Children's Day Poetry-Brother Xia

Silently,

Silently,

He is like a lively green child who likes to climb telephone poles.

Spread your legs and crawl around.

Climbing,

Climbing,

Give it to the tree,

Add leaves.

Climbing,

Climbing,

Give it to the grape trellis,

Put on the green yarn.

Climbing,

Climbing,

Give it to the wall,

Wrap it around a green vine.

Climbing,

Climbing,

To the hillside,

Wear green?

He,

Bringing such bright sunshine to the earth,

So much rain!

The sun shines,

Shower,

The mountains are greener!

The fields are greener!

Crops, shrubs,

Continue to grow,

A gratifying good harvest is brewing.

People like to praise him like this:

This green child is really hardworking!

We can't see him,

Don't touch him,

But we knew he would come!

? He brought us here.

What a lovely green!

For the four modernizations of the motherland,

In the shady window,

Students who study hard,

Give him a name,

Say his name.

Just call it brother Xia.