A classic English short poem-Wake up
Wake up.
Wake up, little sister,
Wake up, little sister,
The morning is bright.
What a bright morning.
Birds are singing.
Greet the dawn,
Welcome the light.
Birds are singing.
Classical English Short Poems Part II Summer Sunshine
Summer sunshine
The sun is very big and he walks very wide.
Ah, what a great sun
Through the empty heaven, without rest;
He kept running in the boundless sky.
On blue and glowing days
On that hot and cloudless day, |
He shed his light thicker than the rain,
He scattered incomparably dense sunlight all over the earth.
Three poor robins.
Poor Robin.
The north wind is really blowing,
The north wind roared,
We are going to snow,
In an instant, snowflakes are flying,
What will poor Robin do, poor thing?
Poor Robin, what should I do?
What? I'll sit in the barn,
He will live in the barn,
Keep yourself warm,
Keep yourself away from the cold,
Hide his head under his wings, poor thing!
Spend the winter under your wings, poor bastard!
Your arm is strong enough.
Your arms are strong.
Your arms are long enough.
Your arms are long and long,
In order to reach the stars,
Once it reaches the earth,
Your arms are strong enough.
Your arms are strong,
Break all the bars,
All obstacles are unstoppable.
Your arm is skilled enough.
Your hands are really capable,
In order to make all the wheels work,
Can make the wheels turn,
Skim across the sky with a boat,
Sailing on a spaceship,
Mining under the sea,
The mine is built in the depths of the ocean.