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Xiao Hong's pupils read good words, sentences and paragraphs.

1, the flame cloud is coming up. The sun reddened the child's face. Great white dogs turn red, red rooster turns gold, and black hens turn rosewood. The old man who feeds pigs stood at the root of the wall and smiled and watched his two little white pigs turn into little golden pigs.

The sun in the garden is particularly strong. Flowers bloom, just like flowers wake up. The bird flew as if it were in the sky. This bug barks as if talking. Everything is alive, and what you do, what you do, what you do, what you do, is free.

There is a thin layer of frost hanging on the roof and treetops, and the whole city shines with a layer of silver light in the sun. My skirt rattled in the wind, I was cold, and I felt lonely, just like standing on an uninhabited mountain top. The frost on the roof of every house is not a flash of silver, but some snowflakes, ice flowers, or something colder is sucking me, just like taking a bath in ice water.

4. Cucumbers will bloom when they are willing to lie down, and they will bear cucumbers when they are willing to bear cucumbers. If you don't want to, you won't even have a cucumber, a flower and no one will ask. Corn can grow as high as it wants, and nobody cares if it wants to grow in the sky.

Dandelions sprout, sheep bleat, crows fly around the poplar forest, and the weather gets warmer every day, and the days are more interesting every inch. Huayang flies like cotton.

6. The blue sky is a bit dark, and the white clouds are silver, just like big white flowers dotted in the sky; It seems that it is so heavy that it is about to fall from the sky. The sky is getting higher and higher, and it is no longer that high.

7. The light makes the river glow slightly. The moon in the sky jumps on the water.

8. The planes are all silvery white, and they are all purring. Are they all purring? Well, I don't know. Or everyone is shouting, the beat is like singing, with a certain tone, or the sound scattered in the middle of the cloud curtain is just one piece. It's like listening to the waves at night, that's all.

9, birth and death, nothing to say. If it is natural, let it grow naturally. Grow up and grow up. Forget it if you don't grow up. (www.lz 13.cn) Spring, summer, autumn and winter go back and forth all year round, which has been the case since ancient times. The wind, frost, rain and snow have all passed, and those who can stand it have sought natural results.

10, women are too self-sacrificing. This is not courage, but cowardice, which is the inertia of self-sacrifice cultivated in a state of long-term helpless sacrifice.

1 1. The sky is red, golden, purple and yellow, gray and lily. Grape ash, pear yellow, eggplant purple, these colors are all in the sky, and some colors can't be said or seen.

12, I am completely confused by youth. When I was studying, where did I know I was hungry? I only know that youth is the most important thing. Although I am not old now, I always feel that youth is the past!

13, I am willing to forget these memories; However, before I forget, I am willing to review it again.

14, it's like a heavy rain, it will get you wet soon, but the clouds are gone, and it's someone else who gets wet. I was like a match he struck, and suddenly I turned to ashes, and then he struck another match in front of me.

15, spring has come, and people have been waiting for a long time for a big riot, which will be held tonight. Everyone feels guilty and wants to participate in the attempt of liberation ... Spring blows into everyone's heart, calling and confused. ...

16, butterflies fly at will, a pair of yellow butterflies fly over the wall for a while, and a white butterfly flies over the wall for a while. Whose house did they come from and where did they fly? The sun doesn't know this either. Only the sky is blue, high and far.

17, the flowers are blooming, just like waking up. Birds fly, just like wandering in the sky. This bug barks as if talking. Do what you want.

18. In March, Yuan Ye was already green, green as lichen, and it was everywhere. The grass in the suburbs has to turn several turns to get out of the ground. The grass is still leaning against the swollen shell of the seed, sprouting more than an inch high and happily emerging from the soil.

I hope it will be adopted. Thank you.