I think

I want to be the most beautiful flower in the world,

Blooming with a hint of fragrance,

Make you after bathing,

More charming.

I want to turn into a breeze,

When you are upset,

Let your brow stretch.

I want to become a nightingale.

When you are lonely,

Sing elegant music,

Solve problems for you.

I want to think more about my life,

be with you,

Looking at you,

Tell you--

Mom, I love you.

Fifth grade: Chen Borong