Poetry

When I woke up

I hear birds talking.

They told me—

Give me some presents.

stretch out one's hand(s)

I brought back breeze, sunshine and flowers.

this morning

I have the best gift.

I want to give them to you.

My dear children

As gentle as a breeze.

Like sunshine and warmth.

And the smell of birds and flowers.

Caught these

I captured the beauty of the world.

You will be the happiest person.

I know

There are stars, the moon and the sea in your heart.

Take my present.

It is like bringing poetry and courage.

No matter how far it is.

Will eventually reach the other side of the dream.

Embrace your starry sky.

(End)

It's Children's Day again. I gave presents to my nieces and nephews and received their expressions of MengMeng's love.

I like receiving and giving gifts. I often think that a gift is a good thing. Happy giver, happy receiver! I will persist for a long time.

In fact, many good things in this world are free. The key is how to accompany our children to feel and even have them!