Kid quick! Hold mom s hand。。。。。 of poems

The way to heaven.

It's too dark, mom is afraid of you.

Bumped heads quickly.

Hold mom's hand。。。。。

Let mom go with you mom scared.

The road to heaven is too dark.

I can't see your hands.

Since the Collapsed Wall.

Take the sun away.

I can't see anymore.

Your tender eyes.

Kid: Let's go.

There is no more sorrow on the road ahead.

There are no endless textbooks.

And Daddy's fist.

You have to remember what my dad and I looked like.

In the next life, we will have to go together.

Mom: Don't worry.

The road to heaven is a bit crowded.

I have a lot of classmates and friends.

We say don't cry.

Anyone's mom is our mom.

Mom: Every child is a mother's child.

Days without me.

Give your love to a living child.

Mom, Mom.

Don't cry, tears can't illuminate.

Our way to ourselves.

Slowly walk Mom.

I'll remember you and Daddy as we were.

Remember our pact.

Let's go together in the next life!

— Dedicated to the children who died in the big **.

Child. Hold on to Mommy's hand.

The way to heaven.

It's too dark. Mom is afraid of you.

Bumped heads. Fast.

Hold mom's hand。。。。。

Let mom go with you. Mom. Fear.

The road to heaven. It's too dark.

I can't see your hands.

Since. Collapsed walls.

Take the sun away.

I can't see anymore.

Your tender eyes.

Child. Let's go.

The road ahead. There was no more sorrow.

There are no endless textbooks.

and endless answers.

You have to remember what my dad and I looked like.

In the next life, we will have to go together.

Mom. Don't worry.

The road to heaven is a bit crowded.

I have a lot of classmates and friends.

We say. Don't cry.

Anyone's mom is our mom.

Every child is a mother's child.

Days without us.

Give your love to a living child.

Mom. Don't cry.

Tears don't light our way.

Let's take it ourselves.

Walk slowly.

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Child. Hurry up and hold on to Mommy. Hand.

The way to heaven.

It's too dark. Mom is afraid of you.

Bumped heads. Fast.

Hold mom's hand。。。。。

Let mom go with you. Mom. Fear.

The road to heaven. It's too dark.

I can't see your hands.

Since. Collapsed walls.

Take the sun away.

I can't see anymore.

Your tender eyes.

Child. Let's go.

The road ahead. There was no more sorrow.

There are no endless textbooks.

And Daddy's fist.

You have to remember. My touch with my dad.

In the next life, we will have to go together.

Mom. Don't worry.

The road to heaven is a bit crowded.

I have a lot of classmates and friends.

We say. Don't cry.

Anyone's mom is our mom.

Every child is a mother's child.

Days without me.

Give your love to a living child.

Mom. Don't cry.

Tears don't shine.

Our way. Let's take it ourselves.

Walk slowly. Mom.

I'll remember you and Daddy as we were.

Remember our pact.

Let's go together in the next life!

- For the children who died in Wenchuan**.

Author unknown. Kid quick! Hold on to the hand of the virtual mother.

The way to heaven.

It's too dark. Mom is afraid of you.

Bumped heads. Fast.

Hold mom's hand。。。。。

Let mom go with you. Mom. Fear.

The road to heaven. It's too dark.

I can't see your hands.

Since. Collapsed walls.

Take the sun away.

I can't see anymore.

Your tender eyes.

Child. Let's go.

The road ahead. There was no more sorrow.

I don't have a reputation for having a textbook that I can't read.

And Daddy's fist.

You have to remember. My touch with my dad.

In the next life, we will have to go together.

Mom. Don't worry.

The road to heaven is a bit crowded.

I have a lot of classmates and friends.

We say. Don't cry.

Everyone's mother is our Tanrang mother.

Every child is a mother's child.

Days without me.

Give your love to a living child.

Mom. Don't cry.

Tears don't shine.

Our way. Let's take it ourselves.

Walk slowly. Mom.

I'll remember you and Daddy as we were.

Remember our pact.

In the next life, we will walk together.

Your hands are the spring wind.

Wipe away my tears.

It is the croaking of the frog in the summer.

Sleep with me. It is autumn rain.

Draw a myriad of colors.

It's still a warm winter sun.

Warm my cold little face.

Mom: Your hand is still a fairy's magic wand.

It always surprises me a lot.

Mom, Mom, I love you.

Mommy's hand.

Mom is like a magician.

Her hands will become much more magical.

She can make cluttered rooms clean.

She will make the food delicious.

She will also turn small seedlings into tall trees.

Mom's show is like a magician who can cook and do laundry on the ground and give us only the best things.

Spring Bird is a good companion of the Golden Voice.

Early in the morning every day.

Wake me up from my dreams.

Mom said the spring version of the bird was calling me.

She wanted me to go with her to the great forest.

Listen to nature's moving chorus.

2.Bamboo shoots quietly.

Arch out of the earth. I want to inquire.

The secret of the green trees in the spring.

Blossoming news.

3.Pomegranate. Pomegranate blossoms.

It was Aunt Xia who tied it.

Bright ribbon.

The pomegranate fruit is ripe.

It's Qiu's mother shaking.

Harvest of red bells.

4.Straw hat. Small holes in the straw hat.

It's me who gives the sun.

Door after door opened.

You see, the sun is coming down.

They mischievously stepped on my shadow.

My shadow left their footprints.

5.Bud buds. Spring has arrived.

The weather is warmer.

Hurry up and come out.

The bud bud should not only show a small head.

How beautiful the bark is on the outside.

Hurry up and come out.

The sun will give you.

Dress in green. The spring breeze will be given to you.

Sweet dew drops.

6.Fishing fire. The night is quiet.

River Water is a good boy.

Listen to Mother Moon.

Slept, the fisherman lit the fire.

The river is like opening your eyes.

Talking in a dream.

Mom's hands are dexterous hands.

From childhood to adulthood, I knitted and mended my clothes.

Mom's hands are industrious, cooking for us, sewing clothes for us, and supporting us gently and silently.

Mommy's hand.

Mommy's hands are a magical hand.

— Dedicated to the children who died in the big **.

Child. Hold on to Mommy's hand.

The way to heaven.

It's too dark. Mom is afraid of you.

Bumped heads. Fast.

Hold mom's hand。。。。。

Let mom go with you. Mom. Fear.

The road to heaven. It's too dark.

I can't see your hands.

Since. Collapsed walls.

Take the sun away.

I can't see anymore.

Your tender eyes.

Child. Let's go.

The road ahead. There was no more sorrow.

There are no endless textbooks.

and endless answers.

You have to remember what my dad and I looked like.

In the next life, we will have to go together.

Mom. Don't worry.

The road to heaven is a bit crowded.

I have a lot of classmates and friends.

We say. Don't cry.

Anyone's mom is our mom.

Every child is a mother's child.

Days without us.

Give your love to a living child.

Mom. Don't cry.

Tears don't light our way.

Let's take it ourselves.

Walk slowly.

Mom's hand Wen plum in the rainy season.

It's a pair of mom's hands.

Warm and gentle.

At every sunset.

Say goodbye to the stars and welcome the rainbow.

Gently run through my brunette hair.

Leave a lingering fragrance for a long time.

That's Mom's hand.

in my life.

Sow a string of sunshine of love.

A little bit, a little bit.

Melt the thick fog and thorns.

Put the fire as red.

Adorned with branches of early spring.

Stroking Mom's hand.

There was a slight ache in my heart.

That deep vein.

It is the footprint of a child's growth.

Step by step, step by step.

In the first rays of the morning sun.

Bloom the most beautiful flowers.

That's Mom. Smiling cheeks in the wind.