10:29
I love my children, I love my comrades
10:27
I love you, don't worry too much
10:27
I went to fight the enemy for ten years
10:32
Looking back at my distant motherland
10:26
Love, love and patriotism, both good mothers
10:29
mouth chewing rice, flicking tongue, donkey fish, bones
10:31
My bruise, Mother Guard
10:27
My heart the wet place where my mother lay at night
10:27
My heart was bruised and I felt sorry for my child several times
10:28
Not as hard as the hardships of life at sixty
10:30
Not as much as the pain of numbness and bruises
10:23
Oh my goodness, my intestines are soft
10:27
Remember to love your child, rest assured
10:32
Sitting sadly, missing my mother
10:25
Soaring in the mountain wind, drizzling rain in the forest
10:32
The drizzle wet our clothes
10:30
There are children, mothers, and compatriots
10:27
This afternoon, there was a distant child who secretly remembered
10:27
Who comes to visit our motherland
10:26
Young seedlings have been transplanted for a few days
10:23
Bruising in the planting field, shaking
10:31
Brum, are you cold
10:24
Comrades gathered together are children
10:30
Damn, morning, morning, afternoon
10:26
Every step I take is arduous
10:33
Feet wade in the mud, hands plant young seedlings
10:26
How much rain, how much pain
10:30
I go far and near
10:22
I go to hundreds of mountains and thousands of valleys
10:32
I love my children, I love my brothers
X
About
Tags