Author: Tu Zaihua
Little moon, how beautiful! She buried her face and smiled.
I went to the shade and she was on the branch;
Go to the pond, she is in the pond;
Go home, she is in the yard;
Go to the room. She's in the mirror.
I let out a cry of "sand" and drew the curtain, and the little moon disappeared instantly.
Hey! Did you scare her away?
I snored and fell asleep, and the little moon quietly found my dream;
She took me to play in the sky.
There is a huge galaxy in the sky, and I am rocking it in her golden boat. . . . . .