Our holiday
fresh flower
Colored flag
Beautiful balloon
laugh
Our happy mood
But we prefer to put
Our smiling faces are like flowers.
weave
A huge wreath.
Children all over the world
* * * With elevator.
We are together.
Say goodbye to poverty
Farewell to war
Say goodbye to discrimination
Say goodbye to all evil and cruelty.
On this blue planet
Create a highly civilized global village.
We released a flock of white pigeons.
On the morning of Children's Day.
Let the pigeons
With our childish declaration
travel around the world
Fly to the future time and space
When I was a kid.
At the age of ten
Go to the commune with your friends.
Hold the "June 1" sports meeting.
The commune is really big.
We slept on the kang of a fellow villager's house.
No exaggeration
One night, twittering
the next day
I didn't run or jump.
Did not participate in any competition.
I didn't get the certificate.
At the meeting in the afternoon.
The teacher asked me to go up and talk.
I forgot what I said.
What did you say? i forgot
The audience are all dark heads.
That was the first time I saw it on the table.
microphone
On the way back to the village
The partners are all holding red certificates.
I have nothing.
after going back home
Mom praised me.
I heard that you spoke in the commune.
Everyone in the commune remembers you.
I bought it on Children's Day.
The biggest prize
Also, a lifetime certificate.
Until now.
I still remember the echo of the horn that day.
Remember the road and day that day.
Remember mom's smiling face.
Remember that night?
Trees, walls and roofs in the yard.
There are stars everywhere.
Space shuttle to the sun
Good morning, little sun,
The teacher takes you to school.
Beep, beep,
Laughing happily, I got on Sun's car.
Laugh red, laugh at Xia Hong,
The morning glow floats all the way.
Good afternoon, little sun,
The teacher takes you home.
Beep, beep,
The sun waved and smiled happily.
Laugh red in the face, laugh red in the song,
The song floated all the way.
Code of civilization
Give me a good horse.
You can run to the end of the world
Give me a partner.
We will be a happy family.
Give me a Chinese character
I can evolve poetry and painting.
Ah, the ancient China script.
Ah, the magic code of civilization
Give me a fertile soil.
You can grow crops.
Give me a bowl of water.
Can raise a lot of fish and shrimp.
Hold me tight.
I can write flowers.
Ah, splendid China culture.
Ah, the magic code of civilization
Where is heaven?
The hillside is warm.
The ego lying on the hillside.
Put your hands behind your head.
Looking at the blue sky for a long time
A gust of wind blew and blew.
One cloud after another is floating around.
I just can't see the beautiful paradise.
This is a deliberately deceptive legend.
Or is God merciful enough to lie?
Small flowers are especially fragrant.
The ego lying in the flowers.
Put your hands behind your head.
Looking at the blue sky for a long time
Birds fly one after another.
Rows of geese are singing.
Still can't find mom's face.
It's mom who is too tired.
Or did mom forget me?
(Whoops-where is heaven?
Woo-where's mom)
There is no heaven in the sky.
There are only dreams in the sky.
Mom is not far away.
Mom is in my heart.
I grew up with you.
You are a galloping horse on the grassland.
You are the magnificent sunrise on the horizon.
You are a beautiful spray in the sea.
You are my dream girl, Yuen Long.
I grew up with you.
Gave you a warm home.
I grew up with you.
I planted a lifelong concern.
I grew up with you.
Have dinner and tea together.
I grew up with you.
Practice the piano with you and teach you to draw.
I grew up with you.
Take you around the world
I grew up with you.
Try to be a good father.
May you be happy.
Take root in your heart.
Let peace and health
Spend every spring, summer, autumn and winter with you
warm sunshine
In the warm sunshine
The cuckoo is laughing.
Yang Qian's hand trembled in the wind.
Childish songs
Wandering in the running water
Happy years just flow by.
In the green birch forest
With the whisper of insects
White dandelions give off beautiful flower caps.
A happy companion
Running in the wind
The intoxicating time jumps like this.
By the gurgling stream.
Accompanied by the frolicking of fish
Oily aquatic plants sway with soft and lovely lines.
give a loud scream
The trouble of cutting through the sky
The happiness of childhood just walked away silently.
We hold the raindrops of childhood together with our hearts,
Together, we use our hands to keep the wind of childhood.
We wish our childhood life in the fields in spring.
Can last forever.
White clouds are our happy past,
The richness of lakes is our true feeling.
What's stirring in the air,
This is our dewdrop laughter.
Envy us?
White clouds and blue sky.
Jealous of us?
Breeze and raindrops.
We were deeply moved by the glory of this childhood.
Childhood is really good.
A wonderful childhood.
My own world
We live in our own world,
A world too small for you,
Even with both hands and feet
Bend down and you can't get in.
Adult excuses.
Even if you use an analytical eye
To explore, to peep,
With a happy expression
Eavesdropping all our conversations,
You still can't find the center,
There, we dance, we play,
Life is still sleeping,
Under that closed flower,
Under the smooth eggshell,
The egg in the cup-shaped nest,
Laugh at your more distant heaven
Fade the blues.
children
Your child
Not your child.
But life longs for its children.
They came through you.
But not from you.
Although they are with you, they don't belong to you.
You can give them love.
But you can't give them ideas.
Because they have their own ideas.
You can protect their bodies.
But they can't hide their souls.
Because their souls live in the house tomorrow.
That's beyond your wildest dreams.
You can try to imitate them.
But you can't make them like you.
Because life does not go backwards.
Don't stay in yesterday.
You are bows, and your children are arrows of life on strings.
The shooter locked the target at infinity.
Fill you with divine power
Let his arrow shoot fast and far.
Let you bend into happiness in the hands of archers.
Happy life is our great motherland!