If I am a road, a country's small road, I will collect the flowers in the wind, let them grow in my arms. Mom, early morning, you call me to get up, you look at the flowers under the foot, I will watch the cloud slipped through your hair.
If I am a cloud, a rain cloud, I will spit out the finest rain, let them weave a network in the field. Mom, I will catch the sun! In the evening, you are holding the sun, come and pick me home, I will take the rainbow in your hand.
If I am a insect, a small woven ant, I have to cover a palace with the leaves in the big tree in the forest. Mom, I want to give you the most beautiful room, the night is coming, you sleep in the green bed, I will sleep on your eyelashes.
If I am a child, a child who loves dreams, my mother, you are willing to hold me, listen to me, say that I said the world in my dreams?
I want to pick a wafer, make a green boat, put it in the blue pond reflected in the sky, and the white cloud game.
I want to pick a peach flower, be a pink boat, put it in the golden river reflected in the sunset, carrying sunset voyage.
However, it is still raining outside the window ... so I used a small piece of paper, made a white boat, put it into the stream of rain, let it go with silver raindrops, go to find a piece Colored earth!
