Listen to the wind.
The spring breeze is very warm,
Blow it gently on your face,
I suddenly looked up,
Looking for the wind, looking for the footprints left by the wind.
It didn't leave,
Just passed on the joy to other children.
I left quietly,
Just when Xia Feng arrived quietly,
I waved my sleeve,
Take away the joy of spring.
Xia Feng is very cold,
Under the scorching sun,
He blew past sweaty farmers,
Bring a little coolness to people,
The green leaves can't stand this dreary weather,
Also "rustling" singing.
The autumn wind is rustling,
Listen, it's coming,
It brought a special gift,
The fragrance of osmanthus,
Relieved a little fatigue for hard-working people.
The winter wind roared,
It slapped us hard,
Broke the children's dreams,
Let us wake up,
Let's face it.
Listen, listen again,
Listen to the wind again.