Street children's poetry recitation
The children of the road
Children of the road, growing up in the middle of the road, my house on the way, I am not afraid of rain and storm. I wear dirty clothes day and night, I don't get a single meal in the whole day. Trouble is my constant companion, I take trouble, what will happen and what cash is left in the account? I don't have any friends, I'm just a loner, maybe I'm just lucky.
Reading this poem reminds me of my childhood. We all see different cases at different times, many of us spoil different foods by irregularity or inexperience. If we all stop wasting food by thinking about the children on the street, our food waste will be saved and the starving children of the country will be able to eat.
If we all become aware that we will buy and eat as much as we need and avoid wasting and wasting. We will avoid wastage. Then we can progress our country, our country will progress. Thousands of our starving children who are pedestrians, who are starving, will be able to eat. The starving people of our country will be able to relax a little.
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