That's pure memory.
Before school, I was curious.
My eyes are always wandering,
Like hands and feet,
Cry, make noise, make noise ...
But there is also silence,
Lying alone,
Studying ants transporting insects,
Like scientists,
So carefree,
Just because there are sweets in my pocket.
Go to school, be ignorant
One Hundred Thousand Whys
Remember, the player's house
My sister next door always says:
Naughty, falling in love at such a young age.
You'll be as excited as Columbus,
Teacher, what is love?
Ignorant eyes,
A blushing teacher was at a loss,
Curiosity and pride stumped the beautiful teacher.
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