I blacked out last night
And didn't plug in until morning
I went to my room
And found a broom
I hid in the back
Where it was all black
My Mom patted me
I got scared as I could be
I cleaned my room
With my squeaky old broom
Sam came to my room
And teased me with the broom
It was time to go to sleep
And they did not want to hear a peep
I whited out this morning
And nothing was happening
Everything was alive
Very unlike the night
Sam was very happy. 作者: 胡豆妈 时间: 2011-10-17 19:30
Luke Howard 是气象之父,儿子英语课学过后,要求每个人写首关于他的诗。下面就是儿子的小诗,记录一下。
Luke Howard’s Legends
Luke Howard looked up at the sky,
His mind wasn’t on the ground.
Little did he know,
He would name the clouds.
So Luke thought,
Those things are amazing!
If I could, I would
Classify them!
So Luke joined a club,
And he wrote an essay,
And Bingo! Luke really did
Classify the clouds!
And then, the World Meteorological Organization
(You can call it the WMO for short)
Adopted the clouds, and we still use them!
Answer me this: Is he still famous
After 150 years? How
Many people, do
You think, are
Famous after 150 years?. 作者: 不亦悦乎 时间: 2012-12-17 22:47
我好奇地问他:“为什么最后要把How/Manypeople,do/You think,are/Famous after 150 years?分成这样?”他说:“为了读起来有韵味。”也许是吧,不太懂英文诗的写法。.