Ding dong, ding dong
Spring is here,
The stream flows slowly,
The white clouds drift quietly,
The willow branches sway gently in the wind.
The children laughed happily,
On the wide fields,
Running and laughing.
I see, I see
Summer is here,
There is no one on the street corner,
Every house is blowing the air conditioner.
Under the big banyan tree in front of the bookstore,
there are a group of old people,
They,
love to enjoy the cool air under the tree. ,
The wind is blowing and the cicadas are chirping.
Later,
Autumn also came.
The leaves are dyed red, and the crops are harvested.
Then,
Winter also comes to join in the fun,
Snow covers the world,
It is bitingly cold,
But it’s so beautiful.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter,
green, yellow, red and white,
just like a song,
singing different rhythms,
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Different colors were sung,
Different scenes were sung.