calmly
Arch out of the ground
I want to inquire about it
In spring
The secret of tree green
The news of flowers blooming
childhood
Like a colorful dream,
When I wake up, it's still so clear and memorable.
childhood
Like colored pearls,
String together endless joy and immature dreams.
childhood
Singing loudly like a bird,
Fly high with infinite hope.
Ah,
Childhood, childhood,
You are like running water, rolling forward in the blink of an eye.
Ah,
Childhood, childhood,
You are like a good horse, flying thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.
Childhood songs,
The laughter of childhood,
Childhood ideals,
The joy of childhood,
-branded on the awning of childhood.
Childhood (poetry)
In the warm sunshine
The cuckoo is laughing.
Yang Qian's hand trembled in the wind.
Childish songs
Wandering in the running water
Happy years just flow by.
In the green birch forest
With the whisper of insects
White dandelions give off beautiful flower caps.
A happy companion
Running in the wind
The intoxicating time jumps like this.
By the gurgling stream.
Accompanied by the frolicking of fish
Oily aquatic plants sway with soft and lovely lines.
give a loud scream
The trouble of cutting through the sky
The happiness of childhood has gone away silently.
We hold the raindrops of childhood together with our hearts,
Together, we use our hands to keep the wind of childhood.
We want our childhood to live in the fields in spring.
Can last forever.
White clouds are our happy past,
The richness of lakes is our true feeling.
What's stirring in the air,
This is our dewdrop laughter.
Envy us? White clouds and blue sky.
Jealous of us? Breeze and raindrops.
We were deeply moved by the glory of this childhood.
A wonderful childhood. A wonderful childhood.
Poetry in 2000
I read your shadow in my dream.
Poems and songs of childhood reverberated in my heart.
Sunshine is a gentle, gentle and pure season.
A candy can make you happy for a long time.
Have you ever thought about it?
When I was a child, I looked at you and me in the blue sky outside the window.
You and I used to play in flowers and green leaves.
I can't see my childhood when I grow up.
Year (Poetry)
In the warm sunshine
The cuckoo is laughing.
Yang Qian's hand trembled in the wind.
Childish songs
Wandering in the running water
Happy years just flow by.
In the green birch forest
With the whisper of insects
White dandelions give off beautiful flower caps.
A happy companion
Running in the wind
The intoxicating time jumps like this.
By the gurgling stream.
Accompanied by the frolicking of fish
Oily aquatic plants sway with soft and lovely lines.
give a loud scream
The trouble of cutting through the sky
The happiness of childhood has gone away silently.
We hold the raindrops of childhood together with our hearts,
Together, we use our hands to keep the wind of childhood.
We want our childhood to live in the fields in spring.
Can last forever.
White clouds are our happy past,
The richness of lakes is our true feeling.
What's stirring in the air,
This is our dewdrop laughter.
Envy us? White clouds and blue sky.
Jealous of us? Breeze and raindrops.
We were deeply moved by the glory of this childhood.
A wonderful childhood. A wonderful childhood.
Poetry in 2000
I read your shadow in my dream.
Poems and songs of childhood reverberated in my heart.
Sunshine is a gentle, gentle and pure season.
A candy can make you happy for a long time.
Have you ever thought about it?
When I was a child, I looked at you and me in the blue sky outside the window.
You and I used to play in flowers and green leaves.
I can't see my childhood when I grow up.
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In the warm sunshine
The cuckoo is laughing.
Yang Qian's hand trembled in the wind.
Childish songs
Wandering in the running water
Happy years just flow by.
In the green birch forest
With the whisper of insects
White dandelions give off beautiful flower caps.
A happy companion
Running in the wind
The intoxicating time jumps like this.
By the gurgling stream.
Accompanied by the frolicking of fish
Oily aquatic plants sway with soft and lovely lines.
give a loud scream
The trouble of cutting through the sky
The happiness of childhood has gone away silently.