女儿三年级的时候写得一首诗

还有她配的画

Wind


Wind
Feel it
Hear it

The cool running from end to end
The whistle blowing in your ear.

The way it sings to you while it dances
The way it soars from her to you.

The wild

Theway it flies without a wing
The way it soars without a brain.

The free

The way you can't cathc it with your hand
The way you ride it left to right.

There is  no stop
There is no end

For this is

Wind
Feel it 
Hear it

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