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Uncertain Life of Ours

The blooming flowers of today,

may vanish away tomorrow.

The flowing river of today,

may dry tomorrow.

Happy smiles of today,

may turn sad tomorrow.

Good friends of today,

may become enemies tomorrow.

The laugh of today,

may turn cries tomorrow.

The love of today,

may turn hatred tomorrow.

Bright feelings of today,

may turn opposite  tomorrow.

The helping hand of today,

may stab you tomorrow.

Life is very uncertain,

every second folds mystery.

Nothing is eternal,

Enjoy today to the fullest,

Tomorrow is yet to be born.

(Shankar Thapa)

VII C

His Majesty our Fourth King: Jigme Singye Wangchuck

His Majesty the king Jigme Singye Wangchuck was born on November 11, 1955 at Dechenphodrang, Thimphu. He is the father of our present king, Jigme Khesar Namgyel Wangchuck. Our king has four beautiful queens. He is very handsome and loves his people. I love our king very much.

(Karma Phuntsho Choden)

             II B

 Our King

His Majesty the king Jigme Khesar Namgyel Wangchuck  is our fifth king. He is clever, tall and handsome. He visits across the country. He loves us and care about us.  Our king has a beautiful queen. Her name is Gyeltsuen Ashi Jetsun Pema Wangchuck. He was born on February 21, 1980. Our king lives in Thimphu. He is always kind to poor people.

Our Beloved Monarch

Happy are we!

Oh, beloved monarch.

Never have we known,

What sadness is?

Under you, dear Monarch.

For more than a century,

You shone the light.

The sun of happiness,

And will shine,

Under you, my Monarch.

Let my Monarch,

Occupy the throne,

Forever and ever.

And the happiness shine,

Forever, my Monarch.

(Tsewang Rigzin)

VII C

Books

Books are Northern stars,

The letters rushing,

Pictures dancing

Like superstars.

Books!

Creating a life feature,

Sharping like knife,

Moving like creatures,

And they are student lives.

Books!

Are like math

Showing right angles

Books are fun,

And I enjoy reading.

Books are sweeter,

Make students better.

(Kunzang Pema)

VII A

མི་དབང་མཆོག་ལུ་བཀྲིས་རེ་སྨོན།

ང་བཅས་དཔལ་ལྡན་འབྲུག་པའི་རྒྱལ་ཁབ་ནང་།

རྒྱལ་བའི་རྣམ་སྤྲུལ་འབྲུག་རྒྱལ་བཞི་པ་བྱོན།

འབྲུག་མི་ཡོངས་ལུ་དགའ་སྐྱིད་ཉི་མ་ཤར།

མི་དབང་སྐུ་ཚེ་ཆུ་ལས་རིང་བར་ཤོག།

ལྷག་པར་ང་བཅས་སློབ་ཕྲུག་སྤྲོ་ཉམས་བྱུང་།

མི་དབང་འབྲུག་རྒྱལ་བཞི་པ་ཆོས་སེམས་ཡོད།

མི་སེར་ཡོངས་ཀྱི་དཀའ་སྡུག་སེལ་ཏེ་ཡོད།

དེ་ལུ་མི་སེར་ཀུན་གྱི་ཡིད་ཆེས་ཡོད།

མི་དབང་འཇིགས་མེད་སེངྒེ་དབང་ཕྱུག་མཆོག།

དགུང་ལོ་དྲུག་ཅུ་བཞེས་པའི་དུས་སྟོན་ལུ།

ང་བཅས་ཆུ་ཁའི་བཟའ་ཚང་ཁ་ཐུག་ལས།

བཀྲིས་ལེགས་སྨོན་ཡང་ཡང་ཞུ་གེ་ལགས།

མི་དབང་མཆོག་དང་སྐུ་འཁོར་ལྷན་རྣམས།

                                    མཛད་པ་ཕྲིན་ལས་དར་ཞིང་རྒྱས་ནི་དང་།     

 

སྐུ་ཚེ་རིང་བའི་སྨོན་ལམ་འདི།

བུམོ་རང་གི་ཧོང་ལས་བཏབ་དོ་གོ།

ང་བཅས་སློབ་ཕྲུག་དམ་ཚིག་གཙང་མའི་ཐོག།

རྩ་བ་གསུམ་ལུ་ཕྱག་ཕྱིད་ཞུ་ནི་ཨིན།

འབྲུག་མི་དགའ་སྐྱིད་ཕུན་སུམ་ཚོགས་པར་ཤོག།

མི་དབང་སྐུ་ཚེ་ཞབས་པད་བརྟན་པར་ཤོག།

འབྲི་མི་ འབྲུག་པ་ལྷ་མོ།

སློབ་རིམ་ བརྒྱད་པ་ ཀ།

Friendship

True friendship is the greatest jewel,

Loyal friends make me laugh when I am sad.

They understand me and distance cannot separate us,

Share the deepest feelings and expressions.

True friends stay together till the end,

With true friends, it reminds me of my sister.

Like stars that twinkle and shine,

makes me comforted and smile.

My friends are the best,

they are nicer than the rest.

Your smile is my cheer,

listens always to my fear.

Solve them out for me,

Reminds me what I should be.

Kezang Uden

 VII A

What I Think???

When the sun shines, I think about my parents.

When the moon comes, I think about my future.

When I come to school, I feel happy,

When I meet my teachers, I learn something.

When I feel happy, I feel talking,

When I feel sad, I feel crying.

When I meet my dad, I want to hug him,

When I get separated, I feel lonely.

Dawa Dem A

VII A

Books

Books are northern stars,

The letter rushing,

pictures dancing,

like a super star.

Books!!!

creating a life treasure,

sharping our future.

Moving like creatures,

And they are students’ lives.

Books!!!

Are like math

showing right path.

Books are sweeter,

Make students better.

Kunzang Pema

VII A

Flowers

Flowers are medicines

that can be stared.

When we feel,

upset and lonely.

Flowers are homes for bees,

wonderful butterflies fly

and bees buzzing with joy over it.

It reminds me of

my sister who always

keep on saying, they

are the sweetest thing ever.

Dawa Dem B

VII A

Nectar of Peace

The taste of nectar

And the hard work of bees

Is the idea for peace.

Which is made for each other,

like a king for people,

No one does a hard work like the bees.

Making nectar for peace.

“Love of mother is the best.”

Tenzin

VIII ‘A’