I no longer naughty poetry.

mom, don't cry. I went to heaven, and the earth shook with a loud noise. I saw you sitting down in a noisy playground, and your heart-rending cry was still in my ear. Mom, don't cry. I went to heaven, but the planets all over the sky were full of your tears. In the dark, I am not a lonely wandering classmate, holding hands and singing hoarse. Mom, don't cry. I went to heaven. The teacher said there were no birds and flowers, so I was reluctant to look back. The green mountains were desolate. Mom, Don't I went to heaven, but I couldn't give up my dream. Help me collect my beautiful schoolbag. I heard my sister's book in the ruins. Mom, don't cry. I went to heaven. Unfortunately, I can't wait to see the green military uniform. I still want to finish the homework assigned by my teacher. I'm attached to the blackboard, books and class. Mom, don't cry. I've gone to heaven and I won't be naughty or make you sad. I will firmly remember your smiling face and snuggle up to your warm chest in the afterlife. Mom, don't cry