Truth, goodness and beauty accompany our children's poems.

Actually, I am. ...

In fact, I am a cloud,

When I was in the sky,

When flying freely,

I want to tell you this.

Actually, I am a butterfly,

When I fly at the tip of the flower,

Saw a lot of insects,

I want to tell you this.

Actually, I'm a yellow leaf,

When I fell from the tree,

When the earth is dyed golden,

I want to tell you this.