"To the beach, to the beach to play~"
Two childish voices joyfully echoed in the stairwell.
"The wind blows through the willows, swish swish swish, the little river flows, gurgle gurgle gurgle, whose child is in such a hurry, oh, she's heading to the beach, wearing a little dress, with a hat on her head, sunglasses and a mask on her face, a car in her left hand, a shovel in her right, and a little backpack on her back, the backpack weighs her down, the shovel swings wildly, thinking of going to the beach, stepping lightly with a gentle sway..."
Xie Jianing walked ahead gracefully leading the way, and seeing Qingqing and Weiwei's adorable appearances, she couldn't help but alter the lyrics and hum a little tune.
You have to admit.
The altered lyrics vividly captured Qingqing and Weiwei's current state.
However, the two little ones were no longer as exuberant as they were when they first left the house.
