Maternal love is gentle, and mother is the dependence and destination of our hearts.
When you think the person you like likes you, you think too much.
Since entering the kindergarten, the teachers have cared about him with great love, patience, confidence and sense of responsibility, loved him, helped him with educational methods such as encouragement, appreciation and participation, and penetrated love into Baobao’s young heart.
Let this lingering poem ring the bell of happiness.
Fortunately, with you, you have always supported me until dawn…
At least I can make your pursuit come true.
May you two love each other forever and grow old together! The reason why distance is terrible is that you don’t know whether the other party misses you or forgets you.
The rain beat at five o’clock and the sun shone in the puddle.
The countless beautiful moments condensed from the joint struggle of students for several years have been loaded into the memory of our youth.
The language of your lecture is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as kind as a gurgling brook, as fierce as a rushing river…
When I encountered difficulties on the road of life, my mother patiently taught me to pick up weapons called “strong” and “brave”; When I failed, my mother advised me that “failure is the mother of success”; When I made trouble without reason, my mother patiently led me to maturity and understanding.
This selfless dedication will never be forgotten.
Is your mandarin standard? Please read with me: Wan Wan Wang, Wang Wang Wan Wang, Wan wrist forget, Wan Wang Wan Wang.
That’s the right person I think about day and night.
The kindergarten life of the child for more than a month has made me feel that many babies are naughty, courageous and afraid of giving birth.
Otherwise, it is control.
I have a strong idea that I want to hold your hand from heart to ancient.
There is a long time between today and tomorrow; While you still have the spirit, learn to act quickly—— Goethe, when I miss you, will you just miss me.
thank you for your help! Because of you, my life does not lack friends! The quality of wax torch, the feeling of ladder, the spirit of gardener and the love of parents – to you, dear teacher, I wish you a happy Teacher’s Day! Love needs loyalty, but it is not naked.
Graduated, friend, I wish you all the best in the future.
Ants nest.
Thank you teachers! There is a kind of distance, called intimacy; There is a kind of missing, called eager to see; There is a kind of waiting, called leaning off the appendix; There is a kind of love, called life unchanged; There is a feeling called tears—— I was born in the south, live in the South and planted in your hands.
Suddenly, a young man named “so and so” came in the wind.
I hold your hand and share your white head with you.
No matter how hard it is, love doesn’t have to be sorry to make up for it.
When you have power and power, you will find that your friends are as many as a feather; Once the dark clouds cover your head, you will be alone—— You still didn’t do what Ovid promised me.
As far as love is concerned, loyalty should not tell each other everything, and the other party has no right to know everything he loves.
You are like a candle, although thin, but there is a heat, a light, illuminating others and exhausting yourself.
I will build your happiness, give in to your stubbornness, and make up for your confusion.
Happy birthday.
It’s going to rain.
I’ll wash my hair before I love you The days will be more beautiful and the wind and rain will always pass.
I swim to the deep sea, and the waves in the sea are you; I walk in the mountains, and the light and fog in the mountains are you; I look at the sky, the stars and moon in the sky are you; I walk on the road; Stand in the distance to see the mountains, the sea and the sky.
Meeting and gathering is the beginning of love, but parting is not the end of love.
I know that shallow words can’t write you who love me.
Such love is difficult to last.
Wait a minute.
I’ve been to a different place.
Open those memories, there are always too many feelings surging in the bottom of my heart.
All right, stop barking and eat bones! But I am a choice in your life, and you are the only answer in my life.
Please be happier than me before I quit in embarrassment.
The Jianghu in the dream is full of flowers, people come and go, and the prosperity is like brocade.
Thank my friends, Hao Junpeng, Wang Qiming, Luan Zhengjun, Zhou ziye, Li Xiayi, Wen Qing, etc.
In my life, thank you for walking with me.
I wish you all the best! Half summer time, half song.
The long night is so long that I fear and suffocate.
A person controlled by others has no private space of his own, and there is no retreat for freedom and charm.
A person who wants to control others is not love, but desire expansion.
