Under the umberlla there is my small face that won 't be wet ,
Mother 's love is the string of the kite ,
At the ends of the earth it always hovers in my heart ,
Mother ' s love is the rhyme in my childhood ,
It will never be old in the deep place of my memory .
母亲的爱是雨伞,下雨了,
雨伞下有我的小脸上,赢得t是湿的`,
母亲的爱是风筝的字符串,
在地极总是徘徊在我心中,
母亲的爱是我童年的押韵,
它永远不会老在我记忆的深处。
How time flies! Three years has passed. I will graduate from junior high school. I will enter a new school to study. What will my new head teacher be like?I imagine that she/he is not only young but also beautiful/handsome. She/He maybe both patient with us and kind to us. She/He is also strict with us. I hope she/he is outgoing. She/He can understand us and make friends with us. If she/he likes doing sports, we can play together after class. She/He can get moreknowledge from her/him.I am looking forward to seeing her/him!
我的新班主任
时间过得真快!三年过去了。我将从初中毕业。我将进入一所新学校学习。我的新班主任会是什么样的'人?
我想她/他不仅年轻,而且漂亮/英俊。她/他也许对我们既有耐心又对我们很好。她/他对我们也很严格。我希望她/他是外向的。她/他能理解我们并与我们交朋友。如果她/他喜欢运动,我们课后可以一起玩。她/他可以从她/他那里获得更多的知识。
我期待着见到她/他!
I was born in a beautiful town with high mountains around it.The mountains are covered with all kinds of green bamboo.Through the town runs a small stream.It’s said that a new railway is going to be built to the east of the town and a bamboo factory to the west.All the children of the school age can go to school.If anyone is ill,he can go to see the doctor in the newly-built hospital.People in the town are hard-working and never take the backwardness lying down.Though they are having a richer and better life,they are not satisfied with what they have got.They are working hard to build their town into a modern one.
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