Mom!
My hair,
Put it on your knee,
You gave this to me, Ross.
159
Mom!
The wind and rain in the sky are coming,
The bird hides in its nest;
The storm in my heart is coming,
I only hide in your arms.
156
Clear river source,
White and foggy,
It's the weather in Jiangnan,
Rain is falling all-
All I know is that there is a blue ocean,
But there is a green river,
This is my parents' hometown!
120
Mom!
This fragmented article,
Can you have a look?
These words,
Before I go,
Always hidden in your heart.
102
Little flower,
I want to look up, too,
Thanks for the love of spring-
However, deep goodwill,
This finally silenced her.
Mom!
Were you that spring?
Seventy two
Xishan!
Farewell!
I can't bear to leave you,
But I miss my mother.