Children quickly grasp the hand of her mother to heaven is too dark mother was afraid you touch his head quickly grasp the hand of her mother's mother to accompany your mother was afraid to go too dark paradise I can not see your hand since the collapse of the wall I could not see the sun you away eye of tenderness in front of children the way you go no worries did not read the textbooks and endless fist dad and dad you have to remember my next life but also with Mo Yang go mom do not worry heaven is crowded with many classmates and friends,
ecco shoes, some of us that own mother cry which is our mother which child is my mother's children do not you love to live life the child that your mother Do not cry tears can not light our way to our own walk slowly
mother and father I will remember the appearance of your mind with our promise to go the next life
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