Update

When I was little, my dad used to recite this poem to make me fall asleep. It still rings in my head:

月牙儿，高空照

兔宝宝，睡不着

呱，呱。。。

“妈妈，那时什么声音？”

“别怕，那只是青蛙的声音”

月牙儿，西边挂

兔宝宝，睡着了

你看，它脸上还微微笑呢！

Time is cruel. It doesn't turn back.