Singing: Yadong
That's very kind of you, my grandmother.
A good story also has a bitter beginning.
Caring is a kind of mood.
Missing you is a kind of helplessness.
Why can't I see your indifference?
I only have your amiable smiling face.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. ....
Oh, grandma, my life is your hope.
Oh, grandma, my life is your hope.
Over one mountain after another.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Over one mountain after another.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Dear you, my grandmother.
All good things always have a happy beginning.
Missing you is a kind of helplessness.
Caring is a kind of mood.
Why can't I give up your hope?
What is left to me is always dependent on the crying of children.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. ....
Oh, grandma, my life is your hope.
Oh, grandma, my life is your hope.
Over one mountain after another.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Over one mountain after another.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Oh, grandma, my life is your hope.
Oh, grandma, my life is your hope.
Over one mountain after another.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Over one mountain after another.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Over one mountain after another.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Over one mountain after another.
Oh, I'm sorry.
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