li Shengji; The geese are singing loudly; I have a dream of sailing on the sea; Raise the sails and fight the waves; Petrels shouted with joy all around; The butterflyfish is drumming for me; dreams; In the years the long river flows; Growing with the four seasons; quietly change the immature face; But my heart is still smiling and full of yearning; dreams; Travel through the time tunnel; Seems a bit rushed; But still innocent smiling faces; still don't forget to paint your dreams; I have a dream of sailing on the sea; Raise the sails and fight the waves; Petrels shouted with joy all around; The butterflyfish is clapping for me; dreams; In the years the long river flows; Growing with the four seasons; quietly change the immature face; But my heart is still full of yearning; dreams; Travel through the time tunnel; Seems a bit rushed; But it's still a straight smile: I still don't forget to depict my dreams:

The dream: in the years of the long river flowing: with the four seasons continue to grow:

Quietly change the immature face: but the heart is still full of yearning; dreams; Travel through the time tunnel; It seems a bit of a hurry which socks are in a hurry; But still innocent smiling faces; still don't forget to paint your dreams; still don't forget to paint your dreams;

Spring is in**.

Little Swallow Childhood (Luo Dayou).

Edelweiss small back basket.

A little girl picking mushrooms.

There is only a mother in the world.

The bunny is well-behaved.

Listen to Mom talk about the past.

Find a friend and throw a handkerchief.

Clapping song little star.

Grass sings and smiles.

Reading Lang sells newspaper songs, these are the nursery rhymes I liked when I was a child, hehe.

Wake up early every morning and go to school with your school bag on your back.

Wear a neat scarf and don't forget to arrive at school on time.

When I saw my teacher and classmates, I took the initiative to say hello and reconcile.

The plan of the day lies in the morning, and the precious time must be grasped.

Queue up and assemble quietly and quickly, full of energy to do exercises.

Be thoughtful before class and wait for the teacher to come to class.

Don't talk carefully in class, listen attentively and use your brain.

Read a lot of books to increase knowledge, and submit homework on time.

The writing posture should be correct, and the eye exercise should be done to protect the eyesight.

Recess activities should be civilized and cheerful to eliminate fatigue.

Go up and down the stairs on the right, and walk as lightly as possible in the hallway.

If you have something to ask your teacher for, you should be knowledgeable and well-cultivated.

Civilized meals increase nutrition, cherish food and rest assured.

When you see the garbage, bend over and don't let the confetti run around.

Flowers and trees are wonderful, and it's really important for everyone to be environmentally friendly.

There is an orderly queue after school, and the power of doors and windows should be turned off.

Don't linger when you get home on time, don't run around outside.

Civilized norms are kept in mind, and strive to be a little star of etiquette.

Small holes in the straw hat.

It's me who gives the sun.

Door after door opened.

You see the sun coming down.

They mischievously stepped on my shadow.

My shadow left their footprints.

Spring has arrived. The weather is warmer.

Hurry up and come out.

The bud bud should not only show a small head.

How beautiful the bark is on the outside.

Hurry up and come out.

The sun will give you.

Dress in green. The spring breeze will be given to you.

Sweet dew drops.

On the south side of the clouds, in that distant place, a flock of leaves said:

We want to bloom like flowers.

There is a group of flowers that say:

We want to fly like birds.

A flock of peacocks said:

We want to grow like a tree.

Small holes in the straw hat.

It's me who gives the sun.

Door after door opened.

You see the sun coming down.

They mischievously stepped on my shadow.

My shadow left their footprints.

Spring has arrived. The weather is warmer.

Hurry up and come out.

The bud bud should not only show a small head.

How beautiful the bark is on the outside.

Hurry up and come out.

The sun will give you.

Dress in green. The spring breeze will be given to you.

Sweet dew drops.

On the south side of the clouds, in that distant place, a flock of leaves said:

We want to bloom like flowers.

There is a group of flowers that say:

We want to fly like birds.

A flock of peacocks said:

We want to grow like a tree.