Poetry: The Story of the Ice City Doll

Bing cheng wa wa

I am an ice city doll,

Harbin is my home.

if winter comes ,

Snowflakes are flying all over the sky,

I grabbed it gently with my hand,

It melts in my hands,

It's cool and interesting,

But it will soon disappear,

Oh! I remember,

Don't be busy playing with snowflakes,

Or make a snow doll out of snow,

Let him play house with me.

I like snow dolls made of snow.

Love Ice City more, my home!