I never throw away a piece of paper,
Save it forever.-save it.
Fold into a boat,
Throw it into the sea from the boat.
Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind,
Some are wet by the waves and stick to the bow.
I still don't give up and fold every day.
I always hope that a place can only flow where I want it to go.
Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream,
Don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason.
This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.
Wan Shui Qian Shan, please carry her love.
And sadness.
Bing Xin "Don't step on this flower"
Listen, kid,
At your feet,
A little yellow flower.
all of us
Walk around it,
Don't step on this flower!
One day last year:
The autumn sky is clear,
The autumn wind is cool,
Its mother dresses it.
A fluffy coat,
Like a parachute,
Take it to the side of the road
Winter snow, give it.
Cover with a thick cotton-padded coat,
It lies quietly,
Waiting for the news of spring.
On this day, I feel
My body is wet,
It smells the fragrance of the earth;
It stood up happily,
Spread its golden wings.
You see, how brave this is,
Settle down on the side of the road;
It is not afraid of the footsteps of pedestrians,
It is not afraid of carts coming and going.
Children on a spring outing
How happy!
New clothes are fluttering in the spring breeze.
-New dress,
You hold your head high,
Heavy footsteps,
Be careful. Before you know it,
Destroyed the vitality of small yellow flowers;
You know what I think,
In the infinite joy of spring,
This happiness also has its share!
Letter from the Little White Dove by Bing Xin
Grandpa Tagore has been to your capital Beijing,
He said he left his heart there.
There are many enthusiastic friends from China here.
They are all talking about unity, friendship and peace.
How much I want to visit you in China,
I know you also want to visit me in India.
But mom said we were all children,
Children can't travel far and travel by themselves.
Now I invite the little white dove.
Send you a bunch of red garlands,
Please let it, too
Bring me a red scarf.
Although we can't meet, shake hands and talk yet,
But these two red gifts
Will tell us our kindness and affection!
1February 5, 983
Bing Xin's Cute
Except for the universe,
The loveliest is the only child.
Don't even think about talking to him,
There is no need to be reserved.
Looking up and joking,
Lower your head to get water.
You can think deeply,
A little embarrassment is a good thing;
Donkey back mountain, under the city gate,
When I look back,
Always lively,
Smiling.