If I were a snowflake,
Where will I fall?
Drift into the river,
Into a drop of water,
Playing games with small fish and shrimp?
Floating into the square,
Make a snowman,
Watching you smile?
Kiss her,
And melt happily.
……
Dad's snoring
Like a small train on the mountain,
It reminds me,
Beautiful forest.
Dad's snoring,
Always on and off,
Makes me worry that the train will derail.
Huh?
Dad's snoring stopped,
Has the train arrived at the station?
Facing the mouse
I like you guys-
A pair of smart eyes,
Pink ears.
Although I love doing bad things, I still like you.
If I come to your kingdom,
I have to ask you,
Wash your face, hands, take a bath and brush your teeth.
Teach you,
Work by yourself,
Don't do things secretly.
I'm gonna give it to you,
Introduce a friend-
Its name is cat.
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.
by train
Dad took me by train,
When the train starts,
Things outside the window moved;
The mountain began to shrink back,
The trees also retreated,
The house also retreated. ...
Wow! Everything is going backwards,
It's weird, it's too fast,
None of us have to walk,
I arrived in Taipei at once.
Aunt Qiu
we
Think about Aunt Qiu.
Think about the harvest
I haven't met Aunt Qiu.
But I guess aunt Qiu's face
It's red
conglobate
brassy
I haven't met Aunt Qiu.
But I think aunt Qiu
He is a painter.
Aunt Qiu is here,
Give fruit trees and crops
Painted golden yellow
Fire red
Aunt Qiu
Busy.
-She gave everything.
Laundry baskets and bags
It's all loaded
Complete particle
Rich fruit
Fruit likes pouting.
Make a suggestion and say:
Kuang Luo is too young.
I can't hold it!
Aunt Qiu
It's very kind of her.
She brought it to us.
A cool breeze
Do that
Show the villagers the yard
Little brothers and grandmothers
Pufan on the handle
Put them away one by one.
Aunt Qiu
Come in with dew.
Tread on frost flowers
Quietly left
She left it to us.
The joy of another bumper harvest
Gilbaud Stein (USA), The Moon-catching Web.
I made a net to catch the moon,
I am going hunting tonight.
I'm going to fly and throw it into the sky,
Be sure to trap that huge moon.
The next day, if there is no moon in the sky,
You can think like this:
I've caught my prey,
Put it in the net to catch the moon.
In case the moon is still on,
Look below, and you will see clearly.
I swing freely in the sky,
The prey in the net is a star.