In my dream, there is a green meadow, la la. There is a cool stream ahead, la la. The floating paper boat is full of wishes. Flying kites is compared to birds. The warm spring breeze conveys your joy, and the bright sunshine makes you and me more beautiful. In order to make that dream grow up and bear fruit, we planted our hearts in spring.
How amazing the distant mountains on the horizon are, la la. We are looking for the footprints of spring, la la. Collect specimens and chase butterflies. The valley echoed with our songs. The beautiful suburbs invite you and me to go for an outing, and the willow flute of childhood blows out your interest and mine. In order to make that dream grow up and bear fruit, we planted our hearts in spring.
In my dream, there is a green meadow, la la. There is a cool stream ahead, la la. The floating paper boat is full of wishes. Flying kites is compared to birds. The warm spring breeze conveys your joy, and the bright sunshine makes you and me more beautiful. In order to make that dream grow up and bear fruit, we planted our hearts in spring. (or the second paragraph will do. )