but I have seen him.
I was in the park,
I saw leaves flying all over the sky,
I knew,
it was the wind dancing with the leaves.
I was on the grass.
I saw the flowers dancing.
Its clothes danced with the wind.
I know,
It's the wind stroking the flowers.
I was by the stream, and
I saw ripples in the stream.
Suddenly, the girl from the stream became a mother-in-law from the stream.
I know,
that's the wind pushing him.
I see white clouds in the sky,
just like a race.
I know,
that's the wind cheering them up.
I am on the playground,
the national flag is flying high in the air,
I know,
it is the wind,
praising our great motherland.
Hehe,
Feng,
No matter where you hide,
you can't escape my sharp eyes.
poems about finding the wind