poetry anthology

I want to:

I want to put my little hand

Put it on the peach branch.

With a bunch of buds,

Holding thousands of rays of sunshine,

Yo, yo-

Sing the songs of spring.

I want to put my feet

Connected with willow roots.

Reaching out to the wet and soft land,

Absorb sweet nutrition,

For a long time-

Grow into a green tent.

I want to put my eyes

On the kite.

Look how soft the white clouds are,

Look at the sun, how bright,

Listen, listen-

Blue sky is my classroom.

I want to put myself

Plant it on the land in spring.

Turn into green and bright grass,

Turn into a small flower and bloom beautifully.

Into catkins and dandelions,

This is my greatest wish.

I can fly, fly-

Fly to distant places.

However, flying to distant places,

I must discuss it with my parents. ...