Listen and read. Then say the poem.
The sun is shining on the sea, shining, shining brightly. And this is strange, because it is the middle of the night. The moon is shining sadly, because she thinks the sun is wrong to be there in the sky after the day is gone. "The sun is very bad. He spoils my time," she says.
We are having a lovely time!
Love, Daming
Read and fill.
Dear Lingling ,
In this photo, we are in the m__o_u_n_t_a_in_s_. The sun _i_s_s_h_i_n_i_n_g_ and the wind is i_s__b_lo_w__in_g_. The _c_o_w__s__ are drinking water. The birds _a_r_e_s_i_n_g_in_g_. The ducks are _s_w_i_m_m__in_g_. The rabbits are _ju_m__p_in_g__. Simon and I _a_r_e__p_la_y_i_n_ghide-and-seek.
The moon is shining sadly, because she thinks the sun is wrong to be there in the sky after the day is gone.