Inadvertently, he broke into the home of the old man in Yinchi. Here, he met a group of lovely friends-"poetry basket", wooden doll, small eyeball, mane man, tumbler ... They gained life by living with Yin Lao, feeling his breath and inspiration. In their "Back to Childhood" party for Yin Lao, Oudiou really realized happiness.
So, he began his journey to find Grandpa Bao and Jane. During the long journey, they met a butterfly against the wind. He made Wu Dudu understand that for the sake of the person you love, you should rely on your own strength to find her, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lie ahead. The cloud that planted eggs made him believe that as long as he had faith, the ideal seeds would sprout and blossom ... These experiences made Udi Udi deeply feel how happy he was as a "person", and this happiness came from his inner richness.
In order to make himself more perfect, he finally turned himself into a simple and healthy foot. "Grandpa Bao gave him life, Jane gave him flesh and blood, and Yin Lao gave him wisdom. Although he has only this foot left now, he is still alive and smart. He wants to integrate into Jane's life. " Udi Udi got his life because he was loved. He knows how to repay with love and make life beautiful.
Love makes Wududu's life more vivid and interesting!
The first chapter mysterious little feet
Tell me where to pursue it,
I am eager to see a real elf.
When I hear the wind, I always imagine it singing for me.
The rain at dusk strikes my heartstrings.
If you suddenly appear in front of me,
Our eyes will be full of surprises;
There are many new discoveries about each other,
Enriched our little world.
I am an explorer of love, always trudging,
Like a child who will never grow up,
Just look, don't ask the result,
I've been exploring all my life, but I can't find a home.
But I will never be depressed or sad,
The heart of pursuit spreads its wings and flies in the clear sky.
Chapter II Where Does Little Feet Come from
The heart of pursuit spreads its wings and flies in the clear sky.
My figure will cross countless mountains and rivers,
My singing will make the sky brighter,
Where it is sprinkled, it will become more brilliant.
But I won't forget my dear home,
I will never forget where I came from;
I will always remember the words of my relatives,
There is my happiness and my love.
My ears rang with gongs and drums again,
There are whistles accompanied by childhood songs;
I saw smoke from my kitchen rising into the sky.
There are also narrow paths around the mountains.
My warmest home is still your heart,
Everyone I love is a relative.
Chapter Three Understanding "Poetry Basket"
Everyone I love is a relative,
Please hug me with your love;
I hide my pain and happiness in your heart,
Let my soul be calm because of you.
My song may look boring,
I won't regret its departure,
My singing may be accepted by you,
Let it fly quietly in your dreams.
What extraordinary achievements can I expect?
What else can I ask for eternal happiness?
I just want to dedicate my sincere singing to you,
This is my biggest harvest in autumn.
I hope people have sunshine in their eyes,
I would like to sing enthusiastically for them all my life.
Chapter IV Children's Love Words
I would like to sing enthusiastically for them all my life.
And I gave you the most naive song;
Like a flower with dew,
Like birds flying on your branches at dawn.
Please open the doors and windows of your house quickly.
Let the warm sunshine shine into your home,
I'd rather welcome you into the fragrance of flowers,
Let's talk about childish love words again.
If one day we are no longer young,
Even one day we become very old.
Our songs will still reverberate in my ears,
He will have a childhood smile on his face.
I really want to give you a white ring,
I went to the moon to mine silver and precious stones.
Chapter 5 My name is Karen.
I went to the moon to mine silver and precious stones,
Decorate a glittering and translucent world for you;
Wrap tender green branches around your window,
Let your winter dreams also be covered with green leaves.
All the blooming flowers are my smiling faces,
All the birds singing is my confession,
Children's happiness is not far away,
Let fairy tales fly out of our hearts.
The most precious thing is always the innocence of children.
Never worry that we will grow up slowly.
Because we all have a sincere heart,
Deliberately drew the most beautiful picture.
Shining your smile in my dream,
I went to pick golden flowers in the sun.
Chapter VI The Party of Returning to Childhood
I went to pick golden flowers in the sun,
Let our night be brightly lit.
Your heart reflects my heart, shining,
We find each other like starlight reflecting starlight.
Please don't forget this sweet moment tonight.
Everything I say is like a dripping spring.
From yesterday to today and tomorrow,
Soul mate, miss Qi Fei.
Even if the lights in the dream suddenly go out,
Open your bright eyes and wake up,
You will also see flowers and lush grasslands everywhere in Shan Ye.
I still have that beautiful scenery in my heart.
In order to remember this wonderful day forever,
Set my poem in a jewel with flowers.
Chapter 7 The first day of the trip
Embedding my poems and flowers in precious stones,
Please keep every line in mind;
Let poetry care about your cold days,
Your affection will also accompany me on a long journey.
A target flashed before my eyes,
No matter what the mountains and rivers are, I will keep moving forward.
Your words still reverberate in the mountains,
I like to hold your invisible hand tightly.
The long journey every day is not a sad parting,
Walking forward every day seems to be going home.
Surrounded by mountains and rivers, we entered a new world.
Love hidden in the heart will never forget the return.
In the days of travel, I will not be silent.
Let the breeze send away my song for you.
Chapter VIII Butterflies Against the Wind
Let the breeze send away my song for you,
Together with the fragrance of flowers all over the mountains;
I walked into your life step by step,
My steps are also stained with gentle fragrance.
Even in the face of strong winds, I persisted in walking.
Listening to the wind has its own power to roar.
Look at the beautiful scenery in the wind,
My clothes fluttered like wings.
Even if plants are attached to the soil,
Even if the butterfly in the wind has blown into dead leaves;
I still want to be a walking tree,
Protect those helpless people from the wind and snow.
Facing the wind and rain, I lit my heart,
Even if I can never achieve my wish.
Chapter 9 Little girl with eggs
Even if I can never achieve my wish,
But childhood fantasies can blossom and bear fruit.
I've told your story countless times,
Your whimsy is my song.
I really want to go back to your age,
Exchange youth for eternal childhood friends;
Experience the pain of growth and change together,
Let's grow up from scratch together.
My years are like a stream that never returns.
The annual spring has gone and come.
My childhood dreams are still beating my heart.
There is a bunch of flowers in my heart, which wither and bloom again.
Even if I grow old with my little tree,
You'll never hear me sigh.
Chapter 10 Dialogue with Snakes
You will never hear my frequent sighs,
The world we live in is vast;
Let's tell a fairy tale to ants.
Sing a happy song for the birds.
Thanks to the firefly for borrowing a lamp,
Give a bouquet of flowers to the swan learning to fly;
Take fireflies to see the stars in the sky,
Fly to the warm south with swans.
Even if we meet a snake, don't be afraid.
Don't think lizards are ugly just because they see their faces;
Discuss ancient myths with snakes,
Learn to walk on cliffs from lizards.
Every night, my dreams are wonderful.
You will see my smiling face in the morning glow.
Chapter 11 Mushroom Man
You will see my smiling face in the morning glow,
My smile is like sunshine, which can light up the Woods;
We can play hand in hand in the forest,
Let green moisten our soft hearts.
The light rain in spring dyed the fine grass into sand,
The shade in summer is a cool home for birds.
Autumn red leaves have just flown away from the treetops.
Snow in winter brings new fairy tales.
I often compare leaves to turning over a book.
The story in the book will accompany you all your life.
When we plant a tree, we plant happiness.
Is to give the earth a love.
If a sapling leaves me,
You will find my tears in the dew.
Chapter 12 The Sculptor's Dream
You will find my tears in the dew,
You will hear my song in the breeze;
I am willing to give you tears and songs,
Perfect goddess, you will live in my heart forever.
It is beauty that carves twisted tree roots into deer.
It is beauty that makes the stone smile sweetly.
Turn colors into vivid pictures,
Ordinary clay can also be burned into painted pottery.
But how can I describe your face,
You seem to be the shining star in my dream.
Only dreams are perfect?
When you woke up, you disappeared without a trace.
Can't I create your perfection,
My poetry can only be wasted.
Chapter 13 Visiting Pocket Villages
My poetry can only be wasted,
Water gurgles through your warm home.
You look at the fireflies flying low outside the window,
Listen to the swallows whispering under the eaves.
Do you want me to come back every night?
Or have you forgotten me for a long time?
I really want to rush into your arms,
Sing the song in my heart for you again.
If one day you disappear,
I will also call your name in the mountains,
I will also listen to your response quietly,
Still waiting for the day when we meet again.
I feel the spring breeze blowing gently towards me.
It knows best who my song should be dedicated to.
Chapter 14 Returning to Life
It knows best who my song should be dedicated to,
I will never forget that love is the source of life;
Love is still the sunshine, air and water for survival.
Return love with love and return to the home of life.
Dedicate my poems to my land,
Let the seeds of poetry sprout and blossom in the soil,
I dedicate these poems to my dear you,
Let my soul have a final destination.
I want to melt into another snow,
Blend my life into another life,
Like a green leaf sticking to another green leaf,
Let's take care of each other and melt slowly.
It is selfless love that nurtures my mind.
Tell me where to pursue it.
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Tell me where to pursue it,
The heart of pursuit spreads its wings and flies in the clear sky.
Everyone I love is a relative,
I would like to sing enthusiastically for them all my life.
I went to the moon to mine silver and precious stones,
I went to the sun to pick golden flowers;
Embedding my poems and flowers in precious stones,
Let the breeze send away my song for you.
Even if I can never achieve my wish,
You will never hear me sigh frequently;
You will see my smiling face in the morning glow,
You will find my tears in the dew.
My poetry can only be wasted,
It knows best that my songs should be dedicated to poetry.