After the rain, why does this poem run gently and carefully, but what hope is in my heart? paper

The green treetops are shining with golden light,

The square has become an ocean!

A group of barefoot children are in the water,

Happy as a fairy.

Little brother stepped on the water hard,

How high is the splash?

He shouted: "Sister, be careful, slip!"

Said he slipped! He patted his muddy pants,

In the room, he said, "shit, shit!" "

And his happy red face,

But it exudes excitement and pride. My little sister has two short pigtails,

Follow these muddy pants closely,

She bit her lip,

Grab the skirt,

Run gently and carefully,

I wish I could.

What a beautiful fall!