The poem Curious Little Bee

Curious little bee, little bee

Fly to the west, fly to the east

Fly to the spring garden, garden, garden

Keep your eyes open Eyes ask the spring breeze

Why are pear blossoms white

Why are peach blossoms red

The spring breeze smiles and tells it to tell it

The earth There is a colorful dream

Buzzing...

The secret is in the soil

Curious little bee, little bee

< p>Fly to the west, fly to the east

Fly to the orchard in autumn

Tilting up your nose and asking the autumn wind

Why are grapes sour or sweet

Why do apples smell so fragrant

The autumn wind smiles and tells it to tell it

The earth has a sweet dream

Buzzing...

The secret is in the soil

Buzz buzz...

The secret is in the soil

Buzz buzz... ......

The secret is in the soil