A poem with a belt

I want to be a breeze and see everything in the world.

I walked to Tiananmen Square and saw the five-star red flag rising in Ran Ran.

I came to the edge of the Great Wall again and felt its majesty.

I stayed in the sky and saw birds singing for the motherland.

No matter how high and far you fly, you will see your home when you see the five-star red flag.

I would like to become a breeze, let the willow brush my hair and dance with the footsteps of the clouds.

Whenever I pass people, they will open their faces and I will smile unconsciously.

Let me become a breeze, I will carry the splendor of spring, brush the wheat fields and make the birds chirp.

I am a breeze, I want to go to the vast world!