Sixty years ago, I was a young reader reading Aunt Bing Xin's Mao Bian book.
Today, young readers have become old readers, and their hearts are still slowly flowing in those sentences in your book.
Under the blue sky, on the blue sea, under the twinkling stars, on the deck of a big ship,
Your mother hugged you, and you broke out in a sweat. Okay.
I am happy for you and feel my mother's love.
I was seriously ill, so my mother hugged me.
In the past 60 years, when I encounter difficulties, I always think of your warm words.
I heard that you were ill. In the hospital, everyone sent you flowers, love and care.
But without your mother's hug,
So when you are tired, go to your mother and throw yourself into her warm arms.
We lost you, but you found your dear mother.
Under the blue sky, under the starlight, on the blue sea, you are in your mother's arms,
It is loved by thousands of young readers, big readers and old readers in Qian Qian.