Never be evasive.
Colorful eyes are unrestrained.
Listen to the moonlight of the leaves and look forward to the visit of the stars.
Often, I forget what gray is like.
In that fairy tale world, there are forest trunks.
Next to the trunk, there is a big windmill
In the windmill, there is Snow White.
Snow White's flowered skirt is snowflakes.
The cabin of the seven dwarfs in the forest
The magic of expelling witches guards love, just like the night talk in the forest.
Prince charming's horse, mermaid's tears
Turn me into a fairy tale
Fairy tales are full of green leaves and flowers.
All bees whip black magic with sunlight.
The Church in Fairy Tales
Sitting with the naked eye as clear as crystal.
Flashing with naive dreams
Fairy tales from childhood.
Grow up,
A fairy tale packed for the forest
The shadow of the forest divides the sunlight into thousands of golden rays.
The swaying wind binds me to a lonely road.
The fallen leaves creaked under your feet.
The forest path is inaccessible, and the thorns are crazy.
Falling bright red leaves,
This is a maple leaf, a leaf born in the sun.
The sunshine ahead,
It is a long way out of the forest.
In the golden sunshine, new leaves are growing.
There are thousands of forest flowers under the armpits of leaves.
I looked up, I believe.
I believe that the distance is a dwarf's hut.
The prince and Snow White are talking sweetly.
Thorns on the road are roadblocks for the devil to lose his soul.
Scratching the skin is the rage of bonfire barbecue magic.
Grow up, grow up
The bag is full of fairy tales.
Grow up, grow up
In the bag, all the footprints are moving forward.
Footprints make the bag in the fairy tale bigger.
Growing up in that innocent crystal fairy tale