Chinese cabbage,
The leaves are yellow.
At the age of two or three,
Collapsed in bed.
There are many sisters,
Open your mouth,
Have money to see a doctor.
Have no money to buy food.
Parents are impatient,
Look at each other with tears.
Pick up the side dishes,
Abandoned by the roadside.
The autumn wind is bleak,
Dead leaves are floating.
Xiaocai cried,
The wailing echoed.
A passerby,
Bodhisattva heart
Pick up the side dishes,
Keep and recycle.
Time flies,
Everything is going up.
Congenital disability,
Small dishes are not long.
Twenty years old,
The appearance of a teenager.
Big head and small body,
Can't get up.
Try western medicine,
Chinese medicine has tasted it all.
There is no cure,
Take the time and trouble.
Foster parents,
Feel dejected.
Love remains the same,
Sadness is hidden.
Brother is sensible,
Give way from childhood.
Buy a computer,
The side dishes are for everyone.
Virtual worlds,
Like heaven.
It's full of magic,
All-encompassing.
No longer lonely,
No melancholy.
Happy dishes,
Love is rippling.
Various forums,
Come and go often.
Brothers and sisters,
Hanging in my heart.
I'm happy too,
I am sad.
And lost his temper,
I like publicity, too.
Plants have a heart,
Have a romantic relationship.
Dish disability,
Dare not expect it.
Hide gender,
The difficulty lies in the intestines.
Please,
Forgive a lot.
Honestly,
Drain the sky.
Dish cried goodbye,
Tea is cool when people walk.
Take care of the Taoist voice,
I wish you health again.
sincerely
forever and always
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