Children's poem:
The snow on Mount Fuji is about to melt,
It is the hot warm wind blowing from the Mediterranean Sea,
accompanied by The whistle of the oil tanker is docked in the Strait of Malacca.
Light a cigar,
drink a glass of mocha,
the island will be unveiled.
It was last night that I picked up the falling cherry blossoms,
The ice and snow were like a gentleman’s white horse.
The lovers,
similar to Adam and Eve in the Bible,
stared blankly at Santa Lucia inlaid with gold in the small watch.
The pocket watch will not answer.
It just watches the petrel rush towards the fish and shrimp.
“Didn’t we agree to go see the snow together?”
(2)
The moonlight is like Andersen’s fairy tale,
The lips cannot withstand the bombing of B52.
Although my heart feels like Vienna,
The sigh represents concern.
There is no need to answer the sigh,
Just looking at the volcano will erupt.
Seeing the charming XX,
returned the bouquet of cherry blossoms to her,
stroking her cheek gently.
(3)
I invited Lu Yu to taste tea with my good wife,
visited Wuji to pursue Mihua,
picking up embroidery flowers along the way. handkerchief.
Qingluo dances in the peach grove,
Reciting poems and making moonlight on the bamboo raft,
Come there with me to see the snow, okay?< /p>