If there is a feeling that love is one in a million;
If there is a kind of love called the seas run dry and the rocks crumble;
Then she is either in love or her parents' affection.
If I believe in God,
Then I'd rather believe that you are sacred and solemn gods.
Under your careful protection,
We grow up happily.
Thank you, we are willing;
Thank you, we have no regrets;
Sure, thank you.
Everyone praised me as a good doll.
Grandparents are old,
Hunchback and crooked eyes.
I hit grandpa on the back,
I poured grandma a cup of tea.
Grandparents laughed,
Everyone praised me as a good doll.
mother
Mother Poplar has an idea.
She wrapped the child in white gauze.
As long as the wind blows gently,
Children go everywhere to take root and sprout.
Mother Walnut has an idea.
She gave her hard green dress to her doll.
Autumn is coming, clothes are old,
The children will settle down under the tree.
Snowman
Snowman, white and fat,
Big eyes and red nose,
Wearing a crooked hat on his head,
A floral scarf is worn around the neck.
Ah,
The radish head is gone. Where is it?
It must be a naughty little white rabbit.
Took a bite and ran away.