I am a willful child. What is the original text? I am a willful child.

1. Original text:

I am a willful child

Maybe

I am a child spoiled by my mother

I am willful

I hope

Every moment

is as beautiful as a colored crayon

I hope

Be able to draw on your beloved white paper

Draw clumsy freedom

Draw an eye that will never shed tears

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A piece of sky

A piece of feathers and leaves belonging to the sky

A light green night and apples

I want to draw the morning

Draw dew

Smiles that can be seen

Draw all the youngest ones

Love without pain

Draw what you imagine

My love

She has never seen the clouds

Her eyes are the color of the clear sky

She will always Look at me

Forever, look

Never turn around suddenly

I want to paint distant scenery

Painting Draw a clear horizon and water waves

Draw many happy rivers

Draw hills——

Covered with light hairs

Let them fall in love

Let everyone acquiesce

Every quiet excitement of spring

I also want to draw the future

I have never seen her, and it is impossible

But I know she is beautiful

I drew her autumn windbreaker

I drew those burning candles and maple leaves

I drew many because I love her

And the extinguished heart

Draws weddings

Draws festivals where everyone wakes up early——

There is glass candy paper on it

Illustrations from northern fairy tales

I am a willful child

I want to erase all misfortunes

I want to live on the earth

Paint all the windows

Let all the eyes accustomed to darkness

become accustomed to light

I want to draw the disadvantages

Draw a comparison A taller mountain

Draws the desire of the Eastern people

Draws the sea——

The boundless sound of joy

Finally, on the corner of the paper

I also want to draw myself

Draw a koala

He is sitting in the dark jungle of Victoria

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Sitting on a quiet branch

In a daze

He has no home

No heart left far away

He only has many, many dreams

Berry-like dreams

And big, big eyes

I am hoping

But I don’t know why

I didn’t get a crayon

I didn’t get a colorful moment

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My fingers and wounds

I can only tear up the pieces

My beloved white paper

Let them look for butterflies

Let them disappear today

I am a child

A child spoiled by an imaginary mother

2. Related information: "I "A Wayward Child" is a poem written by the modern poet Gu Cheng. This poem epitomizes the poet's aesthetic ideal. His childhood experiences shattered Gu Cheng's ideal dream, but he still persists in pursuing his fantasy, hoping to re-realize it in his other world. The whole poem has a casual form, rich imagery, simple and pure language, and warm and clear content. This poem has been selected into college Chinese textbooks published by many universities.