I believe,
The sky must also be a child who loves painting,
There is still a bit careless, like me.
Hey, he quasi-touched the palette yesterday.
I got up early in the morning, my hands, my body, I haven't come yet and washed the red and golden ...
Where did you bring us hot air from?
I know this secret, it is hidden in the mother laundry basin -
When the children in the world are born, blow it,
The hot air in their mouth is put into the spring of the spring.
Where is the spring brought us a bright flowers from us?
I know this secret, it is hidden in the mother laundry basin -
When all the soap bubbles are shining, falling,
The seven colors of the sun are dissolved into the spring of the spring!
Mom, you have seen the rain, and the rainbow appears in yourself?
- You said: No.
Mom, have you seen the black clouds have not come, and the rain is going to fall?
- You said: Nothing.
So, good mother, you are waiting patiently.
Waiting for the black cloud on this paper to become rain,
When the rain is too dark,
You will see, how many beautiful colors I have given you!
When it rains, the sound of noisy sounds in the woods.
I want to go out, but my mother will not let me go out.
After the rain, I ran into the woods.
Ah
Their umbrella still rests under the tree!
However, where is the umbrella?
Is there a hilarious fish in a transparent steam bottle?
Otherwise, why do I swoke a bottle, have a lot of flustered bubbles floating from the bottom of the bottle?
Now I drink it on the ocean,
It is still in my belly, spitting the bubble to make a game.
