This is the beach talking to the baseboard.
How much did they say,
How many feet are printed on the beach.
The beach is a paradise for fishermen's children.
Little friends are playing here.
When you are thirsty, use sweet lake water as tea.
Tired, there is a sofa made of fine sand. Pick up some shells with novel colors,
Net bowls of fish and shrimp float on the beach,
Leaving a small footprint,
Bring a happy dream home.
Bang, bang, bang ...
This is the beach talking to the baseboard.
The waves said to them:
Little feet, grow up, grow up!