星期三，
放学后
我和一大班的朋友们
去了学校附近的华人庙
吃免费的，午餐
人来人往
因为是免费的午餐
也是不知道哪个神的大日子
本来2点上华文课
我们竟然在那里待到
2点半才回校上华文课
一大班的华人
不知是吃了什么药
竟然这么的大胆
回到教室
看见老师在黑板写字
刚开始觉得不安
一个个的朋友走进教室都没有声音
不过幸好，老师没骂
哈。。。
Love Is...
Love is an honesty
About the language of the heart who was revealed
by the strands of the body
About a satiran who exposed knife
Love is sometimes blind,will forget the mind
Doing things that are sometimes absurd
But that's love
Love Is...
Love can turn bitter into sweet, turning dust gold,
cloudy became clear, sick are healed, the prison into
the lake,pain becomes pleasure, and anger into mercy
Love is not teaching us weak, but of power.
Love teaches us not humiliate ourselves,
but breathes bravery.
Love is not discouraging, but uplifting
Love Is...
Love also makes you become a poet
Inscribe her in the heart of the sky
By borrowing the color of the rainbow
To carve hearts content
But Love is a beautiful gift
Grace of the Creator to his people
And let the flavors were languishing in our heart
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