I came back from the botanical garden with a colorful dream.
I dreamed that flowers were blooming everywhere in our land.
From my doorstep to the distant horizon,
There is a group of sisters around. This is a purple rose.
Both sides of the road are as white as snow, where is the world of magnolia;
There are bright sparks on the mountain. Dandelions are blooming everywhere in Shan Ye.
The bellflower swayed gently in the breeze, and the cockscomb held its head high.
In spring, there is velvety moss, and dill flowers climb the treetops.
There is also the largest flower in the world, and Wang Lian can be the cradle of my little sister;
This little flower is Pearl Plum. It is dressed like moonlight.
In the mirror-like pond, there are green duckweeds and pink lotus flowers;
Even my little brother who eats grass likes to play with garlands.
Like flowers all year round, they suddenly bloom on this night.
Like a rainbow in the sky, it falls on our land. ...
When I woke up from this dream, I made another dream:
I want to start my spring outing with these flowers like my little brother and sister.
Put a flower dress on the mountain and two rows of colorful lace on the river.
Then spread an endless carpet of flowers on the fields around the bee farm.
Smell the flowers and listen to the birds here to make life better;
Old beekeepers will praise us-flowers and honey!