When Mr. Sun in the sky slowly closes his eyes, the star children will climb into the night sky one by one; Mother Cloud sprinkles her silver-white quilt, gently, gently, covering the town, covering the streets, and covering the small blue window of your room.
It's time to say good night to the toys.
You yawned a little and obediently got into bed and covered yourself with a quilt.
It's time for magic to wake up.
Listen, there is a downy soft voice saying the secret spell, which is what you said today; then, the most wonderful thing in the room happens: the musical carousel starts to breathe with a tinkling sound, and the princess in the storybook stretches at the footer, and even the pom-poms on the skirt roll to the floor.
It's time for the Dream Patrol to set off.
Every night, when all the children fall asleep, the toys begin their most gentle work. The little bear will lead the furry team to check the border of dreams, use the light of laughter collected to repair the sadness that accidentally slipped in, and weave more sweetness with warm memories.
You see, the firefly lantern lights up, the pink rabbit takes out the silk thread, and even the shy bag puppet opens a pocket full of starlight...
It's time for love to act quietly.
Here, every strand of fluff touches the dreamland, and every quiet love is longer than the longest night and deeper than the deepest sleep.
Now, Mother Cloud has paved the light into a silver path, the pillow has become a rainbow, and the quilt has become a wave.
It's time for you to close your eyes together.
Hush - let us follow the magic of the first yawn and say softly: Good night, little bear; good night, little rabbit; good night, all toys and all children...
It's time to enter this magical night. 🌙✨
Purpose: It's great if a good child sleeps well
