I want to sing happily in your palm,
Bring you infinite joy.
If I become a piano,
I want to make a beautiful sound at your fingertips,
Make your heart more beautiful.
If I become a little flower,
I want you to gently take me down and put me in a vase.
Add color and fragrance to your room.
If I become a chair,
I want you to lean against it,
Let you eliminate the fatigue of the whole day. . . . .
Ah, mom.
Thank you for your love.
You make me so colorful.