The first rains came to make all wet

Gold leaves,
the wind blow and
run by the forest.
Run like me, friend.

The tree, is sleeping.
The first rains
come to make all wet.

aida prado sanchez, 6th

Escola campredò

Trees give us oxygen.

And the laves are falling.

Clouds come back

and also the rain.

Jordi Aragones Lozano, 6th

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