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. 2. The watercolor pen is colored.
Set off your
Beautiful figure;
Fantasies are strange,
Attached to your place
A straight body.
One minute and one second.
The land passes by.
Paper, rendered by you;
The wind, filtered by you.
Only you are still the same. ...
Your scent is not.
Dissipate,
Your tone is still not
Fading;
In the gap of time,
Your color
Still so mysterious ... 3. "Learning to paint" to see things.
Aim at the teacher. What are you doing?
Writing, tracing and painting ...
Unexpectedly, a big pumpkin rolled out!
Gaze at, trace, etc a picture. ...
Look, look, the teacher smiled:
Boy, what a little painter!
I'm happy ... like a flower!