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head playfully
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its edge is like the waves of the sea; its veins are like the representation of
life; its color is like a symbol of green. No matter where it is, it reminds me
of dense forests and rough seas. A boat is walking through the sea, slowly,
slowly... What a wonderful dream! The veins of the leaves are divided into main
veins and fine veins. The main vein is thick to thin, like a needle, and the
fine veins are scattered, just like human capillaries. When you carefully count
its delicate texture, you will see its vigorous vitality
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it contains. The leaves are fresh and youthful, making the trees more
flourishing and making the forest fuller
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of Gong Zizhen's verse: "Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning it into a
spring mud and protecting flowers." The obscure spirit of the leaves reminds me
of too many people. Cleaners from early to late; teachers who cultivate the
pillars for the country; traffic police who manage the traffic order... They
have paid too much for the society and the country. When we fell asleep, we
thought that the cleaners lost a lot of valuable sleep time in order to make the
city cleaner. Lost the healthiest body like an ordinary person
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and dust every day. What would happen to our city without them? That will turn
into a garbage dump, a huge garbage dump, and we will also live in the garbage
dump. When we wake up in the early morning, we may hear the sound of "sand sand"
from the broom on the ground. Maybe you can think of a back. When the city has
not yet woken up, when the sky is still cloudy, it has already been mentioned. A
broom is sweeping the floor. Obscurity, selfless dedication, they are like
leaves. When we succeeded, we thought about it. In order to let us get more
knowledge, the teachers spent a lot of time preparing lessons and spending their
best youth. What would happen to us without them? That will always stop at only
one point, there will always be only a little knowledge, and we will lag behind
for everyone. When we were in class, there was always a problem that made us
confused and lost. The teacher always looked at us with the look of expectation
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not give the best answer. What would the teacher think? I think the teachers in
the world are the same. Obscurity, selfless dedication, they are like leaves.
"The world is not lacking in beauty. What is lacking is the beauty of the eyes."
There are many people in the world who are obscured. They are like leaves.
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