Mother-daughter dialogue reciting poetry

Mom, mom,

Why is the ground shaking?

I'm scared.

Children, children,

Don't be afraid,

The sky is falling, and there is a mother.

Mom, mom,

Naively collapsed,

I'm scared.

Children, children,

Don't be afraid,

There are people outside.

Mom, mom,

Everyone screwed up,

I'm scared.

Children, children,

Don't be afraid,

We have a big China.

1( 1) The fear that disasters bring to children.

(2) China and Qi Xin's determination to build a beautiful home together and their mother's hope for the future.

United as one, Qi Xin works together.

A good three gangs, a fence three piles.