I want to put my little hand
Put it on the peach branch.
With a bunch of buds,
Holding thousands of rays of sunshine,
Yo, yo-
Sing the songs of spring.
I want to put my foot (yā)
Connected with willow roots.
Reaching out to the wet and soft land,
Take in sweet nutrition,
For a long time-
Grow into a green tent.
I want to put my eyes
On the kite.
Look how soft the white clouds are,
Look at the sun, how bright,
Listen, listen-
Blue sky is my classroom.
I want to put myself
Plant it on the land in spring.
Turn into green and bright grass,
Turn into a small flower and bloom beautifully.
Into catkins and dandelions,
This is my greatest wish.
I can fly, fly-
Fly to distant places.
However, flying to distant places,
I must discuss it with my parents. ...
Dream childhood
I once asked smart stars,
I once asked the kind moon.
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?
Childhood is a new green leaf,
Childhood is a budding bud,
Childhood is a blue sky,
Childhood is full of beautiful dreams.
I once asked smart stars,
I once asked the kind moon;
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?
Childhood is a new green leaf,
Childhood is a budding bud,
Childhood is a blue sky,
Childhood is full of beautiful dreams.
I once asked smart stars,
I once asked the kind moon;
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked smart stars,
I once asked the kind moon.
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?
Childhood is a new green leaf,
Childhood is a budding bud,
Childhood is a blue sky,
Childhood is full of beautiful dreams.
I once asked smart stars,
I once asked the kind moon;
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?
Childhood is a new green leaf,
Childhood is a budding bud,
Childhood is a blue sky,
Childhood is full of beautiful dreams.
I once asked smart stars,
I once asked the kind moon;
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?
Childhood is mixed with childhood memories! It is the truth in the dream, the dream in the real world, and the tearful smile when recalling. star