This is mom's hope, and this is the cradle of dolls.
Who here has the ambition of Dayu and the heart of Yao and Shun?
Who here has omnipotent wisdom and loving maternal love?
Tell me, who are your tears for?
Tell me, who is your smiling face blooming like a flower for?
It's you, me, him and our glorious kindergarten teacher.
A flash of wisdom, a voice as bright as the sun,
With the painstaking efforts full of watering, with the gentle breeze blowing the affectionate tears,
Sprouting seedlings, green leaves with umbrellas, blooming flowers, flying birds,
You, me, him, us, our glorious kindergarten teacher,
Here, the dream of love flies here.
In this white and flawless world,
Full of wisdom, beauty and magic.
Some people say that life is red and passionate.
Some people say that life is blue and as pure as the sky.
Some people say that life is purple, as colorful as a rose and as romantic as a dream.
But what is our life like?
Is it red? Is it blue? Is it purple? Yes, it's colorful.
In this colorful world,
There are our songs, our tears, our smiles and our love.
In this colorful and magical paradise, let the love in our dreams fly with our hearts.