I'm going to make a long-term order to criticize the couple for raising the snow-white wings of the boat.
In the sky,
Fly, fly-hide and seek with the birds in the sky.
I want to be a hardworking bee,
In the flowers,
Pick, pick-love singing when you are happy: humming.
Mom's song
Mom is an umbrella.
My refuge
Mom is a book.
Teach me a lot of knowledge.
Mom is a boat.
Accompany me through many difficulties
Mom is a tree.
Grow up happily with me