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Happy young man

Happy young man

By Louie GonzalesPublished 11 months ago 3 min read
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Snow, quietly slowly down, such as goose feather, like catkins, the first snow of this winter, so came. At first, there was a faint "da da" sound, I looked out of the window: "under the ice!" "What ice? It's snow!" My mother laughed. "Ice, indeed! Then I walked around the yard and brought back some ice residue. My mother believed me: "This is snow." More or less my mother agreed with her own point of view. I insist on their own point of view, in order to research, I went to the yard grabbed a handful of "ice slag ", into the mouth of the mineral water bottle, mother convinced. It was strange that a handful of "ice residue" had not melted after a long time. The temperature in the room was high enough. After a while, suddenly "ice slag" disappeared, replaced by snow. The snowflakes say big, say small, say thick, say thin, as if who is in control, it seems that each snowflake is printed in a mold, with the slight wind fluttering Sassa, like an actor in a slow ballet. A few minutes later, the courtyard has been a piece of white: the wall wearing a white felt hat, the tree covered with silver armor, vegetables put on a fine white padded clothes, the earth covered with a white quilt...... Everywhere is covered in white, slowly become a white world. Snow is big and small, say big, say small. Big snowflakes fly all over the sky, small white pieces sleep alone. However, big or small, still always slowly, lingering underground. Snow more big, white is slowly cover the earth, cover a light poetry, cover a long painting, cover a white beauty. The snow got tighter and tighter, and the gaps between the flakes got smaller and smaller, but it still came slowly and silently... ...

The first Love in the Forest theme party begins now!" Deep in the green forest came a burst of warm applause, Grandpa goat touched his long beard grand announcement, the small animals have talked, each of their opinions, everyone is thinking: how to express love? The little lion walked and scratched his head, he came home did not expect the right answer, suddenly, he saw the apron is doing dinner for his mother, he suddenly understood, what is love, he can't wait to rush into his mother's arms, said to his mother: "Mom, thank you for raising me, let me grow healthy and strong, like a soldier to protect you!" The lion mother hugged her little lion tightly in her arms and shed tears of emotion. Choo-choo bird is also trying to think, in the end to whom to express love? She waved her wings, and since the last time she hurt her wings, she had been flying very slowly. Wings, when I was injured, is aunt meticulous care of my life, do not thank her to thank who? Choo-choo picked up a rose in his mouth and flew to his aunt's home..... The little rabbit did not speak, because she had the best answer in her heart, she wanted to express her love to her sister, she got home and jumped into her sister's arms and said: "Thank you, sister, tolerate my bad temper, patiently accompany me." Sister looked at the little rabbit in her arms: I this lovely silly sister, when so sensible? Bear rushed to her mother's arms, said: "Thank you, for me to pay so much, raise me to grow up, all the good left me, so that I can be healthy, happy to grow up." As the party drew to a close, Grandpa Goat felt that every little animal had received the right one and expressed his love. He also taught the little animal to repay the people who had given for him.

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