If I had a pair of beautiful wings,
Flying in the Woods,
I am a happy little angel,
I will use magic to make the world a better place.
I will become a bird in the morning,
Wake people up from their dreams.
At night, I will be the brightest star,
Quietly guarding you while you are sleeping.
Light the way home for pedestrians who go home at night.
In summer, I will become a breeze,
Blowing through hot cities,
Bring coolness to those who endure extreme heat.
In autumn, I will become warm sunshine.
Fall on the field of harvest.
In winter, I will become snow,
Insects that freeze to death in the orchard in winter,
When spring comes;
I will become snow water again,
Infiltrate fertile land.
Waiting for one day,
I really grew wings and became an angel.
Be a kind and happy angel.