Excuse me, who has a poem recitation on disaster relief?

Hold mom's hand, son.

-For the children who died in Wenchuan earthquake.

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2008-05-2 1

children

quick

Hold mom's hand.

The road to heaven is too dark.

Mom is afraid that you will touch your head.

Hold mom's hand quickly.

Let mom go with you.

mother

be afraid

The road to heaven is too dark.

I can't see your hands.

Since the fall of the Berlin Wall

Take away the sunshine.

I'll never see it again.

Your gentle eyes

children

You may leave now

The road ahead.

No more sadness

There are no endless textbooks.

And dad's fist

You must remember.

What do my father and I look like?

We should go together in the afterlife.

mother

Don't worry.

The road to heaven is a bit crowded.

There are many classmates and friends

We said not to cry.

Everyone's mother is our mother.

Any child is a mother's child.

Life without me

Give your love to the living children.

mother

Don't cry.

Tears cannot illuminate.

Our road

Let ourselves

insect

mother

I will remember you and dad.

Remember our agreement.

Come with me in the afterlife.