Ask for a poem written by a child who went to heaven in the earthquake to his mother. Very touching, and there is the word "day" in the title.

Mom, don't cry, I went to heaven.

Mom, don't cry. I went to heaven. There was a loud noise when the earth shook.

I saw you sitting on the noisy playground, and your heartbreaking cry was still in my ear.

Mom, don't cry, I went to heaven, and all the stars in the sky are your tears.

I am not a lonely wanderer in the dark. My classmates are holding hands and singing hoarsely.

Mom, don't cry, I went to heaven, and the teacher said there would be no more birds and flowers.

So I am reluctant to look back, and the green hills are desolate.

Mom, don't cry. I went to heaven, but I can't give up my dream.

Help me collect my beautiful schoolbag. My sister's book can be heard in the ruins.

Mom, don't cry. I went to heaven, but I can't wait to see the green military uniform.

I also want to finish the homework assigned by the teacher, miss the blackboard, books and the classroom.

Kid, grab mom's hand quickly.

Come on, kid.

Hold mom's hand quickly.

The road to heaven is too dark.

Mom is afraid that you will touch your head.

Hold your mother's hand and let her go with you.

Mom, I'm scared.

The road to heaven is too dark.

I can't see your hands.

Since the collapsed wall took away the sunshine.

I will never see your gentle eyes again.

Go ahead, son.

There is no sorrow ahead.

There is no endless textbook, and there is no father's fist.

You must remember what my father and I look like.

We should go together in the afterlife.

Mom, don't worry.

The road to heaven is a bit crowded.

There are many classmates and friends.

We said don't cry, don't cry.

Everyone's mother is our mother.

Any child is a mother's child.

Life without me

Give your love to the living children.

mother

Don't cry.

Tears cannot illuminate.

Our road

Let ourselves

go slow

mother

I will remember you and dad.

Remember our agreement and go together in the afterlife.