Why do people still read comics there?
I am learning to draw.
Talking to this piano, everyone else is playing games.
I hide at home and recite abc.
I said I wanted a big plane.
I have an old screw machine.
Why do you listen to your mother?
You will begin to understand this passage when you grow up.
When I grew up, I began to understand
Why do I run faster than others?
Fly higher than others
Everyone will read my cartoons in the future.
Everyone sings my songs.
Mom's heart. She won't let you see it.
Everything is warm in her heart.
Touch her hand more when you are free.
Sleepwalking hand in hand.
Listen to your mother and don't let her get hurt.
I want to grow up quickly and protect her
Beautiful white hair grows in happiness.
Angel's magic is warm and kind.
Music is your trump card in the future.
What ace pilots call love.
I don't want to teach you bad.
Let's listen to mom.
Love again in old age.
I know your future path.
Why do you know better than me?
You write here because too many students are studying.
But I suggest you listen to your mother. I will study hard.
How can you say it from my mouth if you study hard?
I don't want you to lose, so I hope you study hard.
You should solve the problem that mom picks on you.
Because I don't know whether to tell her that I still have it.
By the way, I will meet me (Chow Yun Fat? )
So you are not interested in telling your classmates that the future is your father.
I can't find your love letter.
Admit whatever you like, because I will understand that you will hold her on the playground.
You will start to like singing pop songs.
Because Jacky Cheung is ready to sing goodbye.
Listen to your mother and don't let her get hurt.
I want to grow up quickly and protect her
Beautiful white hair and happiness will always sprout.
Angel's magic is warm and kind.
Listen to your mother and don't let her get hurt.
I want to grow up quickly and protect her
When I grew up, I began to understand why I
Run faster than others and fly higher than others.
Everyone will read my cartoons in the future.
Everyone sings my songs.
Mom's heart. She won't let you see it.
Everything is warm in her heart.
Touch her hand more when you are free.
Sleepwalking hand in hand.
Listen to your mother and don't let her get hurt.
I want to grow up quickly and protect her
Beautiful white hair grows in happiness.
The magic of angels is warm and kind. ..