Don't cry.
Let mom go quietly.
When Wenchuan becomes the most worrying place on the map of the motherland
When the saddest eyes in the world gather here.
Some delicate flowers have lost their color.
China's tears are very big.
Yes, it's big.
You didn't cry.
Not that there is no pain in my heart.
I can clearly hear your breathing and tears.
Are you afraid that tears will pour down and hinder the progress of rescue?
Following my eyes is my eldest sister-in-law who came from Yimeng Mountain area more than 60 years ago.
When I look at your swollen nipples
My heart began to hurt at this moment.
A mother fell down.
Thousands of mothers stood up.
With your mother's tenderness, you made a final struggle against the earthquake of magnitude 8.
Obedient child
Don't cry.
Let mom go quietly.
You let the child in your arms hide in the dream.
In a dream
There is a kind of beauty that blooms into flowers.
Don't let any fear touch them.
Because love is dead, it can't reach the bud.
Does the child know?
Because of love
Aunt put all the pain in the milk.
Light a lamp for your mother on her way to heaven.
Earthquakes can kill mothers.
But I can't take away the great maternal love.
Your breasts are the backbone of our future in China.
The disaster area will resume tomorrow.
All the moonlight passes through your dreams.
Flowers are blooming everywhere.
All obedient children
Don't cry.
Let mom go quietly.