Mother, you are the atmosphere and I am the earth. When disaster comes, who is my umbrella except you in the vast universe?
Mom, you are the soil and I am the flowers and plants. When I'm roasting in the sun, who can moisten my dry heart except you?
Mom, you are running water and I am a fish. When the drought comes, who can give me a stable home except you?
Mom, you are a safe haven and I am a boat. When the storm comes, who can I rely on in the sea except you?
Mom, you are a bird's nest, I am a bird, and my heart is cold. Except you, who is my warmth in the cold wind?
Mother, you are the soil, I am the bud, and the wind and rain are coming. Who can make me grow up healthily except you?