If you were a big tree, you would cast a shadow.

If you are a river, you raise one side of soil;

If you are a breeze, you bring a little coolness;

If you are a good medicine, you will sow health all your life.

If you are a river, you raise one side of soil;

If you are a breeze, you bring a little coolness;

If you are a good medicine, you will sow health all your life.

If you are a fallen leaf, I will give you a miss.

If you are a ray of sunshine, shine on one side and moisten the soil.

If you are a grass, sprinkle a piece of hope.

If you are a pair of cloth shoes, make a path.

If you are a fallen leaf, I will give you a miss.

If you are a ray of sunshine, shine on one side and moisten the soil.

If you are a grass, add a little green;

If you are a cloud, turn it into a drop of rain;

If you are a star, decorate a corner of the night sky;

If you are a flower, decorate it with spring.

1. love: love is a piece of sunshine shining in winter, which makes people who are poor and sick feel the warmth of the world; Love is the spring in the desert, which makes people on the verge of despair see the hope of life again; Love is a ballad floating in the night sky, which gives spiritual comfort to lonely and helpless people.

2 beauty: still life is the beauty of solidification, and moving scenery is the beauty of flow; Straight lines are smooth beauty, while curves are euphemistic beauty; A noisy city is a prosperous beauty, and a quiet country is an elegant beauty. There is beauty everywhere in life, as long as you have a pair of eyes to find beauty and a heart to feel beauty.

1. Time is life, time is speed, and time is power.

2. Yan 'an's songs are torches at night, coal in snowy days and showers in drought.

1 life: life is like a book, which needs careful consideration;

Life is like a cup of tea, which needs to be savored;

Life is like a wisp of duckweed in the river, and I don't know where to go.

2 Missing: Missing is that hungry people think of cooking smoke;

Miss, it is possible for people to see plums;

Miss is Li Qingzhao's solo tour of Lanzhou.

Gratitude: the fallen leaves hover in the air, forming a grateful movement, which is the gratitude of the tree to the earth that nourishes it; Baiyun floats in the blue sky, drawing pictures of people, which is Baiyun's gratitude to the blue sky that raised it. Because of gratitude, there will be this colorful society, and because of gratitude, there will be sincere friendship. Because gratitude makes us understand the true meaning of life.

Swallows sometimes fly high in the sky and cut white clouds with scissors. "Oh, it hurts!" Baiyun groaned loudly; I sweep the fields from time to time, bringing teacher Chun's blessing. Sometimes fly very low and tell the children that it's going to rain. (Zhang)

Birds sometimes fly over the fields, leaving warm memories for children. Sometimes it flies over the water and mischievously splashes small "pearls". Sometimes I will rush into the blue sky and swim with Sister Baiyun. (Lian Lianjun)

How clear the lake is, you can see fish playing in the water; How obedient the lake is, if the wind doesn't blow, he won't make trouble; How lovely this lake is. When the wind came, he pouted playfully and made ripples. (Zhang Jinghui)

Back to grandma's house, I saw Xiao Wang, a puppy. It is still so gentle, when I hold it, it will lick my little hand and make it itchy; Still so beautiful, a sweater is always white; It is still so greedy that even a leaf should be smelled intently; It's still so naughty that it barks at everyone. (Chen Hongxu)

White clouds sometimes cross golden fields and scatter warm blessings on rice; Sometimes I play magic and turn into a fog. I came to Grandfather Sun's door and made him a cup of sweet fragrant tea. From time to time, I float to the bird sister's house and catch up with them. (Zhang Chi)

I want to cry when I think about the dribs and drabs of graduates leaving school. The past came unexpectedly.

I don't remember how many times I played poker in the dormitory, but the situation of fierce competition for a card still seems to be in front of my eyes.

I can't remember how many times we went to the canteen to eat together, but those who robbed each other were chased all over the place like eyes.

I can't remember how many times I slept in together and skipped classes together, but the situation of being too lazy to get up and laugh at each other is still like before my eyes.

I don't remember how many times I chased girls together, but when I saw that girls were afraid to speak, the situation of urging each other to confess was still the same as before.

I don't remember how many times I went to the library for self-study, but I was crazy about occupying a seat but didn't learn to read a big book and talk loudly, which led others to stare at me frequently but still went my own way.

I don't remember how many times I took notes during the exam, but the scene of walking out of the classroom like a generous revolutionary after being caught by the teacher is still like before my eyes.

I can't remember how many times I went out to drink together when I was lovelorn, but the scene where the pretender sighed after drinking, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, and I thought she couldn't forget it" is still like in front of me.

I can't remember how many times I slept in the same bed at night, but the situation was so rampant when discussing state affairs that I covered my face with smelly socks that attracted the dissatisfaction of other brothers, and it was still the same as before.

I can't remember how many times I climbed to the top of the building to look at the stars, but the scene of sharing my thoughts with each other and crying in the emotional place is still like my eyes.

I can't remember how many times I fought with each other, but if the brothers encounter problems afterwards, the situation will remain the same as before.

I don't remember how many times I was sick and didn't want to have tea and dinner, but my brothers registered to take medicine and send water to sweat before and after running and said that they were not tired.

I can't remember how many times, but the true feelings of my brothers have been deeply rooted in my heart, which can't be erased by time.

I don't know when, tears have blurred my vision. I can't see what's on TV, but the song "Brother Sleeping on My Upper Bed" haunts my ears.