A work that imitates poetry

I want to (copy)

I want to put my little hand,

On the dandelion,

With a hint of curiosity,

Open 10 thousand umbrellas,

Floating, floating

Drift away and explore the mystery of spring.

I want to put my feet

In the world of spring.

Running on the soft grass,

Let your feet smell of spring.

Run, run

Run out beautiful notes.

I want to put my eyes,

Climb the white clouds,

Watching catkins dance happily,

Watching birds fly freely,

Look, look

White clouds are my wings to fly.

I want to put myself,

Connected with willow branches,

With a hint of joy,

Feel the dance steps of the wind,

I can swing, swing

Go to heaven to explore the mysteries of the universe.

But in order to explore the mysteries of the universe,

I must discuss it with my parents. ...