The green treetops are shining with golden light,
The square has become an ocean!
A group of barefoot children are in the water,
Happy as a fairy.
Little brother stepped on the water hard,
How high is the splash?
He shouted: "Sister, be careful, slip!"
He just ran away!
He patted his muddy pants,
He said, "Shit, shit!"
And his happy red face,
But it exudes excitement and pride.
My little sister has two short pigtails,
Follow these muddy pants closely,
She bit her lip,
Grab the skirt,
Run gently and carefully,
I wish I could.
What a beautiful fall!
Ai Qing's Words of the Sun
Open your window,
Open your boarding gate,
Let me in, let me in.
I brought a bunch of golden flowers,
I carry the fragrance of the village,
There is light and heat,
I am covered with dew.
Get up, get up,
Lift your head from the pillow.
Open your eyelashes,
Let your eyes see me coming.
Let your hearts be like cabins,
Open their long-closed windows.
Let me put the bouquet, the fragrance, the lights,
Warmth and dew fill the space of your hearts.