I am a naughty little monkey.
I like to play in the mud pit of pine forest.
You follow my nature-
Stamp your feet, jump up, pick up dead branches,
Covered in mud,
You are welcome to smile.
You said-
I am a naughty little monkey.
I like to play with magical soapy water.
Whatever you want-
Roll up your sleeves and shake your head,
Soap holds my palm,
Laughter overflows your mouth.
You said-
I am a naughty little monkey.
You turn around,
I jumped up and down, searched everything,
When you are angry,
But when I saw a book in my hand,
I was leafing through the pages,
Ah, your face is full of flowers.
Sometimes,
You'll say to me a little angrily-
Why are you not a chubby caterpillar?
Nothing, peristalsis, sunbathing,
How nice it is to grow up naturally and become a butterfly.
But then,
You pinched my little nose again and said-
You are a naughty little monkey,
You are extraordinary,
Your future will experience eighteen difficulties,
Become a monkey saint in my heart.
Oh-
Not the big monkey king, but the little monkey king.
You told me-
The Monkey King is everyone's hero.
And I,
Just be your own hero
I am a naughty little monkey,
And you-
It's the monkey's mother,
You are the heroine in the little monkey's heart!