Our hands are leaves,
carrying information between spring, summer, autumn and winter
making the changes in the four seasons more obvious .
Our hands are white doves,
passing peace between countries
making the world harmonious good.
Our hands are beacons,
between life and life
transmitting warmth,
igniting the hope of life.
Our hands are applause,
Between classmates
Let confident smiles,
like flowers bloom.
Our hands are the rainbow bridge,
between classmates
passing friendship,
sent Blessings and greetings.
Our hands are lights
Under the illumination of the lights,
children all over the world are no longer lonely
Sadness,
What will greet them will be a new day.